Chapter 306 Jinjiang (1)
At the moment when Yan Shixun's full-strength attack caused the earth to crack, the King of Hell reacted quickly.
With a "swish" sound, the folding fan was unfolded in the King of Hell's hand and turned neatly in his palm. When it fell into his hand again, it was as light and agile as a butterfly dancing among flowers, but the power was real, heavy and steady.
The moment the King of Hell held the folding fan in front of him, all the force sweeping towards them was blocked in front by the folding fan.
Even though the wind howled and the earth shook, the King of Hell and the people he protected behind him still stood firmly, unaffected by the impact.
The official person in charge, who had just been staggering and unable to stand steadily, felt as if the earthquake under his feet had stopped in a short moment. He had just adapted to the shaking and was unable to react, so his body fell forward by inertia.
The Taoist priest next to him quickly pulled him back.
The official person in charge thanked him and when he looked forward, he found that the King of Hell was standing in front of everyone like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea.
The strong wind blew up his long gown, causing the embroidery on it to flutter, and the roars of ferocious beasts and evil spirits came alive.
But not a single gust of wind passed around him and blew towards the people standing behind him.
The King of Hell stood there, isolating the battlefield from everything, and never giving those evil spirits on the battlefield any chance to harm anyone.
At this moment, a team member who was dizzy due to the shaking of the earth shook his head and was finally able to see the ground beneath his feet clearly.
Then, his eyes slowly widened, and he pointed at the ground in disbelief and exclaimed, "What, what is going on!"
When the people around heard the voice, they all subconsciously lowered their heads and looked over.
But this sight made everyone break out in a cold sweat.
——The ground where they were originally standing had completely collapsed without them knowing when. The soil broke apart and turned into sand and rocks that fell downwards.
And below is clearly an unfathomable dark abyss.
Pairs of scarlet eyes opened in the darkness and looked upwards coldly.
It is so densely packed that it makes one gasp and his scalp tingle.
The evil ghosts that were originally suppressed in the abyss and turned into ghost energy to cover the entire lowest level of hell, thereby concealing the existence of the core of old Fengdu, were completely freed from their restraints under this attack by Yan Shixun.
Those evil spirits scrambled to climb up along the abyss, stepping on one another, and even crushing the evil spirits used as stepping stones into a pool of blood.
A strong smell of blood permeated the abyss, mixed with the smell of rotten flesh, and rushed straight to the top of his head.
Everyone couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, looking like they were about to vomit from the fumes.
But what frightened them even more was that at this moment, they were actually standing suspended in mid-air above the abyss.
An invisible force supported them and prevented them from falling into the abyss after the earth collapsed, so they can now watch all this calmly.
Otherwise, if they fall into the abyss of evil spirits, their fate will be far more miserable than those evil spirits that were killed.
And what keeps them away from evil spirits...
Everyone slowly raised their heads and looked towards the tall figure in the front, as tall as a bamboo, with complicated and grateful eyes.
Only after experiencing the boundary between life and death can one understand the thrill and difficulty of confronting ghosts and evil spirits.
After the feeling of fear eased a little, what emerged was gratitude and emotion towards the King of Hell.
When they first met Yan Wang, they simply regarded him as a spoiled third-generation rich man. Even if he was doing variety shows, it was probably just for fun.
After returning from Guishan, some people made bets in private chats, wanting to see when this director named Zhang Wubing would give up and go home to guard his endless wealth and be a rich third-generation.
After all, not to mention how unlucky this show is, it is enough to make everyone unbelievable. It can be said to be full of disasters.
Even if it's a program that goes smoothly without any unexpected events, as a director you have to coordinate and plan, and be responsible for the affairs of so many people, which is really hard work and not easy.
It is indeed too difficult for the third generation of the rich who have never left the protection of their parents.
Moreover, some people were quite dissatisfied with Zhang Wubing, thinking that he should just be a pretty vase at home. Even if he had a poor physical condition, he should find a corner and wait for death obediently instead of coming out to hurt others.
However, no matter what impression Zhang Wubing had of him when people first met him, they could never have imagined that underneath that silly and soft smile, there was a determined man with a bone as sharp as a sword.
In times of crisis, turn the tide.
The official person in charge recalled the criticisms against Zhang Wubing that he had heard before, and now looking at the situation where everyone was well protected by the King of Hell, he couldn't help but laugh.
"After returning, do some people need to apologize?"
The person in charge lowered his voice and asked the rescue team members around him calmly.
Although these experienced rescue team members did not speak nonsense, they had more or less heard the words of their team members, as well as some voices from the media or within the department.
Hearing the official person in charge take the initiative to bring up this matter, several rescue team members nodded solemnly.
“Yes.”
"If it weren't for Director Zhang, ah no, King of Hell, we would be..."
The team member glanced down and saw the evil ghost opening its bloody mouth and swallowing the evil ghost next to it in half. With a click, only the bloody lower body of the evil ghost was left, and the bloody cross-section of the waist was facing the team member.
He was so disgusted that he retched twice and even shed physiological tears.
If it weren't for the King of Hell, they might have been the ones broken in half.
The Taoist looked at the King of Hell’s back, which was even more complicated and difficult to distinguish.
When he was young and had not yet become an apprentice, he was indeed full of imagination about his future. He occasionally dreamed of becoming famous and founding a sect, and imagined how powerful he would be and how he would be able to kill all the ghosts with one sword.
But those unrealistic dreams had dissipated as early as the first time he followed his master to witness the tragic scene of a vicious ghost killing people, the first time he faced a ghost with his own eyes, and the first time he killed a ghost with a peach wood sword alone.
He began to gradually realize the importance of talent in the path of spiritual practice, and knew the gap between himself and a true genius.
Even though he is already famous now, many people still respectfully call him Taoist priest or master.
But he knew very well that he was just an ordinary person, and it was the burden on his shoulders that made him different.
But he never imagined that he would actually be able to see the legendary King of Hell... and even be protected by him.
The Taoist priest was in a complicated mood, and he especially wanted to say to his master who had already died in the dangerous situation of evil spirits: Master, your disciple is not dead after seeing the King of Hell! The King of Hell even took the initiative to protect me!
Taoist Priest: This experience is so bizarre that I just want to write it down and pass it on to my disciples and grandchildren.
The King of Hell sensed something the first time everyone behind him looked at him.
He tilted his head slightly, glanced back with a smile, and his eyes were full of insight into the changes in everyone's thoughts.
Although that little idiot is stupid and knows nothing, he is the image that the King of Hell presents after he has almost exhausted the power of death in his soul.
Soft, kind, understanding, and has a deep attachment and love for the world.
It is the softest manifestation of the soul of the King of Hell after death.
As the King of Hell's power was exhausted, his might that once was enough to suppress all ghosts was reduced to an empty shell. He was like a flower with its thorns pulled out, coveted by all the evil ghosts but unable to protect himself.
If Zhang Wubing had not met Yan Shixun successfully, only death would have been waiting for him.
It's not only because of Zhang Wubing's physique, but also because of his pure kindness.
But what does this mean? Is it possible for fools to have good fortune?
The King of Hell chuckled in his heart.
With his current understanding of Yan Shixun, he knew very well that if he met Yan Shixun for the first time in his current image, Yan Shixun would never let him get close to him. He would only be wary of him like a demon, let alone trust him.
If you want to gain Yan Shixun's trust but don't have a good start, then this vigilant big cat will never give you your trust again.
Not to mention, he could act as a guide and lead Yan Shixun to the center of the ghost path.
The King of Hell looked at Yan Shixun from afar, with a smile in his eyes.
Even if the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, he stood at the center of all the shaking, but remained as steady as a mountain. As a pillar of support for everyone, he never wavered.
Above the abyss after the earth collapsed, everyone was suspended in mid-air because of the existence of the King of Hell.
The 100,000 ghost soldiers also stepped firmly on the darkness and did not fall into the abyss with the earth.
They had been following Fengdu for thousands of years, guarding the Yin and Yang, life and death, and were not afraid of evil spirits. At this moment when everyone was helpless, they showed their edge even more.
Ye Li indifferently glanced at the evil spirits in the abyss that were roaring and threatening him. The soldiers immediately understood Ye Li's orders and immediately rushed towards the abyss.
Yan Shixun slowly stood up and stood on the abyss in the center of the collapse. In his palm was tightly grasped the long sword that pierced through the earth and caused it to collapse.
The black fog held his feet firmly, making it feel like he was walking on flat ground when he stood in mid-air, and preventing him from falling even half an inch.
Yan Shixun noticed that Ye Li was looking at him, but he raised his eyelashes and looked at the King of Hell.
He was able to seize the opportunity and launch the attack before Jiufeng could react, without consulting anyone in advance, because he trusted Yeli and the King of Hell, believing that they had a tacit understanding with each other and knew what each should do.
The King of Hell did not let Yan Shixun down. Without him saying anything, he already knew that he had to protect everyone and relieve him of his worries.
Yan Shixun blinked and nodded slightly to the King of Hell.
The King of Hell also smiled and waved the folding fan in his hand, looking like a handsome young man.
——If you ignore the evil spirit that turned into a bloody mist under his feet.
"Xiao Xun, don't let your guard down."
Li Chengyun's gentle voice came from the side.
He stepped out from the abyss, and no evil spirit dared to approach him. His white shirt blown up by the strong wind was a bright color that could not be ignored in the darkness.
Li Chengyun has spent countless hours in the darkness of the lowest level of hell. He knows the current practices of Old Fengdu much better than anyone else present, and is therefore more vigilant.
Yan Shixun looked up, and the moment his eyes met Li Chengyun's, he suddenly felt as if he had returned to the past.
The master had always been standing beside him, looking at him with a smile and gentle and tolerant eyes, as if even if he poked a hole in the sky, the master would be able to cover him without any effort.
When he was with his master, he seemed to be able to unload the burden on his shoulders and it didn’t matter if he just was a happy child.
But soon, Yan Shixun's eyes became firm again, bright as a blade unsheathed, and the light of the blade was as bright as snow.
He quickly readjusted his breathing, and skillfully controlled the tension and relaxation of the muscles in his lean but strong body, brewing a body with powerful explosive power, enough to deal with any emergency and support any decision he made.
It was at this moment that the evil spirits that had climbed out of the abyss and pounced on everyone ferociously suddenly stopped for a moment.
Then, the panic-stricken expressions that shouldn't have appeared on their faces came into Yan Shixun's eyes.
Yan Shixun frowned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
Then, the premonition came true immediately.
——From the deepest and most distant abyss, a low but slow roar came.
It sounded like the menacing roar of some ferocious beast in rage.
The sound was full of oppression, echoing and overlapping in the abyss. The spreading roar was thrilling and soon swept across the entire hell.
The rescue team members, who had just relaxed a little, felt a chill spreading up their spine and their hair stood on end at the roar.
The instinctive fear from deep within his soul almost crushed him.
He was not the only one who had this feeling. Everyone else could feel the feeling of their soul being suppressed, like a rabbit being stared at by a hungry wolf or a ferocious beast, unable to even move.
The smile on the King of Hell's face faded, and the hand holding the folding fan tightened unconsciously.
He had realized what it was.
That is, the key among the keys that they have spent a lot of time and energy looking for.
——The most fundamental reason why old Fengdu has continued to stand for thousands of years.
The trace of ghost and divine power left behind by the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu before his death.
Before the King of Hell could speak to warn Yan Shixun, a huge change suddenly occurred in the abyss.
The evil ghosts who had been showing off their might in front of the living souls and even the ghost soldiers suddenly climbed up desperately in fear, as if they would die on the spot if they were even a little slower.
Yan Shixun's brows slowly furrowed, his heart sank slightly because of the evil spirit's commotion, and he clenched the sword in his hand.
The black fog quickly spread upward in the abyss, extending towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.
All the evil spirits along the way were swallowed up by the black fog. They didn't even have time to scream before their flesh and blood dissolved under the black fog. In an instant, only a charred skeleton was left. The bones immediately turned into powder one by one and scattered in the abyss, covered by the black fog.
Everyone who saw this scene finally understood why the evil spirit was so terrifying.
——There are stronger beings that are devouring evil spirits and turning them into their own nutrients.
Big fish eat small fish, and the strong devour the weak.
And the strongest among the ghosts is the king.
The giant beast that was roaring under the abyss and was feared by all evil spirits finally slowly emerged from the darkness under the gaze of Li Chengyun and Yan Shixun.
The first thing to emerge from the abyss was a huge head.
There were densely packed red dots all over it. Upon closer inspection, I suddenly realized that they were not red dots, but pairs of red eyeballs.
Surrounded by tens of thousands of eyeballs, the giant beast's head was embedded with three giant eyes, one was completely white, one was completely black, and the one in the middle was constantly oozing pus and blood.
Blood flowed along the giant beast's head, and the strong smell of decay could not be dispelled.
"One sees life, the other sees death. All the ghosts of the world reside in the third eye and become its power."
Li Chengyun's eyes swept calmly over the giant beast, and he understood everything in his heart. He spoke very quickly but without any sense of urgency. He calmly explained to Yan Shixun: "If you want to become a great way, you must keep yin and yang, life and death, heaven and earth, and the five elements in balance. This is the only unchanging law in the law of impermanence."
"Whoever wants to replace the Great Dao cannot escape this law, no matter who comes next. This is true even for the Ghost Dao that was born with the power of the old Fengdu."
Li Chengyun raised his eyes and looked directly at the giant beast which was only a few meters away from them, but he did not show any panic at all.
The way he looked at the giant beast was more like a delicate and slender scalpel. Under calm control, it accurately and meticulously cut through the surface texture bit by bit, seeing through the truth within the flesh and blood.
In Li Chengyun's eyes, the truth about the giant beast gradually unfolded.
"The ghost path that was born from the ghost energy of the old Fengdu is probably indeed qualified to replace the great path."
Li Chengyun frowned slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yeli in the distance. After confirming Yeli's situation, he turned back to look at the giant beast: "The Lord of Fengdu only controls death, but the giant beast in front of him already has death and rebirth, and its power has reached the ultimate balance. If it wants to completely replace the Great Dao... it is only a matter of time."
"It seems that this guy is the incarnation of that ghost power."
Li Chengyun flicked his sleeves, the worry on his face faded, and a smile reappeared on his lips: "Well done, Xiaoxun, you forced it out from its hiding place."
The most terrifying thing is that the enemy is lurking in the dark, without even a physical entity.
You want to attack, but you can't even find the target. You can only stand there blankly, anxiously waiting for the enemy to show up.
As long as the other party changes from invisible to visible, from dark to light, it means that there is a target.
It is far better than waiting without knowing where danger will come from.
Yan Shixun did not answer. He looked at the giant beast seriously, with no room for anything else in his vision.
The sound of the wind disappeared from my ears, the battlefield rapidly receded from my sight, the voices of the people around me were no longer clear, and were replaced by the low breathing roar of the giant beast.
Yan Shixun put all his mind on the giant beast, silently reciting the spell in his mind, and forming seals with his hands hanging at his sides. He lightened his breathing and carefully adjusted his muscle strength and posture.
In just a moment, he made a quick decision and decided how to deal with the giant beast in front of him.
The giant beast soon noticed Yan Shixun's presence.
In Yan Shixun, it sensed the same breath as the power that disturbed its long sleep. Coupled with the hatred of the old Fengdu for Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun attracted all the hatred and anger of the giant beast almost instantly.
The three giant eyes turned and stared at Yan Shixun.
The skin on the giant beast's head was constantly wriggling, bulging and sinking, as if tens of thousands of insects were surging under the skin.
When it got closer, Yan Shixun could see clearly that it was not a bug, but...
Countless faces.
Those ghosts that were devoured by the giant beast as nutrients, perhaps because there was still a trace of the righteous deity of the former Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, so they did not completely lose all their perception and really turned into nutrients, but retained some consciousness.
But this only makes them more painful.
The ghosts struggled under the skin of the giant beast, their faces roaring in pain, as if they were trying to break free of the beast's control over their souls, but the result was nothing but hopeless failure again and again.
Although that power originally belonged to the Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, after it was obtained by the old Fengdu spirit, it, without any divinity, chose this fastest but also most sinister method of increasing strength in order to enhance its own power.
While plundering ghosts and their powers, the ghost energy also polluted the originally pure power of ghosts and gods, causing it to degenerate and forget its original appearance as a ghost or god, and turned into a giant beast controlled by the old Fengdu.
Huge and powerful.
But it is bloated, ugly and disgusting.
Yan Shixun didn’t know how many of the souls struggling and roaring under the skin of the giant beast were innocent souls who were taken to the old Fengdu because of the trial standards of the old Fengdu.
He didn't know whether those souls had suffered unfair treatment in their lives, died in vain and were full of resentment towards death, just like Ye Li in the past, and wanted to fight for justice.
However, it is impossible to know now.
Even if those souls once had resentment, they can no longer even seek justice after death.
Yan Shixun sighed silently, then slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with sharp aggression.
The giant beast gradually revealed its complete appearance from the abyss. On its huge and bloated body, which was hundreds of meters tall, were covered ghost faces of people struggling to escape but failing.
Anyone who wanted to see it had to look up.
The official in charge felt a chill in his heart.
This giant beast that seemed to be almost as tall as the sky seemed impossible to defeat. What about Mr. Yan? Could Mr. Yan really deal with this kind of existence successfully?
Even though the official person in charge has always trusted Yan Shixun, when he saw the giant beast clearly, he couldn't help but look at Yan Shixun with worry, feeling uneasy and uncertain.
Yan Shixun looked as small as an ant when he stood in front of the giant beast.
But his tall and slender body did not show any sign of weakness or wavering. His eyes were firm, and he did not despair because of the enemy's unexpected strength. Instead, he became more violent and determined to fight.
Every cell and every inch of muscle was clamoring fiercely to kill the giant beast in front of him with his sword.
A slight smile appeared on Yan Shixun's lips.
He held a long sword in his hand and stepped forward.
"Xiao Xun."
Li Chengyun called out to his disciple softly, with a hint of worry beneath his gentle voice.
But he did not stop Yan Shixun, and fell silent again after calling out.
It seemed like that voice was just a concern and reminder to Yan Shixun, asking him to pay attention to his own safety while killing the enemy.
Li Chengyun, who had personally experienced death, knew better than anyone that what the practitioners of Taoism insisted on was their own Tao.
How could he hinder his beloved disciple from walking on the difficult but correct path?
So all the worries turned into a simple warning.
"Xiao Xun, come back alive."
Li Chengyun said calmly: "There are many people waiting for you."
Yan Shixun paused for a moment, then resumed his pace, raised his sword and walked forward firmly.
Amid the frenzy of evil spirits fleeing in panic, he went upstream and headed straight for the giant beast.
The giant beast roared towards the sky.
The roar was like thunder, causing the whole hell to tremble and shake.
The surrounding ghost energy was controlled by the giant beast and the old Fengdu, turning into thousands of sharp arrows and rushing straight towards Yan Shixun.
If those sharp arrows really fell on Yan Shixun, his body would be pierced by thousands of arrows and no trace would be left of him.
The onlookers nervously grasped the corners of their clothes, their hearts beating like drums.
Yan Shixun remained calm, with the talisman still across his chest.
He calmly raised the sword in his hand and swept it across. The ghost energy immediately shattered, and the sharp arrow was cut off, turning into powder and dissipating in the wind.
At the same time, Yan Shixun instantly exerted force with his legs, and jumped up with the power under his feet. Like an arrow from a bow, he pierced through the air and rushed towards the giant beast.
The strong wind blew up his hair that was scattered on his temples, revealing his bright and sharp eyebrows.
Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, even a giant beast would feel fear.
It had a feeling that the exorcist in front of it was not just one person. Behind him were the Lord of Fengdu and the Great Dao looking down upon him, and even the trust and expectations entrusted to him by thousands of living beings.
A heavy responsibility, but also corresponds to great power.
At the moment when Yan Shixun stared at it, the giant beast felt as if a huge wave was crashing towards it. The deterrent force was so powerful that it was terrifying. The giant beast subconsciously took a half step back. The countless ghosts that made up the giant beast were instinctively afraid and wanted to escape.
But he was forced to stay where he was by the old Fengdu.
Jiu Fengdu was furious and could only increase his strength, trying to intercept and kill Yan Shixun before he got close to the giant beast.
But Yan Shixun nimbly and agilely dodged the sharp ghost energy by leaning sideways, and even stepped on the ghost energy, using the force to his advantage, and quickly leaped upwards in the air, getting closer and closer to the giant beast.
If before today, someone had threatened Old Fengdu with the threat of an evil spirit entering its bones, telling it that a living soul would threaten the grand plan it had been preparing for a thousand years, it would have certainly sneered, thinking that the other party was merely self-righteous due to a narrow-minded perspective.
Even the ghost who had survived by chance, the old Fengdu did not take his disloyalty seriously.
When you are strong enough, no external thing can threaten you.
As its power grew and its plan was gradually completed, old Fengdu gradually became arrogant and superior again.
But it has the qualifications.
Because to the human world that has lost its ghosts and gods and the weakened power of the avenue, the ghost path is undoubtedly an irresistible force.
However, it was this arrogance that caused the old Fengdu to ignore the evil ghost that the Great Dao had high hopes for.
It originally thought that the evil spirit entering the bones was nothing more than a meaningless struggle of the Great Way to deceive itself.
But until this moment, watching Yan Shixun dodge all attacks lightly and nimbly, and even using its power as a tool to be used by Yan Shixun, approaching it quickly step by step, the old Fengdu finally panicked.
It finally realized that the Avenue had been silent all along, perhaps...
Just for this moment.
In order to allow Yan Shixun to approach it smoothly, and then accomplish something impossible that would shake the world.
Even if Old Fengdu was unwilling, at this point, he could only bite the bullet and control the giant beast to deal with Yan Shixun.
The giant beast lowered its head and growled, then raised its huge palm and swung it towards Yan Shixun.
The strong wind was like a sharp blade, scraping Yan Shixun's cheeks so hard that it hurt, and even a few streaks of blood appeared on his unruly handsome face.
The beast's claws were sharper than any sword. Even though Yan Shixun reacted quickly and dodged in time, the claws still grazed his shoulder and cut his arm.
In an instant, blood spurted out, staining the black coat.
But Yan Shixun didn't even pause. Instead, he exerted force and swung the sword in his hand fiercely towards the giant claw that was very close to him.
It was like a climbing nail, deeply inserted into the cliff.
Yan Shixun used this point of force to quickly flip over and his slender body landed lightly and flexibly on the claws of the giant beast.
Then he turned and smiled gently at the beast.
The giant beast was stunned, frightened by Yan Shixun's smile. He didn't know what he was trying to do, and where he got the confidence to be so calm and unconcerned even after being injured.
Could it be that the Lord of Fengdu and the generals were going to join forces to do something again? Could it be that the ghosts and gods who didn't even care about the heavens and the earth would really take the initiative to thoroughly help a mere evil ghost enter the bone phase?
Speculations and fear of the Lord of Fengdu made old Fengdu even more impatient and completely lost its peace.
The giant beast also lost its order and started to attack violently and no longer calmly.
And all this was shaken just because of a smile from Yan Shixun.
——Attacking the heart is the best approach.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, the smile in Yan Shixun's eyes grew deeper.
He adjusted his breathing carefully and did not pause for too long. Instead, he continued to move upwards with the attack of the giant beast. The long sword in his hand broke through the air with a sharp explosion, and the snow-like light of the sword was reflected in the eyes of the giant beast.
The beast's spirit was shaken.
The 100,000 well-trained Fengdu Yin soldiers were clearing out the evil spirits and blocking the power being transmitted to the giant beast, while also protecting Li Chengyun and others to prevent them from being affected by the aftermath of the power collision in this battle.
Although the ones fighting were Yan Shixun and the giant beast, everyone present was already very clear that this battle was actually a fight between the Great Way and the Ghost Way.
As one rises, another declines; there is no two masters in heaven and earth.
There will definitely be only one winner between the two.
And everyone sincerely hopes that the winner will be Yan Shixun.
Ye Li stared at Yan Shixun intently, he knew that this was a battle he could not intervene in.
From the very beginning, Dadao chose Yan Shixun, and in the dead end, placed the last hope on Yan Shixun.
In a desperate battle, the Great Dao pressed down the entire world.
If you win, the cause and effect between heaven and earth will be swept away, and everything will return to its original clarity and transparency, with all things thriving.
Lost...
Then the devil will take over and there will be widespread suffering.
Precisely because he clearly saw the cause and effect of all this, Ye Li knew that any interference on his part would destroy the balance maintained by Yan Shixun under this extreme state, leading to an upside-down variable in the final battle situation.
The only thing he could do was to trust Yan Shixun with his soul and divine name, and to give all his strength to Yan Shixun without reservation.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, Yan Shixun did not disappoint everyone.
He swung his body and rolled several times in the air, then immediately jumped off the bloated body of the giant beast and rushed towards the head of the giant beast.
The sword in his hand was pointing at the giant eye on the beast's head that was oozing pus and blood.
Because of such a huge commotion now, Old Fengdu can no longer avoid it, so Old Fengdu is paying close attention to every inch of hell. All the words spoken by everyone will fall into the ears of Old Fengdu, so it can learn about their plans and prepare in advance.
So when Li Chengyun was talking to Yan Shixun, he did not directly tell Yan Shixun what he saw, but was just hinting at it.
——The giant eye filled with pus and blood symbolizes the power of the beast.
As long as the eye is destroyed, the giant beast will no longer be able to draw power from the evil spirit, and even the power that has gathered in its body will collapse and scatter.
Once he entered that situation, Yan Shixun's state was the exact opposite.
As a person with evil spirits embedded in his bones, Yan Shixun has advantages that ordinary people cannot achieve when facing ghosts or even in hell.
All the ghost energy can be used by him.
And the thicker the ghost energy in a place, the thicker the power that can flow through Yan Shixun's meridians and be used by him.
When the giant beast is weak, Yan Shixun's strength will increase instead.
It's just like this, one thing grows while another grows.
Although Li Chengyun spoke cryptically, Yan Shixun understood what Li Chengyun meant the moment he heard it.
He had absolute trust in Li Chengyun, so he didn't waste even a second thinking before forming a plan in his mind, with a clear target aimed directly at the giant pus-filled eye.
Yan Shixun stared intently at the giant beast that was getting closer and closer, ignoring the other two terrifying giant eyes and the beast's skin that was sensing danger and squirming wildly. He concentrated on sending the long sword into the giant eye inch by inch.
As Yan Shixun gradually approached, old Fengdu finally discovered Yan Shixun's plan.
After being stunned, it immediately trembled with anger and roared to stop Yan Shixun. At the same time, the giant beast retreated backwards, trying to distance itself from Yan Shixun again.
However, Jiufengdu reacted too late.
The overflowing ghost energy, together with the power lent to Yan Shixun by Ye Li, has formed an irresistible momentum.
As Yan Shixun rushed towards the giant beast, his strength increased with every breath.
By now, it is difficult for anyone to ignore Yan Shixun's strong presence.
The giant beast's huge palm slapped towards Yan Shixun, leaving several bloody streaks on his face. Even his thigh was deeply pierced and bleeding, but Yan Shixun seemed to feel no pain and still moved forward firmly.
In his hand, the long sword infused with all his strength was swiftly inserted into the giant eye oozing with pus and blood at an extremely fast speed.
Even the hilt of the sword was sunk into it.
After completing the attack, Yan Shixun had no intention of continuing the fight and immediately jumped to the side, landing lightly on the shoulder of the giant beast. He took a breath, looked at the giant beast under his feet and the sky, and smiled.
At that moment, the giant beast froze in place, not moving for a long time.
Even hell is silent.
The giant beast raised its head and opened its bloody mouth. Its bloated and tall body stretched between heaven and earth, like a dead volcano.
All those who looked up at the battle situation couldn't help but tighten their hearts, anxiously waiting for the result.
After a long time, bright red blood began to flow slowly from the giant eye that was oozing pus and blood.
Along with it, there were also countless pairs of red eyeballs.
The giant beast's body began to tremble, as if it had finally come to its senses. Because of the pain and humiliation brought by being seriously injured by a mere living soul, the giant beast roared and screamed like a madman, attacking the surroundings indiscriminately without any rules, and was determined to kill the living soul that injured it.
But no matter how the giant beast struggled, Yan Shixun always stood firmly on its shoulders, easily avoiding all attacks.
As the giant beast grew weaker, endless power began to overflow from its body, rushing towards Yan Shixun.
At this moment, his strength reached its peak.
No matter whether it is the ghost way or the great way, no one between heaven and earth can match Yan Shixun's power at this moment.
No matter what he wanted to do, there was nothing that could stop him.
Even if it was the old Fengdu, or the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu came back, they could not defeat Yan Shixun.
Not to mention a giant beast that was pieced together by the power of evil spirits.
The plan was accomplished, but Yan Shixun did not become arrogant at all, nor did he feel relieved too soon.
Success will not make him hold his head high with pride, but will make him look more closely at the ground beneath his feet, and make every step as solid as before.
His self-confidence never comes from outside. His confidence always comes from the principles he adheres to.
The better the situation, the calmer and more rational you will be.
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