Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1317 - 565: Thirty Billion Bounty

He shouted loudly, his three heads and six arms moving simultaneously, each wielding power with their six treasures.

The "Ancient Bronze Bell" emitted a deafening roar, sound waves swept away like tides, shattering the approaching ghost soldiers; the "All-Encompassing Lotus Lamp" unleashed thousands of purifying lights, attempting to disperse the Netherworld’s poisonous mist; the "Purple Gold Gourd" had its mouth wide open, its formidable suction drawing in some of the ghost soldiers.

Meanwhile, the "Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword" continuously slashed towards the unknown giant hand.

Li Yunjing seized the opportunity to send two strikes of "Five Elements Divine Thunder" to the judge.

However, from within the rift, death qi continuously emerged.

The number of Netherworld Shadow Soldiers was vast, and their assault was relentless, impossible to completely vanquish!

"Heh heh! You only have eleven people, how could you stand against an army?."

The judge flickered around, avoiding Li Yunjing’s attacks.

At the same time, he summoned stronger Netherworld Shadow Soldiers into the battle.

Li Yunjing felt the pressure multiplying, pondering strategies in his mind.

Through his peripheral vision, Li Yunjing noticed Liu Yu and others being forced into a steady retreat by the poisonous mist of the Netherworld Shadow Soldiers, with multiple cracks appearing in their defense formation.

"Liu Yu! Form the ’Five Elements Demon-Trapping Array’!"

His heart sank, and he shouted suddenly: "Use me as the array hub!"

"Yes!"

Although Liu Yu and the others were already exhausted, they still forcefully gathered their true qi, and ten escape lights quickly revolved around Li Yunjing with the Five Elements Spiritual Power weaving a dazzling light web at the seafloor.

"Purple Gold Gourd, collect!"

Li Yunjing operated the gourd, aiming at the densest part of the ghost soldier formation, tripling the mouth’s suction force, and several hundred ghost soldiers were swept into it.

"Heh heh! Your skills are indeed not small! But these ghost soldiers originate from the Land of the Nine Netherworld, there are as many as needed. Let’s see how great your mana is, how many can you collect?"

However, with a flick of the judge’s hand, more ghost soldiers surged out of the rift, filling the gaps.

"They’re trying to protect the rift!"

Li Yunjing’s gaze swept across the battlefield, noticing that although the number of ghost soldiers was astonishing, they constantly formed a fan-shaped assault around the rift, and he transmitted a thought to Liu Yu and the others: "Concentrate firepower on the edges of the rift!"

Liu Yu understood and pointed his sword directly at the southeast corner of the rift, shouting: "Everyone listen, fire attack!"

"Understood!"

The other nine Golden Core Cultivators simultaneously executed hand seals, and nine fire dragons roared out, charging towards the rift.

The Netherworld Shadow Soldiers, seeing this, swung their bone blades to block, causing an eruption of a pungent sulfur smell by clashing with the flames.

Seizing the moment, Li Yunjing deployed the "Heaven’s Net," a golden giant net entangled dozens of shadow soldiers, shredding them into pieces.

"Minor tricks!"

The judge was initially shocked but then saw these people from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" unable to destroy the connection to the "Land of the Nine Netherworld," thus revealing a smile.

The smile on the judge’s lips was not fully formed, yet a faint undetectable shadow passed through his eyes.

His seemingly relaxed words were only a show of calm.

In reality, during the previous exchanges, to maintain the stability of the Netherworld’s passage, he had quietly consumed most of his mana.

At this moment, he secretly estimated the remaining strength, knowing well that if he could not achieve a swift victory, once the opponent grasped the situation, it would become increasingly difficult.

"Put all your strength into blocking!"

The judge shouted hoarsely, producing a "Judge’s Pen" in his hand, frantically swinging it, and bizarre runes appeared in mid-air, erupting with blinding blood-red light.

From within the rift, came a series of deafening roars, and three "Netherworld Giant Crocodiles" crawled out from the other side, their bodies covered in mucus, emitting a putrid stench.

Each was as large as a small mountain, with sharp tusks still carrying flesh from unknown creatures.

But with a glance, Li Yunjing knew this was a sacrificial method!

Without sacrificing living beings, these terrifying creatures from another world could never have crawled out.

Because every world has different laws.

The ghostly spirits don’t enjoy the living world’s environment.

Just as Li Yunjing, were he to go to the "Land of the Nine Netherworld," would also be in no good mood.

After all, it’s not a place where the living would willingly go.

"Roar..."

The moment the "Netherworld Giant Crocodile" emerged, it opened its blood-filled mouth, spewing out a vast amount of toxic mist.

This toxic mist was different from the previous shadow soldiers’ poison gas, it carried a scorching pain, where it went, the seawater boiled fiercely, transforming into rolling black foam.

Within a hundred miles’ range, almost all creatures in the sea were poisoned to death.

This sea region turned into a dead zone.

Under the corrosion of the toxic mist, the "Five Elements Demon-Trapping Array" dimmed slightly, and the array pattern began to distort and deform.

"Be careful! The attack from these beasts will weaken the array!"

Li Yunjing warned loudly, while controlling the "Ancient Bronze Bell," its sound wave transformed into a gold sound shield, barely resisting some of the toxic mist.

However, the judge seized the opportunity to summon once again, and from the rift, three "Netherworld Centipedes," each a hundred meters long, crawled out, their shells covered in spikes, its passing froze the seawater.

The "Land of the Nine Netherworld" is extremely dangerous, even the most ordinary living creatures, when coming to this side, become terrifying existences.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Li Yunjing wore a stern expression, the "Ancient Bronze Bell" above his head rang nine times, sound waves forming nine golden ripples, forcing back the "Netherworld Centipedes" in retreat.

But the centipedes’ black venom was astonishingly corrosive, burning holes into the "Five Elements Demon-Trapping Array."

With the array shattered, the ten Golden Core Realm cultivators had no choice but to choose to retreat step by step!

They couldn’t possibly resist the venom of the "Netherworld Centipede!"

This was not a poison that could be easily resisted!

"No! Continuing like this will not work! Even if I’m made of iron, I can’t kill all the demon beasts from the ’Land of the Nine Netherworld’ that keep appearing!"

Li Yunjing looked at the defensive situation, his temple veins throbbing, calculating in his mind.

One person fighting against a world?

He did not have such great mana, nor the divine techniques to break the realm!