The figure shrouded in a black robe, who called himself "White Bone Venerable," suddenly pushed his hands forward. From the billowing sleeves, black mist surged out, and one by one, ferocious ghost shadows flew out incessantly, intertwining and overlapping each other, stacking up into a semblance of arhats.

Within a fleeting moment, countless ghosts piled up, forming a ghost mountain over thirty feet tall, from which emanated waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls.

The fierce wind slammed into the ghost mountain, and under the thunderous roaring impact, the wind scattered, kicking up a sandstorm. The ghost mountain trembled violently, collapsing by more than half.

Yet, it still withstood the charged strike from the Palm Leaf Fan.

On the half-collapsed ghost mountain, numerous ghastly and terrifying ghost faces densely emerged, each one opening its distorted mouth wide, screaming and howling.

The sound was so piercing that even through the golden and silver light gate, Yuan Ming furrowed his brow.

The great array protecting his parents also vibrated with countless ripples from the wailing of the ghosts, unable to fully block the intrusion of this force.

Upon seeing this, the second split soul immediately controlled Zuo Qinghui's body to shield his parents. He formed a hand seal and faced the assault of the ghostly howls.

In just an instant, the second split soul felt a powerful impact invading, causing him a brief loss of control over his consciousness, nearly causing him to leave Zuo Qinghui's body.

Yuan Ming sensed the anomaly in the second split soul and immediately launched another attack.

The black roots protruding from the golden and silver light gate now stood upright, one on the left and one on the right, like two hands in front of the body. However, one of them was twined around a sharp cone, and the other around a large hammer, with faint sounds of "zzt zzt" electrical currents emanating from them.

"Try this," Yuan Ming called out in a low shout.

The runes on the Thunder God Hammer lit up, a glow of electricity enveloping the hammer's body, crackling and popping.

Above the sky of Guli Town, a thick layer of thunderclouds had gathered at some point, with faint traces of light flickering within.

As the root swung the Thunder God Hammer down, a thunderclap also resonated from the Nine Heavens above.

A dazzling bolt of lightning poured down from the Nine Heavens, striking the Thunder God Hammer and then smashing onto the God Bombarding Cone.

"Boom boom"

The sound of thunder roared explosively, countless bolts of lightning bursting from the tip of the God Bombarding Cone and spreading into a vast net of lightning, enveloping the ghost mountain.

"Zzzzz"

Innumerable streaks of electric light shot out, resembling fireworks blooming in the night, countless silver electric snakes scattering in all directions, penetrating the bodies of the numerous ghosts.

A true cacophony of ghostly wails and wolf howls erupted, devoid of any piercing offensive force, filled only with endless pain and lamenting.

The half-surviving ghost mountain under the Palm Leaf Fan was this time completely destroyed by the lightning, all ghosts turning to ash.

The spreading glow of the lightning didn't cease, but instead, after sweeping across the mountain, gradually fused and condensed into a brightly shining Thunder Python, which opened its maw to bite at the White Bone Venerable.

He grunted coldly and fiercely swept up his sleeve, summoning a vortex of black mist from thin air that enveloped the Thunder Python, grinding it to dust.

In the next instant, from the swirling sleeve, a withered pale hand suddenly stretched out, grabbing at the void, and a white bone sword materialized out of thin air in the palm.

The moment the bone sword appeared, an aura of deadly silence instantly spread from the White Bone Venerable, and the immense pressure characteristic of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator began to manifest undoubtedly.

"To break my Yin Sha Ghost Mountain in two strikes, you are worthy for me to use the Bone Killing Sword," said the White Bone Venerable coldly, his tone full of arrogance, as if this were a great benevolence.

Yuan Ming scoffed at this, but facing the dangerous aura now emitted by the White Bone Venerable, he dared not take it lightly.

White Bone Venerable held the sword with one hand, pointing it straight in front of him, while the other hand formed a sword technique and pressed down towards the blade.

"Clang"

A sound of the sword ringing out, a surge of pure and intense killing intent first spread around, enveloping the entire Guli Town, then began to retract, concentrating back onto the tip of the bone sword.

In an instant, Yuan Ming felt his Divine Thought cast upon it was being cleaved apart by the Bone Killing Sword.

"It's the first time I've seen such pure, focused, and powerful killing intent," Yuan Ming thought to himself.

"Kill."

Hearing a low shout from the White Bone Venerable, the long sword in his hand violently slashed out.

In the next instant, a straight line of white sword light burst forth from the Bone Killing Sword, nearly tearing apart the void, slashing towards the golden and silver light gate.

Yuan Ming was prepared for this. The Shura Blood Devouring Map immediately flew out from the light gate, revealing a figure that emerged, raising both hands high as if embracing the heavens.

Behind him, a circular sword array appeared, countless sword lights and shadows bursting out, surging towards the white sword light like a torrent.

"Clang, clang, clang"

Sounds of metal clashes rang out continuously. Sword shadows shattered and vanished the moment they touched the white sword light, yet more sword shadows continued to plunge forward like moths to a flame.

Despite the continuous onslaught of sword shadows, the descent of the white sword light remained unabated, yet the pure and intense killing intent was no longer as sharp as at the beginning.

Even the sharpest sword would dull under such intense impacts.

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As the words fell, Elder San Jue's Sword Array's power finally exhausted, and all the sword lights and sword shadows vanished.

It was at this moment that Yuan Ming's transmission resonated in the White Bone Venerable's Sea of Consciousness:

"It's enough sword intent to wear you down."

As the voice resonated, a fierce sword whistle pierced the Nine Heavens, and a majestic azure Sword Qi soared into the sky, slashing diagonally upwards like a wildfire sweeping through the heavens.

At the instant when the azure and white sword lights collided, the already weakened white sword light almost instantly shattered.

And that azure sword light, though slightly diminished in power, still charged unstoppably towards the White Bone Venerable.

Before the White Bone Venerable could recover from his shock of having his sword light annihilated, that sword light had already reached him.

In his panic, he could only hurriedly raise his sword to block.

With a sharp "clang," the White Bone Venerable's sleeve robe burst apart, and his figure uncontrollably flew backward, only coming to a stop after reaching more than a hundred yards away.

His ever-present hood fell off, revealing a face with sunken eye sockets and prominent cheekbones, filled with an expression of disbelief.

"What kind of Sword Qi is this? How can it possess such formidable power?" His grip on the sword shook uncontrollably.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Gu, how do you like my sword? Care to try again?" Yuan Ming's voice rang out again from his Sea of Consciousness, filled with a teasing tone.

Immediately, a murderous aura condensed in the eyes of the White Bone Venerable. Just as he was about to speak, his Bone Killing Sword trembled slightly, and a faint "crack" echoed from the blade.

At that, the White Bone Venerable's expression drastically changed. He took one deep look at the golden and silver light gate and the strange root tendrils poking out from it, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Following his departure, the Wu Yue Sect followers who had been causing havoc in Guli Town and all over Evergreen Island also began to withdraw.

Inside the Stealing Heaven Tripod Space, Yuan Ming, transformed into the Undying Tree, slowly retracted his extended root tendrils and also took back all the Magic Treasures.

Afterward, he closed the golden and silver light gate and reverted to human form, releasing a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was far from the effortless demeanor he had displayed before. Not only had his Divine Soul Power been significantly drained, but his Mana had also been greatly depleted.

However, fortunately, the Exterminating Immortal Sword had absorbed enough Sword Qi from the Sword Trace Rift earlier; otherwise, he might not have been able to intimidate the White Bone Venerable just now.

Seeing that the surroundings were finally safe, the Second Split Soul controlling Zuo Qinghui then lifted the Forbidden encasing the area.

Yuan Ming's parents stepped out of the Barrier, their faces turning quite pale as they saw the ruins around them.

"Who were those people?" Yuan Zuochong asked solemnly.

The Second Split Soul, having received instructions from Yuan Ming, shook its head, offering no answer.

"They came for Ming'er, didn't they?" Yuan Zuochong asked again.

The Second Split Soul thought for a moment and then nodded.

"What can we do? Those people seemed very troublesome. Ming'er won't be in danger, will he?" Yuan Mu asked, her eyes filled with worry.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming felt a pang of guilt.

Now that he had become a Nascent Soul cultivator, an existence he once looked up to, he still let his parents feel scared because of him.

Thinking this, his resentment towards the Wu Yue Sect deepened.

"Haha..."

Unexpectedly, a hearty laugh suddenly came from Mr. Yuan's mouth at that moment.

Not only did Yuan Mu get startled, but even Yuan Ming himself was taken aback.

"You, as a father, not worrying about your son but laughing here, you really are heartless…" Yuan Mu glared at him, chiding.

"Wife, these fellows must have been powerless against our son, thinking of harming us as a way to get to him. What does that indicate? It shows that our son has grown to a point where even his opponents are at their wit's end," Yuan Zuochong said with a face full of pride.

"Is it really so?" Yuan Mu was still somewhat doubtful.

"Of course, it is. Don't forget, that's the only son of myself, Yuan Zuochong, and you, my wife," Yuan Zuochong declared confidently, thumping his chest.

Seeing him say this, Yuan Mu rolled her eyes at him, the worry on her face lessened a bit, replaced by a slight smile.

Mr. Yuan put his arm around his wife's shoulders and gently patted a few times, as a gesture of comfort.

In the depths of his eyes, he carefully hid his worries and silently prayed for his son in his heart.

Yuan Ming, witnessing this scene, felt somewhat relieved but also even more guilty.

At that moment, all he could do was send his First Split Soul to replace the Second Split Soul in occupying Zuo Qinghui's body, allowing it to continue protecting his parents.

Now, the First Split Soul had advanced to the Sleep Witch Realm, with a more stable Soul Power and was significantly stronger than the Second Split Soul.