Chapter 85

Ding Yue gave a cold laugh, completely unconcerned about Chi Zijin's resentment. As long as his own Daoist powers and abilities could always压制 him, why would he care about a bit of resentment?

Although Chi Zijin's Daoist powers and abilities were not weak.

"Boom!"

Taking a step forward, Ding Yue, with a hint of killing intent, struck out with a resounding palm.

This palm, imbued with Daoist power, was not meant to humiliate but to annihilate.

Chi Zijin was greatly alarmed. The Yin-Yang Mirror flipped, its light flickering, and a red light fell upon him, instantly emitting a rich vitality. In the blink of an eye, his injuries stabilized, and even the bone in his right shoulder was restored as if he had never been injured.

Although so, his right arm was rendered powerless for a short time.

Then, Chi Zijin retreated, knowing that the Yin-Yang Mirror's main skill was ineffective. He decisively used the Yin-Yang Mirror to protect himself, the Water-Fire Blade spinning and emitting sharp sword qi to block Ding Yue.

"Junior Brother!"

On the other side, Guangchengzi, seeing Chi Zijin injured, was greatly alarmed. Everything happened too quickly for him to react in time. However, at this moment, Guangchengzi raised his hand, and a green jade gourd appeared.

The gourd's mouth opened, and a vast green light surged out, overwhelming and sweeping over an area of several dozen miles.

Even with his unparalleled immortal body, Ding Yue could not ignore the attack from this supreme treasure and stopped.

However, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and a misty green light surged from his body, enveloping him.

With a flash of light, Ding Yue suddenly turned and rushed into the green light.

Guangchengzi was overjoyed, seeing Ding Yue fall into his trap. Although he knew Ding Yue might have some support, his confidence in his own treasure was even stronger.

The green light intensified, rising with a whoosh. In the blink of an eye, the light became violent, causing even the void to waver.

But at this moment, a corner in front of Guangchengzi, the green light flickered, trembled a few times, and then Ding Yue's figure flashed out.

Ding Yue looked somewhat disheveled, his Daoist robe somewhat damaged, and his face somewhat pale.

But after emerging, a flash of joy passed through Ding Yue's eyes, followed by a cold light as he looked at Guangchengzi. A precious seal suddenly flew out, blocking the green jade gourd in front of Guangchengzi.

Then, Ding Yue moved, reaching Guangchengzi's side and delivering a punch to his head.

"Ah!"

Guangchengzi shouted, his eyes filled with shock. The Bell of Misfortune instantly appeared above his head, ringing continuously, while he retreated.

"Hmph! Want to run? Take this punch!"

Ding Yue sneered, the green light from the jade talisman in his body resisting the sound attack from the Bell of Misfortune, and he punched the bell.

"Clang~!"

The bell rang loudly, but the Bell of Misfortune's light dimmed, its spiritual light dissipating. The immense divine power shattered its spiritual light, forcefully driving it into the sea.

"Spit!"

Guangchengzi retreated, the immense impact making him dizzy and bloated. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with confusion.

But his Daoist heart was firm, and his Daoist powers were profound. In an instant, a celestial robe, emitting a brilliant light, was draped over his body.

"Hmph!"

Ding Yue advanced, his foot pausing, and he lifted his foot to deliver a fierce kick to Guangchengzi's stomach.

"Thud!"

Guangchengzi's body seemed to shatter, blood flowing profusely from his mouth, and his internal magical power was scattered and uncontrollable due to the immense force of Ding Yue's kick.

With a "thud," Guangchengzi fell into the sea.

Even the precious gourd dimmed, losing Guangchengzi's support and struggling to resist Ding Yue's Zhou Seal, its green light fading.

"Refreshing!"

Ding Yue laughed, a large part of his pent-up frustration dissipating. Ignoring Guangchengzi's life or death, he turned to look at the shocked Chi Zijin, taking a large step forward, his sharpness evident, causing Chi Zijin to retreat continuously, not daring to let Ding Yue approach.

Seeing this, Ding Yue stopped, sneering at Chi Zijin with great disdain.

However, Chi Zijin's refusal to engage in a direct confrontation made things more difficult for him. He couldn't reach him, and there was nothing he could do, after all, Chi Zijin was not without the ability to fight back.

"Ding Yue, you are bold!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the distant sky, filled with anger. Then, a cold flame shot up, rushing toward Ding Yue in an instant.

"Ran Deng? It's you again! But why are you always the last to arrive? Don't you think it's too late?"

Ding Yue naturally recognized the newcomer, responding with a sneer. To deal with the incoming flame, the Purple Mansion Clear Heart Lamp naturally floated out, and the Mystic Heart True Fire swept out, resisting the attack.

With a "bang," the Zhou Seal shook the weakened green jade gourd, driving it into the sea.

Ding Yue naturally coveted this green jade gourd, but it was a genuine supreme treasure of the Orthodox Sect, registered with the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign. Ding Yue truly dared not claim it for himself, fearing that it would summon the great lord.

If that were to happen, Ding Yue would be doomed, as the great lord's attacks were ruthless and without any hesitation.

Moreover, the great lord had likely already marked Ding Yue in his heart, waiting for the right moment to strike.

After all, who could blame Ding Yue for repeatedly severely injuring several of his beloved disciples?

Summoning the Zhou Seal, Ding Yue looked at the approaching figure of Daoist Ran Deng, his eyes flickering with a dark and uncertain gaze.

"Follow this poor Daoist back to Kunlun Mountain to atone for your sins, for your crimes are unforgivable!"

A flash of light, and Daoist Ran Deng appeared, speaking while drawing a line with his hand, emitting celestial light, and a coffin's shadow appeared, enveloping Ding Yue.

Although he said he wanted to capture Ding Yue, Daoist Ran Deng's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he was using a deadly move!

Daoist Ran Deng's anger was also hard to suppress. After all, if it weren't for Ding Yue's previous actions, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign would not have developed dissatisfaction with him, causing a rift between him and many Orthodox Sect disciples. His once prestigious position as the deputy leader of the Orthodox Sect was now precarious.

All of this was due to Ding Yue, naturally making Daoist Ran Deng secretly resent him, just waiting for the right opportunity.

Moreover, this time he really didn't have the time to arrive. He didn't expect that Guangchengzi and Chi Zijin were merely hunting a strange beast, a deed to earn merit, and would encounter Ding Yue again, leading to a fight.

He had been staying in the capital, and it was only after the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign secretly informed him that he learned of the incident here.

Naturally, Daoist Ran Deng broke out in a cold sweat. Although he was the deputy leader of the Orthodox Sect, in the heart of the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, he was definitely not as important as the Sovereign's beloved disciples.

In fact, his role was merely a protector.

If anything happened to the disciples, he would surely face dire consequences.

And now, two disciples were about to be in trouble again, how could he not be anxious, especially since it was Ding Yue, turning his anger into killing intent, which even a great Daoist like him could not hide.

However, the fact that Guangchengzi and Chi Zijin could not defeat Ding Yue alone also made Daoist Ran Deng somewhat contemptuous.

After all, they were all of the same level, with similar spiritual treasures, yet they lost so badly in a two-on-one fight, truly embarrassing!

Moreover, Ding Yue was just one of many disciples of the截 Sect, and there were several others with the same cultivation level, some even stronger.

From this, it was clear that the disciples of the Orthodox Sect were far inferior to those of the截 Sect...

This thought flashed through Daoist Ran Deng's mind, leaving a deep impression that he could not shake off.

"Hmph, you Orthodox Sect disciples can't even handle a fight? What's the point of your elders coming out?"

Ding Yue sneered, the Zhou Seal roaring and transforming into a size of several dozen zhang, its power overwhelming. Under Ding Yue's full force, it forcefully suppressed the incoming coffin shadow, shattering it into light particles that scattered.

"Looking for death!"

Daoist Ran Deng's killing intent was hard to suppress, and his attack was powerful. He fiercely drew a line, and a black coffin appeared, this time made of real material.

The coffin lid slid open, revealing a crack, and instantly, a chilling aura surged out, making one's heart tremble.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, the coffin shook, and a black light spread out, enveloping Ding Yue.

"Ah!"

Ding Yue shouted, his inner spirit becoming unstable, as if about to freeze and crack, and his body was immobilized, unable to move.

At this moment, the jade talisman in his body emitted a brilliant green light, no longer gentle, flowing through Ding Yue's body, instantly driving out the mysterious aura within him.

But the aura from the coffin was surging, and even with the jade talisman protecting him, Ding Yue was uncontrollably drawn into the coffin.

Seeing Ding Yue about to be suppressed, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and the Purple Mansion Clear Heart Lamp shot out, its light flowing, protecting Ding Yue.

Ding Yue regained control of his body, holding the Zhou Seal in his hand, and struck the coffin forcefully.

With a "bang," the coffin shook, wobbled a few times, and moved back a few steps.

The Zhou Seal was made from the remnants of the Unbroken Mountain, incredibly heavy, and possessed a unique aura from the Unbroken Mountain, making it immensely powerful.

The翻天印 (Fan Tian Seal) of the later generations was hailed as the first supreme attack treasure of the post-heavenly era, not without reason.

Therefore, even though this coffin was mysterious, it could not directly resist the Zhou Seal.

Taking this opportunity, Ding Yue moved, not retreating but advancing, taking a step to bypass the coffin and reach Daoist Ran Deng.

Raising his fists, Ding Yue delivered a fierce punch, the wind from his punches roaring, his face somewhat fierce!

"Looking for death!"

Daoist Ran Deng was enraged, unable to dodge in time, and unwilling to dodge. Holding the jade ruler, he made the void ripple continuously, striking Ding Yue fiercely, while celestial light flowed over his body, protecting him. The Netherworld Treasure Lamp also instantly flew to his head.

With a "snap," the jade ruler's light was brilliant, breaking through the protection of the treasure lamp. Ding Yue's body wavered, his immortal body showing terrifying cracks, blood flowing all over...