Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 607 Out of Control. (Second Update!)

Down the hillside, the dust and sand had stopped, and a blood mist filled the air.

In the fresh pit, the sound of gurgling water gradually faded away with a soft patter.

The puddles reflected the surroundings: desolate and lifeless.

The "shadows" cast out by the Shadow Play all turned into a blurry shadow and sank into the ground.

Amidst the shimmering water, only a long, slender figure suspended in mid-air is visible, spiraling like a ribbon. Its mouth, filled with sharp teeth, remains motionless, suspended in mid-air, like a sculpture.

The surrounding yin energy seemed to be summoned by something, surging in and being completely absorbed by the "monster in the belly".

The lingering resentment of the cultivators who died nearby also floated into the air, forming clumps of gray-black "mist" that gathered before the mouths of the "Demon in the Belly" filled with sharp teeth, allowing it to devour them.

Step, step, step...

At this moment, a series of disordered footsteps came from within the blood mist, and soon, seven or eight rogue cultivators arrived, looking travel-worn.

These rogue cultivators had varying levels of aura, and the leader was a middle-aged man in a brown robe, exuding the aura of the Core Formation stage.

Upon arriving nearby, the middle-aged man in brown robes, having reached the Core Formation stage, looked around and immediately discovered that there wasn't a single person in sight, except for a ghostly creature called "Iron Tree Prison" hovering in the air below the hillside.

The man in the brown robe, who had just reached the Core Formation stage, frowned. As a rogue cultivator, his information was not as readily available as that of the imperial cultivators. He had only recently heard about the opportunity in this high-level cultivator's tomb, and after going to great lengths to find out its exact location, he immediately led his disciples to come without delay.

I rushed as fast as I could along the way, but when I finally arrived, there wasn't a single cultivator in sight... Could it be that I was too late after all?
Thinking of this, the brown-robed man who had just formed his core looked up at the ghostly figure in the mist. The "Demon in the Belly" hovered in the air, continuing to devour resentment and yin energy, showing no intention of paying them any attention.

After staring at the "monster in the belly" for a moment, the brown-robed man who had just formed his core confirmed that this [Iron Tree Prison] ghost showed no sign of wanting to attack his group, and couldn't help but nod slightly.

This [Iron Tree Prison] ghost behaves very differently from the ghosts of Blood Pass. It is most likely that it escaped from the tomb of a high-level cultivator, or perhaps it is simply a ghost guarding a tomb...

As long as you don't get too close, that ghost doesn't seem to attack.

Then, the brown-robed cultivator who had reached the Core Formation stage immediately said to the disciples behind him, "The tombs of high-level cultivators should be just ahead."

"The situation at Xue Tong Pass is special, and my divine sense is greatly restricted."

"In that case, everyone split up and go around it, don't get close to that [Iron Tree Prison]. Once you find the entrance to the high-level cultivator's tomb, immediately send a telepathic message to your master..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that he couldn't close his mouth!

Before the brown-robed man could react, the "Demon in the Belly" hovering in mid-air suddenly began to disintegrate from its tail, transforming into a long rainbow that rushed straight toward his forcibly opened mouth.

Whoosh!
The rainbow flashed like lightning, arriving almost in the blink of an eye. The entire process was swift and decisive, leaving absolutely no time for thought.

The man in brown robes, having formed his core, instinctively realized the presence of his troops and was about to cast a defensive spell. However, before he could even finish half of his incantation, the dissipating rainbow of the "Deceptive Within" had already completely entered his mouth.

The next moment, the brown-robed man who had just formed his core finally shut his mouth.

The force with which he closed his mouth caused his body to sway involuntarily. He immediately raised his hands, grabbed his throat, and tried to vomit up the "monster in his stomach."

But no matter what he tried, it had no effect.

The two close disciples standing nearby were horrified by what they saw and hurriedly cried out, "Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mouths of the two disciples remained wide open, unable to close.

The brown-robed Core Formation cultivator's complexion grew increasingly worse, and the two disciples with their mouths agape also showed expressions of extreme fear.

Seeing this, the other disciples felt a chill run down their spines and instinctively took a step back in unison, none daring to utter a sound. *Pfft pfft pfft...*

After a brief silence, several jagged blood holes suddenly appeared on the abdomen of the man in the brown robe who had formed a golden core.

The blood had just flowed from the wound, barely leaving a trace on the clothes, when it was sucked back into the stomach by a strange suction force.

thump!
The man in the brown robe, who had just reached the Core Formation stage, immediately knelt on the ground in agony. His expression was contorted as he gasped for breath. He was mobilizing all his magical power, but it was no use in stopping the creature inside his stomach from devouring him.

In his panic, he hurriedly opened his storage bag, grabbed a handful of pills, and poured them directly into his mouth.

After the pill was taken, his injuries gradually showed signs of recovery, but more wounds appeared as a result.

Puff puff puff puff...

In just a few breaths, the abdomen, chest, and back of the man in the brown robe who had just formed his core were covered with large and small bloody holes. For a moment, he looked like he was riddled with holes, a shocking sight.

Feeling his life force rapidly slipping away, the man in the brown robe, whose face had turned ashen, was driven by his survival instinct to quickly take out stacks of talismans and stuff them into his mouth without a second thought.

The moment the talisman entered his stomach, he immediately cast a series of incantations.

Boom boom boom! ! !
As flames erupted and explosions continued, they instantly engulfed the brown-robed man's entire body, which had just reached the Core Formation stage.

After a while, the flames dissipated, gradually revealing the figure in the brown robe who had formed the Golden Core. He supported himself with one hand on the ground, his chest rising and falling, his aura somewhat unstable. His brown robe had been ripped to shreds, and his exposed body was covered with many charred wounds. However, those bloody holes were finally beginning to heal.

Looking at the slowly healing blood hole, the brown-robed Core Formation cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. A full hundred [Exorcising Talismans]... Although he was also seriously injured this time, he finally managed to get rid of it!
This high-level cultivator's tomb truly is a great opportunity; even before entering the outer perimeter of the tomb, it is already so dangerous!
Thinking of this, the brown-robed Core Formation cultivator was about to get up when he suddenly noticed that the two disciples who had called out to him not far away were still stiffly staring at each other with fear in their eyes, unable to close their mouths.

This……

The ghost inside me is not dead yet!
Realizing this, the brown-robed cultivator's pupils dilated slightly, and the next moment...

puff! ! !
In an instant, a bloody hole the size of a bowl was torn open on its head, and amidst the splattering of brain matter, a long, ribbon-like section of its body suddenly shot out from the hole.

As the "devouring monster" burst forth, its mouths, filled with sharp teeth, continued to gnaw at the flesh and blood of the brown-robed man who had formed a golden core.

The aura of the brown-robed man who had formed his core dissipated in an instant, and his entire body slumped limply, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, more and more bloody holes appeared on his body. In the blink of an eye, his flesh was devoured, leaving only a skeleton.

All of this happened extremely quickly; the disciples in brown robes who had reached the Core Formation stage had no time to escape.

Whoosh!
After devouring the brown-robed disciple who had formed his core, "The Devious One in the Belly" didn't hesitate for a moment, instantly burrowing into the mouth of one of the disciples who had an open mouth.

This disciple's cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. In just a few breaths, he was completely devoured from the inside out by the "Demon in the Belly." His snow-white bones, as if they had never grown flesh and blood, fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The "devouring monster" instantly burrowed into the mouth of another disciple who was still standing there with his mouth open.

Puff puff……

Blood splattered everywhere, leaving numerous bloody holes. Upon witnessing this bloody scene, the other disciples' expressions changed drastically, as if they had just woken from a dream, and they hurriedly scattered and fled.

However, as they ran, they all uncontrollably opened their mouths wide.

then……

Puff puff puff puff...

(End of this chapter)