Translator: CinderTL
Qi Luo rebuked him angrily, "Yuan Luo, don't be so foolish! The Yin-Sinking Water is essential for Young Master Chi Pei. I came here alone today to negotiate peacefully. But if Young Master Chi Pei himself arrives, he'll simply raze your ghost cave to the ground!"
Yuan Luo's voice deepened. "Are you threatening me?"
"I'm not threatening you," Qi Luo retorted, "I'm merely stating facts. You'd be wise to cooperate and trade with me honestly."
The Ghost Qi around Yuan Luo surged violently, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Qi Luo, you're courting death."
With that, Yuan Luo lunged forward, transforming into a streak of black light that hurtled toward Qi Luo.
Ahead of him, a massive serpent formed from condensed Ghost Qi rose into the air, its fangs bared and claws extended, lunging menacingly at Qi Luo.
Qi Luo paled in alarm, retreating swiftly.
Simultaneously, a ten-foot-tall shield materialized before her.
The shield split into four segments, which began to rotate rapidly around her, forming a protective barrier.
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted as the Ghost Qi serpent slammed into the spinning shield. The serpent shattered into countless wisps of Ghost Qi, which scattered across the sky.
In stark contrast, Qi Luo remained completely unscathed.
The massive Ghost Qi serpent hadn't even scratched her shield.
This shield was actually a low-grade Spirit Treasure.
"Yuan Luo, how dare you attack me! The Veiled Moon Hall will tear you limb from limb!"
Yuan Luo's escape speed didn't falter as he continued pursuing Qi Luo.
"Hmph! Qi Luo, don't overestimate yourself. In the Veiled Moon Hall, you're nothing more than a plaything for others' amusement. If I kill you, I'll simply hide on the fringes of the Qicang Domain, living under an assumed name for a few decades. Within twenty or thirty years, the Veiled Moon Hall will have a new Veiled Moon Maiden, and your death will be forgotten, never to be mentioned again."
With a wave of his hand, Yuan Luo summoned a black banner.
The banner stood approximately six meters tall, its broad surface adorned with countless twisted, eerie rune patterns that radiated a dense Ghost Dao aura.
Yuan Luo waved the black banner, causing Ghost Qi to surge forth. A monstrous creature, several meters tall, with a massive head and a body resembling a monkey, erupted from the banner. Engulfed in swirling Ghost Qi, it lunged straight for Qi Luo.
The creature moved with astonishing speed, overtaking Qi Luo in an instant.
It raised its massive, black-mist-shrouded claws and slammed them down on Qi Luo's head.
The ghost claw, as heavy as a small mountain, slammed into the upper edge of the four rapidly spinning shields, unleashing a deafening metallic clang.
Despite the claw's mountain-shattering, river-splitting power, it failed to breach the shields' defenses.
However, the immense force behind the strike threw Qi Luo off balance, sending her plummeting toward the ground like a falling meteorite.
Boom!
Qi Luo crashed into a small mountain.
Instantly, the mountain crumbled, massive boulders tumbled, and dust billowed into the air.
The entire peak vanished without a trace, replaced by a colossal, deep crater.
Qi Luo lay at the crater's center, a flicker of panic in her eyes.
Normally, she devoted most of her energy to attracting attention and charming others, lacking skill in combat. Despite possessing mid-stage Divine Transformation cultivation, she could barely utilize a fraction of her true power.
If not for her low-grade spirit treasure protective shield, she might already have fallen victim to Yuan Luo's deadly schemes.
Regret washed over her, bitter and overwhelming. She should never have come alone.
She had arrived brimming with confidence, believing that even if Yuan Luo refused to sell her the Yin-Sinking Water, he wouldn't dare harm her.
To her shock, Yuan Luo attacked without warning, launching a fierce assault at the slightest provocation.
Since joining the Veiled Moon Hall, Qi Luo had enjoyed the deference of all, from disciples of powerful sects like the Bitter Zen Temple to solitary rogue cultivators. For a long time, no one had dared to raise a hand against her, causing her to grow complacent and forget the dangers of the Immortal Cultivation World.
Panic surged through Qi Luo as she desperately channeled her spiritual power, attempting to escape the deep pit. But just as she rose a few dozen feet, the ghostly creature struck again, Yuan Luo following closely behind.
Yuan Luo formed a magic seal with his hand and lightly tapped the ghost banner before him. The banner shot through the air, hurtling toward Qi Luo.
The ghostly creature moved faster than the banner, its massive, Ghost Qi-laden hand slamming down with brutal force. Qi Luo felt an irresistible force pulling her downward, her body plummeting back into the pit.
The earth trembled as Qi Luo smashed through the underground rock, plunging over ten miles deep. Before she could catch her breath, the ghost banner followed her through the newly formed tunnel, hurtling after her.
Clang!
The ghost banner, like a long spear, slammed heavily against the shield.
The shield trembled violently, but Qi Luo maintained control, plunging another ten miles deeper into the earth, shield and all.
Fear and panic filled Qi Luo's eyes.
Though temporarily safe, she was trapped deep underground with no escape. Sooner or later, Yuan Luo would break through her shield, and she would die by his hand.
Just as despair began to grip her, countless dark clouds suddenly materialized in the sky above, blotting out the sun and churning ominously.
A bolt of Violet-Gold Thunder tore through the dense clouds, striking directly at Yuan Luo, who hovered above the deep pit.
Yuan Luo's expression twisted in shock.
The thunder's majestic heavenly might, like the wrath of the heavens, pressed down on him, a ghost cultivator, with overwhelming force and imminent danger.
Abandoning his pursuit of Qi Luo, Yuan Luo immediately summoned nearby ghost creatures to intercept the thunder.
With a deafening roar, the thunder struck the ghost creatures.
The overwhelming Ghost Qi emanating from the ghost creature met the Violet-Gold Thunder like ice encountering the scorching sun, instantly annihilated by the thunder's supreme yang energy, vanishing into smoke.
Szzz!
Enveloped in the Violet-Gold Thunder, the ghost creature writhed as if plunged into a boiling cauldron, its mouth emitting a series of piercing, agonizing screams.
The screams lasted only a moment before abruptly ceasing.
The Violet-Gold Thunderlight gradually dimmed. When the thunder dissipated, the ghost creature had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Yuan Luo was utterly horrified. He had expended vast quantities of spiritual materials, countless hours of painstaking effort, and immense energy to refine this mid-fifth-tier ghost emperor, only to see it annihilated by a single bolt of thunder.
Daring not linger a moment longer, he darted toward his lair—the Ghost Cave.
Yet, after fleeing only a few miles, he suddenly sensed an overwhelming heavenly might descending from above.
He looked up to see the dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed but had grown even denser.
Within the clouds, countless Violet-Gold lightning bolts crisscrossed, gradually converging into a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl.
Crack!
The thunder struck again.
(End of the Chapter)
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