Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1337 - 572: The Power of the Nascent Soul Realm

At the same time, a nine-layered thunder net descended from the sky, assisting the "Nine Aperture Alchemy Tripod" to firmly control the "Netherworld Blood River Flag".

In the "Netherworld Corpse Scripture," Li Yunjing’s body radiated intense Thunder Light. Facing the approaching banner spirit, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and fiercely struck forward.

"What a talented young man with a Thunder Spirit Root!"

However, the banner spirit let out a strange laugh, its form dissipating like smoke, and in the next second, it appeared behind Li Yunjing, its sharp claws carrying a bone-chilling coldness as they reached for his Spiritual Body.

Li Yunjing reacted extremely fast, his figure flashing as he unleashed the "Thunder Tribulation Divine Fist", engaging the banner spirit in a fierce battle.

"Yu Mozi, do you think you can kill me with such petty tricks?"

Li Yunjing’s eyes flashed like lightning, each of his attacks carrying immense Thunder Power, forcing the banner spirit to retreat continuously.

In the mental battle, Li Yunjing did not fear the opponent!

"Alright! You really are a formidable opponent, boy! I’ll destroy your Spiritual Body and turn your true form into a fool!"

But the banner spirit remained unhurried, chanting continuously as the surrounding space suddenly twisted, and numerous bone spikes formed from corpse poison shot in from all directions.

"Boom!"

The Thunder Light around Li Yunjing surged violently, instantly shredding the corpse poison bone spikes, and he continued to assault the banner spirit.

"Ah..."

The banner spirit did not expect Li Yunjing to counterattack in such a situation, and unable to dodge, its arm was severed by Thunder Light, letting out a miserable scream.

Furious and embarrassed, black mist surged madly around it, forming a massive black vortex, attempting to utterly engulf Li Yunjing’s Spiritual Body.

"Celestial Thunder Emperor Seal!"

Li Yunjing sneered, charging straight into the black vortex.

As he entered it, he felt a tearing pain, as if he would be ripped to shreds the next instant.

However, at that moment, the "Celestial Thunder Emperor Seal", a great treasure capable of existing between reality and illusion, was summoned from his Sea of Consciousness into the "Netherworld Corpse Scripture".

"No... You actually have a Spiritual Treasure!"

The black vortex formed by Yu Mozi screamed miserably under the bombardment of the "Celestial Thunder Emperor Seal".

In the dangerous situation of mental combat, having a Spiritual Treasure meant an almost one-sided advantage.

Yu Mozi felt the power of the "Celestial Thunder Emperor Seal" and fell into complete despair.

In just an instant, his Spiritual Body was obliterated, and the "Netherworld Corpse Scripture" became an ownerless object.

"Whew..."

Li Yunjing stood on the ruins of the altar, gazing at the once-dominant "Demon Control Sect", now reduced to scorched earth, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This battle made him truly realize how troublesome a Nascent Soul Realm expert could be!

Yu Mozi’s cultivation couldn’t match Master Lei Ze, the Nine Netherworld Master, or the Peak Master Alchemy Tripod, but he was like an unkillable cockroach, with endless strange tactics.

This gave Li Yunjing a more direct understanding of the strength of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

"Alas... I’m still a lot weaker than Nascent Soul Realm experts! To truly contend with them, I’d probably need to cultivate to around the Golden Core Realm’s Sixth Layer!"

He thought quietly to himself.

With the improvement of cultivation, the gaps between each small realm became enormously large.

During the Golden Core Realm, being at the Second Heaven was enough to sweep through the Ninth Heaven, but defeating a Nascent Soul Realm expert was as hard as ascending to the heavens.

Even defeating the weakest of Nascent Soul Realm experts!

"Alright! Let’s go!"

On the other side, the Peak Master Alchemy Tripod, having suppressed the "Netherworld Blood River Flag", suggested leaving.

The continuous two battles had also planted many concerns in this expert’s mind.

The four gathered atop scattered ruins, with lingering corpse poison in the air, mixed with the smell of scorching.

The Peak Master Alchemy Tripod wiped the mottled corrosive marks from the "Nine Aperture Alchemy Tripod", his brows furrowed into a line: "Yu Mozi’s tactics are endless. Although we’ve suppressed the ’Netherworld Blood River Flag’, there’s no guarantee he won’t pull another trick."

"This trip to the ’Demon Control Sect’ seems to be a great victory, but in truth, it’s rife with hidden dangers."

Master Lei Ze crossed his arms, Thunder Light still crackling around him, speaking in a deep voice: "The ’Netherworld Corpse Scripture’ is eerie, and with Yu Mozi’s remaining contingencies, staying longer might lead to greater crises."

Saying this, his gaze unconsciously fell upon the ancient book in Li Yunjing’s arms.

"Lei Ze’s words are very true."

The Nine Netherworld Master gently stroked the "Nine Netherworld Demon Eye", a ghostly light flickering in his eyes, and his tone carried a trace of worry: "Although Yu Mozi is temporarily thwarted, the Demon Dao forces have deep roots. There’s no telling if more hidden enemies lurk in the shadows. We’ve wasted quite a bit of time gathering resources separately, and staying longer might invite encirclement."

Li Yunjing rubbed the cover of the "Netherworld Corpse Scripture", recalling the fierce battle with the flag spirit within the book, still feeling apprehensive.

"What the venerable forefathers said makes sense."

He raised his head, his expression solemn: "This encounter with Yu Mozi made me realize the terror of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Not only is their cultivation profound, but they also possess many bizarre secret techniques and treasures. If Yu Mozi actually found some helpers, and we were surrounded, it would really be hard to cope."

"In that case, let’s return to ’Shenxiao Island’ immediately."

The Peak Master Alchemy Tripod nodded slightly, sighed, and said: "We’ll truthfully report everything that happened."

"There’s no time to delay, let’s go!"

Master Lei Ze stood up, threw out the "Shenxiao Battleship", and the Thunder Light around him surged, turning into a purple stream of light, and flew onto the battleship.

The Nine Netherworld Master followed closely, a flash of ghostly blue light, and his figure disappeared from the original place.