Chapter 125: Divine Abilities Unleashed
Chapter 125: Divine Abilities Unleashed
“You’ve got a plan?”
Lv Yang didn’t dismiss Bi Fei Yuan’s offer lightly. Since entering the Refinement Realm, he’d learned never to underestimate anyone. Prejudice, after all, was a mountain even cultivators couldn’t move. The Yun Clan Patriarch had drowned in his own arrogance, dismissing Foundation Building cultivators as insignificant—only for Lv Yang to uncover his secrets in the end.
Bi Fei Yuan straightened his posture, spurred by Lv Yang’s respect. “My divine ability lets me sense anyone harboring desires toward me. Then I can implant a demonic seed from afar, driving them to madness. It’s also useful for tracking enemies.”
“I can help too,” rumbled Dragonfang Taoist. “I’ve implanted a Spirit-Scent Hound’s nose. Given time, I’ll sniff out Dao Court’s location.”
Xu Xin joined in. “I need the spiritual resonance of Dao Court cultivators. My Curse-Kill Art can trace their energy. It might lead us to their leader.”
Zhong Ming hesitated before pulling out a bronze disk engraved with the Eight Trigrams. “This aids Karmic Divination Art. My father crafted it for me.” As Lv Yang channeled energy into it, the disk glowed, its rotating symbols projecting endless shifting images.
The group fell silent, eyes turning to Qin Tianhe, who stood awkwardly in the corner.
“Ah—!” Qin Tianhe suddenly slapped Guangming’s shoulder, startling him. “This monk can lead us to Dao Court! My Void-Piercing Skyfaring Shuttle is his innate Spirit Treasure—I can sense its location no matter the distance. If he takes it back to meet Dao Court’s leader, I’ll lock onto their hideout the moment they meet!”
“Gladly! Gladly!” Guangming stammered. “Order me, and I’ll obey!”
Lv Yang nodded. “Let’s try it all.”
As Guangming and Qin Tianhe departed, the Holy Sect disciples spread out. They activated artifacts and formations, their preparations interrupted by a report: Aetherophagous Beetles were coming—hordes of them, a black tide surging toward them.
“Two goals—stop these bugs and find either their controlling master or Dao Court’s base,” Xu Xin said. “The rest is up to the experts.”
“Dangerous? Pfft!” Zhong Ming snorted. “If you can fight, so can I!”
Dragonfang Taoist transformed into his Flesh-Twisted Dragon Abomination form, Bi Fei Yuan leaning casually on his scaled flank.
“You’re gorgeous like this,” Bi Fei Yuan purred, wiping drool. “How about Dual Cultivation? I’ve got experience—and you’re built to last.”
“Sorry,” the dragon rumbled, “but you’re too human-shaped for my tastes.”
Their banter continued until the beetles arrived. Then, in unison, the cultivators roared:
“Kill!!”
Artifacts blazed as divine abilities erupted. From the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner marched spectral soldiers and ghostly Buddhist monks, shielding disciples from the swarming beetles.
Above the fray, Lv Yang hovered, Yanmo Hall manifesting behind him. Its Foundation Building power amplified the banner’s spirits, letting them wound the endless insects.
Waves of beetles crashed against the defense—dying, then devouring their fallen kin to surge again. When the line wavered, Lv Yang struck:
“Sky Collapse!”
A finger jabbed downward, obliterating thousands in an instant. But the horde reformed, relentless.
“They’ll win!” Wang Jin Ting clenched his fist, watching the battle through his Spirit Devouring Insect King’s awareness. The beetles bred endlessly, devouring both spiritual energy and corpses. That the Holy Sect had survived the first wave stunned him.
“The Holy Sect’s expert is the only threat,” he mused. “Avoid him, and we’ll prevail.”
His Omni-View Chart suddenly pinged. “A surviving monk? Guangming, he claims—says he brings news of the Foundation Building cultivator.”
Wang Jin Ting checked the artifact. The chart confirmed a Buddhist cultivator, not an imposter.
“I’ll see him myself.”
(End of Chapter)
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