Chapter 776

The "Six Ding Six Jia Talisman" was shattered, and the situation was even more critical.

Sha Lifei's forehead turned pitch black, and he had completely lost consciousness, and black lines were spreading from his forehead toward the surroundings, soon reaching near his temples.

Slap!

Li Yan didn't say a word; he took off the Dragon-Snake Tablet and put it around Sha Lifei's neck.

The protective power of the Dragon-Snake Tablet was stronger, and it finally stopped the black lines.

But Sha Lifei's breathing became hurried, and his body was scorching hot; clearly, he hadn't escaped danger yet.

"What a powerful curse technique!"

Zhang Tiankui, who also rushed over, saw this and his expression changed greatly.

He wasn't a member of the Mystic Sect, but he knew quality when he saw it.

This level of curse was rare in his life.

"What should we do?"

Long Yaner looked at Li Yan again.

Li Yan looked at the pitch-black mountains around him and gritted his teeth, saying: "Protect me; I want to use the 'Luo Feng Summoning Great Dharma' to see if I can find the person."

Long Yaner was stunned upon hearing this.

She had almost never seen Li Yan use this method, but she had heard Sha Lifei say that when they were in Shennongjia, they relied on this method to kill the old mountain demon from afar.

But this method required setting up an altar and needed someone to help. Wang Daoxuan wasn't there, and the "Five Directions Luo Feng Flags" had been taken away. How could he perform it?

Although she had doubts, she still took out several golden needles, continuously needled Sha Lifei's chest to protect his heart, and then released her Gu insects in all directions to stand guard.

Seeing this, Zhang Tiankui and the others also helped guard the surroundings.

Only Li Yan sat cross-legged beside Sha Lifei, his hands forming seals, closing his eyes to enter meditation, and arrived in the inner-spirit space.

It was still shrouded in dark clouds, with the soul sea surging.

As his cultivation deepened day by day, Mount Luo Feng had gained the momentum of standing between heaven and earth, standing like an immortal divine mountain that had existed since ancient times.

Li Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, he traveled a thousand miles to the mountain.

His cultivation was now at the Fourth Floor, almost reaching its peak, so there were three divine towers and one palace on the summit of Mount Luo Feng, with a stable structure and an ancient, simple charm.

More importantly, on the cliff walls around the palace, eight stone caves had appeared, with the walls inside carved full of reliefs of Underworld ghosts and gods, and inside were palaces of different colors, distributed according to the Eight Trigrams.

It was exactly the "Inner Altar Eight Generals Method" he had learned after completing the Fengdu Dharma.

In the area where the Li Palace was located, the palace was as red as blood, and inside was a divine statue with a ghost face and red hair, eyes like lightning, shoulders carrying a golden eagle with wings like blades and sharp eyes—this was the Fengdu Flying Eagle General, the head of the Eight Generals, Marshal Wei Xiyuan...

The Zhen Palace palace was shrouded in green Qi, and a green-faced, three-eyed divine statue stared with wide eyes, its third eye opening and closing like lightning, holding an eight-sided golden hammer in its hand, the hammer body flowing with talisman scripts, faintly with the sound of thunder—this was Marshal Wang Jing, the Shackled Ghost General...

The Dui Palace palace had a metallic luster, and inside was a divine statue with a jujube-red face, eyes wide open like copper bells, holding a huge eight-sided iron mallet in its hand that was as heavy as a mountain, the mallet head faintly entwined with the sound of vengeful souls crying—this was Marshal Meng E, the Torturing and Shackling Ghost General...

Black water filled the Kun Palace, and inside was a giant black water ox-headed god, its horns thick and curved, its nose breathing like thunder, the iron fork in its hand flashing with cold light, as if it could pierce the barrier between Yin and Yang—this was Marshal Che Zi, the Soul-Chasing General...

The Xun Palace matched the Kun Palace, the palace seeming to have Yin wind howling, a horse-headed human-bodied divine general, with a "Soul-Chasing Bag" hanging from its waist that seemed capable of absorbing souls and was bulging, its posture vigorous, as if it wanted to gallop with the wind—this was Marshal Xia Kui, the Soul-Capturing General.

The Che and Xia generals had their Qi connected, following each other like shadows; they were the perfect partners for chasing souls and capturing spirits. The folk rumors of "Ox-Head and Horse-Face" referred to them...

The divine statues in the other three palaces were equally fierce.

At that time, they were just blurred human figures, but now they had completely taken shape.

Li Yan's divine sense patrolled rapidly among the eight palaces, imprinting the majestic images, characteristics of Dharma artifacts, and core divine duties of the eight divine generals into his heart.

Especially the characteristics of their Qi.

The cold and ruthless power of the prison, the determination to chase souls, the cruelty of torturing ghosts, and the strict laws of suppressing demons...

After doing all this, he opened his eyes suddenly, the essence light in his pupils like substance.

Clatter, clatter~

With a hook of his left little finger, eight purple paper figures whistled out.

These purple talisman papers used for the paper figures were also purchased at the Qingcheng Mountain Cave-Opening Assembly. When making the paper pulp, spiritual herbs were mixed in, and they were stored in the spiritual apertures of the grotto-heaven for a hundred years; they were the highest quality good stuff they could buy.

Perhaps there were better ones, but they were all secret transmissions of the orthodox Mystic Sect.

This item was precious and could carry more Qi of Gang and Sha, so it would only be used at critical moments.

"Nuogao! Taiwei Chu-Spirit, create soldiers and armor, drive away evil and assist the righteous, spread Yang harmony throughout the body, Northern Yin Emperor's decree, awe the blades and weapons..."

Following Li Yan's chanting of the "Northern Emperor Chu-Spirit Spell," the eight purple paper figures immediately soared into the air, constantly circling around him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Yan stood up quickly, his left hand forming the "Fengdu Summoning General Seal," his right hand pointing like a sword, stepping on the Big Dipper and chanting:

"Northern Yin Fengdu, Mysterious Dark Emperor! Summon the Inner Altar, Eight Fiend Divine Soldiers! Wei, Liu, Wang, Meng, Che, Xia, Lie, Sang! Eight Generals, hear the decree, descend quickly in true form! I obey the Fengdu Great Emperor's law, execute quickly as the law!"

The spell sound was low and majestic, immediately stirring up a violent wind.

Those protecting him in the distance were involuntarily attracted. In their eyes, the light on the mountain suddenly became dim, the temperature plummeted, the air became viscous, and it seemed as if countless invisible existences were whispering in their ears.

They looked at each other in shock, and the few people from the Commandant's office couldn't help but swallow hard, retreating several steps in succession.

The crowd didn't know that Li Yan was using a shortcut, planning to summon the Inner Altar Eight Generals to attach to the paper figures to assist him in completing the altar.

This kind of method wasn't impossible, but with his current cultivation, even with the Thousand-Thought Armguard gathering the Qi of Gang and Sha, it was very dangerous to use.

With the roaring wind, Li Yan's surroundings also plunged into pitch-black darkness.

And Li Yan in the darkness had his right-hand sword finger moving like the wind, dipping into the cinnabar ink dish, writing like a dragon or snake, and respectively outlining the symbolic talisman scripts of the eight divine generals on the eight paper figures:

Eagle beak, dog feet, shackles, golden mallet, ox horn, horse face, prohibition seal...

"Divine form is prepared, spiritual platform as a guide! Eight Generals divide the light, attach to the body and manifest sanctity!"

Hum——!

The surrounding air vibrated, and waves of Qi visible to the naked eye spread outward. Long Yaner and Zhang Tiankui both felt their backs tighten.

Although they couldn't see, they could vaguely feel that there seemed to be eight strands of Qi in the darkness; just standing there made their hair stand on end.

The Inner Altar Eight Yin Generals were summoned, and according to the Eight Trigrams orientation, they suspended themselves above the altar, guarding Li Yan in the center, just right to form an altar.

Feeling these eight strands of majestic Qi that were completely different yet perfectly coordinated, Li Yan's face was as solemn as iron, his eyes pitch black, his robes hunting in the wind, and his body even slightly floating off the ground.

The hand seals in his hands changed again, and he commanded in a deep voice:

"Inner Altar Eight Generals, hear my command! Divine power is majestic, the examination and summoning are clear! Che and Xia, two generals, spit out Qi and turn into rainbows! Capture souls and seize spirits, evil spirits manifest!"

Following his hand seal pointing, the paper figures of Marshal Che and Marshal Xia trembled violently. The Ox-Head and Horse-Face seemed to come alive, and two strands of cold, evil-condensed gray-black Qi swirled in the void in front of the altar.

The divine power of the other generals intertwined, forming a closed loop, like a prison.

With this, the Fengdu Examination and Summoning Great Dharma was complete.

All that was needed was to send out troops to detain the soul.

Of course, for success, two conditions were still needed.

Having generals without soldiers was like being a commander without an army; once they left his support of Gang Qi for several hundred meters, they would immediately collapse and dissipate. Therefore, Li Yan took out the hook-token without hesitation and released the last Gong Decree inside.

Clatter, clatter~

The violent wind became even more intense, and the sound of armor filled the darkness.

Another condition was being able to find the target.

The demon-folk cast a curse on Sha Lifei, but also handed over a handle.

Li Yan formed seals with both hands and threw out a yellow talisman, which was carried by the cold wind, circled around Sha Lifei, and returned to his hand.

On it, a little bit of abnormal Qi had already been stained.

"Let's see where you can hide!"

Li Yan's expression was cold, and he formed seals again to throw out the yellow talisman.

The paper figures of Marshal Che and Marshal Xia were now wrapped in black fog, vaguely taking the shape of Ox-Head and Horse-Face, with a camp of soldiers behind them.

Whoosh——!

As the yellow talisman was thrown out and wrapped in black fog, a violent wind suddenly arose. In the eyes of others, it was a piece of darkness spreading toward the sky, and then quickly drifting away into the distance and disappearing...

"It's done!"

Long Yaner muttered to herself, a heavy stone in her heart finally being set down.