Ever since Lei Zongjun began to practice the 《Ghost Cultivation Method》, it meant that he had given up on the martial arts that he had practiced before. He had to practice a combat skill that was compatible with his ghost body. Lei Zongjun was worthy of being a saint. He had lived for who knows how many years, so he had a lot of good stuff in his stomach. This 《Evil Ghost Yin Fiend Palm》 was just right for his current physique. Moreover, his physique was similar to the Evil Spirit Dao, so it was not surprising that he could absorb the Evil Spirit Qi here.
Evil Ghost Yin Palm was a top tier Minor Saint battle skill. Although it was not a true Holy Skill, it was more than enough for Lei Zongjun.
With his many years of battle experience, the power he unleashed was extremely strong. The area within a few miles was covered by this palm. Yi Qiu was locked in place, so he could not continue to chase after Yang Wu. Instead, he used all of his strength to counterattack Lei Zongjun.
Endless Autumn Moon!
Yi Qiu was in the Advanced Dragon Transformation Realm, so his combat power was not to be underestimated. His hands formed the shape of the autumn moon, drawing a beautiful arc. The sharp moonlight collided with the Evil Ghost Yin Palm.
Rumble Rumble!
After the terrifying power collided, a terrifying storm was formed. Even the attacks of the Corrosive Flame Devils were wiped out by the power of the two. Some of the weaker Corrosive Flame Devils were turned into pools of blood by the impact of the power.
Yi Qiu was stopped by Lei Zongjun's attack, but Lei Zongjun did not bother with him. He controlled the water crocodile puppet to fly towards Yang Wu, bringing Yang Wu away at full speed.
"Where do you think you're going?!" Yi Qiu promised Xing Biyan that he would capture Yang Wu alive. How could he let Yang Wu escape?
The two parties, one running and one chasing, left afterimages in the sky above the mountain range.
"Master, we can't go on like this. We'll be caught." Lei Zongjun said to Yang Wu.
"You're still not his match?" Yang Wu asked.
"My ghost form isn't condensed enough yet. Once I achieve a true ghost form, I definitely won't be afraid of him!" Lei Zongjun replied.
Yang Wu furrowed his brows and thought for a moment before saying, "Would you be able to kill him if you had a Saint Weapon?"
"If I can wield a Saint Weapon, even if I can't kill him, I should be able to force him to retreat!"
"Alright, I'll lend you the Soul Suppressing Pot. Suppress him for me!"
In the next moment, Yang Wu took out the Soul Suppressing Gourd. This was the holy gourd that suppressed Lei Zongjun.
Lei Zongjun was able to escape from the Soul Suppressing Kettle, but it was all thanks to Yang Wu. If Yang Wu wanted to suppress him again, it wouldn't be difficult.
Lei Zongjun held the Soul Suppressing Gourd and said emotionally, "The Holy Gourd has suppressed me for thousands of years. Now, it's mine. Suppress it for me!"
At this time, Yi Qiu approached Yang Wu and Lei Zongjun. He continuously pointed out two sharp yellow finger lights, targeting the two people in front of him.
Just when Yi Qiu thought that his attack would be effective, Lei Zongjun turned around and used the Soul Suppressing Pot to block the power of the two finger lights.
Yi Qiu took the opportunity to close in and shouted, "Run! Didn't you want to run? Why aren't you running now!"
Yi Qiu continuously sent out powerful palm strikes. It was as if the power of moonlight was falling, and the gentle light was filled with infinite killing intent.
"Run, let's see who'll run later!" Lei Zongjun laughed. He held the Soul Suppressing Pot and attacked the palm strikes.
The Soul Suppressing Pot enlarged and appeared like a mountain, instantly shattering all of Yi Qiu's attacks.
This Saint Weapon in Lei Zongjun's hands finally displayed a trace of its power.
Yi Qiu's eyes twitched as he asked doubtfully, "Saint Weapon?"
He didn't have time to think. Regardless of whether it was a Saint Weapon or not, he took out his "Autumn Water Sword" and displayed a stunning and dazzling sword skill.
Autumn Moon Dazzling Night!
Under this sword, it was as if in the endless night, there were sword lights that pierced through the sky and fell down, destroying and shattering everything.
This was Yi Qiu's full-strength attack. He couldn't be careless and show mercy. He had to kill that thing that was neither human nor ghost before he could take down Yang Wu.
"This attack looks good, but it's useless!" Lei Zongjun said with a confident and high-spirited look. He didn't use any strong moves. He waved the Soul Suppressing Pot and continuously smashed it. The violent attacks smashed many of the sword lights, and Yi Qiu's attack was ineffective.
Lei Zongjun couldn't just defend and not attack. He continuously injected power into the Soul Suppressing Pot. The soldier spirits of the Soul Suppressing Pot received Yang Wu's order and completely accepted Lei Zongjun's power. They erupted with wisps of Saint Aura.
Soul Suppressing Pot!
The most powerful weapon of the Soul Suppressing Pot was to suppress all kinds of souls. Any living being would have a soul, let alone the human race.
Just when Yi Qiu wanted to organize the second round of attack, he felt the Soul Suppressing Pot suppressing him. The mountain-like pot shadow emitted waves of inexplicable power as though it was pressing down on his body. His soul was filled with a strong sense of fear. He was afraid that his soul would be completely destroyed by this giant pot.
"This is really a Saint Weapon. But it's not that easy to suppress me!" Yi Qiu overcame the fear in his heart and injected all his power into the Autumn Moon Sword before he slashed it at the Soul Suppressing Pot.
Rumble!
The power of the Soul Suppressing Pot and the Autumn Moon Sword exploded together. It was as though there was a sudden clap of thunder in the sky, causing a huge commotion.
Puff!
A figure was forced to retreat a thousand feet. It was Yi Qiu. His aura became dispirited, and more than half of his mental strength seemed to have been taken away. His face was filled with fear, and he didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned into an afterimage and disappeared before leaving a message, "I won't let you guys go the next time we meet."
Yi Qiu escaped.
A dignified High Level Pristine Saint Realm expert still couldn't make Yang Wu stay.
After Yi Qiu escaped, Lei Zongjun heaved a sigh of relief. The power of his ghost body was rapidly shrinking, and it almost disappeared before his eyes. It could be seen that activating the Saint Weapon just now had consumed a lot of his energy.
In the next moment, he quickly returned to the water crocodile puppet and took the opportunity to recuperate. He said to Yang Wu, "My lord, I can't fight anymore for the time being. I have to recover my soul force first."
"Alright, you should rest first. I'll help you condense a true ghost body as soon as possible," Yang Wu said gratefully.
A true ghost body was able to transform into a corporeal or incorporeal body. It wasn't afraid of the Extreme Yang Energy, and it had the talent of a ghost. It was a true life physique.
"My lord, I can sense that there are quite a lot of soul bodies in this heaven and earth. If it's possible, I would like to ask my lord to help me recover some of my strength. I want to collect more soul bodies in this place," Lei Zongjun replied.
"There are soul bodies in this heaven and earth?" Yang Wu was astonished. He looked down and saw that there was a thick layer of fog, making it difficult to see what was below. However, he could hear the "hu hu" sounds of evil creatures.
"This is the Dream God's territory!" Yang Wu immediately confirmed what was below.
The Dream God and the Corroding Flame Devil were neighbors, and they were both in the same mountain range. They were indeed a type of evil spirit with extremely powerful soul force. They could infiltrate the dreams of living beings and control them for their own use. They could also destroy the souls of living beings, making it impossible for people to guard against them.
"It should be the Dream God. Their soul force is suitable for me to absorb." Lei Zongjun's eyes glowed.
"Alright, then let's go down." Yang Wu replied and descended into the fog below.
Yang Wu thought that after approaching the Dream God's territory, he would immediately be attacked by the evil spirits, just like when he entered the territories of other evil spirits. However, the Dream God's territory was strangely quiet.
Yang Wu released his senses to the maximum, but he didn't discover anything.
"That's strange. Where did the Dream God go?" Lei Zongjun was puzzled.
Yang Wu opened his soul eye and scanned his surroundings. He quickly confirmed that the Dream Gods and Demons within a radius of several kilometers had all disappeared.
"What's going on? Did I enter a dream? "Yang Wu was puzzled.
He had heard of the Dream God's strange nature. Others were afraid of such evil spirits, but Yang Wu wasn't. He had the Soul Control Sutra, which could defend against soul force attacks. He also had his soul eye, which could make the Dream God unable to hide. He wasn't worried about falling into the Dream God's trap.
However, the current situation left him scratching his head in confusion.
"Since I'm here, I'll just take it as it comes!" After Yang Wu confirmed it again, he found a place to open up a cave. He was going to rest here for a while. He also gave Lei Zongjun the Night Star Spring. This was spirit spring water from the Yaksha Tribe. It was very beneficial to the soul.
Yang Wu planned to make a cauldron of Star Soul Pills. This was a small saint pill. If he could successfully make it, he would be able to form a War Soul early. With a War Soul and a Little Saint Body, he wouldn't need to be afraid of a Little Saint.
However, he didn't have enough materials to make the Star Soul Pills. He still lacked one or two main ingredients. He ordered Lei Zongjun to search this area. The Dream God's territory must have the Dream God's Flower. This was a small saint flower that was very beneficial to the soul. If he could find it, then the Star Soul Pills would have hope.
Yang Wu adjusted his body in the cave. He continuously refined two Six Flavor Yellow Pills to make up for the loss of energy in his kidneys.
An hour had passed, and Yang Wu had once again returned to his peak state. The power in his dantian had also increased a lot. This was the benefit brought about by the Little Saint Body. Moreover, he had gone through a series of fierce battles. So, it was normal for his power to become more abundant.
Yang Wu saw that Lei Zongjun hadn't returned for a long time. He walked out of the cave and slowly wandered around.
Not long after, he found some clues about the Dream God's Demon. Their bodies were like ghosts. They liked to rest in the dark crevices of the rock walls or some withered trees. As long as they stayed in a place, they would leave behind a ghostly smell.
This smell was very difficult to detect. Only Yang Wu, who had an extraordinary soul force, would be able to detect it.
"This is undoubtedly the Dream God's Demon's territory. But where did they go?" Yang Wu was deeply puzzled.
Suddenly, Yang Wu found some soul-type flowers and plants. For example, the Yin Soul Grass, the Soul Touch Vine … These were all in the growth stage. They were only spirit herbs. They weren't even King Herbs.
Yang Wu felt that it was a pity. However, he believed that it wouldn't be a problem to find King Level or even Heavenly Soul Herbs. Whether or not he could find a Little Saint Dream God's Flower would depend on his luck.
At this time, Yang Wu suddenly felt someone rushing in his direction.
"Yang Wu, is that you?"
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