Super Divine Daoist Skill
Chapter 266 - 265: Trouble (Subscription Request)

Chapter 266: Chapter 265: Trouble (Subscription Request)

Boom!

The door opened on its own without any wind, and Bai Ziyue stepped out of the room. At a glance, he saw the slightly tired eyes of the Little Black Dog, revealing a hint of relief.

Slightly stunned, he hadn’t expected that it had guarded the door the entire day without closing its eyes.

"A reward for you,"

Bai Ziyue chuckled softly, and three Blood Coagulation Pills shot out directly.

Awooo!

The Little Black Dog howled excitedly, leaping up and swallowing all three Blood Coagulation Pills in one gulp.

As it savored the instant when the robust essence qi exploded in its mouth, the dog’s eyes squinted in happiness, only opening after a long while.

"Let’s go, accompany me for a trip to Qilian Mountain."

Bai Ziyue flipped and jumped onto the Little Black Dog’s back. The aura around him, originally light and strong, even somewhat fierce and formidable, suddenly gradually restrained itself, maintaining at the level of a Second-class Expert.

Second-class Expert, not too strong or too weak, wouldn’t be despised or bullied by powerful figures, and wouldn’t have anyone blindly causing him trouble, which was most suitable for him.

Without attracting anyone’s attention, Bai Ziyue left Dongxuan Market straightforwardly, heading towards Qilian Mountain.

*Having the Little Black Dog made traveling much more convenient.*

*With some time on his hands, he intended to refine the Soul-Gathering Banner thoroughly to more than seventy-two restrictions, possibly achieving a transformation into the Earthly Fiend Restriction, becoming a top-level Dharma Artifact.*

On the journey, Bai Ziyue’s eyes moved, and with a flip of his hand, the Soul-Gathering Banner appeared in his hand.

This Soul-Gathering Banner, after his refinement, had enhanced to the level of sixty-nine restrictions; its quality was considered decent among high-level Dharma Artifacts.

*However, naturally, he was more eagerly looking forward to its transformation into a top-level Dharma Artifact.*

Thinking of this, Bai Ziyue didn’t hesitate. Spiritual power surged, sketched, and instantly a restriction formed, turning into a stream of light that directly imprinted on the Soul-Gathering Banner.

The ghost qi of the Soul-Gathering Banner surged vigorously, and amid the rustling sounds, after a hundred breaths, it finally returned to calm.

"Indeed, as my Martial Arts Realm advanced to the Innate Realm, my spiritual power also transformed, growing more than twice as strong, greatly enhancing the speed of inscribing restrictions and refining magical artifacts."

With a joyful heart, Bai Ziyue’s face showed a faint smile.

Without delay, another restriction gradually took shape under the drive of his spiritual power.

Seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two...

At the moment the seventy-second restriction was inscribed onto the Soul-Gathering Banner, his breath trembled, revealing a look of nervousness.

For a long while, the Soul-Gathering Banner showed no change.

Bai Ziyue’s face remained expressionless, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed inside.

The seventy-two restrictions did not transform into the Earthly Fiend Restriction, and naturally, the Soul-Gathering Banner didn’t become a top-level Dharma Artifact.

Perceiving that this artifact hadn’t reached its material limit, Bai Ziyue gave it some thought and began inscribing again.

Seventy-three, seventy-four, seventy-five...

The enhancement of spiritual power not only made inscribing restrictions much easier than before, but also allowed inscribing far more restrictions than before.

At the moment the eighty-first ordinary restriction was inscribed onto the Soul-Gathering Banner.

Buzz!

A thick, rich Yin Attribute Energy surged out instantly, the intense coldness couldn’t help but make the Little Black Dog shiver.

Immediately, Bai Ziyue clearly perceived the rapid fusion and transformation of the restrictions within the Soul-Gathering Banner.

One by one, the restrictions were dissolved, followed by the emergence of a completely new restriction, filled with Yin Attribute Power, in his spiritual perception.

"Earthly Fiend Restriction!"

Bai Ziyue couldn’t help but reveal a look of delight on his face.

"The Soul-Gathering Banner had finally transformed into a top-level Dharma Artifact."

Feeling the powerful aura emitted from the magical artifact in his hand, Bai Ziyue’s heart stirred. With a quick flip of his hand, a black bead appeared in his hand.

Soul-locking Bead!

This Soul-locking Bead was precisely something he had exchanged from the Cyan Cloud Pavilion. A total of ten, each bead contained over a hundred ghost entities with solidified soul bodies.

They were prepared specifically for the Soul-Gathering Banner.

The Soul-Gathering Banner’s rank had increased, transforming into a top-level Dharma Artifact, but it still couldn’t exert too much power due to the lack of a Main Soul within.

Without the protection of a Main Soul, its power was naturally limited.

Spiritual power surged, and the Soul-Gathering Banner swelled against the wind. Then he lightly tapped the Soul-locking Bead with his hand.

In an instant, innumerable ghost entities, like sparrows scattering, rapidly rushed in all directions.

However, Bai Ziyue, already prepared, immediately activated the Soul-Gathering Banner.

In an instant, ghost qi swept through, and a hundred ghost entities with solidified soul bodies were absorbed into the Soul-Gathering Banner almost without resistance.

Buzz!

Like a black purgatory, these ghost entities went mad the moment they entered the Soul-Gathering Banner, starting to attack, bite, and devour each other.

Bai Ziyue’s expression remained unchanged, and with another flip of his hand, he took out another Soul-locking Bead.

One after another, in the blink of an eye, the Yin Souls from the ten Soul-locking Beads all swelled out and were subsequently absorbed into the Soul-Gathering Banner.

The ghostly atmosphere was haunting, with various mournful howls piercing through, chilling one’s heart.

Finally, after an hour.

Bai Ziyue lightly tapped on the Soul-Gathering Banner.

The ghost qi gradually gathered, returning to calm.

At this moment, within the Soul-Gathering Banner, eighty-one Main Souls also appeared.

Each Main Soul had a ferocious and terrifying face, their Soul Bodies solidified and manifested, with extremely strong auras, at least equivalent to Martial Artists at the Peak of Inner Cultivation.

"Eighty-one Main Souls, if the Yin Souls are sufficient, should be able to elevate them to a level equivalent to the Inner Power Realm, or even a Third-class Expert.

By then, this Top-level Dharma Artifact would truly unleash its formidable power, capable of standing against Innate Realm Martial Artists or Enlightenment Realm Cultivators."

"However, even now, the combined force of eighty-one Main Souls that are equivalent to the Peak of Inner Cultivation isn’t too much weaker than a Second-class Expert."

Bai Ziyue, quite satisfied, waved his hand to put away the Soul-Gathering Banner, then calmed and concentrated to recover his previous expenditures.

...

"Soul Energy +562, +642, +185, +1821..."

Crossing a great river, waves of Soul Energy surged as the information swept past his eyes.

Bai Ziyue’s face showed slight surprise as Yaoyao looked towards the distant mountains, a hint of shock in her eyes, "Soldiers?"

Looking afar, a group of government soldiers, numbering no less than three thousand, marched in slightly orderly steps, some using long bows, others holding potent ranged weapons, attacking numerous mountain bandits at a high mountain.

Every now and then, figures of extraordinary strength dashed like apparitions in the crowd, mowing down many with heavy casualties.

Rolling boulders also inflicted damage on the soldiers, while some government siege weapons unleashed devastating power, causing chaos and countless deaths and injuries.

"Kill!"

"Charge!"

Amid the mountains and forests, shouts and roars filled the air, setting a scene of intense battle.

"What a coincidence, the soldiers are launching a thunderous assault on Qilian Mountain."

Bai Ziyue’s eyes flickered as he seemed to recognize a familiar figure, he murmured slightly, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

"However, this has nothing to do with me, I only want the Wood Attribute Spiritual Object, the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart.

This military siege might be a calamity for Qilian Mountain, but not necessarily for me.

At least it makes it somewhat easier for me to penetrate deep into Qilian Mountain.

Moreover, my Soul Energy continues to increase swiftly..."

Bai Ziyue pondered, then patted the head of the Little Black Dog lightly, and circumvented from afar.

He intended to seize the opportunity to delve in as the soldiers were engaged in battle with the Qilian Mountain bandits and other forest outlaws.

This wasn’t difficult for him.

As for the surge in Soul Energy, it didn’t surprise him.

The range of the Attribute Panel’s influence always rapidly expanded with his growing strength.

Now that his Martial Arts Cultivation had advanced to the Innate Realm, naturally, the range of the Attribute Panel’s influence had also greatly increased.

Even three thousand meters away, he could absorb Soul Energy.

Those government combat zones happened to be within a three-thousand-meter range.

...

In a spacious grand hall, nearly a hundred fighters stood densely packed.

At the top of the hall, nine chairs were aligned.

This was the main hall of Qilian Mountain, with nine chairs corresponding to the nine peaks and nine Peak Masters of Qilian Mountain.

Among the nine chairs, seven were occupied, with the third and seventh chairs vacant.

"Great Peak Master, the army is pressing in, what do you suggest we do?"

At this time, the fourth in line, wielding a giant axe, with eyes bulging like copper bells, a burly man spoke helplessly.

"For ten years, we Qilian Mountain and the government had lived in peace, staying on the mountain with various powers offering tribute, drinking large bowls of wine, and eating big chunks of meat. How wonderful! How did it come to this point?"

The sixth in line, a burly man with a seemingly honest face, spoke angrily.

"This catastrophe, at its root, should be blamed on the third.

If he hadn’t accepted instructions from the Gu God Sect Immortal Master and attacked that supposedly injured Immortal Master Fan, how would we have gotten into such a mess?

Now he’s gone, ending cleanly, taking the seventh with him, yet leaving us with such a calamity."

The second in line, a tall, thin middle-aged man with a pointed nose and sinister eyes spoke.

His aura was imposing, with a gloomy presence, he was the rare Innate Realm master in the room.

He was the Second Peak Master of Qilian Mountain, Double-Bladed Saber Huang He.

"I guess the third didn’t anticipate that the supposedly injured Immortal Master Fan was actually a disciple of Jiuhua Immortal Palace, already at the Enlightenment Realm, and merely bided his strength, turning the tables on him..."

Someone sighed, defending him.

"Heh, a likely story.

Did he not understand that someone who even the Gu God Sect Immortal Master dared not easily confront, wouldn’t be a simple character?

Now it is our Qilian Mountain that has become the scapegoat in the conflict between two major Immortal Technique sects."

The middle-aged man in the second position sneered.

"Enough, this isn’t the time for assigning blame, let’s handle this crisis first."

Sitting in the middle, the First Peak Master, Zhang Xiaofeng, exerted his presence slightly silencing others, then said with a cold smile, "Three thousand soldiers? Let’s see just how determined General Qii is to clash with us.

If we don’t scatter those three thousand men, how can we avoid being looked down upon by the world?"