Instantly, everyone present lost the ability to wield weapons.
Even Meng Yi, who was hiding in the grass, afraid to show himself, could not avoid watching his own sword slip from his grasp, as if beyond his control.
He remained utterly bewildered.
At this moment, the sky above the entire mountain range was enveloped in an unusual blue light. Numerous weapons spun in mid-air, like a vortex, driven by a potent suction force.
The one unleashing this power, Zi Xun, one of the Six Yin Mountain Sons, was clearly visible to Gu Qianying and the others in his ox-faced, eight-legged, two-headed, horse-tailed form.
"What in the world is that? It's terrifying!"
Nangong Li, hiding behind Nangong Mo, poked his head out and exclaimed in surprise.
Du Chun and Gu Qianying were also greatly astonished.
There were actually people in this world who could absorb weapons. To be an enemy of such a person meant being unable to use any weapons, forced to rely on bare fists and spiritual energy. Those with demonic power could also wield it.
"Fourth Brother, unleash your witchcraft and kill these people!"
Zi Xun glanced at Zi Liang, one of the Six Yin Mountain Sons who had not yet displayed his abilities.
The others, Zi Chi, Zi Mei, and Zi Wang, were all injured.
Zi Xiao, while possessing greater strength, was not adept at engaging in prolonged combat.
Furthermore, he could not be distracted while unleashing his powers.
This was the perfect moment for Zi Liang to act.
Zi Liang, with his strange appearance of a sheep's body and a human face, spread his arms. With a raise of his hand, five talismans spun in the air, each adorned with a red halo.
Suddenly.
An evil wind swept forth, and dark clouds obscured the sky.
Though it was daytime, it now resembled a gloomy, dark night.
In the moonless night, nine stars emitting an eerie red glow appeared in the sky.
"Hiss, hiss, whoosh..."
Several ghostly figures flew in from the surroundings, encircling Gu Qianying and the others.
Beneath each dark silhouette was a ghostly hand wielding a red light like a sword.
"Heaven acts according to the Way, and the魑魅魍魉 reign. Those who defy the Way and act against Heaven shall be punished!"
As Zi Liang uttered these words.
The ghostly figures began to attack Gu Qianying and the others.
"Good heavens, what is this now?"
The Sixth Prince Nangong Li had never witnessed such a situation. With no weapons to use, he clung tightly to Nangong Mo, hiding behind him and even pulling up Nangong Mo's robes to cover his head.
Du Chun, standing nearby, had also never seen such a scene, but he did not display the same level of fear as the Sixth Prince.
With no weapons to wield, he could only confront them with his bare palms.
Streaks of red light, like sharp swords, could actually cut through his arms, drawing blood.
He struck out with his palm, repelling two ghostly figures that darted before him, but the speed of his palm strike was no match for the speed of the ghosts' swords.
In the blink of an eye, he sustained numerous bloody injuries, his face growing paler.
Gu Qianying and Nangong Mo, standing close to him, saw Du Chun injured and Nangong Li completely unable to fight back. They began a series of counterattacks.
Gu Qianying raised her hand and unleashed her demonic power again. Several black threads spun rapidly, like slender black swords, piercing the surrounding ghostly figures.
"Nine Star Sorcery?"
Nangong Mo stood rooted to the spot, observing everything. His brow furrowed deeply.
Fuzzy images of past experiences flashed in his mind.
He closed his eyes, and the images in his mind gradually became clearer.
"The radiance of ice blades, the art of fire spirits, the method of startling thunder, the spirit of absorption, the Nine Star Sorcery, the art of the vast mountains of the firmament... Are you the Six Spirit Beasts of the Immortal Realm?"
Nangong Mo turned and faced the Six Yin Mountain Sons, looking at them coldly.
The Six Yin Mountain Sons were momentarily stunned by Nangong Mo's words.
Zi Liang, who was in the midst of casting the Nine Star Sorcery, found his witchcraft in his palms dissipating.
The surrounding ghostly figures, which had been clamoring, instantly vanished.
The gloomy night receded, the dark clouds dispersed, and daylight returned.
Seeing that there were no more ghostly figures around, Nangong Li revealed his head.
With a puzzled expression, he asked, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, what are the Six Spirit Beasts of the Immortal Realm?"
Nangong Mo did not respond.
Du Chun also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He clutched his most severely bleeding abdomen and sat on the ground to recuperate.
He harbored the same confusion as Nangong Li.
Gu Qianying also withdrew the demonic power from her palms.
She turned to look at Nangong Mo.
From the expressions on the faces of each of the Six Yin Mountain Sons, she felt that her husband, Nangong Mo, knew these people.
The Six Spirit Beasts of the Immortal Realm?
The Immortal Realm's Lotus Emperor?
Could it be... these people are...
The doubts in her heart seemed to have found an answer.
Gu Qianying also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She turned and walked to Du Chun, bandaging his wounds and healing him.
The abilities of the Six Yin Mountain Sons were formidable. Dealing with them would require considerable effort. If these six were old acquaintances of her husband, the situation would be different.
"Who are you? Why do you know our true identities?"
Zi Chi, among the Six Yin Mountain Sons, was the first to ask.
For thousands of years, no one had known their true identities.
Outsiders only knew that the Six Yin Mountain Sons were born of demons and were the six demonic sons used by the Evil Emperor, tasked with guarding the Demonic Token.
Over the years, it was precisely because of their guardianship that the Demonic Token had remained in Yin Mountain.
And long ago, a group of people had attempted to ascend the mountain to seize the Demonic Token, but they had all ended up as piles of white bones.
As a result, the deeds of the Six Yin Mountain Sons became rarely known. Even if some knew, they only knew them as the six demonic sons.
"The Gate of the Immortal Realm, where spiritual energy is born, the Path of the Firmament. Those who enter become Immortals, requiring self-cultivation, a benevolent heart, the salvation of all living beings, and adherence to the Heavenly Way..."
As he spoke.
Nangong Mo pushed aside his robes, revealing the skin on his chest.
A lotus imprint bloomed on his chest.
The Six Yin Mountain Sons were greatly astonished by this.
The next moment, all six of them knelt before Nangong Mo in unison.
"Lotus Emperor above, we, the Six Spirit Beasts of the Immortal Realm, pay our respects to the Lotus Emperor."
This scene startled both Du Chun and Nangong Li.
Meng Yi, who had been preparing to feign death while hiding in the grass, immediately got up and ran over, standing behind Nangong Mo.
The Wu Yang siblings, hiding in a secluded spot far away, all wore expressions of shock.
"Big Brother, Second Brother, what is going on? What happened to the Six Yin Mountain Sons? Why are they kneeling to that man? Have they gone mad?"
"And that woman in red, she actually has a fox tail, and even her black hair has turned red. Three of the Six Yin Mountain Sons were injured by her. This woman is so powerful and so unusual, who is she?"
The Wu Yang siblings had hidden themselves very far away to prevent themselves from being discovered.
Therefore, they did not know what Gu Qianying and the others had said.
However, the Wu Yang siblings had seen everything that had happened on Gu Qianying's side clearly.
The woman in red, her red hair, her fox tail, her demonic power – these were all too strange.
"Perhaps the man in the white robe has an extraordinary identity. Otherwise, why would the Six Yin Mountain Sons kneel to him? And that woman in red, she is even less ordinary. Who exactly are they?"