Chapter 2599: Crisis

Upon the death of Patriarch Baichong, all the Vajra Worms instantly exploded, turning into a sky full of blood mist. Clearly, Patriarch Baichong had placed a life-and-death restriction on them.

At this moment, the blue water curtain also dissipated. Wang Changsheng held a golden storage ring in his hand, his gaze profound.

True Monarch Blood Saber possessed considerable divine abilities and an exotic treasure that ignored spiritual attacks. Killing him would not be easy.

True Monarch Blood Saber looked at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, his expression solemn.

Even he wouldn't have found it so easy to eliminate the Golden Falcon Twin Immortals. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had eliminated them with little effort, which surprised True Monarch Blood Saber.

Both sides were wary of each other, so neither made a move.

A deafening roar echoed, the ground shook violently, and a massive golden light rose in the distant sky.

Wang Changsheng's spiritual sense spread wide, and his expression changed.

His spiritual sense detected four Integration cultivators battling in the distance, not far from their location.

If they were to be caught in a battle between Integration cultivators, their lives would be at risk.

"Oh no, Integration cultivators!"

Hearing this, True Monarch Blood Saber's face drastically changed. A bloody light erupted from his body, transforming him into a cloud of blood mist. A gentle breeze passed through, the blood mist dispersed, and True Monarch Blood Saber vanished.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan dared not linger and escaped by burrowing into the ground.

From the distant sky came a mournful wail, as golden, bloody, and blue lights intertwined, and airwaves surged.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, a black light flew from the distance. A harrowing cry of ghosts and wolves echoed, spreading for hundreds of thousands of miles.

The black light slowed down, revealing a tall, thin old man with a dove-like face. The old man's face was pale, his left arm was gone, and his eyes were filled with terror.

A blue light shot from afar, heading straight for the dove-faced old man.

The dove-faced old man hastily opened his mouth and spat out a stream of golden flames, which dispelled the blood light.

A cluster of blue light emerged, revealing a burly old man in a blue robe. The blue-robed old man's face was slightly pale and filled with murderous intent. He held a blue snake-head staff, and his face was marked with blue spiritual patterns, clearly indicating he was from the Witch Race.

"We knew you would come to the Demonic Cavern Heaven to seek treasures, and we've truly caught you red-handed."

The blue-robed old man sneered.

"How did you know? Did someone from the Nine Dragon Palace tip you off?"

The dove-faced old man asked, puzzled. Witch Race experts had ambushed them in the Demonic Cavern Heaven; his companions were already dead, and he himself had killed an Integration-stage Witch cultivator.

"Want to know? Go ask the King of Hell."

The blue-robed old man let out a cold laugh and began to chant a spell. The snake-head staff slowly began to glow with dazzling spiritual light.

The dove-faced old man's expression changed, his eyes filled with terror. His companions had been killed by curses.

He formed a hand seal, and a golden light shot into the sky, transforming into the gigantic illusion of a golden crow.

"The Golden Crow Dharma Idol! Hmph, your bloodline is so diluted it's negligible. How much power can you possibly exert?"

The blue-robed old man mocked, but his expression grew solemn. Clearly, he was still very wary of the Golden Crow Dharma Idol.

The Golden Crow illusion spread its wings, spewing forth a vast expanse of golden flames. An area spanning thousands of miles turned into a sea of golden fire, with terrifyingly high temperatures.

The blue-robed old man snorted coldly. A blue light shot into the sky, transforming into a hazy blue humanoid illusion.

A deafening roar echoed, and airwaves surged.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, lay a vast, boundless black plain.

A mound of earth rose from the ground, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan emerged from beneath it. They both breathed a sigh of relief, glad they had escaped quickly.

If they had directly faced the Integration cultivators, they wouldn't have been able to escape. Moreover, those four Integration cultivators were powerful, and even the Illusory Dragon's illusion art might not have worked.

"Our harvest isn't small, we can leave..."

Before Wang Changsheng could finish speaking, a piercing screech came from his body. The Soul-Fixing Compass vibrated incessantly. Blue light burst forth from his body, and countless blue seawater surged out, enveloping them.

At the same time, a rapid flute sound echoed, and a hazy green sound wave swept forth.

Their minds were connected, and their reaction was swift.

A black light flashed, and a shadowy black spectral ghost appeared out of thin air. Its eyes were blood-red, and an eerie, cold aura emanated from its body.

As soon as the black spectral ghost appeared, black ghostly flames surged from its claws, heading directly for the blue water curtain.

The green sound wave touched the spectral ghost's claws and instantly dissipated.

With a loud bang, the blue water curtain was torn to shreds by it. Countless splashes of seawater erupted, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan vanished.

Dozens of miles away, a cloud of blue water vapor lit up in the void, revealing the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Blue light radiated from their bodies. Wang Changsheng's aura surged, approaching the early Integration stage. He let out a loud roar, which was the Soul-Suppressing Roar.

The black spectral ghost furrowed its brow, showing slight discomfort.

A piercing arrow whistling sound echoed, and a nine-colored arrow shot towards them. It was the Demon-Slaying Arrow.

The surface of the Demon-Slaying Arrow was enveloped by nine different colored arcs of electricity, emitting a violent aura.

The black spectral ghost opened its mouth and spat out a hazy black ghostly flame, moving to intercept it.

The black ghostly flame made contact with the Demon-Slaying Arrow. The Demon-Slaying Arrow immediately emitted a puff of green smoke, its spiritual light flickering incessantly. However, the Demon-Slaying Arrow continued to fly towards the black spectral ghost.

The black spectral ghost opened its mouth and spat out a long sword, flickering with black light, and it went to meet the arrow.

"Clang!"

With a dull thud, the Demon-Slaying Arrow flew backward. The black ghostly flames enveloped the arrow, and its spiritual light dimmed, swaying up and down as if it could fall from mid-air at any moment.

A blue light flashed, and a small, entirely blue hexagonal pagoda appeared above the black spectral ghost. Countless blue spiritual patterns lit up on the pagoda's surface, its size rapidly expanding. It then emitted a sheet of blue light, covering the black spectral ghost.

The black spectral ghost's eyes each shot out a beam of blood-red light, tearing through the blue light. With a wave of its right hand, a sheet of black light swept out, enveloping the giant blue pagoda.

The giant blue pagoda halted high in the sky, motionless.

"A Ghost Cultivator!"

Wang Changsheng's expression darkened. This ghost creature could wield treasures, and its divine abilities were not weak. They were no match for it.

Wang Changsheng formed a hand seal. The Demon-Slaying Arrow's lightning glow intensified, and countless arcs of electricity surged from it, transforming into a nine-colored lightning python over a thousand feet long, which lunged at the black spectral ghost.

The black spectral ghost lightly pointed a finger. The black long sword burst with spiritual light, transforming into a black flood dragon over a thousand feet long, and met the attack.

Seizing this opportunity, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan transformed into two blue long rainbows and streaked through the air to escape. They had only flown about a hundred miles.

An extremely mournful wail echoed, reverberating endlessly within an area of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan simultaneously let out cries of agony, falling from high in the sky. It was a spiritual attack!

Wang Ruyan flicked her right hand, and the Heavenly Buddha Bell flew out, instantly expanding in size, hovering above their heads.

The Heavenly Buddha Bell emitted a vast expanse of golden light, covering both of them, while simultaneously emitting bursts of resounding Buddhist chants.

As the Buddhist chants resonated, golden sound waves swept forth.