As expected of the treasure of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Under the effects of the Celestial Master's sword, the Celestial Masters who were on the verge of collapse were able to turn the situation around!
I was elated. Even though both sides were my enemies, I was more inclined towards the Celestial Masters, who were also humans, compared to the evil sacrificial spirit.
While I was elated, the Celestial Masters didn't let down their guard. After the previous attack, all of their Taoist energy had been depleted. Some of them couldn't even support themselves and fell to the ground.
Even so, no one dared to take a deep breath. Everyone held their breaths and stared at the sacrificial spirit that was sent flying. The same question popped up in their minds.
Did we defeat him?
In the current situation, the best outcome would be to kill the sacrificial spirit. Only then would everyone be truly safe. However, no one dared to have such an extravagant hope. Everyone's biggest hope was to severely injure him so that he could escape. As long as they could preserve their lives, nothing else mattered.
In fact, the people from the Metaphysics Association had long forgotten the reason they had come.
However, it was a pity that it was just their wishful thinking.
The retreating body of the evil sacrificial spirit finally stopped. It stopped not far from me.
He was indeed severely injured. The black cloak on his body had been completely shredded by the sword energy, leaving only a few ragged pieces of cloth on his body.
Without the hood of the cloak, the evil sacrificial spirit, which had become eerie and terrifying, looked even more terrifying. Its body was covered with dried flesh and bones wrapped with inner power. Many parts of its body looked like it had been bitten by insects, with many holes. It looked like a living mummy.
What was worse was that the sword energy hadn't only shredded his cloak, but it had also left huge wounds on his body.
His mummified body naturally wouldn't bleed, but the wounds were even more obvious. At that moment, the sacrificial spirit was like a rag doll that had been baptized by a violent storm.
One and a half of his arms were missing. His right leg had been chopped off from the middle of his thigh, leaving only a bit of rotten flesh hanging on it.
Apart from that, there was an irregular large hole on his abdomen. It was much bigger than the hole that I had left on Lu Zhenyang's chest with the silver talisman. It had almost cut him in half.
If a human were to suffer such severe injuries, no matter how high their cultivation was, they would not be able to escape death.
Even if he didn't die, he shouldn't be able to fight anymore.
However, the evil sacrificial spirit was not human. He did not even look at himself. After standing still for a few seconds, he dragged his broken leg and continued walking toward the group of Heavenly Masters.
His completely broken right leg couldn't support him to walk normally, so the evil sacrificial spirit hopped over. His movements were comical, but no one could laugh. Everyone's faces were filled with fear, which then turned into despair.
Fortunately, the evil sacrificial spirit's leaping speed was far slower than before, so the Heavenly Masters were able to shake off their despair and muster their last bit of courage.
This time, Daoist Zhang was the one who spoke. He gripped the Celestial Master Sword tightly in his hand, as if he had absorbed strength from it. He suddenly straightened his body, and the despair on his face instantly disappeared. Then, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at the crowd, "I am the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the blood brother of the current Celestial Master Zhang!
I don't want to die here!
You are all outstanding figures in the metaphysics world. If you die here for no reason, who would be willing? "
After shouting, he took a few heavy breaths and said in a slightly lower voice, "I know that all of you are in the same situation as me. The Taoist Qi in your body has been completely exhausted, and you can no longer use the secret method of sacrificing your lifespan.
However, the Celestial Master Sword in my hand doesn't need Taoist Qi. It can only be activated by pure Yang Liquid! "
I don't know what pure Yang Liquid is, but when Daoist Zhang said it, almost all the Heavenly Masters looked shocked.
Daoist Zhang didn't care about their expressions at all. He gritted his teeth and recited the incantation, summoning his Yang Spirit again.
When the Yang Spirit appeared above his head, he immediately raised the Celestial Master Sword in his hand.
"With my cultivation, there are only ten drops of pure Yang Liquid in my Yang Spirit. This is not the time to cherish my cultivation. I should prioritize survival!"
After saying that, he made a few mysterious hand gestures. Then, the Yang Spirit above his head suddenly showed a painful expression on its face. It opened its small mouth and quickly spat out a drop of golden liquid.
This should be the pure Yang Liquid he was talking about.
With the appearance of this drop of golden liquid, the Yang Spirit seemed to have shrunk. The original bright brilliance on it also dimmed a lot, and even its whole body began to tremble.
Zhang Daoist Zhang's face was also extremely pale. The corner of his mouth, which was already covered with blood, had another line of blood flowing down.
However, he was not moved at all. He made another incantation gesture to activate the Yang Spirit and spat out a second drop of golden liquid.
At this time, the others also came to their senses. The first to respond was still President Gu. He was much more direct than Daoist Zhang. He shouted, "If your cultivation is gone, you can cultivate again. If you die, everything will be over. Everyone, use all your strength to activate the pure Yang Liquid. Quick!
Those who haven't cultivated the Yang Spirit can activate the pure Yang Qi! "
With his words, it seemed that everyone came to their senses. Everyone's face showed a struggle at first, then they gritted their teeth and made a decision.
Among the remaining eleven Celestial Masters, there were eight Yang Spirit Celestial Masters and six Taoist and Xuan Schools. Each of them summoned their own Yang Spirits and began to activate the pure Yang Liquid. As for the two Buddhist monks who had the cultivation of the Yang Spirit Celestial Master, a golden Buddha statue appeared above their heads. There was no golden liquid in the Buddha statue, but as they chanted scriptures, golden rings fell off one after another from the bald head of the golden Buddha statue and gathered around Zhang Daoist Zhang.
After a round of killing, there were only three ordinary Celestial Masters left. They were two from the Metaphysics Association and one from the Buddhism Association. They also tried their best. The two from the Metaphysics Association summoned the Celestial Master Seal. After making a hand gesture, a pale golden mist rose from the seal, looking like the light shadow of the Celestial Master Seal.
When the light shadow flew to Zhang Daoist Zhang's side, the two Celestial Master Seals cracked at the same time. The original brilliance disappeared, and countless fine cracks covered the entire seal.
As for the monk from the Buddhism Association, he summoned a golden bead. There was no aura rising from the bead, but the bead flew directly towards Zhang Daoist Zhang.
In just ten seconds, dozens of drops of pure Yang Liquid gathered around Zhang Daoist Zhang. Each Yang Spirit Celestial Master contributed one to ten drops. After all the pure Yang Liquid was contributed, the eight Yang Spirit Celestial Masters looked almost the same. They were thin and shriveled, almost like miniature versions of the evil sacrificial spirits. They quickly hid back into their bodies. The Celestial Masters couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground. This time, they couldn't even sit still. They all lay on the ground, looking extremely miserable.
At such a sad and solemn moment, Nangong, who was sitting next to me, suddenly burst into laughter.
Ever since he had entered the Spring Sacrifice Hall, he had been sitting cross-legged next to me with his eyes closed. He hadn't said a single word. I didn't know why, but at this moment, he suddenly made a sound.
I looked over and saw that Nangong was looking at the Celestial Masters in the distance. I didn't know how he felt my gaze, but the corners of his mouth curled into a strange smile. He seemed to be talking to me, but also seemed to be lamenting to himself. "They really put their lives on the line … After the pure Yang Liquid is used up, these people's cultivation will regress to the realm where they had just cultivated the Yang Spirit. Moreover, their future cultivation will be a hundred times more difficult … What's worse are the three ordinary Celestial Masters. The others can still cultivate again, but after the Celestial Master Seal is broken, their cultivation path will be completely severed."
Previously, from the actions of the Celestial Masters, I could feel that they had paid a huge price. However, I hadn't expected that the price would be to destroy their own cultivation path.
Cultivation was the job of every cultivator in the metaphysics world. It also represented a goal and hope.
Destroying one's own cultivation path … There was nothing crueler than this.
I didn't say anything and turned my head back. At this moment, Zhang Daozhang was still standing there with his back straight. He gripped the Celestial Master Sword tightly and stared at the evil sacrificial spirit in front of him. Once again, he chanted a spell that was as loud as thunder.
"The righteous is not evil, the one is not mixed!
The heart of righteousness, all techniques return to one! "
Following his voice, dozens of drops of golden liquid, two balls of faint golden light, and a pure golden bead seemed to be attracted by something at the same time as they surged towards the Celestial Master Sword.
In an instant, the Celestial Master Sword was like a torch that had been lit, giving off a dazzling golden light.
Countless rays of golden light shone from it, forming a huge golden sword shadow in midair.
After the sword shadow appeared, Zhang Daozhang, who had been holding on until now, blacked out and fainted on the ground.
Although he had fainted, the power of the Celestial Master Sword was displayed. The huge golden sword shadow descended from midair and charged towards the evil sacrificial spirit.