"White Lotus descended to the world, have mercy on us humans. Mother of No Birth, the homeland of the vacuum!!!"

Bai Cangmu was too lazy to respond to Venerable Manhu. At his command, more than a dozen followers of the White Lotus Resurrection Sect sat cross-legged and roared in fanatical expressions.

Along with their growls, strange auras surged out of their bodies and gradually spread to Bai Cangmu.

Bai Cangmu also sat cross-legged in front of everyone, with his hands making the White Lotus Seal and his eyes calm.

Even the silver-haired woman was like this, sitting cross-legged behind the white cangmu tree obediently, chanting in a low voice.

"The fragrance is so deep that it echoes the universe, and the fragrance is so strong that it penetrates the sky;"

"The golden bird runs like a cloud of arrows, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel;"

"The Southern Star and the Northern Dipper shine in the sky, and colorful clouds are bustling;"

"A holy temple is opened in Ziwei Palace, and the Peach Blossom Jade Lady invites the gods...!"

Along with a low chanting sound, followers of the White Lotus Cult rushed out from the island one after another and joined the believers who were chanting the spell.

They all sat cross-legged, chanted spells, made hand gestures, and had fanatical eyes, not paying any attention to the warriors and underworld beasts fighting around them.

Strange white lotus shadows slowly emerged from above their heads, emitting a faint white light.

And with the appearance of these white lotuses, silk threads seemed to appear in the void, connecting all the white lotuses.

As for the many believers under the White Lotus, as time went by, their faces were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as if time had sped up for them and was passing by at a rapid speed.

From teenagers in their twenties or thirties, they quickly transform into middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, or even elderly people in their fifties or sixties.

They are using their lifespans to feed the lotus above their heads!

"Om...!"

At this moment, Bai Cangmu, who was standing in front of many believers, suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange buzzing sound came from him.

But he opened his mouth slightly, and a slightly solid lotus appeared on his head, which turned into silk threads and flowed into his mouth.

"The Holy Fire of the White Lotus, burn my remaining body;"

"The Supreme One has commanded, Heaven and Earth Xuanzong."

"Earth, fire, wind and water, only I am wise;"

"My mother has no life, my hometown is empty!"

In an instant, a strange breath surged into his body, causing his entire aura to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Cangmu's entire body also floated into the air, his eyes looking coldly at the many underworld beasts rushing towards him.

"A mere underworld beast...it's not worth dying for!"

With a single hand grab, a huge handprint seemed to appear in the void and smashed down fiercely.

"boom!"

Amidst the group of dark beasts, a huge handprint suddenly appeared and immediately smashed dozens of dark beasts into meat paste.

Several cultivators from the Mingling clan who were unable to dodge were also slapped to death by Bai Cangmu.

"How can it be!"

The cultivator of the Nether Snake Clan exclaimed: "You humans...what the hell are you doing!"

"This is Jueling Island, how could you..."

"Absolute Spirit?"

Bai Cangmu sneered and said, "What's lost is the spiritual energy, what does it have to do with the spiritual thoughts of cultivators like me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, and another violent divine power surged out.

"Shocking thorn!"

"puff!"

"Puff puff……!"

In an instant, it seemed as if a series of needles composed entirely of divine thoughts appeared in the void, rushing towards the many dark beasts at a rapid speed.

"Roar!"

"puff!"

Confused screams and groans of pain were heard, and dozens of figures fell down while screaming.

Some of the weak underworld beasts even had their entire heads exploded, which was a horrific sight.

"White Ashwood!"

Chen Hu's roar was heard from the crowd.

There was also a violent wave on his Martial God Armor, and his face was pale, obviously he had also been attacked.

Bai Cangmu sneered and said, "Sorry, this was an accident."

"you……!"

"Hi~!"

The cultivator from the Nether Serpent clan rushed forward, its huge snake mouth opened into an exaggerated arc, and it swallowed Chen Hu in one gulp.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss… The human warriors are really…” “Puff!”

Before he finished speaking, his entire head suddenly exploded and Chen Hu's figure shot out.

"The Underworld Snake Clan, do you really think...Pfft!"

Chen Hu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his face became extremely ugly.

He is at the Martial God level, and he is also protected by the Martial God Armor, how can...

The broken head of the Nether Snake cultivator that he had broken off surged, and another head actually grew out.

He stared at Chen Hu with his narrow eyes and said coldly: "Do you really think that cultivators like me from the Nether Spirit Clan can only rely on our physical bodies on this Absolute Spirit Island?"

"We still have blood talent...Go to hell!"

"Swallow the sky!"

"Hoar~!"

The Dark Serpent Clan monk roared and opened his mouth again.

Unlike before, this time the mouth opened even longer.

Even half of the sky seemed to be occupied by this mouth, which descended from the sky and rushed towards Chen Hu fiercely, instantly covering Chen Hu and several Canglan human cultivators.

In the chaotic crowd, the huge head of Xuantian Hualing Turtle slowly fell again.

The spiritual energy in his body was sucked away again, but what about the creature on his back?

They are just a bunch of ants, don't bother with them.

Thinking of this, Xuantian Hualing Turtle's huge head slowly dived into the water again, ready to fall asleep.

At this time, Guiyun Sanren's figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

He looked at the chaotic battlefield and took a deep breath.

"This group of people are all trying to rush into the space crack in the mouth of the Xuantian Hualing Turtle, but the purpose of the Xuantian Hualing Turtle is the innate spiritual energy."

"When the innate spiritual energy appears, he will definitely open his mouth and absorb it all. It will take less than a cup of tea at most."

"And this time is my chance!"

He took a deep breath and looked at the chaotic battlefield and the continuous deaths of human monks and Nether Spirit monks, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

As long as we can leave Jueling Island, what does it matter if these people die?

Without any further hesitation, he took out a storage bag from his sleeve and placed it on the fragment of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror on his chest.

There was a flash of light, and another jade bottle appeared.

He grabbed it in his hand, mobilized all his internal strength, and threw it hard towards the left side of the giant turtle.

"Whoosh...!"

The jade bottle shot out at a rapid speed, and five breaths later it hit a reef on the left side of the giant turtle.

With a bang, the jade bottle shattered, and the trace of innate spiritual energy in the device immediately gushed out and spread in the air.

The first one to react was Xuantian the Spirit Turtle.

The huge head that had already submerged in the water slowly raised its head again and moved towards his left side.

Next, it was Bai Cangmu, whose spiritual power was amplified by dozens of believers burning their lifespans, who suddenly turned around, with a flash of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

The Savage Tiger Venerable, who had been sitting cross-legged on the back of the demon tiger, was also stunned. He also looked towards the place where the innate spiritual energy appeared, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes.

"Aura?"

"What a pure spiritual energy?"

"Where does the spiritual energy come from? Xuantian turns into a spirit turtle..."

"Ugh...!"

Xuantian Hualing Turtle opened his huge mouth again and took a deep breath.

The storm is blowing again.

Countless huge rocks mixed with the waves gushed out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guiyun Sanren took out his storage bag again, exchanged it for a jade bottle, and absorbed all the innate spiritual energy in it.

A gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes.

Many warriors and underworld beasts stood in front of him, and the secret of the treasure in his possession could not be concealed.

That being the case...

Then he would start a massacre and kill everyone present.

Or let them stay here forever.

Only in this way can I continue to live freely.

A murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly pointed at the void. Three Hundred Ghost Banners floated into the air, emitting a dark light.

"Hundred Ghost Banner, quick!"

“Woo woo woo…!” (End of this chapter)