Faced with the surging yin energy, the abbot's eyes remained indifferent. "An evil spirit is an evil spirit. Its existence in the world will only harm people. It must be expelled!"
Ying Liu's eyes were icy cold. "Those evil spirits that have been harassing me, I haven't seen you, you old bald monk, exorcise them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a stream of yin energy swept down, heading straight for the abbot.
The terrifying power was like a ferocious beast, stirring up gusts of wind.
Faced with the overwhelming Yin energy, the abbot remained calm, clasped his hands together, and a Buddha-light emerged, forming a Buddha-wall that blocked the overwhelming Yin energy from falling in front of him.
The yin energy struck the Buddha wall, but it vanished instantly, like a stone falling into the sea, without a trace.
Seeing this, Ying Liu snorted coldly and took out the Myriad Soul Flute.
Looking at the Soul-Sealing Flute, its Yin energy surging wildly, the abbot's gaze turned slightly cold. "Do you know how many people this extremely evil object will kill?"
Ying Liu ignored him and began to play the Ten Thousand Souls Flute.
As the flute sounded, countless howls echoed from the surging black mist, their mournful cries sending chills down one's spine.
"kill!"
Ying Liu let out a low cry, and countless vengeful spirits flew out from the black mist.
Those were countless skeleton soldiers, their bodies surrounded by raging black energy, their eyes flashing with red, sinister light, their claws gripping sinister swords surging with black energy, a vast expanse of white pressing down on the abbot.
Soon, the skeleton raised the Yin Sword and slashed at the Buddha wall.
The slashing Yin sword came down fiercely, but it was like throwing an egg against a rock, unable to create the slightest ripple.
Even under the awe-inspiring golden light, the skeletons at the forefront were instantly reduced to ashes and dispersed.
Seeing this, Xiaoyao frowned. "Buddhism and Taoism have an innate advantage over the unorthodox path. If it weren't for the huge difference in power, I'm afraid the Sixth Young Master would be in grave danger."
All things in the universe are interconnected, mutually generating and mutually restraining.
It's understandable to be at a disadvantage when encountering a battle where you are inherently countered.
But this disadvantage is not what Xiaoyao wants to see.
The skeletons charged forward relentlessly, only to be repeatedly suppressed by the Buddha's light, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air. Ying Liu frowned slightly.
But he did not give up, and continued to play the Flute of Ten Thousand Souls.
As the flute music began, a continuous stream of skeletons roared out and surged towards the Buddha wall.
This is the power of the Myriad Souls Flute. Once a contract is signed, one will swear allegiance to the death, and will not hesitate even if it means being like a moth drawn to a flame.
Countless vengeful spirits followed closely behind, charging towards the Buddha wall. Their faces were distorted, no longer recognizable as human, and their bodies were surrounded by surging Yin energy. Their wailing was so loud that it made people tremble.
The abbot's gaze remained calm throughout. As the Buddhist scriptures were chanted, golden light continuously surged toward the Buddha wall, strengthening its power.
Countless vengeful spirits and skeletons charged forward, their numbers almost filling the entire hall, continuously surging towards the Buddha wall.
Even after being driven away time and again, the vengeful spirits did not stop and continued their rampage.
As countless strikes fell, a tiny crack appeared on the Buddha wall.
The abbot's eyes flickered slightly. "This boy has become so powerful?"
It should be noted that his Buddha wall is blessed with the magical power of the Arhat's golden body, which is completely incomparable to ordinary Buddhists. Its strength is so great that even the Ghost King may not be able to break through it.
As the vengeful spirits continued their rampage, the cracks in the Buddhist wall gradually spread, forming a spider web.
With a roar from a skeleton, the Yin Sword slashed down, causing the entire Buddhist wall to collapse and shatter into pieces on the ground.
Without the protection of the Buddha wall, countless skeletons surged forth and rampaged towards the abbot.
The abbot's gaze was calm. He took off his prayer beads and began to spin them, chanting Buddhist scriptures. A huge Buddha statue appeared behind him, its golden light shining brightly, overpowering the sunlight outside and illuminating the entire hall.
In an instant, the hall was filled with Buddhist spirit, the powerful Buddhist spirit almost filling the entire hall.
Sensing the powerful Buddhist intent, the Ghost King frowned and quickly circulated his Yin energy to protect himself.
Otherwise, under the surge of that Buddhist energy, even if he didn't resist, he would probably still be burned.
"break!"
With a low shout from the abbot, the golden Buddha statue waved its large hand, and endless golden light scattered down, falling upon the countless evil spirits.
In an instant, the evil spirits that filled the sky were dispelled by the golden light, turning into wisps of black smoke and disappearing into the air. Even the remaining yin energy dissipated in an instant.
The Buddha statue's large hand, which had annihilated the evil spirits, did not stop, continuing to swing and pressing down on Ying Liu with boundless Buddhist intent.
The golden light filled the sky with a fierce and overwhelming force, like a towering mountain, unstoppable.
Sensing the overwhelming power, Ying Liu frowned slightly, his eyes darkened, and Yin energy surged around him, pressing down on the giant hand like a vast ocean, preparing to confront it.
The moment the two forces collided, a gust of wind swept out, and the terrifying force caused the entire hall to tremble.
The little guy was almost blown away, but he grabbed the Ghost King's ear to prevent himself from being blown away.
The Ghost King winced in pain, turned around angrily, but immediately lost his temper and said, "Why don't we hold onto this one too, it'll be safer."
It was only thanks to the quick thinking and agility of young Hu Hai that the little guy was pulled back and stabilized.
As the two forces collided, the difference quickly became apparent.
Under the push of the golden, radiant hand, the yin energy gradually retreated, clearly unable to withstand that powerful force.
Seeing this, Ying Liu frowned, raised the Ten Thousand Souls Flute and began to play it again. Countless yin energies spread out from the Ten Thousand Souls Flute and surged towards that yin energy.
As the yin energy surged in, the yin energy force resisting the giant hand rapidly increased, and the entire shape expanded, resembling a large black net.
The abbot's gaze was cold. "Do you really think you can contend with the golden body of an Arhat with just this?"
The large hand swung down violently, causing the black net to explode and retreat, then suddenly dissipate.
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