Witch Wind

Chapter 364 Black Abyss Market (Part 1)

They only see the result, but not the cause.

Xing Tianli pierced the dim blood-red light from the little monk's head with a single finger, chanted a low mantra for salvation, and unleashed golden crow flames from his palm, gradually incinerating it.

The essence of this head had been completely corroded by that layer of bloody light.

Judging from the appearance of this head, there should be relics inside. However, as soon as the Golden Crow Divine Flame scorched it, the head suddenly turned into green smoke, leaving nothing behind. It was clearly just an empty shell.

Xing Tianli remained silent.

He activated the Tower of Creation and arrived once again before the broken sword imprisoned by a faint Buddhist light.

He broke through the Buddha's light and grabbed the broken knife.

The broken blade trembled and throbbed, but when Xing Tianli gently pinched it with his five fingers, it immediately became obedient and docile.

Xing Tianli stared in astonishment at the broken blade—the aura lingering on this blood-red broken blade was exactly the same as that of the little monk's head. This blade was actually a celestial weapon personally refined and forged by that little monk. A Buddhist master with extremely high cultivation had actually used the methods of the Blood Sea Demonic Path to personally forge a weapon of slaughter.

“Even monks are driven to murder, so we can’t be merciful.” Xing Tianli shuddered.

He was given a harsh lesson as soon as he entered the Black Abyss.

Liu Xing said slowly from the side, "But it's not uncommon for Buddhist monks to kill people with knives, is it? According to the classics, if a senior Buddhist monk has murderous intent, his killing power is not weak."

Xing Tianli shook his head and said in a deep voice, "But that monk just now was different. He was a truly compassionate monk."

The monk's aura was extremely gentle, faint, quiet, and empty. He was a true monk practicing asceticism, a good monk who followed the path of compassion. He was completely different from the Dharma protectors, Vajras, warriors, and heavenly kings supported by Buddhism, who were thugs who would roll up their sleeves and fight at the drop of a hat.

This monk personally forged such a vicious blade.

What happened to him?

Unfortunately, the broken sword was also severely damaged, all its spirituality extinguished, leaving only a wisp of extremely ferocious innate killing intent. The young monk himself had perished and was powerless to destroy the out-of-control broken sword. Fearing that it would escape and wreak havoc on the world, he used a faint wisp of Buddhist light to seal it near his head.

“It’s a merciful one.” Xing Tianli couldn’t find any useful traces on the broken sword. He pondered for a moment, then pointed his finger and shattered the broken sword into pieces. The broken sword let out a mournful cry, and the wisp of malevolent intent vanished instantly.

Countless powders were absorbed by the Heavenly Cauldron of the Life-Bound Path. The divine light of the 'Merge Creation' divine power swept over them, and some ordinary materials that Xing Tian Carp already had samples of were instantly annihilated in the dust. In the end, a red crystal the size of a thumb, with a bright red color and a strong life force was extracted.

Quite strange.

Although it is a mineral crystal, it possesses abundant life energy and an immense ability to devour, absorb, and grow.

Xing Tianli nodded gently and clapped his hands in laughter.

This material, apart from lacking a 'soul,' is essentially no different from flesh and blood, yet it is harder and more flexible than flesh and blood, and has a 'universal compatibility' that is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than metal. Moreover, as long as there is enough essence and blood to nourish it, its growth limit is so great that even Xing Tianli is astonished by it.

Based on the materials Xing Tianli has collected so far, if the combat puppets in the Tower of Creation can be upgraded to the Taiyi Realm, that would be the ultimate achievement.

However, once the core components of those combat puppets are replaced with this blood-red crystal, what will happen to the Great Luo?
Even a quasi-saint?

It's terrifying. With Xing Tian Li's current abilities, he simply cannot deduce the evolutionary limit of this crystal.

The essence of the sample was imprinted in the Heavenly Cauldron of Destiny.

Xing Tianli began to activate his magic power, replicating the crystal bit by bit. The spirit of the Tower of Creation, the silly little donkey, also brayed happily, melting, shaping, and engraving various array patterns and Dao patterns on the large red crystals sent by Xing Tianli, and then replacing the core components of one Taiyi battle-power puppet after another.

These puppets suddenly exuded an even more powerful aura, and some strange changes gradually began to occur within them.

It's more vibrant and more spiritual.

"Very good. Take your time." Xing Tianli nodded in satisfaction.

This was an unexpected surprise. Originally, the puppets created by the Tower of Creation were all passive, inanimate objects. Only after the Tower of Creation itself was upgraded could it use higher-grade materials to upgrade and replace these puppets one by one.

However, with these crimson crystals, these combat puppets can begin to evolve on their own, provided they kill enough and absorb enough essence. This saves Xing Tianli so much trouble! Especially since only the physical body evolves, not the ghost slaves controlling these puppets. As long as the ghost slaves are still controlled by the Tower of Creation and the Heavenly Spirit Banner, there's no fear of them rebelling.

very perfect.

After reciting the sutras and mantras for salvation several more times on the spot, and silently thanking the unknown little monk, Xing Tianli drove the Tower of Creation to continue flying forward.

He even manipulated the creation of a large piece of crimson crystal and casually stuffed it into the Heavenly Bamboo.

Can killing really improve your abilities?
This attribute is something every cultivator would want to possess in all their immortal weapons, right?

As for whether this attribute is a bit too evil or too ferocious... well, you're already wielding a knife to kill people, why would you care if it's evil or ferocious?
The Tongtian Miaozhu happily fused with a large piece of blood crystal stone, and strange new Dao patterns appeared, winding and growing on the Tongtian Miaozhu's body, gradually merging with twenty-four blood-colored runes.

The bamboo that reaches the heavens has come to possess a vibrant life force.

The efficiency of refining the spine of the Great Yaksha Venerable quietly doubled. The Tongtian Miaozhu happily emitted a clanging sound, and a sword light that was becoming more and more spiritual traveled around several times from head to tail.

The Tower of Creation sped forward.

All around was only a very dim light. The large furnaces that Xing Tianli had set up at the top and four corners of the Tower of Creation spewed out green ghost fire that was more than ten feet high, but it could only illuminate an area of ​​more than ten miles around.

Empty, desolate, this space was utterly empty except for the extremely dim light.

Xing Tianli even pondered for a while, then conjured up ten thousand catties of sand and hurled it far away. The sand flew silently into the distance, disappearing completely after traveling three to five miles.

This dark and silent space seems to be controlled by a domineering law in the shadows.

Apart from sentient beings like Xingtian Carp, any other inanimate objects that enter this space will immediately perish, leaving nothing behind.

This is very strange.

Xing Tianli conjured up another ordinary piece of iron. This thing was also an inanimate object, but it didn't change at all when Xing Tianli held it in his hand. Xing Tianli threw it with all his might, and after flying only three or five miles, the iron piece the size of a human head vanished into thin air.

Without a sound, without a flash, without any warning, it simply vanished into thin air.

"Emotions, you still have intelligence... Even inanimate objects, if they have an owner, you don't bother with them; if they don't have an owner, they simply disappear... What is the meaning of this?"

Xing Tianli frowned, completely baffled.

The three women, including Liu Luan, were also stunned by this strange space. They even inexplicably reduced the frequency of drinking from the wine jars by 30%. Hei Lie and Zhong Nu also stood very cautiously at the entrance of the Tower of Creation, ready to run into the Tower of Creation at the first sign of trouble.

The boundless darkness and tranquility exert immense psychological pressure on people.

After speeding forward for an unknown amount of time, the three women, whose appetites weren't great, finished off over a thousand jars of old wine when a faint light appeared ahead. The Tower of Creation slowly approached, revealing itself to be an extremely ferocious deity.

Its appearance resembles that of a termite queen, but a real termite queen would never be three hundred miles long!

Moreover, this white, plump behemoth had strong spatial fluctuations within its body. Its three-hundred-mile-long body was folded many times over by a secret technique.

Through its translucent body, one could see that its massive abdomen was filled with plump, elite insect eggs. Each egg, even before hatching, emitted a terrifying aura at the Golden Immortal level. Despite its enormous size, the eggs inside were only the size of a fist.

How many worm eggs are inside a mother body that is 300 miles in size?
If it were to revert to its original size, how big would it be? How many worm eggs would be inside its belly? Hundreds of billions? Trillions? Or even more?
Xing Tianli felt a chill run down his spine.

This enormous creature glided forward slowly, arching its way in an arc. It appeared bulky and sluggish, but in reality, its flight speed was quite astonishing, reaching about a hundred times the speed of light.

Xing Tianli cast a restriction, imprisoning the surrounding void and forming a small, exquisite spatial corridor around the giant worm. The giant worm, like an ant colony trapped in a deadly loop, began frantically circling this small space. Those with insufficient cultivation, such as Liu Luan and the others, could only see a faint wisp of white light drifting in the void ahead, unable to discern its true form.

Xing Tianli stared intently.

Inside the mouthparts of this giant insect is a space that appears to be only a hundred feet in size from the outside, but after spatial folding, its actual size exceeds ten thousand miles.

Within that vast expanse of space, numerous strange biological warships were anchored.

Shaped like grasshoppers, with a cold and fierce appearance, these black warships have living structures on their main hulls and outer decks. Inside these warships, in the narrow air ducts, live a large number of strange, intelligent creatures that resemble giant grasshoppers walking upright.

These warships were several miles long, while these intelligent beings were only about three feet tall.

Their aura was sharp and fierce, but their individual strength was not strong, probably at the level of ordinary cultivators who had refined essence into qi or refined qi into spirit.

At this moment, billions of insectoids are in a strange trance state.

They all leaned against the inner wall of the warship, breathing deeply with unfocused eyes, their bodies twitching intermittently, as if they were having a nightmare.

Xing Tianli recalled the information the Soul Searcher Tarot people had obtained—they entered the Black Abyss, found the Celestial Calculator, and completed the transaction, but they had no recollection of how they left the Black Abyss; they had forgotten everything.

These insectoid beings are probably the same, aren't they?

As it was pondering this, the fat worm seemed to realize something was wrong. It suddenly let out a sharp, long hiss, and hundreds of millions of eggs in its abdomen began to glow with a blood-red light, as if they were about to hatch.

Xing Tianli shook his head, pointed, and pulled hundreds of insect eggs from the belly of the giant insect, throwing them into the Tower of Creation. Then, with a wave of his hand, he canceled the small spatial restriction, and the giant insect immediately returned to calm, turning into a wisp of white light and flying away silently.

Xing Tianli suddenly realized.

This giant worm is probably a biological war mothership. These insectoids, at some unknown cost, exchanged for it and are now piloting it back to their homeland, preparing to launch a war!
No one knows which world is about to be engulfed in a devastating war.

The thought of trillions of Golden Immortal-level biological weapons swarming down made Xing Tianli feel uneasy... Even a Great Luo Immortal like him, without sufficient array cultivation, could not possibly protect a world, let alone survive an attack by trillions of Golden Immortals.

Fearing the unpredictable nature of the Black Abyss, Xing Tianli released the giant worm, taking only a few hundred of its insignificant eggs.

On the insect egg, there was also a strand of dark green blood, which was the blood that Xing Tianli had casually extracted from the large insect.

With this wisp of essence blood, Xing Tianli could attempt to use the biotechnology of the Three Months Civilization, combined with the many secret techniques of the Witch Temple, to replicate... 'clone' this giant insect.

Such a large insect with this shape is extremely rare. It would be an excellent thing to use it as the battle matrix inside the Tower of Creation.

Inside the Tower of Creation, wisps of divine light of creation surged. The little donkey began to use the various tools inside the tower to study the wisp of insect blood and the insect eggs, and even tried to hatch one of them.

Everything was proceeding smoothly, and Xing Tianli continued on his way.

Thus, along the way, Xing Tianli actually encountered seven more teams that were in a coma and were leaving the Black Abyss in a daze.

Some groups are extremely large, with populations exceeding one billion.

However, there was also a team consisting of only a father and son. They resembled the humans of Kyushu, except that the father and son had reddish skin. The father had lost an arm and was carrying his son, who looked no more than five years old, on his back as they flew rapidly through the void.

Both father and son were in a deep sleep, protected by a circle of eerie light enhanced by external forces.

The father's right hand was clenched into a fist, inside which was a pill the size of a soybean. Xing Tianli, Liu Jing, and the other two girls sensed the aura of that pill, and their expressions changed drastically—it was an extremely terrifying poison pill that followed a similar path to Liu Shang's witchcraft, but was far more insidious.

This pill is not for the physical body, but for a specific spiritual essence.

Once released, a certain type of being with special spiritual energy fluctuations will perish completely when its spiritual energy is extinguished.

This is a highly lethal poison pill... Its power limit has already exceeded Xing Tianli's current perception range—he roughly judged that even a quasi-saint could perish under such a voodoo poison.

How terrifying!

Xing Tianli took a deep breath—was the Black Abyss's foundation really that terrifying? They could even easily trade such a deadly poison pill? But this father and son, judging from their ragged clothes and dusty, unfortunate appearance, were clearly homeless people who had been wandering for a long time. What made them trade this poison pill?

Hmm, something's not right?

Xing Tianli glanced thoughtfully at the father and son who had already walked away.

There was something strange about them—the father, needless to say, was travel-worn and looked like a man in his forties. But the child was so young and innocent, probably only three or four years old?
However, this father's aura was only at the peak of Taiyi realm, not even reaching the Daluo realm.

With his cultivation level, it was already incredibly lucky for him to be able to reach the Black Abyss. It would have taken him thousands or even tens of thousands of years to fly here.
Thousands, tens of thousands of years ago, and this child is only three or four years old?
Xing Tianli hastily waved his hand, and two thin strands of essence blood were drawn from afar by the Tongtian Yuling Banner. Xing Tianli smiled slightly, and the sap from two World Mother Trees shot out from a distance, flowing into the bodies of the father and son.

Well, let's settle this as cash on delivery, so neither of us is at a disadvantage.

Xing Tianli incorporated the two strands of essence blood into the Tower of Creation and personally conducted a preliminary analysis of them—Wow, there was something strange about them. This father and son showed no signs of cultivation whatsoever.

Like the Yaksha clan, they do not need to cultivate; as long as they live long enough, they will naturally acquire power.

However, the essence of life of this father and son is far superior to that of the Yaksha clan.

They are immortal beings.

Judging from their essence and blood, as long as they do not suffer external calamities, their lifespan is almost infinite—in fact, simply consuming their essence and blood can greatly extend the lifespan of other races!
Good heavens, these are two walking ginseng fruits!

No wonder my father lost his arm and looked so disheveled; he must have been hunted down by countless people.

After living long enough, they naturally sensed the Dao of Heaven and obtained power that was not the pure physical strength of the Yaksha race, but a powerful force similar to that of cultivators who practiced fire-attribute techniques, capable of controlling flames.

However, this flame is not one of the various heavenly fires, spiritual flames, or divine flames generated by heaven and earth, but rather a kind of 'blood flame' originating from life. This blood flame has the miraculous effect of devouring the essence and blood of foreign races to nourish itself.

Just like the blood-red crystal we obtained before, the more bloodshed it causes, the stronger its power and the greater its benefits.

"These are two alien vampires who can play with fire," Xing Tianli murmured in amazement. He hurriedly had the Tower of Creation use these two strands of blood essence to create hundreds of blank bodies. Then, he carefully selected a team of ghost slaves to move in and let them integrate with the bodies and become familiar with this power.

Slowly, extremely slowly.

This population is growing at an alarmingly slow rate.

Under the influence of various technologies and spells in the Tower of Creation, the newly replicated juveniles will take about three years to grow into adult forms that are fourteen or fifteen years old and ready for battle.

So, by that calculation, the son who looks three or five years old has actually been growing and developing naturally for over 50,000 years...

(End of this chapter)