"No!"
"How dare you?"
Facing the colossal strike, Daoist Yinlong let out an enraged roar.
It seemed like Ying Chen's action had somehow angered him.
Then, his figure began to tremble rapidly, like a withered leaf in the wind.
Accompanying the trembling, Daoist Yinlong's body disintegrated piece by piece under everyone's watchful eyes, turning into a pool of bloody pulp.
Everyone was aghast.
But to everyone's surprise, they had assumed that Daoist Yinlong's disintegration was due to his inability to withstand Ying Chen's Jiahai Chijinliang.
Who would have thought that this was actually a self-induced disintegration by Daoist Yinlong!
Because after disintegrating, Daoist Yinlong's blood and pulp, as if guided by something, converged and instantly formed a shape that was neither snake nor dragon!
"Shuhua?" The onlookers instinctively blurted out.
After all, Daoist Yinlong had performed a Shuhua once before, transforming into a tree-like form.
Had he employed the same technique again?
But soon, everyone realized something was amiss.
This time, Daoist Yinlong's presence didn't feel like Shuhua, but rather more like... revealing his true form!
Yes, revealing his true form!
It was as if the serpentine, draconic monster before them was Daoist Yinlong's true essence.
The previous Daoist Yinlong had merely worn a human skin!
But how could such an unbelievable thing exist in this world?
Creatures like 'Painted Skin' only existed in Liaozhai stories, not in reality!
"Dying and still playing tricks?"
"It seems you haven't taken my words to heart!"
"Don't think you can escape just because you're far away!"
Ying Chen sneered at Daoist Yinlong.
Then, the Jiahai Chijinliang in his hand suddenly blazed with light once more.
A phantom, more terrifying, majestic, vast, and immense than before, like a rainbow bridge connecting land and sea, instantly appeared at the summit of Jiulong Mountain.
Light shot out, piercing through the strangely formed body of Daoist Yinlong, which had just coalesced.
Daoist Yinlong let out a roar of unwilling fury, but it could not resist this might.
In the blink of an eye, his body was riddled with holes, and then, like snow under a scorching sun, it dissolved into sewage, dripping onto the ground.
Oddly, the moment Daoist Yinlong's body vanished, everyone faintly saw a ferocious phantom fleeing into the distance.
This phantom coiled itself up, its body wriggling rapidly in the air like a mayfly. In an instant, it covered a hundred meters, and was about to disappear from everyone's sight.
"Heh heh." A mocking smile played on Ying Chen's lips.
The Jiahai Chijinliang emitted light for the third time, this time more intense, more blinding, and reaching further than the previous two.
Before, it merely seemed to span the distance between land and sea; this time, it truly pierced from the summit of Jiulong Mountain all the way to Xiangjiang Bay!
The resulting waves and winds crushed towering trees and split the sea surface into a snow-white chasm!
Unknowing citizens of Xiangjiang looked up at the sky in terror and unease.
They thought some new type of fighter jet had appeared overhead, performing supersonic attacks!
Because this scene was too similar to the white lines left by fighter jets breaking the sound barrier!
Crack!
On the sea, a cruise ship, disguised as a fishing boat but actually a floating casino, had just stopped, preparing to fleece several tourists it had lured onto the ship. Suddenly, the entire hull shook violently, and a deep indentation appeared on the deck surface!
All the facilities on the deck were cut in half by this indentation, shattering into pieces!
Including the casino boss, who was sitting on deck, excitedly watching the sea view and envisioning the large sum of money he was about to acquire.
But he never expected to lose his life before getting the money!
His body was split in two, with the other half falling into the sea and becoming fish food!
And this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying was a small island in the middle of the sea. Although not large, it had stood for hundreds of years, unwavering.
This time, it was split down the middle, and the entire small island sank to the seabed!
As the island sank, faint, chilling roars could still be heard from the seabed directly below it.
It was as if some terrifying deep-sea leviathan was hidden beneath the island!
Rumble...
The sea area where the island sank began to bubble as if boiling.
The seawater formed a giant vortex, spinning at high speed, sucking in everything around it.
The waves roared, rising more than ten meters high before crashing down onto the sea surface, creating a deep pit!
All this resembled the end of the world, terrifying and dreadful.
This phenomenon lasted for over ten minutes before slowly subsiding.
The golden light emitted by the Jiahai Chijinliang also dissipated in the air like an illusion caused by sunlight refraction.
When the light completely vanished, everyone felt as if they had dreamt.
This dream was so real, so terrifying, yet upon waking, there was no trace of its existence.
No, there were still traces!
Daoist Yinlong... was dead!
Dead without even a complete corpse left, only scattered blood on the ground!
Ying Chen, holding the Jiahai Chijinliang, shook his head regretfully, "This item is ultimately too badly damaged, unable to unleash its full power. Otherwise, with this strike, even if you were hiding far away, I would have ensured your complete annihilation and eternal damnation!"
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene before them, listening to Ying Chen's soliloquy, their minds unable to process it.
They had witnessed the entire process without missing anything, having experienced it firsthand, yet they felt like outsiders, utterly unaware of what had actually transpired!
This feeling was unbearable!
The first to react were the few experienced feng shui masters present.
After exchanging glances, they instantly confirmed one thing.
"Summoning spirits!"
"I never expected that Daoist Yinlong's immense power didn't stem from his own cultivation, but from summoning a spirit to possess him!"
"Even with such a powerful spirit, it couldn't withstand a single strike from Immortal Ying. That spirit's hundred years of cultivation are likely ruined!"
"The only pity is that the magical artifact in Immortal Ying's hand has lost its power due to overuse and has become mere scrap metal."
These individuals were quick to shift their allegiance, instantly changing their address for Ying Chen to "Immortal Ying."
After hearing their explanation, everyone suddenly understood.
So, Daoist Yinlong was merely a puppet borrowing the might of a tiger!
The truly formidable one was not Daoist Yinlong, but the spirit he had summoned!
Unfortunately, even summoning spirits proved useless.
In the end, the victor was still Ying Chen!
Ah, no, Immortal Ying!
"Thank you, Immortal Ying, for ridding the people of this powerful demon and ensuring peace in our region!"
"Indeed, Immortal Ying's actions are a great boon to Xiangjiang! Xiangjiang should erect monuments and temples to commemorate him for generations!"
If these feng shui masters had shifted their allegiance, would the remaining wealthy magnates of Xiangjiang hold their ground?
Ridiculous, of course, they followed suit immediately!
And so, a scene of praise and adulation ensued.
Only two people looked displeased.
One was Li Fengcheng. With Daoist Yinlong's defeat, he was about to lose his life. How could he be happy?
He now only regretted why the mercenaries were so slow and hadn't acted yet!
The other was He Chongxu.
He Chongxu was not merely grieving for his martial uncle's death, but stared at the distant sea, his gaze flickering. It seemed that from Ying Chen's earlier words, he had thought of something!