Mythology

Chapter 334 The Wish-Making Corpse Immortal Technique

The rain was continuous, and the yin energy in the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron had reached a suitable level.

Before long, a blazing sun rose in the east, and a cold moon appeared in the west.

Amidst the wondrous sight of the sun and moon shining together, Yang He's pupils suddenly contracted, and the remains of two immortals, bound by ropes, were hanging upside down in mid-air.

Faced with Lady Yunxiao, even immortals had no choice but to cut off their tails to survive.

Ma Shan and Yi Qi Xian had at least 30% of their cultivation reduced.

"If my wishes could be granted, wouldn't the remaining eighteen Sea-Stabilizing Pearls be..."

Yang He hesitated slightly, knowing that making a wish would inevitably involve the appearance of Lady Qiongxiao, whose strength was constantly increasing.

As he pondered, his spiritual vision began to surge, and a faint scent of rouge wafted through the courtyard.

"Four senior brothers, Lady Qiongxiao may very well appear and attack us. Please help me repel her, and be extremely careful!!"

Nezha raised an eyebrow, about to make a few jokes, but his expression turned serious.

Hee hee hee.

The woman's laughter came from all directions.

Compared to the previous two times, Qiongxiao Niangniang's words were no longer ambiguous, and it could be seen from the wedding dress inside the coffin that her upper body was intact.

Yang Jian was on high alert when the Seven Monsters of Meishan appeared in the courtyard at the same time.

"Junior brother, you and the Three Immortal Maidens should have a good relationship, right? How did things fall apart..."

Before he could finish speaking, the pupil of his third eye trembled, and his gaze locked onto Yang He's back, where a beautiful figure could be seen appearing and disappearing.

A pale, jade-like arm suddenly appeared and gently wrapped around Yang He's neck.

Lady Qiongxiao's half-body was pressed tightly against Yang He's back, the red silk of her wedding dress as vivid as blood, fluttering slightly in the cold wind.

"My love~~"

She whispered in Yang He's ear, her voice soft and gentle, yet with a chilling intimacy.

A fingernail scratched across Yang He's shirt, the fabric tearing silently to reveal pale skin beneath, the lividity slowly seeping into his bone marrow.

Yang Jian noticed that Yang He's three Yang Flames had been mostly extinguished; Lady Qiongxiao clearly wanted Yang He to become a corpse!

Nezha suppressed his smile, and karmic fire enveloped his entire body.

In just a few breaths, most of Yang He's skin and flesh were already covered with lividity.

Logically speaking, with the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body, even if the Corpse Transformation were a hundred times more severe, it would not be able to threaten Yang He's life.

But that's not the case.

Yang Jian noticed that the flesh covered by lividity had completely lost its vitality, with no trace of yin energy remaining; it was simply a piece of dead flesh.

If the infection spreads throughout his body, he wasn't sure if Yang He could come back to life.

"evildoer!!"

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword flashed with cold light, pointing directly at Lady Qiongxiao.

Nezha followed closely behind, his Fire-Tipped Spear instantly bursting into flames, forming a pincer attack with Yang Jian. Huang Tianhua then unleashed his small world to help Yang He share the damage caused by the corpse transformation.

Lady Qiongxiao lowered her head as if she hadn't heard anything, her long, black hair falling down to cover half of her face, and she smiled foolishly.

Yuan Hong transformed into a giant ape and pounced, his third eye locking onto Lady Qiongxiao.

The Seven Eccentrics of Meishan each displayed their unique abilities, completely surrounding the courtyard.

Lady Qiongxiao focused all her attention on Yang He until Nezha was within half a meter of her, at which point the Fire-Tipped Spear transformed into a crimson rainbow and pierced straight into his heart.

She came to her senses, her brows furrowing with embarrassment and anger.

"roll!!!"

With a flick of her hand, Lady Qiongxiao actually managed to grab the tip of the Fire-Tipped Spear. The karmic fire burned in her palm, yet it couldn't harm her in the slightest.

She tilted her head, a strange smile curving her lips.

Nezha groaned and spat out a large amount of black hair, some of which had already wrapped around his internal organs, almost causing injury to his body.

"Brother, please step aside."

Yang Jian's heavenly eyes widened in fury, and his three-pointed double-edged sword slashed down with the force of thunder!
The blade grazed the wedding dress of Lady Qiongxiao, tearing a gap that revealed the stark white bones beneath, abruptly silencing the laughter.

Lady Qiongxiao's empty eyes stared intently at Yang Jian, revealing a hint of resentment.

She looked down at her torn sleeve, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

"You're looking for death..."

Lady Qiongxiao suddenly disappeared, and the next moment she appeared behind Huang Tianhua, her five fingers like hooks piercing into his abdomen, aiming straight for his heart.

Huang Tianhua struggled to avoid vital organs, but was still ripped open with a deep wound that exposed bone.

Within the courtyard, supernatural powers and objects danced in the air.

Lady Qiongxiao released Yang He after being attacked by the four in turn.

Yang He stumbled back to consciousness, pus and blood seeping from his face, his brows furrowed in shock. In just a short moment, he had lost control of most of his body, and the parts of his body that had turned into corpses were all numb.

He possessed a corpse-dissolving immortal body and was the world's first wisp of innate corpse energy. The fact that he almost died from corpse transformation is absurd to think about.

"Cough cough cough."

The zombification was still intensifying, but it wasn't as noticeable as when Lady Qiongxiao was embracing him.

Despite the excruciating pain, Yang He's body suddenly swelled, his bones cracking with a tooth-grinding sound, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a five-meter-tall, three-headed, six-armed giant.

The miniature world of Corpse Wheels suddenly unfolded, with asphalt-like blood flowing and white bones piling up like mountains.

Yang Jian retreated several steps. It had only been a short time since he last saw his junior brother, yet he was already close to the perfection of the Returning to Nothingness Realm, and his supernatural abilities were even far superior to his own.

Nezha cheered repeatedly, but a hint of envy inevitably lingered in his eyes.

thump.

Yang He frowned, concentrated his fist on one point and punched out, stirring up a cold wind out of thin air.

To their surprise, Lady Qiongxiao did not choose to dodge; instead, amidst the deafening roar, she transformed into a cloud of dust and scattered. When the dust settled, the courtyard returned to silence.

Yang Jian and the other three were seriously injured, and each of them took pills to suppress their injuries.

"Junior brother, are you alright?" Nezha ripped off his broken right arm, and as the karmic fire burned fiercely, a new limb grew back.

"fine."

Yang He recovered and staggered back a few steps, leaning against the courtyard wall and panting heavily.

He did not retract the Corpse Wheel Small World, fearing that Lady Qiongxiao would reappear. He waited for a long time before concealing his aura and focusing on himself.

This is the first time I've been in such a sorry state since I acquired the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body.

Yang He's entire body was covered in bluish-purple lividity, even his internal organs were not spared, and his bones also had some strange lividity.

The lividity was not random; it subtly formed strange, Daoist-like patterns.

Nezha wanted to step forward to investigate, but Yang Jian quickly stopped him, "Brother Dao, I don't think Lady Qiongxiao has any ill intentions; on the contrary..."

Yang Jian shook his head, completely baffled by the connection between Yang He and the Three Immortal Maidens.

Huang Tianhua and the other two had no time to spare. If they didn't stabilize their injuries soon, they would be in trouble. As they were new to the Hunyuan Realm, it was really difficult for them to deal with Lady Qiongxiao.

Yang He closed his eyes and sensed the corpse spots, noticing that the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body did not offer much resistance, while his upper, middle, and lower dantian experienced slight tremors.

"Three Corpses?"

He didn't know the realms after becoming an immortal, but he had heard some terms from others.

Things like "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top," "Five Qi Returning to the Origin," and "Slaying the Three Corpses."

Yang He had read through many Taoist scriptures. Taoism seemed to refer to the Three Corpses as the Three Poisons, which would be born from the body after reaching a certain level. One had to sever the Three Corpses to free the body and soul.

Under normal circumstances, severing the three corpses is already very close to the level of a sage.

To be precise, Yang He's transformation into a corpse was more like Qiongxiao Niangniang influencing his three dantians, touching upon a trace of the three corpses' aura when he reached the Guixu Realm.

Before long, the zombification showed signs of fading.

However, flesh and bones become lifeless. Only when yin energy flows into the body does the skin and flesh gradually regain their color, and the yang fire is rekindled.

Yang He seemed to be deep in thought, and for some reason, he sensed a trace of immortal charm from the corpse spots.

Like Shen Gongbao, who possessed the body of a ghost immortal in advance.

"By the way, is it possible to become a Corpse Immortal with the help of Lady Qiongxiao?"

"The chances are slim."

Yang He suppressed the thought in his mind. The methods to become an immortal were vastly different, and he would surely die if he tried to do so through the Ghost Immortal Method. He would rather focus his energy on absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

No matter when a sage descends, it will not hinder one's attempt to reach the Integration Realm.

"I'll wait before making a wish, hehe. I might as well make a bunch of requests at once, and then take the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl back to the main world to die."

"We can also consider what requirements would maximize our benefits."

Yang He looked up and inhaled the essence of the sun and moon, which his Corpse Wheel Small World was consuming with great eagerness, far more efficiently than his meditation on the sun and moon.

Yang Jian and the others also couldn't help but immerse themselves in the cycle of the universe.

They had never come into contact with tangible Yin energy before. Even the Daoist temples of the Twelve Golden Immortals could not reach such a level, since the source of Yin energy in the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron was the immortals.

"Junior brother, will Lady Qiongxiao attack again?"

"Don't worry, it's safe for now."

Just as Yang Jian was about to ask further questions, Yang He brazenly summoned hundreds of eye insects, which then carried him into the air.

The two remains of immortals were within arm's reach.

Not only Yang He himself was inhaling and exhaling, but swarms of eye worms clung to the surface of the mangled body, transporting the fragments of flesh and bone into the Corpse Wheel Small World.

With the help of the five-colored ghosts, the bits of flesh and bones quickly became nutrients for the small world.

The Corpse Wheel Small World originally had a blazing sun, which has now become even more real, and the moonlight has begun to slowly condense into the rudimentary shape of a crescent moon.

The sun and moon shine together, becoming ever more real.

However, Yang He had a strong foundation, and the essence of the sun and moon needed by the Corpse Wheel Small World was more than a hundred times that of ordinary people, so the Eye Worm also had a very good appetite.

I don't know how much time passed, but it seemed to be about five or six days.

One-third of the two immortal remains were devoured, and Yang Jian and the others also benefited greatly. Nezha showed some signs of attempting to break through to the Guixu Realm.

Yang He's digestion of the essence of the sun and moon had reached saturation, and the sun and moon in the Corpse Wheel Small World emitted a faint light, naturally reaching perfection.

He was so happy that he forgot all about home and even regarded the Hunyuan Golden Bucket as a blessed land.

There's no need to worry about how long he can relax. Anyway, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is beyond Yang He's control. He only needs to confirm that his spiritual vision is normal, which means that the three sages haven't intervened yet.

"kindness?"

Yang He suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly communicated with the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple outside.

His face was grim; he had almost forgotten that the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, which housed eight Golden Immortals, was now being noticed by some immortals.

"As a permanent entity, the loss of the flesh and blood Taoist temple is actually not a big deal."

"Oh shit."

"Half a month has passed, and the resources stockpiled by the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple are enough to sustain us until we become immortals. We can't let those cunning old immortals get away with it."

Yang He also realized that the sage was destined to descend, and he had to seize the time, as the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation would be broken sooner or later.

"My shop is in the south corner of the city, and inside are the skins of the Twelve Golden Immortals. I wish it could appear here."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I hope the four of you will not encounter any danger."

"The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is of great use to me."

“Ma Shan once had murderous intent towards me.”

"And, there is a lack of a lineage for achieving the status of a Corpse Immortal."

(End of this chapter)