Chapter 4: Contest of Magic
The Hundred Bones Daoist was caught off guard as Kang Mingyu surprisingly regained his composure. First, he dispersed the incoming crimson sword light with a single palm strike, and then he braced himself to withstand the blow from the Azure Flame Yin Thunder Blade. In the midst of his busy efforts, he still had the leisure to use a whip to disperse the Great Sun King’s radiant sun flames.
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Although the Bone Daoist was originally a true practitioner of the Dao, after gathering the bones of beasts and birds in the mountains and refining them into a法躯, he has transcended the realm of humans and demons, existing somewhere between gods and ghosts. Not only does he possess profound understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth, but his true energy and mental power are also formidable. Regardless of how the Great Sun Dharma King and the Great Sun Purple Flame Technique press in, they are unable to encroach upon the three feet surrounding this old Daoist.
The Baigu Daoist and the Great Sun Dharma King each exerted their utmost martial arts and spells, resulting in a fierce battle that darkened the heavens and obscured the earth. Although Kang Mingyu was considered outstanding among his fellow disciples, he could not discern the intricacies of the martial prowess and magical powers of these two unparalleled masters of the age. At this moment, Kang Mingyu's primordial spirit was merging with the shadowy soul of Xiang Yu. Countless figures flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. With every attack and every move from the Great Sun Dharma King and the Baigu Daoist, Kang Mingyu found himself involuntarily contemplating methods of countering and retaliating. This was a direct response from Xiang Yu's martial wisdom to the external energy fluctuations.
Silently and coldly observing the changes in the arena, no one knows who is truly in control within Kang Mingyu at this moment. Both the Great Sun Dharma King and the Hundred Bones Daoist are reluctant to provoke this figure who has long surpassed common reasoning. Thus, for the time being, it remains peaceful.
More than ten ghost generals, who had slain numerous evil spirits, became exceptionally fierce after replenishing their vitality. Even with the night fading, they remained unwilling to retreat. They were locked in a fierce battle with Kang Mingyu, who was fighting with reckless abandon. These ghost generals had been valiant and unruly in life, and in death, they refused to become mere puppets in the hands of others. The Hundred Bones Daoist was also quite troubled by these individuals.
The remaining two ghost generals were quite peculiar. One wore a white robe and wielded a long spear, with a face like a jade crown, and was surprisingly a rare handsome man. Although he was no longer a living being, he still exuded an aura of righteousness. Moreover, he was one of the few ghost generals who had a mount; beneath him was a blue-spotted white horse that galloped like a dragon, clearly not an ordinary creature. Although he participated in the siege against Kang Mingyu, he only made his move quietly when Kang Mingyu attempted to break free from the encirclement or when he aimed to slay a certain ghost general. The long spear in his hand appeared and disappeared mysteriously, and his martial arts were so extraordinary that even the Great Sun Dharma King would not dare to claim he could defeat this elegant white-robed ghost general with absolute certainty.
The Spirit Controlling and Ghost Subduing Technique, combined with the Secret Incantation of the Mother of Doumu, are two spells that were originally unrelated. The former is a sinister practice that absorbs the primordial spirits and souls of others to enhance one's own vitality, while the latter is an esoteric technique for refining the Heavenly Ghost Generals, used for manipulation akin to an external incarnation. All the yin spirits in this place have already been trapped by the formation of the Hundred Bones Daoist, and after being ritualistically refined for such a long time, they have become vastly different from ordinary yin spirits.
The Baigudaoist, while practicing the Doumu Xuanling secret spell, is most troubled by the unintentional summoning of the heroic spirit of Xiang Yu. This unparalleled overlord from over a thousand years ago, though deceased, remains undiminished in power, and even with the Baigudaoist's magical abilities, he cannot subdue this formidable ancient vengeful spirit. As a result, his progress in spell cultivation has been minimal. Today, however, the Great Sun Dharma King has utilized the youthful body of Kang Mingyu to seal the millennium-old vengeful spirit of the Western Chu Overlord, bringing great joy to the Baigudaoist. He does not fear the Great Sun Dharma King alone.
After a night of fierce battle, the sky began to brighten slightly. The roosters in Qingshan Village had already started crowing. In the east, the sun was rising, and the wind and rain from midnight had long since ceased. The ghostly soldiers that had been entangled throughout the night also transformed into black smoke and vanished into the ground
The Daoist priest of the Hundred Bones, if judged solely by his appearance, is clad in a flowing green Daoist robe that billows in the wind, adorned with an ancient, high crown, exuding an impressive demeanor. He appears more like a man of virtue than the tattered Great Sun Dharma King. This old Daoist rides the wind with his qi, conversing and laughing freely in mid-air. If others were to see him, they would likely regard him as a celestial being, bowing in reverence, and it would not be surprising if they offered incense and tributes. Just by this display, he could easily deceive many devout followers.
Although the Great Sun Dharma King possesses profound abilities, the sheer number of these ghostly soldiers is truly overwhelming. The Hundred Bones Daoist has expended countless efforts to cultivate the secret spell of the Doumu Xuanling, thereby gathering these fierce spirits. The Great Sun Dharma King, unable to eliminate them all at once, finds himself ensnared in a multitude of encirclements
The former is the Red Flame Sword Light Technique recently imparted by the Great Sun Dharma King, while the latter is Xiang Yu's lifelong ultimate skill, the Azure Flame Yin Thunder Blade. In terms of sheer ferocity and dominance, it far surpasses the Red Flame Sword Light Technique
Countless vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts crawled up with their numerous hands and feet. Kang Mingyu could only fight back with fists and feet, struggling fiercely in a chaotic scene. Fortunately, his vital energy was abundant and his primordial spirit vigorous. These phantoms were unable to invade his body; their mere tearing and biting could not harm this young Taoist priest.
Countless vengeful spirits, following the incantations of the Hundred Bones Daoist, coalesced into an overwhelming net, descending upon the Great Sun Dharma King. The Great Sun's Purple Flame Force clashed fiercely with the Hundred Bones Daoist's technique of gathering myriad souls. The shockwaves reverberated for dozens of miles, shaking the earth and mountains. In the distant Qingshan Village, Old Man Zhang had long been muttering: "Supreme Laozi, Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Great Compassionate Tathagata, and the Earth Store Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and the distressed." He did not understand why the little Daoist had not returned today, and why the commotion tonight seemed much greater than usual.
Not only that, but even the black-robed ghost general, who was absorbing the yin souls and completing the secret spell of the Doumu Xuansheng, let out a roar and burrowed underground. The remaining yin soldiers and ghost generals, compelled by some unknown force, suddenly let out a sharp howl in unison. Like a tide, they surged towards Kang Mingyu and the Great Sun Dharma King
Kang Mingyu, lifted into the air by a mysterious force, felt a continuous influx of dark energy permeating his body. The Baihui point at the top of his head resonated, while the primordial energy from the heavens above poured down. The eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve regular meridians within him were all unblocked by this external force. The true energy surged like rivers converging into the sea, flowing and circulating without pause.
The true energy within the body flows restlessly like the Yangtze River. In front, the Great Sun Dharma King opens the heavenly eye, while behind, he absorbs the martial wisdom of Xiang Yu's primordial spirit. Coupled with today's Spirit Capturing and Ghost Controlling Great Method, which has absorbed countless yin souls, his power has surged tenfold. These numerous factors have culminated in this moment. Kang Mingyu has finally broken through to the realm that martial artists dream of.
After a fierce battle, the eyes of Kang Mingyu, now bloodshot, were still unable to contain the surge of excitement. He continued to search for his opponent in all directions.
The Great Sun Dharma King was well aware of the formidable abilities of the Hundred Bones Daoist, and he maintained a steady defense without rashly launching a strong attack. At this moment, with the assistance of Kang Mingyu to share the pressure, the Great Sun Purple Flame surged violently. He transformed into a beam of golden light, cutting through the clouds and waves, breaking through the layers of water and clouds that protected the Hundred Bones Daoist, and the Vajra Staff aimed directly at the Hundred Bones Daoist's lower abdomen
Seeing Kang Mingyu in such a strange state, the Bone Daoist feared that the vengeful spirit of Xiang Yu would once again break free. With a thought, the surrounding restless spirits coalesced into dozens of black ropes, which shot across the air towards Kang Mingyu.
With a slight gesture of respect, the Great Sun Dharma King said: "Daoist, your cultivation has surpassed that of the monks for many years. Although this Doumu Xuanling secret spell absorbs the souls of the dead for practice, it is not without merit. However, two years ago, in order to practice your spells, you took the souls of tens of thousands of my soldiers outside Xunyang City. What is the reasoning behind this?"
The Art of Spirit Control and Ghost Suppression itself can absorb the primordial spirit and the memories of the soul. Kang Mingyu can now be said to have acquired the abilities of an unparalleled master out of thin air
Kang Mingyu reflected that although his natural talent was not lacking, his martial arts and spells within the Wuji Palace were merely average. Even among the predecessors of the Wuji Palace, only one had ever reached this level, namely the founding master of the Wuji Palace on Qingping Mountain, Liao Dao Ren. Being young and lacking the most profound teachings of the sect, the innate secret realm was merely a dream for him. Even if he were to work ten times harder, he feared there would be little hope of achieving this realm before the age of seventy or eighty.
The Great Sun Dharma King faced a formidable enemy and did not dare to be negligent. He could only watch helplessly as the black-robed ghost general charged into the surrounding formation of shadowy spirits.
With a fierce energy radiating, the Great Sun Dharma King, after dispelling the black mist and water clouds, could not help but exclaim that he had been deceived. Within the swirling black mist, there was nothing at all; the Hundred Bones Daoist had long since vanished without a trace, completely gone.
This is... this is the innate secret realm, a sign of the opening of the primordial orifices of heaven and earth
Suddenly coming to her senses, Kang Mingyu felt a whirlwind of emotions, a mix of surprise and joy
The azure cold light whip of the Hundred Bones Daoist shone with rolling shadows of the whip. The already tumultuous sky, under the influence of this sinister magical weapon, unleashed a torrential downpour. Countless streams of water converged into a white torrent, sweeping across the heavens and crashing down towards the Great Sun Dharma King on the ground.
The Hundred Bones Daoist smiled faintly, completely disregarding the astonishing move of the Great Sun Dharma King. With a long laugh, he was enveloped by a rolling mass of black energy. Before the Great Sun Dharma King could strike with his staff, he sensed something amiss in his heart. Believing that the power of the Great Sun Purple Flame was boundless, the Great Sun Dharma King remained unafraid and increased his strength by threefold, preparing to clash forcefully.
Seeing how this old Daoist can ruthlessly wipe out tens of thousands in military funds and set fire to the temple of the Great Sun Dharma King, slaughtering his disciples, one can understand the extent of cold-heartedness and ruthlessness of this Daoist, who is claimed to be one of the Ten Demons of the World
The young Kang Mingyu was originally shrouded in a dark aura, with an outer layer of yin energy condensing into a form resembling a towering figure, a magnificent giant standing eight feet tall, with a face adorned with thick whiskers, which was indeed the true appearance of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu, trapped within Kang Mingyu.
Regardless of martial arts cultivation or the Daoist practice of refining qi, to open all the hundred acupoints in the body and freely absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth to cultivate one's true qi requires decades of diligent effort, along with innate talent, endowment, and fortuitous opportunities, all of which are indispensable. Even after seventy or eighty years of arduous cultivation, there are many martial artists and practitioners who have not yet reached the innate secret realm. In today's world, the number of renowned figures and masters with such cultivation is unlikely to exceed a dozen.
The Baigu Daoist and the Great Sun Dharma King were well aware of each other's prowess and did not dare to act recklessly. However, neither of them anticipated that at this moment, the already chaotic Kang Mingyu would suddenly unleash a thunderous roar. Leaping high into the air, his entire body radiated a brilliant emerald light, as if undergoing another transformation
In a contest among masters, it is difficult to determine whether victory lies in the superiority of techniques or in the effectiveness of strategies when facing an opponent. At this moment, the Great Sun Dharma King secretly formed the Great Sun Wheel Seal, with true energy flowing like a vast river, under the clear sky and blazing sun, boundless and endless, without pause or respite
The Great Sun Dharma King possesses profound martial prowess and exceptional magical abilities, thus he is naturally unafraid of these shadowy soldiers and ghostly generals. However, although Kang Mingyu has suddenly gained strength and has opened the gateway between life and death, his methods for exorcising evil and casting spells have not seen significant improvement. Such magical arts must be cultivated step by step; there is no possibility of achieving instant success.
The mysterious spirit is glory, eternally preserving longevity, the Great Mystery is one, maintaining its true form, the five elements return to their positions, all souls gather and transform, conclude
The words of the Great Sun Dharma King had long been heard by Kang Mingyu. Although he was furious that this old bald donkey had used him to settle personal grievances, the two were ultimately on the same side now. The Hundred Bones Daoist would likely not be so easy to deal with. It was certainly not enough to simply inform him, "I am an innocent person deceived by this old bald donkey," and expect to leave like a good-natured believer.
Feeling an ominous premonition, the Hundred Bones Daoist gathered strength in his five fingers. With a swift motion, a green light whip emerged from his palm, striking towards the Great Sun Dharma King from a distance. This green light whip, known as the Qingchi Cold Light Whip, is one of the ten most sinister magical weapons. It is said to have originally been a cold ice chi dragon sealed within the Cold Eye of the North Sea, which the Hundred Bones Daoist painstakingly cultivated into a magical treasure. Not only is it capable of stirring up rivers and seas and manipulating water forces, but it also carries an icy chill that has remained unchanged for ten thousand years, showcasing unparalleled power and a malevolent, sinister nature. It is said to have originally been a cold ice chi dragon sealed within the Cold Eye of the North Sea, which the Hundred Bones Daoist painstakingly cultivated into a magical treasure. Not only is it capable of stirring up rivers and seas and manipulating water forces, but it also carries an icy chill that has remained unchanged for ten thousand years, showcasing unparalleled power and a malevolent, sinister nature.
Is it possible that this young Taoist is not subduing demons and vanquishing evil? However, it seems that the demon has subdued that young Taoist instead
Kang Mingyu inadvertently absorbed the Yin spirit refined by the Doumu Xuanling secret spell, and by a stroke of luck, transformed himself into something akin to the Dutiangui General
The last one was clad in azure armor, with an inner robe of fiery red. His stature was so tall that he stood out among the many ghost generals like a crane among chickens. Occasionally, he would raise his head to look, and a pair of eyes faintly glimmered with two flickering azure ghost flames, which even startled the Great Sun Dharma King.
Originally, the Baigu Daoist was concerned that his meticulously cultivated battle soul would not be able to withstand the formidable might of Xi Chu's Overlord Xiang Yu's millennium of dominance, and thus he had long refrained from unleashing the battle soul. The Doumu Xuanling secret spell, once successfully cultivated, would allow countless yin souls to form the Dutiangui General, akin to an external manifestation of oneself. In combat, it could more than double one's power. Although Kang Mingyu had absorbed hundreds of yin souls, it was still merely a drop in the bucket compared to the myriad ghost formation set up by the Baigu Daoist, which bound hundreds of thousands of malevolent yin souls. The Dutiangui General itself was a condensation of myriad yin souls, and its absorption speed was far beyond what the Spirit Controlling and Ghost Commanding technique could compare to. In such a short time, countless yin souls had already been held captive, condensed into a massive energy cocoon, continuously twisting and expanding, seemingly on the verge of bursting forth at any moment.
Although this old man speaks nonsense, he seems to uphold the legitimacy of the Han dynasty. However, when it comes to his own life, Kang Mingyu feels that it is not a big deal for this traitor to act a little. At worst, he could kill some Yuan soldiers and generals in the future to atone for his sins
The Great Sun Dharma King seized the opportunity, and the Great Sun Wheel Seal erupted in full force. With one foot planted on the ground, he soared into the sky, charging directly towards the floating Baigu Daoist in mid-air.
The Daoist of the Hundred Bones smacked his lips and said nonchalantly: "I cannot bear to see those soldiers slaughtering my Han people. I believe that Heaven has a benevolent nature, so I went to offer comfort. The commanding general Yelu Bu Hua cannot comprehend the compassion of the Daoist, and I am left with no choice but to act as I have."
Although the Great Sun Dharma King possesses profound Buddhist teachings and has attained one of the six supernatural powers of the Buddha, the ability to traverse through the air, he humbly believes that he cannot compare to this demonic path that moves like lightning. Therefore, he firmly stands on the ground. The Great Sun's purple flames condense into a sphere of radiant light akin to a blazing sun, striking down like a torrent from the Milky Way, vaporizing the water dragon into smoke.
Kang Mingyu was overwhelmed by countless malevolent spirits, and it can be said that he was in a state of extreme distress. Yet, he himself was unaware that, despite the overwhelming number of fierce spirits and evil ghosts descending upon him, he was still able to push them away one by one. Such power had long surpassed that of ordinary individuals. As he continuously exerted his strength, the image of Xiang Yu that enveloped his body became increasingly agitated, with hair standing on end and muscles bulging. The dense, chilling aura also grew stronger and stronger as he continued to exert his strength, and the image of Xiang Yu surrounding his body became increasingly agitated, with hair standing on end and muscles bulging. The dense, chilling aura also grew stronger and stronger.
In a resounding laugh that echoed through the heavens, a slender figure soared into the sky. It is unclear how long he had been buried in the ground. As soon as the Bone Path talent appeared, a black-robed ghost general, fully clad in dark golden armor, separated from behind him.
Hahaha! Thank you, Dharma King, for your assistance. I was originally worried about being unable to control the heroic spirit of the Western Chu Hegemon. I dared not release my own battle spirit for cultivation, which has delayed my progress significantly. Today, with the great support of the Dharma King, I will surely repay this kindness in the future
The talisman in Kang Mingyu's hand is not very effective against these malevolent spirits, and its power is rather weak. The newly learned Red Flame Sword Light Technique consumes an immense amount of true energy and mental power, making it unsuitable for frequent use. Although the Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade is an unparalleled martial art with unmatched power, its effectiveness in killing is such that it can leave corpses strewn across the fields, charging through formations and slaying generals, achieving ten victories and ten decisive strikes. However, when it comes to killing ghosts, it proves to be of little use.
"How did the few disciples of that monk, along with the seven hundred resident monks, provoke the Daoist brother, leading to the capture of their primordial spirits and the burning of the old monk's place of residence?" At this point, the Great Sun Dharma King spoke in a calm and unruffled tone, showing no signs of anger. However, the Great Sun Purple Flame energy emanating from him suddenly erupted, with fierce flames that seemed ready to soar. In the midst of the blazing light, the Great Sun Dharma King appeared as if the true body of the Great Sun Tathagata had manifested in the world, and the vast Buddhist power swept away the surrounding malevolent spirits and ghostly energies, scattering them in all directions. Yet, the Great Sun Purple Flame energy continued to surge violently, with flames that seemed eager to ascend. In the radiance, the Great Sun Dharma King resembled the true manifestation of the Great Sun Tathagata, and the immense Buddhist power dispersed the surrounding ghostly energies, blowing them away in a sweeping motion.
forced to do something against one's will
The Great Sun Dharma King was not aware of the details of the secret spell of the Mother of the Dark Spirit practiced by the Hundred Bones Daoist; he had only heard about it in general. Meanwhile, the Hundred Bones Daoist merely thought that Kang Mingyu was a carefully placed ace up the sleeve of the Great Sun Dharma King, unaware that the Great Sun Dharma King had also acted on a whim, bringing this young Daoist along as a scapegoat.
Having absorbed a substantial amount of malevolent spirits, Kang Mingyu's divine essence is extraordinarily powerful. A sense of oppressive pressure gradually spreads. The ghostly soldiers and generals, who were originally drifting around engaged in their own battles, all instinctively avoid Kang Mingyu upon sensing the unmatched chilling and domineering aura emanating from him
The Great Sun Dharma King, witnessing the cold light of the azure dragon whip accompanied by a torrent of icy currents, shouted loudly, "Bring the staff!" The Vajra staff, which had already been dropped to the ground by Kang Mingyu, seemed to come to life, as the golden light from the staff lifted it from the ground and flew into the hands of the Great Sun Dharma King
Although Kang Mingyu had made significant progress in martial arts, he was still on a different level compared to figures like the Baigu Daoist and the Great Sun Dharma King. The sky was filled with swirling water dragons, bringing a chilling atmosphere, as countless malevolent spirits coalesced into a net of heaven and earth, layer upon layer pressing down. Kang Mingyu believed that the Great Sun Dharma King was already at a disadvantage. With a point of his left index finger, a dark red sword light shot straight into the sky, while his right hand formed a claw, with numerous green electric sparks dancing among his fingers. With a casual wave, the surging lightning energy blade followed closely behind the crimson sword light, howling away. Kang Mingyu believed that the Great Sun Dharma King was already at a disadvantage. With a point of his left index finger, a dark red sword light shot straight into the sky, while his right hand formed a claw, with numerous green electric sparks dancing among his fingers. With a casual wave, the surging lightning energy blade followed closely behind the crimson sword light, howling away.
Kang Mingyu felt as if the world within him was turned upside down, a surge of fierce and domineering true energy rising from his dantian. It traveled up his spine, breaking through the major vertebrae, mingmen, taiyang, and various significant acupoints, ultimately breaking through the heavenly spirit point and connecting with the vast cosmos.
Among the ghost generals besieging Kang Mingyu, only four caught the attention of the Great Sun Dharma King. One of them, with a green face and a single eye, had a robust physique. His spear unleashed a flurry of blossoms, and had he not focused on deflecting most of Kang Mingyu's attacks, the other ghost generals would have long been sent into a state of disarray by Kang Mingyu's onslaught.
Moreover, this old demon has long been over several hundred years old, and there is no evidence to ascertain whether he is a genuine Han Chinese. Perhaps he is a descendant of the Liao or Jin dynasties from several hundred years ago, or it is also possible that he is of the Western Xia barbarian lineage.
Without mentioning Zhang Laohan's wild fantasies, it is indeed quite dire for Kang Mingyu at this moment. Bound by the Nine Yin Soul Binding Rope of the Hundred Bones Daoist, the already unrestrained Xiang Yu, the spirit of a millennium, suddenly surged in momentum. Kang Mingyu's bones and muscles appeared to be pulled by some force, gradually expanding, with the muscles resembling air-filled pouches, swelling prominently. The skin seemed unable to withstand such force, a thin layer bulging as if it could burst at any moment, with purple veins vividly visible, winding like dragon branches all over the body. Kang Mingyu's bones and muscles appeared to be pulled by some force, gradually expanding, with the muscles resembling air-filled pouches, swelling prominently. The skin seemed unable to withstand such force, a thin layer bulging as if it could burst at any moment, with purple veins vividly visible, winding like dragon branches all over the body.
The Bone Daoist observed the imposing presence of the Great Sun Dharma King and was secretly astonished, thinking: "This old bald donkey truly deserves to be called one of the four great masters of the present age; he is indeed extraordinary. It seems I must not be complacent."
Although it is a vague and ethereal vengeful spirit, as soon as the King of Western Chu appears, an overwhelming pressure fills the air. The Nine Yin Soul Binding Ropes that were entangled around him are drawn in like a long whale sucking in the sea, all sinking into Kang Mingyu's body. With each soul absorbed, Xiang Yu's image becomes clearer. Once all the surrounding souls are completely drawn into Kang Mingyu's body, a dense black mist envelops him tightly, and Xiang Yu's likeness solidifies, indistinguishable from that of a living person.
Could it be that these ghostly generals are able to retain their wisdom from their previous lives? No wonder the Hundred Bones Demon has always been reluctant to release the battle souls he has refined; where did he gather so many formidable ancient battle spirits?
In the midst of the battle, Kang Mingyu had already unleashed his sexual energy. He no longer felt fear. With his internal energy surging, the fierce spirits and evil ghosts that had previously pinned him down were all sent flying. The true energy coursing through his body became increasingly swift, allowing Kang Mingyu to move as swiftly as a galloping horse, charging through the battlefield as if it were a realm devoid of ghosts. Often, before the ghostly soldiers could approach, they were already knocked away by the fierce wind generated by the energy emanating from Kang Mingyu.
Kang Mingyu has already been used by the Great Sun Dharma King to seal the yin spirit of Xiang Yu. Although the resources have not yet been fully utilized, the battle spirit ghost generals refined by the Hundred Bones Daoist are also sealed within. However, the Great Sun Dharma King is naturally open-minded and does not concern himself with it. In any case, whether Kang Mingyu is alive or dead does not weigh on his mind. At this point, having served his purpose, he can simply be kicked aside.
With the Vajra Staff in hand, the Great Sun Dharma King exudes even greater momentum. The Great Sun Purple Flame Energy circulates, and the Vajra Staff radiates brilliant light across the sky, clashing with the cold light whip of the Hundred Bones Daoist.
Another figure is exceedingly ugly, with its head split in two by a person. When it moves, it does so aimlessly; at times, when encountering Kang Mingyu, its swordsmanship is fierce and sharp, and it can actually match him blow for blow. At other times, when it encounters other ghost generals, it strikes down with a single blow, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Although Xiang Yu was the greatest general in the world, his spirit did not perish after death, and his resentment soared to the skies. However, vengeful souls are ultimately not wise entities. What remains is merely an everlasting grudge.
The Great Sun Dharma King had long since emerged, riding the wind and floating lightly in the air. He gazed meaningfully at Kang Mingyu as he faced off against these incredibly fierce ghost generals.