Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 576: The Heaven-Earth Demonbane Godshuttle! A Promise of Longevity! The God of War Returns?
If he were caught by the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form, he would surely be completely refined.
He then took out another magical artifact from within his robes. This artifact had an imposing name, the Heaven-Earth Demonbane Godshuttle!
It was a flying artifact. Though its speed could not compare to the Great Scholar Scroll, it was still an extremely swift escape art.
Gripping the Heaven-Earth Demonbane Godshuttle, he instantly transformed into a streak of light and vanished. Even the naked eye of a third-realm Yang Spirit could not capture his movement.
Yet after flying several hundred li, he suddenly dropped down, and his figure reappeared. And the Heaven-Earth Demonbane Godshuttle in his hand abruptly vanished as well.
Those several hundred li had merely been an instant, he had only just set off, only to be stopped immediately. No matter how unwilling he was to believe it, he realized that this had to be Li Yanchu’s doing!
This Daoist has a treasure that can knock magical artifacts out of one’s hands!!
A chill ran through Prince Qing’s heir’s heart. Treasures capable of disarming others of their artifacts were exceedingly rare. Yet Li Yanchu possessed one, and at such a critical moment, it had played a decisive role!
In the blink of an eye, Li Yanchu had obtained two powerful artifacts. He sensed the vast, righteous qi emanating from the Great Scholar Scroll.
Li Yanchu felt both delighted and somewhat surprised. This Prince Qing’s heir truly was difficult to deal with, as he possessed a calligraphy slip of such caliber. But judging from this aura, it could no longer really be called a Great Scholar Scroll... It ought to be called a saint's scroll instead, shouldn’t it?
That Heaven-Earth Demonbane Godshuttle was also a powerful flying artifact; Li Yanchu’s heart stirred. He could not drag this out any longer, who knew what other methods this fellow might still have.
His figure vanished, and in the next instant he appeared right before Prince Qing’s heir!
Daoist Art: Godspeed!
The Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form released its vast, profound power, causing heaven and earth to give rise to strange phenomena, as if the world itself had transformed into a sea of flames.
Then, Prince Qing’s heir was completely engulfed. The Nightshock Spear transformed into a streak of white light, trying to pierce through this fiery domain, and at the same time, two streaks of sword light descended; they were from the Flying Smoke Sword.
Clang!
Although the Flying Smoke Sword could not compare to the Nightshock Spear, it was still an artifact of tremendous killing power. At this moment, it blocked the spear’s radiance.
A surge of divine fire rolled straight toward Prince Qing’s heir. The Demonslayer Pestle and the Soul-Summoning Bell in his hands instantly dissipated into nothingness, but taking advantage of that brief opening, his figure slipped free through escape.
A faint azure glow lit up on Li Yanchu’s body; it was the Clearheart Jade Pendant. This was a hundred-thousand-merit-points magical treasure he had newly enhanced, used to enhance Daoist arts.
The two-hundred-thousand-merit-points Five-Lightning Talisman had not yet fully recovered, though it had regained most of its power. This artifact directly augmented the range of Li Yanchu’s techniques.
The flame domain completely enveloped Prince Qing’s heir, giving him the feeling that there was nowhere to flee, whether in heaven or on earth.
Boom!
Overwhelming divine fire poured down like a raging torrent, swallowing Prince Qing’s heir whole. He was instantly submerged within it.
Brilliant white light shielded his body, but this sea of divine fire was unleashed by the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form; its might was anything but ordinary. This was no longer mortal fire, but heavenly fire. The heavenly flames compressed the white radiance around him without cease; even his hair and eyebrows began to burn.
Prince Qing’s heir was absolutely unwilling to abandon this physical body. Once the flesh was lost, he could only become a ghost immortal, cultivating the soul alone. At that point, he would have no way to recover the power of his previous life. Even if he seized another body, it would never perfectly harmonize with his primordial spirit. That was why so many great figures chose reincarnation rather than possession.
Yet under the enhancement of Li Yanchu’s jade pendant, the boundless divine fire grew even more fearsome. From the vast, luminous void above, heavy waves of divine Dao power continued to descend, and the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form grew ever more resplendent.
At last, Prince Qing’s heir’s physical body was completely ground away by Li Yanchu’s divine flames.
Whoosh!
The Nightshock Spear shot out as a streak of light, with Prince Qing’s heir’s primordial spirit clinging to it.
The Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form drew its bow and loosed an arrow. The Cloudpiercer erupted with terrifying killing intent.
Whoosh!
The sound of it tearing through the air was like a peal of thunder. It traced a meteor’s arc across the sky and slammed straight into the Nightshock Spear!
Clang!
After the impact, the Nightshock Spear rang and trembled endlessly. Taking advantage of the moment, divine fire latched onto the spear, continually scorching Prince Qing’s heir’s primordial spirit.
“Trying to escape? Too late,” Li Yanchu barked coldly.
Within his own primordial spirit, a mysterious Fire Official’s Sacred Edict emerged, further empowering the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form.
In an instant, divine fire bound the Nightshock Spear completely. The heavenly-forged divine weapon itself was unharmed, but within it, the silhouette of a young man was being burned by the flames.
Li Yanchu’s brows knit slightly. That young figure was actually enduring the divine fire for an unexpectedly long time.
As Prince Qing’s heir’s primordial spirit was on the verge of being shattered into nothingness, a mysterious force suddenly erupted from within it.
It was a power of the Divine Dao.
Looking closely, one could see that this was a primordial spirit riddled with wounds, marked by slashes and cleaving blows, scars whose origins were unknown, yet which had been branded directly upon the soul itself.
“Young man, you dare try to annihilate my divine soul?!” An ancient, hoarse voice echoed deep within Li Yanchu’s mind.
“Who are you?!” Li Yanchu’s voice was deep and resolute.
As he spoke, he continuously intensified the output of the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s Dharma form.
The scarred, battered figure seemed bound by some restriction, unable to mention its past-life name, and instead spoke lightly, “Release me, and I will point out to you the location of a cultivation opportunity!”
Secrets at this level, mastered by such a great being, were beyond the comprehension of ordinary Yang Spirit experts. To endure so long within the Fire Virtue Star Lord’s divine flames in a primordial spirit body was clearly not something a mortal could do.
Yet Li Yanchu showed no hesitation.
“Those who walk different paths cannot conspire together.” His voice thundered like an explosion.
No matter how formidable this Prince Qing’s heir had been in his past life, whatever background or inheritance he possessed, he was absolutely no saint.
From the moment he colluded with demonic Daoists and demon beings to sacrifice the common people, his fate was already sealed by Li Yanchu. He was marked for death.
“Do you not desire immortality? Mortal lives are as cheap as ants, one generation after another grows like wild grass. Why trouble yourself with such mortals?”
The ancient voice immediately recognized Li Yanchu as a righteous, uncompromising cultivator who slays demons and uproots evil, and so it attempted to entice him with the promise of longevity.
Li Yanchu remained unmoved. Endless divine fire erupted from his palms, engulfing the spectral figure.
Though resilient, even a reincarnated soul has rules; not even it could escape the consequences.
“You cannot kill me. Twenty years from now, I shall return, and the first thing I do will be to slaughter your sect!”
Seeing that temptation had no effect, the ancient voice finally gave up all resistance.
The primordial spirit of this lifetime was completely refined by Li Yanchu.
+ 50,000 merit points!
That was the benchmark for a third-realm Yang Spirit.
Li Yanchu pondered, slightly perplexed. Was this being bluffing, or was there truly something about it he did not understand? Its soul had already been shattered, how could it “return”? Did it think it was the God of War or something?
Li Yanchu withdrew his divine ability, eyes narrowing as he fell into contemplation.
