In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 352 Sword Qi Soars to the Sky!

"You little beast, do you know who I am?"

The blood-soaked monster, resembling a skinned, blood-soaked infant, emitted a treacherous voice.

Xie Lingxin laughed and said, "Seeing your grotesque appearance, I think there is no one more disgusting than you in the entire Federation. Corpse Buddha Craftsman? I think you should be called Shit Paste Craftsman."

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman's blood-red eyes flashed with a cold, crimson light: "I hope your mouth stays this stubborn."

She has a very talkative mouth.

He had survived so many years of being hunted by the Federation, and he wouldn't get angry over a few words from Xie Lingxin.

"You ruined my plans back then, and now you dare to show your face in front of me?"

Xie Lingxin sneered: "Old ghost, I went to so much trouble to lure you out, do you think I wouldn't come?"

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman squinted: "How do you know this will lure me out?"

Xie Lingdao shook his head: "I don't know, I'm just taking a gamble."

He sneered, "Ghost money? To absolve sins? If you have that ability, I'll eat this disgusting turd you made of shit!"

vomit~
I almost felt disgusted with myself for saying those words.

Even the cunning and shrewd Corpse Buddha Craftsman was rendered speechless by the bloody and twitching flesh.

Xie Lingxin actually believed Su Qingli's words.

It took me a while to realize what had happened.

It's not that Su Qingli herself was lying, but rather that she might have been deceived as well.

A little devil who eats money and then spits it out?

Or is it ghost money that can absolve one's sins?

Regardless of whether such a thing exists, even if it does, it shouldn't exist in the material world.

In the material world, there is no underworld, no reincarnation, so where would ghost money come from?
He had doubts at the time.

Thinking that if the guess was correct, then this "person" either had some ulterior motive towards Su Qingli, or his ulterior motive was related to the ruins of that orphanage.

So he took the opportunity to use the Earth God's Pardon to resolve the grievances and sins of those child ghosts.

They say you tend to complain about what you lack.

This thing is bragging about using ghost money to absolve sins. If it's true, as he claims, seeing that he actually has such abilities might pique his interest.

Xie Lingxin originally intended to use herself as bait.

I guessed correctly, but I never expected it to appear in such a disgusting way.

After being tormented by this disgusting thing, Su Qingli seemed to have lost consciousness and looked extremely miserable.

But I'm still being controlled by this disgusting thing.

He felt a little worried, but it didn't show on his face.

Xie Ling's mind raced.

As long as she has a breath left, he has the Pure Dew Bottle, and the Federation's medical expertise is sufficient to save her.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"You think you're qualified to stand before me with such meager strength?"

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman chuckled strangely.

He hated Xie Lingxin to the core.

If it weren't for coveting this kid's ability to absolve his sins.

Why would someone waste so much time talking?

I would have eaten him long ago!
This young man is so young, yet his cultivation is incredibly profound; even he can't quite see through him.

However, the Corpse Buddha Craftsman did not believe that in such a short time, how high could one's cultivation level be?

Even if the strange phenomenon of breaking through the sixth level not long ago was really this little beast, the outcome wouldn't change.

He is a dignified mage. Even if he is in extremely poor condition now and his strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, he is not someone that a mere titled mage can easily take advantage of.

Once he has completely drained the donor's life force, the body will be unable to escape his grasp.

They both have their own thoughts.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud roaring sound was heard.

Unbeknownst to many, a dark cloud had gathered in the sky.

Thunder and lightning struck the central region.

Chen Yuntao!?

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman was startled. The one who could make such a commotion was most likely Chen Yuntao, who wielded the Cloud Thunder.

He immediately denied it.

These thunderous clouds look like thunderclouds, but they aren't.

A huge black shadow could be vaguely seen writhing in the dark clouds.

“Hoo-ah!”

Amidst a tremendous roar, a massive head emerged from the dark clouds.

dragon!
A silver dragon head!

His dragon whiskers fluttered, his eyes flashed with divine light, and he exuded awe-inspiring power.

"Crash..."

Drops of water fell.

It started to rain.

He can command thunder and lightning, and summon wind and rain!
What a powerful method!

Xie Lingxin was startled.

At that moment, he heard the Corpse Buddha Craftsman mutter, "Dragon Summoning Incantation..."

Clearly, even this mage-level figure was astonished by the method before him.

The falling raindrops had no effect on Xie Lingxin.

But when it landed on the skinless flesh of the corpse-mage, it was like hot oil had been poured on it.

It sizzled as the bloody meat was instantly scalded and charred.

"what--!"

"Dragon Mother?! It's you!!"

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman howled in pain, but the thunder and rain seemed to have a binding force on him, making it difficult for him to move.

A voice came from the wind and rain: "Hmph, if my teacher had come in person, would you still be alive now?"

Lu Wan?

Xie Lingxin recognized the voice immediately.

It was his "cheap older sister".

"Little brother! Run!"

Lu Wan did not appear, seemingly out of some concern, and her voice was somewhat heavy and urgent.

"boom!"

Xie Lingxin, however, extended her palm.

He used the same supernatural powers as the Supreme King to unleash the Buddha Kingdom within his palm.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns filled the air, and golden light shone everywhere.

A phantom image of a giant Buddha appeared behind him, extending its palm and pressing down hard.

The golden Buddha palm materialized at will, its power bypassing Su Qingli and crushing down upon the Corpse Buddha Craftsman.

"Roar--!"

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman roared, and blood mist billowed out.

Xie Lingxin's Buddha palm, struck by the bloody light, instantly became illusory. Even he himself felt dizzy from the stench of blood.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Walk?"

"If the Dragon Mother were here, I might be somewhat afraid of her, but what about you?"

"Since this little beast has come to his death, he shouldn't even think about running away..."

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman chuckled strangely.

Although his body was in a horrific state, it did not seem to have caused him any fatal damage.

Moreover, it was still struggling to crawl out of Su Qingli's body.

Xie Lingxin had already noticed that with each step he took out of the room, Su Qingli's life force seemed to weaken a little more.

Is this old ghost using Su Qingli as some kind of vehicle or nourishment?
Watching him struggle and howl in pain amidst the wind and rain, Xie Lingxin's eyes flickered, and her palms became slightly sweaty.

He really wasn't confident against a monster of this caliber...

do not care!
Sensing Su Qingli's increasingly weak breath, Xie Lingxin gritted her teeth.

Now that he is trapped by Su Qingli's body and Lu Wan's Dragon Summoning Curse, this is his only chance.

"You're right, we're going to send you to your death!"

With a thought, the black crane and green banner were already planted beside him.

The black crane cried out, soaring and dancing in the air, its azure light like water, instantly enveloping the surrounding land.

The male and female sword cases appeared in his palm, and with a flick of his wrist, he slapped them in front of him.

"Om~!"

The sword case is opened.

This time, Xie Lingxin was going all out.

Previously, in the Great Zhou Domain, I used nearly ten spirit beads and thousands of spirit essences to nurture the sword energy.

At this moment, it all poured out.

The sword light soared into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky.

Almost the entire Leizhou region was startled to realize that "it was dawn!"
In many places, people have sensed this soaring sword intent.

Their fur stood on end, and they all took flight in alarm.

"hiss……!"

This soaring sword light was fleeting.

Like a fleeting ephemera, it appears briefly and then vanishes in an instant.

"Boom..."

A blood-red head, the size of a fist, fell to the ground and rolled around.

Xie Lingxin flashed forward, scooped up the head, and then reached out to grab the other part of the body, pulling it out of Su Qingli's body.

With a thought, the Primordial Eight Trigrams Furnace appeared.

As soon as the furnace lid was opened, he threw both of his body parts into the furnace.

With a roar, the innate fire ignited, and the blood-red Arhat transformed into a surge of powerful essence within the furnace.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

No one expected that the dignified Corpse Buddha Craftsman was a powerful mage!
To think he would die at the hands of a young man, and so quickly and decisively at that.

It caught people completely off guard.

The thunder in the sky disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the huge dragon shadow vanished.

Lu Wan strode out of the darkness, holding a bone staff with a dragon-shaped bone lamp hanging from it.

His gaze swept across the scene in shock, landing on the primordial Bagua furnace.

Flames and blood mingled in the furnace.

Those blood-red lights were the spiritual power and thoughts left behind by the Corpse Buddha Craftsman before his death.

What is a Dharma Master?

A single thought can create a Dharma, and the primordial spirit becomes sentient.

Even if a mage dies, a trace of their spiritual power or a single thought possesses incredible mystery, has its own will, and can even be reborn!

Even though the Corpse Buddha Craftsman has become like this, Lu Wan himself is not confident that he can subdue the remaining spiritual power and thoughts.

"You were too impulsive!"

Lu Wan's men also arrived.

The one who spoke was the one named Hua Xinzi.

She looked at the scene, including the Bagua furnace, and after the initial shock came anger.

"We've been holding this position for so long! We're almost there!"

"If you kill him, the remnants of the White Lotus Sect will surely flee! All our previous efforts will be in vain!"

Lu Wan turned around: "Shut up!"

Hua Xinzi was a little unwilling: "Inspector! He ruined our operation..."

"I told you to shut up!"

Lu Wan scolded angrily.

Others also stopped her and whispered their advice.

Are you kidding me? Before you make accusations, at least consider who the other person is.

A mage... even if he's low on health, he's still a mage!
They just killed him without warning.

Don't worry about how people are killed; the ability to kill is what matters.

You dare to mess with someone like that?

They've gotten so used to smooth sailing that their brains haven't fully developed.

Hua Xinzi was raised by the Federation from a young age. Although she is very capable, she has always had some flaws, such as her bureaucratic style.

People often think of themselves as part of a "federation," but they frequently forget that a federation is great because it's a collective effort, not just because of one person.

Xie Lingxin held Su Qingli in her arms, completely ignoring everyone else.

He just wanted to make sure the bespectacled girl didn't die.

He placed her on his lap, took out the cleansing bottle, and poured it directly into her mouth.

Su Qingli was already barely breathing.

When Xie Lingxin hugged her, she felt that none of her bones were intact; she was all soft and limp.

Even with such a body, it's still manageable; with the Federation's medical expertise, it can always be repaired.

But her emotional trauma was even more severe.

Xie Lingxin couldn't even sense the slightest emotional fluctuation.

It's like having an empty shell.

The Corpse Buddha Craftsman was a sorcerer, an expert in manipulating minds, and it's unknown what methods he used.

All he could do was try his best to keep the four-eyed girl hanging on.

Three drops of nectar were poured into her mouth, and her body, which had been like tattered cotton, regained a bit of resilience, and her breath became stronger.

Xie Lingxin breathed a slight sigh of relief and picked her up.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"You can leave, but leave the Corpse Buddha Craftsman behind!"

Hua Xinzi, however, blocked the way again, complaining.

"Step aside!"

"Lu Wan, if you can't manage your people, don't blame me for being impolite!"

(End of this chapter)