Twenty thick chains, sturdy as pillars, shot up from the ground, shaking off rubble and kicking up dust as they rapidly coiled towards the five massive ghosts and gods!

Rumbling thunderously!

With an ear-shattering noise, they immediately bound the limbs of the five ghosts and gods. Golden light blazed upon the chains, and the power of suppression took effect in an instant.

The gigantic ghosts and gods were instantly forced down onto one knee.

The suppressing golden light invaded their bodies, and the force of suppression grew increasingly heavy!

"ROAR!!!"

In unwilling fury, the five ghosts and gods' eyes bled, and their faces, twisted with violence, grew more ferocious as they frantically waved their limbs in a mad attempt to break the chains forged by the Suppression Talisman Seal Skill!

BOOM!

Taking a step forward, the Five Thunder Demon-Subduing Grand Deity raised his fist, enormous as a millstone, and pulled back his arms.

Suddenly, countless afterimages exploded forth, hammering down on the bodies of the five ghosts and gods in a frenzied, pile-driver fashion.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The black mist surged wildly, filled with continuous roars!

The combined power of the two talisman formations completely suppressed Fang Bai's bag of five ghosts.

"How can you, a mere Bloodstained LayerOne, have so much true essence?!"

His face contorted, Fang Bai watched the five ghosts and gods being pummeled and seized by the Five Thunder Demonic Subjugation Great Formation, his teeth grinding with an ominous sound.

He had set up two such formidable formations in succession, not to mention that Talisman Script from earlier. And there was also the third formation he was nurturing in his hands.

Was this guy's true essence endless?

Unbelievably, he found himself completely suppressed by an enemy who had only reached the Bloodstained LayerOne, and Fang Bai felt his heart sink to the depths.

Being handpicked by the Dianchuan Water Monarch himself indeed suggested exceptional distinction.

Facing him alone, I might not stand a chance—I must find a way to escape.

His eyes flickered slightly as Fang Bai fiddled with his fingers.

In this Dragon Prison, all flight abilities were completely forbidden. All Escape Skills, Magic Artifacts, and even mounts were rendered useless. Escaping would be no small feat. If escaping was problematic, then... it was time to cause an even bigger commotion!

Blood Horse Buddhist Pagoda Lock!

With a flick of his waist, Fang Bai suddenly drew out a blood-mottled chain. It faintly emanated the whinnies of countless fierce horses. He gripped the chain and gave it a light flick.

In a split second, a bloody, pungent mist pervaded the air for miles around.

Within the mist, the dense and thunderous sound of horse hooves approached from afar.

One could see countless massive horses with flaming blood-red pupils and ferocious faces charging forward, shaking and trembling the whole earth violently, as if it were about to crack and shatter!

Blood Horse Buddhist Pagoda Lock.

Another sinister Magic Artifact from the "Five Ghosts Profound Underworld True Scripture"!

First, he captured five horse demons and tortured them by every means, ensuring that at the moment of their deaths, their resentment would be sky-high and their souls wouldn't dissipate. Then, he collected those souls and used the Five Ghosts Daoist's magic to refine them into shadow horses.

Thereafter, he kept slaughtering horses, feeding their souls into the chain, gradually amassing an invincible army of shadow horses!

In battle, the Blood Horse Buddhist Pagoda phantoms would wreak havoc as they charged through. Since these shadow horses were made from the souls of horses killed unjustly, they were intangible and could traverse treetops, steep mountains, lakes, seas, and even void clouds as if on flat ground.

Even a Blood-Stained Realm cultivator could be trampled into a pulp if caught unawares by the shadow horse army and couldn't break free quickly—no number of lives would be enough to survive.

The endless army of shadow horses swept forth with a momentum that was staggering and terrifying.

Glancing sideways, Qi Xiu chuckled lightly, his hands forming a Seal Art with a calm and composed demeanor, unhurried and unruffled.

"You can't beat me, so you call upon a pack of hyenas?"

He saw that Fang Bai's use of the Blood Horse Buddhist Pagoda Lock was a feint; his true intention was not to launch a strong attack or siege, but to create a commotion to attract his companions.

With a flick of his sleeves, Qi Xiu released streams of blue-black Talisman Scripts, which arranged themselves neatly in the void, and once again, a corner of a formation took shape!

Heavenly River!

WHOOSH—

Torrential rain poured down from the sky, every drop weighing more than ten thousand pounds. When they hit the ground, each droplet created a large crater with a loud thud.

In an instant, the charging Blood Horse phantoms were knocked askew, scattering across the ground.

The ground visibly accumulated a chilling dark river, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter radius was transformed into a vast expanse of water.

"Heavenly River, rise!"

Raising his hands high, Qi Xiu called out softly, and terrifying ice pillars erupted from the ground, exploding mightily. The sharp and piercing ice spikes unfurled in an instant.

The approaching Blood Horse phantoms were immediately skewered like candied hawthorns.

Freezing into a series of lifelike blood-red ice sculptures!

"A wretched Daoist from Spiritual Light Treasure Sect?!"

Seeing Qi Xiu's mastery in talismanic arts, Fang Bai's face turned as dark as a scorched pan.

The way of talismanic techniques!

Many cultivators knew them, and so did he.

But the Talisman Scripts in their possession were just trivial and shallow ones, their power not even comparable to the Qi Force generated by channeling true essence directly.

Yet, no cultivator would agree that the talismanic lineage was weak.

A genuine talismanic cultivator could be regarded as a human bombing machine.

In the heat of combat, they could release an overwhelming barrage of Talisman Scripts with a simple gesture.

Even if your cultivation was higher, it was tough to compete against their years of accumulation.

Therefore, although talismanic cultivators might not be as overpowering or fierce as Thunder Path cultivators or Sword Dao cultivators, when it came to how troublesome they were, they even surpassed the others!

It seems I can't hold back my trump card any longer.

Having witnessed the depth of Qi Xiu's prowess with Talisman Scripts, Fang Bai knew very well that without going all out, he would be quickly slain by this young Daoist who appeared to possess only the strength of the Bloodstained LayerOne.

Ripping off his clothes, a surge of sinister energy suddenly burst forth from Fang Bai, emanating ominously.

Even Qi Xiu, standing to the side, felt a chill on his skin and couldn't help but turn to look.

This is...

His gaze sharpening, a faint swelling sensation arose in the Ancestral Aperture between Qi Xiu's eyebrows, his expression becoming gravely serious.

All over Fang Bai's body, numerous fierce and terrifying human faces now protruded, resounding with curses and mournful wails. Black fog and ghostly qi circulated continuously, exhaling an extremely sinister and dreadful presence.

The secret teachings of the "Five Ghosts Profound Underworld True Scripture"!

Gathering of Myriad Ghosts!

"Today, let this junior witness the methods of me, the Five Ghost Daoist!"

His voice took on a genderless quality, as if countless people were speaking at once. Fang Bai brought his hands together, forming a Dharma Seal imbued with a ghastly aura as a dark gleam lit up his eyes.

"Furious Ghosts Break Free! Break for me!"

With a roar, the innumerable menacing faces on Fang Bai's body instantly detached and turned into countless, swiftly swirling shadows, which fiercely lunged at Qi Xiu.

Gathering of Myriad Ghosts!

One would kill specific living beings with matching birth characters and seal their souls within oneself, accumulating extreme malice and murderous intent over time.

When clashing with others, one could not only release this accumulated fierce ghostly resentment but also attach it to oneself using a Secret Technique, greatly enhancing one's own strength for a short period.

Fang Bai was wary of Qi Xiu's profound and potent talismanic techniques.

Thus, he did not dare to engage in close combat with him.

So, he unleashed the Furious Ghosts Break Free—although it might not kill this talisman cultivator, it would surely entangle him thoroughly.

The sky was filled with the chilling wails of myriads of ghostly shadows descending upon them.

In an instant, the temperature plunged below freezing point.

Qi Xiu's breath was misted with a frosty fog.

"Very well, very well, Daoist friend, you truly are my benefactor, delivering exactly what I desire."

Seeing the surging wave of ferocious ghosts rushing towards him, Qi Xiu was not startled but overjoyed, his eyes brimming with emotion.

What?!

A strong unease welled up in his heart, and before Fang Bai could ponder, he saw the young Daoist across from him wave his hand, pinching a mysterious Talisman Script between two fingers that glinted with a black-gold luster and exuded a tremendous and majestic aura!

With a shrill, bizarre laugh, the ghostly shadows of the fierce ghosts reached within a few feet of Qi Xiu, their twisted mouths fixed on his smooth, tender flesh.

They opened their mouths to tear and bite!

The Yanluo Divine Talisman!

The black-gold Talisman Script pinched between his fingers suddenly burst into brilliant light, and a massive Black Gold Imperial Seal appeared in midair, manifesting boundless majesty and authority.

Just a second ago, they were clawing and crazily eager to devour living flesh, but the freed fierce ghosts suddenly became motionless.

Their terrifyingly hollow eyes looked up, constantly shifting, yet not daring to touch the Black Gold Imperial Seal even in the slightest.

Disperse!

Ignoring Fang Bai's command entirely, the freed myriad ghosts had the thought to scatter and flee.

The suppressive power of the Yama's Law Seal on souls, especially for such Fierce Ghost remnant souls, was so strong that it was utterly unreasonable!

Yet faced with the bevy of ferocious ghosts that might as well have delivered themselves to his doorstep, Qi Xiu was not about to be polite.

He straightened his fingers into a finger seal, his eyes narrowing slightly as he uttered softly, "Yama's Law Seal! Arrest them!"

HUMMM—

A sudden ripple spread through the void, and just as the fleeing myriad ghosts began to turn away, they were ruthlessly suppressed by the Yama's Law Seal!

Instantly, they became like Stone Statues frozen in midair.

Fang Bai stood dumbfounded, staring at the Seal hovering in the sky, resembling a black-gold sun, his lips quivering as a sharp, low moan extruded from his throat.

"Take!" Qi Xiu commanded, and a fierce gust of wind burst forth from the Black Gold Imperial Seal, sweeping up the suppressed fierce ghosts and drawing them into the Great Seal.

"No! Give them back to me, give them back!"

Watching his centuries of hard-earned Gathering of Myriad Ghosts taken away just like that, Fang Bai's Dao Heart collapsed, and he cried out despairingly, rushing forward.

"I beseech you, give them back to me, give them back!"

With centuries of hard work dissolved into nothing, Fang Bai charged over like a madman, desperately invoking his spell to reclaim the myriad ghosts he had released.

"A gift once given has no reason to be taken back."

Raising his hand, a vermilion Lei Mang, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, roared out. The spewing Lei Mang instantly engulfed Fang Bai.

"Ah!"

His body scorched to a crisp by the unyieldingly Yang and rigid force of the lightning, Fang Bai, in turn, regained some lucidity from the intense pain, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Shenxiao Thunder Skill? You're not from the Spiritual Light Treasure Sect?"

His worldview severely shaken, Fang Bai could not comprehend how someone so advanced in talismanic cultivation could also wield the Shenxiao Thunder Skill.

Just how many more Dharma Gates could he possibly know?

"When did I ever say I was?"

With a slight raise of his fingers, Qi Xiu was poised to hit the Five Ghost Daoist with another strike from the Five Thunder Orthodox Skill.

But just as he was about to take action, a sense of imminent danger arose within him, making him feel like there were thorns at his back, and unwittingly, a few drops of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Reinforcements have arrived?

Immediately realizing that the accomplices of the Five Ghost Daoist might be on the way, Qi Xiu cast a Five Thunder Charm toward Fang Bai, and a sky full of Lei Mang instantly shattered his skull.

Blocking the Five Ghost Daoist's perceptions, Qi Xiu put away the Yama's Law Seal and turned to leave.

Those in the Blood-Stained Realm are not like those in the Dao-Entering Realm. They possess extremely tenacious Life Force! The Immortal Blood Body allows for multiple resurrections! Unless one can directly strike their vitals and sever their soul, they are difficult to eliminate in a short time.

For safety's sake, Qi Xiu had to temporarily abandon the idea of finishing off this Five Ghost Daoist. He decided to first observe the situation and assess things further.

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