They both had to retreat to the "Ghost Gate," relying on the array to resist. Otherwise, the people from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," using this spring rain to set up a trap and continuing to draw on the power of heaven and earth, their formation wouldn’t be able to withstand the ferocious power of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect." Under such circumstances, even if they were relentlessly beaten by the four people from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," they gritted their teeth and held their ground here. At this moment, the two Supreme Elders of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" had only one hope in their hearts, that the reinforcements from their sect would gather and support them. "Hahaha! Shadow Ghost! Grief Ghost! Do you really think you can block the four of us here?" A "Shenxiao Dao Sect" figure, dressed in flowing purple robes, laughed loudly, a flash of purple lightning in his hand, with a "boom," sending the Shadow Ghost flying backwards. "If you don’t retreat now, there won’t be another chance!" Another clear voice rang out. It turned out to be a Daoist nun, dressed in white Daoist robes, but the evil qi on her face was unlike the serene demeanor of an immortal. It seemed this Daoist nun was not a kind person. As her figure flashed, she had already appeared behind the Shadow Ghost silently, and a jade-like hand struck him. This palm hit solidly on the Shadow Ghost’s back, making him stagger and spit out a mouthful of blood. If it weren’t for Grief Ghost constantly watching out and stopping the other two Nascent Soul cultivators of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," Shadow Ghost would have surely died this time. "Bastards! You’ve gone too far! I’ll fight you to the death!" Initially, Shadow Ghost had been calm, considering how to maneuver around the opponent without any intention of risking his life. Now, having been repeatedly injured, his anger flared up. The Nascent Soul cultivator of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect," with long nails, clawed at his own heart, instantly piercing the skin, spraying a blood sword. Before the heart’s blood could fly far, he quickly grabbed it, simultaneously summoning a talisman brush, writing a talisman in midair, chanting, and finally shouting, "I am the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld, commanding all ghosts of the world, wandering ghosts of the four directions, serve me now, hasty as a command, decree!" Immediately, the talisman was completed and activated. In the high sky, the sound of ghostly wailing echoed, and many ghost creatures, receiving the decree, began to gather here. "Want to play for real?" The purple-robed Daoist, white-robed nun, and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" all took a few steps back, each with a vigilant expression. Just as the person was about to use countless ghost creatures to block the attacks of the Nascent Soul cultivators of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," he suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, quickly looked up to the deep sky, and saw a figure coming from the southern sky. This person was dressed in a Yin Yang Eight Trigrams Daoist Robe, tall with black shiny hair and beard, appearing majestic with a touch of detached compassion. It seemed his every word and action could influence the life and death of billions of beings. This figure from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" stepped through the air, reaching out to grab, then instantly, his wide sleeve spanned the sky, and those ghost creatures that had just gathered, forming a pervasive ghostly aura, were caught into his sleeve. The ghost creatures in the void disappeared completely, and even a celestial thunder in midair was captured into his sleeve. "Sect Leader Venerable of Shenxiao Dao Sect, Ming Lingchuan!" Whether it was Shadow Ghost or Grief Ghost, seeing this scene, they couldn’t help but cry out in shock. No one expected the Sect Leader Venerable of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" to personally take action! "Sleeve Universe! A true immortal technique!" Grief Ghost’s voice was a bit bitter. Facing the Sect Leader Venerable of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," he felt a bit scared. The Sect Leader Venerable of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" achieved his Dao status later, far less earlier than the Supreme Elders of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect," Grief Ghost and Shadow Ghost. Ming Lingchuan had only recently advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm in recent years. The source of this content ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥 But as the Sect Leader Venerable of a major sect, he held an invincible treasure of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" in his hand. Ming Lingchuan achieved his illustrious reputation by using the treasure to crush a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator to soul annihilation while he was still at the Golden Core Great Perfection. The fact that this person had now advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm terrified the demonic cultivators. Moreover, here and now, the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" only had two Nascent Soul cultivators, while the other side, including the newly arrived Ming Lingchuan, had five great Nascent Soul cultivators! Even if they fought with their lives, they wouldn’t be a match! Grief Ghost looked at the Shadow Ghost, who was performing Ghost Divine Techniques, and spoke bitterly. "Sigh! It seems there’s no other choice!" Shadow Ghost performed Ghost Dao Techniques, his face pale. He intended to turn the tide, but failed miserably, wasting much of his heart’s blood to no avail. This outcome left him exceedingly disappointed. "Want to leave now? No such good fortune!" Ming Lingchuan laughed, ordering, "Supreme Elders, capture these two demons with me!" "Yes, Sect Leader Venerable!" The other four Supreme Elders laughed, their figures flashing, surrounding the two demonic cultivators in midair. "Ming Lingchuan, don’t go too far! Below, disciples are fighting to the death, but between Nascent Soul cultivators, there are rarely casualties. If you kill us, our Sect Leader will never let you go!" Shadow Ghost’s face turned nasty as he shouted angrily. The situation was out of control. The "Shenxiao Dao Sect" had schemed to surround them, and it seemed there was no escape today. Ming Lingchuan laughed disdainfully at the two, saying, "Shadow Ghost, Grief Ghost, you two are simply ridiculous! Even now, you’re still spouting nonsense! Instead, think about dying with some dignity!" "Indeed! To tell you, today, we came to deal with you!" The white-robed Daoist nun stated coldly. Shadow Ghost and Grief Ghost abandoned their last hope, realizing that the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" was serious this time. "Unity of Man and Ghost!" Shadow Ghost and Grief Ghost exchanged looks, their figures moving, they began to emit eerie ghost qi, with countless ghost creatures crawling in and out through their eyes, nose, ears, and mouth continuously. Their arms, legs, and torsos’ skin became uneven, like the skin of a toad. The skin wriggled, with something seemingly trying to emerge from their bodies. "Bang, bang, bang..." Next, their Daoist robes burst apart, revealing deformed bodies, releasing a foul stench from within. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Blood trickled out from the skin, as bumpy ghost creatures emerged from their bodies. The ghost creatures appeared in the void, screaming sharply at Ming Lingchuan and others, as if about to pounce on the dignitaries of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect." Seeing these grotesque creatures, Ming Lingchuan and others’ faces turned extremely grim. It’s a deep loathing from Profound Sect experts towards demonic and ghost paths. "What kind of ghost creatures are these?" The white-robed Daoist nun’s face turned ashen, she coldly spoke at the sight. The other three Nascent Soul cultivators beside her also looked grim, full of deep resentment towards the "Netherworld Ghost Sect." To cultivate such ghost creatures, countless innocent lives must have been harmed! Eliminating such beasts is indeed an act of divine justice!