The Soul-Soul Exorcism Pillar on the east side of the arena suddenly broke out in cyan-gray rust. The seventeen ghost remains that Lin Moyu had casually slain upon taking the stage were now melting, oozing the fishy stench unique to the Yellow Springs water.
The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade was stabbed at the boundary between yin and yang. The ninth ghost eye on the hilt suddenly burst open, and the surging Netherworld aura caused the dragon scales on the back of Lin Moyu's neck to stand on end—the bronze rust of the death knell had already crept up the chains on the west side of the arena.
Youming Xue walked over, stepping on the Youyou phosphorus fire. The hem of his dark python robe dragged a phantom of the Underriver that corroded the bluestone ground. With every step he took, Soul-Reeling Banners carved with underworld incantations rose from the four corners of the arena. Tier 2 top-grade Dark Yin Talismans spontaneously combusted into pale green fireballs in the nether qi. The death knell hanging at his waist chimed without wind, and the Eighteen Hells diagram floating on the bell wall began to circulate, dragging a radius of a hundred zhang into the projection of the underworld domain.
Chapter 98