C887 Cui Ying
C887 Cui Ying
It was like the night of a hundred ghosts. In an instant, numerous figures charged towards Chen Yi.
Chen Yi could not help but laugh coldly, "A lone ghost dares to meet me!?"
After his voice fell, Chen Yi did not even use the Mortal Blade. He only flicked his finger lightly on the Mortal Blade like it was made of metal.
In an instant, the sound of the blade ringing resounded through the heavens and the earth.
The souls of the deceased that were charging towards him were all destroyed by the sound of the blade at this moment.
Even if there were ten thousand ghosts charging over, even if there were ten thousand of them, how could they possibly shake a towering tree!?
Chen Yi looked at the so called attitude of the expert from the Underworld, and the ridicule in his eyes could not help but become even stronger.
In the eyes of the world, the so-called Underworld was merely a living creature that could seize souls.
In the eyes of mortals, the Underworld was indeed an extremely terrifying existence. It could determine the life and death of people, seize souls and seize souls, and even have eighteen layers of hell. It could deter living beings and understand karma.
However, to cultivators, the cultivators of the Underworld were merely cultivators that controlled death spirits, or even some cultivators that controlled death spirits to cultivate.
It could be seen that the white-faced, black-robed expert of the Underworld wasn't surprised when he'd blasted apart those dead spirits with a single strike. Instead, a trace of a cold smile appeared on his face.
When Chen Yi saw this, his brows couldn't help but twitch slightly. Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something.
The Mortal Blade shook, and then it turned around and slashed backwards.
Behind him, a humanoid creature with arms like sickles had already appeared.
The Mortal Blade collided with the sickle's arms. The sickle actually passed through the Mortal Blade and was about to slash at Chen Yi's body.
Crackle!
Lightning arcs suddenly appeared on the Mortal Blade.
In an instant, the sickle-like malicious spirit let out a miserable howl. Its arms turned into black smoke and retreated.
This scene also caused the white-faced black clothed person to reveal a shocked expression.
"The power of heavenly tribulation, how is that possible? The thunder method you control actually contains the aura of heavenly tribulation!?"
There was shock and astonishment on his face.
For an existence like him who controlled the souls of the dead, the aura of heavenly tribulation and the power of the thunder method were their greatest bane.
The experts of the Underworld had always been unwilling to become enemies with such cultivators.
Chen Yi turned around, looked at the man, and said faintly, "What? It seems that lightning techniques are able to destroy Yin and evil, and are able to suppress you all?"
The white-faced man in black retracted his shock, and looked at Chen Yi with a serious expression. "Chen Wudi, don't think that you can be so arrogant just because of a mere lightning method and heavenly tribulation energy!"
"The road to the Underworld has been opened, so we didn't do anything that would harm the heavens. Your blade won't be able to cut through the Underworld either."
"What exactly is your purpose for coming here!?"
The man spoke. Although he didn't reveal any fear, he still lowered his head slightly when he spoke.
He was only acting in such a way because of his reputation, and because of his fierce appearance.
Chen Yi noticed the man's tone and couldn't help but chuckle, "Purpose!?"
"Didn't I already tell you that coming here is to beat you all up!"
After his voice sounded, the Profound Thunder Heaven Warding Wings on Chen Yi's back suddenly shook. He suddenly stepped forward and the Mortal Blade once again slashed at the man.
The man's expression changed abruptly. However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded from within the underground residence's door.
"The people of the human world are really overbearing!"
The voice was extremely charming.
A hand lightly floated out from the gate of the Underworld, but that hand grabbed the Mortal Blade.
A trace of purple-black power appeared on the pale white finger and wrapped around it.
On the palm of the hand, there was even a talisman shining.
Chen Yi could feel that the Mortal Blade was not moving at all. He could not help but look at the woman who walked out of the door.
It was a woman with a seductive figure. Her lips were slightly red, and her eyes were filled with affection. With just a glance, Chen Yi seemed to see countless women rushing towards him.
Every woman was extremely beautiful, causing one's blood to boil.
However, no matter what kind of person Chen Yi was, just because he didn't restrain his desire didn't mean that he was lustful.
He visualized the Azure Chant and saw a green tree growing behind him. Thousands of flowers were blooming, and thousands of flowers were swaying. The rustling sound had broken the illusion.
When the woman noticed it, she could not help but reveal a surprised expression, "He actually has a technique to protect his soul. He is indeed worthy of being a disciple of the Profound Essence Sect!"
She laughed lightly and let go of the Mortal Blade.
She stood with a smile and said slowly, "I'm the Ghost Messenger Cui Ying. This is my little servant, Lu Qing."
Following his words, the white-faced man in black could not help but retreat. He lowered his head and said in a panic, "Lord Cui!"
Cui Ying ignored Lu Qing and only looked at Chen Yi.
She was less than seven feet away from Chen Yi, and their eyes met.
Suddenly, Chen Yi moved his Mortal Blade again.
Cui Ying's eyes focused. Runes lit up on her palm again. Her hands were like a pair of weapons that collided with the Mortal Blade.
Ding, ding, ding, ding...
When the saber and her hands collided, sparks unexpectedly appeared.
Chen Yi's gaze was gloomy, and it seemed as if the blade domain was about to be unleashed.
"Great cultivator Chen, if you want to display your strength, intimidate us, then you have already done it!"
"Why do you have to use all of your strength to decide a victor?"
Cui Ying noticed it, and she couldn't help but speak slowly, "Great cultivator, why don't you stop at the right time? How about I concede defeat!?"
She suddenly withdrew her hand, and her hands actually lightly descended from the sky. Her knees slightly bent as she performed a bow.
Even when the Mortal Saber slashed over, she actually didn't even raise her eyes in the slightest.
This time, the Mortal Blade stopped.
There was no force to stop it. It was only an inch above Cui Ying's head.
Chen Yi stared coldly at Cui Ying. Cui Ying's strength was even higher than Jiang Tianjun's.
He wanted to test Cui Ying's strength, and it was obvious that Cui Ying didn't give him the chance.
He slowly put away the Mortal Saber and said indifferently, "A hundred days later, Penglai Island, the Gathering of the Heavens!"
"If you don't come, I will tear down this door and flatten this place!"
After saying that, Chen Yi turned around. Cui Ying couldn't help but raise her eyes.
"Great Cultivator Chen, are you planning to use the Meeting of the Heavens to kill all the people of the lower realms?"
Cui Ying spoke, and she looked at Chen Yi as if she wanted to know the true meaning of the Allsky Meeting.
However, Chen Yi didn't pay any attention to her, and he entered the boundless white mist.
Only then did Cui Ying shake her head. She turned her head and saw Lu Qing's indignant face.
Cui Ying's eyes were cold. She gently placed one hand on Lu Qing's shoulder.
In an instant, Lu Qing let out a miserable cry. A large amount of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his face. His skin also seemed to have aged rapidly. The wrinkles on his face were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Master Cui!"
Lu Qing let out a wail of begging for mercy, as if he was begging Cui Ying to show mercy.
However, Cui Ying's face remained as cold as ever.
"If there's a next time, I'll... extract your soul and send you back to the Netherworld!"