“Without its divine abilities to protect itself, even if this insect’s physical body is strong enough, it absolutely cannot withstand a combined strike from all fellow Daoists.”
After explaining this, Baohua paused briefly before continuing with a warning:
“However, the Mother of the Screaming Insects has undoubtedly mastered the earth-attribute laws of heaven and earth. How long the Earth Emperor Nail can restrain it is uncertain. So, once I activate this treasure, all of you must strike immediately—do not hesitate for even a moment!”
“Rest assured, fellow Daoist. This battle concerns our very lives, so there will be no mistakes,” the ancient-looking elder replied without hesitation.
The others nodded in agreement.
“Good. To be cautious, I will first communicate with the spirit of the seal, instructing it to concentrate all sealing power here. This will suppress the Mother of the Screaming Insects’ strength and also conceal our actions.” Instead of immediately activating her treasure, Baohua spoke with extreme gravity.
She then formed a strange hand seal with one hand and began chanting under her breath.
Moments later, a flash of white light appeared before her, and the indistinct misty face materialized once more without warning.
Baohua’s lips moved silently as she communicated with the apparition.
Within a few breaths, the misty face dissipated like a ghost.
Almost simultaneously, Han Li and the others felt an inexplicable oppressive sensation permeate the surrounding void.
Their hearts tightened, and they quickly checked themselves, relieved to find no adverse effects.
Meanwhile, countless gray runes swirled around Baohua, rapidly enveloping her until only a faint, slender silhouette remained.
Strangely, once surrounded by these gray runes, her presence vanished entirely.
Though she still stood in place, a sweep of divine sense revealed nothing—as if she had merged with the void itself.
“The sealing power has completely concealed my aura. Even if I stand right beside the Mother of the Screaming Insects, it won’t detect me. I am about to act. Fellow Daoists, prepare yourselves,” Baohua calmly announced.
The ancient-looking elder nodded and, without a word, clasped his hands together. A faint spiritual light flickered, revealing a pristine white jade tablet.
Its surface was intricately carved, with faint patterns of countless spirit beasts appearing and disappearing.
“The Ten Thousand Beasts Tablet! To think this treasure is in your possession! Though not a Profound Heavenly Treasure, it is said to be a relic from the Immortal Realm that descended in ancient times. Many Mahayana cultivators once fought fiercely over it. Who would have guessed it ended up with you?” The black-robed woman gasped in astonishment.
“Heh, I had some luck in my younger years and managed to obtain it,” the elder coughed dryly, a hint of pride in his voice.
The red-faced man looked on with envy, while Han Li studied the tablet with curiosity.
“Excellent. With this tablet, our chances of success have increased,” Baohua said with evident delight.
Meanwhile, the black-robed woman and the red-faced elder each summoned their own treasures—one spat out a pitch-black short spear, while the other drew a massive bone blade, its surface flickering with crimson light and inscribed with countless fiery runes.
Though they suppressed the radiance of these treasures, the faint yet terrifying aura emanating from them suggested they were extraordinary artifacts, if not Profound Heavenly Treasures.
“Brother Crab, unleash your full power!” Han Li transmitted to Crab Daoist.
Expressionless, Crab Daoist nodded and raised a hand, summoning a pale silver orb.
A low rumble sounded as countless arcs of lightning erupted from the orb, weaving together into a thunderball.
Initially the size of a head, it silently expanded to the size of a house as it rose into the air.
Crab Daoist stood motionless, holding the thunderball aloft.
Han Li, meanwhile, formed a hand seal, and a golden light flashed behind him as his three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form materialized.
The form solidified into a golden body and merged with Han Li in a burst of purple-gold radiance. His skin turned golden, and countless silver runes emerged, swiftly forming intricate patterns across his body.
He then reached out, and a three-foot-long emerald-green sword appeared in his hand—the Profound Heavenly Spirit-Severing Sword.
With a mere flick of his wrist, the surrounding void trembled, and the very essence of heaven and earth seemed to quiver.
Facing the Mother of the Screaming Insects—a creature infamous for annihilating entire realms—Han Li dared not hold back, immediately resorting to his ultimate weapon.
Baohua, having seen Han Li wield the sword before, showed no surprise.
But the ancient-looking elder and the black-robed woman exchanged doubtful glances, clearly sensing the sword’s disturbance of the surrounding energy.
Before they could voice their questions, Baohua formed another hand seal and vanished from the water’s surface.
A moment later, she reappeared a thousand feet above, just below the dark formation, holding the Earth Emperor Nail aloft.
Seeing this, the others abandoned their inquiries and focused, channeling their spiritual energy into their treasures.
The moment the nail pierced the giant insect, they would unleash a devastating combined attack.
The mountain-sized insect continued to slumber peacefully within the formation, seemingly oblivious to the impending assault.
Baohua’s eyes gleamed with silver threads as she glared at the creature. With a cold snort, she hurled the nail, which shot forth as a streak of yellow light.
It pierced the black formation effortlessly and embedded itself into the insect’s body, unleashing a burst of yellow radiance.
Countless yellow threads spread across the insect’s form before vanishing into its flesh.
“Now! Fellow Daoists, strike!” Baohua cried triumphantly.
The giant flower tree behind her exploded into countless petals, surging toward the insect.
Simultaneously, the others attacked.
The elder’s jade tablet transformed into a white gate, releasing a horde of phantom beasts.
The black-robed woman’s spear became a bolt of black lightning.
The red-faced elder swung his bone blade, summoning a thousand-foot-long spectral edge that descended with crushing force.
A thunderous boom echoed as Crab Daoist’s thunderball teleported above the insect, exploding into a vast silver net.
Yet, Han Li was the fastest.
His sword flicked, and a green line sliced through the void, reappearing moments later to cleave the insect in two.
The spectral blade and silver net crashed down, while petals and phantom beasts swarmed in.
Deafening explosions erupted as the black formation shattered under the onslaught.
Blades of light and arcs of silver tore through the void, while petals whirled like deadly blades.
Deeper within, the phantom beasts surrounded the insect and detonated in bursts of white light.
A shockwave rippled outward, forming visible rings of energy.
The blinding radiance of the attacks engulfed the insect’s body entirely.
Yet, from start to finish, the creature remained motionless—as if slain in its sleep.
Instead of rejoicing, Baohua and the others paled.
Han Li’s expression darkened.
None of them, seasoned veterans of countless battles, believed the infamous Mother of the Screaming Insects could be slain so easily.
As the light faded, the insect’s massive form had vanished, leaving only a fist-sized black crystal hovering in the air—with the Earth Emperor Nail embedded halfway into it.
A chilling, sinister aura washed over them.
“Something’s wrong. We must leave—now!” Baohua’s face twisted before she decisively crushed a formation disk in her hand.
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