Chapter 37: Annihilation
In the Jambudvīpa World, Palm Thunder is like the Arhat Fist of Shaolin Temple, almost a dime-a-dozen Daoist technique.
Anyone who understands Daoist cultivation methods can perform the Palm Thunder technique.
The method for Palm Thunder is also quite ordinary: it uses True Essence to connect with Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, simulating the might of lightning.
It is most suitable for dealing with ordinary Yin Souls, Vicious Ghosts, and spirits that have just gained sentience.
Because these spirits and Yin Souls fear the Lightning Heavenly Tribulation, which represents the majestic might of the heavens, more than anything.
However, what ordinary cultivators unleash is merely White Thunder.
But the lightning light emitted from Tang Song's palm was purple.
This is a Secret Inheritance Thunder technique of the Grand Supreme Dao. By gathering a wisp of Purple Qi from the transition of sun and moon each day, when the great sun first rises, and supplementing it with a Mystic Art, this Palm Thunder gains three parts Pure Yang Evil Breaking Power.
In the span of three breaths, Tang Song waved his right hand thirty-seven times consecutively. The purple lightning light instantly submerged Deacon Frost.
And Tang Song's left hand unleashed twenty punches of the most orthodox Great Demon Subduing Fist of the Buddhist Sect.
The purple lightning light, the golden Demon Subduing Buddhist Light, and the blood-colored Evil God Power fused together.
Deacon Frost's body swelled up like an over-inflated balloon, bulging like a sphere, and then exploded.
Corpse fragments shattered like scattered flower petals, splattering everywhere.
From a piece of incomplete liver, bursts of Blood Light suddenly emerged.
The Blood God Power within the remains continuously repaired his physical body.
Foul Blood gushed forth, and soon solidified into a new body for Deacon Frost.
But the instant his body had just formed, two Sword Pills brought White Light and simultaneously pierced back and forth, leaving two bowl-sized blood holes in his chest.
Before the blood holes could heal, Tang Song's figure drifted lightly like a gust of wind, forming hand seals.
Two streams of Energy, one purple and one gold, instantly enveloped Deacon Frost's newly formed physical body.
The purple lightning Power instantly destroyed every cell within this physical body.
The golden Buddhist Radiance rippled deep within the body, faintly suppressing and wearing away wisps of strange Blood Light.
Exploded, revived, exploded, revived, exploded, and revived again...
Under the effect of the three powers, Deacon Frost exploded a full seven times before finally turning into a puddle of Foul Blood in despair.
Tang Song looked at West and his group walking towards him, and subtly formed a Hand Seal.
A Blood Light within the Foul Blood was pulled out by an invisible chain. Within the Blood Light, Deacon Frost's struggling miniature Blood Shadow could faintly be seen.
A rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other rang out. A black shadow flashed quickly, swallowing this Blood Shadow into its belly.
"Keep it safe, this isn't for you to eat!" Tang Song rubbed the thumb ring on his thumb, lightly tapping it as he spoke.
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The Abyss, a vast dimensional world whose boundaries are unknown.
Under the shroud of the blood moon, as far as the eye could see, it was desolate and lonely.
Unlike Hell, which is full of magma and seas of fire, this place was filled with Blood Mist, blood-soaked crimson mountains, and winding rivers of Blood.
No living creatures were seen in the Blood Mist. Occasionally, the sound of wings flapping would flash across the sky.
Under the shroud of the blood moon, one could vaguely see groups of blood-colored Bats flying past.
Deep within this dimension, in a valley among the blood-colored mountains, stood a black castle covering an area of tens of millions of mu.
Outside the castle, a moat of Blood, hundreds of meters wide, rippled with waves. In the blood-colored river water, one could occasionally see some colossal creatures, resembling crocodiles but not quite, swimming.
The black castle's walls were hundreds of meters high. Black crystals were carved with ancient patterns, making it solemn and majestic.
On the city walls, every five meters, squatted a stone sculpture with a ghost head, double wings on its back, and a lion's tail.
These Gargoyles remained motionless, as if they were truly sculptures. Only their constantly rotating obsidian-like eyes proved that these Gargoyles were not simple sculptures. As members of the ancient Dark Race, Gargoyles' eyes are naturally capable of seeing through magical tricks.
They are also the preferred choice for powerful beings to guard their homes.
However, in the Underworld of the mortal realm, the total number of Gargoyles worldwide does not exceed a thousand.
But the Gargoyles used in this Ancient Castle numbered far more than several hundred thousand.
Below the city walls, teams of Headless Horsemen patrolled the Ancient Castle, riding black Nightmares. The Nightmares' four hooves stepped on green flames, carrying these knights wearing ancient armor and lacking heads.
They exuded a strong Undead aura, clearly being high-level Undead Creatures.
But in this Ancient Castle, they were merely ordinary soldiers patrolling the castle.
In the deepest part of the castle, thirteen Blood Pillars reached the sky, supporting a majestic great hall. Inside the hall, it was empty, and the four walls were carved with human figures and stories.
If a seasoned pastor were to come here, they would be surprised to find that the content of these murals was very similar to that in the Bible, except that these stories included some additional characters.
A Black Dragon, like a small mountain, was currently lying prostrate in the center of the great hall. Its body was a full hundred meters in size, with countless sword-shaped spines growing on its back. A pair of huge Bat Wings wrapped around its entire body, only revealing a Lizard-like head.
Its huge nostrils, with each breath, stirred up two small fiery tornados in the hall.
The snoring echoed like Muffled Thunder in the great hall.
Not far from this Black Dragon, a black staircase ascended step by step. At the end of the staircase, a black Coffin was placed horizontally.
The Coffin, made of unknown wood, emitted a blood-colored eerie light. The surface of the Coffin was woven with intricate patterns in gold thread, seemingly an ancient script.
Above the Coffin, Blood Mist rose, dispersing and gathering, seemingly echoing the faint breathing sound from within the Coffin.
Suddenly, the Blood Mist paused, stagnated for a moment, before dispersing again.
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An extended Rolls-Royce drove on the highway. In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.
Tang Song was listening to West explain knowledge about Vampires.
He was somewhat curious about the Undying Nature displayed by Deacon Frost.
Regarding the understanding of Dark Creatures, the authority of The Church was naturally beyond doubt.
The Strength displayed by Deacon Frost was indeed not bad. One could say that in terms of Magic Power, the Blood Light within his body could even rival a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
However, his usage of this Power was simply too crude.
It was like a Savage Beast that had gained sentience in the deep mountains and old forests; apart from its physical Strength, it knew no Magic Arts.
This Vampire also seemed to not understand any Magic Arts, relying only on Speed and that Undying Body.
But no matter how fast its Speed, it couldn't be faster than the two Sword Pills in Tang Song's hand.
Coupled with the Daoist Palm Thunder and the Buddhist Demon Subduing Buddhist Light, which happened to counter creatures as Yin as Vampires.
Tang Song basically didn't expend much effort dealing with this Vampire.
However, this Vampire's Undying Nature was beyond Tang Song's expectation.
One must know that even the Daoist Divine Thunder and Buddhist Golden Light had to grind it down seven times before completely annihilating it.
"Vampires, these Dark Creatures, their strength increases with age!"
West explained to Tang Song, "Before the Middle Ages, when Vampires were rampant, they once ruled various European countries. The division of Titles among human nobles was established by them!"
"Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, Baron. From Duke to Baron, this was once the standard for power division within the Vampire race!"
"Within the various Vampire clans, aside from some Ancients, Grand Duke is already the most peak existence active in the Underworld."
"The Undying Nature displayed by this Vampire even surpassed that of a Vampire Grand Duke. This should be related to the Blood God!"
(End of this chapter)