The Witch Priest initially believed that Xu Qing, who claimed to be the Great Luo Sect Leader, practiced orthodox Daoist techniques. Later, when Xu Qing tore off his disguise and transformed into an ancient Corpse Monster, the Witch Priest thought he practiced sinister demonic arts.
But now, Xu Qing has transformed into a divine and virtuous figure.
These three paths don't connect at all!
For the first time, the Witch Priest felt an incomprehensible pressure from Xu Qing.
This feeling, beyond understanding and description, was something he had only encountered in the Dharma Realm's Corpse of the Underworld.
But the Corpse of the Nine Netherworlds was limited to filth and disregard for life.
Xu Qing's existence was completely beyond his comprehension.
How does one blend the ruthlessness of sinister demonic arts with the compassion of the saintly?
The Witch Priest's sense of confusion deepened further when he saw the masculine yet feminine Lady Bao Sheng raise the dry axe.
"This isn't an illusion technique, what kind of spell are you practicing?"
Raising the axe, exuding a majestic and overwhelming aura, Lady Bao Sheng finally uttered a few words—
"The righteous law of Heaven and Earth!"
The axe, imbued with incense and capable of dispelling all evil filth, descended instantly.
The Witch Priest dared not confront it directly, thus he employed ground evasion techniques, attempting to escape the burning, bone-eroding blow.
However, when the axe fell, and the Witch Priest looked back to investigate, he discovered Xu Qing's target wasn't him, but the ten Skull Warriors he used for 'corpse reincarnation.'
Only then did the Witch Priest realize the Illusion Array wasn't merely Xu Qing's way of masking his demonic or divine nature, but rather a tactic to create an illusion, alter the ancient battlefield's landscape, and gather all Skull Warriors together through an array.
With the incense-imbued axe descending, the ten Skull Warriors instantly melted from the blazing axe momentum.
The Witch Priest froze for a moment, then mocked, "My warriors are formed from skeletal remains, and there are countless remains here. How could you possibly annihilate them all?"
Sure enough, the next moment Xu Qing saw countless Skull Ghost Soldiers in the surroundings autonomously stacking into towers and converging into new Skull Warriors.
"A million skeletons... What if you have no minions to use?"
Xu Qing contemplated for a moment, then suddenly looked up with an eerie smile.
For some reason, upon seeing Xu Qing's smile, the Witch Priest felt inexplicably uneasy.
When Xu Qing concealed the Bao Sheng god form and took out the Rampant Banner, summoning nearly fifty thousand Fierce Generals, the Witch Priest completely lost his rationality.
Fifty thousand Fierce Generals aren't the same as fifty thousand Rampant Soldiers!
The Witch Priest's million Ghost Soldiers and ten thousand Ghost Generals facing Xu Qing's army of Fierce Generals were uncertain of victory or defeat, but over time, his substitutes would only diminish, leaving destruction as his only fate!
Xu Qing didn't care what the Witch Priest thought. After summoning a hundred thousand Fierce Generals, he went to the newly gathered Skull Warriors.
Clinging to the last hope, the Witch Priest firmly declared, "Your Daoist technique is much weaker than mine, your magical power must be exhausted by now. Aside from these Fierce Generals, what else can you use?"
"No matter your divine techniques vary endlessly, they're still rootless water now, while I am destined to obliterate you, gain the Dharma Master's favor, and attain the Corpse of the Dharma Realm fruit position!"
Upon hearing the Witch Priest's words, Xu Qing's ready-to-act stance suddenly paused, and he cooperated by revealing a grave expression.
Seeing this, the Witch Priest was overjoyed, immediately holding a long spear, and jumped onto Xu Qing's face.
"Young one, your methods are indeed impressive, but they are still inadequate before me."
Xu Qing dodged clumsily, boosting the Witch Priest's confidence as he thrust, stabbed, blocked, and swept with his spear, while several Witch Flags summoned wind, fire, and sandstorms to hinder Xu Qing's evasion techniques.
At a certain point when the Witch Priest leaped into the air to pursue the fleeing Xu Qing, he did not anticipate that the supposedly exhausted youth suddenly turned around and hit him directly with an axe!
This axe hadn't reached thirty-three layers, yet even so, it struck down the defenseless Witch Priest immediately.
Xu Qing, who had transformed into the Fur Corpse form, sneered, "My magical power is inexhaustible, endless; if you haven't seen the world, you should obediently take your beating!"
The Witch Priest escaped yet again, but this time he dared not easily approach Xu Qing.
Taking advantage of the Witch Priest's panic, Xu Qing flashed to the place where the Skull Warrior was struck down, then reached out his hand.
When the Sutra of Salvation, dormant in his mind for a long time, began to flip pages, Xu Qing's last bit of worry completely vanished.
The witch priest saw the young man holding his crafted skeleton so intimately without a word, thinking that this man had some perverse hobby.
But when he sensed that his own dojo suddenly lost a controllable skeleton warrior, the witch priest abruptly snapped to attention.
This wasn't some perverse hobby; it was clearly the opponent practicing some kind of evil technique of absorption, draining the yin energy from his crafted skeleton warrior and even stripping away its residual spirit!
In the Great Witch Dojo, Xu Qing, having tasted the essence, rapidly scanned the battlefield with eyes glowing green and selected a new target.
The witch priest wanted to stop the opponent, but the next moment, he saw Xu Qing manifest with three heads and six arms.
Ganqi Axe, Shouyang Great Axe, Ghost-slaying Treasure Sword, Soul Whip, and even the white bone spear he had just used were in Xu Qing's hands...
Startled and uncertain, the witch priest could only cast various malicious witch clan curses at Xu Qing from afar, but dared not take a step forward.
Bone-Eroding Curse, Soul-devouring Curse, Decaying Curse, Five Senses Reversal Curse...
Walking through the battlefield, continuously reaping skeleton warriors, Xu Qing suddenly felt several dozen blessing-like positive curse marks added to himself.
In less than half an hour, Xu Qing felt that most of his magical power had recovered, and even his five senses became clearer.
"Such pure evil energy!"
Xu Qing had not expected that a trip to the Nether River would allow him to enjoy such authentic healing services.
In the distance, the witch priest, having nearly exhausted the witch clan's spells, was somewhat fatigued. But looking at Xu Qing, the opponent seemed even more vigorous than before, and the strength in hacking down skeleton warriors had increased significantly!
The witch priest nearly fainted from anger, wondering whom to seek justice from...
"You've destroyed my dojo, sabotaged the Dharma Master's grand plan, the Dharma Master will never let you go!"
The witch priest's cultivation path depended on these skeletons in front. If he left the dojo, it would mean giving up all his foundations, leading to an inevitable end of being eliminated.
No way forward, no path backward.
When Xu Qing, before his eyes, sent off the seventh skeleton warrior, the witch priest completely lost his sanity.
If he didn't fight back with all his might, how was he different from a useless husband?
Filled with resentment, the witch priest gathered the remaining skeletons, condensing them into a headless Corpse Ghost towering over five hundred zhang.
Only because the illusionary great array covered a wide enough area; otherwise, in a smaller array, it might not even contain the Corpse Ghost's body.
Even so, Zhang Pingsheng and others within the illusionary array sensed the colossal Corpse Ghost rising from the ground through the intense oscillations.
Xu Qing clicked his tongue, putting away all the weapon artifacts in his six hands.
As the Corpse Ghost, enveloped in immense resentment, soared up and came crashing down like a mountain, Xu Qing decisively opened the Great Luo Dharma Realm and summoned the sect-stabilizing Five-colored Stone he had nurtured for a long time.
How heavy is the Five-colored Stone, exceeding even a mountain and a peak?
Xu Qing freed his six arms, mustering all his strength, using the Fur Corpse's forest-conquering talent, wrapped the Five-colored Stone in a million incense offerings as a weapon, and hurled it at the witch priest!
"..."
The witch priest's figure suddenly shrank. Each time Xu Qing struck, the witch priest's entire skeleton would scatter like flying snow.
Five hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, two hundred zhang... the witch priest's body visibly diminished.
By the time Xu Qing, this zombie, was nearly out of breath, the witch priest had shrunk to a tiny skeleton ghost about a zhang tall.
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As the Corpse Ghost, enveloped in tremendous resentment, soared up and came crashing down like a mountain, Xu Qing decisively opened the Great Luo Dharma Realm and summoned the long-nurtured sect-stabilizing Five-colored Stone.
How heavy is the Five-colored Stone, exceeding even a mountain and a peak?
Xu Qing freed his six arms, mustering all his strength, using the Fur Corpse's forest-conquering talent, wrapped the Five-colored Stone in a million incense offerings as a weapon, and hurled it at the witch priest!
"..."
The witch priest's figure suddenly shrunk. Each time Xu Qing struck, the witch priest's entire skeleton would scatter like flying snow.
Five hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, two hundred zhang... the witch priest's body visibly diminished.
By the time Xu Qing, this zombie, was nearly out of breath, the witch priest had become a tiny skeleton ghost about a zhang tall.