Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 317 Muyou Palace. (Third update!)

Seeing the ghost bride make a move, Xiang Songnian snorted coldly and immediately threw a punch without hesitation.

boom! ! !
bang bang bang...

In an instant, the human and the ghost were locked in combat.

Blood mist surged, filling the sky and earth, enveloping the surrounding area in a crimson hue.

A torrential rain of blood fell from the heavens and earth. At the same time, enormous blue-white ghost hands stretched out from the earth. The blood rain and the ghost hands intertwined, as if the ancient underworld had been opened, with yin energy spreading and surging, and a chill penetrating to the bone.

A massive tornado appeared out of nowhere, connecting heaven and earth with its magnificent power, instantly sweeping away every last drop of the torrential rain of blood.

A barren mountain behind Qingrao Prefecture was completely uprooted and crashed heavily onto the ghostly hand on the ground.

boom! ! !
The deafening roars continued incessantly as various ghostly techniques and spells clashed wildly, creating a massive shockwave that shook the city's protective array. The city was filled with unease, and even the cultivators on the city walls watched the battle intently, their expressions grave and their breath held.

In an instant, the world changed color, blood mist swirled with the cold wind, and as the energy swept across, a fleeting glimpse of a fleeing figure could be seen.

After a fierce battle, Xiang Songnian suddenly appeared in mid-air in the distance, his figure blurring. He looked at the ghost bride with a puzzled expression and asked in a deep voice, "Yin Zhaodian of Muyou Palace, who exactly are you?!"

This ghost bride is capable of using cultivator techniques, and what's more, she's using the signature technique of Muyou Palace, one of the six major sects in this domain, called the Yin Zhao Dian!
Even among the formal disciples of Muyou Palace, not every disciple is qualified to receive this cultivation technique!

Xiang Songnian's mind raced, making countless guesses, and his gaze toward the ghost bride deepened.

Above the dust and smoke, a figure in a phoenix coronet and wedding robes stood in mid-air, ignoring his words and about to continue her attack. However, with a slight twitch of her fingertips, she seemed to sense something and abruptly turned her head to look in the direction of Taiping County.

Kulan is borrowing her wedding dress!
Why did Zheng Que return to Taiping County?

not good!

The fact that the withered orchid borrowed a wedding dress indicates that Zheng Que was already in danger!

The enemy's calamity has arrived!

Realizing this, the ghost bride hurriedly cast a complex spell and immediately borrowed a newly made wedding dress from her dowry.

The next moment, she lost all interest in fighting Xiang Songnian and instantly returned to the red sedan chair in the ghost wedding procession.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

Almost the instant the ghost bride sat in the sedan chair, the entire ghost wedding procession immediately erupted in clanging music. Amidst the commotion, they turned and left without even glancing at the prefectural city.

Inside the red sedan chair, the face beneath the large red veil adorned with mandarin ducks playing in the water held an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

While urging the group to hurry towards Taiping County, the ghost bride continuously cast complex spells, rapidly manipulating the borrowed wedding dress to detach from Ku Lan's body, and then self-destruct to buy herself time...

Watching the ghost wedding procession approach with overwhelming force and then leave without a word, Xiang Songnian stood still, not giving chase, his thick eyebrows furrowed, his eyes full of doubt.

He felt something very strange about that ghost bride!
The other person looks like a living person playing a ghost!
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In the valley of Yaotai Mountain, on an empty branch, a figure in a yellowish-brown dress suddenly appeared.

Realizing she had returned to reality, Mu Xiangu looked around. The remains of the [Mourning Woman] had vanished into thin air, and the gloomy forest was now completely silent.

She flicked her sleeves, in high spirits, and exclaimed, "Iron Tree Prison!"

The two evil spirits from the [Scissors Prison] were not killed in vain.

Unfortunately, there isn't enough time now. We need to save Zheng Que first. The remaining neighbors of Yaotai Mountain... no, the remaining sinful evil spirits, can only be dealt with later!

Thinking this, Mu Xiangu determined the direction and immediately fled towards Taiping County.

Outside Taiping County, a car with the license plate "甲" hangs precariously in mid-air, its body upside down.

Inside the car, apart from the furniture that was fixed in place, all the miscellaneous items were smashed beyond recognition after being repeatedly knocked around during the earlier flipping.

Zheng Que gripped the summoning banner, forcibly securing himself to the tilted carriage. His eyes were wide open, unable to move, and he could only watch as countless faces surged in through the broken doors, continuously filling the carriage.

At this moment, the soul-summoning banner beside him suddenly moved without wind, creating dozens of gusts of soul wind.

huh... huh... huh...

The first few gusts of soul wind were violent and raging, with thick Yin energy within them, like invisible steel blades—these were soul-summoning winds!

The subsequent gusts of soul wind were silent yet carried a chilling aura; these were soul-capturing winds!
The next gust of soul wind had just been blown out when it began to gather the surrounding yin energy, and its speed was even faster than the previous gust of soul wind. This was the Soul-Eating Wind!

Then there was a soul wind, like mist and smoke, reflecting all sorts of illusions within it; this was the illusory soul wind!
The last few gusts of soul wind howled mournfully, mixed with ferocious ghosts flying like catkins—this was the Netherworld Soul Wind!

Summoning Wind, Soul-Capturing Wind, Soul-Eating Wind, Illusionary Soul Wind, Netherworld Wind... Qing Li used all five types of soul wind in one go.

The turbulent wind clashed like sharp blades within the narrow carriage, unleashing a series of shrill cries. The next moment, these dozens of gusts of soul wind crashed solidly into the faces of the many people surging into the carriage.

These faces suddenly opened their mouths and burst into a series of piercing screams. At the same time, the expressions on all the faces changed from resentment to pain and distortion.

The whistling sounds rose and fell, like steel needles piercing his eardrums. Zheng Que immediately showed a pained expression, but he couldn't even reach out to cover his ears.

The Soul Wind attack was effective, but the human-faced ghosts only paused for a moment before recovering and rushing back into the carriage.

The Soul-Summoning Banner is a magical artifact that is usually very effective against ghosts. However, these seemingly endless human faces are not afraid of the Soul-Summoning Banner at all!

Zheng Que wanted to make a move, but his body felt as if it were being repeatedly bound by invisible ropes, and he couldn't move at all.

Ku Lan floated over, the bright red umbrella in her hand already above his head.

This silk umbrella can withstand many abnormal conditions, but it's completely useless right now.

At the critical moment, the blood-red dress on Ku Lan's body suddenly transformed into a thick cloud of blood mist, and like a blood shadow, it quickly fled out of the carriage.

The blood mist, like an arrow released from a bow, instantly ripped open the faces of the crowd, and then...

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the blood mist suddenly exploded, carrying with it a vast expanse of crimson light.

The densely packed human faces around them were instantly shattered into dust, and skulls of all sizes fell to the ground with a crackling sound, like a torrential rain.

Outside the carriage, the black-rimmed eye that was watching them blinked as well.

In the brief moment when the pitch-black void closed, Zheng Que discovered that his body could finally move!
Without any hesitation, he immediately opened the Soul Nourishing Bag and released Shu Yunying, while simultaneously casting a series of spells.

Instantly, Shu Yunying and Ku Lan transformed into streaks of blood-red light and entered his body. On his exposed skin, colorful patterns immediately appeared, and a head quickly emerged from each of his shoulders—it was Shu Yunying and Ku Lan.

This is [Spiritual Descent Technique]!
Just then, the entire carriage suddenly creaked and collapsed as if it were made of paper!
The car body instantly lit up with dense runes. This was the restriction inside the "A" shaped vehicle. Under normal circumstances, it could even withstand attacks from the [Scissors Prison] ghosts.

But at that moment, these runes had just lit up when they shattered in an instant!

click!
The next moment, the entire "A"-shaped vehicle was instantly squeezed into a pancake by the immense force!

(End of this chapter)