flutter...
The Luan Crane, still clinging to life, let out a painful cry. Its intelligent eyes looked helplessly at the Dansheng, and it weakly flapped its wings, trying to stand up again and walk to the Dansheng.
Dansheng looked at the once pure white Luan Crane, now covered in blood, with a large hole ripped out of its chest, its beating heart nowhere to be seen.
He looked up again and his eyes met the girl's...
"You..."
" Lian'er... you..."
"Hehehehe... Dansheng, take a good look at me, I am Lian'er... Hehehe..."
boom!
Staring at the laughing girl before him, Dansheng's mind suddenly exploded. He looked at Luan Crane, writhing in agony on the ground with his heart ripped out; he looked at Mount Yunmeng shrouded in malevolent energy; he looked at the old woman in black robes holding Heavenly Book in mid-air; he looked at " Lian'er " clutching her blood-soaked heart before him...
Seeing the girl's large eyes again, Dansheng felt a surge of immense shame. He hated himself for lacking the ability to discern evil, for personally releasing the demon into Mount Yunmeng; he hated himself for failing to protect the Heavenly Book, allowing Mount Yunmeng to be tainted by evil; he hated himself for falling into Lian'er's trap, causing the innocent Luan Crane to lose its life...
I'm sorry, Master...
Seeing the scene on Mount Yunmeng that resembled a battlefield, Dansheng, filled with shame and indignation, shed tears.
All my youthful passion has flowed away, leaving only resentment and shame...
Looking at " Lian'er " in front of him and the old woman in mid-air, Dansheng suddenly took out his jade pen and, filled with great hatred, quickly sketched a few lines in the void almost without thinking.
Swoosh...
The moment the jade pen in her hand stopped, the flowing clouds above the nine heavens instantly ceased. The vast expanse of clouds rapidly shrank, as if compressed to the limit. Under this compression, the thick clouds transformed into a shower of arrows, piercing the sky and heading towards Mount Yunmeng.
The rain of arrows came with the force of thunder and the density of rain. It arrived at the top of Mount Yunmeng in an instant, piercing a large hole in the thick corpse aura on the mountaintop. From the moment the pen was picked up to the moment the rain of arrows fell, all of this happened in a split second.
The arrows, raining down with the force of thunder and lightning, caused the old woman's robes to flutter, while Lian'er, watching the surging rain of arrows, reacted as if facing a formidable enemy.
After using the Divine Brush to summon a rain of arrows to defend against the enemy, Dansheng quickly retreated. He knew that his strength was insufficient to face two powerful demons, and he wanted to keep the Divine Brush!
The old woman's coiled hair was instantly scattered by the fierce rain of arrows. Despite her flying hair, she did not dodge at all. She gathered her left hand, and a powerful Magic Power condensed in her palm. The arrows that came first were blocked by a powerful energy, and their momentum was involuntarily halted.
The old woman in mid-air reached out and blocked a wave of arrows that came first. She watched Dansheng's retreating figure, her eyes flashing with white flames.
Hehe, there's one more thing!
His Magic Power surged from his palm, shattering the blocked arrows into mist that drifted in front of him. The rain of arrows that followed was as powerful as ever, heading straight for the old woman in the air.
The arrow rain was incredibly fast, but the old woman's hands moved lightly, releasing bursts of Magic Power energy. Despite her seemingly slow movements, the old woman was exceptionally agile in the face of the arrow rain, deflecting the incoming arrows with her powerful energy.
The imposing aura in mid-air suddenly froze, and the thick corpse aura once again sealed off the sky. The old woman fought swiftly and decisively, her frail and aged body standing upright. With a sudden twist of her left hand, her large black sleeve rolled up abruptly.
The moment the sleeves rolled up, it created an effect that blotted out the sky, and the surrounding air instantly formed a small vortex, sucking in countless arrows.
The old woman gave a low shout, twisted her arm, and the vortex formed by her large sleeve was forcibly dissipated by a huge reaction force. All the arrows that had been sucked into the vortex turned into water vapor and fell into the air.
"Your cultivation is shallow, your skills are mere child's trifles!"
Looking at the raindrops formed from water vapor around her, she chuckled disdainfully. The falling raindrops automatically avoided her. Corpse energy emanated from beneath her feet. She took a step forward and chased after Dansheng.
On the other side, Lian'er seemed to be in a much worse state under the rain of arrows. She watched as the arrows came rushing in like swarms, their momentum overwhelming and unstoppable.
Upon meeting, she raised her fox tail. The Nine-Tails Clan's ultimate move is all in their nine tails. She was about to unleash her ultimate move after just a barrage of arrows. Lian'er's shallow cultivation level seemed rather pathetic.
The silver fox tail shot out and instantly expanded to a height of ten feet, curling up to form a huge round shield. The sharp arrows pierced into the thick fur, and the momentum was completely dispelled.
However, the arrow rain was quite numerous, and wave after wave of arrows came with an unstoppable momentum, forcing Lian'er to slowly retreat. The girl under the arrow rain was covered in white sweat, as if she was struggling to hold on.
Suddenly, the imposing aura in the sky vanished, and a cloud of corpse energy headed into the mountain. Lian'er focused her gaze and saw that the Holy Auntie's figure was rapidly moving further and further away, while the seemingly endless rain of arrows in the sky was mostly destroyed and dissipated.
Lian'er had been watching Dansheng's retreating movements, and when she saw Holy Auntie break through the rain of arrows and give chase, her eyes sharpened!
Seeing the rain of arrows hurtling towards him from the sky, a surge of immense Magic Power welled up within him. His curled fox tail retracted slightly, and the surrounding air instantly solidified.
The fox's swollen tail, carrying a powerful gust of air, forcefully broke through the surging rain of arrows from the front.
The girl's demeanor at this moment was completely different from before!
The fox's tail unfurled, wisps of water vapor swirling around its silver hairs. Its deep gaze watched the two figures chasing and fleeing. Then, the fox's tail and silver hairs retracted into its body, and it took a step forward, following them.
The stench of death permeated the old woman's feet. She followed the panicked young man ahead at a leisurely pace. Although she appeared relaxed, a closer look revealed that the distance between them was constantly closing.
The old woman at this moment resembled a seasoned hunter, who, on the verge of a successful capture, couldn't help but feel a desire to toy with her prey.
She let out chilling giggles from behind her prey, her eyes fixed on its next move. Watching the boy fleeing frantically ahead, her twisted psyche was greatly satisfied.
So what if you hold a sacred artifact? A lowly trash like me will only let the treasure tarnish. Only my noble Nine-Tails Clan, the supreme head of the Tushan Clan, is worthy to control a sacred artifact!
At this moment, she felt an immense pleasure as she chased her prey. This was the first time she had ever pressured a cultivator like this since she was deceived by Xu Long and lost her power as a top predator.
No!
This is no ordinary cultivator; this is a cultivator who has mastered a sacred artifact. I will personally prove to him that only I, the head of the Tushan family, am worthy of mastering a sacred artifact.
Thinking of this, she looked at the jade pen in the boy's hand with boundless fervor.
The old woman followed Dansheng at a leisurely pace. After witnessing Dansheng use the jade pen to communicate with heaven and earth, she knew that this was also a sacred object no less than the Heavenly Book.
Recalling the fierce onslaught of arrows that seemed like an endless rain of blows, she developed an intense obsession with the jade pen.
Jade pen?
Heavenly Book?
The old woman, who had been pondering the two sacred objects, was suddenly taken aback. She quickly realized that there might be some connection between the two, and her heart skipped a beat.
She continued forward without slowing her pace, then narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced back at Lian'er behind her without leaving a trace.
Lian'er, trailing behind, seemed somewhat exhausted after dealing with the rain of arrows alone. She followed at a distance, not chasing after Dansheng.
The old woman turned her gaze back, and in an instant, a light flashed before her eyes. A sense of alarm arose in her heart, and with a flick of her black sleeve, it rolled up above her, instantly forming a huge umbrella in the air.
A beam of light approached from afar, arriving in an instant, accompanied by the sound of wind as it rolled in.
The grass and trees swept by the intense light instantly turned to dust, and the thick aura of death that permeated the surroundings was pierced by the light, tumbling back under the old woman's gauze skirt.
With her large sleeves billowing out like an umbrella, the old woman felt an extremely hot energy burst forth in front of her, instantly turning the surrounding vegetation into ashes.
This energy made even her, with her profound cultivation, feel quite uncomfortable. Cautious, she dared not move her sleeves. Her inner Magic Power surged out, and as the umbrella flipped, it was covered with countless Magic Power Magic Power, which flowed out continuously, temporarily blocking the bright light.
The old woman dared not stop. She grabbed her large sleeve, and with a sudden twist of her slender arm, the force of the intense light was easily deflected. Then, a stench of corpse energy seeped out from beneath her feet.
Sizzle...
The thick corpse aura was scorched by the intense heat of the light, and a violent spiritual pressure surged around it. The billowing corpse aura instantly turned into a black vapor under the intense light.
Black corpse vapor, which had turned into water vapor, dripped and scattered on the ground, corroding the soil and rocks into small pits.
The old woman's face darkened upon seeing this. This corpse energy was extracted from countless people and demons who had been tortured to death. It could be said that the process of making it was extremely cruel and enraging to both heaven and man.
Over the years, the mummified corpses on the cliffs, exposed to wind and rain and devoured by wolves and eagles, are already inanimate objects. If they are left hanging as mummies after death and are not buried in time, their condition will change.
The soul has already been devoured, the body has not been buried, and it is being pecked at day and night, accumulating countless pains. With such a large number of bodies, the malevolent energy is overwhelming, which will inevitably produce some kind of demons and monsters. And once the spirit is awakened, evil things will inevitably be produced.
While using the secret technique of replenishing blood and food to restore her Magic Power, she also created evil objects from the remaining mummified corpses. When the evil objects were about to be born from the evil energy, she used the secret technique to gather the evil energy.
By not consuming blood-nourishing foods and creating mummified corpses, she accumulated evil substances, which she then condensed into her own possessions.
Corpse aura!
This was crafted using a secret technique awakened within her demonic bloodline. It accumulated the spiritual energy and resentment of countless living beings. From blood offerings to evil creatures, she pushed this vicious technique to its extreme. From evil creatures to corpse energy, she applied the infamous art of absorbing life force to every part of herself.
After such devastation and repeated refinement, the corpse energy she produced had become a massive evil force in the world. However, it was an evil force under her control, and as long as she maintained her own Magic Power properly, it was enough to suppress the backlash from the evil force.
Upon closer reflection, it becomes clear that she constantly replenished her body with blood and flesh, continuously refined corpse energy, and in order to suppress the backlash of corpse energy, she needed to rely on a large amount of blood and flesh to maintain the balance within her body.
Interlocking links, causes and effects, different outcomes.
The Inhuman who created this secret technique is unknown. Operating this technique within the body is like walking a tightrope; the slightest mistake will result in being devoured by evil forces.
But easily obtained power is like a strong drinker's addiction; this experience is like a maggot clinging to the bone, impossible to get rid of!
The old woman could greatly increase her aura by using the corpse energy in conjunction with a secret technique, and she was often invincible when she attacked. Just now, she felt the fierce approach of this beam of light, and she had no choice but to use the corpse energy that she had painstakingly refined to block it.
I thought that such a dense corpse aura would be immune to any energy erosion, since corpse aura itself is an evil substance that corrodes other things. I never expected that this strong light would come so powerfully, burning away a small portion of the corpse aura that I had painstakingly refined on the spot!
Fortunately, the dense corpse aura was indeed extraordinary. In just a short moment, it blocked the bright light, and the blocked light seemed to be eroded by the corpse aura, appearing somewhat weak and retreating rapidly.
The old woman's pursuit paused temporarily as she released her will to search her surroundings, ready to defend herself if she detected any attacking energy approaching again.
Her gaze was fixed on Dansheng, but the boy had vanished without a trace. He must have been distracted by the sudden burst of light, and in a moment of inattention, his prey had slipped away.
Generally speaking, hunters who adopt a teasing mentality towards their prey often lose their prey.
With unwavering resolve, the hunter took a step forward, stirring up a cloud of dust from the thick aura of death. This time, the hunter would go all out!
Lian'er, trailing behind, kept her head down, a cold smile playing on her lips.
She naturally felt the extremely intense light, but fortunately, she had previously been in contact with Dansheng and knew that Yuan Gong had once lived in a thatched hut on Mount Yunmeng.
She wasn't afraid of what tricks Dansheng might have up his sleeve, but she was afraid of what tricks Yuan Gong might have left behind.
Watching the old woman relentlessly pursue her, a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes; she was actually looking forward to what was to come.
The old woman was now much faster than the boy, and in just a dozen breaths, she saw the boy's fleeing figure again.
No longer in the mood for chasing each other, he stretched out his left hand into the void, his Magic Power surging, and a huge palm instantly formed from the air currents in front of him.
With a surge of will, a large hand nimbly rose and hurled forward, the incredibly fast hand generating a powerful gust of wind that whipped up the surrounding vegetation, sending dust billowing like a rolling earth dragon straight toward Dansheng's retreating figure.
As Dansheng was fleeing, he felt a wave of energy coming from behind him. Without hesitation, he picked up his brush again and quickly sketched a few strokes in the air.
A huge golden fishing net suddenly appeared behind him. Dansheng put away his jade pen, and the golden fishing net continued its momentum, heading straight for the earth dragon.
"Snort!"
Seeing this, the old woman sneered disdainfully. She raised her left hand, extended her long fingernails, and drew them heavily downwards in the air. The momentum of her hand, which was condensed by the air currents, was immediately halted, while the billowing dust that was stirred up continued to move towards the golden fishing net due to inertia.
Driven by Magic Power, the giant hand rose up in response to the old woman's movements. The golden fishing net enveloped the dust and arrived in an instant, descending before the old woman with supreme will.
The old woman's eyes were fixed on the Dansheng, and she paid no attention to the approaching golden fishing net. When the net got close, she raised her large hand and slashed it heavily down towards the center of the net.