Chapter Sixteen: Mountain Trends

  A low hum sounded, and the fog seemed to come alive at this moment, pouncing on his "circle". The intense water-elemental energy danced around him, making Wang Guanlan feel very uncomfortable. On his "circle", as the water-elemental energy continued to seep in, the green flames gradually dissipated.

  Wang Guanlan's brain quickly turned around, and his internal energy was good, but he couldn't use it lightly. If he wanted to use it, he could only do so when the outcome of the battle was certain. Now, it seemed that the only thing he could use was magic, or rather, the power of his soul.

  He mastered three spells, but now they seem to have little use. What about the power of divine soul?

  Under the influence of the One Thought Births All Dharmas symbol, his spiritual power is stronger, thicker and more refined than that of ordinary practitioners, but it is also limited in its strength. A few basic techniques for manipulating spiritual energy can deal with ordinary people or warriors, but against fellow practitioners, they are a joke.

  So, there is only one item left!!!!!

  Wang Guanlan's mind flashed back to the scene he saw in the Chi Huo Yan Long flag that day, the demon beast Yuan Hai and Han Bing Yao's hand at the time presented a posture, that strange, like a mountain-like defense.

  Mountain range!!

  Of course, Wang Guanlan did not know that this move was called "Mountain Style", but it did not prevent him from displaying it.

  In the fog, the onmyouji stared quietly at Wang Guanlan, as if a poisonous snake hiding in the depths of the grass, waiting for the moment when Wang Guanlan's "circle" lost its special effect, and then he would take him down with one move.

  "This little brat seems to have some background, but for the sake of the hetero flame, even if he is the son of King Ning, I will still kill him without hesitation!!" The Oni Master stretched out his crimson tongue and licked his dry lips due to excitement, "A second-rate mage, how can you possess a treasure like the hetero flame seed?!"

  At this time, no one noticed that a faint black smoke rose from behind a thick withered tree not far away. After the smoke churned for a few times, it condensed into the figure of a thin and cunning middle-aged man. The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, watching the scene in front of him with great interest, and exclaimed in admiration in his heart.

  "How interesting, it's actually a fourth-order Onmyodo master. No wonder he wanted to steal someone else's divine soul power. It turns out he was going to use this yin hole to cultivate a vengeful spirit! With just one glance, he saw through the Onmyodo master's original plan. 'But how did things become like this? Let me see... is that a 'circle'? Why is it emitting green light? Wait, what is that...!"

  A middle-aged man stared intently at Wang Guanlan's "circle", emitting a green, oily glow. "It seems to be, it seems to be the spark of a strange fire. Why does this spark give me such a familiar feeling? Why would this spark appear on my good nephew's body?" He couldn't figure it out, but then another thing happened that left him even more stunned.

  "It's a mountain!!"

  Watching Wang Guanlan being forced into a desperate situation under the fog, thinking if it's time to make a move, Wang Guanlan instead adopted a defensive stance that almost made him jump up.

  Mountain range!

  Still as a mountain!

  "This move, he must have learned it from somewhere, no, should be seen from somewhere, although some are not quite right, but the essence of that momentum is indeed mountain momentum, how could he have had the opportunity to see someone perform this momentum!" Wu Yutang's original playful expression turned serious, and once again, he scrutinized his little nephew with an unusual gaze, "It seems, really has some secrets I don't know about!"

  He didn't say that he was here to see his nephew, but rather that the Royal Ghost Master had seen the dense and intense Water-Elemental Energy surrounding him, which had already dissolved the Flame Light that had engulfed Wang Guanlan. His gray robes spread out once again, silently and quietly covering Wang Guanlan.

  But just as the grey robes were about to envelop Wang Guanlan, a mountain-like pressure suddenly reversed and pressed back.

  The gray cloak of the Onmyodo master swooped down towards Wang Guanlan, but the result was not as he had imagined. As the gray cloak touched Wang Guanlan's "round" body, a terrifying aura like a mountain rebounded back, and the cloak fell as expected, covering Wang Guanlan's body, but it did not cause any harm to him.

  Huī máo is a mid-grade artifact, an artifact that is mid-grade. To exert the power of this mid-grade artifact, the only way is to manipulate it with the power of one's divine soul, and then unleash it. The power of the divine soul and Huī máo combine in one place, simultaneously enveloping Wáng Guān Lán.

  Wang Guanlan, in order to protect himself, set up the Mountain Formation. He didn't know the details of the formation, but he felt that this defensive formation should be very effective. However, he also didn't expect it to be so effective. The unlucky Onmyodo master felt like a bull charging forward, and he crashed into a huge boulder. Whether the boulder cracked or not, he didn't know, but he himself almost got knocked out.

  It was precisely because he had fainted that the gray robe, although it had fallen onto Wang Guanlan's body, did not have any other effects apart from its own cold aura. Wang Guanlan also keenly sensed this point, and even felt the effect of his own momentum rising up.

  When he struck that strange pose, he felt his spirit solidify in an instant, turning into a massive boulder, a huge, sturdy, and enormous rock.

  At the moment when the gray cloak fell, it brought a slight shock to this stone, but for this giant stone, this impact was nothing. The gray cloak fell on his body, and he didn't care about it, but instead, in the first time, he gathered all his internal energy, divine soul, formed a sharp knife gas, and slashed towards the direction where the gray cloak came from.

  A faint gleam of light flashed, passing through the Onmyodo's body, and he stiffened instantly.

  A cold air flashed across his body, and the onmyouji only felt a coolness sweeping through his body. His heart was first startled, and then he felt a sudden drowsiness rushing in. His body swayed twice.

  "Not...!" A thread of surprise flashed through his mind, but unfortunately, this thread of surprise was the last thought of his life.

  A strange power was hidden in the knife's aura, and as it swept across his body, it also brought about the extinction of his consciousness.

  Ksitigarbha's Vow Sword

  This time, Wang Guanlan was determined to strike a fatal blow, no matter how injured he was, and kill the Onmyodo master without giving him any chance to turn the tables.

  He did it.

  However, after this knife was released, Wang Guanlan's injury was pulled again. The body that had already recovered 60% originally returned to the state before liberation in an instant, and the spirit also seemed to be emptied after releasing this knife, softening and almost falling to the ground.

  At this moment, a strange thing happened again. A faint green flame emerged from his brow and suddenly pounced on the corpse of the Onmyoji, which was divided into two pieces. The original faint green flame was only the size of a soybean, but when it appeared above the Onmyoji's corpse, it suddenly expanded and formed a large green fire cloud, just like an ordinary flame encountering a flammable substance, burning more and more fiercely, the greener it became. Gradually, the shape of the flame also began to change.

  Wang Guanlan's memory of the earth treasure knife not only made him more injured, but also drained all his spiritual power. If he wanted to recover, he would need at least several dozen days of rest. However, as the green flames burned slowly, Wang Guanlan's spiritual power actually recovered gradually.

  "Hmm, this is——!"

  Although the wounds on his body were still severe, once his spiritual power recovered, his mind naturally cleared up.

  King Guanlan slightly raised his head, initially still somewhat perplexed. However, when he felt the pure spiritual power emanating from the green flames, constantly flowing and unending, he suddenly understood.

  This is the green flame burning the divine soul of the Onmyodo master.

  Under Wang Guanlan's Di Zang Ben Yuan Dao, the consciousness of the Onmyodo Master, the spark of divine light deep within his soul had been extinguished, completely transforming into pure spiritual energy. And this azure-colored strange fire seed originally had a major characteristic, which was to devour spiritual energy to strengthen itself.

  And this Royal Ghost Master's rank is four ranks higher than that of the Artisan, and his spiritual power is naturally much stronger than Wang Guanlan's. For this blue flame, it is undoubtedly a great tonic.

  Even because this flame had just taken shape, for a while it was unable to digest such a powerful divine soul's power, and thus it also benefited the divine soul of Wang Guanlan, who had already merged with the emerald fire. The strong divine soul of the Onmyoji, after being refined by the emerald fire, transformed into pure and clean divine soul energy that surged into Wang Guanlan's sea of consciousness, quickly filling up his originally dry sea of consciousness.

  As a result, Wang Guanlan appeared in this strange state now, his physical injuries had been exhausted to the extreme, but his spiritual soul was extremely excited. Even in the flow of consciousness and divine soul power, Wang Guanlan felt that the river formed by the original divine soul power was gradually expanding, with the continuous influx of divine soul power, the speed of this river's flow was getting faster and faster, soon filling up his sea of consciousness, but it was still not enough, after the sea of consciousness was filled, there were still endless divine soul powers pouring in.

  "This is not a good thing!" Wang Guanlan clearly felt that his sea of consciousness was starting to show signs of swelling, like a balloon, the gas inside had already reached its limit, but still didn't stop blowing air in, resulting in only one outcome: bursting the balloon completely. However, Wang Guanlan couldn't stop this influx of divine souls at this time, because the culprit was the blue flame, although it had merged with his soul, he still couldn't fully control it, especially now that it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, wanting to extinguish this big fire wasn't an easy task.

  "This exorcist's strength is far above mine, and who knows how much more divine soul power will surge in. If this continues, my sea of consciousness will really be burst!" Wang Guanlan knew that continuing like this was not a solution, but facing the current situation, he didn't have many means at his disposal. In fact, there was only one - the Yuanchen Spiritual Technique. The Yuanchen Spiritual Technique was a method for cultivating divine soul power, and it not only had the effect of enhancing divine soul power, but also tempering it. Tempering divine soul power was like forging iron, repeatedly hammering away to remove all impurities from the divine soul power. Of course, tempering the spirit wasn't just about removing impurities, but also about making the divine soul more compact and increasing its quality. What Wang Guanlan was doing now was using the Yuanchen Spiritual Power with all his might, hammering at his divine soul like metal, compressing the originally enormous divine soul power further and further, in order to reduce the pressure on his sea of consciousness.