Translator: CinderTL
Fayan noticed that as ti passed, the Corpse Qi within the formation grew increasingly dense, and the formation’s power beca more potent.
If he continued to stubbornly hold his ground, he would eventually be drained of his Spiritual Power and perish.
With a thought, Fayan summoned the Two-Faced Buddha.
This Two-Faced Buddha was not sothing he had crafted himself but was obtained from an ancient ruin.
The Two-Faced Buddha had many wondrous uses.
Previously, he had managed to evade Gou Jun’s pursuit by using the Two-Faced Buddha to conceal his aura.
However, the Two-Faced Buddha was extrely sinister. Each ti it was used, it required a sacrifice of essence blood to activate.
The amount of essence blood needed each ti was roughly thirty percent of his total essence blood.
At his peak, losing thirty percent of his essence blood would not be a significant issue, as he could slowly replenish it afterward.
But now, he was severely injured. Moreover, the essence blood he had lost from using the Two-Faced Buddha last ti had not yet been fully restored.
Currently, his essence blood was less than forty percent of its peak level. If he used the Two-Faced Buddha again, his essence blood would plumt to less than ten percent.
Such a drastic loss of essence blood was extrely dangerous. If it was not replenished in ti, it could destabilize his physical body and even threaten his life.
However, he had no other choice but to take the risk and use the Two-Faced Buddha.
Fayan reversed his blood flow and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, staining the Two-Faced Buddha a deep crimson.
A pale white light emanated from the Buddha statue, illuminating the already ruined Treasure Spirit Pavilion in a ghastly white glow.
Under this white light, the omnipresent Corpse Qi within the formation began to lt and dissipate like frost under the direct rays of the sun.
The power of the formation sharply declined.
As the Corpse Qi diminished, the pale white light directly shone on the black barrier.
At first, the barrier seed to barely withstand the erosion of the light. But as ti passed, the barrier began to develop fine cracks and then suddenly shattered.
Fayan’s expression brightened, and he quickly activated the Horned Dragon Staff, thrusting it toward Song Wen above.
He followed closely behind, moving in tandem with the staff’s montum.
Song Wen, who had been struck by the backlash of the formation’s destruction and was struggling to stabilize his internal energy, saw the Horned Dragon Staff coming at him with great force. He hastily dodged while trying to calm his surging blood.
The Horned Dragon Staff missed Song Wen, but Fayan showed no sign of disappointnt.
This strike was rely a feint.
It appeared to be an attack on Song Wen, but its true purpose was to startle him into retreating, allowing Fayan to escape smoothly.
The Soul-Shadow Hidden Spirit Formation had been shattered by the residual power of the battle when the Black Fiend Dark Prison Formation was broken, and Fayan flew into the sky without any hindrance.
Song Wen did not imdiately try to stop him but instead pursued Fayan closely.
It was worth noting that due to the existence of the Soul-Shadow Hidden Spirit Formation, outsiders only knew that a great battle had taken place at the Treasure Spirit Pavilion, but they had no idea who the combatants were.
They simply assud that the fight had broken out over the Blood Bodhi.
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Fayan realized that he could not shake off the person behind him.
Although he was faster, the other party had cultivated the Corpse Demon Sect’s Blood Escape Technique.
Every ti the distance between them exceeded three hundred miles, the other party would use the Blood Escape Technique to close the gap and appear not far behind him.
After traveling nearly ten thousand miles, the other party had already used the Blood Escape Technique twice, yet there was no sign of excessive essence blood depletion.
Moreover, judging from the aura the opponent emitted, he clearly only had the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage. Yet, he seed to be able to perceive everything within a radius of three hundred miles.
Within this range, no matter how he concealed his presence, he couldn’t escape the opponent’s perception.
This was simply illogical!
A re early Nascent Soul cultivator’s perception range was on par with that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator. This left Fayan utterly perplexed.
Fayan grew increasingly anxious.
If this continued, he would eventually suffer from excessive depletion of his vital essence, leading to physical weakness and defeat at the hands of his opponent.
"Who exactly are you, and why are you opposing ?" Fayan asked.
Fayan was filled with doubt and suspicion, while Song Wen was equally curious.
The Two-Faced Buddha in Fayan’s hand was extrely bizarre.
Throughout the pursuit, Song Wen had activated the Blood Sea Seal several tis, transforming it into either blood-colored tentacles or a blood mountain to attack Fayan.
However, as soon as the attacks approached the white light emitted by the Two-Faced Buddha, their power and speed would drastically diminish, allowing Fayan to easily block or evade them.
"Perhaps I should try thunder techniques?" Song Wen thought to himself.
With a thought, Song Wen summoned the short spear, a top-grade magical treasure.
This short spear had never been used in combat since its creation.
As Song Wen infused it with his Spiritual Power, the spear began to shine with lightning, and the occasional bursts of thunder resembled wild snakes dancing in the dark night.
"Die!"
With a soft utterance from Song Wen, the short spear shot toward Fayan like a bolt of lightning.
When Fayan saw the short spear emitting dazzling thunderlight, he grew even more anxious and uneasy.
The white light emitted by the Two-Faced Buddha had a restraining effect on all kinds of magic, but its restraint on thunder techniques was the weakest, almost negligible.
On the contrary, the majestic heavenly power contained within thunder techniques would disperse the white light emitted by the Two-Faced Buddha.
As the short spear was about to reach him, Fayan hurriedly shouted, "Sir, we are strangers with no enmity between us. Why must you push to the brink of death?"
He still had no idea of Song Wen’s identity.
He had even suspected that Song Wen might be the leader of the Asura Sect, ’Yin Shuo.’
After all, the Wu Yuan Market was controlled by the Asura Sect. Spreading rumors about the Blood Bodhi within the market and setting up an ambush at the Treasure Spirit Pavilion were things only the leader of the Asura Sect could easily accomplish.
However, it was well known that ’Yin Shuo’ practiced corpse cultivation techniques. Whether it was the blood path treasure that could transform and attack him earlier or the current thunder techniques, they were clearly different from ’Yin Shuo’s’ thods.
"Enough talk. Zen Master Fayan, prepare to die!"
With Song Wen’s light shout, the short spear pierced into the range of the white light.
Suddenly, the spear seed to enter a space with greater resistance, and its speed noticeably decreased.
However, the continuous bursts of thunderlight from the spear, like sharp blades, pierced into the white light, shattering the light around the spear into fragnts.
The spear pressed forward with unstoppable force, tearing a straight path through the white light.
Fayan raised his hand and pointed, and the Horned Dragon Staff shot out, directly colliding with the short spear.
The two clashed, producing a deafening roar.
The short spear was sent flying.
Seeing this, Song Wen quickly ford hand seals.
In an instant, the sky above underwent a dramatic change.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds.
Countless thunderlights gathered within the clouds, forming a purple lightning bolt.
The lightning, like a giant sword, pierced through the dark night sky and struck directly at Fayan.
The Nine Great Heavenly Thunder Secret Technique contained a divine might far surpassing ordinary thunder thods, effortlessly tearing apart the white light emitted by the Two-Faced Buddha.
"Purple Mansion Divine Thunder!"
Fayan’s eyes revealed a look of shock and awe.
Under his command, the Horned Dragon Staff soared into the sky, eting the descending purple thunder.
(End of the Chapter)
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