Chapter 1684: The Power of the Lingbao Heavenly Ghost Banner

An astonishing sword intent burst forth from Wang Qingshan, and countless azure lights surged around him. With a flash of spiritual light, the dense azure lights transformed into incredibly sharp azure sword Qi, which then met the silver lightning arcs.

A tremendous roar erupted!

With a mighty crash, the silver lightning arcs were shattered by the dense azure sword Qi, and the silver peak swiftly crashed down.

Wang Qingshan remained calm and unhurried, spewing forth a stream of azure flames—the Azure Lotus Karmic Fire.

As the Azure Lotus Karmic Fire materialized, the temperature in the void sharply increased.

The Azure Lotus Karmic Fire collided with the silver peak and rapidly spread, significantly slowing the massive silver peak's descent.

The Azure Lotus Sword blazed with dazzling azure light, its hum greatly intensifying as it transformed into a long azure rainbow striking the massive silver peak.

A tremendous roar erupted!

The massive silver peak was sent flying back, fine cracks appearing on its surface.

"Break!" Wang Qingshan roared.

Nine Azure Glaze Swords transformed into nine azure rainbows and shot directly towards the massive silver peak.

A huge roar erupted, and the massive silver peak was shattered, sending dust flying.

Above Wang Qingshan's head, the void rippled, and a silver lightning glow appeared, revealing a palm-sized silver bowl. The bowl's surface was enveloped by a large amount of silver lightning arcs.

Before the silver bowl could descend, Wang Qingshan vanished, disintegrating into specks of azure light.

Wang Qingshan flipped his palm, and a shimmering yellow mirror appeared in his hand—it was the Profound Yellow Mirror.

The mirror surface emitted a dazzling yellow light, and a large expanse of yellow spiritual mist sprayed forth, enveloping the silver bowl.

Upon contact with the yellow spiritual mist, the silver bowl instantly petrified.

A large swathe of azure sword Qi descended from the sky, shattering the petrified silver bowl.

A tremendous roar erupted!

With a deafening crash, the seawater for dozens of miles around surged back, forming a massive water curtain that enveloped Wang Qingshan.

Shen Haoran and the other four each held a light-blue banner. They had changed their strategy, intending to first trap Wang Qingshan and then deal with the others. The Sea-Suppressing Ape was proving too troublesome; had it not repeatedly used its Spirit Suppressing Roar, interrupting Shen Haoran and the others' spellcasting, they would have already killed Wang Qingshan.

Heavenly Thunder Cultivator looked at Wang Qingling and the others, his expression turning cold. He waved the silver banner in his hand. Thunder boomed loudly, and countless silver lightning arcs emerged from the banner's surface. Over a dozen silver thunderballs, each the size of a water vat, flew out and struck towards Wang Qingling and her companions.

Zhao Hengbin and the others intensified their attacks, striking Wang Qingling and her companions.

Wang Qingling and the others cast spells to defend themselves. Explosions continuously rang out, and various spiritual lights bloomed in the high sky.

Wang Tianwen held a jade brush artifact, gesturing in the void. An azure shield materialized out of thin air, solid as rock, blocking in front of him.

Two huge silver thunderballs struck the azure shield and suddenly exploded. Wang Tianwen was sent flying backward, his body enveloped by a large expanse of white light.

Just then, the void above his head rippled, and a silver lightning palm, over ten zhang in size, materialized out of thin air and instantly slammed down.

Wang Tianwen reacted quickly. He conjured a light-golden book and cast a spell into it. Countless golden characters shot forth, twirling into a thick golden armor that encased his entire body. The massive silver palm struck his body, transforming into blinding silver lightning that engulfed Wang Tianwen.

A huge roar echoed from high in the sky. Over a dozen golden lightning spears shot forth, plunging into the silver lightning, followed by a pained shriek. Golden sword light, blue axe blades, and red saber glints shot forth one after another, piercing through the silver lightning.

A Nascent Soul with features strikingly similar to Wang Tianwen flew out from the silver lightning. Wang Tianwen's physical body had been destroyed. He had never expected a Grand Completion Nascent Soul cultivator to attack him. Even if he had, it would have been futile; with several Nascent Soul cultivators ganging up on him, he couldn't resist at all.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yuyao's fighting spirit completely vanished. Had she not needed to rely on the Wang family to open the Heavenly Grade Secret Realm, she would have fled long ago, as she wasn't a Wang family cultivator after all.

Heavenly Thunder Cultivator's expression turned cold. A large expanse of silver lightning arcs emerged from his right middle finger as he gently pointed at Wang Tianwen's Nascent Soul. A silver light shot out, heading straight for Wang Tianwen's Nascent Soul.

An angry dragon roar echoed, and a white chilling wind, over twenty zhang tall, swept over, meeting the silver light.

A tremendous roar erupted!

The silver light and the white chilling wind collided, canceling each other out and unleashing a powerful surge of energy.

Wang Tianwen's Nascent Soul seized the opportunity to fly into Wang Qingling's sleeve. Once he found a suitable body to possess, it would only be a matter of time before he recovered his cultivation, although it would require more time for him to cultivate.

Heavenly Thunder Cultivator frowned slightly. "Hmph, it seems you haven't been in the fourth tier for long! If you want to die, then I'll send you on your way," he sneered. He flipped his hand and took out a shimmering silver small pagoda. The small pagoda was enveloped by countless silver lightning arcs.

Just then, a deafening roar erupted. A pale silver spiritual light glowed on Heavenly Thunder Cultivator's chest, and a soft silver light enveloped him, leaving his expression unchanged. He had brought two fifth-tier talismans. One fifth-tier talisman was specifically designed to counter the Spirit Suppressing Roar ability. Unfortunately, it was consumable; the talisman would be rendered useless once the battle concluded.

A whooshing sound rent the air. A heaven-reaching giant club descended from the sky, smashing towards Heavenly Thunder Cultivator—it was the Sea-Suppressing Ape. Countless silver lightning glows surged from Heavenly Thunder Cultivator's body as he abruptly vanished from his spot, utilizing Lightning Evasion. He was a lightning spiritual root cultivator, proficient in lightning-based Dao arts; it was extremely difficult to harm him.

Ye Haitang flicked her sleeve, and eighteen black lights flew out—they were the Heavenly Ghost Banners. Eerie winds rose all around, accompanied by continuous wails of ghosts, and the temperature of the nearby sea instantly dropped. Grotesque ghost faces emerged on the flags of the eighteen Heavenly Ghost Banners, and Yin energy surged skyward. Ye Haitang made a hand seal, and the eighteen Heavenly Ghost Banners all burst forth with dazzling black light. Over a hundred thousand ghostly entities emerged from the Heavenly Ghost Banners, with eighteen of them being at the Nascent Soul stage.

Seeing over a hundred thousand ghostly entities, Heavenly Thunder Cultivator broke out in a cold sweat. The intelligence hadn't mentioned that the Wang family possessed ghost cultivators! Faced with such a number, he could only retreat a great distance.

Wailing sounds filled the air!

Over a hundred thousand ghostly entities simultaneously let out a low roar—the Myriad Ghosts Wailing, a high-level spell. Heavenly Thunder Cultivator and the other Nascent Soul cultivators felt dizzy and weak. Their internal energy surged, as if their bodies were about to split apart. Even Soul Transformation cultivators would be somewhat affected by a high-level spell cast by over a hundred thousand ghosts, let alone Nascent Soul cultivators.

Seizing this opportune moment, specks of purple light suddenly emerged above Immortal Purple Moon's head, forming a purple mirror. With a flash of purple light, a swath of purple spiritual light flew out, accurately striking Heavenly Thunder Cultivator—it was the Profound Purple Moon Light. Heavenly Thunder Cultivator's body was immobilized, as if frozen in place.

A heaven-reaching giant club descended from the sky, smashing towards Heavenly Thunder Cultivator.

A tremendous roar erupted!

Heavenly Thunder Cultivator was smashed to smithereens by the heaven-reaching giant club, turning into a rain of blood.