Chapter 1171: My Last Request
Jingle jingle!!!
The resonating ghost bells suddenly intensified the power of the specters on site.
The cultivators of the Ghost Gate from West Mountain experienced a power surge within half an hour before dawn.
As the Sect Master of the Ghost Gate, Ghost Su's strength was beyond doubt.
During this period,
his power reached an unprecedented peak state.
Even Ye Tiande estimated that he would have a hard time winning.
In order to kill Liu Hong and Sage Qingjue,
Ghost Su had Ye Tiande protect him.
He was about to unleash the world-shattering ability of the Ghost Gate.
"Elder Liu, Old Daoist Fellow Qingjue, be careful!"
With a shout of caution, Ghost Su bit his fingertip, and in an instant, his essence blood splattered onto the sinister ghost bell.
Jingle jingle!!!
The ghost bell shook the surroundings for miles, and with each sound,
the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.
The oppressive force seemed to reach the limits of what the heavens and earth could bear.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
As the howling arose, within the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array, the black fog began to condense simultaneously from all directions.
This transformation was the strongest attack of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array and was an attack that pushed Ghost Su beyond his limit.
The mournful wailing in the black fog was heartbreaking.
The desolate scene made heaven and earth lose their color.
It was as if the world truly felt guilty towards these ghosts.
Liu Hong and others within the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array felt unprecedented pressure.
Sage Qingjue's face was pale, and with his energy nearly exhausted, he might have to risk his life to defend against the strongest attack of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array!
"Daoist Fellow Qingjue, let me take this one."
At the moment Sage Qingjue took a step, Liu Hong extended his palm to stop him.
"Daoist Fellow Liu, your energy is about the same as mine. It doesn't matter who takes this hit; we need to focus on the next one."
Liu Hong nodded and said, "Indeed, the next attack is the key. I don't think I have the strength to withstand it. This heavy burden may only be entrusted to and completed by Daoist Fellow Qingjue."
"Alright, I will act according to the situation."
At this point, Sage Qingjue no longer insisted.
Liu Hong had already decided to withstand the upcoming attack himself, indicating that he was truly at his limit.
He should stabilize his mind and try to recover as much as possible.
That way, he would have the capability to continue the struggle.
"Father, you..."
Liu Mingyue was somewhat worried, having never seen her father appear so lacking in confidence.
Perhaps, today was truly a disaster.
"Honored Master, I will protect you!"
Yun Hai said, requesting permission to act.
"Good! Chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Yun Hai, come behind me!"
Liu Hong glanced back at Yun Hai. At such a critical moment, Yun Hai, as the chief disciple, had the courage to step forward!
"Senior Brother Yun, go for it!"
Liu Mingyue understood the seriousness of the situation, and in such circumstances, she had to encourage Yun Hai.
"Mm!"
Yun Hai nodded seriously, his expression extremely solemn.
The power of those skulls had increased significantly compared to before.
If struck, the consequences would be dire.
"Brother Xia, what do we do now?"
Lu Fang had never been fond of Yun Hai.
From last night until now, Xia Liu held the sword without taking action.
Lu Fang believed he was figuring out a way to break the formation.
Once the formation was broken, all crises would dissipate.
"For now, there's nothing we can do but watch and wait."
Xia Liu, who had been silent all night, finally spoke.
The gravity in his words far exceeded the usual.
He had studied the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array all night.
Simulated countless ways to break the formation.
The result was that none of them worked.
The only way to break the formation might be to simultaneously dismantle the more than a hundred Ghost Gate disciples who acted as the formation eye.
But those disciples were outside the formation.
And the distance was quite far, making it difficult to dismantle them.
Unless someone had a Qi Cultivation of fifteen layers, anything else would be futile.
Xia Liu hadn't taken action because the time was not right.
He was waiting for the Ghost Gate disciples to show a flaw.
This flaw might be Tianming!
At that time, the disciples of the Ghost Gate from West Mountain did not appear.
They only showed up after nightfall and cast the formation.
Xia Liu speculated that at the break of dawn, the power of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array would weaken.
This was just a guess, and whether it was true still needed to be tested.
Whether they could hold on until dawn, the upcoming Myriad Ghosts Devouring Soul would be crucial.
"Daoist Fellow Liu! Go for it! If you fail, I'll immediately follow up."
Sage Qingjue was more earnest than ever.
No matter what, he had to ensure that the disciples trapped in the binding formation passed this trial safely.
"Haha! Got it!"
Liu Hong laughed loudly, as Spiritual Energy pulsated around him, and his grand Qi Force soared into the sky.
The black fog in the forefront immediately dissipated.
The might of a Qi Cultivation at the fifteenth level exerting full power was not something a small group of evil objects could resist.
However, as more and more black fog gathered, the strength of the skulls within it grew increasingly daunting.
Liu Hong gradually began to feel weary.
Hiss!
He viciously bit his tongue, and crimson blood oozed from the corner of Liu Hong's mouth.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!
The land under his feet shattered and sank.
A force greater than ever before erupted from Liu Hong's dantian.
Pouring all his power into it, he intended to neutralize this wave of attacks!
"Alas, the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array is truly terrifying; Daoist Fellow Liu even used the last traces of Spiritual Power he had refined..."
Seeing Liu Hong unleash his final strength, Sage Qingjue helplessly shook his head.
Even if he survived this disaster, Liu Hong's foundation would be damaged.
He would need at least three to five years to recover.
His resolve was no less than Qingjue's own.
"Daoist Fellow Qingjue, it's up to you next, Qingyun True Spirit Palm!"
The hoarse and heavy voice came from Liu Hong's mouth.
His hand seals changed quickly, and the high-level technique of the Qingyun Sect instantly descended upon the heavens and the earth!
"Daoist Fellow Liu! You mustn't!"
Upon hearing the technique's name, Sage Qingjue immediately voiced his opposition.
The True Spirit Palm required the expenditure of Spiritual Power!
A Qi Cultivator without any Spiritual Power, like Liu Hong, trying to fully unleash the True Spirit Palm, would have to incorporate his own essence blood and Divine Sense.
This would destroy his own foundation!
"I have no choice; perhaps this is the only way to break the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array."
Liu Hong turned and smiled, the power gathered between his palms becoming incomprehensibly terrifying.
"Mingyue, what is this True Spirit Palm about?"
Xia Liu sensed something was off and immediately inquired.
Liu Mingyue, who had been in a daze, snapped back upon hearing Xia Liu's voice.
But before she could respond to Xia Liu, her expression collapsed.
"Father! You can't do this!"
Liu Mingyue screamed.
She understood what the True Spirit Palm represented.
It was a Spirit Art that only Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators could perform.
If a Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivator tried to use the True Spirit Palm without the support of Spiritual Power, they might end up sacrificing their life!
As for the power of the True Spirit Palm, it's obvious without thinking—the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Spirit Array would probably shatter instantly.
But Liu Hong would lose his life for it too...
"Xia Liu, take care of Mingyue for me in the future, consider it my last request!"
Liu Hong disregarded Liu Mingyue and instead called out Xia Liu's name.
"It's now!"
Bang!!!