Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 482 The Battle for the Fragments. (First Update!)

Soon, another stroke was added to Zheng Que's mind, and the originally incomplete character instantly became complete.

The moment the character was completed, it appeared uncontrollably on the bamboo skewer.

On the previously empty bamboo stick, a character that kept changing suddenly appeared.

The strokes move rapidly and undulate, like a shimmering tangled mess, exuding an indescribable aura.

Zheng Que was slightly taken aback. He hadn't pieced the fragment back together to prevent any accidents.

But now this fragment has become complete, and it has been actively pieced together into his "law".

Fortunately, the piece that was pieced together later did not change his "law"; on the contrary, it greatly enhanced his control over the "law".

After the first fragment was completed, the subsequent fragments seemed to become much easier to handle.

In Zheng Que's mind, the strokes of a second character quickly appeared on the bamboo skewer; this was the second fragment.

He had just been outmaneuvered by Liao Zhanbo, and his fragment was almost taken away. Now that his fragment was complete, this second fragment naturally came from Liao Zhanbo's side.

While Zheng Que was pondering, he had already manipulated the illusion on Liao Zhanbo's side, having the Fairy of the Floating Lantern take him to Changfu Town to seek opportunities, where they happened to encounter Daoist Qu taking on a disciple...

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In the illusion, in Changfu Town, in a dilapidated temple.

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The fairy with the floating lantern was the first to push open the courtyard gate. Liao Zhanbo quickly glanced at the inconspicuous little temple. The small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and in the corner stood a large tree with lush branches and leaves. The shadows of the tree swayed, and the green shade covered most of the courtyard. Against the backdrop of the dilapidated temple, it looked quite ancient.

The two did not linger in the courtyard, but went directly into the dusty temple.

The old wooden door had just been pushed open, and before they could even see what was inside the temple, a figure in a gray robe immediately appeared before them.

He wore his hair in a square bun, stood with his back to the dilapidated temple gate, his hands behind his back, his aura restrained, and he seemed to be just an ordinary old man.

However, the moment Liao Zhanbo's gaze met the other person's, his expression changed drastically, and he blurted out with a solemn look, "Senior Qu!"

At this moment, Master Qu turned around and looked at them indifferently.

Seven identical cups of wine were instantly lined up on the ground in front of Liao Zhanbo and the Fairy of Floating Lanterns.

"Choose the cup without poison, and you will become my disciple."

A deep, cold voice suddenly rang in their ears.

Before Liao Zhanbo could make a move, the Fairy of Floating Lanterns' eyes lit up. Without the slightest hesitation, she picked up the nearest cup of wine, tilted her head back, and drank it down.

"what!"

The next moment, she let out a shrill scream, her head snapped to the side, and she collapsed to the ground, dead. Even after her life was gone, purplish-black blood continued to slowly flow from her seven orifices, a truly horrifying sight.

Qu Daoren remained expressionless, took out a vermilion coffin, threw the Floating Lantern Fairy inside, and immediately began refining her corpse.

Seeing this, Liao Zhanbo felt a chill run down his spine, but dared not resist at all. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose one of the drinks.

Under the watchful gaze of the Taoist priest, he closed his eyes and fiercely downed the cup of wine in one gulp. The moment the wine entered his throat, it felt like a steel knife cutting down his tongue, as if it would saw him in two. The aura of death rushed towards him, and Liao Zhanbo's eyes widened instantly. He felt that he was about to die on the spot like the Fairy of the Floating Lantern. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately cast the [Sacrifice of Essence and Withering Technique].

The effect of this technique is to make the caster burn their primordial spirit, lifespan, yang energy, and even their foundational strength in exchange for a qualitative change in strength in a short period of time.

In this situation, he is not using this technique to fight Qu Daoren to the death, but to suppress the onset of the alcohol poisoning through a temporary increase in strength.

As the spell was cast, Liao Zhanbo's aura rose steadily. His originally solid body seemed to dim slightly, but his energy became even stronger. Yin energy surged around him, like dark clouds, filling the entire temple in an instant.

The temperature inside and outside the dilapidated temple plummeted, and a layer of dark gray frost condensed on the ground and corners of the walls.

The [Sacrifice to the Origin of Life and Death Technique] quickly reached its limit in terms of enhancing strength.

However, Liao Zhanbo's body still felt as if it were being torn apart by a thousand knives, causing him immense discomfort. Clearly, he had not been able to suppress the alcohol poison. Helpless, he had no choice but to use the [Sacrifice of Life and Death Technique] once more...

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Yuwen Mansion.

Zheng Que kept his eyes closed, his mind racing as he rapidly manipulated the illusion.

Liao Zhanbo, sitting upright in the main seat, was casting the incantation of the [Sacrifice to the Origin of Life and Death Technique], his aura swirling around him. His expression suddenly turned extremely ferocious, as if he had encountered some extremely dangerous situation in an illusion.

Seeing that Liao Zhanbo had finally taken the initiative to use the [Sacrifice to the Origin of Life and Death Technique], Zheng Que felt reassured. The second character in his mind was about to be completed.

As long as Liao Zhanbo dies in the illusion, he can take the fragments from the other party completely!
But soon, Zheng Que frowned slightly.

Liao Zhanbo, inside the illusion, had already cast the [Sacrifice of Life and Death Technique] three times in a row, but he showed no signs of dying or disappearing!
The opponent's cultivation level within the illusion is [Iron Tree Prison].

But in reality, its true aura is only at the peak of Foundation Establishment... to be precise, the peak of [Scissors Prison].

and many more!

[Scissors Prison] Peak... The opponent has now transformed into a true ghost, so there is no longer any lifespan!
The [Sacrifice to the Origin and Wither Technique] ensures that the user will not die no matter how the opponent uses it.

Of course, even ghosts will inevitably lose some of their power if they use this technique too much, but it's impossible to kill them with it.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que stopped pretending and immediately controlled the Taoist Qu in the illusion to attack Liao Zhanbo.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Liao Zhanbo in the illusion not hesitate at all, immediately casting a strange spell, seemingly choosing to self-destruct...

Zheng Que immediately opened his eyes and looked at Liao Zhanbo, who was sitting in the main seat.

Liao Zhanbo had already formed a hand seal identical to the one in the illusion, but his aura remained stable, showing no sign of self-destruction.

However, one of the three figures standing beside the main seat suddenly trembled, and then, like a shattered bubble, it burst away and disappeared without a trace.

Only two figures remained standing in place.

As one of his men disappeared, the twisted and anxious look on Liao Zhanbo's face subsided, as if he had already overcome the danger in the illusion.

At the same time, the second character on the bamboo stick in Zheng Que's mind also became complete, and it also kept changing on the bamboo stick.

Second fragment obtained!
(End of this chapter)