Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

Chapter 229 Fierce Curses of the Twin Ghost Mothers
With a swift movement of his foot, Gu Qing took a few steps toward the Yan Kingdom.

Suddenly, his body froze.

Wisps of yin energy rose from the ground, coiling around his legs and climbing rapidly like nimble little snakes.

A chilling cold seeped into my bones, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Gu Qing suddenly looked up at the sky.

Yin Mingyun had indeed left, but a pair of red phoenix eyes appeared ten feet away. Just by staring at him, one could sense impending doom.

Yanlong's magical power surged as he attempted to dispel the yin energy.

They could only barely resist.

"wrong."

The owner of the phoenix eyes had obviously noticed him, but did not show himself or even try to stop him.

"hiss!"

A sharp pain shot through my calf, and a yin energy seeped into my skin, revealing a pattern of a phoenix spreading its wings.

It is clearly some kind of mark.

Gu Qing lowered his head, his mind racing. This unexpected turn of events was clearly not what he had anticipated, but the fact that the other party did not stop him from leaving meant that it was very likely not You Jun himself he had encountered.

Such a large piece of Grade 5 Netherworld Stone is definitely a treasure.

If they don't want to take it back, they can only be Youjun's enemies or his treacherous subordinates.

of course.

It's also possible that the other party is extremely vengeful and wants to use the mark to confuse him, causing him to flee back to his base in a panic, so that they can take revenge.

That's unlikely.

The main reason is that the desolate ghost kingdom has gone far away, leaving not a single ghost behind. They are desperately chasing after the direction that Gu Qing deliberately led them to, and this cannot be faked.

Can't figure it out.

After quickly moving to a new hiding place, Gu Qing finally had time to deal with the Yin energy mark.

The most common use of this type of marking method is for positioning.

The simplest way to locate someone for an extended period is to incorporate their own divine sense. If Gu Qing wants to disrupt this effect, he needs to completely annihilate that wisp of divine sense.

He doesn't want to be constantly cared for.

Hiding inside Qingyun Tower, activating the protective capabilities of the spiritual artifact, I arrived at the cultivation room.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and gently tap them on the space between your eyebrows.

With a gentle twist, pull it outwards.

Clad in a crimson-gold robe, with dragon patterns and Zhu Rong runes intertwined, the tiny, demonic infant spirit appeared outside its body, its entire body as black as ink.

The crimson sun halo behind his head exudes a majestic aura.

The left hand holds the head of a gluttonous beast, crackling with lightning.

In his right hand, a precious golden bottle blazes fiercely.

His feet trod on the shattered gold and divine sand, sharp and menacing.

While curiously observing the things around him, Gu Qing was also seeing himself from a third-person perspective for the first time.

This feeling is amazing.

The nascent nascent soul is not afraid of external evil winds and can survive independently outside the body, but not for long. It will be completely annihilated after one or two months to more than ten years due to the lack of a physical body to nourish it.

It would be different if it transformed into a true Nascent Soul.

Using it to deal with the ghostly mark is the best choice. The physical body temporarily loses its master, and the life infant quickly arrives at the calf, its eyes wide open and very serious.

The moment the chubby little hand touched the mark.

A battle of wits began from a distance, with the hidden divine senses colliding with Gu Qing, and the surrounding environment immediately changed.

It turned into a chaotic burial ground.

On the largest mound in the middle, a red phoenix was staring at him; it was a byproduct of the spellcaster's power and a symbol of the mark's existence.

Once it is destroyed, the mark will naturally disappear.

"Hmph, Crimson Sun Demon God, appear!"

In the deep clash of the Refining Spirit Path, Gu Qing feared no opponent. Suddenly, the divine halo behind the Nascent Soul's head shone brightly, and the Nascent Soul transformed into the Crimson Sun Demon God, wielding the Great Sun Divine Halberd to launch an attack.

The red phoenix cried out, and countless yin energies gathered, forming dense feathers that shot out with a whooshing sound. For a moment, even the Crimson Sun Demon God couldn't withstand it.

The owner of this wisp of divine consciousness must have already reached the sixth rank, and not a low one at that. How could an ordinary person possibly discover him?
We cannot underestimate them.

Gu Qing went all out from the start.

"God and Demon Arrow Halberd!"

With a twist and turn of his body, as if drawing a bow to its fullest extent, the Great Sun Divine Halberd broke through the feathered barrier and pierced the Red Phoenix through the heart.

The next moment, the entire illusory realm of consciousness collapsed.

Inside Qingyun Tower.

Some of the weak infant spirits opened their eyes, their aura weakened by three points, but the yin energy mark on Gu Qing's calf had already disappeared.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he felt excruciating pain all over his body, and even his infant spirit showed faint signs of tearing.

He quickly took it back to the Niwan Palace.

Gritting teeth.

"Spell!"

The person who left the mark was very clever; they hid the spell within the red phoenix, a manifestation of divine consciousness. Whoever breaks the red phoenix mark will suffer the torment of the spell.

Although it's not fatal, it really, really hurts.

It's like someone constantly cutting off pieces of flesh with a razor blade, with no end in sight. That's the insidious and ferocious nature of curses.

Openly displayed spells are not scary; what's truly terrifying are those that are used in secret.

The art of incantation is also one of the many arts of cultivating immortality, but the requirements for cultivation are very high. It is said that there are certain requirements for one's destiny, as well as many hidden dangers and intricacies. Cultivating this path is not like being a cultivator, but rather like being a fortune teller, who is muttering to himself all day long, which has great drawbacks.

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At this time, in the desolate ghost kingdom, in the palace of the Netherworld Lord.

In the realm of the overcast sky.

Phoenix Ghost Mother lay on her side on the luxurious bed, her delicate hand rubbing her brow as she murmured to herself.

"Hongluan, your spell has been broken."

"The Endless Torture Curse can be broken? I don't believe it."

The voice came from inside her body; the timbre was exactly the same, but the tone was different, colder and devoid of any emotion.

"Oh dear, they misspoke. It was the mark that was broken, and that person triggered the curse you left behind."

"Hmph, the art of incantation is closely related to one's destiny."

"The Lingchi Curse does not kill people, but it is like a maggot clinging to their bones. The excruciating pain will interfere with their future cultivation unless they can ignore the pain."

"Sister Hongluan is so naughty, isn't she afraid that genius will come knocking on our door someday?"

"Feng Luan, don't talk to me with that bitch tone."

"You schemed for the power of the underworld and plotted against the Yin Heaven Ghost Emperor, what kind of good person are you?!"

"That person possesses a forbidden magical artifact that can deceive the will of Heaven. It will definitely be used when he seizes the power of the Netherworld in the future, which is why he left a backup plan."

The Phoenix Demon Mother suddenly sat up.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? If the plan had gone smoothly, we would both have benefited. The Netherworld Lord's Origin that you've been dreaming of could have helped you transform yourself and rebuild your ghost body."

"Hmph, brainless idiot."

"Yin Tian was overseeing the construction of the Yin Tian Palace within the realm, but his attention was focused on you. How did he manage to leave without making a sound?"

"With the Netherworld Stone stolen, he will need the Yin Emperor's Seal to forge the Zhou Jue Yin Heaven Palace. This will be the weakest period since his birth."

"We can't let him get the help of the Netherworld Stone. You should try to persuade the Hundred-Eyed Ghost General as soon as possible. Stir up a few more conflicts, and a mid-level sixth-rank ghost cultivator will be a great help."

Phoenix Demon Mother snorted coldly.

"I understand. Don't speak to me in a commanding tone."

At this moment, the aura emanating from the Ghost Mother had reached the upper level of the sixth rank, which was completely inconsistent with the lower-rank cultivation she had displayed when she appeared with the Yin Tian Ghost Emperor.

(End of this chapter)