Daoist Competition

Zhang Yan sat within the Demon Storage, circulating mana, attempting to refine the sealing of the Golden Seal, but despite using several Dharma techniques, he still could not break it.

He thought for a while, feeling that the most reliable and effective method was to simply use mana to gradually erode all the forbidden techniques through prolonged effort.

However, even if this method could be accomplished, it would likely take more than ten days, and what he lacked most now was time.

A great demon like the Taiheng Ancestor with thousands of years of experience had unfathomable strength and means. He didn’t have much faith in Ying Chenglin and Zhang Boyant, fearing that it wouldn’t take long after defeating these two before coming to pursue him.

Moreover, the ten strands of Earth Evil he possessed could only be stored for half a month, so it’s best to return them to the Cave Mansion as early as possible.

Furthermore, there was another difficult issue; besides the sealing on this seal, he also needed time to conduct sacrificial refinement in order to master it.

This was not a matter that could be completed overnight. Unlike the Old Demon’s exquisite methods, rough sacrificial refinement would take at least half a day.

Thus, it was even more imperative not to waste any time.

Fortunately, he had anticipated such a situation before setting out.

He calmly took a Dharma Talisman from his Sleeve Bag, smiled, and said, "I didn’t expect to use it here first."

This Demon Extermination Talisman was said to be able to destroy all of the Taiheng Ancestor’s mana. However, in the Sect Leader’s letter, it was repeatedly emphasized that once this talisman was revealed, its aura would be like the rising morning sun, painting the world with light, dividing Yin and Yang, making it hard not to notice. Therefore, it must be used with utmost caution.

Yet in Zhang Yan’s view, no matter how strong the power of the Dharma Talisman, if it couldn’t hit the target, it would be as pointless as nothing. It would be better to use it elsewhere.

Holding the talisman in his hand, he slapped it without hesitation, then pointed at the Golden Seal suspended in the air. After waiting for a full five or six breaths, a majestic golden light, so intense that he couldn’t open his eyes, flew out and smashed into the sealing.

A moment later, the light gradually dispersed.

Zhang Yan reached out, picked up the Golden Seal, and couldn’t help but smile. As expected, the sealing on it had been completely broken.

At the same time as he broke the seal, Taiheng Ancestor’s eyelid twitched, immediately sensing it, but his face remained expressionless.

He knew well that his current battle with Ying Chenglin and Zhang Boyant was the most critical matter. He could only think of the next step if he defeated these two.

Ying Chenglin and Zhang Boyant had fiercely battled with Taiheng until now, seeing that his mana was being steadily depleted, steep losses apparent.

Though they couldn’t understand what the other was up to, the situation was genuine; thus, they were all desperately channeling mana, hoping to crush him in one go.

Seeing his own mana nearly exhausted, even his Nascent Soul had turned dim and lifeless, with only a few wisps of demonic flame lingering, Taiheng Ancestor didn’t show the slightest panic; instead, he squinted, knowing the moment had arrived.

With a shout in his heart, something suddenly emerged from the well cover and fell upon his head, then swiftly disappeared.

Even though it was just a fleeting glimpse, Zhang Boyant and Ying Chenglin could see clearly that it was a remnant bone about half a meter long, fallen from some unknown creature.

This was a piece of a Jiao demon tail that the Taiheng Ancestor had cut down in those years past. Its essence blood had preserved the demon soul from death, though over the millennia, much had dissipated, and now only a little along with this piece of tail bone remained.

Currently, Taiheng was harnessing the Nascent Soul cultivated over hundreds of years by Yue Yuji. Although slightly tainted by his True Imprint of Dharma Power, its roots were nevertheless in Xuanmen Daoist Skill, not crafted through Demon Skill, so it couldn’t fully unleash his power.

As the saying goes, "No break, no build," he purposely depleted his mana, then used the Jiao Demon Tail Bone as a medium, through those last droplets of essence blood, to stimulate his mana and fully enter the demon realm.

Once this Nascent Soul had been recondensed, he would once again display various Demon Dao techniques with the ability to consume and seize.

Before destroying the group’s Dharma Treasures, he dared not execute such acts; but now, he could boldly proceed.

The already weak Nascent Soul, nourished by those few drops of essence blood, once again became robust, gradually enveloped by a mass of black qi.

Everyone present could feel that the previously low and weakened aura of Taiheng was becoming strong and powerful again, continuously growing.

If the Old Demon completed this step, what then?

Wouldn’t everyone here be completely doomed? ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel⸺fire.net