The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

On a small hill not far from Feiyun Pass, twelve Array Flags embroidered with dark purple runes and images of different Demon Gods fluttered in the wind, emitting faint trails of black Qi that merged into the air.

This was the prime cause of the transformation of the battlefield's death Qi and the person who was snatching the spoils of war from Qingyu.

In the center of the Array Flags, a black and a white figure silently operated their True Skills, with various ghostly chants echoing around them, making this place seem like a realm of spectres.

All of a sudden, the white figure frowned slightly and said, "Someone is collecting essence blood. It looks like it's the Blood Demon Sect."

In worldly society, it was pretty much only the Blood Demon Sect that would be so eager to collect essence blood, for it was the source of their strength's advancement.

The black figure shared this sentiment, "Do we continue to transform and collect the death Qi, or do we go and slaughter those from the Blood Demon Sect?"

The idea of retreat was not in their minds; whether it was the importance of collecting the death Qi or their formidable strength, they had no intention of backing down.

"Currently, the main activities of the Blood Demon Sect are in Ji Province. Those who have come to the border are probably just some low-grade fellows. Let's just mind our own business for now. If they come looking for trouble, we'll just kill them."

Seeing the black figure was slightly irritated, the white figure advised, "All the Ten Kings are in retreat, digesting what they've acquired. It's better for us to keep a low profile."

Hearing this, the black figure relented and said, "Then we'll do as you say. We're collecting death Qi to empower His Majesty as well, so we definitely can't cause His Majesty to exit his retreat prematurely."

Although he didn't hold the Blood Demon Sect's rabble in any regard, at this moment, it was better to avoid unnecessary troubles and stay low-key.

"Ten Kings? It seems you two are from the Netherworld Ten Halls."

Somehow, a white-haired Taoist now stood outside the Array Flags. From his tone, he had been there for quite some time.

"Northern Zhou Demon!" The white figure's pupils constricted as he pronounced the white-haired Taoist's title, word by word.

His heart sank involuntarily. Although the Northern Zhou Demon was new to the Divinity Realm, he had just executed He Fengsa and fought against two Divine Communicators from the grasslands. His display of strength was nothing like that of a newcomer to the Divinity Realm.

However, upon seeing the dark handprint on Qingyu's chest, the white figure felt a sense of relief.

The divine might of the Golden-eyed Silver Wolf had even affected this area, and he did not believe that Qingyu, who was at the center, could be unscathed.

The dark handprint confirmed his guess and emboldened them both.

"We brothers are merely collecting battlefield death Qi and have no intention of affecting your soldiers. Daoist Qingyu has been seriously injured and would be wise to seek treatment without delay," the white figure advised with a mix of soft and hard tones.

"Heh," Qingyu shook his head and laughed dismissively, "Since when can the True Pill Realm threaten those in the Divine Communication? When I was at your Realm, I was never this arrogant."

Qingyu peered through the thin black fog at the two figures surrounded by Array Flags, "I've heard that below the Ten Kings of the Netherworld Ten Halls, there are Ten Great Yin Marshals who command the legions of ghosts; it appears you two must be Black and White Impermanence of the Ten Great Yin Marshals."

With a flourish of his sleeves, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, clearing all the black fog and revealing the figures of the two men.

Somewhat different from the legendary Black and White Impermanence, although they both wore black and white clothes and long hats, there were no particular characters on their hats, and they were both tall and lean, unlike the typical image of Black and White Impermanence where one is tall and the other short.

Even his skin had a ghastly pale tone to it, and his eyes seemed to be surrounded by swirling Yin Qi, exhibiting a deathly gray color.

"The Ten Halls of the Netherworld, the sacred land of the Ghost Path, today, I shall truly turn you into ghosts."

As soon as he spoke, he acted. Qingyu's eyes flashed with cold light; he used Shock Eye Tribulation, the best technique for crushing the weak. Black Impermanence and White Impermanence could only feel as if frost was condensing around them, a chill rising in their hearts, as their momentum was suppressed by not just a little.

The gap between the True Pill Realm and the Divinity Realm was vast, and the two of them were directly overpowered, with even their ability to exert their strength greatly restricted.

However, since Black Impermanence and White Impermanence dared to confront the injured Qingyu (or so they believed), they naturally had sufficient confidence.

One saw two streaks of ghostly energy manifest, one eerily skeletal and the other terrifying like a shadow ghost. The two intertwined silently, but within them, there was an inexplicable charm.

"Daoist Qingyu, we two brothers are not easy to deal with either. If you insist on making things difficult, it's possible that I may die, but you won't have an easy time either."

Black Impermanence and White Impermanence brought their palms together, merging their Qi instantly, while forming a strange hand seal with their other hand, condensing the combined black and white ghostly energies into an indistinct Great Seal.

However, faced with their threat, Qingyu remained silent. Having decided to make a move, he did not speak any more.

With a motion of his hand, the ice condensed.

From the Holy Heart Four Extremes, he executed Cold Heaven Extreme, a surge of extreme cold frost energy swept through, instantly freezing Black and White Impermanence along with their Array Flags, turning them into a giant block of ice.

"The Absolute Skills of the Ten Halls of the Netherworld are indeed somewhat impressive; the two of them combined are comparable to a single strike from the Divinity Realm. Yet that's all there is to it. To think that by simply combining the forces of two from the True Pill Realm, you could contend with the Divinity Realm is nothing but foolish wishful thinking," Qingyu muttered to himself, looking at the terrified eyes within the ice.

Back when Qingyu reached the Peak of the True Pill Realm, he too relied on the Xuanyin Twelve Swords just to contend with the Divinity Realm. Black and White Impermanence might have just run away, but they believed Qingyu was seriously injured and reversed their stance to threaten him.

"If it were an ordinary person severely injured in the Divinity Realm, you might indeed have succeeded in threatening them, but me..."

Qingyu flicked his wrist and two rays of Silent Annihilation Sword Light flashed by, the eyes of Black and White Impermanence trapped in the ice gradually losing their vitality.

"Black and White Impermanence, the Yin Marshals of the Ten Halls of Netherworld, their combined strength surpasses that of the True Pill Realm. So, how strong are the other nine Yin Marshals, and what about the Ten Kings of Netherworld Palace..."

The Ten Great Yin Marshals—Ghost King, Day Patrol Deity, Night Patrol Deity, Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head, Horse Face, Leopard Tail, Bird Beak, Fish Gills, Wasp—among them, Black and White Impermanence, although the most famed, were the only Yin Marshal position shared by two.

Indeed, true strength isn't necessarily determined by position, but at the very least, the other nine Yin Marshals should have the combat power of the Peak of the True Pill Realm.

And then there were the Ten Kings of Netherworld Palace. It was rumored that during the Debating Conference, the Ten Kings ascended Dragon Tiger Mountain, forcing Heavenly Master Zhang to hand over the Ghost Emperor's Corpse.

The debate about whose strength was greater remained unsettled in the public eye, but the fact that the Ghost Emperor's Corpse was taken is true. Considering what Black and White Impermanence said earlier, the Ten Kings were in secluded cultivation digesting their gains, which likely refers to the Ghost Emperor's Corpse.

Having already been in the Divinity Realm, what further pinnacles might the Ten Kings' strength reach after obtaining the Ghost Emperor's Corpse?

Qingyu raised his palm and pressed down, grinding the block of ice to crumbs, inch by inch.

"This world is becoming increasingly chaotic. Once the Ten Kings of Netherworld Palace emerge from their seclusion, the world will see another player rise to stir the waters."

Netherworld Palace was gathering Death Qi, and where did that come from if not from the mass demise of the living? Clearly, here was another power that thrived on the chaos of the world.