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"Blocked?"
Zhang Lingyu hovered in mid-air, his brows furrowed and his gaze piercing.
He stared at the mountain peak in front of him, shrouded in black demonic energy, his expression shifting unpredictably.
He tried to increase the power of the palm strike.
But those black arcs of electricity touched the demonic energy at the base of the mountain.
It vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
"It seems we have no choice but to use Yin Five Thunder."
Zhang Lingyu thought to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes.
He knew that Yin Wu Lei was a power he had always been unwilling to accept.
That cold, viscous, dark power that seemed capable of devouring everything.
It was completely incompatible with his personality and his spiritual practice.
But at this moment, he had no choice.
"Yin Five Thunders!" Zhang Lingyu shouted in a low voice.
Countless black, viscous liquids began to appear on his body.
These liquids wriggled and twisted in the air, as if they were alive.
Yin Wu Lei is also called Shui Zang Lei.
Its Qi body is a black, viscous liquid suspended in the air.
It is characterized by being sticky, greasy, slippery, damp, and cold.
It can penetrate everywhere, like mercury seeping into the ground.
Moreover, it is thick, murky, strange, and ever-changing.
It has the effect of sucking out bone marrow and eroding the heart and spirit.
These viscous black liquids resembled pools of rotting swamp.
It seeped continuously from Zhang Lingyu's body.
They twisted and wriggled in the air.
The strange people below stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
They never thought about it.
Zhang Lingyu, who was usually aloof, detached from worldly affairs.
They actually used such filthy and disgusting things.
In their memories.
The Palm Thunder of Longhu Mountain should be aboveboard and incredibly powerful.
How did it end up in Zhang Lingyu's hands?
Has it become so repulsive and something to be avoided at all costs?
"This...this is Yin Five Thunder?" someone asked in a trembling voice.
“That’s right, it’s Yin Five Thunder.” Someone nearby explained:
"The palm thunder of Longhu Mountain is divided into two types: Yang Five Thunder and Yin Five Thunder."
"Only those who have not lost their virginity can use Yang Wu Lei."
"Yin Wu Lei is suitable for those who have broken their physical body to cultivate."
"It seems that this spirit jade has already been deflowered."
These words immediately caused a huge uproar.
The people were talking about it.
The gaze directed at Zhang Lingyu also became complicated.
There was regret, contempt, and even schadenfreude...
"Sigh, I never expected Zhang Lingyu to go down this path," someone sighed.
"Hmph, so-called outstanding disciple of Longhu Mountain, he's nothing special after all," someone sneered.
Zhang Lingyu stood in mid-air.
He was unaware that his image had completely collapsed.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't have time to care about those things.
Because all he wants now is to destroy the mountain in front of him as quickly as possible.
At this moment, Zhang Lingyu resembled a monster shrouded in black.
He was completely immersed in that viscous black liquid.
These liquids were like his tentacles.
A series of disgusting spurts shot towards the base of the mountain.
They began to frantically corrode the demonic energy.
It makes a sizzling sound, as if it is enjoying the corrosive process.
However, it was beyond everyone's expectations.
The demonic energy did not dissipate as expected when it encountered these water-dirty lightning bolts.
On the contrary, they seem to have been infused with new vitality.
It became thicker.
It is like an indestructible barrier.
Zhang Lingyu's face showed a look of astonishment.
He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
"How could this happen?" he exclaimed in disbelief.
The mountain peaks are getting closer and closer.
The immense pressure made Zhang Lingyu feel suffocated.
He knew he couldn't go on like this any longer.
He could only land on the ground for the time being.
"It seems Zhang Lingyu has no other choice."
Seeing this, the King of Wudang was about to get up.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A figure beat him to it and suddenly soared into the sky.
Jia Zhengliang's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the mountain peak.
As he moved, the Qi around him surged.
"The art of manipulating objects from Jiajia Village?" someone exclaimed, recognizing the unique movement technique.
Jia Zhengliang sneered, not answering, but a thought flashed through his mind.
In an instant, the 188 Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath!
With a sharp whooshing sound, it shot towards the mountain peaks above.
"Tch, so-called Zhang Lingyu of the new generation of Longhu Mountain, he's nothing special!"
"It still depends on our Jiajia Village." He muttered, pursing his lips, his eyes full of disdain.
Before the words were even finished, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife had already collided with the mountain peak.
bang bang bang! ! !
The sounds of metal clashing echoed repeatedly, deafeningly loud.
However, when everyone looked on...
But to their astonishment, they discovered those immortal-slaying flying knives!
It only left shallow marks on the mountainside.
It did not budge the mountain in the slightest.
"How could this be?"
Jia Zhengliang stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief:
"My Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, it actually..."
He gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes:
"Damn it, I'm going all in! Nine hundred lives and deaths!!!"
With a loud shout, his Qi surged out like a tidal wave.
Instantly, it enveloped those immortal-slaying flying knives.
These energies, like a patina, formed a thin protective film on the surface of the throwing knife.
This makes its friction infinitely close to zero.
At the same time, the sharpness of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife also increased dramatically.
Jia Zhengliang had an idea.
The twelve throwing knives transformed into streaks of cold light once more, shooting towards the mountain peak once more.
This time, they made no sound.
It simply disappeared silently into the mountainside.
After a while.