Peerless Taoist

The Ancient God didn't say much, only a single word.    

"Extinguish!" This word started with a single sound, but in the Spiritual World, it was like a storm that began to spread.    

"Extinguish! Extinguish! Extinguish!"    

There was a constant echo that echoed within the spiritual world, deafening to the ears.    

In the end, it was already impossible to determine the exact sound of these echoes.    

The echoes were like thousands of people chanting scriptures in unison, it was very complicated and made people want to submit to them.    

Almost instantly, the gigantic roar landed on the arm of the Underworld God.    

In an instant, two powerful spiritual storms collided violently.    

The realm formed by the Underworld God's palm was instantly torn apart by this powerful roar, turning into wisps of green smoke that drifted away with the wind.    

The power of faith of the 18 Nether Realms was like a mirror in the face of the roar of an Ancient God, instantly shattering into dust.    

And then, the roar came into effect on the phantom of the Underworld God.    

Lu Yu had ascended from the lower realms. Along the way, the phantom of the Underworld God was almost invincible, and he had never met a worthy opponent.    

However, today, the phantom of the God of Death was facing a powerful Ancient God.    

Even though this Ancient God had been demoted to the mortal realm, he still possessed the strength of an Ancient God, which was no small matter.    

Lu Yu's facial expression remained unchanged. All of this was within his expectations.    

At this moment, he forcefully focused his mind and poured even more power of faith into the phantom of the Underworld God.    

An even brighter light wheel appeared behind the back of the Underworld God. On the wheel of light, numerous characters of the Underworld appeared. They were ancient and ancient, and they gave off a mysterious feeling.    

Every time the wheel of light rotated, the pressure of the Underworld God would become stronger. After the wheel of light rotated ten times, the figure of the Underworld God had become several times larger than before!    

At the same time, Lu Yu stood behind the shadow of the Underworld God. Without any distracting thoughts, he summoned the secret technique around him and poured all of his magical energy into the body of the Underworld God.    

"Your Dao of the Ancient God focuses on being tyrannical and peerless. With your absolute might, you can sweep away all obstructions. If I want to break your soul, I will have to use softness to suppress toughness. One strength will be enough to defeat ten! "    

With a thought from Lu Yu, the Underworld God phantom no longer clashed with the Ancient God. Instead, it held the Book of Life and Death in its hand and began to recite scriptures to disturb the Ancient God's thoughts.    

Lu Yu's previous life's technique was inherited from the Ghost Emperor.    

Unlike the phantom of the Ghost Emperor that was destroyed in the land of spiritual fire, the Ghost Emperor in the ancient era was an extremely powerful Golden Immortal who controlled the entire Netherworld.    

If one were to really compare it to the Ghost Emperor, although this Ancient God was powerful, he was still slightly weaker than the Ghost Emperor in his peak state.    

"Life and death!"    

"Impermanent!"    

"Samsara!"    

Every time the phantom of the Underworld God finished chanting a scripture, waves of ghostly wails and howls would ring out from the surroundings.    

In the spiritual world between Lu Yu and the Ancient God, a slight change occurred. The originally bright light suddenly turned into Asura Hell.    

Everything around them was covered in endless darkness. Only the Underworld God continued to recite complex sutras.    

The Ancient God's eyes slowly glazed over.    

These miserable cries seemed to remind him of something from his ancient memories.    

Then, an unimaginable scene appeared.    

A drop of golden tears fell from the Ancient God's eyes.