Moreover, the clothing worn by these two figures was exceedingly bizarre. The figure holding the white staff seemed dressed in pure white, while the figure holding the black staff wore robes as dark as ink. Both figures exuded an extremely sinister aura.
Clang... clatter...
At that moment, a massive number of pitch-black chains suddenly materialized in the space around Huang Shang's body, shaking and rattling incessantly.
"Bad! These law chains seem capable of countering me!" Huang Shang's complexion instantly changed, and he hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Ye Yunfei.
"Master Huang, stay calm. I will come to save you," Ye Yunfei responded urgently.
"It seems these Great Netherworld powerhouses have come specifically to capture Huang Shang," Hun Lao sent a mental message to Ye Yunfei.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!" Seeing Huang Shang in danger, Ye Yunfei instantly flared with rage and roared.
"Kid, you cannot save this ghost cultivator," the two strange figures ahead both revealed cold smiles. Raising their staffs of different colors on the left and right, they pointed towards Ye Yunfei.
With a deafening *boom*, Ye Yunfei felt the space he occupied instantly sealed by two bizarre energies. It was as if he had fallen into a world half white, half black, from which he could not extricate himself.
Simultaneously, an endless tide of Yin-cold aura swept over him, making Ye Yunfei feel as if his physical body and Soul Body were about to freeze solid.
With a thought, Ye Yunfei activated the Nine Yang Ancient Scripture. Five enormous golden spheres of light surged forth from within him, blazing fiercely as they rumbled forward.
At the same time, the eight chaotic god veins within his body manifested simultaneously. A vast, surging torrent of golden divine power energy erupted madly, transforming into a multitude of golden dragons.
Then, Ye Yunfei released all the different types of magical flame he had collected over the years. Each magical flame transformed into a sea of fire of a different color.
So many magical flames unleashing their power simultaneously instantly turned the space around Ye Yunfei into a boundless sea of fire.
These flames had been nurtured within Ye Yunfei's body all along, and like all magical flames, they could grow. The stronger Ye Yunfei's realm and power became, the greater their might grew.
Seeing the Yang-attribute divine energy and those magical flames Ye Yunfei unleashed, the two distinct black and white figures ahead showed slight changes in expression. For beings of the Great Netherworld like them, Yang-attribute energies were a direct counter.
"Use Wanzhuan Chaozhao against them!"
Just then, a voice rang in Ye Yunfei's soul sea – it was Senior Sword's voice.
"Wanzhuan Chaozhao!"
Without hesitation, Ye Yunfei roared and swept out the longsword in his hand, channeling all the sword energy and sword laws within him.
*Clang! Clang!...*
Instantly, every longsword in this world cluster was summoned. A dense swarm of longswords tore through the sky towards him, akin to subjects summoned by their monarch, rushing forth regardless of all else to pay homage.
The speed of these flying swords was incredibly swift. In just an instant, Ye Yunfei was surrounded by a terrifyingly dense forest of swords. The space where he stood became a complete ocean of blades.
"Good. In this moment of crisis, your sword Dao level suddenly made a breakthrough," Senior Sword's voice spoke appreciatively.
He could clearly feel that Ye Yunfei's sword Dao cultivation had instantly ascended at this moment. While it was only a slight improvement, this kind of instant breakthrough in sword Dao under duress was exceedingly valuable. It spoke to the potential of a swordsman, even pointing the way towards the legendary state where the sword heart shines with clarity, and sword intent merges with the heart's desire.
By now, Ye Yunfei was charging forward recklessly. The astonishingly dense swarm of swords around him moved with him, rapidly converging to form a single giant sword.
*BOOM!...*
This colossal sword hovered above Ye Yunfei's head, emitting a terrifying sword-qi that seemed capable of severing all existence. The two strange black and white figures blocking the path were both taken aback.
The Yang-attribute divine energy and the fearsomely scorching magical flames Ye Yunfei had unleashed already countered their own techniques and secret arts. Now, added to that was this Wanzhuan Chaozhao sword technique, its sword intent utterly dreadful. They actually dared not confront it head-on.
With a loud *crack*, the giant sword tore a massive rent through the space ahead.
"No ghost cultivator the Great Netherworld wants has ever escaped!"
Just as Ye Yunfei was charging towards Huang Shang's location at astonishing speed, another figure in a green robe stepped out from the nearby space.
This green figure held a green iron chain in its hand. With a metallic *clang*, the green chain shot through the air, coiling towards Huang Shang's Ghost Body. Huang Shang immediately felt his entire body go limp, utterly unable to resist.
"Be careful! That chain is likely a treasure of extremely high grade and specifically designed to counter ghost cultivators like you," Hun Lao promptly sent a sound transmission to Huang Shang.
*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...*
As Ye Yunfei, accompanied by the giant sword, charged forward, the space ahead seemed as fragile as tofu, cleaved open wherever he went.
"Kid, stay where you are!"
The two black-and-white figures behind simultaneously gave chase.
Their movement techniques were bizarre, swaying and staggering, appearing stiff, yet their speed was shockingly fast. In the blink of an eye, they had caught up to Ye Yunfei from behind.
The two long staffs of different colors in their hands simultaneously pointed at Ye Yunfei's back. Immediately, two distinct streams of black and white bizarre force surged forth, like two different-colored boundless oceans, flooding towards Ye Yunfei's body.
With a thought from Ye Yunfei, the nine divine beasts of the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel jointly pushed the massive totem wheel, ramming towards the two strange black-and-white figures.
At this moment, Hu Miao, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, and Hun Lao also made their moves.
"While these Great Netherworld powerhouses are here helping us, let's join forces to finish off this little bastard, Ye Yunfei!"
The old wizard and that old man had recognized the prowess of these Great Netherworld powerhouses and realized that cooperating with them might give them a chance to deal with Ye Yunfei.
Thus, the old wizard and the old man lifted their respective staffs and began frantically pounding the war drum, this time targeting Ye Yunfei.
*Dong! Dong!...*
A series of drumbeats with a bizarre rhythm rang out repeatedly. Incredibly, each drumbeat transformed into a massive illusory war drum, smashing towards Ye Yunfei.
Each beat caused one's heart and Soul Body to throb uncontrollably. The denser the drumming, the faster the hearts and Soul Bodies of the surrounding beings pulsed. Some less powerful beings lasted only a few breaths before completely collapsing, their hearts within their chests and their Soul Bodies within their soul seas madly pulsating in sync with the dense drumming, as if about to burst forth from their bodies.
Hindered by these drumbeats, Ye Yunfei's movement speed was forced to slow somewhat. The attacking illusory war drums were all slashed apart by the giant sword above his head.
However, the two black-and-white figures were also launching attacks from behind, forcing Ye Yunfei to divide his attention to cope.
*Clatter!...*
Suddenly, that green law chain whipped fiercely across Huang Shang's Ghost Body. Instantly, Huang Shang's glossy, black Ghost Body began to sizzle and smoke as if water had been dropped into a vat of boiling oil. An intense pain wrenched a scream from Huang Shang.
*Splat! Splat! Splat!*
The green law chain continued to lash Huang Shang's Ghost Body. Each strike elicited a cry of agony, and Huang Shang's Ghost Body aura weakened slightly with every blow.
That green law chain was indeed specialized for restraining ghost cultivators. Huang Shang's strength was originally formidable, but facing that green law chain, he constantly felt constrained, unable to bring his full strength to bear.
A moment later, Huang Shang's aura had dropped significantly, his power clearly severely weakened.
In desperation, Huang Shang commanded his Ghost Army and Corpse Army to charge en masse towards the green-robed figure.
But the green figure brandished the green law chain in a wide sweep. The Ghost Army and Corpse Army were like ice under the sun, dissolving and vanishing into nothingness before even touching the green chain.
At this point, Ye Yunfei was simultaneously entangled by the two black-and-white figures and the Guardian Faction's two powerhouses.
The two black-and-white figures seemed ephemeral, almost soft and weak, yet their strength was considerable.
The energy released from the long staffs in their hands could surprisingly block Ye Yunfei's various attacks. Their two staffs could even withstand the giant sword Ye Yunfei had condensed using Wanzhuan Chaozhao, preventing him from swiftly rushing to Huang Shang's aid.
Moreover, what astonished Ye Yunfei even more was that despite his continuous mental attacks and Soul Power-based martial arts targeting the soul seas of these two figures, they seemed largely unaffected.
"Just what is going on?" Ye Yunfei was taken aback. His mental attacks and Soul Power attacks had always been highly potent. Even Eighth Level Sovereign Gods would be severely hindered by Ye Yunfei's mental and Soul Power assaults. Yet these two black-and-white figures faced his relentless Soul Power and mental attacks as if they were nothing. This was a first for Ye Yunfei.
"The Great Netherworld indeed lives up to its reputation. No wonder they dare vie with the Reincarnation Sect for control over the order of worldly reincarnation," Hun Lao could not help but remark.
During the battle, Ye Yunfei continuously generated massive gales and tornadoes, driving these winds to sweep and swirl towards the green-robed figure.
However, the old wizard and the old man were desperately pounding the war drum, its booming drumbeats constantly opposing the gales and tornadoes Ye Yunfei created.
"Damn it! This little bastard's strength is terrifying. The two of us joining forces to beat this drum have only managed to achieve a stalemate with him. This war drum consumes an immense amount of divine power energy. We can't sustain this level of consumption for long! Old wizard, think of something quickly, otherwise I might be completely drained by this drum!" The old man who had brought the war drum now had a deathly pale complexion. Although he kept stuffing divine pills into his mouth, every beat of the drum drained him of a portion of his divine power. He was already feeling on the verge of collapse.
"Hold on a little longer. I sense this kid is probably in a similar state. The gales and tornadoes he's creating are so powerful; the drain on him must also be huge. Now that these Great Netherworld powerhouses have suppressed him, we should be able to finish him off soon," the old wizard said, his own consumption equally severe. But he knew this chance to suppress Ye Yunfei was hard-won. If they gave up now, Ye Yunfei would quickly turn the tide and reverse their fortune. Dealing with him afterward would be even more difficult.
"Hurry and help me hold off these guys! I must find a way to escape now. Otherwise, I risk being beaten to death," Huang Shang transmitted, having endured several more lashes from the green law chain. His Ghost Body was growing increasingly feeble, wracked by unbearable agony.