Chapter 39: Soul-Aspect Duel, Savior Yuanshi Tianzun

Late at night.

Above the old city of Yujing City, dark clouds gathered, thick and extraordinary, accompanied by howling winds, obscuring the bright moon.

"Why did the weather change suddenly? Didn't the weather forecast say there would be no rain these two days?"

"If the weather forecast were accurate, I'd have a cerebral infarction tomorrow! Go to sleep!"

"Can you not do it inside? My husband can taste it."

In the middle of the night, only a few lights remained, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, they could only see the sudden change in weather and the gathering of dark clouds, without noticing at all...

Under those dark clouds, there was a figure sitting, like a Daoist in meditation, with flickering halos around his body, blurred and illusory...

Zhang Fan's soul-aspect seemed to have fallen into a wonderful realm. He formed seals with both hands, but it was not the Lion Seal. Yin Qi from all four directions surged over, like steaming mist, enveloping him within.

"Gathering Yin Qi to move all directions..."

"What kind of monster, daring to practice this rebellious method!?"

Just then, a sharp shout came from the sky. Gu Yuming's soul-aspect, like a ball of light, floated over and arrived nearby.

Looking at Zhang Fan's soul-aspect shrouded in boundless Yin Qi, he was shocked.

Methods of gathering Yin to refine arts are rare since ancient times, especially the orthodox Xuan Sect and Daoist famous mountains, which specialize in Pure Yang methods.

Looking at Yujing City, in terms of this path, absolutely no one could surpass his Yinshan sect.

But this scene before him made Gu Yuming's heart jump. Yin Qi from all four directions gathered here, actually disrupting the Yin-Yang balance of this place, dark clouds surged, and the meteorological phenomenon had already formed.

Such a scene made him not dare to approach rashly.

"Daring to be disrespectful to me!?" Gu Yuming raised his eyebrows, a sharp look flashing in his bright eyes.

"Soul Summoning Guide!"

Just then, he stepped on the Heavenly Dipper, formed seals with both hands, and muttered words. A light that looked like a rope flew out from his waist and entangled Zhang Fan's location.

This is a spell of the Yinshan sect, called the Soul Summoning Guide.

You know, when the soul-aspect leaves the body, the physical body has nothing to rely on, which is the biggest hidden danger and weakness.

The Soul Summoning Guide can force the soul-aspect to return to the physical body, allowing the caster to find the location.

"I want to see what kind of sacred being you are, daring to practice this method in Yujing City?" Gu Yuming sneered in his heart.

Hum...

Just then, the light that looked like a rope entangled Zhang Fan's soul-aspect, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, silent, and slowly dissipated.

"Actually useless? His soul-aspect is not restricted by the physical body!?"

Gu Yuming looked at this scene before him, stunned for a moment, then showed a strange expression.

The physical body is like a nest, the soul-aspect is the bird, and the two are inseparable. Unless one attains the realm of Pure Yang Limitless, leaving the physical body, the soul-aspect is a masterless wandering ghost, dissipating in heaven and earth, sooner or later in an instant.

"Is there a problem with his soul-aspect!?" Gu Yuming's gaze sank, showing a look of solemnity.

Such a soul-aspect, he had never seen before, and had never heard of it in the secret books and oral traditions of the Yinshan sect's past ancestors.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Gu Yuming said three "good" words in a row. Immediately after, sharp light shot from his eyes.

"Today, if I don't make you reveal your true form, I've wasted these thirty years of Yinshan practice."

"Ten Thousand Ghost Refining Form Method!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yuming slapped his forehead, opened his mouth wide, and suddenly there were bursts of Yin wind. Immediately after, countless ghost shadows jumped out from his mouth, disheveled, green light forming miasma, grievances like banners, following like shadows, sometimes seeing white bones, sometimes seeing graveyards everywhere.

Soul-aspect duels are more mysterious than supporting a body. Once the art is formed, it manifests ghost god images, or ferocious domain treasure realms, or divine magic artifacts... appearing real yet false, false yet real, changes in an instant, life and death in a moment, false and real, vacuum giving birth to wonderful existence.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Refining Form Method is a spell that Gu Yuming had practiced for many years, collecting Yin Qi and wandering souls.

Once this method is formed, the soul-aspect is summoned, and ten thousand ghosts approach, Yin baleful energy arrives like a trial, damaging the Dao cultivation, breaking the pure True Yang.

"The Yin Mountain sect's Ten Thousand Ghost Refining Form Method!?" Just then, the He family experts far away in Huangji Dao noticed this unusual movement. In the place where the dark clouds gathered, not only did Yin energy gather, but bursts of ghost cries and wails resounded, grievances condensed, shaking the meteorological phenomena.

At this moment, if the soul-aspect is activated, one can summon those ten thousand ghost shadows, obscuring the sky and sun, swallowing the dark clouds.

"It really is someone from the Yinshan sect. Are they crazy? Daring to be so blatant in Yujing City?"

In the He family manor, even He Fei could faintly perceive the heavy ghost shadows spreading across the dark sky. Precisely because of this, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

You know, in the current era, the red flag is waving, technology is clear, and even practitioners must follow the rules. If you are a dragon, you must coil; if you are a tiger, you must lie down.

You practice your longevity method, but you cannot affect the lives of ordinary people. Being so blatant, gathering Yin to refine the ten thousand ghost method, is simply insane.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Refining Form Method... tsk tsk, really gutsy... it seems the Maoshan Daoist priests are going to come down the mountain." The low, slightly magnetic voice echoed in the cold room.

Jiangnan Province is the territory of Maoshan. As one of the ten great Daoist famous mountains, those Daoist priests could not sit idly by.

"The Yinshan sect expert is dueling with someone!?" He Fei was somewhat unsure.

His cultivation was not too deep, and separated by such a distance, many things could not be seen through.

"Soul-aspect duels are extremely dangerous. The Yinshan sect's Ten Thousand Ghost Refining Form Method is no small matter. I don't know if that person can block it." The low, slightly magnetic voice sounded faintly. Apparently, he favored the Yinshan sect expert.

Rumble...

Under the sky of the old city, dark clouds boiled, ten thousand ghosts wailed, surging like a tidal wave, killing toward Zhang Fan's soul-aspect.

Hum...

Just then, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect moved. He formed seals with both hands, holding nine and erecting one, actually stirring up a lion's roar.

"Lion Seal!?"

Gu Yuming saw this and couldn't help but laugh. Such common Daoist seals are merely basic techniques. If his Ten Thousand Ghosts Refining Art could be broken by such trifles, he would truly be a joke.

Rumble...

Just then, the endless ghost shadows condensed together, emitting ear-piercing wails and cries. The sound was eerie and resentful, and the surrounding air was freezing.

Ordinary people couldn't hear the ghost cries at all, but long-term immersion would also cause physical discomfort, and those with weak firelight might even get a serious illness.

This is why practitioners duel away from crowds. Although ordinary people cannot see or hear, the influence is always there.

Hum...

The ghost cries instantly overwhelmed the lion's roar, ten thousand ghosts surged, manifesting sharpness, tearing open the thick Yin Qi around Zhang Fan's soul-aspect, about to drag him out.

"Appear!"

Just then, a light sound resounded. Zhang Fan's soul-aspect formed a seal again, but it was no longer the Lion Seal. Immediately after, a high platform throne appeared before him.

"This is..."

Gu Yuming looked at the high platform throne, his expression changing suddenly.

What a Hu Hu Fa Wang throne, towering jade bureau layer platform, seeing nine lotuses clearly, treasure light and pearls everywhere.

In an instant, faint chanting sounds resounded under the sky, lingering around the high platform throne, rising and falling, suppressing terror incessantly: Wonderful Qi wanders in the air, all Daoists praise the wonderful fast.

Seven treasure forest has seven treasure platforms, treasure forest, treasure trees, treasure flowers bloom.

If you want the souls of the dead to ascend to the immortal realm, invite the master to ascend the Hu Hu Fa Wang platform.

Sanskrit chanting sang, and as the sound fell, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect stepped out and sat on the high platform. At the same time, he formed seals with both hands, but muttered words: This seat, this seat is not an ordinary seat, the Savior Yuanshi Tianzun has sat here before.

Now preaching to save the living and the dead, all hells are liberated.

Taiyi Yuanshi Tianzun sits on the lotus platform, the ten hall Yamas line up on both sides.

The judge unfolds the book of life and death, summoning the souls of the dead to be liberated.

"Eastern Pole Green Flower Great Emperor, Taiyi Savior Yuanshi Tianzun!!?"

Gu Yuming shouted in shock, simply unable to believe it.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 40 =====