This was totally out of Li Banshan's expectation. He was the sect master of the Dao Court. Although he had no title in the Three Realms, he was actually the supreme ruler. He was used to controlling everything in his hands. If he broke away from it, he would use methods and cultivation to bring him back to the right track.
Since he had to use methods, he had to find the root of the problem. Who in this world would not show signs of death after being hit by the Soul-mourning Nail?
Li Banshan only needed to make a few hand signs. An unpredictable aura penetrated the dark clouds and illuminated the Thunder God Platform like a torch. He could see Yan Li's physical condition.
"Oh? This boiling heat and evil without order, could it be the Black Blood Curse? " He stroked his beard and muttered to himself, "If it wasn't for the Black Blood Curse, how could his body block the Soul-mourning Nail? The two are the extremes of Yin and Yang, which actually helped his cultivation progress. If the Soul-mourning Nail continued to hit him, he would probably condense his Qi into Essence. I didn't expect this tribulation to give him a supreme opportunity. This kid's luck cannot be underestimated. Moreover, there is a kind of evil being released. If I continue to ignore it, I'm afraid it will really cause a change in the general trend … "
Li Banshan pondered for a moment and made a decision. He would personally kill the demon Yan Li. He was a person who would carry out his decision firmly once he made it. However, he had to consider how to do it.
"After all, the Five Elements Court is a Confucian orthodoxy. I have to consider their reputation. Otherwise, they will hate me and it will not be good for my future actions. Su Jin is a despicable person who would do anything to curry favor with those in power. It is because of this that he is worth roping in. Since that's the case, why not use that method … "A smile slowly appeared on his face.
First, he naturally had to control the executioner and put on an act.
Li Banshan silently chanted a spell and drew a talisman. Then, he took out a piece of parchment and used it as a base. As the divine light shone, a puppet talisman that would be fought for in the cultivation world was formed. At his level, most of the techniques in the world only needed a thought. He twisted the talisman with two fingers and said softly, "Go."
The puppet talisman had its own spirit and did not need to be controlled at all. It fell at lightning speed and directly attached to Liu Tang's body.
Liu Tang was savoring the thrill of the 'Soul-mourning Nail' piercing into his enemy's body when his body stiffened and he sensed it immediately.
"Don't move, it's me!"
There was a voice in his head. He didn't need to think about it to know that it was Li Banshan who had given him pointers before. He couldn't help but ask in shock, "Why is Supreme doing this?"
Li Banshan explained the situation in a concise manner. In the end, he said, "Now that the Double Nines are completed honorably, you must listen to me!"
"Yes, what kind of disciple do you want?" Liu Tang said.
Li Banshan said, "As long as you don't resist, I naturally have my own means to annihilate this vile spawn!"
"I'll listen to you," Liu Tang agreed helplessly. He knew that even if he didn't agree, Li Banshan could easily destroy his will.
Li Banshan controlled Liu Tang's body and abruptly sent the remaining seventy-odd Soul-mourning Nails into Yan Li's body. The audience outside the water mirror exclaimed. They thought that Liu Tang was angry because Yan Li didn't scream. Liu Tang was even more shocked. He thought that if these Soul-mourning Nails were sent into Yan Li's body, wouldn't it help him to reach a higher level? He was already so difficult to deal with at the Cave Temple. He didn't know how difficult it would be if he became a True Land Immortal. But he quickly calmed down because breaking through to the True Land Immortal was a hundred times more difficult than the previous five realms combined. To make the Primordial Yang reach the level of connecting the three secret realms, it would either take a hundred or twenty years of hard work or the help of a master. When he broke through, he gathered the power of the five sacred realms of the Five Elements Court. Moreover, he quickly realized that the Soul-mourning Nails were not actually sent into Yan Li's body. They were sent to another place by supernatural powers. He thought that with Li Banshan's status, he wouldn't go so far as to not return them. So he calmly watched the show.
"Yan Li, it seems that you have nothing to say. I'll end your sinful life now!"
Li Banshan controlled Liu Tang to say these words and made him act like he was summoning thunder. He held a seal with both hands and overlapped them.
"The Dao is clear and the green is always bright. The true talisman tells the gods of the alliance. Push the two qis to control the absorption. Ten percent of the true thunder …" At his realm, he still needed to use a spell. It was clear that he valued Yan Li far more than the ordinary Divine Realm cultivators.
As the spell was spat out, the divine qi gathered from all directions. The divine light was magnificent, like a million stars shining. There were eight directions: the Eastern Azure Dragon Wood as the ancient, the Western White Tiger Geng as the future, the Southern Vermillion Bird as the present, the Northern Black Tortoise Sunflower as the future, the Left Bright Star, and the Right Star Lord. Above was the sky, and below was the earth's core. Since ancient times, above and below was the supreme supernatural power of the Dao Court, which had killed countless evil giants, the Thunder Absorption Spell of the Eight Desolates. Because of its terrifying power, it was not easily taught to disciples. Ordinary cultivators had no chance to see it, so it was not easy to be recognized. This was also the reason why Li Banshan chose it.
The power of a million stars gathered, and the divine light from all directions pierced through the clouds, illuminating the entire Thunder Mountain. The eight thunderbolts were like dragons and snakes, intertwining with each other. They were as thick as pillars that supported the heavens, and also like angry dragons diving into the sea. They stirred up the wind and clouds in all directions, and nine out of ten layers of space were broken. The people at the foot of the mountain only saw the water mirror appear and disappear, but they could see the whole picture through it. No one wanted to feel such thunderbolts, so they retreated further away, afraid that they would be affected.
The audience at the Thunder God Platform, and even the disciples of the Five Elements Court who assisted Liu Tang, couldn't hold on.
Not a single one was left. They naturally didn't believe that this supernatural power was Liu Tang's, but they thought that it was an expert of the Five Elements Court. He was worried that Liu Tang wouldn't be able to complete the double nines with dignity, so he secretly made a move. Who would have thought that behind him was a True Lord Xiansheng?
Liu Tang's scalp went numb. Under this supernatural power, he only felt that he was as small as a speck of dust. He was afraid that the overflowing shockwaves would be enough to turn him into ashes. How could he still feel unhappy about being manipulated? He quickly became excited, because he knew that no matter how rude and domineering Li Banshan was, he wouldn't let him get hurt. Otherwise, why would he use the puppet talisman to control him and ensure the dignity of the double nines? Seeing Yan Shifang turn into ashes in front of him, the pleasure of revenge increased by several times.
Yan Li raised his head, the golden flames in his eyes finally burning out. The Five Elements Thunder Lock could no longer restrain him, but unfortunately, he was about to welcome death. Thinking that he hadn't taken revenge for Zhikuan, his heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.
In the blink of an eye, just as the thunderbolt was about to hit Yan Li, a hoarse voice that had experienced the vicissitudes of life rang in his ears, "Young man, I said that I would save you once, just because you were the only one who offered to buy Bai Xing's freedom."
Ah Dong followed the main house to watch the double nines. Usually, he was highly valued by the main house, so he could follow the main house to the sacred land as a servant. He had long sensed that there was some movement in the tent next door, but the main house hadn't given the order, so he didn't dare to go and take a look. Finally, the movement in the tent next door angered the main house. After giving the order, Ah Dong ran over. He couldn't hold back his curiosity.
The tent next door was empty, only a Taoist in ragged clothes, standing there with his eyes closed, one hand behind his back, the other holding the old flute at his waist like holding a sword. He spoke, and at the same time, like drawing a sword, he pulled out the old flute and pointed it at the Thunder Mountain.
Ah Dong was confused, but suddenly, he saw a spiritual body appear on the Taoist's body. The facial features were all like that of a Taoist, and it was expanding rapidly. He was shallow in knowledge, so how could he recognize it? He could only scream in fear, "Ghost, ghost …" He then sat on the ground, so scared that he didn't dare to move.
The main house wasn't an ordinary person, but a cultivator with extraordinary cultivation. When he ran out to take a look, he was so scared that he sat on the ground and couldn't move.
He trembled and scolded Ah Dong, "You, you bastard, you dog eyes are blind, how dare you talk nonsense. This is the Primordial Spirit coming out of the body, this Taoist is Lord Xiansheng! "
PS: Didn't I mention the origin of the title Lord Xiansheng last time? Let me mention it again, it wasn't originally called this, but to pay tribute to Lord Erlang in the book "Yang Jian, Man Grows Long, Water Flows East". Those who are lacking in books can go take a look.
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