Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 321 Illusionary Transfer. (First Update!)

In a flash, the woman in purple immediately steadied herself and forcibly suppressed all the thoughts that were arising in her mind.

Although she had been caught off guard, she was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator, while Zheng Que was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining!
Moreover, the other party is currently still in the illusion and has no idea what is happening outside, let alone who she is!
If the other party were also at the Foundation Establishment stage, or if they weren't currently trapped in the illusion, she might be in some trouble, but now...

Thinking of this, the purple-clad female cultivator made another forceful move, her five fingers slightly clenched like sharp claws, gripping Zheng Que's head tightly, and directly using the Soul Searching Technique!
The next moment, as the cultivation technique circulated, Zheng Que's various memories immediately surfaced in her mind...

The other party was a disciple of a rogue cultivator who had been cultivating since childhood. By chance, he had heard of the name of Daoist Qu, but he had never actually met Daoist Qu. He had been swindling and cheating people in Taiping County all along...

After the soul search was completed, the purple-clad female cultivator frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her heart.

All of Zheng Que's memories were exactly the same as what she had guessed before!
This seems a bit too much of a coincidence.
However, the situation is urgent now. If he is discovered by the "weird" face of the [Iron Tree Prison] in the air, he will not be able to leave!

Thinking of this, the purple-clad female cultivator did not hesitate. She struck Zheng Que to death with a backhand, threw his corpse towards the charging ghost, and then her figure blurred as she fled.

whoosh...

She moved with lightning speed, disappearing from the area of ​​Taiping County in an instant.

Looking around at the scene, she was very puzzled as to why she was moving so fast.
Just then, the purple-clad female cultivator saw a familiar mountain gate appear in front of her, a city high in the sky, with the three characters "Heavenly Artifact Sect" prominently displayed on the main gate.

The Heavenly Artifact Sect has arrived!
???

The purple-clad female cultivator was immediately puzzled, then realized something was wrong. She then felt a heavy weight on her wrist. Looking down, she saw that her fair wrist was being tightly gripped by a rough hand. Following the hand, she saw that it was Zheng Que!
The purple-clad female cultivator's pupils dilated slightly. She had just killed Zheng Que, but now he was still holding her wrist! And he had even followed her to the Heavenly Artifact Sect!
Before she could think further, many familiar senior and junior brothers and sisters flew out from the sect and landed in front of the two of them, surrounding them.

"Senior Sister Gao and Zheng Que are a perfect match, a match made in heaven..."

"Yes, yes! If it weren't for Senior Sister Gao, how could Zheng Que have escaped the disaster in Taiping County?"

"Such a great kindness is like being given a second life by parents. Zheng Que has nothing of value and should repay this kindness with his own body..."

"Although I also like Junior Sister Gao very much, a gentleman should help others achieve their goals. As the saying goes, there's no time like the present. Why don't Junior Sister Gao marry Zheng Que now?"

Hearing all sorts of inexplicable words, the purple-clad female cultivator's expression turned cold. She immediately cast a strange spell and shouted in a low voice, "Break!"

The next moment, everything in front of me, like a shattered mirror, revealed a dense web of cracks, then quickly fell down, revealing the true scene.

The once incredibly familiar and magnificent Tianqi Sect has now transformed into Taiping County.

And those fellow disciples who had spent years together, their faces contorted in shock, turned out to be ghosts rushing towards them.

The cacophony of congratulations and jeering sounds was a shrill, piercing wail.

Zheng Que, who was holding her wrist, immediately regained his senses and became alert.

Seeing the illusion suddenly shatter, Zheng Li immediately looked at the woman beside him. He saw that she was beautiful, wearing a white cheongsam, a tulip skirt, and a purple cardigan with wide sleeves. She had a string of pendants hanging at her waist, and her movements were accompanied by the sound of pearls and jade. Her aura was somewhat familiar.

Is this not Linghu Yuniang, or am I still in an illusion?

Before he could think any further, a vast horde of ghosts roared and charged forward.

Zheng Que quickly waved the soul-summoning banner, and gusts of soul wind howled out, sweeping in all directions.

The soul wind from the summoning banner is specifically designed to subdue ghosts. Those ghosts that charged at the forefront were immediately blown away by the soul wind, clearing out an open space.

Shu Yunying, whose head was on Zheng Que's shoulder, also regained consciousness. Seeing this, she quickly said, "No! This is a rare opportunity. Put them all into the Soul-Summoning Banner! Don't waste a single one!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que had no time to think. Just as he was about to take advantage of the opening to escape into the distance, he saw the purple-clad female cultivator beside him standing motionless, seemingly in a daze. Without hesitation, he immediately tightened his grip on her wrist, pulled her up, and used the [Phantom Escape Technique] to escape into the wilderness.

boom! !

Zheng Que had only pulled the purple-clad female cultivator a short distance when an exceptionally large ghost descended from the sky, crashing heavily in front of him and kicking up a cloud of flying sand and stones.

This monster had a stout body, no head, and more than twenty limbs. On its belly was a lifelike human face.

At this moment, a human face blocked Zheng Que's way, surrounded by a dark aura like black mist. It was none other than a ghost from the [Scissors Prison]!

"Finally...it's finally done..."

"This is the scenery after Foundation Establishment..."

"Wonderful...so wonderful..."

The headless demon opened and closed its blood-red maw, its eyes unfocused, and kept repeating broken, insane words. At the same time, its two arms stretched out, its hands being sharp claws, like blades, grabbing at Zheng Que's head.

Zheng Que waved the soul-summoning banner in his hand, and a gust of wind carrying numerous ghosts swept towards the headless ghost.

call!
This is the Netherworld Wind, chilling and shrouded in countless mayfly-like ghosts, their killing intent lurking beneath the surface.

Before the headless ghost's claws could fall, they were swept away by the Netherworld Wind.

puff puff puff...

The headless ghost's tall body was instantly riddled with holes by the ghostly wind, and its body floated out, flying backward.

After a violent surge of Yin energy around Zheng Que, it gathered into a dark blue-green ghost hand above his head, which then slapped down towards the headless ghost.

This is Shu Yunying's Yin technique!

However, before he could finish off the enemy, another [Scissors Prison] ghost, seemingly cobbled together from various parts, roared and pounced on him.

Before Zheng Que could wave the soul-summoning banner again, the ghostly hand that had gathered around him immediately changed direction and slapped at the pieced-together [Scissors Prison] ghost that was rushing towards him.

boom! !

With a deafening roar, the pieced-together [Scissors Prison] ghost that had pounced on was sent flying far away like a kite with a broken string.

At the same time, the ghostly hand of yin energy that Zheng Que had conjured slowly dissipated in mid-air.

After repelling two ghosts from the [Scissors Prison] in succession, Zheng Que's forward momentum was slowed down, and the ghosts that were relentlessly pursuing him were swarming in like a rising tide.

At that moment, not far ahead, the sounds of fighting could be heard, as Lu Maohong's side was also surrounded by the ghost tide.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, a great battle broke out, and the two sides fought fiercely and relentlessly.

While chaos reigned on the ground, in the sky, the enormous human face [Weird] still gripped the tiny piece of wood, its body enveloped in surging black mist, with yin energy continuously pouring into the wood.

(End of this chapter)