Chapter 49: The Secret Pattern Scripture, Suppression Evil Rune!

Chapter 49: The Secret Pattern Scripture, Suppression Evil Rune!

Huikong roared lowly, his muscles bulging impressively. From his body, hidden golden dragon patterns erupted, soaring into the sky above Misty Manor. Their resonant cries shook the heavens and earth, creating a formidable aura.

The tens of thousands of ghosts that surged from the black flag hadn't even approached Huikong before they were torn apart by these golden dragon patterns. The weaker ghosts couldn't even withstand the radiance emitted by the dragon patterns and were instantly reduced to ashes.

A torrent of golden light showered down, completely enveloping Misty Manor. Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng immediately felt their circulation of blood and Spiritual Qi obstructed, as if the golden light was suffocating them.

Chu Xuan, lying on the rooftop, also felt his cultivation of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture significantly slowed. Wu Teng was both shocked and enraged, unaware of the nature of this technique.

Li Xuanming, having had previous encounters with the Golden Dragon Temple, recognized the technique instantly. "Suppression Evil Rune? You've actually cultivated this move!" he exclaimed in disbelief.Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

Upon hearing these words, Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng's expressions drastically changed as well. The cultivation techniques and spells practiced by the Golden Dragon Temple were almost all designed to suppress evil spirits. Demonic cultivators always suffered when facing the temple's monks.

The Suppression Evil Rune was a technique from the secret scripture of the temple, the Secret Pattern Scripture, known for its difficulty to master but immense power once perfected. It could even combat enemies across one or two higher cultivation levels. Even within the Golden Dragon Temple, the number of monks who had mastered this pattern could be counted on one hand.

And Huikong had managed to master it! No wonder he was bold enough to face three opponents alone and confidently proclaim that none would escape. He had such a formidable technique to rely on!

Buzz!

The golden light blasted against the black flag. The flag cried out in distress, its light dimming, showing cracks on its surface. Li Xuanming spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and had no choice but to retract the flag. He was profoundly shocked.

This flag, his life-bound magical tool, the Black Wind Flag, contained tens of thousands of ghosts. Yet, it couldn't withstand a single strike. Now, even his life-bound magical tool was severely damaged.

What else could possibly contend with Huikong?

Huikong laughed wildly, confident of his victory. "Use all your life-bound magical tools and your various methods!"

In the next moment, he suddenly controlled his khakkhara to slash towards Wu Teng. Caught off guard, Wu Teng barely managed to dodge his head but his right arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder by the blade of light!

As Wu Teng's right arm fell, so too did the mother brain-eating insect atop it, severed into two pieces, its fluids splashing everywhere. This mother insect was Wu Teng's life-bound Gu.

With its death, Wu Teng immediately suffered a backlash, his mind feeling as though it had been smashed by a hammer, leaving him in a dazed state. He collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open, unable to utter a word.

"Die!" Huikong bellowed as he raised his khakkhara for another strike. Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong were too engaged to come to Wu Teng's aid, and could only watch helplessly as the blade descended.

However, just at that moment, a surge of Yin Evil Qi flashed, and a chain whipped fiercely towards Huikong's back.

Huikong sensed the threat of death and his face paled. Abandoning the downward stroke of his khakkhara, he conjured a golden bowl in front of him.

The Evil Soul Chain struck the bowl, leaving deep cracks on the bowl's surface before sending it flying. The chain's momentum unabated, it struck Huikong directly in the chest.

A crack sounded as a long, narrow wound opened from his left shoulder to his right waist, blood flowing freely. Even more critically, the golden dragon patterns on Huikong's body, which had been protecting him, were disrupted by the strike. The golden light enveloping Misty Manor weakened significantly.

Huikong, his face a mask of shock, quickly retreated, casting his gaze toward the attacker. Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong also turned, startled, and saw that it was Chu Xuan.

"Chu Xuan?!" Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed in surprise. He had thought Chu Xuan was only watching from afar. Given the sudden appearance of Huikong and the dire situation, Liu had assumed that Chu Xuan might have fled.

Instead, Chu Xuan had not only appeared but had also landed a precise strike on Huikong, reducing the power of the Suppression Evil Rune!

A flicker of realization passed through Li Xuanming's eyes. The Suppression Evil Rune was indeed powerful, but because it was inscribed on the body, it was vulnerable to close combat. Any damage to the skin could obscure or break the rune patterns, significantly diminishing their power.

Li Xuanming had known this weakness but had been unable to get close enough to Huikong once the rune was activated. Chu Xuan, who presumably had never encountered the Suppression Evil Rune, seemed unexpectedly aware of this vulnerability. How had he known?