In the distance, at the center of the tomb.
The world was pitch-black, and countless ghosts danced about. Bone dragons circled about, roaring as their vast auras spread out in all directions.
Gu Yue Holy Son and his subordinates struggled to fend off more and more ghosts.
"Bastard, bastard!"
Ten bone dragons surrounded Gu Yue Holy Son. Each of them breathed out a dark blue aura that formed a giant dome, trapping Gu Yue Holy Son in the center. The ghostly aura couldn't harm Gu Yue Holy Son, but Gu Yue Holy Son was still trapped.
Gu Yue Holy Son's expression was ugly, and so were the others.
In the middle of the ghosts, a giant Qingluan pulled a carriage.
The carriage was also surrounded by a large number of bone dragons.
However, the ten men on the carriage swung their fists and sent the bone dragons flying.
The ghosts couldn't get close. The Qingluan carriage floated in the air.
A woman in white slowly stepped out of the carriage and stood in the air, looking down at the tomb.
A hundred skeletons slowly flew out of the tomb, carrying a giant Sky-Burying Coffin.
"Bastard, that's mine!" Gu Yue Holy Son roared.
However, there were too many ghosts. Gu Yue Holy Son's subordinates could only protect themselves.
As far as the eye could see, there was no end to the number of ghosts. There was no telling when this would end.
The bone dragons circled and the ghosts swarmed. The Sky-Burying Coffin was quickly carried to a mountain peak not far from where Yan Chuan was.
At this moment, Yan Chuan realized that there was a man in a black robe standing at the peak of the mountain. His black robe was embroidered with faint clouds.
"It really is Feng Yinyang. Is the feng shui formation so powerful?" Yan Chuan's eyes flashed.
But soon, he looked at the woman in white on the Qingluan carriage.
Yan Chuan frowned deeply. At this moment, Yan Chuan couldn't leave at all.
Yan Chuan would be fine if he was underground, but once he was above ground, he would have to face millions of Ghost Demons. Millions of Ghost Demons were like the heavens themselves. There was no way for Yan Chuan to return.
"Bastard, bastard!" In the distance, Gu Yue Holy Son smashed a Bone Dragon with his fist.
However, there were three more Bone Dragons surrounding him. Gu Yue Holy Son could not free himself. His expression was extremely ugly.
On the mountain peak, Feng Yinyang let out a faint laugh.
"I've finally found the Heaven Burying Coffin!" Feng Yinyang sighed.
The Heaven Burying Coffin was slowly brought over. The surroundings were pitch black, and yin and yang were inverted. This was Feng Yinyang's world, and Feng Yinyang was the ruler here.
Just as Feng Yinyang was looking at the approaching Heaven Burying Coffin with satisfaction.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly let out a deafening sound.
"Ka Ka Ka Ka!"
The thick dark clouds in the sky suddenly cracked, and rays of golden light shot out from the cracks.
"Hong!"
Another deafening sound came from the Immortal Graveyard. A huge hole was created in the dark clouds by a powerful force.
Golden light shone down from the hole, and it was extremely dazzling.
Through the hole, one could see a vast sun above the dark clouds.
The condensed sunlight formed a huge pillar that shot straight through the hole in the dark clouds. Wherever the golden light passed, the ghosts and devils fled in all directions in pain.
A pillar of sunlight broke through the dark clouds?
"Father!"
Gu Yue Holy Son said with joy.
"Rumble!"
A figure in a golden Daoist robe slowly descended from the golden light pillar.
The man in the Daoist robe was golden all over. On his back, there was a huge wheel that looked like a sun behind his head.
"Virtuous Wheel? Is this the Virtuous Dharma Idol? A clone? "Yan Chuan's expression changed.
Taking a closer look, the man in the Daoist robe did seem to be both real and illusory. Moreover, his face couldn't be seen clearly, and there was only a majestic aura.
The moment the man in the Daoist robe appeared, a terrifying aura was released.
"Ka Ka Ka Ka!"
Under this powerful aura, countless Ghost Demons knelt down in fear, as if they were afraid of an expert who was releasing this aura.
Even though they were far away, Yan Chuan's expression darkened.
"This aura is almost on par with my previous life!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.
Wherever the man in the Daoist robe went, the Ghost Demons all retreated.
"Greetings, Mohina Dōjin!" On the Qingluan Carriage, the lady in white bowed slightly.
The man in the Daoist robe looked at the Qingluan Carriage.
"So it's you, little girl. Why have you come to my East?" Mohina Dōjin said calmly.
"I've deduced that there is something I need here! I'm here to fight for it! "The lady in white said quietly.
"Oh?" Mohina Dōjin was puzzled.
"It should still be down there, that round plate!" The lady in white said.
As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the crystal round plate that was originally a hundred feet underground suddenly floated up.
The round plate was extremely transparent, but there were small white dragons circling around it like airflow.
"What is this?" Mohina Dōjin asked.
"The Heavenly Divination Plate. It's only useful in our hands. Mohina Dōjin has accumulated good karma, so he naturally doesn't need it!" The lady in white said softly.
"Doesn't need it? I can't give it to you even if I don't need it! "Gu Yue Holy Son shouted.
"Shut up!" Mohina Dōjin shouted coldly.
"Fa … Father!" Gu Yue Holy Son said in shock.
Mohina Dōjin looked around, then looked at the Sky-Burying Coffin in the distance.
The black-robed Feng Yinyang was extremely anxious at this moment. Tens of thousands of ghosts and demons rushed towards the Sky-Burying Coffin. Around the Sky-Burying Coffin, the Yin Qi suddenly increased by more than a hundred times. The rolling Yin Qi gradually formed a pitch-black hole under the Sky-Burying Coffin, and it was about to pull the Sky-Burying Coffin into the hole.
"Opening the door to the netherworld? Hmph! "
Mohina Dōjin's Dharma Power stepped down slightly.
"Rumble!"
It was as if the infinite power of the sun was being pulled down and poured into the ground by Mohina Dōjin's Dharma Power.
"Boom!"
With Mohina Dōjin's feet as the center, the ground instantly turned red.
"Splash!"
The original ground turned into rolling lava in the blink of an eye, and a vast lava pool was formed. Wherever the lava passed, ghosts and demons were annihilated in pain.
The lava pool expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the Sky-Burying Coffin.
At the Sky-Burying Coffin, the door to the netherworld that was opened by the infinite Yin Qi was instantly destroyed by the extreme Yang Qi.
"Ah!"
"Wu wu wu!"
"Ow ow!"
… … …
… … …
… …
The ghostly creatures wailed as they were incinerated into nothingness. The powerful Dao Monarch Black Sun destroyed Feng Yinyang's plan with just a single stomp.
"No!"
Feng Yinyang was anxious. He immediately rushed forward and charged at the Sky-Burying Coffin.
"Hmph!" Mohina Dōjin snorted.
"Roar!"
Inside the magma, a flame dragon suddenly roared out, smashing ruthlessly towards Feng Yinyang.
"Boom!"
Although Feng Yinyang's Feng Shui was powerful, his cultivation was far inferior to Mohina Dōjin's. The flaming dragon charged and sent Feng Yinyang flying backward, crashing into a mountain.
"Boom!"
The towering mountain collapsed in an instant. Feng Yinyang was buried alive in the blink of an eye!
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