The shadowy figures within the Ghost Realm possessed power so immense it was terrifying.
Everyone present was at the Seven Star Realm, but they seemed to have no power to fight back against their opponent.
Lin Huaisheng gritted his teeth, and the Bagua wheel under his feet spun wildly, shifting yin energy and injecting yang energy.
During the transformation of Yin and Yang, the dark shadow was only temporarily isolated, while his own face was already extremely flushed.
Yang Cheng said coldly, "You three bald monks, if you continue to fight each other, we will all die here!"
The Arhat Subduing Tiger was furious: "You say we're fighting our own battles, but aren't you, Yang Cheng, also having your own plans? If you're so capable, hand over those Yin Vein Spirit Stones and divide them equally!"
Yang Cheng sneered, "Fine, I'm willing to take out the Yin Vein Spirit Stones and divide them equally. Are you willing to take out those Buddhist beads and divide them equally?"
Although the Laughing Buddha's neck was almost broken just now, the prayer beads were also put into the Laughing Buddha's bag.
The Arhat who subdued the tiger immediately turned pale and stopped speaking.
The purpose of the Yin Vein Spirit Stones is now to open the ghost realms where the four ghost kings reside. While more is always better, having fewer is not a big deal.
However, there is only one of these prayer beads, and it is a ritual implement exclusively belonging to Buddhism. How could they just take it out and divide it equally?
Fan Yin Jialan sighed, "Senior brother, let's join forces for now, otherwise none of us will be able to get out."
Upon hearing this from his own people, the Tiger-Taming Arhat gave a cold snort and said nothing more.
Yang Cheng stared intently at the wooden box behind the ghost and said in a deep voice, "He sacrificed himself with that thing. His resentment is hidden inside, and it is also one of the sources of his power."
The only way to truly dispel the other party's resentment and yin energy is to sever it.
Only I and this Arhat who subdues the tiger have the strongest physical bodies among us. Which of us should cut in from behind and retrieve the box?
The shadowy figure exuded an astonishing aura of yin energy. Even from this distance, none of them could withstand it, let alone step inside.
Although the box contained Lu Ban's secret techniques and was a treasure to behold, the Tiger-Taming Arhat dared not gamble that his Buddhist golden body could withstand the corrosive influence of this yin energy, so he remained silent.
Yang Cheng smiled dismissively and said to Han Yu and the others, "If you trust me, then please help me protect the Dharma."
Han Yu nodded and said, "Mr. Yang, rest assured, if anyone dares to make any underhanded moves at a time like this, I will kill them first!"
As he spoke, Han Yu turned his gaze to Zhang Yuelu and said calmly, "Zhang Yuelu, you are a member of the Heavenly Palace. Although I can't control who you ally with, if you dare to cause trouble at a time like this, I will definitely report to Lord Xie Ying if I get out of here alive!"
Although Han Yu did not know what grudges existed between Zhang Yuelu and Yang Cheng, he could tell from her appearance that Zhang Yuelu harbored a lot of resentment towards Yang Cheng.
He doesn't care whether people resent him or not; if anyone dares to mess things up at a time like this, he'll definitely make them pay!
Zhang Yuelu looked somewhat embarrassed, and snorted coldly but dared not say anything more.
Although Han Yu was not as famous as Jiang Kai in the Heavenly Palace, he was not an unknown figure.
Only a handful of reincarnators have received guidance from the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei. Although this does not mean that Han Yu is the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei's disciple, it is clear that there is some connection between them, and Han Yu can speak to the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei.
Zhang Yuelu dared not provoke such a being.
Lin Huaisheng's face was flushed, and he said in a low voice, "Hurry up! I can't hold on much longer!"
Han Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a rich aura of immortal energy appeared around him. As he played the jade flute, the aura of immortal energy seemed to tangibly surround the dark figure.
Upon hearing the sound of the flute, Yang Cheng and the others felt their spiritual energy surge, and their spirits seemed to rise to a new level.
Han Xiangzi's legacy, "The Prelude to Smallpox"!
Tianhua Yin, also known as Huangting Zan, is a Taoist spiritual melody, profound and ethereal, containing unfathomable mysteries.
At the same time, Nayan Jialan also formed a mudra with his hands and chanted Sanskrit, and a golden Buddha image vaguely appeared behind him.
The sounds of Taoism and Buddhist chants enveloped the dark figure.
But the shadowy figure was too powerful and continued to struggle, on the verge of breaking free from everyone's trap.
Yang Cheng glanced at the Tiger-Taming Arhat and said coldly, "Go and distract that guy."
Although the Arhat Subduing Tiger was unhappy about being commanded by Yang Cheng, he had no choice but to take action.
A tiger's roar rang out, and the Arhat Subduing Tiger formed a mudra with his hands, directly striking the black shadow, but was instantly swallowed up by the shadow.
The dark shadow rushed straight towards the Tiger-Taming Arhat. The Tiger-Taming Arhat felt as if he were being targeted by something terrifying. A chill ran down his spine, and his Buddha-light surged as he resisted the force with all his might.
Zhang Yuelu unleashed the Vermilion Bird Fire, scorching the yin energy.
The Cloth Bag Arhat also opened his cloth bag, doing his best to help the Tiger-Taming Arhat absorb the yin energy. Although it wasn't much, it still helped to share some of the pressure.
"Yang Cheng! Aren't you going to make a move?!"
The Arhat Subduing Tiger's limbs were twisted as he stubbornly withstood the power of the shadow.
"Old Taoist, it's up to you now."
In an instant, golden divine light and dark ghostly energy descended upon Yang Cheng simultaneously.
With the blessing of the City Emperor's Golden Body and Ying Gou's Body, Yang Cheng took out the Ghost King Seal, took a step, and directly stepped into the range in front of the black shadow.
In truth, Yang Cheng could not trust either the monks of Lingshan or Han Yu.
He only trusted Old Master Cui, who had gone through life and death with him and fought against hundreds of reincarnators.
So he placed all his bets on Old Master Cui.
Although he didn't say much, Old Master Cui understood what he meant.
"rest assured."
At this moment, Old Master Cui also put away his playful demeanor, stopped rambling on, and became very serious.
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