Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 539 Stealing the Lamp
"what!"

With just one glance, the woman in the gold dress screamed and fell to the ground.

She closed her eyes in horror, flapped her wings to break through the golden light, and hid behind her wings.

However, she did not notice that more and more withered spirits were growing on Li Xiangming's shoulders. Each of them had a nose and a face, and their faces were twisted into a strange appearance of half crying and half laughing. They were fundamentally different from the ordinary spirits that wandered around the stone hall like mist.

Strangely, these eerie spirits clung to the green-robed man, seemingly terrified of the outside world and unwilling to leave.

Despite this, the woman in the golden dress trembled violently. Her body, which she was supporting with her wings, shook violently. After a few breaths, she knelt down in front of Li Xiangming.

Li Xiangming, however, had no interest in adopting the posture of a victor.

At this moment, he collapsed to the ground, his face pale, his expression no less relaxed than that of the woman in the golden dress—although he had refined the Enlightenment Spring, the Enlightenment Spring was now dead and could not help him block the invasion of the strange ghosts.

In other words, he suffered the same pain as the woman in the gold dress.

That's why he's always been reluctant to use this tactic.

However, the number of eerie spirits released by the evil green-robed man was not large, and he had experienced them many times before, so he was not immediately distracted. He even had the energy to lift his eyelids and observe the Black Lucky Dao Crow.

"you"

Upon seeing this, Li Xiangming lost his composure.

The woman in the golden dress had somehow raised an ancient bronze lamp in her left hand. The soft, white flame of the lamp cast a gentle glow that gradually smoothed out her grotesque face, creating a stark contrast with her own features.

"Well, I almost fell for your trick."

In a short moment, the woman in the golden dress was drenched in cold sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. Her gaze toward Li Xiangming was filled with shock and anger: "You're only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, yet you have so many trump cards. If you continue to cultivate, what will become of you? Today, no matter what, I will eliminate you."

The lamp of weeping bones never returns!
This lamp can actually ignore eerie spirits?

Yes, the Purple Yin True Lord crafted this magical artifact precisely to allow the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame to better suppress the enemy's soul.

As a killer of souls, the eerie ghosts are still essentially souls.

Even if the Bone-Crying Lamp cannot completely annihilate the eerie spirits, it is not too much to buy them some time.

Li Xiangming understood this, and his face was full of bitterness.

He had tried everything he could, even repeatedly relying on the power of the evil green robe, but still couldn't defeat the Black Lucky Dao Crow.

Perhaps this is fate!
Just as he was in despair, a faint voice rang in his mind: "I will help you resist the evil spirits. Go and retrieve the Bone-Crying Lamp of No Return."

A pitiful woman?

Li Xiangming was both surprised and delighted, but quickly calmed down.

Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame is undoubtedly a good helper, but her power is almost exhausted. Even if she appears, she cannot possibly harm Black Fortune Crow, who possesses the Bone-Crying Lamp of No Return.

Only by seizing the Bone-Wailing Lamp, the eerie ghost, and the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame can they achieve their maximum effect.

However, how easy is it to snatch a body from the jaws of a ten-thousand-year-old demon like the Black Lucky Dao Crow? No matter how you look at it, it's a pipe dream!

Li Xiangming was extremely anxious.

However, before he could formulate a plan, the woman in the gold dress had already approached him.

Seeing Li Xiangming curled up on the ground in agony, she sneered, "So it's a method of mutual destruction. No wonder it's so powerful. Seeing how much pain you're in, I'll take pity on you and send you on your way."

After speaking, she swung her right arm violently, and powerful magic condensed into two intersecting wind blades, slashing towards Li Xiangming's head.

That's too late!

Li Xiangming instantly stood up, dodging the wind blades with an odd posture, and then struck the woman in the golden dress with a palm.

"Still trying to fool me?"

Upon seeing this, the woman in the golden dress was instantly enraged. She flapped one of her wings and deflected all of Li Xiangming's magic.

Not only that, even Li Xiangming himself was shaken so badly that he staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the woman in the gold dress was cautious, which actually helped to create distance between the two.

Li Xiangming suppressed the chaos of his magical power, transformed into black smoke, and disappeared into the raging wind. With lightning speed, he appeared behind the woman in the golden dress and struck out with his palm once again.

"Unbelievable!"

The woman in the golden dress reacted swiftly. The moment Li Xiangming's arm touched the black wing, she turned around and forcibly grabbed it. The spell that was about to be cast was blocked in her palm and could not be released.

Taking advantage of the moment, the woman in the gold dress lunged forward, her five fingers hooking around Li Xiangming's forehead. "Die!"

"boom!"

Li Xiangming's head exploded with a sound.

However, there was nothing red or white!

A look of surprise flashed across the woman in the golden dress. She turned around abruptly, only to see a wisp of black smoke transform into half a hand, quietly grasping the Bone-Wailing Lamp in her hand!

"Be bold!"

The woman in the golden dress was so angry that her face turned red. Her magical power surged like a volcano, and a violent gale swept across the entire area.

The black smoke had clearly engulfed the Bone-Crying Lamp, but it was torn to shreds, and the transformed hand also vanished into ashes in the torrent of magical power.

The woman in the gold dress was still unable to let it go, her sharp gaze sweeping across her surroundings.

Immediately, she noticed something and shouted, "Come out here!"

The surrounding gale responded and swept wildly toward a certain point in the void.

"puff!"

Li Xiangming could no longer maintain his Wind Escape technique and fell from mid-air, blood flowing uncontrollably from his mouth and nose.

He didn't bother wiping himself, struggled to get up, stared intently at the woman in the gold dress, his eyes filled with resentment.

Almost!
He was so close to stealing the Bone-Crying Lamp!

But this tiny distance was a chasm between the two of them.

The woman in the golden dress slowly approached, her gaze filled with anger, caution, and deep apprehension: "The last time I stumbled, it was because I was deceived by Su Manzhu. You are far more cunning than her! In the past ten thousand years, you are the only ant who has driven me to the point of disregarding the depletion of my magical power."

But ants are ants after all; they can't turn the tide! If I were so easily defeated by you ants, wouldn't all these years have been wasted?

As she spoke, she seemed to regain her confidence and revealed a faint smile: "Just die in peace! I will remember you, for your arduous cultivation throughout your life will not have been in vain."

Li Xiangming's pupils widened as he stared intently at the woman in the gold dress's left hand.

The woman in the golden dress sensed something was amiss and slowed down her attacks. She used her divine sense to scan her surroundings again and again, but found nothing.

Just as she subconsciously turned her head, a streak of seven-colored light flashed past her eyelids.

"Suwan."

The woman in the gold dress suddenly remembered something and shouted, "No!"

But it was too late. The spotted little fox snatched the Bone-Crying Lamp like lightning and dashed off in Li Xiangming's direction.

"Ahhh!"

The woman in the golden dress seemed to have gone mad, her voice shrill and ghostly. With a flap of her black wings, she was about to catch up.

But she stumbled and fell down just as the plane took off.

Without the protection of the Bone-Crying Lamp, the eerie spirit on Li Xiangming's shoulder danced wildly, extremely excited, uttering tidal waves of babbling as it surged towards the woman in the golden dress.

At the same time, Li Xiangming took the Bone-Crying Lamp and stood up. A wisp of pale flame slowly flew out from his green robe and disappeared into the lamp.

The existing flame immediately began to shake violently, attempting to struggle.

But it was all in vain!
In less than two or three breaths, the lamp flame turned completely white, as it was swallowed up by the Thousand Faces of Sorrowful Flame and became its nourishment.

The voice of the sorrowful woman echoed throughout the stone hall: "Xuan Sheng, I have waited too long for this scene. Today, even if I have to give up my cultivation, I will make you perish, body and soul."

Before the words were finished, the Bone-Crying Lamp rose into the air, and countless white flames drifted towards the woman in the golden dress like snowflakes.

The woman in the golden dress was too weak to dodge at this moment, and could only look up in fear: "Stop! I am Xuan Sheng, my master's most beloved spirit pet, you can't kill me!"

"You dare mention the master?"

Bei Niang's usually calm and collected tone finally showed a slight ripple.

The Bone-Crying Lamp spun even more wildly, and the flames that were originally the size of a palm suddenly swelled up and turned into towering waves of fire.

In an instant, the woman in the golden dress was completely engulfed by white flames, writhing and screaming in agony on the ground: "I was wrong, please forgive me this time! I really regret it, I didn't want to do this either."

(End of this chapter)