The black-armored spirit paused slightly, then raised its broadsword to strike again.
But before the greatsword, brimming with ferocious power, could fall, it was caught by Ying Liu with one hand.
His current aura is completely different from before. Endless Yin energy surges and flows around him, and his wounds are rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With a simple grip, it exerted immense force, firmly controlling the black-armored spirit's arm and rendering him unable to move.
Feeling that immense, primordial force, Ying Liu's lips curled into a smile. "My turn!"
After speaking, he clenched his fist and threw a punch. The fist, filled with black energy, slammed heavily into the face of the black-armored spirit, sending it flying backward and crashing heavily onto the steps.
Before the black-armored spirit could even get up, Ying Liu had already landed behind him, his fists raining down like a storm, with loud "bang bang bang" sounds echoing through the air.
After a fierce attack, cracks began to appear in the black-armored spirit's armor.
Ying Liu frowned slightly. "It's quite tough!"
After speaking, he raised his fist high, and endless black energy gathered towards it, swirling around and cleansing the power of his fist.
With the support of the black aura, the power of this punch reached its peak, and the terrifying force shook the void.
Then he threw a punch, the fist carrying terrifying power, which landed on the face of the black-armored spirit, instantly shattering its soul and causing it to disappear from the spot.
Upon seeing this, Ying Liu's expression shifted slightly. "My brother was right after all. This power is truly beyond imagination."
He could somewhat understand why those evil spirits were so fixated on his Yin body.
Those evil spirits already possessed a certain level of cultivation; if they were to wield such immense power, it would be unimaginable how powerful they could become.
After destroying the black-armored Yin Spirit, Ying Liu dared not delay and continued rushing upwards up the stairs.
The binding force of the underworld on him is now negligible, and he moves with incredible speed.
Along the way, numerous evil spirits rushed towards him, howling as they tried to seize his body, but he simply waved his hand, and terrifying power dispersed them all.
Soon, Ying Liu finally reached the top and stood in front of the Myriad Souls Flute.
Just as he reached out to take it, a wave of yin energy spread out from the Ten Thousand Souls Flute, and countless yin spirits rushed out, howling and roaring, tearing at his flesh.
"Mine! It's mine!"
"Damn it! You deserve to die!"
"Help me! Help me!"
Countless vengeful spirits wailed, trying to stop Ying Liu.
This is the power of the Soul Flute, which drives all evil.
The immense Yin energy prevented Ying Liu's hand from falling, and countless vengeful spirits roared and attacked him.
Ying Liu frowned slightly, his gaze was intense, and Yin energy surged around him. Even as his flesh was being torn apart and his soul was being devoured, he did not stop what he was doing.
With a furious roar, Ying Liu unleashed a tornado of Yin energy. Even as part of his arm turned to black smoke, he relentlessly grabbed for the Myriad Soul Flute, shouting, "You! Are mine!"
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Outside, Xiaoyao unleashed his last talisman, then collapsed to the ground.
He looked up at the sky and saw countless evil spirits surging in again, their power much greater than before, and their numbers several times greater, filling the entire sky.
Under the onslaught of so many powerful evil spirits, even after expending its cultivation, the Buddhist wall began to falter, and cracks began to appear.
Xiaoyao's eyes darkened. "It seems I have to apologize to His Majesty."
I promised to take good care of them, but it seems I can't now.
Meanwhile, the little guy was also jolted back by a force and fell to the ground with a thud.
He looked up and felt his vision blurring. He was trembling and almost fell to the ground.
The little guy frowned, "I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer."
As the entrance to the underworld shrank, the little guy's eyes dimmed slightly.
His body had reached its limit; if it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have already fallen into a deep sleep.
Looking at the entrance to the underworld, Xiaoyao sighed, "Perhaps this is the Sixth Prince's fate. We have done our best."
Both he and the little guy tried their best, but this was all they could do.
"Ding Ling!"
The next instant, the Buddhist wall shattered, and countless powerful evil spirits roared and rushed towards the two of them.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyao panicked and quickly stood up to shield the little guy, "Young master, be careful!"
He could sense that the little guy's aura was extremely weak. The extreme depletion of his strength had weakened his soul and spirit, like a flickering candle that might be extinguished at any moment.
In this state, if the little one were to be attacked by these powerful evil spirits, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Just then, a flute melody suddenly came from the sky.
Xiaoyao was taken aback and looked in the direction of the flute music, which was the entrance to the underworld.
As the flute music began and the entrance to the underworld closed, a figure emerged from the entrance.
Accompanying it was a monstrous aura of yin energy; with each step it took, the void would tremble.
As the flute music began, countless vengeful spirits appeared behind Ying Liu, roaring and raging like wild beasts out of control.
A terrifying power emanated from the area, enveloping the world behind Ying Liu, as if it were about to devour everything.
Ying Liu put down his flute, his gaze turning cold as he looked at the endless evil spirits in the sky. "Tear them apart!"
After he finished speaking, countless vengeful spirits soared into the sky, determined to turn the heavens into a battlefield and create a hellish place.
As the Yin energy surged wildly, Ying Liu stood in that hellish place, like a terrifying demon god.
The Lord of All Yin has descended!
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