One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

"Hmm, although I have long cultivated Taoism on Maoshan Mountain, I have heard of the name Chen Wuji. He ruthlessly kills ordinary people to cultivate evil arts, and intercepts disciples of various Taoist lineages to seize their secret techniques. Chen Wuji is indeed the number one demon king now. There are at least a hundred extraordinary people who have died at his hands, not to mention countless ordinary people. But now it seems that his Yin Soul Banner does not have that many Yin Souls. Could it be that the rumors are wrong?"

Upon hearing the name Chen Wuji, Master Xu also looked up at the unremarkable figure in the courtyard. If it weren't for the black aura constantly emanating from him, even Master Xu would have thought he was just an ordinary commoner.

"Brother Dao, you are unaware of this. It's not easy for him to refine Yin Soul Banner into Yin Souls. Don't be fooled by the fact that these Yin Souls are not easily harmed by external objects. Even that kid's Five Thunder Talismans couldn't shatter them just now. In reality, to refine a Yin Soul, one needs to invest countless souls. I think Chen Wuji was likely attracted here by the hundred lonely ghosts yesterday. With those hundred lonely ghosts, he might have been able to refine three or five Yin Souls. But unexpectedly, he encountered a tough opponent here instead of Yin Souls. He wanted to kill Yao'er to refine Yin Souls, but Yao'er's strength is now such that even a Grandmaster could hold his own for a moment. For Chen Wuji to think he could take down Yao'er in an instant is simply a pipe dream."

The old celestial master calmly answered Master Xu's question, then wrapped the sleeves of his wide Taoist robe with layers of straps. Seemingly unhurried, his aura actually increased with each layer of straps.

By the time the Celestial Master had finished binding the straps on both sleeves, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed. During that time, both Sun Yao and Chen Wuji had seen the figures of the Celestial Master and Master Xu. Sun Yao, of course, felt nothing, but Chen Wuji panicked. At the same time, Sun Yao also sensed Chen Wuji's panic.

"It seems this troublemaker must have done something to anger Longhu Mountain. He must have been quick to escape and hid well to avoid being caught by the Old Celestial Master. Now he's delivered himself to our doorstep. This show is going to be very interesting." Sun Yao muttered to himself as he watched the Old Celestial Master wrap his hands with bandages.

At this point, Chen Wuji already wanted to escape, but the reality was that he couldn't. If he couldn't immediately repel Sun Yao's attack, he wouldn't be able to escape at all. He was currently locked in a battle of attrition with Sun Yao, and the conclusion was that only the victor could retreat. If he suddenly retreated, Sun Yao's Eight Desolate Fire Dragon would inevitably strike him instantly. But if he didn't retreat, the Celestial Master would likely be prepared. Now Chen Wuji was caught in a dilemma between two bottles of poison; he had to choose one.

Of course, he had another option. He could sacrifice the pawn to save the king, leaving the Yin Soul Banner, which he had crafted over many years, there to hold off Sun Yao, while he himself fled. This was a last resort, perhaps the only way to survive.

Thinking of this, Chen Wuji hesitated for a moment. But the next second, he decisively gave up the Yin Soul Banner that he had spent nearly 10 years refining. After all, he could tell which was more important, possessions or his life.

But in that very moment of hesitation, the old celestial master had already finished binding the straps on his sleeves. Just as he was about to give up on the Yin Soul Banner and flee, the old celestial master appeared in front of him.

"Chen Wuji, back then you massacred 52 households in my village at the foot of Longhu Mountain, killing a total of 183 people. Three of my Longhu Mountain disciples who went down the mountain to subdue demons were killed by you. Today, it is time for you to pay for the lives you have taken."

The old Celestial Master spoke slowly and deliberately about Chen Wuji's debt to Longhu Mountain, and the lightning in his hands began to surge continuously. Chen Wuji hurriedly fled in another direction, but how could he possibly be a match for the old Celestial Master alone?

The Celestial Master arrived before him, blocking his escape route. His Five Thunderbolts technique, crackling with lightning, pressed down on Chen Wuji's head. The Celestial Master's attack, fueled by rage, was incredibly powerful. Chen Wuji had no chance to resist and was instantly killed by the Celestial Master's Five Thunderbolts technique.

However, while the battle appeared to be over, it wasn't. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that Chen Wuji's head was covered with a layer of black qi, which helped him resist the attack of the Five Thunderbolts Technique. However, the power of this attack was far beyond what the black qi covering his head could defend against. Even if he used the black qi to protect himself from a head explosion, he couldn't avoid a severe concussion.

After a burst of thunderous turmoil, the old Celestial Master's men had vanished. But then the old Celestial Master suddenly moved, his target being Sun Yao. Despite the old Celestial Master charging towards him, Sun Yao remained unmoved. Just as the old Celestial Master was about to collide with Sun Yao, he slammed down and pulled a person from the ground—it was none other than Chen Wuji, who had just disappeared from his grasp.

"Earth-walking Immortal? I wonder where you learned this skill from. You probably killed someone else to get it. The most important thing for an Earth-walking Immortal is to conceal their aura. You're just openly radiating your repulsive Qi. Who can't see it?"

The Celestial Master activated the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique once more. This time, Chen Wuji was unable to escape and could only continuously resist the power of the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique with his own Qi. However, just when everyone thought the Celestial Master was about to kill him, Chen Wuji suddenly smiled, and then several pitch-black evil spirits suddenly appeared on his body, howling as they lunged at the Celestial Master.

The Celestial Master's body trembled, and golden light spontaneously arose. All the ghost heads bit into the Celestial Master's Golden Light Spell. With a series of crunching sounds, none of the ghost heads were able to break through the Celestial Master's defenses.

"Seven Fiends Gathering?! How many people have you killed to cultivate this evil technique?! Today, you will not be spared! Thunder and Lightning!"

The Yang Five Thunder in the old Celestial Master's hand erupted instantly, its power far surpassing what it had been before. In the blink of an eye, white smoke began to rise from Chen Wuji's body, indicating that Chen Wuji had finally broken through the defenses.

The old Celestial Master tossed Chen Wuji's corpse aside with a flick of his wrist. Seeing this, Sun Yao immediately withdrew his Eight Desolate Fire Dragon. With Chen Wuji's death, the Yin Soul Banner abruptly fell to the ground, losing its previous power. The Yin Souls were then drawn into the banner, and Sun Yao immediately ran over and retrieved it.

"Master, what should we do with this?"

After Sun Yao put away the Yin Soul Banner, he handed it to the Old Celestial Master.