Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 440 Return to the Stronghold. (Third update!)

Within the stronghold, in the casting room.

After Shu Yunying finished casting the last spell, a streak of light flashed across the skirt that was suspended in mid-air. The skirt unfurled, bobbing up and down as it showed her the result.

This newly forged "Stunning Smoke Skirt" is still covered with various holes, but compared to the first one she made, the number of holes is much less, and the time it took to forge it is also much shorter.

Looking at the gorgeous, light, and openwork robes in front of her, Shu Yunying's lips curved slightly, very satisfied.

She has already figured out some casting techniques, and if she had more materials, she feels she could cast even faster next time!

Just then, a deep roar suddenly reached her ears.

The voice was cold and chilling, filled with an indescribable terror, causing Shu Yunying to freeze. After recovering, she was immediately enraged!
Which blind ghost is making such a racket?
Fortunately, I had just successfully forged the [Stunning Smoke Skirt], otherwise, if I had been interrupted midway, the forging process would have inevitably failed!
He then instructed Shu Que to investigate the identity of that wandering ghost, and then to report it to the lord in the underworld, demanding that the blind ghost be cast into the eighteenth level of hell...

In the blink of an eye, Shu Yunying flicked her sleeves, put away the newly made magic robe, and turned to walk out the door.

Leaving the casting room, she glanced around the base and noticed many changes. Shu Que had already built several houses, but without her guidance, the houses he built were noticeably simpler and uglier...

Shu Yunying shook her head inwardly, withdrew her gaze, glanced at the ghosts carrying materials, and then looked at Linghu Yuniang in the shop.

Linghu Yuniang looked at Shu Yunying, smiled slightly, and was about to speak when she saw Shu Yunying pause, suddenly turn her head, and look into the depths of Xue Tong Pass.

A large number of ghosts are surging this way!

Shu Yunying frowned and immediately looked at Linghu Yuniang.

She had seen this Linghu Yuniang before, but judging from her current appearance, she was clearly now Shu Que's ghost servant.

Thinking of this, Shu Yunying immediately walked up to Linghu Yuniang and asked directly, "Where did Shu Que go?"

Shuque?

Who is that?
Linghu Yuniang was taken aback. She only knew Zheng Que, not Shu Que.

Just as Linghu Yuniang was about to reply, the ground of the entire stronghold suddenly began to shake violently.

boom! ! !
With a muffled thud, the ground of the stronghold, along with the buildings on it, began to sway left and right, just like a ship encountering a storm.

Linghu Yuniang immediately realized that the stronghold's formation had been attacked!
The earthquake-like scene was because the formation channeled most of the impact into the earth's veins.

At this moment, Shu Yunying snorted coldly and, without waiting for Linghu Yuniang's reply, flashed and charged towards the formation.

Linghu Yuniang's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison], and she did not have a Yin rank, so she was much slower than Shu Yunying. However, she quickly reacted and hurriedly walked out of the formation.

Rumble…

As soon as Linghu Yuniang stepped out of the great formation, she saw a vast and mighty horde of ghosts, like a tidal wave, rushing out from the depths of Xue Tong Pass and charging towards them.

These ghosts were not targeting the stronghold behind them, but heading straight for the outskirts of Blood Pass.

However, the number of ghosts was too great and their scale too large, and the stronghold happened to be blocking their escape route!

Most of the ghosts rushed past from both sides of the stronghold, but a portion of the ghost horde headed straight for the stronghold! Although the stronghold was protected by defensive formations and was also connected to the power of the earth's veins, it could not hold out for long against so many ghosts!
At this moment, Shu Yunying showed no sign of backing down. Her clothes fluttered as she stood in front of the stronghold, her body surging with yin energy. Above her head, six enormous ghostly hands gathered and slapped down one after another at the ghosts rushing towards the stronghold.

Boom boom boom boom…

The charging ghost was quickly slapped away by Shu Yunying's [Little Sky-Supporting Hand], its soul scattered and dissipating rapidly as a large amount of pure Yin energy.

However, the ghosts kept coming in like a flood, and in addition to the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], there were also a considerable number of [Scissors Hell] ghosts mixed in.

Just as Shu Yunying increased the speed of her strikes, an exceptionally large ghost, like a moving mountain of flesh, rushed to the front of the stronghold. Its body was filled with yin energy, and it was also the [Scissors Prison].

Shu Yunying's [Little Sky-Supporting Hand] immediately slammed towards the enormous mountain of flesh demon.

boom! ! !
With a deafening roar, the enormous mountain of flesh suddenly raised its thick, pillar-like arm and forcefully blocked the [Little Sky-Supporting Hand].

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Shu Yunying suddenly let out a strange laugh. Her wide sleeve covered her lips, and the laughter was as ethereal and uncertain as smoke and clouds, as if it came from all directions.

Amidst the laughter, the enormous mountain of flesh seemed to suddenly go berserk, and began attacking the other ghosts beside it.

Ping Pong Pong...

The flesh mountain demon stood like a giant pillar amidst the surging tide of ghosts, its thick arms sweeping across the entire area, instantly clearing a space to its side.

But soon, a large number of ghosts from the [Scissors Prison] rushed up from behind.

"Hehehe...hehe..."

However, before these [Scissors Prison] ghosts could even get close to Shu Yunying, they were also affected by her laughter and began to kill each other again!

Boom boom boom boom…

Wave after wave of demons charged forward, and the fleshy mountain of demons was quickly annihilated in the battle. In their place came a demon formed from pools of blood. In a short while, the demon formed from pools of blood completely turned into a pool of blood and disappeared into the ground. Then, another group of demons with horns and skin peeled off emerged and wreaked havoc on all sides...

Amidst the laughter, the battlefield before Shu Yunying stood like a nail, firmly anchored in front of the stronghold. No ghost could break through the defenses and threaten the stronghold.

However, by going all out, Shu Yunying's Yin energy was being depleted extremely quickly.

At the same moment, Linghu Yuniang also joined in, slaying the ghosts from the side to try to relieve the pressure on Shu Yunying.

However, her cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], and she had not received any imperial decree, so her strength was limited. She could only deal with ghosts below the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], so she was picky and her efficiency was limited.

Just as the two female ghosts were engrossed in their battle, a cloud of pink smoke, mixed in with the surging ghost tide, rolled in and arrived not far from the stronghold.

Without saying a word, Shu Yunying separated a giant ghost hand and slapped it directly at the entire cloud of smoke.

boom! ! !
As the ghostly hand descended, a small portion of the pink smoke was instantly dispersed.

A familiar voice immediately came from the smoke: "It's me! Don't make a move!"

(End of this chapter)