Chapter 436

Boom!

A loud boom rang out, the red handprint heavily struck Yingyue, sending his whole body flying.

However, Yingyue did not suffer serious injury; he rolled in midair and landed steadily on the ground.

A flash of ferocity crossed his face, he moved and charged again toward Feiyan.

"Skull Blood Handprint!"

Feiyan showed no fear, she again mobilized her inner strength, this time using another yin-yang secret art.

Her palm faced upward, as her inner strength surged, a red skull handprint gradually formed.

The handprint exuded a sinister aura, as if bearing cursed power.

"Go!" the Flame Consort shouted softly, the red skull handprint shot forth, straight for Yingyue.

Yingyue had just steadied his stance when he saw the eerie handprint flying toward him.

He silently cursed "not good", flickered his form, trying to dodge the eerie handprint, but the skull handprint, under the inner strength control of Lord of the East Feiyan, seemed to possess a spirit, persistently shadowing him.

"Boom!"

A loud boom rang out, the red handprint heavily struck Yingyue again.

Although he exerted all his strength to resist, he was still flung backward by the powerful force.

However, the battle was far from over.

As an early-stage Cultivation expert of the Yin-Yang School, Yingyue naturally had his own strengths.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his internal injuries, moved his form, and launched a fierce attack again toward Feiyan.

Each displayed what they had learned, pushing the Yin-Yang School's martial techniques to the utmost.

But as time passed, Feiyan gradually revealed her true strength as the foremost marvel of yin-yang arts.

The yin-yang arts she commanded came forth endlessly, each move could be called terrifying.

At this very moment, the shadows behind Feiyan seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand, three figures silently emerged, like emissaries from the netherworld, launching a surprise attack on Yingyue.

One of the figures wore red-and-black interlaced garments, like the intertwining of fire and abyss; her hands, from long-term practice of the yin-yang secret art—the yin-yang united hand seal—had turned crimson like flame, bearing strange silver patterns, while her nails were jet black, exuding an extremely eerie aura.

She was originally the Grand Minister of Fate of the Yin-Yang School in the story, one of the five senior elders, overseeing the fire division of the Five Phases, and was one of the Yin-Yang School disciples from the Divine Martial Hall who joined the Cangzhou Army together with Feiyan earlier.

"Elder Yingyue, long time no see!"

The Grand Minister of Fate chuckled lightly, waved both hands, and instantly flames surged like a mad dragon toward Yingyue, the fire seeming to contain the aura of curses and death, aiming to reduce everything to ashes.

The flames traced strange trajectories in the air, like a blazing storm of the netherworld, causing the air to crackle as it burned.

And Hei and Bai, the twin sisters, were like the intertwining of night and moonlight.

Hei, dressed in black, resembled a phantom in the night, her figure appearing and disappearing in the darkness, as if merging with the night; Bai, clad in white, was like a spirit under the moonlight, her form flickering in the moonlight, like a wisp of a spirit.

They elevated the Myriad Leaf Flying Flower Flow to an unprecedented realm, each petal imbued with the power of life and death.

As the two moved, petals instantly fluttered like a heavenly rain of flowers, assaulting Yingyue.

Those petals intertwined in the air into strange trajectories, as if able to control the cycle of life and death, drawing everything into them.

Seeing this, Yingyue curled the corner of his mouth into a cold smile.

His form flickered like a ghost, instantly dodging the Grand Minister of Fate's flame attack.

At the same time, he waved both hands, instantly forming a dark-purple whirlwind that met the flower-petal attack of the Hei and Bai sisters.

Within the whirlwind seemed to lie endless darkness and devouring power, attempting to swallow those petals entirely.

The whirlwind spun in the air, emitting wails like ghosts and wolves howling, as if a terrifying force summoned from the netherworld.

However, the petal attack was not completely blocked.

They were like sharp blades, piercing the dark-purple whirlwind and continuing to assail Yingyue.

Yingyue shifted his form again, dodging the attack.

But his gaze grew more solemn.

"Skull Blood Seal, life and death impermanent, break for me!"

Seeing this, the Grand Minister of Fate gave a cold snort, waved both hands again, and instantly a blood-colored handprint formed, blasting toward Yingyue.

The handprint contained the aura of curses and death, as if it could devour all vitality.

The blood-colored handprint traced a strange trajectory in the air, like the netherworld's seal of the death god, bearing endless deathly aura as it assailed Yingyue.

At the same time, Hei and Bai also launched another attack.

The two simultaneously raised their hands, instantly gathering countless petals in the air into a massive flower spirit that surged toward Yingyue.

The flower spirit flickered with an eerie light in the air, like the death of flowers in the netherworld.

Seeing this, Yingyue's face changed.

Having just entered the early stage of Cultivation, he had already been fighting Feiyan for a while.

Under Feiyan's Soul's Roaming Dragon Tour, the consumption was not small.

Facing the attacks of these three master-level inner strength cultivators—the Grand Minister of Fate and the twin Lesser Ministers of Fate—he was momentarily a bit flustered.

However, he did not retreat; instead, he aroused the ferocity within his heart.

His eyes flickered with an even more gloomy light, like two deep, bottomless cold pools, emanating endless chill and resolve.

Yingyue was actually a Cultivation practitioner of higher realm than these three master-level inner strength cultivators—the Grand Minister of Fate and the twin Lesser Ministers of Fate—and could already begin to mobilize the world's qi for use.

In a fierce attack by the Grand Minister of Fate and the twin Lesser Ministers of Fate, these three master-level inner strength cultivators—

After a period of being flustered, Yingyue quickly displayed the qualities expected of a Cultivation-level practitioner.

"Hmph, mere master-level inner strength, you also want to shake my Cultivation realm?"

Yingyue gave a cold snort, waved both hands, and instantly the qi between heaven and earth seemed to respond to his summons, forming dark-purple qi surges that swept toward the Grand Minister of Fate and the twin Lesser Ministers of Fate.

Those qi surges traced strange trajectories in the air, like the death god's dance of the netherworld, bearing endless deathly aura and devouring power.

Seeing this, the Grand Minister of Fate's expression changed; as a disciple of the Yin-Yang School among the Hundred Schools, which has many inner strength cultivators—

She deeply knows how terrifying Cultivation-level cultivators are.

「Yin-yang united qi, blazing flames surging to the heavens, burn for me! 」

The Grand Minister of Life gave a coquettish shout, waving both hands; instantly the flames, like a mad dragon, surged again toward Yingyue.

However, Yingyue merely gave a cold snort, flickered her form like a ghost, and dodged the flames' attack.

At the same time, she waved both hands, instantly forming a dark purple qi barrier that blocked all the flames.

「Hmph, mere flames, you think they can hurt me? 」

「Condense Qi into Blade! 」

Yingyue gave a cold snort, waved both hands again, and 「Condense Qi into Blade」 appeared once more.

(End of chapter)