Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 859 - 482 The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

859: Chapter 482: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

I Can Now Withstand Wind from Eight Directions!

(Part 2)

859: Chapter 482: The Path of the Holy Demon, True Technique Level 24!

I Can Now Withstand Wind from Eight Directions!

(Part 2)

Who said the Human Race has no eminent men, when even the nine mighty Ghost Kings fear Pure Yang.

When the Taoist first exhibited the fusion of the Sacred and the Devilish, his power was so great it made one’s heart tremble.

“Are you…

Pure Yangzi?”

“You old thing, to think you have not yet died, always lurking within the Dao Zhen Sect, even advancing further when already at the top.”

Extreme Origin surged like raging waves, rolling backwards through the heavens.

The nine Ghost Kings, seeing the coming storm of Golden Purple Extreme Origin like monstrous waves, couldn’t help but recall a man from thousands of years ago with whom they had battled unceasingly.

Amid their stun and horror, the nine Ghost Kings exchanged glances, and in the blink of an eye, decided to kill this man.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…

Nine dull thuds in succession, the nine Ghost Kings joined palms, combining techniques, and nine massive flags soared into the sky from behind them, their banners unfurled, covering the sun and blinding the sky.

In an instant, they transformed into a gigantic dark prison encapsulating the Taoist within. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Above the dark canopy, a fierce Heavenly Wind suddenly arose.

The Mystic Yin Banner brought from the Foreign Region displayed bizarre and formless substances in the darkness—perhaps a whispering sound, a strange image, a peculiar streak of light, or even a booming sound…

Within the Great Formation, it seemed as if all things between heaven and earth had fallen silent.

Only the Taoist’s radiant Soul Light Divine Radiance, which connected heaven and earth, stubbornly emitted a holy brilliance, lighting up a corner of the darkness.

“Haha, Pure Yangzi, it turns out your cultivation has not fully matured.

Truly, heaven hasn’t cut off all paths—my Ghost Race will definitely rule this realm.”

“And your name will stink for ten thousand years, passed and altered by the Ghost Puppets, do you regret it?”

At this moment, the figures of the nine Ghost Kings had already disappeared into the darkness, vanished without a trace, leaving only a bizarre voice, neither fully male nor female, echoing from the canopy.

“Heretical powers dare to babble before me.”

“I think you no longer wish to live.”

“Pure Yang Forbidden Law: Eternal Silence of Celestial Being.”

The Taoist’s expression was fierce, his Extreme Origin swelled once more around him, disregarding his approaching end of life span; he had reached the pinnacle of Holy Skill, pushing the limits of the Soul Ignition Technique.

Sitting withered in the Abyss for five thousand years, his achievements were not merely finding the Path of the Sacred Devil.

A thousand years ago, he had transformed over half of his Extreme Origin into the Holy Demon State through the Golden Purple Extreme Origin, thus revitalizing the Soul Ignition Transformation Secret Technique.

This secret technique was devilishly effective; originally the Soul Ignition consumed one’s own lifespan, but one day a thousand years ago, the Taoist made further progress in understanding the terrifying consumption of Divine Skills by the Demon Sun State.

Why should the Soul Ignition only burn his own lifespan?

Couldn’t others chip in a part?

Once the inspiration struck, endless trials followed.

As he deepened his understanding of the Path of the Holy Demon, after absorbing the true essence of Pure Yang Thirteen Blazes All in Void, he fundamentally transformed the Soul Ignition Transformation Secret Technique five hundred years ago.

After merging the Sacred with the Devil, a secret technique that originally required burning two hundred years of lifespan now only required him to give up sixty years.

The remaining seventy percent would be borne by his enemies; only then did it seem fair.

Boom!

Accompanied by the terrifying purple flames spiraling from the Taoist’s body, he stomped one foot down, and with the contours of the nine Ghost Kings rising within his Heart Lake, a frightening stream of light immediately soared to the skies!

Chasing the wind, igniting the flame of belief!

Burning passionate blood, throwing the final punch!

Pure Yang!

Pure Yang!

“Take this punch!”

High in the sky, a circle of bizarre flames suddenly burst forth, illuminating the nine fearsome Ghost Shadows surrounded by the unified Extreme Origin, their ghostly aura sinister.

“Holy shit, what is this ghostly thing, why do I feel like my yin lifespan suddenly dropped by one hundred and forty years.”

The Ghost Kings, their bodies aflame with intense Yin Qi, thick and dense ghostly Qi immediately erupted, extinguishing the bizarre purple fire on their bodies.

They were shocked to their core, clueless about what strange Divine Skill this was.

“Pity, my lifespan is short, otherwise I’d burn you rascals alive.”

The Taoist looked at the nine ghostly shadows above him, a trace of regret flashing through his heart.

He always felt this secret technique had infinite potential, which could achieve wonders under certain conditions.

“But!

I’ve caught you!”

Determination flashed across the Taoist’s eyes, his flowing bright blue hair trailing behind him, turning into an unusual golden purple from the neck down.

Only the tenth part of his head that hadn’t transformed was his weakness.

Alas, the nine Ghost Kings had arrived a bit too early.

“Pure Yang!

Pure Yang!”

The Taoist, wild, tore through the dark space.

Magnificent and vast, stretching across ten thousand miles.

The Path of the Sacred Devil, with me invincible, with death not living!

He had no time left; today was a leap to great heights—succeed or die!

Righteous in both the sacred and the demonic paths, true to his heart.

The Taoist knew that today’s battle was not for the people of the world.

This punch was for those giant hands that had pulled him out of the Snow Nest.

Facing the dense bizarre substances, the Taoist rose like a beam of dawn piercing through heaven and earth.

No matter how powerful the bizarre substances trying to corrode his Cultivation Body or his beliefs, under the all-consumptive power of the Golden Purple Extreme Origin, all would eventually turn to a wisp of smoke and dissipate.

“Damn it!

We need to stop him!”

“It’s time for that move!

No point hiding it anymore.”

“Together, let’s form the Ghostly Yama Emperor Likeness!”

“Alright!

I’ll form the head!”

High in the sky, the nine Ghost Kings’ Divine Thoughts converged, and in an instant, they made up their minds, their bodies merging into streaming light, which instantly formed a huge Yin Ghost Dharma Likeness!

Adorning its head with a high crown, condensed to the utmost ghostly Qi formed pearls, draping from the crown, regal and mysterious, Divine Light swirling around, seemingly harboring endless secrets within.