Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 502 Self-Destruction. (First Update!)

Upon hearing this, Liao Zhanbo, who was sitting in the main seat, immediately snorted coldly. So what if Zheng Que has already obtained eleven of the twelve fragments?

In this "strange" place, three of the five figures that originally sat in the main hall are now missing. Even if Zheng Que has refined all three of them, so what?

If he can't have it, no one else can!
Realizing that his remaining fragment of power was ineffective against Zheng Que, Liao Zhanbo's aura immediately surged.

His immense true essence surged forth like a hurricane, as he forcibly began to form his core.

This time, he was no longer following the path of the ghost path, but the path of a cultivator to form his core.

Originally, his plan was to obtain all the fragments in this "strange" place, control the five figures sitting there, and refine the entire Yuwen Market into his ghost body, thus entering the [Iron Tree Prison] in one fell swoop!
But now that the plan is impossible to succeed, I will break through to the Core Formation stage directly and kill Zheng Que first.

Once this matter is settled, we can always walk the same path again!
With everything planned out in his mind, Liao Zhanbo's aura continued to rise.

Soon, his aura surged like thunderbolts, and his dantian was filled with turbulent winds, allowing him to break through to the Core Formation stage.

boom!
Without the slightest hesitation, Liao Zhanbo stood up and struck down with his palm in the direction of Zheng Que. The powerful strike from the Core Formation cultivator was magnificent, and the immense force leveled the entire "strange" place in the blink of an eye.

The vast Yuwen Market, along with Zheng Que, was utterly powerless to resist, and was completely reduced to ashes by his palm strike, scattering across the sky.

Within the ashes, countless pent-up yin energies howled and churned, dispersing in all directions.

Seeing that Zheng Que was dealt with so easily, Liao Zhanbo frowned, vaguely realizing that something was wrong.

The next moment, a familiar figure flew from the distance of Blood Pass. Her clothes fluttered and her face was beautiful. It was none other than Fairy Floating Lantern.

The Fairy of Floating Lanterns approached, looked at Liao Zhanbo, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Liao, congratulations!"

These familiar words, these familiar scenes...

Liao Zhanbo's pupils dilated slightly as he realized his current predicament. He immediately struck out with a palm at the Floating Lantern Fairy in front of him.

boom! !

The fairy with the floating lantern was instantly torn to pieces, turning into a large amount of yin energy that dissipated and left no trace in the blink of an eye.

Liao Zhanbo looked around and saw the blood mist unique to Xue Tong Pass surging like a tide, a murderous aura rushing towards him, and a cold atmosphere filling the world. The entire world was a blood-red expanse, and he seemed to be all alone in the world.

With a cold expression, he suddenly shouted, "Is this all you know how to do?"

"In this illusion, as long as I do nothing, I will not die!"

"Trying to force Liao to hand over the fragments using such methods is wishful thinking!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly entered his ears: "Fellow Daoist Liao, you are wrong."

“Zheng doesn’t need to take the fragments from you; he only needs to take them from the ‘strange’.”

"Your only value now is to tell Zheng everything you know!"

Upon hearing this, Liao Zhanbo's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition immediately welled up inside him.

He focused his mind and tried his best to sense, only to find that the last fragment was no longer with him.

At that moment, the surrounding scenery shattered as if it were glass. From the flying debris, an identical main hall of the Yuwen Mansion was revealed. However, he had previously been sitting in the main seat of the main hall, but now he had left the main seat and was standing in the open space in the middle of the main hall.

Of the four armchairs on the left and right sides, three were empty, but the one on the lower right was shrouded in a pink mist and emitted a faint fragrance; it was none other than [Rouge Dew].

Liao Zhanbo quickly turned around and saw the same imposing figure sitting in the main seat.

The burly figure had raised his head at some point and was staring straight at him.

The last fragment is already on this burly figure!

Liao Zhanbo narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately understood that after successfully forming his core in the illusion, he immediately got up and killed Zheng Que.

But in reality, his successful formation of the Golden Core was fake; however, the action of standing up was real!

At that moment, illusion and reality overlapped, but he couldn't tell the difference.

Seeing the imposing figure on the main seat rise from his seat and walk towards him step by step, Liao Zhanbo knew that defeat was inevitable and he had no chance of winning. His robes fluttered wildly without wind, and his aura surged as he spoke, "You are not a cultivator of the imperial court."

"Who is your master?"

Zheng Que's calm voice came: "Master Qu".

Upon hearing that it was Qu Daoren, Liao Zhanbo was not too surprised and soon burst into laughter.

I should have guessed it sooner!
In the first illusion he experienced, he saw that Taoist Qu...

The choice of those seven bowls of wine must have been based on Zheng Que's personal experience; otherwise, the other party could not have conjured up such a realistic scene.

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Liao Zhanbo laughed hysterically. Seeing the burly figure on the main seat getting closer and closer, he had no intention of giving up and waiting for death. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately rushed towards the ball of [Rouge Dew], as if he wanted to use this last chance to perish together with Zheng Que.

Whoosh!
Liao Zhanbo moved with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the [Rouge Tears] that obscured his view and saw Zheng Que sitting upright in a round-backed chair.

At this moment, his aura was like the vast ocean before a tsunami, filled with a violent and turbulent atmosphere. His entire body was covered with dense, purplish-black patterns. These patterns were chaotic and mixed, seemingly without any rules, or like random scribbles under the venting of some extreme emotions. They protruded high and wriggled like living things, making them extremely creepy to look at.

This is not the Soul Explosion Technique, but another, even more powerful self-destruction technique!

The next moment, Liao Zhanbo rushed in front of Zheng Que, his true essence circulating to its limit, and his body exuded an extremely terrifying aura. The dark patterns seemed to have reached a certain extreme and could no longer withstand it, directly cracking open and revealing streaks of blood. As soon as the blood flowed out, it was condensed into mist under the urging of his true essence, like a layer of blood mist that repeatedly enveloped him.

The blood mist had just dispersed when it was drawn back by a strange force, the movement of which resembled the beating of a giant heart.

This leap lasted only three times before the blood mist was instantly absorbed into the blood mark, followed by a roar that exploded without reservation!

However, just before he self-destructed, he suddenly realized that Zheng Que, who was right next to him, had vanished without a trace, and there was nothing around him!

This……

I'm still in a hallucination!
Liao Zhanbo's morbid, maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, but it was too late to interrupt the spell...

boom! ! !
(End of this chapter)