Master of Strange Dao

A hand reached out into the air and grasped, and a massive hand, formed from the pervasive Evil Qi, grabbed Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing maintained a calm expression, supporting that massive hand, but blood gushed from his mouth, and it seemed as if every bone in his body let out a mournful wail.

In the blink of an eye, he was about to be crushed by this Big Handprint.

However, the power of that Evil Qi hand ceased at this point, not crushing Yu Ziqing but instead pulling him closer and closer.

Yu Ziqing remained composed, knowing all along that this guy lacked the courage and recklessness to go all out and hadn't lost his senses to kill him.

As they got closer, just a few feet away from Zhao Tiancheng, who had used Yu Ziqing as a human shield against Yang's close-quarters assault, a chunk of raw material suddenly appeared before Yu Ziqing.

It was a part of that meteor, the remnant tempered by the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, falling into the earth.

Among all the materials, it was the best tempered, the largest, and the one with the strongest alien power, which even Yu Ziqing couldn't melt.

The moment that material appeared at such close proximity, the massive hand formed by the Evil Qi shattered instantly, and the overwhelming alien power shredded the protection around Zhao Tiancheng, striking him directly on the head.

In an instant, Zhao Tiancheng's head was bloodied, and his skull caved in partially.

Simultaneously, Yu Ziqing twisted his waist, ducked low, and suddenly Yang's figure appeared behind him.

Yang's two hooves descended from the sky towards Zhao Tiancheng's head, while below, a black stick appeared in Yu Ziqing's hand. With all his might, he swung the stick upwards towards Zhao Tiancheng.

At such close contact, the alien power within that massive material caused issues with his Dharma Method with ease.

In an instant, the stick below and the twin hooves above fell simultaneously.

Power surged through his body, exploding within, causing his physical form to shatter on the spot.

Yu Ziqing plunged straight to the ground with a loud thud, making no more sound.

Zhao Tiancheng's physical body was destroyed, and his sinister Divine Soul fled from the body without uttering a word, darting straight into the Grotto Heaven.

His speed was swift, but he forgot that there was a proper Ninth Tier Cultivator here.

A streak of golden light, even faster, left a trailing golden line in the air, and the sinister Divine Soul shattered and dispersed suddenly.

In just a few breaths, everything settled.

One of the Yin family members rushed over to Yu Ziqing, who appeared to have stopped breathing with eyes closed, and helped him up.

He retrieved a Pill from his body and fed it to Yu Ziqing.

After two breaths, Yu Ziqing coughed lightly, resuming breathing and opening his eyes.

"Thank you."

"It's us who should thank you; you nearly turned Devilic to save us..." said the Yin family member with a complex expression as he assisted Yu Ziqing up.

On the other side, Yin Busan collapsed on the ground, neck broken and a gaping hole in his abdomen, life completely departed.

Yu Ziqing walked over to Yin Busan, extended a hand, and grasped Yin Busan's hand.

Feng Buju stood nearby, speaking softly.

"Yin Busan had already prepared long ago, don't blame yourselves, just blame those from the Evil Dao."

Yu Ziqing's face was solemn as he held Yin Busan's hand.

Yu Ziqing had discreetly taken a small piece of dragon liver for recovery, and light from Creation remained within him, ensuring he wouldn't die.

Yet, he sensed a hint of vitality within Yin Busan.

Others might not know, but Yu Ziqing knew very well that Yang's strike, which penetrated bodies, hadn't unleashed its power on Yin Busan but fully on Zhao Tiancheng.

For Cultivators like them, such severe injuries appeared grave but wouldn't result in death so swiftly.

Yu Ziqing's arm, like a spear, had pierced through, killing that Yin family member, simply because the Yin family member was clearly a snitch, trying to take him down at the last moment.

For an ordinary Body Cultivator, a strike piercing their body could indeed shatter their organs.

Thoughts racing, Yu Ziqing quietly channeled a bit of the light of Creation he'd accumulated into Yin Busan.

This time, he sensed it even more clearly.

Relying on the light of Creation, he detected that faint vitality, which no others could detect.

Moreover, it seemed that trace of vitality was sealed, as quickly and silently sealed as it was, none other than by Yin Busan himself.

In an instant, Yu Ziqing understood.

Yin Busan was fishing.

He quietly added a strand of the light of Creation into Yin Busan's seal, ensuring he wouldn't die.

Then, with a stern expression, he raised his head to look at Feng Buju.

"Seal the Yin Family Patriarch's body."

Feng Buju squinted slightly and nodded.

"Alright."

He reached out, sealing Yin Busan and collecting him personally.

There was nothing anyone could say against it.

At the scene, Feng Buju was indeed the most suitable.

Meanwhile, Yang gathered all of Zhao Tiancheng's leftover belongings and brought them over.

He took one item and tossed it on the ground.

Yu Ziqing glanced and saw it was Jinlan Ore, sourced from Jinlan Mountain.

"This is the beacon; it's the beacon they used to enter here." Yang continued checking the personal items of other Evil Dao cultivators, each of whom had one piece.