Secret Demon Sacrifice Sword Technique, those nine forms, none could cope with this situation.
Therefore, even if Yuan Gong was anxious, it was of no use.
Just when he couldn't bear it and wanted to desperately try combining the nine forms into one.
Suddenly, Tao Qian, who was in a "daze," seemed to enter a special state, his body suddenly sitting upright, holding the Spirit Treasure Seal, articulating clearly, and chanting the Daoist Scripture.
Only this time, what he uttered was a marvelous Dao tone that even Yuan Gong could not understand.
The sound and intonation were entirely different from those of this world.
As if it were coming from another realm or from the depths of the Outer Realm Abyss.
Yuan Gong was stunned, pondering deeply but unable to fathom it.
Until the next moment, he suddenly saw from within the depths of Tao Qian's Spirit Treasure Sublime Body, a supremely majestic and mystical Qi of Chaos overflowed.
As it circulated, it even removed a part of the foul and evil Curse Qi within Tao Qian.
Yuan Gong's memory was immediately triggered, and he exclaimed,
"Red Chaos Taiwu Yuan, Supreme Spiritual Treasure Qi."
"Was that just the Great Brahmanic Hidden Language Infinite Sound?"
Upon this realization, Yuan Gong firmly believed his own speculation.
While being reassured about Tao Qian's safety, he couldn't help but sigh,
"Good lad, excellent mental state, wonderful opportunity."
"Afflicted once by the 'Yellow Robe Evil Curse,' and yet able to comprehend the Great Brahmanic Hidden Language Infinite Sound, summoning the Supreme Spiritual Treasure Divine Qi, such a fate is no less than Lingbao Tianzun personally reciting the Scripture of Salvation for you."
The disciple was safe for the moment and even gained benefits.
But Yuan Gong was not so happy because that scene had just dashed his hopes of kidnapping Tao Qian to join the Secret Demon Sect as the Sect Master.
Such an outstanding disciple, whether it's the miserly Duobao or even Lingbao Tianzun, neither would likely let him go.
Although he hadn't held much hope previously, the complete severing of this possibility still inevitably caused him heartache.
As Yuan Gong sighed, Tao Qian continued in that miraculous state.
He himself did not know that due to the mysterious erosion by the Yellow Robe Evil Curse, he had accidentally comprehended another domain of the Scripture of Salvation.
Thus, he was also spared from the fate of dying.
The "Yellow Heaven Origin Prohibition Spell" came from the Outer Realm, from the Yellow Robe, a spell circulating within the vast abyss of the deep sky, powerful enough to kill Divine Spirits.
And the "Great Brahmanic Hidden Language Infinite Sound," also from the Outer Realm, from the deep sky, only it came from Lingbao Tianzun instead, precisely to counter the evil spell.
Hence, at this moment, Tao Qian's mind changed thus:
[Comprehended the Great Brahmanic Hidden Language Infinite Sound... Chanting it once can summon a realm of Supreme Spiritual Treasure Divine Qi, resolving the evil curse.]
But his current state was so peculiar, he completely failed to see this Record.
Cluttered thoughts and concerns could not disrupt Tao Qian's spirit at this moment.
He focused on the present, continuously summoning the Outer Heaven Flame Essence, refining one Yellow Robed Lama after another into Rainbow Bones.
He even did not realize when the evil curse had stopped.
Outer Realm Yellow Robe!
This Evil God had truly run out of tricks.
The situation gradually cleared, Tao Qian, a treasure in human form with extraordinary fortune and destiny, repelled each attack one by one, resisting the will that infiltrated from the Outer Realm Yellow Robe through the void.
The evil curse failing, it ultimately chose to give up.
Although the secret path of the bloodline used to instill the "Original Divine Qi" had been cut off by Tao Qian, giving guidance to his own descendants was hardly difficult.
In the sky above, within and outside the Evil Lake, and even within the Yu Ding where the Yellow Robed Attendants, lustful charms, lamas... all evil spirits suddenly became stupefied and then all at once lifted their heads, emitting a piercing screech that nothing could block.
Within that screech was not pain, but a divine decree.
A decree for Ying Qingdi to leave this realm!
Just then, in the Evil Lake, the battle between Ying Qingdi and Zhong Ziyang also came to an end.
Not because his combat prowess was less than that of Ying Qingdi, who had been cut off from reinforcements, but because Zhong Ziyang, ultimately a member of the Human Clan, inherently had less enduring bloodline than Ying Qingdi.
Furthermore, the combat power that Zhong Ziyang had burst forth with was actually borrowed through a Secret Technique.
At this moment, the [Life Returning Lamp] hanging before his forehead had become ethereal.
The crimson lamp flame, representing Zhong Ziyang's life, was now only the size of a soybean, struggling to flicker, ready to extinguish at any moment.
And Zhong Ziyang's body, mutated and covered in white hair, was already riddled with holes, emaciated to the extreme, increasingly resembling a white-haired ghost zombie.
Although Ying Qingdi was also suffering greatly, the thick yellow tentacles along with the Evil Light on his body and the round yellow sun hanging behind his head had all been forcefully erased by Zhong Ziyang.
This offspring of the Evil God had nearly been whittled down to a stick.
With difficulty using the few remaining tentacles, he clung tightly to himself, trying to pry off the mummified Zhong Ziyang, who was hurting him with the mutated white hair.
Zhong Ziyang fell back into the Evil Lake, drifting with the current.
The victor, Ying Qingdi, first frowned tightly, staring dead at a certain direction, where the Buddha Light shot over, just in time to see the last Dharma Image as "Garuda," the Buddha Bird Protector, returning with a Yellow Robed Lama.
This protector, haughty in nature, ignored everyone and in a flash flew into the Yu Ding to report.
Ying Qingdi intended to follow him inside and battle with that Spirit Treasure Daoist who had ruined his grand plans.
But remembering the wild father's divine decree, he also knew the severity.
Truly going inside would be no different from courting death.
He then turned his head back, looking downward, toward the mummified corpse that was still persistently entangling despite being close to extinguishing.
A tentacle lifted high and struck down, saying simultaneously,
"Since you persist so stubbornly, follow me back to Yellow Heaven. I shall ask my father to revive you, and even take you in as a son."