I Have A Disciple Simulator Chapter 1298 - 803: Battle Against the Evil Spirit

"Monster, I will fight you to the death!"

The tribal elder activated the forbidden technique, igniting his Dao Seal, as his aura surged higher and higher.

Facing the menace of those horrifying demon claws, the tribe sank into boundless desperation, with total victory over the foe offering the sole spark of survival.

Resolved to give his life, the elder gathered the True Qi contributed by every tribe member and charged fearlessly into the demon cloud.

"Ha!"

The elder thrust the stone spear forward.

Fashioned from rare substances, this stone spear radiated an ominous force.

"Old companion, let's clash together for the final time today!"

Clutching the stone spear tightly, the elder broke through the thick demon clouds and clashed fiercely with the dreadful entity inside.

Intense shockwaves erupted from above, causing peaks to crumble, the ground to shake violently, volcanoes to burst forth, and heavenly fire to rain down, evoking the end of days.

"Keep battling, former clan leader..."

Having depleted their True Qi, the tribesfolk stood amid the ruined terrain, looking up at the cataclysmic confrontation.

Should their ultimate attempt fail to vanquish this beast, the whole tribe would fall to its hunger.

Abruptly, rays of light streaked through the sky; they consisted of striking men and women, otherworldly in demeanor, radiating formidable might.

These cultivators, clad in attire unlike theirs, all wore grave looks, observing the cloud-shrouded fight intently.

"That evil spirit possesses a truly sinister look."

Yuexi's vision pierced the dense demon clouds, at last revealing the evil spirit's terrifying visage—a burly figure with a shadowy horn on his brow, locked in combat against this realm's mighty force; standing at an awe-inspiring two meters tall, his form bore eerie black markings, unleashing inconceivable power through his eight-pack abs and iron-hard sinews, astonishingly blocking the elder's stone spear with his bare hands.

Though the heavy treasure-grade stone spear could rend the void and shatter the cosmos, upon hitting the evil spirit, it only left a faint white scratch on its skin.

"Is that the evil spirit's actual form?"

"Perhaps not; it could have possessed someone else's body."

Lu Changsheng understood that the ancient evil spirit could take over hosts; despite this body's divergence from typical human traits, it might stem from a cultivator of another world, not guaranteed to be the evil spirit's original shape.

The one sure thing was that this horned fiend differed from the ancient evil spirit that fled the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum.

"This realm's inhabitants can't overcome it; we should assist them."

With a stir of his Divine Sense, Lu Changsheng released forty-nine War Swords from within himself, arranging them into the Great Swathe Sword Array to encircle and assault the evil spirit.

The forty-nine War Swords gleamed with icy sheen, as wind, thunder, earth, and fire elements whirled endlessly, ripping across the firmament.

"Divine Mountain Demon Suppression Talisman!"

"Divine Tower Demon Suppression Talisman!"

"Divine Wood Demon Suppression Talisman!"

Saint Zou, Saint Zeng, and Saint Duanmu, three Immortal Realm powerhouses, attacked in unison, brandishing the Divine Brush; golden archaic scripts emerged, propelled by vast righteous Qi; countless ancient characters merged into a ten-thousand-foot golden Divine Mountain, a ten-thousand-foot golden Divine Tower, and a ten-thousand-foot golden Divine Tree, all pressing down on the evil spirit at once!

"Golden Crow Talisman!"

Yan Ruxue's elegant fingers danced, ink and brush flowing seamlessly; a ten-thousand-foot Golden Crow, flapping fiery wings, burst from the talisman and soared toward the evil spirit.

Every powerhouse from East Sea Academy unleashed their strikes together, bathing the skies in golden brilliance.

"Thousand miles of sharp edge, crossing mountains and rivers, banishing demons, unity of person and sword!"

Yuexi formed the sword art with her fingers, the verdant Immortal Sword sweeping out a green blade beam reminiscent of spring, gleaming in harmony with the heavens and earth!

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

Lu Qinglian's cheeks turned crimson as she invoked the Red Lotus; three thousand flames of karma blazed fiercely, scorching half the heavens.

"Sun and Moon Infinite!"

Shen Xiaoyao and Tang Ling’er combined their efforts, executing the "Sun, Moon, and Stars Skills", launching two supreme sword orbs—one left, one right—to hem in the evil spirit.

"White Dragon Soaring Wind!"

Yun Qianyue swung the first-grade Taoist Artifact, Star Moon Sword, and called out softly, displaying the Ancient Heavenly Sect’s supreme sword art; myriad sword qis surged, forming a thousand-foot white dragon of sword qi that savagely assailed the evil spirit.

"Ten Halls Yin Evil Grand Formation!"

Xu Jing employed the Ghost King Banner as the array's core, activating the Ten Halls Yin Evil Great Array Diagram; at once, a chilling yin aura blanketed the area, summoning twelve Divine King Realm Rakshasa Kings who clawed and wailed with bone-chilling howls.

"Buddha’s Light Illuminates All!"

Chen Yi clasped his hands devoutly, his sacred form radiating a ten-thousand-foot beam of redeeming Buddha light, enlightening the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

Unsure of which cultivation method would bind the evil spirit, Lu Changsheng and his disciples resorted to diverse divine abilities, aiming to obliterate it swiftly and prevent any drawn-out threats.

"Those folks are targeting that monster too."

"Looks like their intentions match ours."

"Hope is here now!"

"Push harder!!"

The tribe's locals below witnessed Lu Changsheng, Yuexi, Yan Ruxue, and the rest assaulting the evil spirit, understanding their shared purpose to destroy it.

"Monster, this isn't your place—perish!"

Though ignorant of Lu Changsheng and the others' origins, the tribal elder, bolstered by this aid, drew a deep breath and poured every ounce of power into the stone spear; the sacred armament's glow intensified, and he flung it with all his might at the evil spirit!

The onslaught from the seven powerhouses and countless Divine King Realm masters converged on the evil spirit simultaneously; a vibrant torrent of True Qi swallowed it whole, blazing like a radiant sun!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The evil spirit emitted a soul-piercing cry; under this devastating barrage, its indestructible frame fractured bit by bit, ultimately crumbling into dust.

Boom.

The demon cloud dispersed utterly, its lingering force still wreaking havoc on the landscapes below.

"At last, that monster is slain..."

Excitement flickered in the eyes of the tribal folk.

This beast had consumed tribe after tribe across this star; as the mightiest group here, their failure would doom the entire world to desolation.

"We triumphed... even if death claims me now, I hold no regrets..." The tribal elder, beholding the fiend that had shrouded the star in perpetual doom now defeated, let his aged features ease, revealing a trace of satisfaction. He faced Lu Changsheng and the group, "None of you hail from this star—where are you from?"

"We come from... Watch out!"

Lu Changsheng began to reply when a sudden chill of dread gripped him.

A shadowy demon claw materialized from nowhere, seizing the tribal elder!

Bang!

With his Dao Seal largely consumed, the tribal elder was smashed apart by the demon claw!

Golden Dao blood poured down in torrents.

The tribal elder met his end.

"Daring to challenge the divine—you merit eternal torment."

The horned man's sturdy form reconstituted itself, remarkably unscathed save for minor burns.

What sort of abomination is this?

Lu Changsheng, Yuexi, Yan Ruxue, and the other powerhouses felt chills crawl up their spines.

Despite the united might of seven powerhouses, they failed to eliminate this evil spirit.

"All of you shall perish."

The evil spirit smirked, vanishing in an instant, reappearing before Lu Changsheng so close he could nearly feel its breath. In its gaze, Lu glimpsed an infinite void.