The Blade-Wielding Legend

Chapter 1782 - 895: Expelling the Gods (Part 3)

Wu Ba thrust his hands into the ground, still being pushed to plow a deep trench several feet far, as the bones in his arms groaned under the strain.

Li Yan, standing a little further away, was also forced to retreat repeatedly by the violent Evil Qi, feeling a stifling sensation in his chest and a desire to retch.

After the shockwave passed, the rocks around Kamiyamafuji God were leveled flat within several yards around.

He stood there, wisps of black mist escaping from the gaps in his armor.

Clearly, this burst had consumed a considerable amount.

His hollow gaze once again locked onto Li Yan, who was barely holding his ground, with killing intent as tangible as substance.

Then, he slowly raised his tachi, the blade’s tip pointing directly at Li Yan.

The Sha Qi coagulating on the blade is more intense and dangerous than any previous time!

It’s now!

A sharp glint surged in Li Yan’s eyes!

The brief interval when the opponent gathered Qi after a full-force burst was precisely the moment when Sha Qi flowed most disorderly and the protective force was weakest! And in the earlier battle, he had already injected every last ounce of energy he could muster, along with the final remnants extracted from himself, into the Soul-hooking Thunder Rope!

"Thunder Department True Gang, Soul Hooking and Soul Capturing! Break!"

Li Yan gave a hoarse and guttural shout with all his might!

He held nothing back, unleashing all his strength!

Woooom——!

The Soul-hooking Thunder Rope emitted a resonant hum!

The originally densely packed Electric Snake suddenly swelled into a menacing Thunder Dragon as thick as a water barrel, with claws brandished!

The blinding thunder light illuminated the gloomy beach with a ghastly brightness.

The violent energy waves even slightly warped the air!

With a terrifying momentum, it ripped through the air, instantly spanning several dozen yards, pouncing directly at Kamiyamafuji God!

Kamiyamafuji God seemed to sense the mortal threat as well, with a newfound solemnity in those hollow eyes.

BOOOM——!!!!

A massive sound exploded on the beach! As if heaven and earth were collapsing!

The blinding thunder light and the thick black Sha Qi collided fiercely, were obliterated, and erupted!

The chaotic energy torrents swept around like an uncontrolled tsunami, viciously tossing soldiers and cultivators nearby into the air.

The samurai possessed by Kamiyamafuji God had its fleshly body finally explode under the lethal strike of the Soul-hooking Thunder Rope!

Thick ink-like Yin Sha Qi, mixed with shattered armor plates and flesh fragments, splattered and scattered everywhere.

All that remained was a charred deep pit, with an acrid burnt and bloody odor permeating the air.

The tachi surrounded by skeletal Sha Qi fell with a clang at the edge of the pit.

The black mist on the blade twisted violently a few times before finally dissipating in a reluctant manner.

"Succeeded!"

A sword cultivator, leaning on a nicked longsword, gasped for air, his face smeared with blood and sweat, but he revealed a weary smile.

However, everything had just begun.

Woooo——!

A piercing and venomous screech, as if emanating from the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, suddenly echoed in everyone’s minds!

Then, a second, a third... ensued.

It continued one after another, like a pack of wolves howling at the moon.

With hair-raising malice, it resonated from the depths of rolling gray-red mist from every direction!

One by one, figures exuding pressure appeared indistinctly at the edge of the mist.

A creature, hunched like an old ape and covered in soggy seaweed, crept onto the beach.

With each step it took, the sand and stones beneath its feet hissed and sizzled, corroding into pits that emitted black smoke...

In another direction, the mist condensed into a gigantic, featureless woman’s head silhouette, with long hair writhing like countless venomous snakes, emitting a silent shriek of laughter.

Several soldiers nearby instantly had vacant gazes, saliva trickling from the corners of their mouths...

Further away, the outline of a samurai riding a decayed skeleton warhorse and clad in rusty full armor slowly emerged, with ghostly green flames burning in the horse’s eyes and a rusty spear aimed toward the crowd...

There were more inexplicable presences, some drifting like smoke, others heavy as mountains.

The Qi emanating from them was either chillingly cold, scorchingly foul, or accompanied by mad whispers.

The only common trait was that it was definitely not a breath meant for the Human World!

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