Chapter 522: Breaking the Formation

The spot hit by the huge blue palm instantly dented but quickly returned to normal.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, pulled out his Ruyi Xuanyu Staff, and channeled immense magic power into it. The staff glowed brightly, expanding a hundredfold into a gigantic blue iron rod. With an aura of devastating power, it smashed towards the black light screen.

The earth shook violently as a large section of the black light screen caved in. The wraiths on its surface let out a painful roar.

Wang Changsheng shouted, flicked his wrist, and sent out numerous staff afterimages that struck the black light screen again with overwhelming force.

The ground trembled violently, and the wraiths on the light screen's surface twisted their faces, as if enduring unbearable agony.

"No good, it's a body cultivator!"

The black-robed man's expression changed slightly, becoming solemn.

The Ghost Prison Talisman could contain a low-grade third-tier demon beast for some time, but a Core Formation stage body cultivator was a different story, especially since demon beasts didn't possess magical treasures.

With a flick of his hand, a jet-black porcelain bowl appeared. Its emergence immediately stirred up a chilling gust of wind.

Before the black-robed man could activate the black porcelain bowl, a whooshing sound filled the air. A vast expanse of silver sword energy shot forth, transforming midway into a silver light sword over fifty feet long, which then slashed towards the black-robed man with destructive force.

The black-robed man dared not be careless. A large cloud of black mist poured from the porcelain bowl in his hand, forming a gigantic black hand that swatted at the silver light sword.

Boom! A tremendous roar erupted. The silver light sword shattered the giant black hand. Then, swirling black mist enveloped the silver light sword, tearing it to pieces.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhao Yunrong slashed her delicate hand towards Wang Changsheng through the air. A dazzling silver light shot out, instantly reaching the black light screen and cutting into it. This was the spiritual art, "Taibai Demon-Slaying Sword."

The wraiths on the black light screen's surface let out shrill screams, their faces contorted.

A fierce glint flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and he roared, "Break it!"

The Ruyi Xuanyu Staff in his hand glowed intensely as he struck the black light screen again.

Boom! The black light screen dissolved into specks of black light and vanished. Had Zhao Yunrong not assisted, Wang Changsheng would not have broken the Ghost Prison Talisman so quickly.

As soon as he broke the Ghost Prison Talisman, a hideous shriek echoed, and a blood demon with gigantic horns flew towards Wang Changsheng. Its eyes were emerald green, its ten fingers razor-sharp, and it exuded a nauseating scent of blood. This was a Ghost King, equivalent to a Core Formation cultivator.

The black-skirted young woman patted a black leather pouch at her waist, from which five dark beams shot out. These were five humanoid skeletons wreathed in black mist, with two green flames burning in their eye sockets. The five skeletons joined hands, emitting wailing cries, and a large expanse of black mist erupted from their bodies, obscuring them.

After two breaths, the black mist dispersed, revealing a nine-foot-tall gigantic skeleton, holding a large bone axe in each hand. This was a Ghost King-level entity, but it was a catalyzed Ghost King formed by merging five Ghost Generals using a secret art, and thus had some disparity compared to a true Ghost King.

The two Ghost Kings lunged at Wang Changsheng from left and right. The blood demon spewed a stream of crimson flame, and the colossal skeleton emitted a black flame.

Wang Changsheng dared not confront them head-on. He quickly activated the Han Yun Bottle. The bottle spun rapidly, instantly enlarging and releasing a vast expanse of white frigid air, which solidified into a white ice wall several feet high, shielding Wang Changsheng. Two enormous white mist dragons also flew out from it, lunging towards the crimson wraith and the gigantic skeleton.

The crimson and black flames struck the white ice wall, causing a puff of smoke to rise as the ice wall melted away.

A house-sized blue lightning orb streaked in, colliding with the crimson and black flames.

Boom! A tremendous roar erupted, and the crimson flame, black flame, and blue lightning orb vanished.

The two white mist dragons were extremely fast, quickly reaching the two Ghost Kings.

The blood demon opened its mouth, spewing countless crimson threads that shattered the white mist dragon into a large cloud of white mist.

The white mist swirled, and countless white ice needles shot out. The blood demon exhaled a large cloud of blood mist, blocking the ice needles.

The gigantic skeleton was not so lucky. As a white mist dragon approached within thirty feet of it, it suddenly exploded, transforming into ten smaller white ice pythons that lunged at the colossal skeleton.

The gigantic skeleton repelled seven of the white ice pythons, but three of them struck its body, causing its surface to rapidly freeze, slowing its movements.

A gigantic, house-sized lightning orb smashed down, turning into a vast expanse of blue lightning that enveloped the colossal skeleton.

The void twisted, and a blue vortex several feet wide appeared above the gigantic skeleton's head. A massive blue hand, crackling with numerous blue electric arcs, emerged from the vortex and swatted down towards the blue lightning.

A wretched ghost roar echoed, and a gigantic blue iron staff descended from the sky, smashing into the blue lightning.

Boom! A large number of white bones flew out from within the blue lightning, and five fist-sized green orbs scattered in all directions.

Five Soul-Collecting Bottles shot forward, emitting large clouds of black mist that enveloped four of the green orbs, drawing them into the bottles. Only one green orb managed to fly back into the black-skirted young woman's sleeve.

A piercing whoosh sounded as three dark beams shot directly at Wang Changsheng, one from the front, one from the left, and one from the right, blocking his escape.

As Wang Changsheng tried to dodge, the black-skirted young woman let out a piercing ghost howl, looking up at the sky.

He felt his head grow heavy and became disoriented, his reactions slowing.

The three dark beams also reached Wang Changsheng, transforming into three massive spheres of black lightning.

Boom! The black lightning engulfed Wang Changsheng's figure.

The blood demon transformed into a streak of crimson light and lunged at Wang Changsheng. Before it could fly much further, two enormous white mist dragons arrived, intercepting it.

The blood demon dared not delay. It clawed at the air, sending out dense clouds of blood mist that blocked the white mist dragons.

As the two white mist dragons approached within thirty feet of the blood demon, they burst apart, dissolving into a large cloud of white mist. Although it couldn't fully envelop the blood demon, some of the mist touched it, causing a layer of frost to form on its body and slowing its movements.

A flash of white light. A pillar of white light suddenly shot out from the white mist, striking the blood demon in a fleeting instant. The blood demon instantly turned into a colossal ice sculpture. A gigantic blue iron staff descended from the sky, shattering the ice sculpture to pieces. A shrill scream erupted as the blood demon, along with the ice sculpture, was smashed into fragments.

At this moment, the black lightning also dispersed.

Wang Changsheng, wearing yellow armor, seemed a bit listless. Had it not been for the Nine-Bend Divine Sand deflecting most of the damage, he would likely have died.

Wang Changsheng made a hand seal, and the yellow armor on his body transformed into countless yellow flying needles, striking towards the black-skirted young woman. The Han Yun Bottle also shot out a pillar of white light, also aimed at the black-skirted young woman.

The black-skirted young woman dared not take the attack head-on. She quickly activated a black gauze scarf to protect herself.

Wang Changsheng brandished his Ruyi Xuanyu Staff, creating numerous staff afterimages that hammered down on the black-skirted young woman with overwhelming force.

The black-skirted young woman's delicate face changed drastically, and she transformed into a black streak of light, fleeing to avoid Wang Changsheng's attack. In a direct confrontation, she might not necessarily be Wang Changsheng's inferior, but she was busy controlling the formation, and most of her magic power had been consumed. She could only evade Wang Changsheng's attacks.

She had just dodged Wang Changsheng's attack and hadn't even caught her breath when a dazzling silver rainbow shot forth, instantly appearing before her.

A vast expanse of yellow flying needles approached from the left, two white mist dragons attacked from the right, and Wang Changsheng descended from above, blocking all her escape routes.

She dared not be careless and quickly activated a shimmering green small umbrella to shield her entire body.

"Boom!" The earth shook violently, as if someone was casting a powerful spiritual art.

The small green umbrella blocked most of the attacks, but the formation disk in her hand suddenly emitted a shrill ghost howl, and with a "crack," it shattered into pieces.

The black mist below rapidly dissipated, and Zhao Yunxiao rushed out, looking a bit dispirited.

"Oh no, the formation is broken! Retreat quickly."

The black-robed man quickly put away his magical treasure, activated a black talisman, which transformed into a black hurricane sweeping into the distance. The other two also hastily put away their magical treasures and turned into two streaks of light, fleeing in different directions.