Chapter 78: Self-righteousness is like dark clouds pressing down on one's head
He hadn't absorbed much of the soul aura when he felt a Qi cultivator rushing towards him. Wang Guang secretly manipulated his magic gate, preparing to spit out the red copper sand in his mouth at any moment.
In a short while, a gust of clear wind fell into the courtyard. The clear wind dispersed and a practitioner walked out from inside. When Wang Guang saw this practitioner, he shouted: "Liedi Daoist."
"Hurry up and stop absorbing those evil spirits, or you'll lose your life." The person from the cracked earth suddenly appeared in a Taoist robe, which was magnificent with various talismans and texts on it, and there were restrictive lights flowing around it. A strong magical power emanated from it. At first glance, he seemed like a high-ranking Taoist master, but upon closer inspection, his face was full of evil spirits, with a fierce and ruthless expression.
"Boundless Heaven Venerable! Fellow Daoist, is this acceptable to you? Could it be that these things are still not enough for a cultivator like you who has split the earth?" The five layers of the Law Gate, combined with the powerful treasure in his hand, made him quite confident at this moment.
The Earth Splitting Daoist heard Wang Guang's words and frowned, displeased: "Wang Daoyou, do you think I'm deceiving you? Since that's the case, I won't bother with you either. This city full of yin spirits, absorb as many as you want, it has nothing to do with me."
"You and I agreed that today would be the end. Although you didn't help me much, it's also considered as lending a hand to me. That life-saving favor will be written off."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Earth Crack Daoist waved his Taoist robe and a gust of clear wind swept away his body, breaking through the air. Wang Guang opened his mouth to say something, but felt that the Earth Crack Daoist's words were annoying, so he coldly snorted and continued to absorb the yin spirits in the city.
This thing is really good at absorbing, after three to five hours, the yin souls and all kinds of negative emotions in the entire city were swept away by him, and the Wan Gui Hu Lu in his hand became a low-grade top-tier treasure. When it was launched, it was really windy and murderous, with the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling, and the effect of thunder and fire. It made Wang Guang look so good that he almost jumped up.
He instinctively put the gourd away and hung it on his waist, and for a moment, Wang Guang didn't know what to do. As he was pondering, he suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching him, which seemed to come from both the sky and the earth, and for a moment, he couldn't tell exactly where it was coming from.
"Isn't it the Earthsplitter who's looking for trouble and wants to get me killed?" Wang Guang suddenly remembered the words spoken by the Earthsplitter earlier, and in his anxiety, he burst into a loud curse. Not daring to stay in the city any longer, he directly spat out the Red Copper Sand, wrapped himself up, and flew towards the outer mountains and wild ridges.
He ran wildly, but the danger did not weaken in the slightest, on the contrary, it became more and more intense. Wang Guang was greatly shocked, like a headless fly flying around randomly. He vaguely heard someone shouting behind him, but at this time, he didn't dare to stop and listen carefully. Unbeknownst to him, his confused mind made a fool of himself, and almost cost him his life.
But he said that this fellow rushed all the way, and didn't know how long he flew, feeling that he really couldn't avoid the danger, so he chose a high mountain, sat cross-legged on it, and began to transport his magical powers, slowly recovering his strength. "Which Taoist friend is against me? I am a Qi practitioner of Qingfeng Mountain's One Qi Sect. If there is anything wrong, please tell me clearly, don't secretly pursue and kill me."
The words had barely left his mouth when there was no response for half a day. This guy took out the gourd and placed it on his head, pinched the law decision to move the law treasure.
A burst of black smoke shot out from the gourd, and the black smoke soared into the sky, then fell down like a fountain, surrounding him. In the black smoke, white skulls rolled and howled, making Wang Guang feel that the danger had lessened by half.
Having made his move, and still seeing no one come out, Wang Guang knew that his opponent was able to remain calm. So he thought for a moment, and didn't make any rash moves, but instead stayed on the mountain peak for three days and three nights. During this time, he felt danger getting closer and closer, if it wasn't for the fact that he had tempered his mind from his years of experience in the jianghu, who knows when he would have already collapsed into madness?
On the fourth day at dawn, Wang Guang had just absorbed a wisp of purple energy to temper his own magical powers. Before he could continue to move the magic gate to increase his magical powers, he suddenly discovered a dark cloud gathering above his head. The cloud was about three to five zhang in size and pitch black. It was only then that he felt the unrelenting danger surrounding him, all converging into the cloud and pressing down on him.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable!" Seeing the enemy appear, Wang Guang let out a cold hum as his worries disappeared. The reason was that he wasn't afraid of enemies who revealed themselves in plain sight, but feared those who hid in the shadows. As the saying goes, there are thieves for a thousand days, but no one can guard against them for a thousand days.
He shouted the command, and the copper sand flew towards that cluster of dark clouds. The cloud was only tens of meters away from his head, and the copper sand should have arrived instantly, but unexpectedly, it spun around in mid-air, unable to move upwards at all.
He was shocked by the sight, and this fellow hastily beckoned to collect the red copper sand. After that, he spread his feet and ran far away in a flash of smoke. This breath ran for seven or eight hundred miles, and when he looked up, the dark clouds were still chasing after him relentlessly.
"Why so much fuss? If you want to kill, just kill!" Wang Guang was furious, jumping up and down, shouting at the top of his lungs. He hoped that after a good scolding, the person hiding in the dark clouds would come out and engage in a fair fight with him. This way, he wouldn't have to continue enduring the unknown danger.
The idea was good, but after a round of scolding, the dark clouds didn't budge, and even when strong winds blew by, they still didn't waver, as if they were King Wang's treasure from birth.
In a fit of rage, he manipulated the Wan Gui gourd to attack the dark clouds above his head. Unexpectedly, thousands of white skulls were stuck in mid-air and couldn't get close. He then used the Yin Lei divine power, but none of his methods could approach the dark clouds. For a moment, this guy forgot about fear and was only cursing at the people in the dark clouds for teasing him.
After walking and scolding for a day and night, he thoroughly lost his temper. After thinking about it, he remembered the words of Liedi Daoist. So, gritting his teeth, he turned around and flew towards the Tianyu Imperial City to ask Liedi Daoist why he didn't let him absorb those vengeful spirits' resentment.
All the way without a word, after he returned to the Tianyu Imperial City of the Heavenly Feather Dynasty, the scene in front of him suddenly shocked him. He saw that hundreds of black clouds had gathered above the entire imperial city. The smaller ones were only three or five feet in diameter, while the larger ones were seven or eight zhang (about 23-26 meters) or even over ten zhang in size. Upon closer inspection, he saw that under each black cloud was a Qi-refining warrior.
Either male or female, either old or young. Some stand still on the spot, while others squat on the ground drawing circles. Some whisper to their companions in similar situations, while others hold beautiful women and indulge in food and drink. There are also those who wander wildly in the city, in short, all kinds of strange and bizarre images can be seen.
These practitioners saw Wang Guang enter the city without saying a word, and each continued with their own affairs. Before Wang Guang could even approach to strike up a conversation, the Splitting Earth Sect's master from afar sensed his aura and came searching for him.
"You didn't listen to me, and now you're suffering the consequences." The crack in the ground was surrounded by a black cloud dozens of feet high, and most of the more than ten Qi-refining cultivators following him had similar clouds above their heads, with the smallest being at least seven or eight feet in diameter. Their faces all looked unpleasant. Those without black clouds above their heads looked at Wang Guang with sympathetic expressions, opening their mouths as if to say something but not speaking.
"Vast Heaven Venerable! I dare ask, fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this dark cloud above our heads?" Wang Guangyan chuckled and felt a bit embarrassed. However, this guy was thick-skinned, and his embarrassment disappeared in an instant, opening his mouth to ask about his most pressing concern.
"Alright! I won't hide it from you either, this dark cloud on top is a fatal thing, now you know?"
" Fellow Daoist, please enlighten me." Wang Guang involuntarily rolled his eyes, but thinking of the actions of Li Di Daoren a few days ago, he suddenly felt ashamed again. He now absolutely believed that Li Di Daoren's obstruction of his absorption of yin souls was related to the dark clouds above his head.
"You don't have to be ashamed either. Although I, the master, am prone to killing, if I take a liking to someone and they don't harm my life, I will definitely try my best to help." Lidi Dao Ren let out a cold hum, but his face didn't seem to show much anger.
"I heard from the Sect Master that the dark clouds above are a punishment from heaven and earth for us, because we have a bloodthirsty nature. Today's disaster is to help us pass through. If we can get through it, there might be some benefits. But if we can't, our souls will scatter and that will be the end." Lidi Dao Ren said in a deep voice.
"Boundless Heaven Venerable! You wouldn't dare strike us with lightning, would you?" Upon hearing this, Wang Guang was shocked and lost his composure. The words of the Earth Cracking Daoist had reminded him of a mural he saw on a stone wall when he was wandering in the Blood Fiend Abyss back then.
The mural depicts someone killing millions, with blood flowing like a river. Later, dark clouds gather above his head, and lightning strikes from the dark clouds to slash him. Finally, the mural shows that person being struck by lightning and turned into a puff of flying ash, dispersing between heaven and earth.
The man from the crack in the ground looked at Wang Guang with a slightly surprised expression, then nodded and said: "It's true that lightning falls from dark clouds. We escape to where it strikes. There is no other way except to endure."
Wang Guang listened and his head spun, almost falling over.
"Isn't it that the Taoist friend is afraid of not succeeding?" A cultivator on the side spoke up. Wang Guang looked over and saw that the man was wearing the outer sect disciple robes of the Qi Sect, but his aura was already incredibly thick, probably about to condense a golden elixir and become an elixir master.
"I've never been afraid, I just don't understand why this dark cloud is attacking us instead of those who are looking for trouble." The man waved his hand with a flourish, pointing at several cultivators who didn't have dark clouds above their heads and said in a low voice.
"At first, I was also puzzled. Later, after carefully inquiring with everyone and getting guidance from the master and sect leader, I finally understood the origin of this dark cloud on our heads." Lidi Dao Ren smiled wryly. Seeing Wang Guang staring at him intently, he continued slowly: "Those who have killed too many will have a dark cloud pressing down on them. The thicker one's spiritual power is, the earlier the dark cloud will press down. Those alchemists in our sect have already suffered from the dark cloud and been struck by lightning. Today it's our turn."
"Could it be that Dan Shi has died?" Wang Guang's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't speak for a long time before asking.

