Chapter 80

"Bold!"

"Even if your father is Kunpeng, it won't work!"

"Kunpeng's young one, this is the Netherworld, not the Northern Abyss! Do not act wildly!"

The young master was devoured right before their eyes, and the three spirited old servants were enraged, shouting with full vigor, showing no signs of being frail and old!

"Just a few useless people, if they die, they die; there's nothing to regret." A hint of disdain flashed in the thin youth's eyes as he spoke indifferently. He stood in mid-air, a silver moon above his head, looking down from a height.

"What!" The old servants' eyes widened in anger, veins bulging, and three terrifying auras erupted beneath their black robes.

"You little brat, kneel down for me!"

"Apologize to the deceased young master!"

Two of the old servants, unable to contain their rage, suddenly attacked. Withered hands emerged from beneath the black robes, the skin cracked as if scorched by the sun.

"That is the mark left by the failure to凝聚阳神 (condense the Yang Spirit)!"

"Even if they failed to reach the Ghost General realm, they are not comparable to ordinary Ninth Rank Ghost Officers. They have been famous for too long and have achieved great victories!"

"Who would have thought that those few fools had such a great background, actually having Ninth Rank Ghost Officers as their protectors!"

Most of the talents by the lake showed shock, retreating one after another, fearing that the battle would affect them and bring them misfortune. After all, many of them were only at the Second or Third Rank Ghost Officer level.

"Die!"

The old servant's hand extended, resembling an old tree branch, yet it possessed immense power. A gust of cold wind blew, transforming it into a giant hand that grabbed toward the thin youth.

From a distance, it seemed as if the giant, withered hand could pluck the silver moon with one hand!

"Trivial skills, no wonder you failed to reach the Ghost General realm. At this level, not being burned to ashes by the sun is considered good luck." The thin youth faced the two powerful old servants' attack without fear.

The old servants' faces changed instantly upon hearing this. If it weren't for the young master's father intervening, they might have truly been burned to ashes by the sun!

"Great Peng Striking Technique!"

The thin youth performed a terrifying physical technique, developed based on Kunpeng's powerful physical body, with the power to pierce the sky!

"Whoosh!"

A pair of pitch-black Peng wings unfolded, blocking the silver moon behind. Each feather was like steel, clashing and sparking, incredibly hard, and emitting a misty aura under the light, rising with a terrifying demonic nature!

"Shatter for me!"

The thin youth roared, the black Peng wings transforming into two crescent moons, shattering the giant, withered hand effortlessly, like tearing paper.

It was too terrifying. At the same realm, there was a direct sign of overwhelming power. The thin youth might be invincible at his level!

"What a terrifying striking technique, simple and ancient, yet full of powerful killing force!" The old servant said coldly, his hand retracting into the black robe, trembling slightly, the surface cracking, ghostly energy rising, almost revealing the soul beneath.

"But our greatest strength is not in our physical bodies, but in ghost techniques!"

The old servant attacked again, this time using powerful ghost techniques. Two tall figures emerged behind him, completely black, with two lantern-like ghost eyes shining brightly.

"Yin Spirit and Yuan Spirit!"

Many talents exclaimed, recognizing them immediately. Their cultivation goal was this: at the Ghost Soldier level, they needed to condense the seven soul wheels, and at the Ghost Officer level, they needed to condense the three spirits—Yuan Spirit, Yin Spirit, and Yang Spirit.

"Die!" The two old servants roared, the Yin Spirit and Yuan Spirit attacking again, covering the sky, trying to crush the thin youth with his Peng wings.

"Old tricks, useless. You can only be crushed by me; I am already invincible at my level!" The thin youth said proudly, raising his head, flapping his wings, and soaring into the sky, rising nine thousand miles!

Though the thin youth was arrogant, he had the capital to be so. At his level, few could suppress him.

"Bang!"

The sky-covering hands of the Yin Spirit and Yuan Spirit were instantly broken through by the thin youth. He stood above the dark sky, bathed in the silver moon, letting out a long, comfortable roar.

"This..."

The two old servants exchanged glances, seeing shock in each other's eyes. They never expected the new generation of talents to be so ruthless, even the older generation couldn't suppress them.

"You are old!" A fierce light flashed in the thin youth's eyes, and his Peng wings burst open, every feather standing up.

"Swish, swish..."

Countless feathers shot down from the Peng wings, transforming into sharp swords, shooting toward the two old servants.

The sky was filled with a rain of swords, terrifying in its attack, powerful in its force. A single feather sword could shatter a boulder, and a rain of feather swords was unimaginably powerful.

The faces of the two Ninth Rank Ghost Officers changed drastically, immediately seeking help from the other old servant, whose face was ashen. Though they had reached the Ninth Rank Ghost Officer level, they actually mastered few powerful ghost techniques and knew nothing about the various applications of the Yin Spirit and Yuan Spirit.

"You are indeed strong, but facing me, you will only be punished!" The ashen-faced old servant slowly spoke, facing the dense feather swords, raising his sleeve.

Instantly, the sleeve swelled with a gust of cold wind, transforming into a dark, oppressive cloud, enveloping the entire rain of feather swords.

"I said you are old, so you are old! My Great Peng Feather Swords are not so easily resisted!" The thin youth screeched, spreading his wings, transforming into a Great Peng bird. The true Great Peng Striking Technique is naturally most powerful when performed by the Peng body.

"Buzz!"

A ten-zhang large black Great Peng fiercely attacked, its sharp claws extending, black light surging, piercing into the dark cloud formed by the sleeve, stirring it up, and causing a series of explosions inside.

The old servant's face changed drastically, immediately shouting, "What a bird brat, daring to destroy my Black Cloud Sleeve!"

It turned out that the old servant's sleeve was a high-level ghost artifact, not a simple item.

"Bang!"

"Too late!" The thin youth said coldly.

Just as the old servant was about to retract the Black Cloud Sleeve, the dark cloud suddenly exploded, and countless feather swords instantly accelerated, turning into threads, directly piercing through the other two old servants, causing them to disintegrate and die on the spot.

After the feather swords succeeded, they quickly returned to the thin youth's Peng body.

"Roar!" The old servant was thoroughly enraged, like a volcanic eruption. The ghost essence in his ghost body burst forth, and three shadows merged under the dark sky, re-entering his soul.

"That is... the Yang Spirit! This old servant is actually a Ghost General realm powerhouse, too terrifying!" The keen-eyed talents immediately recognized the old servant's cultivation, exclaiming in shock.

From Ninth Rank Ghost Officer to First Rank Ghost General, there was a life-and-death gap, a leap to the heavens!

"Boy, your eyesight is good. I am a First Rank Ghost General, but even at this level, it is more than enough to teach you, a Ninth Rank Ghost Officer bird brat, a lesson!" The old servant sneered.

"You can try. I have also killed Ghost General realm powerhouses before!" The Great Peng spoke in human language, its crimson tongue licking its beak.

"What! Too astonishing, this Kunpeng's offspring has actually killed a Ghost General realm powerhouse?!"

Many talents exclaimed, mostly half-believing, half-doubting, while a few secretly sneered, as they could also do it!

"Oh? I will wait and see!" The old servant, instead of getting angry, laughed, his hands behind his back, his body emitting a series of explosions. He activated all seven soul wheels and merged the Yin Spirit, Yang Spirit, and Yuan Spirit, his black robe billowing, his state reaching its peak.

The Great Peng soared in the sky, its wings spread, striking the vast sky. Its sharp eyes were like two small suns, piercing and searching the lower world.

"Whoosh!"

The old servant fiercely attacked, not with the broken Black Cloud Sleeve, but with his arms weaving, creating a sea of red flames, directly burning the dark sky, enveloping the thin youth bathed in the silver moon.

This was a powerful ghost technique, extremely formidable, almost evaporating the beautiful jade lake, but it was finally stabilized by a mysterious, powerful force.

"This is the Fire Plow Technique! He has actually achieved such a level with the Fire Plow Technique from the Eighteen Netherworld Sutras, truly remarkable." A knowledgeable talent recognized the old servant's ghost technique.

Su Xing, who had been closely watching the battle, his pupils suddenly constricted. He heard the words "Fire Plow," as he also cultivated the Eighteen Netherworld Sutras and instinctively realized that the Fire Plow Technique used by the First Rank Ghost General was only impressive in scale, but the unitary earth fire was not as powerful as Su Xing's.

Only because the old servant's earth fire was impure!

The Fire Plow surged, heading for the Great Peng in the sky, determined to roast or burn it to ashes, but the Great Peng would not sit and wait to die.

"The Northern Abyss cannot be contained by the Fire Plow!" The Great Peng roared, tearing through the burning Fire Plow with its giant black Peng claws, transforming into a golden light, diving into the jade lake, and turning into a large black fish.

The black fish was so large that the jade lake could barely contain it. Miraculously, the water level was higher than the lake shore, but no water spilled out.

"Boundless Sea!"

The black fish rolled, a vast, boundless black sea appearing behind it. The jade lake was almost overturned, and the mysterious force could not stabilize it, finally being swept into the air, extinguishing the Fire Plow.

"Mountain Seal of the Moon!" The old servant, failing one move, tried another, forming the Mountain Seal with his hands, his body leaping up, carrying the great power of a mountain, smashing toward the sky where the Kun fish was.

"Is it the Mountain Seal of the Moon? It turns out this powerful old servant is a subordinate of the Moon Mountain Marquis!" Seeing the Mountain Seal of the Moon, a talent finally recognized the black-robed old man's identity.

"Originally, they were so arrogant because they are subordinates of the Moon Mountain Marquis. I heard that the Moon Mountain Marquis was originally a major general of the First Hall of Yama, but due to great achievements, he was enfeoffed as the Moon Mountain Marquis by the Yama of the First Hall. His signature ghost technique is the Mountain Seal of the Moon, which, when perfected, can suppress gods and demons!"

"Fish and bird, you brat, be suppressed by me!" The old servant roared.

The mountain in his hand pressed down, causing a great shock, and many talents' faces changed, as the mountain instantly submerged the black Kun fish and the overturned jade lake!

The Mountain Seal of the Moon was even more miraculous in that the mountain it conjured had a peak, the top bald, with a fist-sized crescent moon mark, continuously absorbing the silver moonlight, making the mountain grow larger.

"Truly a Ghost General realm powerhouse, even at the First Rank, it is terrifying. If this Mountain Seal of the Moon lands solidly on the ground, the entire Bai Mansion will be destroyed." Li Hanlin's face turned serious, his tone heavy.

The young book boy stood beside Li Hanlin, knowing that even if the Mountain Seal of the Moon were a bit larger, it could not crush the young master!

Su Xing, holding Tai An'er, stood beside Li Hanlin, also sensing the great power beneath Li Hanlin's seemingly immature appearance.

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