Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 1009: The Sound of the Twilight Drum

On the Seven Stars Altar, cold winds were howling.

The spiritual power in Ou Yangming’s body was surging non-stop, and his Qi was as smooth as one. The spear-light pierced through the air. It seemed ethereal but there was a hidden sharpness to it as it stabbed toward the black head! After he understood the meaning of the spear, the spear techniques that he used had a faint trace of the path conception. He could often cause thunder in silent places, and it had unexpected effects.

“Boom...” The spear-light emitted a seven-colored glow that changed continuously. Layer after layer, circle after circle, it was as if the glow was changing rapidly according to the colors of red, orange, yellow, and green. The multicolored glow was boundless, and it was beautiful.

Wherever it passed, it left behind a white crack that was about 3 meters wide. At the same time the spiritual Qi exploded, air currents reversed and wherever they passed, life was cut off.

The black head only managed to block the spear-light for 3 breaths before it collapsed. Once again, it turned into countless red threads that drifted in the air.

When Ou Yangming saw this, the malevolence on his face grew stronger. He looked around.

He looked around, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. What... Was wrong? He had sensed that something was wrong with his state at the moment. After entering the states of the thoroughly meticulous and the connection between Heaven and man, his mind should be calm at all times.

Who knew, his spiritual world was actually occupied by ruthlessness and indifference. In the past, this would have been impossible.

This was because entering those states were equivalent to becoming one with the world. Any subtle change would not be able to escape from his senses.

Of course, if it were not for the timely warning of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, Ou Yangming would not have noticed this. He would have sunk deeper into it and been drowned inside. Therefore, when he noticed his strange state, he continued to question himself.

All of a sudden, a bright light flashed in his mind. He subconsciously looked at the black stone tablet under the altar. His eyes revealed a dazed look. He was muddle-headed and had lost his spirit just like a puppet that had been manipulated.

Nonetheless, Ou Yangming’s heart was clear.

“As expected! As expected, it’s because of this stone tablet!” He muttered to himself.

It turned out that when his fingers swept past the black stone tablet, he had fallen into an illusion. Whether it was the names on the stone tablet or the small hole that was buried deep in the yellow sand, they were all part of the illusion. It was to stop him from beating the Twilight Drum.

Ou Yangming did not hesitate at all. He immersed himself in the illusion and thought, ‘Illusory is real, but realness isn’t illusory. Whether it’s real or an illusion, it’s all within my thoughts.’

This was the true meaning of illusion that he had comprehended in the secret realm left behind by Xu Junqing in the Forest of Death.

The confusion in Ou Yangming’s eyes disappeared, and his eyes became bright. He lifted his right foot and took a step forward. With this step, even the sky started to shake. All sorts of illusions disappeared. He looked at the pile of heads in front of him and muttered to himself.

It was then the mists above the altar surged and began to shake violently.

The names on the black stone tablet were especially distorted like a tadpole. They condensed and turned into a black shadow. Upon closer inspection, it was an old woman. Her body was emitting black mists, and her face was uneven. She looked ferocious and ugly.

The old woman’s eyes were blood-red, and more black mists emanated from her body.

A bony spur emerged from the black mists and struck the altar with a clang. Her body became thick and large, and she was terrifying. She was like a human-shaped centipede. She opened her mouth, and a thunderous voice came out of it.

“Get lost and leave the altar!” The voice was incomparably sharp, and it stirred up a fierce wind as it swept over.

A cold glint flashed across Ou Yangming’s eyes as he said with a faint smile, “A foreign race?” The moment he said that, the corners of his mouth curled upwards, and his face was filled with arrogance. He asked coldly, “You did so much just because you’re afraid that I’ll knock on the Twilight Drum? If I insist on knocking on it, what can you do?” He was a proud person, to begin with. Furthermore, he had been toyed with by this old woman earlier so how could he be willing to accept this?

As soon as he finished, he lowered his center of gravity and moved up and down. He could sense that this foreign race that was condensed above the stone monument was not simple. In fact, he even felt a sense of danger.

He clenched the long spear in his hand tightly, flipped his wrist, and thrust the spear forward.

“Die!” The old woman’s voice was hoarse. She raised her right hand, and her fingernails were thin and long like five sharp bone blades. They flickered with a dark light, and she actually directly grabbed at the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer.

“You’re courting death!” When Ou Yangming saw this, his expression became even colder. He channeled his spiritual power to the tip of the spear, causing the power contained in the spear to reach an unimaginable level.

“Boom...” When the two collided, there was actually a sound of metal colliding.

A powerful rebound force was reversed on the spear, directly tearing open Ou Yangming’s palm. A trace of blood dyed the Dragon Slayer red. Nevertheless, Ou Yangming’s control of the battle rhythm could be said to be perfect, and he hurriedly retreated. The long spear was thrust out continuously like raindrops falling on a banana tree, causing crackling sounds to be heard. Each move was faster and stronger than the previous.

Impenetrable afterimages of the spear were formed in front of Ou Yangming. Some afterimages were chaotic and violent like an erupting volcano; some were cold and overflowed with cold air as if one would be frozen into an ice sculpture at the touch of it; some were illusory and ethereal, which were difficult to describe.

Ou Yangming’s eyes flashed with a bright light as he pushed his spear forward. The spiritual power in his body burst out, and the spear shadows seemed to be pulled by something. They rolled away like rolling river water, connecting into one and filled up the entire altar.

Even when the old woman saw such a majestic momentum, she still did not care. She dragged the bony spurs behind her and collided with it. Like a ferocious beast from ancient times, her body released a thunderous sound, which crushed all the spiritual Qi within 3 meters around her and shook the void.

She crushed the spear shadows with ease.

Moreover, she did not stop and charged at Ou Yangming.

This time, Ou Yangming’s attack was blocked, but he was not discouraged. In fact, his emotions were not affected at all.

Using the momentum to rebound, he flipped his body and drew a stunning circular arc. With a stride, he swept and swung his spear as he headed straight for the old woman’s chest.

Despite that, the old woman still raised her hand and slapped. She could have defeated 10 people with that strike.

Her fingers that were as thin as blades collided with the Dragon Slayer in the air, and the spiritual power exploded, directly slapping Ou Yangming away, causing his Qi and blood to boil.

Ou Yangming’s expression was solemn, and he thought to himself, ‘Just what kind of monster is this?’

It was worth noting that even a Black Iron Beast was as thin as a piece of paper in front of the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer and could be defeated with one strike. On the other hand, this old woman, who was condensed from the resentment scattered on the stone tablet, could use her physical body to withstand the Dragon Slayer. This was simply a myth. This was probably the first time Ou Yangming encountered a fierce beast that could fight against the weapon. Yes, the old woman was a fierce beast!

At the same time, the old woman’s craggy bone spur, which had been inserted into the altar, suddenly rose. Like a curved and sharp knife, it fell from the sky and slashed toward where Ou Yangming was standing.

It brought with it a cold light, and its speed was fast.

Ou Yangming snorted coldly, and his golden mental power burst out and condense into substance. He opened his mouth and let out a strange sound wave. “Roar!”.

Instantly, the whistling winds on the altar seemed to have stopped. The old woman felt her head sink, and the flickering blood in her eyes dimmed. Her body was stunned.

Ou Yangming was battle-seasoned so how could he miss such a flaw?

With a flash, he charged forward with the spear in his hand. The spiritual Qi in his Dantian exploded, channeling his strength to the tip of the spear. The patterns on the spear interweaved into a net and shook out a large circle. The spear shadows burst forth and evolved into an endless mystery. They returned to the spear and pointed straight at the old woman’s heart.

The spear attack was incredibly bright. It was like the most primitive and mottled color of the world when it was first created, suppressing all the lights in the world. This spear contained the true path intent, carrying with it a tyrannical belief that could not be broken by anything.

This spear contained all of Ou Yangming’s essence, energy, and spirit, as well as his belief that he would charge forward courageously and be invincible.

It was no longer just a spear attack, but the most magnificent and valiant move in his life.

“Boom!” The old woman’s sternum seemed to have been hit by a mountain, directly collapsing inward. The redness in her eyes disappeared and was replaced by disbelief.

Just as the Dragon Slayer pierced into her heart, there was the sound of metals colliding. Ou Yangming’s arm was also blocked, making it difficult for him to advance even an inch.

The old woman finally reacted. With a furious roar, her body expanded once again. Her upper body became pitch-black and deep. With every inch apart, 2 spurs as sharp as blades would protrude from her flesh and blood.

Of course, the scariest thing was the jagged bone spikes that she had inserted into the ground. They became flat in an instant like sickles that had been polished until they were shining. It would be fine if that was all but the key was that the wound on her chest caused by the Dragon Slayer began to heal.

Ou Yangming’s heart trembled. He mobilized the spiritual Qi in his dantian to the extreme. With a flash of thought, he slapped his interspatial bag with his left hand and quickly made a gesture. He growled, “Trap!” As his voice fell, a palm-sized turtle shell flew out and grew with the wind. It absorbed all the spiritual Qi within 3 meters from it. This item was completely black. There were many complicated patterns on its back. It was ancient and had a long history. What was it if it was not the Ancient Dragon Shield?

The young fellow quickly pulled out the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer and retreated.

Golden mental power surged into the Ancient Dragon Shield. In an instant, the shield was like a rotating pot cover, directly enveloping the old woman. At the same time, Ou Yangming pointed his left hand in the air.

The first pattern on the shield lit up, and plenty of black rays appeared. They intersected with each other, directly trapping the old woman within. With Ou Yangming’s strength alone, he was unable to kill the old woman.

Ou Yangming did not hesitate. He took a step forward, gathered his Qi, and exhaled. He adjusted his Qi and wondered, ‘I really don’t know what secret is hidden on the Twilight Drum. It’s even guarded by a monster with horrifying strength and a body that’s difficult to destroy.’

He waved the long spear in his hand forward, bringing with it the power of wind and thunder as it crashed into the Twilight Drum. An ancient sound with the drum as the core drew out an invisible sound wave that spread out. It was like the sound of thunder ringing in one’s ears and was exceptionally profound. A sound that shook one’s soul rang out as if it came from beyond the heavens.

At this time, the Twilight Drum sounded.