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Mo Jiang looked at Qian Zishu and took a step forward. With each step, the internal energy circulated faster and the strength increased.
When the internal energy is pushed to its limit, the body can no longer contain it. The internal energy dissipating from the body transforms into crimson flames, as if the god of fire has descended to earth.
Mo Jiang held a halberd in one hand and a spear in the other, clad in heavy armor. With each step he took forward, he left a footprint several inches deep, tinged with flames.
As Mojiang drew ever closer, the pressure on Qianzishu intensified.
When Mo Jiang and Qian Zishu were about thirty meters apart, Qian Zishu could no longer hold back and launched a fierce attack.
In an instant, countless ghost infants suddenly appeared, their eyes lifeless and filled with endless resentment towards the human world and all living things, surrounding Mo Jiang.
The Thousand-Child Tree is said to be where, after an infant dies accidentally, people bury the infant's remains under the tree to prevent the infant from becoming a wandering ghost and to allow the infant to be reincarnated.
As more and more people did this, the Thousand-Child Tree received offerings and worship from many people, and somehow it gained a reputation for being effective in granting children.
If the Six Burials Bodhisattva hadn't taken away its faith, the Thousand Sons Tree might have become a local folk belief after some time.
Seeing the numerous ghost infants, Mo Jiang showed no emotion, only that the crimson flames on his body burned even more intensely.
Behind him appeared the strange phenomenon of nine blazing suns shining in the sky.
But this was not the end. As the dragon roared and the elephant cried, nine suns appeared in the sky, accompanied by divine dragons and giant elephants.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was operating at high speed, and under the impetus of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, it began to break through the barriers one after another.
Fifth floor!
Sixth floor!
Seventh floor!
In an instant, he broke through three barriers in succession, and his Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill reached the seventh level. At the same time, a faint golden light began to appear on Mo Jiang's skin.
His body was engulfed in flames, but the golden light on his body became even more dazzling.
Using the flames as fuel, one forges an immortal golden nature.
(Thousand). U705.COM First published on 陾〒磷}〣?依〇八亻尔#子树 then realized that it absolutely could not let Mo Jiang continue like this, because the opponent's power had increased to a point that made it feel fear.
If this continues, the outcome of the battle will be uncertain.
An invisible wave emanated, and as if receiving a command, the numerous ghost infants charged towards Mo Jiang in unison.
They don't need any weapons; their long-term companionship with the Thousand-Child Tree has made these ghost infants the tree's strongest weapon.
If an ordinary person encounters one of these ghost infants, the best outcome is the destruction of their family. If, by chance, the wife becomes pregnant, the ghost infant will become attached to her, and at that point, it will not just be a matter of one family suffering.
The Thousand-Child Tree once used itself to suppress these untimely and violently deceased infants, suppressing their resentment.
But ever since their faith was taken away and they could no longer be gods but only evil spirits, these ghost infants have been refined by the Thousand Tree with its own evil energy for a long time. Any one of them is a fierce ghost that Yubaba would have to risk her life to deal with.
An ordinary ghost tamer would probably have a 30-70 chance of winning against a single ghost infant.
But this time, the ghost babies are facing Mo Jiang.
A ruthless man who can slaughter without equal on the battlefield.
He's even more wicked and ferocious than the ghost infant, and far stronger than that so-called Thousand-Child Goddess!
Suddenly, a pillar of fire shot into the sky from the earth, followed by a tremor in the Ghost Realm, as if seven giant elephants and seven divine dragons were unleashing boundless power to attack.
Faced with the blazing sun, the ghost infant's only fate is defeat.
A crushing defeat, a deathly pale defeat, an unstoppable and utter defeat!
A burning figure charged directly at Qianzishu, slashing horizontally with his halberd, intending to cut Qianzishu in two at the waist.
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With a sway of the branches of the Thousand Sons Tree, most of the thick branches disappeared into the void, and then a branch several meters in diameter appeared in front of Mo Jiang and lashed out.
Within the Ghost Realm, the Thousand-Child Tree possesses the ability to manipulate space, allowing it to project its branches to any location.
The tree branch and the halberd clashed, and for a moment the ghost realm paused. Then a strong shockwave spread outward from the point of their clash.
The shockwave shot out in all directions from the point of impact, and amidst the flying sand and stones, the ghost infants were all thrown away.
Mo Jiang and Qian Zishu's giant eyes stared directly at each other, their killing intent, murderous aura, and murderous thoughts almost exploding.
At this point, there's no need to worry about how things developed to this point.
There's no longer a need to consider the other person's attitude, thoughts, or anything like that.
At this moment, the only thing that can continue is: war!
Go fight, go slaughter, go and crush the enemy!
One is a giant tree over two hundred meters tall, and the other is a strong person whose physical functions far exceed the limits of human beings.
Upon exchanging blows, Mo Jiang involuntarily took a step back, while the branches of the Thousand Son Tree retracted slightly, as if they were tentacles.
But this is not a retreat, but a prelude to another strong attack.
By taking a half-step back to create space for gathering strength, the two sides launched a storm-like frenzied attack in the next instant.
In the next instant, countless halberd shadows and tree branches engulfed Mo Jiang's figure.
Before reaching the extraordinary level, Mo Jiang already possessed qualities that surpassed the limits of the human body. Wearing a suit of armor weighing over fifty pounds and moving freely all day, he would rank at the very top of the pyramid even in the entire history of humankind.
Especially after being baptized by the medicine, the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Holy Light exerted their power simultaneously, along with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill's Seven Dragons and Seven Elephants Dragon Elephant Might.
The amplification brought about by these extraordinary powers is definitely not a simple addition.
Nine Yang Divine Skill, Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Holy Light.
Each different force brings an explosive increase that can be calculated by multiplication.
A distinguished private seating area!
Every muscle fiber in his body was like an ancient dragon-elephant; every swing of his weapon was enough to pierce through buildings, blast away trucks, and unleash shockwaves.
The Thousand-Child Tree, which could fight him head-on, was once close to becoming a deity during the Tang Dynasty. After its faith was taken away, it turned from a deity into a demon. After more than 1,300 years of accumulation, the Thousand-Child Tree was not afraid of Mojiang in terms of its strength.
What appears to be a wooden branch is actually harder than an alloy, and each strike is like a full-force impact from a hundred-ton king.
If Mo Jiang hadn't poured his Nine Yang Internal Force into the Fangtian Halberd, the weapon would have shattered into countless pieces of iron long ago from such a high-intensity collision.
Although the blacksmith crafted the halberd to the highest standards, he never imagined that Mo Jiang would use it to engage in a high-intensity clash with the Full Speed Hundred-Ton King.
Boom boom boom boom!
The collision of steel and wood sent shockwaves flying in all directions, and the air blasts were like igniting explosives.
At this moment, Qianzishu's various strange abilities could not break through Mojiang's golden light covering him, and Mojiang's weapons could not break through the tree branches' interception.
The man and the tree clashed with their most primal forces, dust flew, the earth cracked, and sonic booms echoed continuously, making it feel as if one were in the eye of a thunderstorm.
With a bang, the branch of the Thousand Son Tree broke, and Mo Jiang's halberd also slipped from his hand.
Without any pause, Mo Jiang suddenly threw a punch, and the roots of the Thousand Son Tree burst from the earth, striking towards Mo Jiang.
The fist and the tree root seemed to be pressed together like two mountains. With a loud bang, Mo Jiang took several steps back, and the massive body of the Thousand Son Tree also showed obvious signs of displacement.
"It's been three minutes already. How long can you maintain this state?"
A voice that was neither male nor female echoed in the ghost realm. For the first time, Qian Zishu spoke, "You can't stop me."
Qian Zishu is right. Mo Jiang's state cannot be maintained for too long. The biggest problem when the Nine Yang Divine Skill is not yet perfected is that operating at full power can easily lead to exhaustion and death.
While Mo Jiang is not yet at the point of exhaustion and death, he is not far off; he is already halfway through his recovery.
"Is that so? Then why did you even speak? Wouldn't it have been better to just kill me?"
It's not Mo Jiang's style to just listen to others without saying anything.
So Mo Jiang didn't give Qian Zishu any face and immediately mocked, "Or is it that the current situation is putting pressure on you?"
Although he hasn't had much contact with ghosts, based on Mo Jiang's experience, if a ghost can kill people directly, then they don't even have the ability to communicate.
Even if there is communication, it is only to make the humans who have strayed into the ghost realm more fearful, and to make them die in despair.
"I want that pure Yin destiny. Now step aside, and I will pretend that your act of defying the gods will go unpunished."
The Thousand-Child Tree yielded in an extremely rare move. In the more than 1,300 years since its founding, it has yielded only a handful of times. If it weren't for the extremely strong and masculine power of the person in front of it, which caused it enough pain, it would have been a different story.
If it weren't for that immense strength that even Chizuki couldn't defeat...
if not……
Too many "what ifs" combined forced the Thousand-Child Tree to make concessions.
However, what Qian Zishu saw as a concession was seen as a provocation by Mo Jiang.
He always responds forcefully to provocations, whether physically or verbally.
"An act of defying the gods? There needs to be a god for that. There's only one human and one ghost here. What ecological niche do you occupy?"
"God? Don't be ridiculous. You've only had one name since the Tang Dynasty: Evil God and Licentious Shrine!"
The four characters "【邪神淫祠】" are like a knife piercing the heart of the Thousand-Child Tree, even spinning twice.
As a tree that was once only one step away from being officially recognized by the government, the loss it suffered back then was not just a matter of faith.
Their faith was taken away by the Six Burials Bodhisattva, and they also lost their official status, which had been formally recognized by the government.
After that, the belief in the Thousand Trees was directly labeled as an evil god and a shrine of debauchery, belonging to the lowest level of faith.
They are roughly equivalent to non-humans among humans.
How could Qian Zishu not feel angry when Mo Jiang brought up the thing that annoyed him the most?
Not only anger, but also an overwhelming killing intent followed.
At this point, it no longer demanded that Mo Jiang back down; it only wanted Mo Jiang to die.
After death, their souls are extracted and turned into ghost infants, imprisoned in the ghost realm for eternity.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in Mo Jiang's mind.
The figure of the Six Burials Bodhisattva appears!
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164. Nine Yang Divine Skill - Ten Yang Realm!
A huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, as if the sky of the Ghost Realm had been torn apart, and the figure of the Six Burials Bodhisattva emerged.
Upon seeing the environment on the other side of the crack, four words immediately came to Mo Jiang's mind.
A grotto-heaven in turbid soil!
The "Six Burials True Scripture" that I had read kept appearing in my mind, as if it were a living thing with self-awareness, constantly appearing in my mind and spirit.
The Turbid Earth Grotto is a special space formed by the combined power of the vows of ten thousand people. It exists between reality and illusion and is the sacred site of the Six Burials Bodhisattva. It also serves as a transitional space connecting the present world and the spirit world.
Upon seeing the Six Burials Bodhisattva appear, Qianzishu immediately let out a scream that resounded through the sky.
"The Six Burials Bodhisattva!!!"
Severing her lineage and seizing her faith, if we were to name the most hated being in the world by the Thousand-Child Goddess, it would undoubtedly be the Six Burials Bodhisattva.
The hatred between the Thousand Sons Goddess and the Six Burials Bodhisattva has reached a point of irreconcilable enmity, a point of no return. For thousands of years, the Thousand Sons Goddess and the Six Burials Bodhisattva have been able to eke out a living as evil spirits.
Upon seeing the Six Burials Bodhisattva appear, Lady Thousand Sons immediately abandoned her attack on Mo Jiang and mobilized the power of the entire Ghost Realm to attack the Six Burials Bodhisattva in the sky.
The Six Burial Bodhisattva, with its six hands each wielding a weapon, occupies the entire sky, looking down upon the ghost realm with a contemptuous smile on its lips.
Faced with Lady Qianzi, a defeated opponent from 1,300 years ago, the Six Burials Bodhisattva had only one thought: the best loser is the one who is completely dead.
wrong!
Mo Jiang was suddenly startled, wondering why he could sense the thoughts of the Six Burials Bodhisattva.
Upon realizing this, Mo Jiang quickly looked inward and discovered that some strange substances were beginning to emerge in his cerebral cortex.
A bluish-black, asphalt-like substance kept appearing on his cerebral cortex, beginning to erode Mo Jiang's brain and attempting to alter his thoughts and memories.