The young man stood under the starry sky, and all the ghost soldiers stopped in their tracks. The starlight flickered, but there were also waves of yin qi. He alone blocked the path of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
The people behind him were all shocked. This was a very beautiful young man, and he was still young and shy. At this moment, he had such an imposing aura that made people look up to him.
A Yin Marshal at the front waved his hand, and all the ghost soldiers behind him raised their bronze dagger-axes and pointed them forward. Their armor was dense, and a cold aura permeated the air.
"Who are you?" The voice of the Ghost Marshal sounded like two pieces of cold iron rubbing against each other. It was devoid of humanity, and it made people feel cold all over.
"I am Komatsu," the young man said shyly. The young man said shyly. He had sparkling eyes, long eyelashes, light hair, and a frail body. He looked very delicate.
He gave off a contradictory feeling. The young man looked very cute, but he exuded a powerful aura that made the Yin soldiers and generals feel pressured.
"Komatsu? Never heard of it, "the Yin Marshal said softly. The other experts around him also shook their heads coldly, indicating that they had no idea.
"Do you know where we come from?" One of them asked coldly.
"I don't know." The young man was a little embarrassed, and his face turned red. He felt that he was too inexperienced.
The expressions of all the Yin Generals were cold. One of them said, "We come from the Underworld!"
"The Underworld …" the young man said softly. He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know that there was such a cultivation sect. He replied honestly and cautiously, "I'm sorry, I don't know. I've never heard of it."
Behind him, the group of Yin Generals were furious. They all glared at the young man. No one had ever dared to look down on them like this!
Yang Xi was arrogant. She had killed 108 of their Yin Generals, but she didn't dare to say that she had never heard of the Underworld. Ye Tong was strong, and he had killed three of the Underworld's children. However, he had to admit that this organization was extremely terrifying. A young man who was even prettier than a girl actually dared to say such words, looking down on them. This caused all the Yin Generals to be furious, and they felt insulted.
"You … haven't heard of it?" A Ghost Marshal said coldly. His voice had changed, and there was a threatening sharpness in the Yin Qi.
"I'm sorry, I … I really haven't heard of it." The young man lowered his head, feeling even more embarrassed. His face was red.
The group of sages who were initially fleeing stopped, a little stunned. There were even some who gasped. Who was this youth? Was he really Ye Fan's disciple?
Is he being arrogant? Is he looking down on the Underworld? But it didn't seem like it. That kind of expression and tone wasn't faked. Was he really a youth who was ignorant of the ways of the world?
Everyone was a little confused. Those who were running stopped and watched quietly.
On the other side, many of the ghost generals of the Underworld were filled with resentment. In their eyes, that red face was an expression of extreme contempt. He was deliberately mocking them.
"For so many years, the Underworld has been the overlord of the universe, causing the collapse of the Celestial Court, but it has not fallen for ten thousand generations, causing the corpses of the gods to fall. Who dares to disrespect it? A little brat like you dares to be so arrogant and insult my Underworld? Let's see if you can defy the heavens today, "the Ghost Marshal said calmly and coldly.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. I really didn't know." The young man explained, feeling a little awkward.
When the Ghost Marshal heard this, he couldn't help but tremble. Uncle? This was truly intolerable. They had never seen such a hateful young man before. He was too arrogant!
"This child … has character!"
"He's fearless. Could it be that the Saint Physique Ye Fan has arrived, or that the large black dog has come and taught him to speak like this?"
All the saints couldn't help but laugh. If the young man dared to act like this, he definitely had a backup plan that could withstand the storm of the Underworld. Perhaps the army of the Celestial Court had arrived, and a great decisive battle was about to begin.
As for the Underworld's side, there was an awkward silence for a long time. This was too much. He had humiliated them again and again. This young man really didn't give them any face.
"Kill!"
The Ghost Marshal waved his hand, and the battle team behind him took shape. Large banners were raised densely, formation platforms were set up, and large amounts of symbols lit up. This was the Underworld's killing formation, and it was presided over by a group of Yin Generals.
Terrifying yin qi filled the air, instantly sweeping through the starry sky. Ordinary people would all tremble. This was a type of palpitation that originated from their souls, and death was approaching them.
The young Komatsu's aura also suddenly changed. Although he was still very bashful, the aura he emitted was incomparably powerful. It was like an immortal divine mountain towering there.
Large banners flew over, and formation platforms descended one after another, suppressing the Komatsu. All of them erupted with a terrifying aura of death. The formation patterns were like the veins of the universe, flickering with blinding light.
Kacha!
What was unexpected was that all the formation platforms and banners were useless. As soon as they neared the Komatsu, they were all shattered, and the group of Ghost Generals that rushed over were even more so sent flying, coughing out blood continuously.
The young man didn't make a move. There was only a purple divine ring around his body. This was a type of instinctive defense, and yet everyone was sent flying.
"So powerful!"
Everyone was shocked, and their faces immediately paled.
The Ghost Marshal's expression was gloomy. He personally entered the battle, wielding the Quasi-emperor weapon as he charged over. It was a black metal spear, and it was like a black flood dragon tearing apart the universe. It was sinister and terrifying.
Dang!
Unfortunately, the attack was still ineffective. The Quasi-emperor weapon was sent flying by the divine ring, and the Ghost Marshal was sent flying. All of the bones in his body crackled, and he was seriously injured. He almost turned into a meat paste.
Everyone's eyelids were twitching. The stronger the attack, the greater the backlash. This was just too terrifying. He was just a harmless young man, yet he was actually so heaven defying.
Even the Quasi-emperor weapon was unable to harm him in the slightest, and it was automatically reflected back. Just how shocking was this?
"You guys … are you alright?" The young man seemed to be at a loss, as if he had never killed anyone before. He felt extremely uneasy when he saw people coughing out blood and others lying motionless on the ground.
"Quasi-emperor!" The Ghost Marshal stood up with great difficulty. He reconnected his broken bones, and with a pale face, he spat out these two words, shocking everyone.
This seemingly tender young man was actually a Quasi-emperor!
"Who exactly are you?" The people of the Underworld shouted.
"I'm Komatsu, I'm … the disciple of the Holy Physique Ye Fan." The young man's voice was not loud, and he seemed a bit uneasy and reserved as he looked at everyone.
The people of the Underworld immediately exploded. He was actually Ye Fan's disciple, and as expected, he came for them. When they thought about the 'humiliation' just now, the Ghost Generals felt even more indignant.
This young man was Ye Fan's disciple, and the two of them were definitely mortal enemies. Everything that happened just now was definitely done on purpose, and everyone was filled with hostility.
"You've gone too far, you've gone too far!" The Ghost Marshal roared.
"Uncle, I didn't. I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt anyone. But you guys went to find trouble with the Celestial Court, and you even attacked me. I could only defend passively. "The young Komatsu explained.
"The hatred between the Underworld and the Celestial Court is hard to resolve. Ye Tong must die, and Ye Fan's blood must be shed. Even if you are his disciple, you must be executed!" The Ghost Generals at the back were already furious. The other party was clearly mocking them.
"The Celestial Court must be wiped out!"
The group of Ghost Generals hollered.
"Why are you doing this? What you are doing is wrong." The young man said. He retorted seriously and uneasily. He was a little agitated, and his face was a little flushed.
"I can't take it anymore. You've gone too far. I've never seen such an arrogant person. He's arrogant to the extreme. It's fine if he humiliated us once, but he still wants to continue. Let's fight it out with him!"
Someone used the Quasi-emperor Formation to attack the young man in front of him.
"This really isn't right. We can sit down and talk about it. War really isn't good." The young man shouted, and he seemed really honest.
Hong!
The Quasi-emperor Formation was activated, and it was incomparably ferocious. Its aura shook the heavens and earth, and ghosts and gods retreated. It was far stronger than normal Quasi-emperor Formations. This was the trump card they prepared to take down the Celestial Court.
Purple light flickered above the young man's head. A pagoda rushed out from the crown of his head, even more so nine floors. Its shape was extremely strange, a bit like the fruit of a pine tree -- a pine pagoda.
When this pagoda appeared, everyone became stupefied. That type of aura, that type of radiance, that type of dao radiance, it was as if an immortal treasure flew over from the higher realms. It was dazzling and dazzling, dao light astonishing.
This was a purple dao pagoda that was sparkling and replete with moisture. Purple light curled about its entire body, dense mists rising. Every single floor had an immortal sovereign seated within, chanting scriptures, explaining the secrets of opening the heavens.
It was forged from divine mark purple gold, its entire body without the slightest bit of impurity. It was flawless and brilliant, immortal light oppressing. It contained the divine marks of the creation of the world, a natural scripture.
"It was actually refined to this type of degree!" Everyone sighed in admiration.
Every single type of Immortal Gold had its own unique value. If divine mark purple gold was refined to the point where it could communicate with spirit and immortal, after merging with its owner's soul, it could capture the great dao symbols of heaven and earth.
This was especially the case when entering historical sites and exploring them. With this type of immortal treasure in hand, it might be possible to carve the various symbols left behind by ancient people while comprehending the dao. It had endless uses.
Even though there was this type of saying, from ancient times until now, no one had refined divine mark purple gold to such a heaven defying degree, bestowing it with a brand new life, making it intelligent and divine.
How did this youth do it? It was rumored that only those close to immortality had this type of divine ability!
The pagoda forged from divine mark purple gold had nine floors, and every single floor had an immortal sovereign seated. This was what everyone found the most incomprehensible. They were chanting different scriptures, rumbling as they moved.
"He has obtained many scriptures through this divine pagoda. Even though they are all damaged, it is still shocking!" Forget about the people of the Underworld, even the saints in the back were stupefied.
There were two divine objects in this world that had the heaven-defying possibility of capturing heaven and earth dao patterns. One was the spiritual and immortal divine mark purple gold, the second was immortal melody.
However, the latter wasn't practical. It was rumored that it could only be used after obtaining the nourishment of immortal energy in the Immortal Realm. It was practically meaningless in this realm.
It wasn't that no one had obtained divine mark purple gold before, but this was the only one that was refined to connect with immortality. It had nothing to do with one's cultivation, but rather with the user's nature that was close to immortality.
How could Ye Fan have this kind of disciple? He really could shake the world!
"Is there really such a person in this world? Could it be that he will become an immortal in the future?!" Everyone was stupefied.
This kind of performance was shocking, and it made people feel even more restraining fear than Ye Tong's battle prowess. This was because no one knew just how far this shy youth would grow in the future.
"I understand now. He didn't intentionally ridicule us, but it is precisely this kind of temperament, the heart of a pure child, untainted by the world of mortals, pure and flawless. Only then can he approach immortality!" The Ghost Marshal completely understood.
After thinking it through, he became deeply worried and said, "Kill him!"
He ordered the Yin soldiers and Yin generals to open that cage and have everyone retreat. He wanted that person who was once unrivalled in this world to come out and kill Komatsu.
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