Mythology

Chapter 358 The Spirit Tooth Fairy Who Almost Died of Fright
After Lingya Xian realized that the old man's cultivation was not at the level of a True Immortal, his tense nerves relaxed, and he then heard the old man talking to himself.

"Master, are you alright?"

First came a young voice, then a slight gurgling sound followed by an aged, hoarse voice replying: "Are you alright? What makes you think you're alright? Your soul has already been scattered."

"Hehe, with my soul scattered and my spirit broken, I have no time to chat with my disciples."

"Humph."

Yang He's current state is very strange. How should I put it? It's a bit like a split personality, but the second consciousness that has appeared out of nowhere in his body is indeed from Taiyi Zhenren.

At the same time, they did not sense the soul of Taiyi Zhenren.

It is likely that the faint consciousness of Taiyi Zhenren was communicated through the Nuoxiang Ghost. This consciousness remains in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, and it may be completely destroyed once the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is broken.

"Disciple, I'll borrow your body for a moment."

“Master, please take it. There’s no need to say anything more to your disciple.”

Yang He was not worried that Taiyi Zhenren would take the initiative. In fact, Nuoxiang Gui could dispel consciousness or shed its skin at any time.

Even after Taiyi Zhenren possessed his body, it was still a good thing for him.

The alias "Three Corpses Taoist" might be able to add a background to the Twelve Golden Immortals, which would be...

Yang He slapped his forehead, forcefully suppressing the thought of betraying his master and ancestors.

“Disciple, do not worry too much. Serving the Seven Immortals is ultimately a shortcut to immortality. Even if I die and my cultivation dissipates, I can easily deal with them.”

Lingya Xian was stunned for a few moments, but then she smelled the unique smell of the corpse again. Instead of fading away, it became stronger.

"You're just pretending to be a ghost; you should at least cover up the stench of your corpse."

"Ah."

"The reason why corpse immortals are inferior is because their physical bodies are impure and they are destined to be of little use."

Lingya Xian opened its mouth and inhaled and exhaled yin energy. The ivory tusk grew to ten meters again, and dense human faces appeared at the top, locking onto Yang He with its divine sense.

He could sense that Yang He had already died from the previous attack.

A sudden burst of energy before death is most likely due to external factors.

hum.

The Spirit Tooth Fairy's trunk parted the thick fog, revealing an old man, though he still exuded an extremely strong stench of death.

"who is it?!!"

The old man was hunched over and thin, giving the impression that he might die at any moment. His face was full of wrinkles, and his long, gray beard fluttered in the wind.

His appearance was unremarkable, and his aura was dull and lifeless.

But the old man had a mole on the corner of his mouth.

The old man looked up at the Spirit Tooth Fairy, his lips twitching downwards in a strange way, revealing a few yellowed teeth. Because of his loose skin, he looked like a piece of clothing that had just been put on.

Taiyi Zhenren?

Taiyi Zhenren!!
Lingya Xian had met Taiyi Zhenren, who had clearly died and disappeared, his physical form along with that of the Twelve Golden Immortals falling into the hands of the Three Immortal Maidens.

Is the being before me really... Taiyi Zhenren?
Lingya Xian's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his ten-meter-long tusk suddenly pierced the old man, causing the surrounding ground to tremble under the strain.

He felt inexplicably flustered and dared not hold back in the slightest.

puff.

The ivory pierced into the old man's body without any obstruction.

Lingya Xian breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly. It was indeed a charade; Taiyi Zhenren had the cultivation of a Daluo Jinxian, so how could his physical body be so weak?

In retrospect, it seems that the other party was merely using their power to intimidate us.

"ridiculous."

With a sudden twist of the ivory, the old man was torn into countless pieces of flesh.

The minced flesh became nutrients for the coral reefs, the stench of corpses in the air finally dissipated, and even the golden light of the Golden Spirit Mother had faded.

"I was overthinking it."

Lingya Xian's chest heaved violently, and her heart pounded wildly.

He walked a few steps and found that there was a golden light flashing above his head. This was the divine power of the Golden Spirit Mother, which should have followed the target until the body and soul were destroyed.

A chilling wind blew, carrying a faint stench of decay into the nostrils.

Lingya Xian discovered that the source of the stench was herself, or more precisely, a spot on her right elbow emanating from a livid spot.

The lividity appeared suddenly; it certainly wasn't there before.

what! ! !
Lingya Xian let out a shrill scream as her right arm joint snapped in the opposite direction without warning, and half of the white bone spur pierced through her flesh.

Even more terrifying, the broken part of his right arm began to writhe wildly.

Click.

Amidst the sickening clanging of bones, a brand new arm emerged from the wound.

His arms were withered and thin, his skin covered with lividity, and his five fingers were gripping Lingya Xian's shoulder so tightly that they were embedded in his flesh.

“You little rascal, do you still recognize this old Taoist?”

The familiar voice rang out, and Lingya Xian was terrified.

In just a few breaths, his arm sprouted like flowering and fruiting vegetation, and a gaunt old man grew out of it—it was none other than the Taiyi Zhenren who had just been torn apart.

Taiyi Zhenren and Lingya Xian were actually related by blood.

"you……"

Just as Lingya Xian was about to circulate his magic, he suddenly discovered that his ivory was beginning to rot, and yin energy was continuously pouring into the old man's body.

"It really is... the Grandmaster Taiyi! Otherwise, it would never be so strange!!"

"The Twelve Golden Immortals are all inhuman evil spirits!!!"

Lingya Xian's face turned pale. Fear caused his Dao heart to falter, and the old man's strange laughter grew increasingly grating, as if it were thorns in his back.

In terms of strength, the four disciples are subtly superior to the twelve Golden Immortals.

However, compared to the Seven Immortals who served as attendants, the Twelve Golden Immortals were completely unapproachable, and had always been the type who would never fight back or retaliate when insulted. "Little Spirit Tooth."

Taiyi Zhenren, like a leech, whispered in Lingya Xian's ear, "You should know that what this old Taoist is best at is dismantling people's bodies and seizing their souls, hehehehehe."

With a burst of strength from his withered arm, lividity began to spread.

"what!!!"

Lingya Xian screamed in agony, the chilling aura seeping into her body through her meridians. Every move Taiyi Zhenren made felt like torture, causing pain to emanate from her internal organs.

"no no!!"

Lingya Xian's eyes turned blood red, and then it opened its blood-red maw and actually bit its own right shoulder!

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and his entire right arm, along with half of his shoulder, was forcibly ripped off. As black blood splattered, Taiyi Zhenren was detached from his body.

"The Twelve Golden Immortals are all monsters; you deserve to die and perish."

Lingya Fairy fled without looking back, crashing into buildings along the way, her severed arm gushing black blood, leaving a shocking trail.

Yang He watched Lingya Xian's disheveled figure, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Is Taiyi Zhenren strong? He is indeed strong, but he can never unleash his full potential before his birth. The idea of ​​him killing Lingya Xian is utter nonsense.

“Disciple, let’s go. If we wait any longer, Spirit Tooth Fairy will realize what’s going on.”

Taiyi Zhenren's consciousness lay dormant, and his hundred-pound Lingya Immortal bones and flesh fell away.

Yang He's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the Spirit Tooth Immortal Bone and Flesh. The abundant Yin energy contained within it was a rare spiritual material for alchemy.

"Master, experience is the best teacher."

He hurriedly turned into the alley, his wounds mostly healed, and the stench of death had vanished.

After Yang He put on the skin of the Immortal Taiyi, most of the sage's remaining power was neutralized. As long as the skin was not damaged, he would be barely affected.

He glanced up at the golden light, which was slightly dim, but he still couldn't shake it off.

“Master, although the Golden Spirit Mother is not paying attention to me for the time being, as she is busy dealing with the Cloud Soaring Lady, she will eventually realize that the Spirit Tooth Immortal has been defeated.”

"No need, disciple, you've gone the wrong way."

Yang He paused slightly. He was heading towards the mountain range where Taiyi Zhenren belonged. The aura was similar, so he wouldn't make a mistake. All he needed to do next was fill the skin with flesh and blood, and his cheap master could reshape his body and soul.

"Go to the mansion."

"Master, Yuanshi..."

“Disciple, I have told you before, do not call them by their names directly.”

"The sage has imparted a lineage to me, which can rebuild your foundation. Since the four disciples are too busy to attend to it, I have at least a 60-70% chance of success."

Yang He explained the effects of the Immortal Skin to Taiyi Zhenren.

He was deeply puzzled and even doubted the authenticity of Taiyi Zhenren's consciousness, but the fact that Nuoxiang Gui could perceive the reality and illusion of consciousness was a lingering remnant in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation.

"Disciple, would you be willing to accompany me to the residence of the Three Immortals?"

"The four disciples are inside."

"I just want to see them, and before I die, I want to help you and Nezha find a chance."

"Master, you..."

Through the Nuo Xiang ghost, Yang He sensed that Taiyi Zhenren had suddenly become enlightened, seemingly accepting death and the dissipation of his Dao. However, since it involved Yuanshi Tianzun, he dared not mention anything related to it.

Master Taiyi chuckled and said, “No need to force yourself. My disciple, you can take my skin with you when you leave the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. That will be a way of making amends.”

"Ahe, I am already very gratified that you came to save your master."

Yang He was startled, and couldn't help but think of Old Man Yang from the main world.

“Master, they are just four disciples. What harm is there in them leaving?”

"it is good!"

After Yang He finished speaking, he pointed his index finger and a golden light appeared, and the yin energy disappeared into the golden light.

Golden light flashed, casting four blurry figures.

Taiyi Zhenren spoke calmly, “Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Jinling, Holy Mother Wudang, Holy Mother Guiling, this old Daoist would like to have a talk with you.”

The four figures gradually became clearer, but the light no longer radiated outwards.

Meanwhile, deep within the mansion.

Ripples spread across the mirror held by the Golden Spirit Mother, revealing the face of the Taiyi Zhenren, though it was clearly just a shell.

The Holy Mother of Wudang looked Yang He up and down, "Taiyi has taken in a good disciple."

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit calculated with her fingers and said, "Yes, it is formed from innate corpse energy. To be precise, it is of the same generation as us, or even a generation higher."

"His supernatural abilities are unique; even as a mere corpse immortal, he far surpasses the ordinary."

Golden Spirit Mother shook her head and continued, "This person cannot be kept alive. The lingering resentment of Taiyi Zhenren must also be eliminated as soon as possible. Next, we must deal with the remaining eleven bodies to prevent future troubles."

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit nodded, and with a thought, her fingernails transformed into evil spirits.

"go."

The evil spirit, carrying a tortoise shell on its back, prepared to crawl out of the mansion using all four limbs.

"and many more."

Daoist Duobao stopped the Holy Mother Guiling, then smiled and glanced at his fellow Daoists, saying, "It wouldn't hurt to see her."

"But……"

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit frowned slightly, and before she could finish speaking, Daoist Duobao interrupted.

"You should know why the Three Immortal Maidens died, and why Zhao Gongming faced the Twelve Golden Immortals alone, ultimately dying in the Ten Deadly Formations."

After a moment of silence, the four disciples replied, "It wouldn't hurt to meet her."

“Jin Guang, you personally led them here.”

(End of this chapter)