He opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of blood, transforming it into countless runes that bombarded the Black-armored Strange Man, hoping to leave a mark.

Who would have thought that when those runes touched the black armor, they were instantly twisted and shattered, as if a giant mouth had directly devoured them.

Seeing no chance of success, he decisively gave up. A Yin God filled with dark aura flew out from his body, only to be tightly bound in place by chains that sprang from the abyss.

Accompanied by the erosion of the dark aura, his Yin God grew weaker, and the chains bound tighter. One end of the chain slowly pierced into his Yin God, firmly locking it before gradually pulling it into the abyss behind.

...

Yu Ziqing saw a hungry ghost, holding a glowing golden barrel, descend from the sky. The golden barrel expanded continuously, directly trapping the huge creature within.

He knew Wu Shuangge had waited for a long time and finally found an opportunity. Seizing the moment, he relentlessly punched the creature's face, eventually revealing a hideous, tattooed face, which he smashed with a final punch.

He watched the monster's twisted body collapse, and a smaller monster flew from within, pierced by burning red chains from the depths of the abyss, gradually pulled into the abyss blazing with blood-red flames.

When it completely fell into the abyss, Yu Ziqing knew it was finally over.

He reached out a hand, grasping his forehead, and slowly pulled out the spike embedded in his skull.

Then he stood there quietly, waiting.

A moment later, he saw the golden barrel placed before him and promptly sat on it. Instantly, blocks of pitch-black stone slabs descended from the sky, enclosing him within.

As the toxins in his body gradually dissipated, the world Yu Ziqing saw began to slowly return to normal.

The pitch-black stone slabs covered with runes transformed into ordinary dirt walls.

The golden light-emitting Magical Treasure beneath him, which was obviously extraordinary, reverted to a wooden toilet bucket.

After finishing the detoxification, Yu Ziqing pulled up his pants and walked out of the temporary toilet.

The heavy rain outside had also ceased, and Wu Shuangge came over to take away the toilet bucket.

On the ground lay the corpse of the Tattooed Face, with a head-sized hole in its chest, dead but not resting in peace.

Cece, looking a bit pale, was gathering the remains left by the Tattooed Face.

In the distance, Su Li was standing there, slightly agape, several flying swords fallen at his feet. He had yet to return to his senses.

Yu Ziqing rubbed his head. The Hungry Ghost Dao he dual cultivated alongside the Refining God Dao had an unusual harmony, blending them to walk the path concurrently. On the surface, it appeared to be the Refining God Dao, but inside, it was the Hungry Ghost Dao, making the journey surprisingly smooth.

Since no one had ever walked the Hungry Ghost Dao in human form before, he had to explore it himself. As long as he felt comfortable, he could proceed.

Cultivating Intent Concentrating, Concentrating, and Showing Soul together in the Three Souls Realm was also a necessity because, in his perception, all three were interconnected when cultivating the Hungry Ghost Dao. Only upon reaching the Fourth-tier corresponding to the Yin God Realm in Refining God could he possibly harness the power of the Hungry Ghost Dao in human form.

Therefore, up to now, no Magic from the Hungry Ghost Dao had been developed. He only forcibly enhanced his sixth sensing power using the Enchanting God drug, borrowing a bit of power he hadn't fully mastered yet, bolstered by the strength of Body Cultivation.

This was also the strongest method Yu Ziqing had discovered so far to activate the power of the Hungry Ghost Dao.

Before a fight, take a packet of Enchanting God drug.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the corpse on the ground, continuing to rub his somewhat dazed head, remembering the lesson that guy taught him at the cost of his life.

You, a mere Three Souls Realm Refining God cultivator, a Sixth-tier cultivator, although not yet at the Seventh-tier level of crushing, you're still considered a master. Why put on airs? Starting big like that, they would surely eliminate all of them immediately.

Refining God cultivators were unpredictable and hard to guard against, with many people having been overpowered by them.

Yet you acted all mighty, got slightly careless, and ended up giving them just enough time to strike.

Now, you were perfectly countered by the Hungry Ghost Dao and got killed in close combat, right?

Yu Ziqing only brought Cece and Wu Shuangge, not just selecting them randomly.

Cece opened the Despair Abyss, gaining advantageous terrain and buffs, while Wu Shuangge held the toilet bucket, ready to strike. Yu Ziqing only had to charge forward, relentlessly killing any monster he saw. He didn't need to worry about anything else.

This was the current tactic developed, simple and straightforward, well-suited for someone like Yu Ziqing, with no battle experience, yet extremely effective.

The duo especially trained together specifically to counter Refining God cultivators.

Yu Ziqing glanced at Cece, who didn't look too well, and offered her a bottle of sweet rain.

"Drink some, it'll make you feel much better."

"Young master, that guy's Yin God is still trapped in the abyss."

"No problem? He won't escape or be sensed, right?"

"No, his Yin God is also tainted and will only grow weaker. It won't be long before he'll die of Yin God exhaustion."

"That's good."

After a simple conversation, Yu Ziqing approached Su Li, whose face still bore shocked expressions that had yet to fully fade, his eyes showing complexity.

"Stop staring. This guy surely wasn't here to kill me. Outside, I have no known enemies, and with such a clear target, ambushing us here, even containing us to avoid detection, what do you think?"