The Heaven-Burning Massacre Tower spread ripples across eight hundred miles of void, with karma fire red lotuses suddenly blooming, while the Great Brightness Golden Seal descended like stars across the sky, pressing down toward Su Jie. In the face of this top-grade spiritual treasure, Su Jie’s Green Phoenix Red Flood Dragon Fan and Green Wave Furious Tide Umbrella appeared insignificant. Su Jie’s expression remained unchanged, for behind him, a blood-colored curtain was unfurling. An endless Blood Sea instantly took form, transforming into a blood-colored ocean that covered the sky, raising waves in the tens of thousands. The Brahma Heaven Slaughter Tower fell into the Blood Sea, where karma fire red lotuses incinerated the filth, and the Brightness Golden Seal evaporated layers of the Blood Sea. Yet, the Blood Sea surged even more vigorously, each wave higher than the last, roaring and sweeping across, darkening the skies, filling the world with murky qi, and forming countless terrifying blood-colored wave crests, crashing against the Heaven-Burning Massacre Tower, causing this top-grade spiritual treasure to rise and fall in the Blood Sea, at times visible, at times hidden. Even the Brahma Heaven Slaughter Tower, in the face of Su Jie’s eleventh layer Blood Sea Devouring Sky Demon Skill, couldn’t instantly obliterate the vast Blood Sea. Batu Gu Fan Zhi’s expression slightly altered. Of course, he had heard of Su Jie’s renowned Blood Sea Devouring Sky Demon Skill, but hearing about it and witnessing it firsthand were entirely different experiences. He knew the Blood Sea Devouring Sky Demon Skill was powerful, but he hadn’t expected it to be this formidable. "Devil, stop being arrogant." "Amitabha Buddha, devil, how dare you rampage, surrender now." Seeing this, Avati Poluo and Yakup Shadi joined the battlefield simultaneously, despite being angrily chastised by others for ganging up against one. Avati Poluo wielded the Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle, as swastikas roamed like living things over his shriveled body, swiftly charging toward Su Jie. "Dharma Form - Friend Snake!" Halfway through, he had already displayed the Dharma Form. From the void emerged a giant red snake, with a red body and white belly, emitting a mooing sound from its abdominal cavity, coiled behind him. Once it appeared, the ground below immediately appeared as though made of red-hot iron, bringing great drought. "Dharma Form - Tiding!" Yakup Shadi’s seductive and charming face emitted a soft voice. In the void, a creature with a tiger’s head, a single horn, dog’s ears, a dragon’s body, a lion’s tail, and feet of a qilin formed, supporting Yakup Shadi. Seeing Avati Poluo and Yakup Shadi, these two Purple Mansion Divine Monks, throwing away their dignity, aiming to overpower Su Jie with numbers, the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples watching cursed angrily, infuriated. Qin Yushang clenched her silver teeth. Despite knowing she wasn’t a match, she decided not to stand by any longer. "Western Regions evil monks, do you really think there’s no one in the Da Li Dynasty?" She soared upwards, bursting out splendid divine light, exhibiting the momentum of the seventh realm of the Daoist Platform without any doubt. "White Tiger Hall Master, hehe, I’ll take you down too." Upon seeing Qin Yushang, Avati Poluo immediately recognized her identity, his eyes emanating killing intent, and the Friend Snake Dharma Form lunged at Qin Yushang to bite. The cultivators below shook their heads upon seeing this scene. Although Qin Yushang possessed the strength of the seventh realm of the Daoist Platform, a peak very few could reach in their lifetimes, in the face of Purple Mansion Cultivators, it was still not enough. Just as Qin Yushang was about to be devoured by the Friend Snake, an even more ferocious blood-filled maw rose from the Firefly Sea. The void shook greatly, and the Thousand-Handed Centipede bit onto the neck of the Friend Snake, its body far more massive and brutal than the Dharma Form. The Friend Snake struggled constantly, the void spilling countless blood as if raining down, which transformed into spiritual energy, dissipating halfway through. The Friend Snake Dharma Form emitted a mooing sound, using the sky as a drum and mountains as drumsticks, striking a thunderous devil’s sound, causing mountains to crack wide open. Crackle! Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥 The scales on the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s body surface shattered, but it remained utterly fearless, its pale corpse hands snaking around the Friend Snake, its golden vertical pupils fixed on Avati Poluo, causing his hair to stand on end. For at this moment, the physical body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede was transforming into a Chaos Dao creature. Its massive insect body, like a mountain, began to blur, scales turning into clusters of bluish-black phosphorus fire magma, transforming into the energy form of Void Abyss Phosphorus Fire, while the dragon-shaped crown on its head solidified into Nine Heavens Frost Ice, and its insect eyes transformed into Jade Void Thunder... At this point, the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s body could no longer be defined as flesh and blood, but as a body constructed of energy, matter, and void. The Friend Snake, ensnared tightly, began to collapse under the burning of the Void Abyss Phosphorus Fire. This Void Abyss Phosphorus Fire was one of the natural disasters of the Tao River, capable of harming the Yang God. Many Purple Mansion cultivators, when their Yang God departed their bodies and entered the Tao River, would avoid encounters with this Void Abyss Phosphorus Fire at all cost, fearing contact. Now that the Friend Snake, transformed from a Yang God, was burned, the scene resembled spring snow meeting hot oil, being burned to a gruesome sight. Avati Poluo also shrieked miserably, as the damage to his Yang God brought him intense suffering. If things continued this way, it wouldn’t be long before the Thousand-Handed Centipede could directly burn away his Dharma Form. Unavoidably, Avati Poluo could only let Friend Snake break its own tail to survive, shattering part of its body, leaving only a portion of its Dharma Aspect Yang God to burrow back into its body, for if things continued . The thousand-hand centipede seemed displeased, its cold golden vertical pupils fixated on Avati Poluo, itself rushing forward rapidly. "This bug is not simple, Yakup Shadi, come quickly to assist me." Avati Poluo, under the gaze of the thousand-hand centipede, felt his hair stand on end, a strong sense of threat engulfed his body and mind, disregarding aiding Batu Gu Fan Zhi, choosing instead to seek help from Yakup Shadi, as he couldn’t decide the outcome on Batu Gu Fan Zhi’s side for the moment, it’s better to first solve this giant centipede. "Alright, I will later go to eliminate that demon." Seeing the situation, Yakup Shadi, seeing Avati Poluo in an even more perilous position, directly retrieved a Green Jade Treasure Bottle from the storage bag, yet another mid-grade spiritual treasure. The mouth of the Green Jade Treasure Bottle aimed at the thousand-hand centipede, three thousand golden flying swords instantly shot out, slicing through the heavens and the earth, seeming to want to cut the thousand-hand centipede into pieces. But at this moment, a red wedding dress spread from the ground, with Nine Nether Yin energy like a dancing giant tentacle, directly engulfing the golden flying swords one by one. "Who did you call a demon!" At the same time, a ghostly voice echoed behind Yakup Shadi. Yakup Shadi’s heart skipped a beat, a red wedding dress figure unknown to him appeared behind him, a pure white jade hand reaching for the top of his skull. The jade hand solidly collided with Yapu’s body, directly smashing his flesh to a pulp. Seeing Yapu’s body, his flesh rotted away, his skin emitting a strong putrid stench, this was Han Ruyan’s curse. "The ghost bride? Purple Mansion’s power..." Yakup Shadi gazed at the suddenly appearing Han Ruyan, sensing the Nine Netherworld Yin Qi within her like an ocean, the curse power directly wounding his physical body, undoubtedly possessing Purple Mansion’s battle power. Having investigated Su Jie’s intelligence, Yakup Shadi knew that Su Jie had a ghost bride by his side, but the intelligence did not mention that she was a Ninth Grade Fierce Ghost, with such terrifying combat capability. "If you want to bully my husband with numbers, you’ll have to pass through me first." Han Ruyan’s figure floated like smoke in the air, looking down at Yakup Shadi with a condescending look. Qin Yushang looked at the thousand-hand centipede and then at Han Ruyan, finally understanding why Su Jie had this confidence, as it turns out, Su Jie in terms of Purple Mansion’s power is not inferior to the Esoteric Sect. This battle, too, had no room for her to intervene, and involuntarily, Qin Yushang’s gaze shifted to the other side, choosing to fly towards the Esoteric Buddhist Dao Platform Realm high monks brought by Yakup Shadi. "Even a sinister creature like a female ghost dares to appear before me, watch as I purify you. Banya Bamaho, all Dharma is empty form, neither born nor extinguished, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing, seeing the true self." Yakup Shadi’s face twisted, their Buddhism most restrains ghosts, even if Han Ruyan is a Purple Mansion cultivator, he never thought he would lose. Thinking this way, Yakup Shadi himself began to transform, his entire body exuding a chill, his eyes bursting with cold light, his skin peeled away like clothing, revealing the connections of sinew and gleaming white bones within. He appeared solemn and majestic, adorned with a treasure crown on his head, heavenly robes on his body, and a tightly fitting embroidered skirt around his waist. Yet all was carved from white bones, with a flower smile, he startlingly turned into a White Bone Bodhisattva. Upon completion of his transformation, his Dharma Listening listened directly to him, letting out a soul-shaking roar, aiming to bite Han Ruyan’s head. He himself recited true words with a burst of his tongue, chanting "Nirvana Breaking Demon Scripture", his left hand activating the Green Jade Treasure Bottle, countless golden relic flying swords instantly arrived, while his right hand formed the Demon Suppression Technique, white bones formed a gigantic palm covering everything, with Buddha light capable of purifying all evil within the crevices. A blood moon floated behind Han Ruyan, three thousand black hairs dancing, the blood-colored wedding dress reflecting a silhouette of great dark void, terrifying curse power diffused, the sky at some point falling countless paper money, the land of a hundred miles turned rust iron blood-colored, transforming the mountains and forests into a somber dead land. Han Ruyan gently pointed with a jade finger, the curse power staining like ink. The relic flying swords were submerged by paper money, the white bone giant palm dissolved into nothingness mid-air, countless twisted spell writings emerged on Yakup Shadi’s White Bone Bodhisattva form, resembling blinking human eyes, or the slitted mouths of ghosts, ghostly energy burst instantly. Yakup Shadi’s entire expression stiffened, fissures appeared on the white bone of his body, some areas even turned to bone powder falling with a shiver. In the face of Han Ruyan’s terrifying Yin energy and curse, the golden Buddha light raised by Yakup Shadi was scarcely enough to see, not only did it fail to threaten Han Ruyan, but it was Han Ruyan who laid the curse on him instead. Yakup Shadi couldn’t believe it, his hand forming a Dharma seal, with Tiding under his feet charging, he couldn’t accept losing to a Fierce Ghost. But Han Ruyan wielded a large banner, with layers of ghostly images. With Han Ruyan waving the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, the sky descended with a sword mountain, the blade’s edge resembling beheading great sabers, emitting wailing cries of ghosts and deities. From the earth spewed a sea of flames, the entire ground like a red-hot iron block, with flames and magma constantly surging, shaking violently as if about to turn over. A Yellow Spring River spanned heaven and earth, with corpses floating and sinking, countless Yin Souls swimming like schools of fish in the river water. The sword mountain descended from the sky, the sea of flames surged, eighteen bone mountains roared down, and the ghostly Yellow Spring River flowed, directly sweeping Yakup Shadi and his Dharma Listening into the Array Map.