Chapter 1598: Chapter 666: Soaring

The fierce battle between Chun Yangzi and Liang Ming continued.

The Noon Sun Patrol Vehicle still hung high above, the golden chariot resting amidst the clouds, continuously emitting scorching sunlight akin to noon.

Yet, the two Yin Tombs had already been driven deep like nails.

One was tilted and gray-white, with a segment of a child’s arm bone stuck in front of the tomb, covered in fine cracks as if it might break into powder at any moment.

The Bone-carrying Child curled up behind the tomb, the thick, long white bone in his arms burned black and cracked, yet from its hollow eye sockets, greenish-black smoke still emerged like embers about to extinguish.

The other tomb was low and somber, with a fireless black lamp floating in front, its lampshade worn and the wick black like charred bone.

The Light-Hiding Tomb Woman, draped in a tattered mourning dress, stood behind the black lamp, the edges of her garment burned halfway by the Pure Yang True Fire, exposing the gray-white flesh soil beneath.

Liang Ming stood between the two tombs, his posture like an old tree bent by the wind, yet refusing to fall.

His gray-black robe was torn in several places, with burns on his shoulder, chest, and left flank, the scorch marks varied in depth like iron seal scars. The surface of the Gray Embryo Earth Robe was bulging with patches of gray-white fetal membranes, beneath which dark yellow blood soil seemed to seep out.

The Yin Lai Yellow Springs Shovel in his hand had its blade burned iron-red by the Pure Yang True Fire, with three white bone bells missing, each swing elicited trembling low rings under the sunlight.

Chun Yangzi’s Red Gold Taoist Robe remained bright like the sunrise, but dozens of characters in the three thousand scriptures on the robe had their radiance slightly dimmed, like dark stars obscured by clouds in the night sky.

Chun Yangzi produced the Cloud Gathering and Sun Supplementing Lamp to replenish his mana and Yang Energy.

The Red Jade Lamp was thin as cicada wings, with purple-gold cloud lines swaying inside, serving as Chun Yangzi’s main recovery method.

Chun Yangzi gazed at Liang Ming with a deep look.

The words "Heaven-reaching Hook" hung over his heart like an undropped chopper.

The might of Taoist Artifacts is most feared when conditions are met.

Thus, his attacks appeared fierce but were in fact controlled with restraint, giving Liang Ming time to set up.

The True Monarch of the Netherworld Tomb wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his voice hoarse as gravel scraping, "Chun Yangzi, with so many concerns, why battle? Just admit defeat."

Chun Yangzi snorted coldly, flicking his sleeve to gather momentum.

Simultaneously, the Noon Sun Patrol Vehicle shook tremendously in the sky, and its sun wheel’s radiance descended like a waterfall.

Boom, boom, boom...

Dazzling golden light and dark earth dust counteracted each other, spells, and magic treasures were used in turn, causing continuous thundering explosions.

The True Monarch tried to provoke with words, but Chun Yangzi remained steady, his mindset undisturbed.

Upon gradually familiarizing himself with his opponent’s methods, he began to gain the upper hand.

As night fell outside, the Bone-carrying Child and the Light-Hiding Tomb Woman were pressured into retreat by Chun Yangzi.

The roots of the first tomb were repeatedly burned through, and the second tomb’s black lamp split with a visible gap, which remained unrepaired despite attempts.

"We can’t go on like this!" Liang Ming retreated a large step to create distance, simultaneously shaking his long sleeve to launch the Mysterious Earth Coins like locusts.

The Mysterious Earth Coins fell towards the Dawu Sky Platform like a downpour.

Chun Yangzi focused his gaze, raising a hand to cast a Yang Fire Technique, the Red Gold Fire Flow sweeping through to burn half of the Mysterious Earth Coins on the spot.

Seeing that his method was insufficient, Liang Ming gritted his teeth and thrust the Yellow Spring Shovel forcefully into the stone platform.

He pressed down tightly on the shovel handle, unleashing his Nascent Soul Power like a flood! A deep bell chime resonated from the blade’s depths, though the White Bone Bell was incomplete, it still emitted Yellow Spring Sound Waves that spread like ripples on a lake’s surface, very swiftly.

Liang Ming’s Nascent Soul emerged once more above his head.

The small dark yellow Nascent Soul held an Earth Talisman in its hands, its face cracked by the midday sunlight, its fragile body trembled, yet it began to summon: "Obscuring Nails submit to Furi, Yin Department check formalities. Summon the Old Official Furi to guard my third tomb!"

The surface of the stone platform cracked open with a roar, and a square Yin Tomb forced its way out.

When it first rose, the tomb soil was still thin, the Sun Flame Ore Vein activated infinite red-golden lines, burning the tomb edges curled and blackened.

But after Liang Ming scattered Yin soil, the third tomb finally took shape.

In front of the tomb emerged a tattered official desk, on it lay a Yin Book, seven Black Nails, and a broken black pen.

From behind the desk, the Old Official Furi rose.

This Little God wore a ragged official robe, his skin yellowed like paper soaked in muddy water, his eyeballs cloudy like worn stones, lips bluish-black, back bent severely, as if bowing for too long before the Yin Department’s criminal files, his spine tortured into curvature.

He looked up at the Noon Sun Patrol Vehicle, then at the surrounding ground, undisguised loathing flashing in his cloudy eyes: "Sunlight oversteps limits, disturbs my Yin Book."

Grabbing the black pen, the Old Official pointed at the ground, and a Furi Yin Nail shot out like an arrow, aiming at the strongest fire line exposed by the Red Sun Stone Vein.

How could Chun Yangzi let him succeed so easily?

The Bright Heart Evil Mirror flew instantly, its light pouring like blazing sun towards the Old Official Furi.

The bluish-black Yin Qi on the Old Official’s body was immediately incited, starting to dissolve fiercely, while the Yin Book curled with crackling sounds as if scorched paper.

The Old Official Furi uttered a miserable groan, his body enveloped in blue smoke seemingly burning.

Seizing the moment, Chun Yangzi took steps, activating the Midday Shadowless Step, his shadow pressed into a tiny black dot under sunlight, one stride brought him before the third tomb.

The first finger of Nine Yang Locking struck, blasting a tombstone corner as if shattering stone.

The second finger struck, flipping the Yin Book, golden-red flames like starfire emerging from its pages.

The third finger aimed directly at the Old Official Furi’s brow, he raised the black pen to block, but the headless black pen exploded on the spot like rotten wood, black ink splattering half his face, eliciting a harsh scream.

Chun Yangzi’s offensive was too fierce, Liang Ming’s heart fell as he swung the shovel desperately.

The Yellow Spring Shovel did not smash towards Chun Yangzi but instead dug out a piece of thin grave soil in front of the third grave. The terrain sloped, raising a wall of earth, and Chun Yangzi’s fourth finger struck the wall, deviated by several inches, falling on the stone terrace, creating a red gold fire crater.

Liang Ming activated a talisman, using attack as defense.

Seeing the situation escalating, Chun Yangzi chose to avoid the brunt of the enemy’s attack, thus halting his own offensive and withdrawing accordingly.

The cultivators of Nanming Village watching this scene emitted low sighs.

The Nine Yang Locking Finger grows stronger the further it goes, yet Liang Ming’s combat experience was rich, pushing hard to interrupt Chun Yangzi’s continuous techniques successfully suppressing the edge of this finger technique.

Chun Yangzi furrowed his brows slightly, pondered for a moment, and revealed another hidden move.

He infused his Mana, mobilized his Divine Sense.

The next moment, the Spirit Treasure Level arm ring on his left hand erupted in brilliance, charging in front of him, transforming into a gleaming Three-legged Golden Crow.

The Golden Crow faced him, its mouth opening to call out.

Chun Yangzi took out a Red Elixir Pill, its surface etched with fine Thunder Pattern like a spider web, filled with fiery intent inside. It was the Fiery Heart Breaking Obscurity Pill.

The Three-legged Golden Crow bit the pill and soared into the sky.

An ear-piercing sound rang through the air.

The Three-legged Golden Crow shot like an arrow released from its string, transforming into a golden-red light mass, and shot straight at the third grave!

Old Official Furi’s murky eyes shrank, the Yin Scroll Fragment automatically flew up to block in front.

With a pop, the Yin Scroll Fragment was pierced through.

The golden-red bird light struck the grave mound, causing violent shaking, with a boom, half of the grave mound was collapsed.

Spirit Treasure – Golden Crow Carrying Pill Ring!

At the same time, Chun Yangzi mobilized his Divine Sense to deploy the Noon Sun Patrol Vehicle.

The technique descended a majestic beam of light, rushing towards Liang Ming.

At the critical moment, a clay figurine flew out of Liang Ming’s sleeve.

This clay figurine was half red-yellow, half blue-black, its face without features like an unshaped embryo.

With a boom, the clay figurine shattered like pottery, offsetting most of the beam’s power, freeing Liang Ming from this dilemma.

Liang Ming sighed bitterly in his heart, secretly feeling the loss: It was only the second day, and a figurine was already consumed.

Strange domain.

The hammer sound resounded like thunder, ringing at regular intervals.

Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged at the center of the domain, his face flickering under the divine light of the Earth Guardian True Monarch.

The Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill hovered within his Divine Sea, its gray pill shell largely peeled away, revealing a brilliant red-gold sun inside.

Heavy, perfect, majestic!

Numerous scripture writings roamed like golden snakes, the shadow of the Pill Furnace and the faces of past Sect Leaders continually rose and fell in the depths of sunlight.

The Awl-Thorn Vigilance Art kept Ning Zhuo’s mind high and suspended; the Awl-Thorn Vigilance Art made his thoughts sharp, charging and breaking through barriers of contemplation.

Martial and Literary Wind brought the power to recover, while the Luoshu Book Pages greatly saved Ning Zhuo’s computational effort.

Rolling True Intent propelled Ning Zhuo to gallop across the Yang Dao Master Realm!

He seemed to see a young man standing under the sunlight, his eyes clear as a stream, with an irrepressible aura of life, as if spring grass breaking through the earth.

He seemed to see a dying old man, with a hint of brightness reigniting in his eyes, as if a dying candle rekindling.

He seemed to see ghosts being illuminated into their true form, the green-black soul silhouette trembling in the bright light like mice seeing a cat.

"Just as a knife does not stop at cutting, the use of Yang Energy extends far beyond burning."

"It can warm, foster growth, illuminate, encourage, enlighten..."

Ning Zhuo penetrated the profound meaning, mastering the laws of Yang Dao, reaching deep into the bones from the skin and flesh.

True Intent surged like tidal waves crashing against the shore, endlessly continuous.

Within Ning Zhuo’s Divine Sea, countless mirror surfaces were continually consumed, while slowly regenerating.

After a long while, Ning Zhuo slowly opened his eyes and raised his right hand.

At his fingertip, a thread of pale golden Yang Energy condensed. Initially just a point of light and heat, transforming through his adjusted thoughts into warmth, encouragement, illumination, and finally condensing into a small virtual shadow of a Sun Talisman.

The Sun Talisman was yet to be inscribed, but it already held significance.

If used to illuminate ghosts, they would have nowhere to hide.

If used to illuminate a person’s heart, fear would be driven away.

If integrated into a mechanism or artifact embryo, it could imbue the inanimate object with a slight instinct to radiate outward.

Master Level thoroughly solidified!

The Master Level involved "using fire", while the Master Level of the Yang Dao Realm pertained to "imparting heat". From tangible to intangible, from surface to depth!

External fire control had already receded to secondary importance in his eyes, Yang Intent was the core.

If he engaged in Artifact Refining, he could induce internal resonance within the artifact embryo to self-heat. If making a talisman, every stroke would carry the meaning of light and evil-breaking. If casting a spell, he could freely improve Yang Dao Magic, shifting from burning to illuminating the heart, from harming enemies to awakening, from instigating to promoting Righteous Energy.

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