I leaped from the stone platform, soaring into the air.
At that moment, all eyes turned towards me.
Seeing it was me, a collective gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.
"Brother Qin!"
"You've arrived at the perfect time!"
"..."
As they spoke, several vengeful spirits lunged towards me.
"Roar!"
A white-robed ghost, its face contorted in a terrifying grimace, bared its fangs and charged.
Upon seeing this, I merely snorted.
My Dao energy surged, the pressure of the Profound Core realm instantly filling the white-robed ghost with dread.
My aura completely suppressed the opponent.
As the white-robed ghost hesitated, I unleashed a punch.
My speed was extraordinary, and my cultivation far surpassed the ghost's.
The white-robed ghost, not even attempting to dodge, was struck square in the face.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream echoed.
In the next instant, the white-robed ghost exploded from my punch, its soul scattered to the winds.
A wisp of white mist flowed into the purple bone vine, becoming fuel for my life-preserving lamp.
Having dealt with one, five remained.
Yun Long, Yun Hu, and the others were each engaged with one.
Yun Long, Yun Hu, and Li Chun Long were holding their own, capable of fending off their opponents.
However, Yu Bo and Yi Hai were struggling.
They were being pinned down by the other two white-robed ghosts, and I had to help them break free first.
Though I hadn't brought my peach wood sword, my bare fists and the talismans on my person were more than enough.
My gaze sharpened, locking onto one of the ghosts.
This white-robed ghost "wailed," a long-haired female ghost.
Her spectral claws narrowly missed striking Yu Bo several times.
Seeing this, I charged forward, shouting:
"Yu Bo, dodge!"
As I spoke, I drew a talisman and slapped it towards the white-robed ghost.
Yu Bo, hearing my command, dared not hesitate.
He swiftly dodged to the side, and I followed, lunging forward.
The talisman flew directly at the female ghost.
The female ghost's face contorted in horror as she attempted to evade.
However, she was a fraction of a second too slow.
Clutching the talisman, I flicked it forward.
The talisman whistled through the air.
"Shua!"
With a left-hand seal, I let out a low growl:
"Spiritual Talisman, shatter the malevolence, swiftly as the command, break!"
The flying talisman flashed with spectral light.
"Bang!"
A resounding explosion erupted, unleashing a powerful surge of talisman energy.
The female ghost screamed, flung back several meters.
Since it wasn't a direct hit, she wasn't annihilated on the spot.
But with my cultivation and the close proximity,
the ghost was undoubtedly severely injured.
Without pressing the attack, I said to Yu Bo:
"Yu Bo, she's yours."
Yu Bo nodded:
"Don't worry, Brother Qin, I'll finish her."
With that, Yu Bo drew his peach wood sword and charged at the wounded female ghost.
Having assisted Yu Bo, I once again focused my attention on the remaining male ghost.
This white-robed male ghost had just injured Yi Hai with a swipe of its claw.
If Yi Hai hadn't been holding a divine mirror from Wudang Mountain to ward off evil, that single swipe might have cost him his life.
"Junior Brother!"
Li Chun Long cried out in alarm.
Unfortunately, his opponent, a yellow-robed vengeful spirit, was too powerful, preventing him from intervening.
Meanwhile, I had already closed the distance.
The male ghost let out a low "woo woo" growl, attempting to kill Yi Hai.
I descended from behind and kicked him over.
The male ghost cried out and fell to the ground.
Before it could even get up, I stomped my foot down on its head.
"Bang!"
The white-robed male ghost instantly exploded, its soul scattered.
Another wisp of white energy flowed into the purple bone vine, becoming my lamp oil.
"Th-thank you."
Yi Hai looked at me with gratitude, still shaken, and cupped his fists.
I smiled and nodded. We were all fellow Daoists of the White sect.
Furthermore, our objective this time was to eliminate these malevolent spirits.
Mutual assistance was only right.
In the blink of an eye, I had killed two ghosts and severely injured one.
Then, I set my sights on the strongest of them all, the yellow-robed vengeful spirit.
Li Chun Long was very powerful, specializing in swordsmanship.
Moreover, he had entered the Buddhist "emptiness" and was a true "sword master."
His swordsmanship was exceptionally formidable.
However, the yellow-robed ghost's power had reached the mid-Profound Core stage, making it no opponent to be underestimated.
Seeing this, I wasted no words.
I took out the Yang Gathering Bead and quickly activated it.
Fiery Yang energy surged forth as I tossed it forward.
Forming seals with both hands, I uttered a low command:
"Heaven and Earth without limits, Yin and Yang borrow the Way,敕!"
In an instant, the Yang Gathering Bead, guided by my finger seals, shot forward with a "swoosh."
It flew directly at the yellow-robed vengeful spirit.
The yellow-robed ghost, sensing the intense Yang energy of the Yang Gathering Bead, wore a hateful expression.
Seeing the bead approaching rapidly, it foolishly tried to shatter my Yang Gathering Bead with its claws.
Let alone a yellow-robed ghost; even a red-robed one couldn't shatter the Yang Gathering Bead.
Its spectral claws struck.
"Bang!"
A crisp crack resounded. The Yang Gathering Bead was unharmed.
The yellow-robed ghost's claw, however, broke off, and it was burned by the fire attribute energy.
The Yang Gathering Bead's trajectory merely shifted.
The yellow-robed ghost was greatly alarmed and retreated.
It looked at the Yang Gathering Bead and its own severed claw in disbelief.
"Brother Qin, what a fine magical artifact!"
Li Chun Long exclaimed.
"Heh heh heh, just a small matter!"
I replied, and then attacked again.
Li Chun Long didn't waste time either, drawing his sword and attacking simultaneously.
"Wudang Three Swords!"
In rapid succession, Li Chun Long unleashed a barrage of sword strikes against the ghost.
The yellow-robed ghost gritted its teeth, emitting a "woo woo" growl.
Its severed claw regrew.
It withstood Li Chun Long's three sword strikes.
Each of Li Chun Long's swords strikes was stronger than the last.
Although the yellow-robed ghost blocked them, it was still forced back several steps by the impact.
As it stumbled, I had already arrived from the flank.
Simultaneously, I controlled the Yang Gathering Bead to attack from another direction.
If the ghost dealt with me, it would be injured by the Yang Gathering Bead.
If it dealt with the Yang Gathering Bead, I would injure it.
Furthermore, Li Chun Long loomed on the side, watching intently.
In its panic, the ghost swiped at me with its claw, intending to kill me first.
But as I looked at the ghost's claw, I didn't even evade.
In its haste, the ghost's speed had greatly diminished.
Its claw was far too slow.
With a swift motion, I punched its palm.
"Bang!"
A shockwave of internal energy rippled outward.
The yellow-robed ghost's arm instantly exploded.
A piercing scream erupted once more.
But it wasn't over. I retrieved the Yang Gathering Bead and struck its back from behind.
"Sizzling!"
Its entire back was scorched.
The yellow-robed ghost writhed in agony, emitting "aowoo aowoo" cries.
It tried to pull away from me.
However, my left hand had already covered the fox claw on my wrist and plunged it towards the yellow-robed ghost's neck.
The yellow-robed ghost could not escape.
"Whoosh!"
The claw struck true, piercing the yellow-robed ghost's neck.
Its entire body slumped to the ground, pinned by me.
But the neck was not the ghost's vital point, and the yellow-robed ghost struggled, trying to push me away.
However, I raised my right fist and smashed it down onto its contorted, terrified face.
This punch gathered all my peak cultivation.
The internal energy condensed as I brought it down with a "hum."
This time, the yellow-robed ghost didn't even have time to scream.
It was instantly pulverized by my punch, its soul scattered.
Everyone was stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.
This was a yellow-robed vengeful spirit.
This was a terrifying entity of the mid-Profound Core stage that had suppressed Li Chun Long.
Yet, in my hands, it was obliterated and its soul scattered within three moves.
What kind of combat power was this?
Such practical combat ability was even more astonishing than my performance in the arena.
Every move was decisive, the strikes ruthless and merciless, each one lethal.
The three disciples of Wudang, Yun Long and Yun Hu, were filled with admiration.
They could not help but feel a profound respect.