"Bang!"
Chan Master Dajing, still in a daze, was completely unable to dodge. His ears were viciously struck by the two opposing sets of knuckles. His entire bald head was struck with such force that it emitted streaks of golden light, like a golden egg shattering.
The impact sent Chan Master Dajing's body swaying in the air, his face alternating between expressions of struggle and pain. He showed no signs of counterattacking.
What no one noticed was that as Li Yan's knuckles struck Chan Master Dajing's head, several wisps of black qi from the peaks of his fists took advantage of the slight cracks smashed into the opponent's protective light shield and drilled toward Chan Master Dajing's ears.
Under normal circumstances, Chan Master Dajing would never have allowed this to happen. But at this moment, he was like a wooden statue. Moreover, Li Yan had put his full strength into this blow, finally managing to crack a sliver of the opponent's protective golden light.
However, under Li Yan's full-powered strike, Chan Master Dajing also instantly regained a sliver of clarity. The magical power in his body surged like a tide, swiftly mending the cracks that had just appeared on his protective shield.
Ninety-nine percent of the black qi was immediately blocked, but a single trace still managed to enter his ear.
After this one strike, Li Yan had no intention of stopping to observe or holding back.
In an instant, Li Yan's entire body transformed into a golden shockwave that shot straight forward. The Five Elements Return to Primordial Genesis was operating at full power. He had now completely converted his magical power into the sharpest, most offensive metal-attribute magical power. Combined with the formidable strength of his physical body, his fists and feet arrived in a flurry.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Chan Master Dajing's body was bent into an arc, his hands and feet outstretched, his back bulging high, and his chest and abdomen deeply caved in as he was continuously forced back, looking like a bow-backed golden shrimp.
And so, golden light flashed between the two. In just two or three breaths, Chan Master Dajing was blasted back several thousand zhang from his original position.
"Not good!"
The Sixth Sir was the first whose expression changed drastically. With a flicker of his body, he was about to rush over.
"Amitabha! Benefactor, what do you think you are doing?"
Although Arhat Yiye didn't know how the situation had turned upside down again in an instant, this was not the time to investigate the reason. How could he let his opponent pass? With a flash, he blocked the Sixth Sir's path.
The Sixth Sir's face was so grim that it looked as if water could drip from it…
The two Demonic Generals on the other side, although a beat slower to react than the Sixth Sir, had already abandoned Wei Zhongran and were charging towards Li Yan from the side.
Wei Zhongran, whose eyes were already crimson, was initially stunned by the turn of events on Li Yan's side. But he had spent an unknown amount of time in the Devil's Cliff Crevice and was more than familiar with the demon cultivators' bag of tricks. How could he let them interrupt Li Yan's attack?
He let out a soft shout.
"Go!"
The two Ebony Gold Great Hammers transformed into two leopard heads and shot toward the mid-stage Demonic General's back like a meteor chasing the moon.
At the same time, his hands rapidly formed a seal in front of his chest. He pointed towards the other side. The initial-stage Demonic General, who was rapidly retreating and changing course to fly towards Li Yan, suddenly froze. A pitch-black character for "Gate" had appeared silently in front of him. If not for his keen senses, he would have crashed right into it. The inside of that "Gate" character seemed to be a bottomless abyss, with chilling winds blowing from it. If some of the Golden Core cultivators below were to see it, they would find it extremely similar to Li Wuyi's blood-red "Gate" character…
At this moment, Li Yan was like a mad demon. Taking advantage of his opponent's lack of recovery, he pressed his attack against Chan Master Dajing's physical body relentlessly.
Li Yan knew that monks were essentially Body Cultivators, one of the toughest types of cultivators. Therefore, in his tens of thousands of attacks, he continuously mixed in various potent poisons with his fists and feet.
In the first few thousand attacks, Li Yan could still feel a faint, throbbing pain from his hands and feet. Chan Master Dajing's body shone with a brilliant golden light. But later on, every punch he threw would tear off large chunks of rotting flesh. Chan Master Dajing's exposed protective golden light also sputtered and flashed. The exposed bones were no longer crystalline but had turned a grayish-black, and a foul stench filled the air.
Chan Master Dajing's agonized screams had not stopped from the beginning. By the time he finally managed to break free from the Willpower backlash, he had already lost the best opportunity to defend himself. His once-proud, indestructible vajra body was now in tatters. Countless fine cracks appeared on his crystalline bones, which were as hard as refined steel, and they looked on the verge of complete collapse.
What terrified Chan Master Dajing the most was that his Nascent Soul had become drowsy and sluggish.
'Not good, he has a potent poison that targets the Nascent Soul!'
Chan Master Dajing thought to himself. But the intense pain, like being sliced by a thousand knives, wracked his body. His magical power had been beaten into disarray and could not be gathered, preventing him from establishing an effective defense. His body slid backward, and apart from screaming, he had no time to send a voice transmission or call for help.
He suddenly remembered something. Qi Jinghong, who was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, had not managed to have his Nascent Soul escape either. This should have alerted them. A Nascent Soul cultivator's greatest trump card was not their cultivation, nor their various talismans, but their Nascent Soul itself. It could instantly escape the physical body, traveling a thousand li in a breath, without a fixed direction.
But because Li Yan had killed Qi Jinghong too quickly, and everyone was busy fighting their own opponents, no one had paid attention to how exactly Li Yan had done it. They were more focused on the fact that he could shoot out a speck of a blood-red Magical Treasure. They instinctively assumed that Qi Jinghong had been careless and hadn't defended against the object in Li Yan's hand.
Therefore, even when Li Yan was trapped by his Willpower, Chan Master Dajing still hadn't approached, instead casting his arts from a distance. He was guarding against that strange, blood-red Magical Treasure in Li Yan's hand!
But he had never imagined that Li Yan could break free from the shackles of his Willpower in an instant. To this day, Chan Master Dajing still didn't know how Li Yan had done it. He also could have never imagined that Li Yan possessed something as vicious as "Nascent Poison."
If this poison were used in a normal duel, it would be difficult for it to be effective. After all, no cultivator would like to readily release their Nascent Soul. But Li Yan had seized every opportunity for skin contact, which was what made poison cultivators so terrifying. Without absolute certainty, one should never have any skin contact with a poison cultivator. It was their best and most direct opportunity to attack.
And all of this was achieved when the few arts Li Yan had cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage had not even reached lesser completion. At this time, Li Yan's physical body no longer had the essence blood of the Undead Nether Phoenix or the subsequent cultivation method of the Qiongqi Purgatory Art. So, even though his physical body was strengthened again after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage due to the breakthrough in his realm, and it was much stronger than that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, he could no longer achieve the kind of absolute suppression of cultivators of the same rank as before.
Apart from that mysterious Blood River, the only thing Li Yan could bring out was the "Fragmented Poison Body." He had to seize every opportunity he could.
However, at this moment, Li Yan had other pleasant surprises in his heart.
Just now, the thing that had instantly broken through the Willpower attack that gave all cultivators a headache was, unbelievably, the "Five Elements Return to Primordial Genesis," which he had always considered an auxiliary cultivation method. The moment his body was entangled by the various threads of karma, the "Five Elements Return to Primordial Genesis" had started to operate on its own almost instantly.
In a flash, the magical power in his three main meridians formed three five-elemental cones!
With his internal magical power already obstructed, it had proactively communicated with the five elements of heaven and earth, giving Li Yan a new source of spiritual power. The moment they were formed, they charged toward the threads of karma enveloping his meridians…
It was important to remember that this was the heartland of the Malevolent Spirit Sect. Although the concentration of the external five elements was not as rich as in each disciple's own cave residence, it was still an excellent place that those first-rate sects could only dream of occupying for their daily cultivation.
The inner five elements were constrained, but the outer five elements possessed endless power of rules. With the "Five Elements Return to Primordial Genesis" responding from within and without, although the threads of karma were layered upon each other, the power of the external five elements of heaven and earth carried by the golden cone tips was even stronger. When the two clashed, the Willpower threads were like hemp ropes wrapped around a dam, and they were all snapped with destructive force.
The Willpower was controlled by Chan Master Dajing's Divine Sense. After those Willpower threads were broken, they were like headless flies, crashing and rampaging within his Divine Soul. In that instant, Chan Master Dajing's Sea of Consciousness was filled with a chaotic mix of pleas, wishes, entreaties, and prayers…
And all of this was something Li Yan had never anticipated!
'Five Elements Return to Primordial Genesis… Primordial Genesis… the most primitive chaotic power. Could Willpower also be a type of five-elemental power? The power of Primordial Genesis…'
Li Yan only had time for this one thought before he focused all his attention on the attack. But he seemed to have realized that the name of this cultivation method likely held a deeper meaning. Since Chan Master Dajing was immobilized just as he had been before, it was the perfect opportunity to "administer medicine"!
And he absolutely had to lock down the opponent's Nascent Soul to have a chance to completely destroy him. With every strike, Li Yan recklessly infused all kinds of fragmented poisons.
Chan Master Dajing, with his indestructible vajra body, had long lost his human form. As his green and black tendons were broken, they flew up with his flesh, his mangled body looking as if it were covered in dancing earthworms. Under the flickering golden light of his Dharma body, his five viscera and six bowels began to spill from the air, like a rotten cloth bag with no bottom…
Li Yan still pressed on relentlessly, pushing against Chan Master Dajing's physical body, his fists, elbows, and knees falling like a torrential storm. He looked like a bloodthirsty hyena. Every tear brought with it a large spray of blood, and the "zzzz..." sounds were endless!
He beat out a long, sliding rainbow of blood across the sky, a shocking sight to behold.
"Boom!"
With another loud bang, a figure shot out from a rain of blood. It was, of course, Li Yan, who now looked like a demon god. His clothes were also torn, revealing his strong, dark skin, which was stained with blood. However, he was holding several Storage Pouches, which should have belonged to Chan Master Dajing.
Chan Master Dajing might have felt it was inappropriate for a monk to wear a storage ring, so he still hung several monk's sash pouches from his waist in his daily life. At the same time, the string of prayer beads that had been floating above his head had also disappeared.
After charging out, Li Yan immediately looked around, the power of his Divine Sense sweeping out and spreading endlessly into the distance.
"No need to look. The opponent's Nascent Soul has already fled. Quickly, help your Master!" Mo Qing's voice instantly echoed in Li Yan's mind.