pjbooks Chapter 290 The Remnant Soul of Daoist Chrysanthemum
Chapter 290 The Remnant Soul of Daoist Chrysanthemum
This is his ultimate move, the Ten Thousand Souls Skull.
It was forged from the souls of hundreds of wronged people and is extremely powerful.
Suddenly, a chilling wind swept through the entire square, accompanied by the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
The light from various evil spells turned the sky into an eerie color.
It looks quite scary.
Shen Yu stood there and shook his head.
A group of chickens and dogs.
He was too lazy to even use magic.
The spiritual energy trembled slightly.
A terrifying pressure emanated from him.
The oppressive aura of the Golden Core stage was fully unleashed.
"Buzz—"
The air seemed to freeze.
The talismans, shikigami, and sword energy that flew over all stopped in mid-air.
Then, it shattered into pieces.
"Bang bang bang bang——"
A series of explosions.
All attacks automatically crumbled under the pressure.
The dozen or so elders on the steps were even worse off.
Under the pressure, they all knelt down with a thud.
His bones were cracking, his face was deathly pale, and he couldn't even lift his head.
They were only at the Daoist level; how could they withstand the pressure from a Golden Core cultivator?
Being alive is already a blessing.
Jiuju Daoxuan was also suffering.
Although he was only at the first level of Qi Refining, he was practically as fragile as paper in the face of the pressure from the Golden Core stage.
The Thousand Soul Skeletons behind him vanished with a bang.
Hundreds of wronged souls screamed, their souls scattered by the overwhelming pressure.
Jiuju Daoxuan himself also spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".
He staggered back a few steps and almost fell down the steps.
"You...you're also a cultivator?" Jiuju Daoxuan stared wide-eyed at Shen Yu, his face full of disbelief.
How is that possible?
How could there possibly be a cultivator in China with a higher cultivation level than him?
Didn't they say that the cultivation world in China has long since declined?
……
Byron and Vera behind them also changed their expressions.
monk!
This young man is actually a cultivator?
Are you kidding me?
Their Dark Council's chairman, who has lived for a hundred years, has only just entered the realm of cultivators, and his strength is only slightly higher than that of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect Leader.
If a real fight breaks out, winning would likely require significant damage.
But this young man handled it with such ease.
What does this tell us?
This shows that his strength far surpasses that of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect Leader, and even their council chairman would not be a match for him.
This is outrageous!
He's so young, how could he possibly have such terrifying strength?
Is it a gifted individual? Or is China still unfathomable?
Byron and Vera exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and fear in each other's eyes.
It seems they've gotten themselves into trouble this time.
Shen Yu slowly withdrew his oppressive aura.
Looking at the disheveled Jiuju Daoxuan on the steps, he spoke calmly.
"Now, do you still think that your so-called patriarch can save you?"
Jiuju Daoxuan's face was deathly pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Now, all he feels is fear.
What should I do?
What should I do?
Jiuju Daoxuan's mind was in complete chaos.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
Patriarch!
Oh, and the founder!
Although the patriarch was only a remnant soul, he had many tricks up his sleeve!
Moreover, the remnant soul of the patriarch is sealed on the altar.
As long as the altar is activated, the patriarch can temporarily appear!
Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Jiuju Daoxuan's eyes.
"Boy, don't get cocky!" Jiuju Daoxuan gritted his teeth and shouted, "My ancestor is inside the altar!"
"If you dare to hurt me, the patriarch will not let you get away with it!"
"Oh?" Shen Yu raised an eyebrow. "Then let him come out and give it a try."
"You..." Jiuju Daoxuan gritted his teeth, "Fine! You forced me to do this!"
"I'd like to see who's more powerful, you or my ancestor!"
As he spoke, Jiuju Daoxuan quickly formed hand seals and began chanting obscure incantations.
He wants to activate the altar ahead of schedule!
Although there are still three days until the ceremony, the offerings are not yet fully prepared.
But now, I can't worry about that anymore!
Let's invite the patriarch out first!
From the direction of the altar, a faint glow of blood began to flicker.
The yin energy in the air grew stronger and stronger.
The remaining disciples in the square all had hope burning in their eyes.
Patriarch!
The patriarch is about to emerge!
As long as the patriarch appears, this Chinese man is doomed!
……
Shen Yu stood still, looking in the direction of the altar with great interest.
He wanted to see it too.
What kind of person was this legendary founder of the Nine Chrysanthemums School?
The chanting grew increasingly urgent.
The crimson altar in the center of the square shone with an ever-increasing crimson light.
Strange runes emerged from the surface of the altar, exuding a strong smell of blood and yin energy.
The sky had turned dark red.
The wind howled, and ghosts wailed.
The entire mountainside was trembling slightly.
……
"Master! The Master is about to manifest!"
"The patriarch has appeared! We're saved!"
The remaining disciples of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect were so excited they almost cried.
One by one, they knelt on the ground, facing the direction of the altar, and kept kowtowing.
His eyes were filled with fervent worship.
In their hearts, the patriarch, Daoist Jiuju, was an omnipotent god.
As long as the patriarch appears, no matter how powerful the enemy is, he can easily defeat them.
Byron and Vera were also staring intently at the altar.
Daoist Jiuju.
The legendary Japanese land deity is finally about to make its appearance.
Although it's just a remnant soul, it should still possess some abilities.
I just don't know if I can defeat this Chinese cultivator.
On the steps, Jiuju Daoxuan chanted incantations while spitting out blood.
Activating the altar prematurely will have a significant negative impact on him.
But he doesn't care.
As long as the patriarch can come out, everything will be worth it.
"Grandmaster! Disciple Jiuju Daoxuan respectfully requests the Grandmaster's descent!" Jiuju Daoxuan roared, pressing his hands down sharply.
"boom--"
A loud bang.
The black wooden box at the very top of the altar suddenly exploded open.
A terrifying aura of yin energy surged into the sky.
A blurry figure slowly floated out of the wooden box.
It was an old man dressed in an ancient kimono, with a withered face, sinister eyes, and a semi-transparent body, clearly in a state of remnant soul.
Even though it was a remnant soul, the aura emanating from it was far stronger than that of Jiuju Daoxuan.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Welcome to the arrival of the Ancestral Master!"
Jiuju Daoxuan and all his disciples prostrated themselves on the ground, their voices trembling with excitement.
Byron and Vera also bowed slightly as a sign of respect.
In any case, this is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
We should still observe proper etiquette.
……
The remnant soul slowly opened its eyes.
Two beams of blood-red light shot out from his eyes.
"Who dares disturb my slumber?"
An aged and hoarse voice echoed throughout the mountainside.
His voice carried an undeniable air of authority.
"Master! It's your disciple!" Jiuju Daoxuan hurriedly said, "Disciple Jiuju Daoxuan is your seventeenth generation successor!"
"An external enemy has invaded our Nine Chrysanthemum Sect. The disciples are unable to resist and have no choice but to request the ancestral master's descent in advance!"
"An external enemy?" The remnant soul of Daoist Jiuju turned its head slightly and looked in Shen Yu's direction.
When he saw Shen Yu, his brows furrowed slightly.
The young man's aura made him somewhat uneasy.