Yin Yang Lantern Man

Is this... a defeat by a strong force?
Gan Lao quickly got up, but soon fell down again, with a huge lump of flesh bulging on his chest.

"Are ghost cultivators really that powerful?"

Gan Lao's eyelids trembled. He reached into his arms and took out the talisman, using golden light to burn the meat buns.

Large patches of black fog emerged and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Chen Ning'an didn't move, staring at him proudly as he healed himself.

"die!"

However, Yu Gao did not want to miss this opportunity. He wanted to take action when Gan Lao was recovering from his injuries and was at his most vulnerable time to prevent future troubles!

"bump!"

However, Chen Ning'an raised his foot and kicked Yu Gao away.

"It's not your turn to interfere in my affairs."

He spoke in a flat tone, and one eye after another grew out of his body, observing Gan Lao carefully.

There is a sentence on my golden statue: Don't break the void.

He had killed many people in the Return to Void stage, but he did not find any difference between them and the other people in Daqi.

So, he set his sights on Lianxu.

The golden light on Master Gan Lao's chest continued to burn the flesh buns, and finally subsided, revealing complete, white, new flesh and blood.

"Just now, the Taoist priest was careless!"

Master Gan took a few deep breaths and said unwillingly:

"I have never fought with ghost cultivators before, so I didn't find your way for the moment."

What he said actually contained some truth.

As far as Chen Ning'an knew, he was the only ghost cultivator in the entire Daqi, and the owner of the Woodcarving Hall in the Xiaoxu Realm had also clearly stated that ghost cultivators were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

This old Taoist, arrogantly having physical contact with him, thought that his pure Yang power could destroy ghosts and gods, but he never expected to be directly contaminated by him.

As for the physical body... In the same realm, Chen Ning'an has never seen anyone who can match his physical body.

Even though Master Gan is at the stage of refining emptiness, he seems to be... only at the stage of refining the spirit.

His realm certainly did not follow the normal procedure. Just take the mysterious space he ate as an example. It gave him the capital to fight against Lianxu.

The world opened up by the other party could not restrict him, which led to the failure of Master Gan Lao.

After carefully watching the other party recover, Chen Ning'an walked towards Master Gan Lao.

"If this is all you have, I'm afraid you won't survive."

Chen Ning'an stretched out his arms and launched the attack in the most unpretentious way.

But it was precisely this simple and unpretentious method that allowed Master Gan Lao to instantly cross the void and retreat.

His expression was stern: "Humph! I was fooled before, but I won't do that now."

"You, a ghost cultivator, are wrong because you are so conceited. You watched me recover, and now it's you who is going to die!"

What he said was true. Void-refining cultivators were terrifying beings. Why were there only a handful of them in the entire vast country of Daqi?

Emperor Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that Gan Lao was going to lose, but now it seemed that the situation could be reversed.

He is Emperor Qi, the son of destiny, how could he die here?
Thinking of this, Emperor Qi's face showed dignity again: "Old Master Gan, please quickly subdue this official."

"Your Majesty, wait a moment!"

Gan Lao moved his palm. For a cultivator in the realm of refining emptiness, every movement and stillness possessed incredible power. This seemingly simple palm actually created a piece of void.

The walls of the Golden Throne Hall, which had already been opened, collapsed and the wind was blowing in from all sides!

Yu Gao fixed his eyes on Emperor Qi, and became angry:
"Dog Emperor, die!"

He attacked boldly, and his might of returning to the void was clearly revealed.

Emperor Qi was just a mortal. He had no time to practice cultivation as he was busy dealing with state affairs every day. The natural treasures he consumed could only keep his body healthy.

At the critical moment, he asked the Fanxu cultivator to take action and fight with Yu Gao!
"Bang!"

Yu Gao took a step back, but he was smiling.

"Haha, hahaha!"

I saw a beating heart in his palm, still emitting steam.

The cultivator who helped Emperor Qi to block the attack did not last even one round before his chest was hollowed out. Without saying a word, he used his spiritual power to protect his heart.

Then he sat on the ground, motionless.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Yu Gao crushed the monk's heart, and he vomited blood and his body died.

Only one soul escaped through the void.

Yu Gao didn't care. His only goal now was to kill Emperor Qi. Once Emperor Qi died, he would be the new emperor!
However, the void suddenly exploded, and a dark shadow covered the sky and entangled the soul in its hand.

"Ah! Let me go!"

The soul changed its shape rapidly in his hand, like an exploding ball of flesh, unable to struggle.

Void, with its dark eyes opened, grabbed the soul and threw it into its mouth.

It’s Chen Ningan. While he is fighting with the Lianxu cultivator, can he still pay attention to the battlefield here?

The spirit of Emperor Qi is surging, could it be that Master Gan Gan has been defeated again?

"Evil beast, you still have the mind to deal with other things after fighting with the old Taoist priest!"

The clouds suddenly tore apart, and a starry sky that covered the sky and the sun fell down, enveloping Chen Ning'an.

"Now that you have entered my world, I wonder how you can escape!"

Master Gan Lao laughed, and the starry sky shrank and finally fell into his palm.

"How does this magical power of the old Taoist taste?"

Master Gan Lao lowered his eyes and was about to use his magic power to slowly simmer the evil ghosts.

How could anyone who could step into the realm of refining emptiness be a simple person?

Just like Master Gan Lao, he has stepped into the realm of refining the void, capable of refining the void for his own use, and is a realm in itself.

Chen Ningan was able to escape before with the help of a magical object. Now that he has been tricked, how can he escape?

"interesting."

Chen Ning'an stood in the starry sky, with stars all around him, up, down, left and right.

This may be true or false, but he doesn't care. He closes his eyes and lets the omnipresent true fire refine him.

Gan Lao's other hand continuously spewed divine light, and he laughed, "True fire refines ghosts, false fire burns gods. You have been a ghost cultivator for thousands of years, but it's a pity that you are about to be killed by me, the Taoist priest, just now you come out."

In response to this, Chen Ning'an remained silent. Golden flowers bloomed above his head, petal by petal, and did not reject the true fire.

Instead, it is actively absorbed and taken into the body.

Gan Lao was shocked: "Hey, you are...trying to eat my true fire?"

What a joke! His true fire is extremely strong and masculine, full of righteousness. It is the nemesis of ghosts. How could Chen Ningan want to eat it?

"You are so audacious that you will bring about your own destruction!"

Gan Lao increased his output of mana: "A moth does not know how to burn itself. You will be burned to ashes in the end!"

"I am not a moth."

Chen Ningan raised his head in the small world and said, "This Lord is the immortal real gold. Your fire is not enough."

His eyes closed, and more eyes opened, observing the flame's every move, refining it into his blood and bone marrow.

"You ghost cultivators, don't you know pain?"

Master Gan's eyelids twitched. He was horrified by the sight of Chen Ning'an. His skin and fingertips were carbonized.

He was burned red, but seemed to be unaware of anything.

A large amount of water vapor came out of the body due to the burning, and the only explanation for this was the lack of pain.

"I have long since trained myself to be insensitive to pain."

Chen Ning'an's words were indifferent and a little lonely.

The pain is too much, and when it is enough, it will naturally stop hurting. "Oh, it just doesn't hurt, it doesn't mean you will die. Today, I, the Taoist priest, am acting on behalf of the heavens."

Master Gan Lao tried his best and didn't even have time to pay attention to the struggle in the Golden Palace.

He didn't dare let his guard down, fearing that Chen Ning'an would run out if he let go.

Ghost cultivation cannot be judged by common sense, and one must be extremely alert.

But as he practiced, Master Gan's expression changed.

He... is gaining enlightenment!

In his little world, Chen Ning'an sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his whole body burning with flames, his vitality rapidly weakening.

However, the Taoist aura around him continued to spread and became stronger and stronger.

What kind of monster is this?
The small world in Master Gan Lao's hand was already heavy, and this time, he could hardly hold it steady.

It cannot be killed by refining.

Amidst the pervasive Dao rhyme, a layer of fire was also emanating from the ghost cultivator’s body, but it was completely different from his own fire.

It was a special kind of "flame". As it burned, the space was no longer comfortable.

This thing can burn through space!
At this moment, Master Gan Lao had an urge to abandon the small world and run away.

But if it were just that it would be fine, the problem is that Chen Ningan is still in the process of enlightenment.

His true fire was completely burned out by that special "flame", and he couldn't get close at all.

Chen Ning'an, who was originally weak, is now constantly increasing in strength. He has already attained enlightenment just by feeling it. How amazing is that?

Master Gan Lao wants to let go.

But he found that he could no longer let go, as the ghost cultivator was holding him tightly. Now, he switched between offense and defense.

Chen Ningan looked up in the small world and smiled at him.

"This deity, not everyone can be trapped."

"Asshole, let me go!"

Gan Lao tried to shake his hands off, but he couldn't. The magic power in his body was like an avalanche, pouring into the man's body.

"open!"

Gan Lao panicked. He gritted his teeth, landed on the throne room, picked up an iron knife from the ground and chopped at his palm!

"Crack!"

There was no doubt that the palm was chopped off, but Gan Lao was even more terrified.

His soul has not been severed and is still connected to the small world he created.

If the primordial spirit is incomplete and does not conform to the state of unity between heaven and man, one will not be able to make progress on the path of cultivation in the future.

However, Gan Lao felt that all his magical powers were about to be drained away!

"Master Gan, what's wrong with you?"

The most frightened one would have to be Emperor Qi, who would be frightened by the slightest unexpected event.

However, Gan Lao had no time to answer him, but instead used all his strength to slash at the soul!
"what!"

The pain was so severe that Gan Lao screamed, wailed, and rolled on the ground.

But what frightened him even more was that the small world had not yet been shaken off.

His soul was broken, his hands were broken, but Chen Ningan's hand in the small world reached out and grabbed him.

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. Let me study it."

He dragged Gan Lao into the small world!

The original scream suddenly disappeared.

Inside the hall, only Yu Gao was still fighting!

He was truly formidable. As the chief of the Qing'an Division, he did have the ability. A group of top-notch Return to the Void experts were now being defeated one after another by him.

Soon, these people's faces changed. They already knew that something unexpected had happened to Gan Lao and he might not be able to defeat the masters invited by Yu Gao.

As such, they are likely to lose here.

Do you want to continue?

The faith of many people began to waver, and the strength in their hands was no longer fierce.

They held back.

Yu Gao saw through their thoughts at a glance and suddenly stopped.

"I can forgive those who leave now."

He glanced at these strong men and said, "The sect behind you is not simple either. I don't need to fight you to death."

As a person in power, one must be flexible in thinking. Sometimes one can defeat the enemy without fighting by just using words.

For example, now, after he finished speaking, some people have subconsciously lowered their weapons.

Yu Gao said while the iron was hot: "You have already given your all for the king. No one will say anything even if you leave. After this, I, Yu Gao, swear with my heart of Taoism that you will still be guests of honor."

When he said this, Emperor Qi knew that he was in trouble.

"Shut up! Stop spreading lies and misleading people!"

He shouted, "Don't believe him. He can kill me now, and he will definitely kill you in the future. Don't be deceived."

"Think about it, you have become enemies today, will he let you go?"

Emperor Qi's words were somewhat hoarse.

However, those monks who had returned to the void did not take any action.

"But Lord Yu has sworn an oath with his heart."

One person said, and these words made the monks waver even more.

"He has nothing to prove. You guys are not that stupid, are you?"

Emperor Qi took a step forward to build up his courage: "Hurry, he is alone, he must be exhausted now, he is talking to you to catch his breath and recover."

"Your Majesty, ah..."

Emperor Qi kept saying this and that, even a fool could tell that he was in a panic.

Taoist Chaozi sighed and said, "You are not a cultivator, so you naturally don't understand."

"Lord Yu is in high spirits. We monks can sense that he is not exhausted."

"Forest Outsiders, once a cultivator swears with his Dao heart, unless he does not make further progress in the future and takes the risk of regression in his cultivation, it is more useful than any real money, blood relatives, or relatives."

This is the fact in the world of cultivation: cultivators often have very long lifespans.

Apart from fellow Taoists, other mortals can only make promises for a few decades or a hundred years at most. They have witnessed too many changes in the world, and the promises of mortals are no longer useful.

The longer they live, the more they desire the Tao. They have all entered the stage of Return to Void and are only one step away from Refining Void. Will Yu Gao give up the Tao?

He...definitely won't.

After hearing this, one of them put away his weapon and said, "Master Yu, it was Linghan who was rude today. I will personally come to your house to apologize and take responsibility for my crime."

He actually gave up!
After the first one, the second one soon followed. Master Luo Bing also clasped his fists and said, "Master Yu, from now on, I will go around you. I hope you will forgive me."

"Master Yu, I am the same as Xiang Hai. Although you have spoken clearly with a righteous heart, I do not have the face to come back to work for you. Goodbye, Master."

One monk after another walked away. Emperor Qi, who had originally taken a courageous step, stepped back "thump thump thump" one after another and finally sat down on the ground.

"Emperor Qi, if you are righteous, you will have many supporters; if you are unrighteous, you will have few supporters."

Yu Gao walked towards him step by step, and no one stopped him.

"Do you want to leave by yourself, or do you want me to... send you off?"

"You... a thief!"

Emperor Qi roared: "Even if I go to hell, I will never forget you! I am an emperor, I have ancestors, you'd better not die, I'm going to complain to the gods!"

"Haha, are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?"

Yu Gao shook his head: "I am a disciple of the Taoist school, a disciple of Zhenwu. Even if you sue me, the gods will still give face to my sect."

(End of this chapter)