Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 130 The Position of the Main Soul. (Second Update!)

Thinking of this, Xiao Yiyang took out the bright red talisman again and cast a complex spell.

This is the [Teleportation Talisman], which is extremely expensive even within the Heavenly Artifact Sect!

The next moment, a ball of flame emerged from the talisman and spread rapidly along his arm. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yiyang was draped in a cloak made of blood-red flames.

The moment the flaming cloak appeared, just as he had done the previous times he used this talisman, his figure vanished from the spot.

But in the blink of an eye, his figure reappeared in the same spot.

Upon realizing this, Xiao Yiyang's expression changed drastically. He turned to look behind the fence and saw that the cracks on the body that sealed the [Dream Weaver] were rapidly deepening, and chunks of flesh were falling off like fragments from a kiln.

As the flesh and blood shed away, the Yin energy on this cultivator's body grew stronger and stronger. Clearly, [Dream Weaver] was about to completely break free from the suppression of the seal!

Xiao Yiyang couldn't care less about anything else for a moment and immediately took out a small figure made of folded light yellow paper from his storage bag.

The little figure was about the size of a palm, folded into a simple human shape. It was empty, without even facial features. But when Xiao Yiyang threw it to the ground, it rapidly expanded before it even hit the ground!
In the blink of an eye, the paper figure transformed into the size of a normal person, emanating a dense aura of yin energy.

Xiao Yiyang quickly cut his palm and used his spiritual blood to write his birth date and name on the paper figure.

As the last stroke was completed, a loud crash came from behind the fence not far away. The bare skeleton, stripped of all its flesh and blood, collapsed to the ground.

Flesh and bones were laid out on the ground, and where the body had originally been, the true form of the Dream Weaver finally appeared.

It was a fleshy cocoon ten feet tall, without skin, entirely blood red, covered with countless hands and eyes. Within each eye grew several smaller pupils, which rolled around, reflecting multiple images.

The seal has been lifted!
The many eyes on [Dream Weaver] immediately looked around.

Xiao Yiyang stood motionless outside the broken fence.

Without hesitation, [Dream Weaver] immediately lashed out with its claws, tearing Xiao Yiyang in two, his flesh and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

After dealing with the young man from the Heavenly Artifact Sect, [Dream Weaver] didn't linger and headed straight outside.

As it walked out, its body rapidly wriggled, shrank, and changed, quickly transforming into the appearance of Xiao Yiyang.

Step, step, step...

【Dream Weaver】Walked out of the stone chamber and entered the ghost cellar. After wading through the blood for only a few steps, he saw the tall ghost sneaking back.

"What were you doing just now?" [Dream Weaver] turned his head to look at the tall ghost, his voice low and hoarse.

The tall ghost froze instantly and quickly said, "Little ghost, I just smelled the scent of a living person and went to the outer hall. I found a member of the Shu family who went to the ghost fighting arena!"

Bang! !

As soon as the tall ghost finished speaking, its body exploded, turning into a dense cloud of yin energy that quickly dissipated without a trace.

The Dream Weaver remained calm, his steps unwavering as he continued walking outwards. As he journeyed, his appearance shifted from Xiao Yiyang to a tall, ghostly figure…

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Shujiabao.

Underground mine.

Thump, thump, thump... Heavy footsteps echoed through the mine tunnel. The Jia siblings, drenched in sweat and pale-faced, ran desperately into the depths of the mine.

Suddenly, a chilly wind whistled ahead, and then the view opened up, revealing a deep pit at the end of the mine tunnel. Inside the pit, bones were piled up like mountains, and a black banner, chained with pitch-black chains, was stuck diagonally above them.

It's a soul-summoning banner! The Jia siblings, who had just been filled with despair, suddenly became extremely excited.

Without any suspicion, the two jumped directly into the pit.

The deep pit was dark and rugged, with skeletons often half-buried in the mud and rocks, making it difficult to walk.

The brother and sister paid no heed to any of this, supporting each other and rushing towards the black banner on the mountain of bones, seemingly having completely forgotten the danger they had just faced.

Soon, they rushed to the black banner and both of them reached out to grab it.

The next moment, both siblings' arms passed through the black banner without any hindrance, without touching anything.

Jia Bin and Jia Miaoniang were both stunned. They subconsciously turned their heads to look behind them and saw that the mine tunnel they had come from was still faintly lit. The edge of the deep pit was empty and there was nothing there.

At this point, the two finally remembered everything that had happened before...

Their physical bodies are not here, but sealed in the ancestral hall of Shujiabao!

This is why no matter where they flee, they always end up returning to their ancestral hall!

Thinking of this, the two were terrified and instinctively tried to escape from the pit. However, the height that had been a simple leap down now seemed like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how they climbed, they could not get close to the edge of the pit.

As they ran, the siblings gradually came into view a dense array of figures.

These figures, just like the two of them, were all desperately trying to escape in a daze and in extreme fear.

Liang Yao, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, was among them.

Seeing this scene, both Jia Bin and Jia Miaoniang showed intense fear, and their rationality began to gradually deteriorate.

At that moment, a figure flashed above the pit; Qing Li had already caught up.

Sensing the presence of many ghostly creatures, Qingli's expression immediately brightened, and she quickly walked to the edge of the pit and looked down.

She immediately saw that among the piles of white bones below were numerous souls, which were constantly trying to escape upwards, but seemed to be pulled by some force and unable to leave.

Qingli didn't even glance at the black banner stuck on the mountain of bones; her gaze was fixed on the numerous ghosts in the deep pit.

The next moment, she rushed into it, unleashing her four arms and hacking away at all the dead souls.

Boom boom boom...

Muffled thuds echoed continuously, shaking the White Bone Mountain as it slowly collapsed. It was a one-sided crushing attack; all the ghosts in the deep pit could not withstand Qing Li's blow.

As Qing Li's killing intent intensified, her attacks became even faster.

All the souls she killed transformed into a pure, cold yin energy, drifting towards the black banner above the mountain of white bones.

But halfway there, the yin energy mysteriously disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up by something even more terrifying and unknown.

Qingli grew increasingly excited as she killed, and the number of ghosts in the deep pit decreased rapidly.

Suddenly, Qingli felt as if something was calling to her. She turned her head and looked in one direction, and saw that the black banner stuck on the top of White Bone Mountain had transformed into a long and narrow staircase with patterns that resembled insects and birds.

The steps wind upwards, numerous and countless, with darkness on both sides, leading to a vast black throne at the end!

(End of this chapter)