The Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva statue moved abruptly.
Its muscular arms swung powerfully, and its hands, in front of its body, swiftly formed a Dharma Seal.
It charged towards the Reverse Scale Sword Soul with a roar.
Dragon Elephant Dharma Seal!
As a supreme secret text for both Dharma and martial arts cultivation, the Dragon Elephant Dharma Seal was not only an extremely profound martial art, capable of both combat and serving as a method for marrow washing and blood transformation, making it a path to becoming a Martial Saint.
But at the same time, it was also a supreme secret technique for soul combat!
At this moment, Ying An was clearly using the Dragon Elephant Dharma Seal to directly confront the Reverse Scale Sword Soul.
Facing Ying An's aggressive approach, the Reverse Scale Sword Soul showed almost no hesitation, shaking the shattered Reverse Scale Sword in its hand and meeting the attack head-on.
The Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva's fist, containing supreme power, collided with the Reverse Scale Sword as if Mount Tai had struck an egg.
In just an instant, the Reverse Scale Sword shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.
The Reverse Scale Sword Soul also dissipated like smoke in this collision, due to the terrifying force.
However, the soul can gather and disperse at will; although being shattered like this caused immense damage, it was not like a physical body that would suffer extremely severe injuries.
And for the Reverse Scale Sword Soul, which had a host, the current injuries could quickly recover by drawing on Han Fei's soul power.
Inside Purple Orchid House.
Han Fei, who was anxiously asking Cai Die, who had just woken up, what exactly had happened before, suddenly felt dizzy and stumbled.
If Wei Zhuang hadn't reached out in time to support him, he would have directly fallen to the ground.
"Ninth Prince, what's wrong?" Zhang Liang asked worriedly.
Han Fei weakly shook his head and said, "I don't know either, I just suddenly felt like all my strength was drained, and I became so tired all at once."
Upon hearing this, Zi Nu immediately reached out and took Han Fei's wrist to check his pulse.
A moment later, Zi Nu frowned and said, "Ninth Prince, your body is very weak, it seems to be harmed by excessive indulgence!"
"How is that possible?" Zhang Liang said in disbelief, "Although Ninth Prince is indeed fond of wine, he is self-disciplined, how could he be harmed by excessive indulgence?"
Shaking her head, Zi Nu said, "I also thought it was poisoning just now.
But… Ninth Prince's pulse shows no signs of poisoning, only weakened internal organs, just like someone who has been harmed by excessive indulgence for many years!"
"Help me to rest," Han Fei said weakly.
At this point, the Liusha Four Giants also had no mind to inquire about Cai Die's condition.
After all, from beginning to end, Cai Die was merely a tool used by Ying An.
No matter how strange and unpredictable Ying An's methods were, it was absolutely impossible to obtain any useful information from Cai Die's mouth.
Just as Han Fei was being helped to the soft couch, he suddenly seemed to remember something and eagerly said, "It's Reverse Scale! This feeling… it's exactly the same as when Reverse Scale appeared!"
Before today, Reverse Scale could be said to be Han Fei's greatest trump card.
But now, with his body feeling drained twice in a row, coupled with his interactions with Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang during this period, Han Fei had gradually developed enough trust in the three of them.
Han Fei finally revealed his trump card.
Unbeknownst to him, his two attacks, while causing significant damage to Reverse Scale, had also left Han Fei utterly exhausted and injured.
Ying An, who had condensed the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva statue, gave the Reverse Scale Sword Soul no chance to react.
The moment the opponent was blasted apart by a single punch, his soul suddenly transformed into a vortex.
The scattered soul power of the Reverse Scale Sword Soul, both its essence and its incense thoughts, were all sucked into the vortex and instantly crushed by a terrifying force.
Profound Yin Ghost Severing!
Since his soul cultivation had advanced to Ghost Immortal and his fusion level had skyrocketed, Ying An had obtained a soul secret technique from the Yang God World.
This Profound Yin Ghost Severing and Soul Absorption technique involved condensing the Five Yin True Demons—Taiyin Demon, Shaoyin Demon, Yuanyin Demon, Zhenyin Demon, and Xuanyin Demon—within the soul; then, fully operating the soul, twisting all thoughts as if turning the world upside down, creating a huge soul vortex.
This not only shattered his own Five Yin True Demons, elevating his soul power to an extreme in a short time, but also allowed him to shatter the soul thoughts of others.
However, Ying An was, after all, performing it for the first time, coupled with the Reverse Scale Sword Soul's unique nature, being somewhere between a soul and an incense deity.
Although this terrifying soul vortex indeed crushed most of the Reverse Scale Sword Soul's power, a significant portion still managed to escape Ying An's attack range.
This time, the Reverse Scale Sword Soul showed no intention of reforming; its soul power instantly scattered and fled.
Before Ying An could pursue, two figures, one black and one white, rapidly approached from the direction of the Sparrow Pavilion.
Countless white and black feathers, like arrows released from a bowstring, shot towards the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva statue condensed by Ying An.
Facing the sudden disruptors, Ying An's thoughts spun, dispelling the countless black and white bird feather talismans, but also completely losing the possibility of continuing to pursue the Reverse Scale Sword.
"What is that thing?"
Leaping to the rooftop beside the alley, Bai Feng looked at Mo Ya in utter astonishment!
In the Qin World, Great Qin had not yet unified the world.
It was also far from the era of Emperor Ming of Han's dream of the golden man and the eastward transmission of Buddhism.
Neither Mo Ya nor Bai Feng could possibly recognize a Bodhisattva statue.
However, the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva statue's appearance, so different from a human's, truly startled Bai Feng and Mo Ya.
"It should be an illusion!" Mo Ya said, unsure.
As one of the leaders of the Hundred Birds assassin organization, Mo Ya himself was quite skilled in illusions.
Even the Ghost Soldier Robbery incident that caused a stir in New Zheng not long ago was orchestrated by Mo Ya.
But Mo Ya's illusions were merely simple illusions; aside from being visually startling, they had no actual presence.
Just now, Mo Ya had seen quite clearly that both his and Bai Feng's bird feather talismans, upon flying towards this strangely postured, golden-glowing figure, were instantly scattered by an unknown force.
This kind of illusion that could interfere with reality truly made Mo Ya harbor doubts!
The moment Ying An saw these two black and white figures, he already identified them.
Mo Ya of the Hundred Birds, and Bai Feng, one of the future Four Heavenly Kings of the Liusha organization.
However, in any case, Ying An's final attempt to annihilate the Reverse Scale Sword Soul had been thwarted by the appearance of Bai Feng and Mo Ya.
His god-like gaze swept over Mo Ya and Bai Feng, and Ying An reached out his hand towards Bai Feng's direction.
A small, exquisite bird, looking like a pigeon at first glance but with long tail feathers, was instantly captured by the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva statue!