Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 322 A Chance. (Second Update!)

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

Zheng Que waved the soul-summoning banner continuously, while his body was filled with surging yin energy. Under the effect of the [Spirit Descent Technique], he frequently used the ghost skills and yin arts of Ku Lan and Shu Yunying.

The wind howled in all directions, stirring up countless specks of dust, swirling like smog.

Boom boom boom...

With a loud bang, all the ghosts that rushed up from the surrounding area were swept into the banner by the soul wind.

Some special ghosts were able to resist the summoning wind, but they were immediately revealed from the ghost horde and quickly subjected to Zheng Que's various methods of attack and destruction.

However, the number of ghosts seemed endless, and with each wave of them attacking, Zheng Que, despite being empowered by the [Spirit Descent Technique] and having strength comparable to the ghosts of the [Scissors Prison], was unable to break through in a short time.

The purple-clad female cultivator beside him, whose wrist he was gripping tightly, had unfocused and empty eyes. She would occasionally regain her composure, but would soon fall back into a daze.

at last……

Just as another ghost from the [Scissors Prison] attacked, the purple-clad female cultivator suddenly raised her head and slapped the ghost with her palm.

boom! ! !
The [Scissors Prison] ghost was immediately struck and let out a shrill howl. In the midst of the howl, its ghostly body was torn to pieces, collapsing into plumes of thick smoke that quickly dissipated, and its soul was instantly annihilated.

Having successfully escaped the illusion, the purple-clad female cultivator said urgently, "Quick!"

"In the storage pouch at my waist, there is a [Dongxuan Jianzhen Talisman], with a purple background and green patterns. Don't take the wrong one."

"Quickly help me retrieve this talisman, and then activate it immediately."

"Otherwise, we'll all die now!"

After saying this, the woman in purple remained calm, letting Zheng Que hold her wrist, daring not to struggle any further...

She has just experienced seven or eight illusions in a row!

Every time she woke up from the illusion, as soon as she broke free from Zheng Que's hand, she would immediately fall into the next illusion!
Even when using the trump cards given by the sect, it's the same.

At first, she thought it was because she had fallen victim to Zheng Que's "law," but now...

A cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining who can accommodate a "law" is already a genius, and it is impossible for him to use the "law" so exquisitely!
The illusions she experienced were actually the "weirdness" of that [Iron Tree Prison]!
As long as she doesn't break free from Zheng Que's grasp, she can remain conscious, which is Zheng Que's "law"!
boom! !

At this moment, Zheng Que reacted quickly, blasting away a ghost that rushed towards him. He then swiftly planted the soul-summoning banner on the ground beside him. Before he could even speak, he immediately followed the instructions of the purple-clad female cultivator and reached for the storage bag at her waist.

At this moment, to prevent himself from falling into the illusion again, he was still tightly gripping the purple-clad female cultivator's wrist with his other hand...

Zheng Que obtained a purple satin storage bag embroidered with a cluster of flowers and leaves. Just as he was about to open it, he immediately discovered that, like Chen Zhentao's storage bag, the bag's opening was sealed. Without the owner's spiritual power or true essence, it could not be opened normally!

Zheng Que frowned and immediately said, "There's a restriction! You can't open it; you'll have to open it yourself!"

While fending off the surrounding ghosts, the purple-clad female cultivator quickly replied telepathically, "If I open this storage bag myself now, I will fall into an illusion!"

"You're the one who must open the storage bag!"

"That 'weird' creature from the Iron Tree Prison is refining the Nine Netherworld Treasure!" "If it succeeds, every living being in Taiping County will die!"

"Including you and me!"

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Boom boom boom boom…

Just as the two were talking, the Soul-Summoning Banner, under Qing Li's control, stirred up large gusts of soul wind that swept in all directions.

The female cultivator in purple robes also continued to attack, clearing away the numerous approaching ghosts.

For a moment, Zheng Que had a rare free time. Upon hearing this, he immediately looked up and gazed at the "strange" Iron Tree Prison in the sky.

Above the sky, black mist swirls and surges like giant waves, as if another layer of "sky" is floating beneath the heavens, completely obscuring the sky above the surrounding area.

The face exuding the aura of the Iron Tree Prison was "weird". The claws formed from skulls gripped the piece of wood, which was no more than an inch long, with great care. The Yin energy around the body was condensed and gathered like black water, pouring into the wood like a waterfall.

The moment Zheng Que saw that piece of broken wood, an overwhelming feeling of closeness welled up in his heart.

This feeling of closeness was extremely strong, like water and milk blending together, as if one wanted to immediately merge into the other, far surpassing the feeling when one saw the [Presented Treasure Box] last time!
This is the material from the vehicle with the license plate "甲"!
Time was of the essence, and Zheng Que quickly regained his composure, connecting all the clues in his mind, and suddenly understood one thing...

His tribulation this time was not due to the "twisting" nature of the [Iron Tree Prison]!
Instead, it refined the "strange" nature of that piece of broken wood!
His lifespan is until tonight at 9 PM.

Therefore, the "unpredictable" nature of this [Iron Tree Prison] will successfully refine that piece of broken wood at the hour of Hai (9-11 PM).

However, it will not succeed before 9 PM!

Thinking of this, Zheng Li immediately said, "I don't need your storage bag, I have a way to deal with it!"

As he spoke, he cast a spell, quickly dispelling the [Spirit Descent Technique].

The next moment, Ku Lan and Shu Yunying, like ripe fruit, rolled off his shoulder.

Before the withered orchid even hit the ground, it began to rapidly absorb the surrounding yin energy to recover from its weakened state; Shu Yunying, on the other hand, showed no signs of weakness, except for the significant depletion of yin energy.

After dispelling the [Spirit Descent Technique], Zheng Que's aura immediately returned to the eighth level of Qi Refining. However, with the help of the Soul Summoning Banner, the purple-clad female cultivator, and the two [Scissors Prison] ghost servants, Ku Lan and Shu Yun Ying, the surrounding ghosts roared and howled, but for a time they could not get close to him.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Que maintained the grip on the purple-clad female cultivator's wrist with one hand, and pointed his other hand to his brow, while quickly saying, "Listen up, this method of mine only has one chance!"

"You must interrupt me immediately if you discover that I'm trapped in a hallucination!"

As he spoke, he touched the tip of his finger between his eyebrows and immediately circulated his spiritual power. A pattern resembling both an insect and a bird quietly appeared between his eyebrows.

However, the moment the edict was activated, before Zheng Que could even draw it out, the piece of wood that [Iron Tree Prison] was "strangely" holding suddenly burst forth with an ancient and mysterious aura. This aura was obscure and ancient, and it was extremely similar to the aura emanating from the edict.

The next moment, all the Yin energy that the "weirdness" of the Iron Tree Prison had just poured into the broken wood was transformed into the power of the broken wood itself!

Whoosh!
As if suddenly brought to life, the broken wood broke free from the "weird" hand of the Iron Tree Prison and shot headlong toward Zheng Que. Its speed and force were so great that it severed all four of the "weird"'s fingers in one swift motion!

(End of this chapter)