Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds Chapter 170 - 169: The Golden Wind Divine King Cannot Escape

"Alright, we’re down to one big boss and one elite mob."

Gu Zhao extended his right hand, and a folding fan appeared in his grasp. He pointed it at the Golden Wind Divine King, who was currently fighting Taoist Yi Hong in the main hall of Golden Wind Hall. "Once we take down Golden Wind Hall, there won’t be any more difficult dungeons for a while. This is a limited-ti offer, so let’s give it our all!"

As his voice fell, Taoist Yi Hong’s saber montum grew fiercer. Taoist Ming Yu and Taoist Jing Feng leaped onto the two side halls to his left and right.

Taoist Yan Song, however, had no intention of competing for glory. He simply rode the wind, and with a wave of his hand, the Taiyi Wind and Fire enveloped the area. It simultaneously burned away at the Golden Wind Divine King’s lamp array while also supplenting the Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array to prevent his escape.

"How dare you!"

The Golden Wind Divine King flew into a rage. He parried with his twin swords, forcing Taoist Yi Hong back three steps. The lamp above his head suddenly flared with brilliant light. Imdiately after, the entire world seed to dim for a mont before all the divine statues in every hall of Golden Wind Hall burst forth with a golden glow.

The entire Golden Wind Hall was instantly flooded with light again.

In that instant of dimming and brightening, it was as if all the incense had converged on the fla in the Golden Wind Divine King’s lamp. Empowered by the Power of Incense and Candlelight, the one hundred and thirty-two lanterns of Golden Wind Hall flared to life, and one thousand three hundred and twenty Fierce Ghosts unleashed their power once more, instantly suppressing the Taiyi Wind and Fire that filled the sky.

The next mont, the Golden Wind Divine King switched his swords to his left hand and gestured with his right. The Golden Wind Divine Banner, which Consort Yun had been controlling, suddenly flew from her grasp and returned to his. With a gentle flick, an endless golden light enveloped both him and Consort Yun.

"Let’s go!"

The Golden Wind Divine King soared into the sky, taking Consort Yun with him.

"You’re not going anywhere!"

Taoist Yan Song had been waiting for this exact mont. His face transford into a black mask as he pursed his lips and whistled. A torrent of Taiyi Wind and Fire, even more condensed than before, poured out.

The wind was the Taiyi Divine Wind, capable of scraping bones and blowing away souls.

The fire was the Taiyi Divine Fire, able to incinerate the body and scorch the soul.

This blast of Wind and Fire stripped away half of the Golden Wind Divine King’s Protective Golden Light.

"Celestial Thunder faintly sounds, Divine Thunder loudly booms. Dragon Thunder becos water, Water Thunder churns the waves. Lord of Community Order Thunder, let lightning strike far and wide."

Gu Zhao’s left hand rapidly ford a series of Five Thunders Seal Techniques as he chanted the Shenxiao Five Thunders Spell. Drawing upon the Five-Colored Thunderclouds in the sky, he rged them into a single Five-Colored Thunderbolt that suddenly struck down.

BOOM!

The shimring, golden Five-Colored Thunderbolt erged from the thunderclouds and struck the Golden Wind Divine King directly on the head. The Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array had turned its defense into an attack, determined to keep him there.

The Taiyi Wind and Fire and the Five-Colored Thunderclouds blocked the Golden Wind Divine King’s escape route. But, as expected of an old ghost with centuries of cultivation, he knew this was his only chance. He unleashed most of his power once more, reinforcing his Protective Golden Light and breaking through the Thunderbolt.

SWISH SWISH SWISH—

Thirty-six Dragon-Binding Iron Chains, like thirty-six divine dragons, instantly wrapped around his body and pulled him down in unison.

At the sa ti, the Golden Wind Divine King found his surroundings changing again. The grim and frigid Mingling Prison had appeared all around him.

"Break!"

The Golden Wind Divine King unleashed his Telekinesis, but he failed to break through the Mingling Prison. Instead, the prison descended upon him like a great mountain, intent on suppressing him.

’This isn’t an Illusion Realm?’

The Golden Wind Divine King was shocked. He possessed a Ghost Body, and although the manifested Mingling Prison was a construct of Spiritual Power, to him, it was completely real.

Compared to the Taiyi Wind and Fire and the Five-Colored Thunderbolt, Mingling Prison was specifically designed to target the Ghostly Divine Soul. Taoist Jing Feng, unleashing the Northern Emperor’s Black Book Great Transformation Divine Spell with his full Magical Power, empowered Mingling Prison to descend from the sky, forcing the Golden Wind Divine King back down.

"Hahahaha!" Taoist Ming Yu laughed heartily as he directed twelve Celestial Warriors to surround their foe.

The twelve Celestial Warriors were covered in golden light, each wielding a different weapon. They ford an array, their twelve Qi chanisms linking together as one. They surrounded the Golden Wind Divine King from all directions, their furious glares carrying the might of heaven and earth.

’In terms of pure Yin Qi, I’m inferior to Taoist Jing Feng.’

’When it cos to divine majesty, I’m no match for Taoist Ming Yu.’

Even though his Dao Practice was higher, the Golden Wind Divine King felt a fundantal sense of suppression.

If he were only facing those two, he was confident he could win with his profound Magical Power. But with another expert floating in the air spewing Wind and Fire, and one wielding a Great Saber pressing him relentlessly, he had no choice but to fall into a disadvantage.

Thus, the Golden Wind Divine King could only shake the lamp above his head, mobilizing the Power of Incense and Candlelight and his thousand-plus Fierce Ghosts to fend off the attacks of the four old Taoists while simultaneously draining the power of the Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array.

"It’s not that your choice was wrong, but you chose the wrong opponent." Gu Zhao opened his folding fan.

The Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array was, after all, hastily arranged and lacked a continuous source of power. If he could use the Power of Incense and Candlelight stored in Golden Wind Hall as a foundation to exhaust the array’s energy, escape was indeed not impossible.

However...

Firstly, the Magical Power of the Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array was infused with Taoist True Qi. To wear down one part of the array’s power, he would have to expend three parts of his own, resulting in a much higher attrition rate.

Secondly, besides the Five Thunders Dragon-Catching Array, four old Taoists were watching him like tigers. Would they really let him break the array in peace?

Taoist Yan Song and Taoist Yi Hong of the Quanzhen Sect possessed vast and profound True Qi. Taoist Ming Yu and Taoist Jing Feng of the Zhengyi Dao had pure and deep Divine Souls. Moreover, Taoist True Qi is the natural bane of Yin, evil, and foul qi. What could a Ghost God like you, whose Divine Soul is tainted with Evil Qi, possibly use to resist?

Gu Zhao was as calm as a fisherman on his platform, but the Golden Wind Divine King suddenly looked at the open folding fan in Gu Zhao’s hand.

"The White Wolf Fan? You’re from Three Extres Mountain... No, you people..."

"That’s right!" Gu Zhao gently waved his folding fan, and a gray wolf appeared beside him.

Gently stroking the wolf’s soft fur and feeling its remarkably real texture, Gu Zhao raised an eyebrow and smiled. "The Black Bear King and the White Wolf King of Three Extres Mountain have been executed. The Stone King Cave Master has also been vanquished. Within the borders of Changping Prefecture, you’re the only one left."

The Golden Wind Divine King’s pupils shrank, and Consort Yun, who was beside him, turned pale with fright.

"You didn’t kill the Yellow Dog King!" The Golden Wind Divine King understood. "You’re from the Spirit Court!"

Gu Zhao raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

But the Golden Wind Divine King was still confused. "But if you’re from the Spirit Court, how dare you set up a private Divine Altar and worship miscellaneous gods?"

’Miscellaneous gods...’ Gu Zhao was speechless.

Yunyang, standing nearby, laughed loudly. "By the Three Pristine Taoist Ancestors, how is that any different from Chu Reni trying to extort Erlang God?"

"No, there’s a difference," Gu Zhao said, shaking his head. "This is even more absurd."

Yunyang drew his sword, but seeing the Wind and Fire above the Golden Wind Divine King’s head, the cold prison surrounding him, Taoist Yi Hong in front of him, and the twelve Celestial Warriors encircling him, he realized there was no room for him to intervene.

"I want to earn so Evil Qi too..." Yunyang sighed.

Gu Zhao patted Yunyang’s arm. "Later, we’ll leave the cleanup of Golden Wind Hall to the senior uncles. You and I will take a trip to the Changping Prefecture Yan. There are at least two Mages there. They’re all yours."

At this, Gu Zhao looked at the Golden Wind Divine King, who was surrounded by the four old Taoists, and commanded, "By tomorrow morning, the skies over Changping Prefecture must change."