Chapter 990: Spirit Technique Illusion Red Lotus

On Green Deer Mountain, in a certain green pavilion, Bai Linger was enveloped in a layer of white spiritual light. The building suddenly shook violently.

Bai Linger's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She opened her eyes and walked out.

Alarms blared loudly on Green Deer Mountain. Numerous demonic beasts surged into the streets, while many demonic birds circled high in the sky.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Bai Linger swiftly flew high into the sky and looked into the distance. She saw multi-colored spiritual lights illuminating three directions, standing out starkly in the night.

"All commanders, heed my order! Follow me to meet the enemy and slaughter every invading foe!"

A commanding male voice rang out, and a streak of silver light shot forth.

As Bai Linger was about to follow, a woman's voice echoed in her ear: "Linger, you don't need to go out. Stay and guard Green Deer Mountain. If it cannot be defended, go to the treasure vault, take the supplies, and escape. If you cannot secure them, destroy them; do not leave them for the enemy. Your safety is paramount in all matters."

Bai Linger nodded and did not pursue them.

On the vast plain, a golden giant ape puppet beast, over fifty zhang tall, swung its glistening golden fists, striking at the low-tier demonic beasts.

The golden ape puppet beast shimmered with spiritual light and exuded an imposing spiritual aura, clearly a fourth-tier puppet beast equivalent to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Around the golden ape, Wu Yun'er and others wielded magical artifacts, attacking the low-tier demonic beasts.

Although these low-tier demonic beasts were individually weak, they were overwhelming in number.

The ground was stained crimson with blood, and the stench of gore filled the air.

In another area, Fang Mu released six Core Formation stage refined corpses to attack several third-tier demonic beasts.

A small zombie, clad in black armor, was the most eye-catching. It could release black threads to entangle the bodies of third-tier demonic beasts, then pounce, open its mouth to reveal two fangs, and bite the beasts.

Even with their thick hides and robust flesh, the third-tier demonic beasts could not withstand the little zombie's fangs. Their vital essence was sucked dry, leaving them as desiccated corpses.

A massive azure sword-dragon charged into the horde, swiftly slaughtering low-tier demonic beasts one by one with overwhelming force. Blood splattered everywhere, and screams echoed ceaselessly.

The Beauty Flower seemed to have a bottomless maw, swallowing low-tier demonic beasts one after another.

"You slaughter our kin like pigs, cattle, and sheep. You seek death!"

A commanding male voice came from the horizon.

No sooner had he spoken than winds coiled back and thunder rumbled. A massive black thundercloud appeared high in the sky, faintly showing silver, python-like streaks of lightning subtly surging within, emanating an aura of destruction.

*Boom!*

A vast expanse of silver lightning bolts shot out, striking towards the six refined corpses like falling meteors.

Fang Mu sneered and formed a hand seal. The six refined corpses let out strange roars, and protective spiritual shields lit up around their bodies one after another. The thick silver lightning bolts struck them, but failed to destroy even their defensive shields.

"Zombies can use spells? These must be Heavenly Corpses, the highest grade of refined corpses! To think you've cultivated six Heavenly Corpses... you must be Fang Mu of the Yin Corpse Sect!"

A surprised voice came from the sky. A silver light flew from the distance and soon stopped in mid-air, revealing a middle-aged man in a silver robe. A large expanse of silver electric arcs surged around his body, and a pair of several-zhang-long azure feathered wings adorned his back. Behind him followed over a dozen Core Formation stage half-demons and dozens of third-tier demonic beasts and birds.

Fang Mu's gaze grew fervent as he looked at the middle-aged man, as if he had spotted a precious treasure.

"Since you know who I am, you should also know why I'm here!" Fang Mu suppressed his excitement and said with a grim expression.

The middle-aged man frowned and scoffed, "You want my corpse? How convenient, for I also want yours! All commanders, heed my order: attack!"

He rubbed his hands together, and his body erupted with silver light. Gusts of wind raged, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and dark clouds violently churned. A vast expanse of silver lightning bolts shot from the black thundercloud, like silver pythons, lunging towards Wang Qingshan and the others.

Fang Mu smiled calmly. Countless black spiritual patterns appeared on his body. He struck at the empty space above his head, and a black fist-shadow over ten zhang wide shot out, shattering more than a dozen descending silver lightning bolts. The black and silver lights collided, unleashing a powerful and chilling energy wave.

"Let's leave this place to the youngsters! We'll fight in the heavens; let's see who can kill whom."

Fang Mu transformed into a streak of black light and soared into the sky. The middle-aged man, completely unfazed, followed closely, with over a dozen third-tier demonic birds trailing behind him.

"Quickly deal with those half-demons and help me kill this fellow. I will reward you handsomely."

Fang Mu's telepathic message reached Wang Qingshan and Liu Mei'er. If it were a one-on-one fight, Fang Mu was confident he could defeat the middle-aged man, but with over a dozen third-tier demonic birds, it would be uncertain.

Wang Qingshan and Liu Mei'er exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

Their strength far surpassed that of ordinary Core Formation cultivators. If they unleashed all their abilities and coordinated with others, eliminating these half-demons would only be a matter of time.

Over a dozen half-demons controlled their respective third-tier demonic beasts, sending them lunging towards Wang Qingshan and his companions. Various spells assailed them, creating a terrifying momentum.

"Fairy Liu, please cooperate with me. Let's eliminate the third-tier demonic beasts first, then deal with the Core Formation stage half-demons."

Wang Qingshan transmitted his message to Liu Mei'er, who nodded in agreement.

A startling sword intent erupted from Wang Qingshan. With a flick of his sleeve, nine azure flying swords shot out. After a blur, they multiplied into thousands of azure flying swords, sweeping towards the third-tier demonic beasts like an azure torrent.

The dense swarm of azure flying swords struck, generating rolling energy waves and a terrifying clamor.

Liu Mei'er's body radiated an intense azure light. Her hands moved continuously, forming strange incantation seals.

The void suddenly lit up with countless streaks of red light. After a blur, they coalesced into a red lotus over fifty zhang wide. A faintly sweet fragrance wafted through the air.

Upon smelling the fragrance, the low-tier demonic beasts felt dizzy and sleepy. They collapsed onto the ground, seemingly losing consciousness.

The spiritual technique, "Illusory Red Lotus," could bewilder enemies and make them abandon resistance. It ranked sixty-first on the Heavenly Spiritual Arts List.

As the Senior Disciple Sister of the Myriad Flowers Palace, Liu Mei'er naturally mastered multiple spiritual techniques.

The red lotus spun, and one red petal after another shot forth, striking the third-tier demonic beasts like scattered celestial blossoms.

"No good! Stop them quickly! Don't let them succeed in their spells!"

A Core Formation stage half-demon shouted loudly, attempting to stop Wang Qingshan and Liu Mei'er, but other Core Formation cultivators intercepted them.

The Core Formation cultivators from the Yin Corpse Sect released bone corpses or zombies, blocking the dozen or so Core Formation stage half-demons. For a while, these half-demons were unable to overcome the refined corpses.

*Roar! Roar!*

The third-tier demonic beasts cast their spells, attacking the red petals. The petals shattered, releasing a vast amount of sweet fragrance. A few third-tier demonic beasts, having inhaled a large quantity of the sweet scent, collapsed to the ground, drowsy as if asleep.