The disciples of the demonic and immortal paths battling with Dharma treasures was intensely fierce, yet it was also wonderfully brilliant. But if an outcome of victory and defeat was determined, it meant one side would die immediately; it was perilous to the extreme, with life and death separated only by a single line.
Whether it was the "Mortal Dust Demonic Sect" of the demonic sect's seven lineages, or the "Ascension Sect" of the immortal path's ten sects, both were super great sects that roamed heaven and earth unhindered. The number of spirit weapons possessed by the disciples of both sects was not small. They were absolutely not like those minor sects and factions where a single spirit weapon propped up the entire scene.
"Senior Sister Mo" deployed the killer move "Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope," just preparing to execute the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh and establish a peerless merit.
However, she never expected that the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh actually also had a killer move!
"Six Desires Yin Thunder!"
The Six Desires Yin Thunder was not a Dharma weapon, nor was it a spirit weapon, and even less was it a treasure weapon. Rather, it was a one-time use insidious and poisonous item. It was a Yin thunder refined by several illustriously famous Grand Elders of the Mortal Dust Demonic Sect utilizing supreme divine abilities.
Every single pellet of Yin thunder required the resentful qi and souls of thousands of people, placed in the most gloomy and murky subterranean places, absorbing toxic substances and nourished for decades, before being fused with the Yin and Yang thunders of the sky, harmonized with each other, and condensed into a pill.
Once a Yin thunder was struck out, it would immediately explode, blasting out myriad streaks of red smoke and thousands of demonic shadows, causing anyone's spirit weapons to lose their efficacy. It would defile the Dharma power inside, severing the blood spirit within, making a person unable to command the spirit weapon.
In other words, if a spirit weapon flying sword was hit by the Yin thunder, it would immediately clatter and fall to the ground, never to be commanded to move again.
Unless one went back and used snow lotus, ginseng… medicinal fluids carrying masculine yang qi to boil it for several hours, could the defilement and Yin qi be washed away, allowing it to undergo blood-drop refinement once more.
Specifically for people, as long as they absorbed even the slightest bit, they would immediately faint and fall unconscious. Even an even more powerful physical body would be useless, because aside from poisonous gas, it also contained thousands of toxic souls and resentful qi to "defile" a person's spirit.
Unless it was a powerhouse who had stepped into the Divine Ability Mystic Realm, who could use Dharma power to block the poisonous gas and prevent it from spreading.
This kind of Yin thunder, because every single pellet required killing thousands of people to be refined, was extremely precious. Even the true disciples of the demonic sect did not possess it. Only those Grand Elders with boundless demonic Dharma power would refine it, keeping it for their own use, and would not bestow it upon disciples.
Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh actually possessed one, and furthermore blasted it out at the crucial moment to save his life.
"Bang!"
As soon as the Six Desires Yin Thunder exploded, everyone turned pale with absolute fright.
Despairing expressions appeared on the faces of Liu Kang and Princess Hongyi.
Fang Han saw red light dispersing, and within that pink brilliance, hundreds and thousands of ferocious faces emerged, exactly as if the gates of Hell had been opened, releasing thousands of resentful souls and malicious ghosts.
These ferocious faces were exactly the toxic souls within the Six Desires Yin Thunder!
Puchi puchi…
These toxic souls entangled the several flying swords, penetrating into the sword bodies all at once. Subsequently, the flying swords plummeted one after another. Ding ding dang dang, they dropped onto the sandy ground, echoing outwards for dozens of miles.
Flying swords that could not be traded for a city of a hundred thousand people in the mundane world now fell down one by one like scrap iron, not worth a single coin.
Even including an expert of the caliber of "tenth on the Mountain and River Ranking," Yuan Jiankong, his Silver Snake Sword was also entangled by numerous toxic souls. Like a drunkard, it drifted up and down, ultimately losing its spiritual qi and dropping to the ground, revealing its original form. It looked like a long silver snake, winding and crooked, its sword edge sharp and full of spiritual nature. Although it dropped onto the desert, it still continued to squirm incessantly, unlike the other flying swords that seemed like dead objects.
Following that, thousands of toxic souls drifted over, first pouncing toward Senior Sister Mo and the others.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!" Ah! Ah!
Several miserable shrieks rang out. Senior Sister Mo and the other inner disciples were all pounced upon by the toxic souls. They immediately let out shrill cries, exactly like being trapped deep in a nightmare, dripping with terror.
Subsequently, these several inner disciples collapsed.
However, the "Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope" in Senior Sister Mo's hand emitted a burst of brilliant essence, directly refining those toxic souls.
This rope treasure weapon was a Dharma treasure of ultimate yang and ultimate masculinity; it was actually capable of resisting the toxic souls. But it was, after all, a rope, not a defensive Dharma weapon; it could not attend to all four directions and eight corners. In a moment of inattention, Senior Sister Mo was approached by another toxic soul floating over from behind, which pounced right onto her body.
She let out a low roar, her body tottering, and sat heavily down onto the sandy ground.
At the exact same time, there was also the "Prince Bao" and the other two imperial princes and princesses of the Great Virtue Dynasty. Struck by the toxic souls, they collapsed to the ground unconscious.
They were all outer disciples; they did not possess a single spirit weapon. How could they resist the toxic souls erupted from the "Six Desires Yin Thunder"?
At this moment, Fang Han also felt a burst of bright red before his eyes. Bright red and ferocious human faces threw themselves at him to kill, entangling his body, wanting to enter his brain.
His head hurt with a piercing sting, like the tip of a needle.
Thump, thump! The Princess Hongyi and Liu Kang beside him had already collapsed, also invaded by the toxic souls, their life or death unknown.
Just at this moment, suddenly, right when Fang Han felt these toxic souls about to invade his body, that "Picture of the Dragon Hiding in the Yellow Springs" activated once again.
Fang Han immediately divided out a wisp of spirit, only to see that the toxic souls invading his body had all fallen into the Yellow Springs river and were imprisoned.
And his own body remained perfectly safe and unhurt.
However, when he saw Senior Sister Mo and the other several inner disciples also collapse, a thought stirred in his heart, and he collapsed as well. "I don't know how Princess Hongyi is doing. She just saved me from under Prince Evil Moon's blade. I am powerless to save her. If only I could use the Yellow Springs Picture. Unfortunately, with this Yellow Springs Picture, I can only passively defend; I completely don't know how to use it. Right, I ate the Nine Orifices Golden Pill; my blood contains the medicinal power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill. I wonder if it can cure poison? I'll treat a dead horse as a living horse and try!"
In the instant Fang Han collapsed, he pressed onto Princess Hongyi's body. At the exact same time, he cut open a wound on his wrist, letting the blood from the wound draw near Princess Hongyi's mouth, dropping in drop by drop.
This was him hitting upon a bright idea in a moment of desperation.
The Nine Orifices Golden Pill was a pill refined by the Demonic Sect Great Emperor. Setting aside its ability to consolidate the foundation and cultivate primal energy, he also hoped it had the ability to restrain toxic souls and protect Princess Hongyi's life.
Because Princess Hongyi had just saved him. He drew a clear distinction between gratitude and grudges, and he absolutely had to repay this gratitude.
Right now, all the disciples had been struck by the toxic souls exploded out by the "Six Desires Yin Thunder." Only a single person remained stubbornly holding on, and that was "Yuan Jiankong."
He was wearing a Dharma robe spirit weapon of a jade-green color, called the "Gold-Jade Robe." It was woven from the essence of ten-thousand-year pine needles, carrying a burst of clear, jade-green qi. It could allow floating in empty air and could even more so resist toxic souls!
Many strips of pink toxic souls surrounded him, tangling up and down his jade-green light, but they were all blocked by the jade-green light, subsequently refined and vanished.
"Silver Snake Sword!"
Relying on the efficacy of this "Gold-Jade Robe," "Yuan Jiankong" let out a wild roar. Complete reluctance appeared on his face as he fiercely grit his teeth. The clothes on his body emitted an even grander light, wrapping him up and down so completely that not a drop of water could leak through. Specifically, one after another needle-like jade-green pine light shot out, piercing those toxic souls until they were riddled with holes. He fiercely pounced forward, wanting to pick up the Silver Snake Sword and then run away!
Although he was an expert ranked tenth on the Mountain and River Ranking, with unfathomably deep cultivation, he had not, after all, stepped into the Divine Ability Mystic Realm. This Silver Snake Sword accounted for the vast majority of all his absolute strength.
If he lost the Silver Snake Sword, he feared that during the next time the Mountain and River Ranking rearranged its rankings, he would no longer be able to obtain the tenth place slot.
"Humph! You still want your Silver Snake Sword!"
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh descended from the sky. The pink flying sword in his hand raised up with the momentum, yet it did not slash to kill. Instead, it shuttled down to the ground, instantly bringing up the Silver Snake Sword, drifting and dancing in circles, before landing right into his own hand.
Failing to snatch the Silver Snake Sword all at once and even letting it fall into the hands of the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh, "Yuan Jiankong" instantly let out the roar of an injured wild beast. However, he made a prompt decision; his body glided completely outward, flying toward the edge of the desert. He unexpectedly fled.
At this very moment, the flock of immortal cranes in the sky had also fled without a trace, very likely having flown all the way back to Ascension Mountain.
Immortal cranes were reared merely to provide foot power; naturally, they would not battle demonic figures alongside the disciples.
"Humph! Trash! Cough cough cough…" The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh landed on the ground and began coughing unceasingly. Subsequently, Fang Han quietly saw that there were several sword wounds on his body; clearly, he had been injured by the sword array just now.
The clothes on his body were also a spirit weapon, but after suffering the slashes of so many flying swords, there were times when the clothes' Dharma power was chopped broken, penetrating through and injuring him.
"Little beauty, your general situation is already gone! Do you still want to put up a stubborn resistance? But luckily this Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope is not yours; you can only exert a tiny bit of its efficacy. Otherwise, the Six Desires Yin Thunder wouldn't have been able to do anything to you either."
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh approached "Senior Sister Mo" step by step. Now all the disciples of the Ascension Sect had collapsed, and Yuan Jiankong had fled. Only "Senior Sister Mo" remained, because she held the Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope, relying on the Dharma power above it to guard her heart meridian and spirit, preventing invasion from the toxic souls. However, her body was already completely unable to move; seeing the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh pressing in step by step, she was utterly powerless to do anything.
"Crown Prince of Pink Flesh, do you dare!" Senior Sister Mo suddenly shouted.
"Hahahaha, what do I not dare." The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh cast his gaze up to the sky. The Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope still continuously bound the ten great Flying Yashas. Those ten Flying Yashas were now also exceptionally listless. Gradually unable to struggle and fly, they dropped down, crashing onto the sandy ground far away.
"I will capture you and take you away. When the wounds on my body are nursed back to health, I will thoroughly properly enjoy you." The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh approached Senior Sister Mo and suddenly waved his hand. Senior Sister Mo's gaze suddenly became freezing cold. Using all the strength in her entire body, pu! She spat out a bead from her mouth, striking toward the eyes of the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh.
"Water and Fire Bead! You still have this item? But this is nothing more than a simple Dharma weapon; it can't even be counted as a spirit weapon." A red light emerged from the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's body once again, blocking this bead.
"Explode!"
Using all the strength in her entire body, Senior Sister Mo spat out one word. Bang! This Water and Fire Bead exploded, tearing apart the red light on the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's Dharma robe and blasting him flying several zhang away.
"Good, very good, this method has passed. What other methods do you still have!" Flipping over and climbing up from the sandy ground, a trace of fresh blood hung at the corner of the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's mouth. His steps tottering, he pounced over once again.
At this time, Senior Sister Mo no longer possessed the slightest bit of strength. Her vision entirely blurred, and the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh seemed to turn into many shadows. She had no choice but to close her eyes and await death.
"It's time!"
All of a sudden, Fang Han leaped up exactly like a leopard, raising his hand. The "Spirit Wind Sword" flew out with a swoosh, slashing to kill right at the neck of the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh!
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh was heavily injured, and just now that Dharma robe was blasted open by the Water and Fire Bead. Furthermore, he himself was totally without the slightest preparation! Assassinating him at this exact moment was a fine opportunity hard to come by in a thousand years, a chance not seen in ten thousand years!
Once he killed the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh, the five spirit weapon flying swords present at the scene, plus the Silver Snake Sword, plus the sword in the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's hands! And the spirit weapon Dharma robe on his body! That would simply be becoming explosively rich in a single day!