Daoist Competition-Chapter 1083 - 281: Sealing Demon and Absolute Yang Sacrificial Ceremony (2)

His expression changed slightly with recognition, and he said, "Not good!"

This spell he knew was called the "Blood Spirit Disintegration Technique." It was a Demon Dao technique that used a Spirit Flag as its spirit core and sacrificed human lives to unleash its power. With over a hundred cultivators as offerings, its force would certainly be unbearable for him.

At this moment, he could choose to retreat swiftly and find a way to avoid it, but these hundred cultivators would surely die here, and since Gao Ruowang set this array, he certainly wouldn’t let him escape easily. Just by releasing those Blood Worms earlier, they could keep him in place. Even if he released the Pi Beast, it might not be able to break through immediately.

Right now, the only option was to destroy the Command Flag, which was accumulating its power.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he no longer hesitated. He decisively scattered a handful of Green Bamboo Thunder Talismans,

but the Blood Essence suddenly pointed, casting out a large number of talismans that met the bamboo tokens and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Qingping recognized the Shape Shifting method again and couldn’t help but curse silently, "Damn it!"

Knowing that even triggering the Thunder Talismans again wouldn’t destroy the Dharma Flag, it could at most kill one or two people. With no choice, he patted his chest and released the Pi Beast again.

The Blood Essence, upon seeing the beast, suddenly shuddered, instantly transforming into hundreds, whistling as they proactively charged at the Pi Beast.

The spirit beast was extremely excited and welcomed them without refusal, devouring each Blood Essence that came its way. However, in its frenzy, it didn’t realize it had been gradually lured away, deviating from its master’s original intention of releasing it.

Chen Qingping immediately sensed things were amiss. In a panic, he quickly pinched a spell, trying to call the Pi Beast back. However, the endless arrival of Blood Essences enticed the spirit beast into continuously opening its mouth to swallow, thus delaying its return.

At this moment, the Array Flag suddenly trembled, no longer swaying. The Blood Essence suddenly smiled, pointed with its hand, and those hundred cultivators trembled, exploding with a roar, transforming into countless Blood Mist, which swiftly gathered into a Blood Arrow, suddenly shooting forward, crashing into the Rainbow Light that Chen Qingping had summoned.

Chen Qingping grunted, his Fish-shaped Magical Artifact shattered in his hand, falling like powder to the ground. Yet, the momentum of the Blood Arrow didn’t cease, piercing through his Protective Treasure Light and heavily striking his clothes, piercing a hole, breaking the Prohibition on it.

The Pi Beast had by then been called back, but having lost its tether, it could only hover in mid-air, with its form gradually dimming.

Greatly alarmed, Chen Qingping continuously pinched spells to recall the Pi Beast.

But how would Gao Ruowang give him such an opportunity? Under his control, Blood Essences continuously surged forward, striking his Protective Treasure Light, leaving him no time to spare.

After more than ten breaths had passed, the Pi Beast let out a mournful cry and finally dissipated.

Seeing this scene, the hundred Blood Essences all laughed loudly, the sound resonating through the surroundings. Abruptly, the laughter ceased, and they suddenly flew up, shooting like sharp arrows, transforming into hundreds of Blood Shadows, rushing at Chen Qingping from all directions.

Chen Qingping’s face turned pale, realizing that after losing the Pi Beast, he could no longer withstand such an assault. If he didn’t concede, his end would certainly be having his physical body and Primordial Spirit devoured by this formidable enemy. Suddenly, he laughed out loud, saying, "Gao Ruowang, how could I let you have your way?"

He let out a bitter laugh. From his bosom, he took out a crystalline and resplendent Jade Token.

"Sealing Demon and Absolute Yang Sacrificial Ceremony?"

On the summit of Hai Zhen Temple, a tall, jade-like youth suddenly exclaimed, "Senior Brother, don’t!"

But it was already too late. Chen Qingping shouted loudly, casting the Jade Token into the air. A blinding golden light erupted forth, flashed, and forcefully drew the hundred Blood Essences into it, with a clear cry, silenced the commotion, and fell to the ground.

Seeing it fall precisely in front of the token talisman, Chen Qingping’s expression showed a hint of regret. He slightly turned his head, as if wanting to glance at his comrades one more time, but had only turned halfway when a gentle breeze blew by, and he turned to dust and drifted away.

The several Demon Sect Elders watching from the demonic clouds in the sky were all shocked. The Sealing Demon Seal’s power wasn’t to be underestimated, and it was activated with such unmatched swiftness, something they’ve never heard of before. If they had been present, there would have been no way to avoid it. They all solemnly warned themselves that should Hai Zhen Temple disciples be pushed to the brink in the future, extra caution must be taken.

If not for Gao Ruowang’s True Body being elsewhere, using only the Blood Essence to engage, he too would probably have been sealed away.

The four Nascent Soul Elders from Hai Zhen Temple exchanged glances, all shaking their heads.

If Chen Qingping had admitted defeat in front of everyone, they would have had a reason to intervene, and it wouldn’t have come to this.

But this disciple’s character was obstinate and unyielding, deeply loathing the Evil Demon, preferring to sacrifice himself rather than retreat an inch.

One Elder looked at the young man standing dumbfounded by the cliff and advised, "Nephew Yu, do not grieve. Before the swordfight, Nephew Chen entrusted a wisp of his Divine Soul into the Ancestor Hall, so his soul has not completely scattered."

That youth shook his head and sighed, "Just a wisp of remaining soul, Senior Brother will never return."

The Elder remained silent and expressionless.

On Qingdan Peak, Elder Ying Ya’s expression remained unchanged. Although one had fallen, he was not worried.

Among the disciples of the Ten Sects of Xuanmen here, excluding Yao Yin and Guangyuan, there were twenty-one individuals, while the Demon Sect only had six. In terms of numbers, their side held a significant advantage, and losing a few individuals would make little difference.

However, if the Demon Sect lost even one, their strength would be significantly reduced.

He calculated in his mind, considering Gao Ruowang’s recent battle had cost him at least a hundred Blood Essences, one of which seemed to be a master spirit refined over many years, likely greatly reducing his strength. Another matchup would be unlikely, thus the overall situation was incredibly favorable for Xuanmen.

While he pondered, suddenly from the peak of the Pingdu Sect, a tunneling light shot down, speeding towards the token talisman.

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