Mysterious mirror hanging high

The Vimalo Corpse Lord retreated violently for a hundred feet, and suddenly several corpses with a powerful aura flew out from around him and attacked the three people, but he himself controlled the escape light, ready to tear through the void and escape from this place, without even the slightest intention of staying here to fight!

"After all, he's a cultivator who was able to reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm in the Lower Realm. He's quite clever, and there's nothing wrong with this decision. Unfortunately..."

Ying Ba clenched his fist, his knuckles crackling: "Your vision is a bit lacking."

The next moment, the Vimalakirti Corpse Lord was unexpectedly "bounced" out of the Great Void. The face of the Transformation God Heavenly Monarch suddenly changed, and he was extremely horrified. "The Great Void is blocked?! This is impossible... The method used by the Transformation God to block the Great Void cannot lock down cultivators of the same realm..."

He suddenly looked up and saw the feminine young man [Zhao Nu] standing in mid-air with a smile on his face, golden powder constantly falling from between his slender fingers.

Those powder particles seemed to have life. As soon as they left the fingertips, they turned into golden light and seeped into the void, filling all the gaps in the void of heaven and earth.

"What is this..." asked the Lord of the Corpse Viruo subconsciously.

"This is [Universe Sand]."

The white-haired old woman Ying Jin said slowly, "This thing is no bigger than a speck of dust in this world, but if it were to penetrate the void, it would instantly expand a billion times, completely filling the void."

"This sand cannot be removed. It can only be slowly eroded by the spatial force of the vast void over time. It will probably take thousands of years to completely erode it."

"We brought enough [Universe Sand] with us this time from the lower realms. It's enough to completely seal off the entire Immortal Continent's vast space... From now on, no cultivator, even at the Divine Transformation stage, will be able to travel through the vast space for a thousand years."

"what?"

The corpse master Viruo said blankly: "You..."

"We can't help it. It's really too troublesome for cultivators to travel through the abyss. If we encounter a Divine Transformation cultivator and want to stop him, we have to set up formations and restrictions in advance. How can we, cultivators from the upper realm, have the time to deal with you, a bunch of earth cultivators from the lower realm?"

Ying Ba tilted his head and sneered, "Why not just seal Taixu? That way we can kill faster..."

But Ying Ba was seen with muscles knotted all over his body, dark golden lines appeared all over his body, and he grinned and punched the corpse master of Vimalo directly in the chest.

The wind from the fist tore through the air with an explosive sound, but the moment it touched the opponent's body, it was like sinking into a quagmire - the skinny body was like a bunch of rotten cotton wool, and the power of the fist was mostly eliminated by the layers of corpse energy.

But most of the punch force was still beyond the reach of the Vimalo Corpse Lord, so he flew backwards.

After a moment, Virūpī's black robe fluttered, revealing the white bones on his chest.

There were no internal organs in the chest cavity, only endless wriggling black and purple corpse worms.

"He actually refined his own physical body into a refined corpse?"

Ying Ba retracted his fist and shook his wrist, mockingly saying, "The earth cultivators from the lower realms are truly ignorant. Crafting a physical body and a Dharma body like this is truly a waste of natural resources..."

The face of the Virūpākṣa Corpse Master changed drastically: "Dual cultivation of Dharma and body! Merging soul and flesh into one?"

Ying Ba's expression changed: "You also know about the unity of body and soul? You are not completely ignorant."

Seeing that if he resisted stubbornly this time, he would have no chance of survival, the corpse master of Vimalo simply gritted his teeth and turned into a beam of light, intending to break through the blockade and fly directly into the Nine Heavens Gale Layer to try to ascend.

"How can it be that easy? I've been prepared for this move of yours!"

But the white-haired old woman Ying Jin sneered and threw something, which turned out to be a small golden bell.

The golden bell swelled in the wind, and the next moment it covered both Ying Ba and the corpse master Vimalakirti.

A dull thud was heard from the bell, and the roar of the corpse master Virūpī gradually weakened.

After just a quarter of an hour, the golden bell opened a crack, and the sturdy Ying Ba walked out from the bell, carrying a thin piece of human skin, and curled his lips:

"He's quite a tough guy... Seeing that there was no way out, he actually let his Nascent Soul leave his body and self-destructed, leaving behind only this piece of human skin that was able to survive the explosion intact. In this remote corner of the underworld, it's considered a treasure..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Nu hurried forward and asked with concern, "Sir, are you hurt?"

Ying Ba laughed heartily. "He's just a lower realm incarnation cultivator, and only a mid-stage incarnation cultivator. How powerful could his self-detonation be? I'm a dual cultivator of Dharma and body... These are just some minor injuries, nothing serious."

"This time, I've finally tested the quality of some of the Immortal Continent's Divine Transformation cultivators... If all the Divine Transformation cultivators in the Immortal Continent were such losers, this mission would be a piece of cake. I estimate that within a few years, I could wipe out all the high-level cultivators of the current Taoist sects and completely bring the entire Immortal Continent back under the rule of the Immortal Dynasty!"

Before Ying Ba finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to realize something, flew out of the hall and looked into the distance.

The vast void within a thousand miles of the gate of the Nether Corpse Sect has been completely filled with [Universe Sand], and the passage in the void is forbidden. Thousands of miles away, dozens of powerful and awe-inspiring cultivators popped out from the void one by one, and flew towards their direction with their lights.

Ying Ba's eyes flashed, and he activated his [Qi-gazing Technique] to look at the spiritual pressure emerging from the bodies of these rapidly approaching Divine Transformation cultivators. After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"They arrived quickly... That's good, it saves us the trouble of searching for them one by one... We can just catch them all at once."

The first to appear above the gate of the Mingshi Sect were the dragon clan.

The sky changed color, and seven dragon shadows jumped out from the dense dark clouds. In an instant, the wind and clouds reversed, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

Leading the way was a one-eyed black dragon, coiled in the clouds. Its jet-black scales looked like they were cast from black iron, and each scale glowed with a chilling cold light. Its body meandered like a mountain across the sky, and its only remaining pupil hung in the sky like a blood moon, emitting an eerie light.

This dragon is none other than the one with the highest cultivation level among the Inner Sea Dragon Clan except for the White Abyss Dragon King - the Black Prison Dragon King!

His cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation many years ago, and no one knew when he would take the final step to advance to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.

Following closely behind the Black Prison Dragon Lord were six other divine dragons of various shapes, including the three-eyed golden dragon [Three-eyed Dragon Lord].

Seven dragons descended into the world, and an overwhelming dragon might swept across the mountain gate. They roared in unison, and the sound shook the whole area like an eternal bell.

The clouds were torn into flocculent wisps by the dragon's might, revealing the distorted and broken sky behind them.

The Black Prison Dragon King's only remaining eye was filled with cold murderous intent, and he spoke in human language:

"Virgo's aura has disappeared... Was it you who did this? Divine Cauldron cultivators... Damn it! This is no longer the era of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty!"

Ying Ba did not feel too much pressure about the arrival of the seven dragons. Instead, he looked relaxed and smiled when he heard this:

"Seven little loaches of mixed and impure blood... How dare you bark before me... Dragons of your bloodline aren't even worthy of being my mount in the Immortal Realm!"

"Are these few loaches the only ones left in the Immortal Continent?"

As soon as Ying Ba finished speaking, dozens of rays of light that were following the dragon clan finally arrived. After a colorful flame gradually disappeared, dozens of tall figures were revealed.