ce, forcing this beheading strike to its completion!With a single strike, shatter thousands of phantom fists, unmatched sharpness!Wang Yiwu drew back his hand and grabbed at his own body. A phantom of...Wei Yan at this moment truly displayed the strength of being ranked second on Fenglin City's Dao Xun list. He took the lead and charged deep into Xiaolin Town, nearly headbutting into the group of wandering souls.

But all the wandering souls were shattered in an instant, and those who stood in its way were scattered.

A layer of cold light enveloped him, a manifestation of Jin Xingyuan's extreme gathering of spiritual energy. His steps were without hesitation, as if nothing could impede his progress.

He slashed with his long blade, the whistling sound of it cutting through the air like a tearing wind.

Everyone followed behind him, they just needed to stop the ghosts on either side from getting close, which greatly reduced the risk.

Jiang Wang and Zhao Rucheng stood on either side of Ling He and Du Yehu, subtly positioning themselves to protect them. Ling He seemed unaffected, but Du Yehu's face flushed red with embarrassment. He knew this wasn't a time for impulsive reactions, so he could only lower his head and proceed forward.

After an unknown amount of time, the thick fog gradually gathered, making it difficult to discern direction. Even time seemed to blur. The encountered ghosts were not powerful, falling within the range that a Ninth-Rank Transcendent cultivator could handle. However, these Eighth and Ninth-Rank cultivators had limited Dao Yuan within the Heavenly Palace. They couldn't withstand prolonged combat and feared that if they continued for too long, they would be unable to cast any more spells. Otherwise, their Dao Wheel would be damaged, and their foundation would be harmed.

Wei Yan just then stopped.

According to the general location, they would soon reach the very center of Xiaolin Town. Jiang Wang remembered that it was a market. On market days, people from nearby villages would gather there, making it quite lively.

Wei Yan stopped here, not because he didn't want to continue, but a wall of mist blocked his path, stopping his blade in its tracks.

Unlike the mist that permeated the path, this wall of fog had a tangible presence, and it was incredibly resilient. Even with Wei Yan's razor-sharp blade, which could cleave through copper walls and iron barriers, this fog wall remained unyielding.

No matter how many attacks come, they are all like stones sinking into the sea.

Wei Yan was extremely anxious. He keenly sensed that behind this fog wall, something was amiss. It wasn't a simple evil deed, it could even potentially affect his entire life.

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But at this time, the long sword was powerful, and he was caught between advancing and retreating!

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"Gentlemen, who has a solution Give it a try!" Wei Yan said in a deep voice: "The situation is urgent and there's no time to delay. I take full responsibility for everything."

At that moment, a disciple walked straight to the mist wall and began unbuckling his belt without saying a word.

"Hey, what are you doing" Someone pulled him back.

“Don’t stop me!” the man swore. “This place is full of ghosts and heavy with evil spirits. A boy's urine can ward off evil spirits, and I haven't lost my yang energy yet, so naturally, it's my duty to contribute!”

This man's name is Huang Ajian, he was a selected inner disciple from the previous session. He is a drinking buddy with Du Yexiao and has a good personality, but his brain isn't very sharp.

Wei Yan frowned, waiting for him to finish his urine, the mist wall remained motionless. Only the strong smell that lingered for a moment reminded everyone of what had happened.

“That’s not right, is the amount not enough” This person held back for a moment before turning around and calling out, “Do any of you have a child’s body Come together! Of course Zhao Ruocheng doesn’t need to come, your yang energy is too heavy. Du Yecho! Come quickly! Don’t be shy, your noble status means you will remain a virgin until old age, your yang energy must be abundant!”

If it weren't for the emergency situation, Du Yecho would have long since blasted his dog's head with a punch.

Zhao Ruocheng grinned and said, "Ah Zhan, think again. Is it that the urine of a boy isn't enough Do you need the blood of a boy instead"

Huang A-zhan, upon hearing this, stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully, appearing to genuinely consider the feasibility of it.

"Ever since I unleashed the Dragon's Breath Tornado, I've felt a bit weak," Wang Changxiang said. "When the tornado blew away the mist just now, I observed that the wandering spirits in Xiaolin Town formed a simple nine-palace array. At the time, I wasn't sure, but until now, with this center position being obstructed, I am certain of it."

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"How to crack it" Wei Yan asked directly.

"The arranger didn't put much thought into it, and with so many ghosts, it's very difficult to control them. So the solution is simple." Wang Changxiang said with a bitter smile, "Break the eyes of the other eight palaces, and this central palace will collapse on its own."

Wei Yan immediately said: "Wang Changxiang stays here to observe the situation, and four others listen to his command, ready to support all directions. I will go to Kan Palace, and the rest will be divided into seven groups, each breaking a palace. Finally, we will gather in front of this central palace."

The number of days is divided according to the sun rising and the moon setting. The sun rises at Zi (midnight) and the moon sets at Wu (noon), therefore, the nine palaces below Tai are arranged from Kan palace onwards.

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The Kǎn Palace is located in the true north, belonging to the element of water. For Wei Yan, this palace wouldn't be the easiest to resolve, but given his powerful strength, he doesn't need to worry about such things.

"I need to remind you all," Wang Changxiang said again, "the ghosts we've encountered along the way are all ordinary. But there must be vengeful spirits or powerful demons at every formation point. Everyone must proceed with caution."

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Zhao Langwei, Wei Yan, and Ma Shou immediately followed suit. At this moment, Zhao Langwei was the first to speak: "In that case, I shall go to Kun Palace."

Li Jianqiu was even more decisive, already drawing his sword and heading west. "I'll take care of Zhen Gong. The rest, you can distribute yourselves."

Powerful practitioners step forward and take responsibility, this is the backbone of a cultivator.

Jiang Wang and Ling He looked at each other, then spoke: "Our four brothers will be responsible for Xun Palace."

He wasn't exaggerating. His journey had shown him the capabilities of those around him. While he hadn't laid a solid foundation, his reliance on the Purple Qi Eastward Sword Technique made his strength subtly surpass that of an average ninth-rank cultivator.

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And Xun palace belongs to the wood element, with gold overcoming wood, it's just the right time. The remaining Zhen palace belonging to the wood element is already taken care of by Li Jianqiu, and in other palaces, he has a harder time performing than Zhao Rucheng.

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On the other hand, the occurrence of such events in Xiaolin Town will undoubtedly have a significant impact. Records exist detailing their contributions during this campaign. Ling He, Du Yehu, Zhao Rucheng are all at a crucial juncture where they are accumulating Dao Merit to exchange for Open Vein Pills. If they successfully resolve the matter within one palace, it will undoubtedly propel them forward significantly.

The choice of everyone strictly follows the Nine Palace sequence. The Nine Palaces, with two and four as shoulders, six and eight as feet, left three right seven, wearing nine and one foot. From one to nine, they are Kan, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Zhong, Qian, Du, Gen, Li.

Along the way, Jiang Wang and Zhao Ruocheng's extraordinary swordsmanship had already been recognized by everyone, so no one said much. The remaining twenty disciples of the Dao Institute were divided into five groups of four, each choosing one of the remaining four palaces.

It has to be said that Wang Changxiang's contribution of the Dragonfly whirlwind was huge earlier, allowing everyone to find their way again in such heavy fog. This is the prerequisite for cracking the entire ghost formation.

The Xun Palace is located in the southeast. Jiang Wang, holding his sword, walked through the thick fog. When he vaguely saw the inn ahead, he was certain. The only inn in Xiaolin Town was in the southeast direction, and they hadn't taken a wrong turn.

“Be careful,” Ling He suddenly said, “I feel something very dangerous exists ahead.”

Ling He's intuition has always been accurate, and several people didn't dare to underestimate it.

Jiang Wang nodded. "That must be the vengeful spirit that Wang Shidi mentioned, it also represents the eye of the Xun Palace formation. Rucheng, how many forms of the Purple Qi Comes East Sword Killing Technique do you master"

“All have become proficient.” Zhao Rucheng said.

As for this guy's talent, Jiang Wang had nothing to say. He immediately commanded: "I'll make the first move, and you follow up. As soon as possible, unleash your strongest attack and strive to eliminate the target in the shortest time. The big brother and second brother watch over the surroundings and don't let other wandering souls rush over. If necessary, unleash your blood qi without hesitation."

Before laying the foundation, if one couldn't master techniques like the Transcendent Sword of Auspicious Qi, the only way to harm ghosts would be through explosive blood qi. However, blood qi is the root of a person's being, and expending it puts immense strain on the body. Therefore, both Ling He and Du Yehu had been extremely restrained all along.

But for Jiang Wang's command, they didn't hesitate at all. That was the tacit understanding cultivated in countless battles fought side by side.

Though the mist obscured the view beyond a certain distance, several brothers quickly pinpointed the target area and dispersed to encircle it.

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Just then, a sharp shriek suddenly rang out, seeming to be right beside his ear. Jiang Wang looked forward, and a flash of sword light suddenly appeared!

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The Purple Qi Arrives From the East Sword, First Form of Killing!

A crimson claw was just pinned by the long sword, and the resentful spirit of Xun Gong's position appeared before several people.

All those wandering souls along the way were not much different from humans in life, only their forms were faint and pale. But this vengeful spirit was completely different, already looking like another kind of creature.

It had a ferocious face with fangs, and stood nearly two meters tall. It was strong and muscular, with bulging veins, and its claws were crimson red, one dripping with blood at the tip.

Jiang Wang had known beforehand that in the thick fog, a vengeful spirit's perception would be far superior to theirs. That's why he had been on high alert, his sword stance ready to unleash at any moment. This allowed him to withstand the vengeful spirit's attack immediately.

But he still underestimated the power of this vengeful spirit.

In the brief respite created by the whirlwind, they saw thousands of wandering spirits. Yet, only these eight vengeful ghosts, who had taken up residence in the Nine Palaces, emerged. Whether cultivated by humans or born from natural skirmishes, the resentment these ghosts carried was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Although Jiang Wang blocked the first attack, he was still grazed by another claw, tearing a strip of flesh from his left arm.

The blood dripping from the ghost’s claw came from his wound. Fortunately, the wound wasn't serious.

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Just as Jiang Wang was fighting back after being attacked, Zhao Ruocheng's sword also moved!

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The first style of the Purple Qi Eastern Coming Sword focuses on speed, allowing for attacks as swift as thunder and defenses as impenetrable as lightning. The emperor's wrath is like thunder, unleashed in an instant, yet capable of shaking the entire world!

Before the vengeful spirit could even savor the ripped strips of flesh, Zhao Rucheng's sword pierced its abdomen.

Zha Ru-cheng, with his sword and men, plunged directly into the vengeful ghost. Due to the difference in size, it looked like a monkey clinging to a man.

The resentful ghost let out a heart-wrenching wail and abruptly lowered its head.

Oh no!

Zhao Ruchen was startled, kicking the vengeful spirit's claw with his foot and leaping backwards in a somersault, discarding his sword to escape. The vengeful spirit tried to pursue, but Jiang Wang's figure flashed before its eyes like lightning.

The second form of the Sword Technique of the Eastern Violet Qi, its essence lies in accuracy.

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Though Jiang Wang was already far away, his sword light had just slashed across the resentment ghost's eyeballs.

In that instant, the dark-blue liquid exploded like a burst of magma, and the vengeful spirit let out an earsplitting shriek. This being, whose mind had been muddled before, now fixed its remaining right eye on Jiang Wang with burning hatred.

It simply stopped covering its eyes, allowing the dark green liquid to flow freely. A sword, still wavering precariously, remained embedded in its body, and it strode confidently towards Jiang Wang!

Ling He, who was driving away the wandering spirits outside the battle circle, shot his sword towards Zhao Ru Cheng amidst his busy schedule. “Go on!”

Zhao Ruocheng leaped into the air, seizing Ling He's sword mid-flight. Like a meteor chasing the moon, he launched himself once more, striking the vengeful ghost from behind. This sword pierced its nape, the tip emerging from under its chin, resting upon its chest!

The vengeful spirit roared and lashed out with its claws. Because of the angle, this claw was bound to be slower than the previous one. So Zhao Ruocheng braced his feet against its back, wanting to use its momentum to pull out his sword and retreat. But unexpectedly, the blade was firmly gripped by the vengeful spirit's muscles, and he couldn't draw it out at once. He hesitated for a moment.

At that instant, the gigantic claw of the vengeful ghost slammed into him, sending Zhao Ruocheng flying several meters and crashing into the thick fog. His life or death remained unknown!

...Bear in mind that there are countless restless spirits still wandering within this dense fog!

At this moment, Jiang Wangren was across from him. Ling He was still entangled with the wandering soul after sending the sword, and only Du Yehu, who guarded the battle circle like him, was closest. He had long been unable to hold back. His purpose in coming here was to eradicate evil and purify the world, not to be sheltered and mingle with Dao Xun, or even become a burden!

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Only a roar, like thunder, could be heard. Du Yehu's entire being erupted with the full force of his blood and energy. His blood qi, like a tangible substance, surged towards the heavens, for a moment resembling billowing smoke!

War clouds gather!

Only a martial artist whose qi and blood are exceptionally strong to a certain degree can activate the Qi Blood Wolf Smoke. Even Jiang Wang is unable to do so.

And Du Yexiao's full-power burst this time proves that he is not inferior to anyone.

He was enveloped in the tangible power of Qi and blood, his body seemingly clad in a crimson battle robe. He rushed to Zhao Rucheng's side in just a few steps, moving at several times his usual speed!s already broken out, if we were to specifically depict the channels under various rules — at this moment, these channels are like a raging sea, information itself cannot traverse them, it can only be...