"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A series of sharp whistling sounds rang out, and thousands of energy roots, like giant pythons, swept across the four directions, weaving together a black curtain that blotted out the sun, turning the entire illusory Dharma Realm into a strangling purgatory.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless poisonous insects were strangled, and all sorts of insidious and vicious methods were broken in this "Dancing Python," causing the entire illusory realm to tremble violently.
But for Baek Cang: Is Lee Jaegam a god or a demon?
He stood outside the illusory realm, seemingly transcending the Three Realms and the Five Elements, and the thousand-year-old tree demon, despite its ferocity and ruthlessness, had no effect on him whatsoever.
"Little fox, you're courting death!"
Just then, eyebrows and eyes suddenly appeared on the trunk of the towering tree, emitting a long, mournful howl of shock, anger, resentment, and venom.
A strange, androgynous voice, unpredictable and shifting between male and female, rose with the howling wind, sending chills down one's spine.
Bai Cang looked up and saw a wrinkled old face appear in the center of the towering tree that reached into the clouds. It looked like an old woman with wrinkled skin and white hair, and it was twisted into a ferocious shape.
Two large, green eyes, as big as water tanks, stared at Bai Cang with resentment.
"Holy crap, it's fucking ugly!"
Bai Cang immediately felt that he had been subjected to a strong mental attack.
Compared to the thousand-year-old tree demon's impotent and furious strangulation, this "magical damage" struck straight to the heart, leaving him with an indelible psychological shadow.
"boom!"
The next moment.
Enraged, Bai Cang unleashed boundless lunar flames, like a mighty river, from the illusory ghost gate, sweeping across the thousand-year-old tree demon.
"Bone-corroding demonic mist, rise!"
Seeing this, the thousand-year-old tree demon suddenly flew into a rage, "Do you really think that this Dharma King cannot do anything to you?"
Amidst the fierce shouts, the tree hole shaped like a mouth of the thousand-year-old tree demon condensed a dark, radiant light, and suddenly spewed out a dark and cold mist, which intertwined and swirled like a swarm of billions of insects gathering to resist the erosion of the Taiyin Moon Flame.
Countless "squeaks and cries" rang out from the boundless mist as the cold, eerie fog was burned and frozen by the moon's flames, as if they were living creatures.
"Open the gates of hell!"
At the same time, an even larger rift appeared out of thin air from the illusory realm of Dharma.
Like a hundred-foot-high gate to the underworld, it transmitted an incomparably powerful force from afar.
Furthermore, gusts of eerie wind howled, and hundreds of vengeful ghosts, some beautiful and some not, appeared and disappeared amidst the howling wind.
Behind them, countless ghosts of all colors spread out to the horizon, forming a vast and eerie ghost realm. The menacing ghosts caused black frost and ice to fall from the sky.
"Kill him!"
With a fierce roar, the thousand-year-old tree demon unleashed countless ghosts that surged forth from the Gates of Hell like a tidal wave, their eerie green flames spreading across the sky like a long, dark green river.
More than a hundred vengeful ghosts, some centuries old, even manifested their true forms, draped in red wedding gowns, their long, sharp claws weaving a sinister and terrifying net.
Countless wails and howls of ghosts and wolves filled the air, their sounds truly captivating and mesmerizing.
Seeing this scene.
Bai Cang's eyes lit up: Is there really such a good thing?
But as his sleeves billowed, the Seven Returns and Nine Refinements Ghost-Slaying Altar suddenly fell from his sleeves and hovered in mid-air.
Holding the Ghostly White Bone Banner, Xiao Nie unfurled it in the air like a black banner that blotted out the sky, its frost-like aura as white as snow, weaving together a ghostly realm.
"Slay the demon, by imperial decree!"
At the same time, Bai Cang let out a soft shout, and invisible ripples instantly swept out.
The crown of the Nine Netherworlds is bestowed upon him, and the commands of the Nine Springs are gathered.
Countless vengeful spirits bowed down before this majestic figure, who resembled an emperor of the underworld. Like a rolling river, they plunged into the Xuan Shuang Ghost Realm, exhaling their life-giving ghostly energy and entrusting their souls to the Ghostly White Bone Banner.
"Water and fire refinement, rampant weapon altar, rise!"
With the cooperation of Xiao Nie, the thousand-year-old ghost king, Bai Cang subdued these vengeful spirits with almost no effort.
The cold moonlight shone down, the moon's flames swept across the sky, and the dark frost and malevolent energy intertwined.
Almost instantly, it seized control of all the vengeful spirits and ghosts from the thousand-year-old tree demon.
Then, under the tempering of water and fire, they all transformed into rampant soldiers, their bodies and minds marked with the mark of Bai Cang, taking his form.
Seeing this scene.
The thousand-year-old tree demon's eyes widened in fury, and it let out a shrill scream, "Nine Yin Maiden, you actually used her to deal with this Dharma King?"
"You brat, this is outrageous! You've gone too far!!!"
What difference is there between Bai Cang's behavior and "Fu Mu's meal" in the eyes of the thousand-year-old tree demon?
What hurt it even more was that while Xiao Nie, the Nine Yin Maiden, could be said to have been "abducted" by Bai Cang, the other Yin spirits and vengeful ghosts were delivered to its door by its own hands.
What kind of behavior is this, that of a transport team leader?
"Boom!"
In an instant, the powerless and furious thousand-year-old tree demon had already fallen into a state of madness.
Endless, dark, and cold mist surged wildly toward the deep ghost gate, disregarding even the Taiyin Moon Flame, willing to suffer the calamity of being burned alive in order to fight Bai Cang to the death.
"Disperse!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang didn't even lift his eyelids, and softly uttered a single word, causing the deep ghost gate to collapse in mid-air.
The power to pass through the gates of hell? What rubbish is that!
Once Tongyou is unleashed, he wreaks havoc!
"Aa ...
Seeing this, the thousand-year-old tree demon erupted in impotent rage once more, letting out a series of mournful howls, like wolves and foxes, filled with eerie terror and boundless fury.
The towering tree, now bearing facial features, wildly waved its thousands upon thousands of aerial roots and branches, like a thousand giant pythons dancing wildly, weaving a net that turned the entire illusory realm into a strangling inferno.
But for Bai Cang, this only made him more excited, but it couldn't cause him any harm.
Perhaps the most serious damage was that the thousand-year-old tree demon was too ugly, which seriously polluted Bai Cang's mind and aesthetic sense, causing him tons of "magical damage".
What else can we do?
The thousand-year-old tree demon is undeniably powerful; its cultivation level of Qi Refining would make it a formidable force anywhere.
The Ghost Gate Divine Power allows it to project its powerful magic from hundreds of miles away, which can be described as a "dimensional reduction attack" for many cultivators.
The Silk Puppets technique can control wooden puppets and command thousands of vengeful spirits. When combined with the Gate of Hell technique, it becomes even more powerful and domineering.
Even its immovable physical form is protected by the illusory Dharma realm, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to even find its trace, let alone harm its physical form.
This is also the real reason why it dares to stir up trouble and is not afraid to provoke the Xia Guohe Mountain Sect.
Unless True Lord Tianhe personally intervenes, even if Yuan Tiangang and the others come out in full force, they probably still won't be able to defeat it.
However, all of its advantages turned into disadvantages when facing Bai Cang, and it was completely suppressed and defeated by Bai Cang.
The final result was that Bai Cang could fight or leave as it pleased, while it could only take the beating with its head covered, without any means of counterattack.
How could this cause the thousand-year-old tree demon to feel a deep sense of fear amidst its impotent rage?
If this continues, it will definitely die!
With this in mind, the thousand-year-old tree demon's thoughts raced, and he immediately made a painful decision!
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