A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 213 162: Fierce Vitality Shatters Daoist Skill

Seeing the Profound Armor Divine General who is two zhang high, the tall Daoist's face turned pale with shock. This is the Six Ding Six Jia Skill that utilizes Mercury and Lead Elixir Qi to condense into form. Inside, it is far stronger than flesh and blood, and nearly impervious to blades and weapons.

How could an old dog hundreds of years old summon such a divine guardian of the Six Ding Six Jia?

"Junior brother, quickly use the Protective Talisman!"

He formed a Sword Technique with his hand, pointed forcefully, his face reddening. The Peach Wood Sword, hard as purple copper, rapidly attacked but only managed to spark a few embers.

The Profound Armor Divine General, possessing no less spirituality, was like a practitioner proficient in martial arts. Its giant hand reached out like a millstone cover, intending to grab the short Daoist and crush him into flesh.

"A mighty sun, rises in the east. Now I chant, sweep away ominousness. Those cursed shall perish, those cursed shall die. Celestial Master Zhenren, protect me by my side, slay evil, and extinguish spirit, my body shines!"

Upon hearing his senior brother's reminder, the short Daoist shook his sleeve and stepped back, clutching the two Yellow Talismans that flew out, sticking them on his shoulders respectively. Then he forced out a bright red blood bead with his tongue, dipped his finger, and activated their power.

Bang!

It sounded like thunder exploded, tiles on the roof clattered down with dust, the entire hall felt like a lone boat in a raging sea, stirring up a cloud of dust in violent upheaval.

Crack!

The massive hands of the Profound Armor Divine General forcefully grasped the short Daoist, like a heavy hammer striking a drum surface, with visible waves rippling out.

But the two Protective Talismans burst forth radiant golden light, spreading the tightened fingers, preventing them from closing.

"Senior brother!"

Even amidst the protective golden light, the overwhelming force capable of crushing hard rocky mountains into powder caused the short Daoist to bleed from his mouth and nose.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out a water-blue talisman from his sleeve, waved his hand, and spat a blood arrow, striking it directly.

"Five Thunder Envoy, Five Ding Supervisor! Sanctified in mid-air, thunder roaring! Quickly as decreed!"

Bang!

That water-blue talisman flew up and exploded in the air, akin to a dozen barrels of gunpowder igniting, instantly blowing away most of the Profound Armor Divine General's body.

Several groups of condensed Mercury and Lead Elixir Qi were scattered, enveloping the courtyard in thick smoke, emitting a pungent and intense smell.

"Water Thunder Talisman! These two rogue Daoists have some legacy origins!"

The old dog's pupils contracted. Among various Daoist Skills, the power of thunder spells is the greatest. Thunder spells are divided into five types: celestial thunder, creating all things and controlling fate; earth thunder, nourishing grain and freeing dead souls; water thunder, summoning rain and purging toxins; divine thunder, governing slaughter; altar thunder, breaking altars and temples.

If not a direct disciple of an orthodox lineage, mastering the Five Thunders Taoist Skill is impossible.

Since the short Daoist took out a last-resort Water Thunder Talisman, his identity as a descendant of Maoshan was now more confirmed.

"Junior brother, retreat quickly!"

The tall Daoist sat motionless, most of his Divine Soul thoughts attached to the Peach Wood Sword, making his body unable to move. Seeing the short Daoist's Water Thunder Talisman dispersing the Profound Armor Divine General, he quickly exclaimed:

"The Six Ding Six Jia is not so easily broken!"

Before he finished speaking, the Profound Armor Divine General, with half its body blown away, suddenly sucked in, instantly reclaiming the scattered mercury and lead gas, recovering its injuries instantly, shrinking from two zhang height to an average size of seven to eight chi.

Bang! Bang! Bang—

The Profound Armor Divine General's heavy punches battered the short Daoist's Golden Light Protective Shield, causing it to shake violently, seemingly about to shatter the Protective Talisman.

"My fate is doomed!"

The short Daoist despaired, realizing that talismans cannot be used without restriction, limited by one's own strength and cultivation.

As the saying goes, a talisman without a correct form relies on spirit through energy.

The more powerful the talisman, the more stringent the requirements.

Even the blue Water Thunder Talisman could not break the Profound Armor Divine General, today, he and his senior brother are likely to fall here.

Boom!

A great bow drawn like a full moon resounded like thunder, an Iron Arrow shot across the sky, directly penetrating the hardened body formed by mercury and lead gas!

The arrowhead seemed coated in yang blood, the large hole through the Profound Armor Divine General's chest couldn't be closed for a moment, like hot oil poured, hissing and sizzling.

"Who?"

The short Daoist, eyes wide, hurriedly placed two more Protective Talismans, stabilizing the shaky thin golden light again.

"Another expert?"

The old dog was shocked and pale. The two rogue Daoists, one wielding talismans, the other controlling swords, already made it difficult to manage, how could there be another person hiding?

This elaborate setup, running to Dayu Town specifically to suppress demons and remove evil spirits?

Are they just idle?

If not for the remarkable power of the Six Ding and Six Jia Elixir Pills bestowed by the master, it would be hard to withstand.

Boom! Boom!

A thick ink color, two more arrows shot in quick succession, like meteors, piercing through the Profound Armor Divine General's two arms, with vigorous yang energy spraying, causing its form to further disarray.

"An expert!"

The old dog urgently considered escaping over the wall but feared punishment from the master, thus focused on the tall Daoist with malicious eyes.

It bared its teeth, its powerful hind limbs thrusting, suddenly leaping seventy to eighty steps forward. Taking advantage of the moment, aiming to eliminate one person, not having that flying Peach Wood Sword would save a lot of trouble.

On second thought, if they could bring back the head of the rogue Daoist, it would also help answer the master's inquiry.

Swoosh!

The Peach Wood Sword lunged fiercely toward the Profound Armor Divine General, swiftly retracting, transforming into a red line, faster than the old dog's leap.

Only with cultivation reaching the Dao Skill Fourth Realm, achieving Spirit Communication and Manifestation, traversing day with no hindrances, can one attempt to break the barrier of life and death, advancing to Ghost Immortal, refining Magical Power.

Previously, no matter how one absorbed Spiritual Energy, it was merely for refining thoughts and strengthening the Divine Soul.

In battles, most rely on talismans, magical artifacts, and other external objects.