Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 164: I Will Commit Master-Slaying!!!

"Evil Daoist!"

Chen Huangpi ground his teeth, his eyes filled with killing intent.

The one he detested and hated the most was precisely this Evil Daoist.

Yet that Evil Daoist jokingly teased: "Huangpi'er, haven't you always wanted to see Master? Now that Master has come, why are you putting on this posture?"

"Shut your mouth!!"

Chen Huangpi said angrily: "You are nothing more than a manifestation born from a segment of memory related to my Master; you are fundamentally not my Master!"

"Why am I not?"

The Evil Daoist feigned confusion, spreading his hands and saying: "Your First Master wears a purple robe, your Second Master wears a white robe, and your Third Master wears a green robe. Could it be that this Poor Daoist, wearing a black robe, cannot serve as your Master?"

"They can be the Master, but this Poor Daoist cannot?"

The Evil Daoist wore a black Daoist robe.He also looked exactly the same as Chen Huangpi's Master.

But he called himself the Evil Daoist.

Instead of Chen Huangpi's Master, Chen Shidao.

"I won't waste words with an evil spirit like you."

Chen Huangpi said coldly: "Hand over that drop of my blood and the High God of Broad Vision, and I can still give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes, throwing you into the green onion fields to serve as fertilizer."

Back then, when Chen Huangpi entered the Fox Mountain God's memory.

He encountered this Evil Daoist.

At that time, he was tricked out of a drop of fresh blood by the Evil Daoist.

The latter consequently jumped out of the Fox Mountain God's memory and became an extremely bizarre and wicked existence.

Later on, this Evil Daoist hid inside the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and furthermore slaughtered deities to conceal the connection between that drop of blood and Chen Huangpi.

If it were only these things.

Chen Huangpi actually wouldn't hate the Evil Daoist that much.

The crux of the matter was that this Evil Daoist claimed to be his Master, and had even transformed the High God of Broad Vision into an evil spirit.

Both of these actions were things Chen Huangpi absolutely could not accept.

At this moment.

The expressions of the Fox Mountain God, the Life-reaping Ghost, and that shadow evil spirit were extremely panicked and frightened.

The shadow evil spirit had never seen the Evil Daoist.

Nor had it seen the Guanzhu, so it didn't know precisely what kind of existence the Guanzhu was.

But figuring that Chen Huangpi was already this heaven-defying.

Then his Master must definitively be an existence powerful to the extreme limits.

For this Evil Daoist right before its eyes to dare claim to be Chen Huangpi's Master, and to deliberately show himself swaggering with such confidence, he must definitely possess tyrannical methods to protect himself; otherwise, he absolutely wouldn't act like this.

And the Life-reaping Ghost and Fox Mountain God were different.

Although these two had similarly never seen the Evil Daoist before.

The Fox Mountain God was aware that this Evil Daoist was formed from a memory related to the Guanzhu back when the Fox Mountain God was still just a statue.

If they truly got down to calculating it, it itself was still...

Still a mountain god.

"Chen Huangpi, you be careful."

The Fox Mountain God secretly transmitted a message: "The Guanzhu's Daoist robe has already flown back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and this Evil Daoist is so bizarre and wicked. You absolutely must not underestimate him. If worst comes to worst, we run."

Chen Huangpi didn't say a word.

How could he possibly run?

New grudges and old hatreds were laid out right before his eyes, and furthermore, his own power was so formidable right now.

Could this Evil Daoist still possibly be his match?

He was merely formed from a segment of memory.

In such a brief amount of time, even if he possessed some peculiarities, just how strong could he possibly have gotten?

One must realize, the Magic Tree was a Calamity. It had been imprisoned inside the Kidney Temple for so long and nourished by the black smoke, yet it still hadn't metamorphosed into a Misfortune.

No matter how many methods the Evil Daoist had, Chen Huangpi was not afraid to face off against him.

As if seeing through Chen Huangpi's thoughts.

The Life-reaping Ghost said in doubt and shock: "Contract Master, are you certain this is truly the Evil Daoist? And not a different Guanzhu?"

This Evil Daoist gave the Life-reaping Ghost an incredibly grotesque and bizarre feeling.

He looked exactly identical to the Guanzhu, and the tone of his speech was also extremely similar.

If one had to point out any differences, it would be that the color of the Daoist robe was different.

And also that the Guanzhu couldn't leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Yet this Evil Daoist entered and exited freely.

Chen Huangpi rebuked in a low voice: "A Gui, you've been bewildered by him. Master is omnipotent, Master is a Dao Lord. He is nothing more than an evil spirit formed from a memory related to Master; how could he possibly be mentioned in the same breath as my Master?"

Speaking up to here, Chen Huangpi then turned to the Evil Daoist and said coldly: "My patience is limited. Hand over my blood and the High God of Broad Vision; otherwise, I will slaughter you right now."

"Huangpi'er, you disappoint Master very much."

The Evil Daoist sighed and said: "Master and you treat each other like father and son, yet you open and close your mouth constantly talking about killing Master. Do you also want to copy others and be a Master-slaying, treacherous disciple?"

"Where has your filial piety gone?"

"Are you even worthy of talking to me about filial piety!?"

Chen Huangpi patted his chest and said coldly: "Master endured every hardship to raise me; I naturally will act with filial obedience towards him. But you are not my Master. If I kill you, Master will only clap his hands and cheer, saying I did right to kill you."

"Because your sins are monstrously great and exceedingly wicked!"

"Oh?"

The Evil Daoist said in surprise: "What crimes does Master possess?"

Chen Huangpi said: "You devoured deities within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, causing those remnant commoners to be bereft of protection. You have caused profound harm to others and committed a multitude of wicked deeds."

"The High God of Broad Vision finally managed to recover its divine intellect after much difficulty, yet you turned it back into an evil spirit again. This adds an even greater crime on top of your existing ones."

"And your greatest crime, is turning into the appearance of my Master."

"Ah, Master understands."

The Evil Daoist sneered: "Now that your strength is extraordinary, you put yourself haughtily on a very high pedestal. Because you killed that Song Yuzhang, you feel you are executing the Heaven Dao, that you can unbridledly act as a judge to pass sentence upon others."

"So what if I am?"

Chen Huangpi strode forward in grand steps, walking toward the Evil Daoist.

Behind his back, the hands formed by the Magic Tree and the Yama's shadow quietly formed the Soul-Slaying seal.

Just killing the Evil Daoist like this simply wouldn't vent his anger adequately.

He had to kill the Evil Daoist's divine soul, turning him into a walking corpse.

And then fiercely torture him; only like this could he vent that foul breath of anger.

The Evil Daoist, however, shook his head, saying somewhat disappointedly: "Huangpi'er, an adept swimmer drowns in the water. Right now you rely on your power to act fiercely; if you encounter a person stronger than you, you will suffer a massive, disastrous fall."

Chen Huangpi said arrogantly: "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

"You stand within Huang Er's lamplight, so you are trapped by the Escape-One Divine Light."

"I am strong, and you are weak. If I am relying on my power to act fiercely, just what can you do about me?"

Right at this point.

A fierce light flashed in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

The reason he wasted words with this Evil Daoist was precisely to find an opening.

Just as the saying goes, a lion uses its full strength even when wrestling a rabbit.

Now that this Evil Daoist was stalled by his rhetoric, the seal for the Soul-Slaying technique was already formed. It was exactly the time to deal with this Evil Daoist.

"Die for me!"

Chen Huangpi let out an explosive shout. Behind his back, the hands composed of the Magic Tree and the Yama's shadow formed a bizarre Daoist seal and charged toward that Evil Daoist with murderous intent.

The Soul-Slaying technique was formless, immaterial, and without phase/appearance.

The moment it was executed, the surroundings plunged into utter deathly silence.

Looking at that Evil Daoist again, his expression instantly turned entirely rigid.

His eyes, furthermore, became hollow and devoid of spirit.

"Laughable!"

Chen Huangpi smiled disdainfully: "I thought since you dared to show yourself, you had some incredible, unbelievable methods. At the end of it all, it turns out I overestimated you; you couldn't even withstand a single blow."

He rendered an evaluation upon the Evil Daoist.

However, Chen Huangpi did not slacken his guard because of this.

On the contrary, he became even more vigilant.

Clapping his hands together, billowing black smoke instantly pounced toward that Evil Daoist's physical shell.

Yet, that black smoke pounced on empty air.

Where the smoke passed, where was there any trace of the Evil Daoist's figure?

Clearly, it had merely been a phantom all along.

"Huangpi'er, you've gained a scheming mind."

The Evil Daoist's voice resounded from all directions: "It seems that during this period of time, you've learned quite a bit from ruthlessly and fiercely fighting with others. It's just that your Soul-Slaying technique was originally the starting stance of Master's Life-Slaying Sword Formula to begin with. Trying to use it to deal with Master is really taking things too much for granted."

Hearing these words.

Chen Huangpi was not vexed.

Although the Soul-Slaying technique was powerful, it specialized in slaying divine souls. This Evil Daoist was merely formed from a segment of memory related to Master.

Whether the other party possessed a divine soul or not wasn't even certain.

His attacking like this, his adopting such a posture—everything was merely a probe.

"Playing the devil and acting mysteriously!"

Chen Huangpi stretched out a finger, pointing at the Nine Nether God Lantern: "Huang Er, force him to show himself!"

"Guanzhu, delicious!"

The Nine Nether God Lantern roared with a ferocious, malicious smile: "Eat Guanzhu, eat Huangpi, eat eat eat!"

As its words landed.

That black sun frantically bloomed with brilliance.

Even more black evil fire burned toward a single direction like crashing thunder and flashing lightning.

This black evil fire was lamplight.

Wherever the lamplight illuminated, the evil fire would accompany it.

"Found you!"

Chen Huangpi suddenly looked toward a particular spot. With eyes glaring angrily, he used all his strength to command that arm of the Headless Yama's shadow—that single arm being parasitized by countless Calamity Eyes—to fiercely slap down upon the location where the Evil Daoist was.

BOOM...

This single strike shook the earth and swayed the mountains.

The ground was forcibly shattered, cracking open into countless fissures.

Even the space distorted along with it.

That arm was originally incomparably gigantic; slapping down fiercely right now, it truly was as terrifying as heavenly might.

However, Chen Huangpi's expression turned extremely distressed and unsightly.

"How could it be like this..."

Even though he was merely commanding the shadow of the Headless Yama, and furthermore only a single arm of it.

The Headless Yama was a mighty powerhouse in the Underworld Yellow Spring, ranked just below the Yin Emperor.

Ordinary immortals were fundamentally not its match.

Just the shadow alone surpassed a powerful evil spirit like a Misfortune by an unknown number of tiers.

By logic, under a single strike.

That Evil Daoist ought to have been turned to fine powder right on the spot.

But the reality was, Chen Huangpi felt that when this palm landed, the Evil Daoist received fundamentally not even half a speck of damage.

"Huangpi'er, you truly disappoint Master."

When the dust and smoke dispersed, that Evil Daoist revealed himself once again. Utilizing a tone that was half-smiling, half-mocking, he said: "Master once taught you: when the fake is treated as real, the real also becomes fake. It seems you treated those words like wind passing by your ears."

"You, are you truly able to see Master?"

"My Calamity Eyes can see through falsehoods!"

"Eyes can deceive people."

The Evil Daoist walked toward Chen Huangpi. Everywhere he passed, black evil fire burned, but no matter what, when those evil fires pounced onto his body, they all pounced into empty air, as if he simply did not exist.

"You see much."

"But what you cannot see is even more."

"Come, take a good look and see where Master truly is."

Chen Huangpi's expression changed slightly.

He worked hard to spur the Calamity Eyes, worked hard to command the Nine Nether God Lantern to emit light.

But none of it was any use.

He couldn't see exactly where this Evil Daoist was.

Because no matter how he looked, the Evil Daoist was right in front of him.

"Humans possess two eyes, capable of observing the four directions."

As the Evil Daoist walked, he said: "But the power of sight has its limits. Believing too much in your eyes, is just like believing too much in your power. The more you rely on it, the more you will be influenced by it."

"If you wish to distinguish the true from the false, you must observe with your heart."

"Huangpi'er, Master asks you one more time: Can you truly see Master?"

Chen Huangpi ignored everything.

Sword qi, Magic Tree, shadow, evil fire, black smoke, Calamity Eyes.

All his power was blasted toward that Evil Daoist with killing intent.

He attempted to obstruct the other party's footsteps.

Yet from beginning to end, the Evil Daoist was not influenced by the slightest bit, just like that, stepping by step, walking until he was right in front of Chen Huangpi.

"Huangpi'er, if you still cannot see, this body of flesh and blood of yours... Master is going to take it away."

The Evil Daoist's expression was disappointed, yet his tone leaked cruelty.

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said: "You are right before my eyes!"

The Evil Daoist said: "Truly?"

"My heart will not deceive me!"

A multitude of thoughts bubbled up in Chen Huangpi's mind, but eventually, they all firmed into resolve: "When the fake is treated as real, the real also becomes fake—it's because my heart was not resolute enough, which is why you were able to use these kinds of methods to influence me! But now my heart is unshakeable; you cannot deceive me!"

Having spoken, Chen Huangpi slapped the Soul-Hooking Manual.

The Void-Piercing Sword automatically flew out.

Chen Huangpi gripped the sword hilt, and facing that Evil Daoist, he drew the sword and slashed downward.