Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect
Chapter 86: The Last Sect Master of the Witch Ghost Path

Lü Yang sensed that the aura of Ancestor Nether Wishper was still rising, yet he remained calm, for he knew that their conditions were not much different.

Having lost their physical bodies, only their souls remained.

Their combat relied entirely on the positional boost brought by great divine powers; such methods were invincible against weaker opponents, but once faced with an opponent of equal standing, their weaknesses would be exposed.

The reason they were evenly matched now was purely because Lü Yang himself was also in a similar state.

In order to cultivate the 【Corpse Dissolution Immortal】, his physical body was still in the state of "dying before shedding," and his condition was only slightly better than Ancestor Nether Wishper's.

However, since he dared to come forward, he naturally had full confidence.

"Nine Heavens Secret Demon Yin Thunder!"

Ancestor Nether Wishper's expression turned cold as he uttered a Dao incantation, forming a hand seal.

In an instant, thunder emerged in the void, lightning flashing and striking down towards Lü Yang.

Instead, he silently activated his sword technique, forming a sword light beneath his feet.

Simultaneously, he summoned the Blood Sun Sword Pill to flee a hundred miles away.

Then, he split off another sword light.

Finally, using the sword light teleportation technique from the "Divine Firmament Sword Control True Formula," he flashed and appeared a hundred miles away.

Boom!

A loud explosion was heard as the lightning struck the city of Unjust Death below.

In an instant, several city districts were shattered, raising a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

However, no souls emerged from the sea of blood; all had been annihilated!

"A thunder technique that specifically targets souls."

Lü Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Thunder is inherently the most yang and rigid element of heaven and earth, but extremes can reverse; the most yin and gentle qi can also give rise to immense thunder.

Ancestor Nether Wishper's "Nine Heavens Secret Demon Yin Thunder" was evidently such a divine power.

It seemed that he had seen through Lü Yang's situation and was using this thunder technique to contaminate his soul.

If struck, Lü Yang would likely lose this battle.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang once again split his sword light, scattering it in all directions.

"Sword escape technique?"

Ancestor Nether Wishper looked over and sneered, "The sword escape of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion is indeed the fastest in the world, but as long as it's a divine power, there must be a way to counter it."

"Our Witch Ghost Path has clashed with the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion several times in the past; how could we not understand this method?"

"Moreover, you don't seem to be proficient in swordsmanship; you probably learned it through dual cultivation methods, right? Such petty tricks, and you dare to show off in front of me."

With that, he pointed with his finger.

From his fingertip, rolling mysterious light surged out, covering the sky and earth.

Upon closer inspection, it was countless witch ghosts, their numbers no less than Lü Yang's sword lights!

Each witch ghost closely followed a sword light.

When Lü Yang used the sword escape to leave the battlefield again, Ancestor Nether Wishper also formed a hand seal, shook his body, and disappeared from the original spot.

In the next second, when Lü Yang emerged from a sword light, the witch ghost beside that sword light transformed, revealing Ancestor Nether Wishper's figure!

Boom!

Another yin thunder struck down.

At the critical moment, Lü Yang shook the Myriad Spirits Banner in his hand.

Hundreds and thousands of Five Thunder Talismans flew out from the banner, simultaneously activating and transforming into a blazing yang thunder, colliding with the yin thunder in mid-air.

"Talismans?"

Ancestor Nether Wishper frowned slightly at the sight but quickly relaxed.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, how many do you have? Still just a drop in the bucket!?"

His voice abruptly stopped.

Because in the next second, Lü Yang fully unfurled the Myriad Spirits Banner.

Talismans flew out one after another, instantly filling most of the sky!

In his previous life, with the assistance of the Bright Dao Jade Slip, Lü Yang had already pushed talisman and formation techniques to the limit of the Qi Refining Realm, ranking seventh grade.

Coupled with the industrial production line of the Myriad Spirits Banner, he directly used talismans to form formations, shifting and changing, instantly mobilizing the power of heaven and earth within a hundred miles.

Moreover, formation patterns lit up around the city of Unjust Death.

In an instant, flying lights and flowing fires, wind and thunder rolled through the sky, firmly covering the entire city and trapping Ancestor Nether Wishper at the center of the formation!

"Did you really think I came unprepared?"

To deal with an elder, Lü Yang came well-prepared.

Before heading to the city of Unjust Death, he had already set up a grand formation around the city.

Now, with the formation activated, it erupted with astonishing power.

In the past, Lü Yang had relied on a Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation to resist a Qi Refining Level Eight opponent with his Qi Refining Level Eight cultivation.

The boost from formations to combat power was significant.

Ancestor Nether Wishper naturally understood this.

His expression changed drastically, and he immediately formed a hand seal to escape the formation's range.

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

Lü Yang waved his sleeve, and the previously split sword lights immediately swept back.

Earlier, Ancestor Nether Wishper had each witch ghost follow a sword light to track Lü Yang.

Now, it backfired.

In the blink of an eye, the sword lights cleared the remaining witch ghosts outside the formation.

Without the witch ghosts as mediums, Ancestor Nether Wishper could no longer escape remotely and could only watch himself fall into the formation's encirclement with a grim face.

Lü Yang sneered coldly and immediately formed a hand seal.

In an instant, the formation shifted, countless talismans vibrated simultaneously, and wind, thunder, water, and fire poured out, engulfing Ancestor Nether Wishper's figure.

If it were just a simple formation, Ancestor Nether Wishper wouldn't fear it.

But the main formation master was Lü Yang, who added his own positional boost, making it a truly lethal method.

When the wind, thunder, water, and fire dissipated, Ancestor Nether Wishper reappeared, and the previously dazzling soul light had dimmed significantly.

"Good, good, such a junior!"

Ancestor Nether Wishper appeared disheveled, his eyes cold, and he said in a low voice, "I really didn't want to expose this, but now it seems there's no choice."

Before his words fell, his aura suddenly changed!

He formed a hand seal, and the image of the Lord of the Dark Underworld behind him expanded again.

The 【Yama Palace】 became more real, gradually revealing eight thrones.

"Return to your positions!"

A gloomy demonic voice spread in all directions.

In the next second, Lü Yang saw eight crimson escape lights that had just fled to the distance now flying back.

Within the escape lights were the terrified faces of the eight elders of the Nether Wishper Sect.

Lü Yang immediately activated the formation to try to intercept them, but they seemed to be in another space, ethereal and elusive, impossible to stop.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived beside Ancestor Nether Wishper.

"Black and White Impermanence, Civil and Military Judges."

"Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Day and Night Wandering Gods."

With each name Ancestor Nether Wishper called out, an elder sat on a throne manifested by the 【Yama Palace】.

After all eight elders were seated—

Boom!

Ancestor Nether Wishper transformed into the image of the Lord of the Dark Underworld and sat directly on the main throne of the 【Yama Palace】.

The entire palace seemed to be reborn, with ten thousand ghosts roaring, each performing their duties, as if the real underworld had descended upon the world, instantly breaking free from Lü Yang's talisman formation!

Almost simultaneously, a sword cry echoed from the sky!

The sound of the sword cry rolled in, carrying an overwhelming divine consciousness, making everyone who heard it involuntarily envision a scene.

It was a towering cliff reaching the sky.

On the cliff, a heroic young man in a Daoist robe sat cross-legged, gazing northward, with a magical sword placed before his knees.

Then, he pointed northward and slashed:

"Witch Ghost Path Master, the chief culprit must be executed!"

Clang clang!

In the next second, all visions disappeared.

Lü Yang saw a sharp sword light—it was the Golden Core sword qi in the secret realm fully awakened!

At this moment, Lü Yang finally understood Ancestor Nether Wishper's identity.

The last sect master of the Witch Ghost Path!