Super Divine Daoist Skill
Chapter 129: Revised - 128 Liu Heng Says Farewell (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 129: Revised: Chapter 128 Liu Heng Says Farewell (Please Subscribe)

"Hmph!"

Daoist Wutong snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the trembling small shining sword flew back.

His junior brother pleaded for help, so he naturally had to take action, but the Spirit-Banning Ring still had some effect on his Magical Artifact. In the end, he was a step too slow and couldn’t save his junior brother.

However, facing Li Yue, who was rushing towards him with Clothes-staining Hand, his expression remained unchanged. He reached into his robe and pulled out a cloth banner.

Soul-Gathering Banner!

Unlike the Soul-Gathering Banner Bai Ziyue acquired from Zhang Yuchang, the one in Daoist Wutong’s hands was made of better materials and contained even more terrifying Yin Attribute Energy.

The Soul-Gathering Banner quivered, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet significantly. Under the shroud of Yin Qi, endless Yin Souls emerged.

Even Li Yue hesitated upon facing these countless apparitions.

A single Yin Soul did not faze him, but he could not underestimate this multitude converging together.

Soon, Daoist Wutong’s face changed. He waved his hand again, and the innumerable Yin Souls swiftly recoiled.

"So you’re a disciple of the Corpse Ghost Sect, but it’s too late for you to try and take them back now."

Su Hee’s expression stayed unchanged as a talisman appeared in his hand, wide, solid, and with awe-inspiring spiritual pressure.

The talisman was not made from the Hundred-pleated Paper that Bai Ziyue used but from a specially-made beast skin.

The beast skin’s inherent Spirit was astonishing, far surpassing the Hundred-pleated Paper, naturally able to bear more potent power.

This talisman was clearly no ordinary item.

Without visible actions from Su Hee, the talisman shot forward instantly.

An overwhelming aura began brewing in the void, rolling with the Power of Thunder, roaring like an enraged dragon, its oppressive presence making everyone’s hearts tremble.

Heaven-Righteous Five-Thunder Talisman!

Boom!

Countless Thunderfalls intertwined instantly, hacking down.

In a moment, the countless ghostly Yin Souls scattered amidst their wails.

Even the strongest Yin Souls were rendered useless under the effect of Thunder.

Seeing the Thunderfalls seemingly track him, stretching towards him, Daoist Wutong’s face changed. With the surge of Spiritual Power, the Soul-Gathering Banner in his hand rose against the wind, rushing up directly, while endless Yin Qi dispersed, enveloping a radius of dozens of meters.

A flicker of pain flashed across his face, and Daoist Wutong seized the opportunity to dart out swiftly, racing towards the gate of the stronghold.

Daoist Wutong’s speed was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, he had covered dozens of meters.

However, very quickly, he stopped and suddenly turned back, directly darting towards Bai Ziyue.

Magic, spiritual eye technique!

Under the shroud of Yin Qi, all was invisible, and *Bai Ziyue felt an intense surge of unease rise involuntarily in his heart* and hurriedly activated the spiritual eye technique.

In an instant, everything around him was revealed, and at that moment, he saw Daoist Wutong charging rapidly towards him.

The opponent’s eyes were cold, filled with boundless killing intent, and a sensation like spiritual locking swept towards him from afar.

"Not good!"

*Bai Ziyue’s heart jolted, his face changed.*

His body retreated instantly.

"Die!"

A small shining sword transformed into a stream of light, shooting directly towards Bai Ziyue.

Bai Ziyue’s body shook, and a transparent light membrane instantly condensed.

Next, feeling still insecure, he quickly pulled out a scroll and tapped lightly.

In an instant, a swordsman appeared directly in front of Bai Ziyue.

As soon as the swordsman emerged, his figure flashed, and his whole body transformed into a sharp sword, slashing down.

Screech!

The small sword trembled; its light flashed again, forming a stream of light, directly entering the swordsman’s body.

Thunk!

The swordsman’s figure paused, and the spirit light dissipated suddenly. The small shining sword didn’t stop and exploded forward again.

However, by this time, Bai Ziyue had already tapped continuously on the scroll, and two eagles appeared directly, shielding Bai Ziyue.

The small sword pierced through the two eagles, causing them to dissipate, and then nailed onto the spirit light shield.

The spirit light shield trembled slightly, but held firm.

*With a long sigh of relief, he lifted his head in an instant, and saw that Daoist Wutong was already extremely close. He spoke coldly,* "Yuchang was indeed killed by you..."

He knew?

*Bai Ziyue’s body trembled, but his mouth remained tightly pressed as he continued to retreat furiously.*

Boom!

An ice arrow shot out, striking Bai Ziyue’s spirit light shield forcefully.

The spirit light shield shook, and with a crack, finally shattered.

But the ice arrow also shattered simultaneously, losing its power.

Thud!

Feeling the wooden wall behind him, *Bai Ziyue’s body jerked,* power surged through him.

Bang!

The wooden wall shattered, and his form also burst through the wall.

Just as Daoist Wutong was about to continue pursuing him, his Heart Spirit suddenly shuddered, he groaned heavily, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Soul-Gathering Banner was his Heart Spirit-linked Magical Artifact, and at that moment, it finally could not withstand the successive strikes of thunder, shattering and destroying, so he naturally couldn’t escape unscathed.

"I’ll spare your life for now."

With a heavy groan, Daoist Wutong knew he had lost the chance to strike again. He looked reluctantly at Bai Ziyue and ultimately did not continue the chase. His figure shifted again, and finally, he darted out from the gate of the stronghold.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunderbolts crisscrossed and continuously fell.

The fragmented soul banner left the Yin Souls within it utterly annihilated.

The Yin Qi that originally shrouded the surroundings also gradually dissipated without its support.

The world returned to clarity, and everyone looked at the chaotic scene with awe in their hearts.

Thunder Skill!

This was the power of Thunder Skill.

Even though it was just a Thunder Talisman, its power was terrifyingly strong.

"Ultimately, he escaped."

Li Yue said with some reluctance.

This time, their preparations were undeniably thorough.

It was just that no one could have predicted that the real Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold was actually Daoist Wutong, who had been right by their side all along...

"No problem, regardless, Ghost Head Stronghold has been destroyed, and now Daoist Wutong has become rootless, unable to form a significant threat."

Su Hee, the Young General, waved his hand as if not caring, and said.

Yang Zhengling saw this from the side, opened his mouth, and showed a bitter smile.

Li Yue himself was a third-class expert, while Su Hee, though inferior in strength, possessed many methods, and his status was obviously extraordinary, hence he was naturally unafraid of Daoist Wutong.

But he was the guard of Qinghe Town, and if Daoist Wutong ran rampant, he would be unable to withstand it.

"Lord Yang, you actually needn’t worry. Daoist Wutong is clearly a disciple of the Corpse Ghost Sect. Now that his corpse refinement is dead, and the Soul-Gathering Banner he used to control ghostly artifacts has shattered, eighty percent of his power is gone, so he is not capable of posing much of a threat."

Seeing Yang Zhengling’s hesitation, Su Hee explained lightly.

"Let’s hope so."

Yang Zhengling nodded, suppressing his unease, and immediately began organizing personnel to thoroughly clean and inspect Ghost Head Stronghold.

...

"Ziyue, are you okay?"

The world cleared up, and Xu Ming, Tong Zhan, and the others naturally saw Bai Ziyue’s ragged figure, and quickly approached to ask.

"Yes, what exactly happened just now?"

Qin Shaoping also showed a nervous expression and asked.

Although they were not far from Bai Ziyue, their vision was blocked, and due to the shrouding Yin Qi, their hearing was somewhat blurred; they could still feel that an astonishing aura had erupted around them earlier.

"Nothing."

Bai Ziyue shook his head with a complex expression and did not pay them any attention, quickly moving towards his master’s direction.

...

Three days later.

In Bai Ziyue’s courtyard, a knock on the door was heard.

"Senior Brother Liu, what is this?"

Bai Ziyue said, somewhat surprised, looking at Senior Brother Liu Heng in front of him.

"Junior Brother Bai, I’m here to say goodbye."

Liu Heng said calmly, "I came with the Sect Leader. Now that the Sect Leader has left, I naturally have to return home."

"Did they say something?"

Bai Ziyue frowned and asked.

He knew the master had descendants, although they were all in Wujiang County.

This time when the master died, they naturally had to come.

But the master’s two sons were extremely rejecting of both him and Liu Heng; even when organizing the funeral, they were not allowed to intervene.

Thus, he could only offer incense at the funeral and had to leave.

"Hehe, I was initially just an outsider."

Liu Heng shook his head and said, "Let’s not speak of this. I plan to leave today. Although I initially wanted to leave quietly, upon reflection, I decided to give you this item."

As he spoke, Liu Heng handed a wooden box to Bai Ziyue.

"What is this?"

Bai Ziyue asked curiously.

"Cyan Cloud Pill."

Liu Heng said softly.

"Cyan Cloud Pill? How did it end up in your hands?"

Bai Ziyue widened his eyes.

He knew this was the item his master had exchanged for hunting the Snake Demon with Elder Nie Yunhao, which could help martial artists above the Inner Qi Realm to enhance their strength.

Even Elder Nie, at the pinnacle of a third-class expert, wanted to use it to further advance to become a second-class expert.

Logically, even if the Sect Leader died, such an item should not have fallen into Liu Heng’s hands.

"This item was received by the Sect Leader the day before going to exterminate bandits and was placed in a location only I knew.

This time his two sons conducted the Sect Leader’s funeral hastily but fought over gold, silver, and wealth.

I thought rather than leaving it to them, I might as well give it to you, so I took it."

Liu Heng spoke directly.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ziyue fell silent.

He naturally knew the reason behind the rejection by the Sect Leader’s sons, which was obviously because of the wealth left by the master.

The items in the personal treasury were undeniably a massive fortune that would tempt anyone who saw it.

However, the rules within the sect made some afraid to covet it.

But this was ultimately the master’s family affair, and as a disciple, it wasn’t appropriate for him to say much.

As for this Cyan Cloud Pill...