Mortal: From a Chaotic Star Sea to a True Immortal

With the Spirit Sealing Pillar pushed down by Qu Hun's hands, the ultimate goal of this relic has clearly been achieved.

When Jin Qing asked if anyone had left because of the possibility that a powerful demon might be suppressed under the Spirit Sealing Pillar, Wei Fang's Adam's apple bobbed, but he remained silent.

Although he wanted to offer a warning, he knew that such prophetic matters could not be shared with the public under any circumstances.

The intense greed in the eyes of the cultivator surnamed Jian further dispelled his desire to warn the others.

She and Han Li exchanged a glance without even realizing it.

"Very well, let life and death be left to fate."

With these thoughts in mind, Wei Fang followed the others as they sped down the mountain.

In a short while, they followed the crowd through the passage to a large hall.

Seeing that everyone was looking in the same direction, Wei Fang also looked over.

However, there was a pond in the northwest corner, and beside the pond was a skeleton that had been pierced through the brain by a small arrow from the Golden Thunder Bamboo.

And a three-colored lotus flower in the pond.

Wei Fang stared at the skeleton, silently chanting in his heart.

"Master Xuan Gu, Xiao Cha, is it? Long time no see!"

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Ignoring the eager expressions on their faces regarding the "Seven-Colored Lotus," he instructed Shi Die, "Don't get too close to the pool; something might be strange."

Wei then approached Han Li's location. Stopping beside Han Li, he asked, "Brother Han, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong with this skeleton?"

They pretend to care, but in reality, they are being cautious and wary.

The ring on her hand was already faintly shimmering with a ghostly light.

After all, this skeleton can move, and who can guarantee that with its intervention, Xuan Gu won't suddenly strike this cunning kid?

Han Li's eyes flickered as he slowly retreated and said to Wei Fang, "It's really strange that this person died here. This place gives me a bad feeling. Brother Wei, please be careful."

It was rare for Lao Mo to show concern for others, and Wei Fang appreciated it.

Just as he was about to say something about being careful, he heard everyone exclaim in surprise.

It turned out that the cultivator surnamed Jian couldn't resist picking the Seven-Colored Lotus and was eventually dragged into a pool of highly poisonous water by the strange snake!

It's clear he's not going to survive.

They quickly rejoined the others, along with Han Li. Han Li then activated his magical artifact and flew towards the opposite side on his sword.

In no time, the serpent's disguise was broken, revealing its true form.

Wei Fang glanced at the hideous monster twice and then stopped paying attention, but noticed that Shi Die's face was still intact.

Perhaps the woman took the advice to heart, and unlike in the original story, she was not affected and had her appearance ruined.

"Demon-Crowned Serpent! How come the demon crown on this demon's head has been made into the shape of a Seven-Colored Lotus?" Hu Yue said with heartache.

The Seven-Colored Lotus I was about to obtain has vanished!

After exchanging glances, the group began to cast spells to kill the snake on the spot.

However, the snake's protective poisonous mist was so potent that it could even corrupt magical artifacts. After a brief stalemate, Han Li finally beheaded them with a Blood Spirit Diamond and a magical artifact in one strike.

...The scene fell silent for a moment.

After talking with the group, Hu Yue still wanted to wander around the ruins, showing an attitude of unwillingness to leave empty-handed.

But just as they were about to set off, they noticed something moving in the pool.

"Here it comes!" Wei Fang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the Demon-Slaying Needle in his dantian was already poised to be unleashed!

Just as the Xuan Gu possessed the skeleton of the Jian surname cultivator and began to act, Wei Fang swiftly took out the array flags he had prepared from his storage bag and planted them.

In a short while, a defensive formation capable of withstanding a short attack from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator was set up.

Unfortunately, Xuan Gu acted too quickly. In the short time it took him to set up the formation, Hu Yue's protective aura was broken, her golden core was lost, and she was on the verge of death.

"Fellow Daoists, quickly enter the formation!" Wei Fang shouted, startling the group.

At this moment, Han Li also used his divine sense to manipulate the scroll magic weapon into the formation. The essence of the Zhiyang Bird rapidly circled around the formation, fighting against the black energy and emitting cries that made the faces of the group flush red.

"Brother Wei, Old Hu..." Jin Qing said anxiously.

"With injuries like that, he wouldn't survive. Brother Jin, you understand." Wei Fang glanced around outside the formation and reassured the remaining few people.

"Brother Wei, this formation is..."

Wei Fang continued to unleash his spiritual power, activating the ring to create a faint black light shield that enveloped him.

"This is a Fire Separation Formation, which can be used for both offense and defense. As long as the opponent is not at the Nascent Soul stage, it can buy us a little time."

Jin Qing felt somewhat relieved after hearing this, and then turned his attention to the outside of the formation.

Seeing the veins bulging on Old Hu's forehead, not far away, he used his magic weapon to smash the area shrouded in black mist several times.

Unexpectedly, a "smack" was heard outside the formation, as if something had been struck by the golden-green magic weapon. With a few splashes, the black mist outside the formation instantly dissipated.

It turned out that the Jian surname cultivator who had suddenly attacked and injured people earlier had now turned into a pile of skeletons.

It was as if he had been struck in a vital spot.

"Is he... is he dead?" Shi Die asked cautiously.

Wei Fang shook his head and replied, "The possibility is very small; there might be something else strange going on."

Upon hearing this, the woman gritted her teeth, activated her magical artifact for protection, and fled from the formation, running wildly back the way she had come.

"Foolish." Wei Fang's eyes turned slightly cold. He had thought that this woman could still understand his words.

Unexpectedly, being so pampered, she lost her composure in the face of danger and chose the most foolish course of action.

As expected, just like in the original story, the woman was grabbed by a ghostly claw and had her chest pierced. All her life essence was taken away by the ghost, leaving her tattered and dried up as a corpse.

After the ghost claw appeared, it attacked the formation where Wei Fang and the other two were located.

As the ghostly mist churned, the formation quickly lost its effectiveness and its spiritual light dimmed.

"As expected of a former Nascent Soul cultivator, even now his attack power surpasses that of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator. A full-force attack should have the strength of a Perfect Core Formation cultivator," Wei Fang thought to himself.

A terrifying laugh rang out.

A green shadow suddenly appeared around them, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.

Jin Qing's magical weapons attacked him repeatedly, but it seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

After retrieving the magic weapon, Jin Qing's expression turned extremely ugly.

"I never expected my cave to be so lively today, with you little mice intruding." A hoarse voice came from all directions, so faint that its exact location could not be found.

With a flash of green light, its figure appeared a dozen feet away from Wei Fang and the others.

"The essence of the Fat-Yang Bird? Quite a few good things indeed. If the bird's true form were here, I'd have to give it a wide berth. Does a mere wisp of its essence dare to exorcise ghosts and demons?!"

Han Li remained silent, focusing solely on casting spells.

Before long, the spirit of the Zhiyang bird in the scroll transformed into a giant Zhiyang bird, about ten feet in size, and pounced on the green shadow.

"Hehe, hahaha, good timing!" Green Shadow unleashed two giant black pythons of black energy and began to fight them.

Before long, the two black pythons captured the spirit of the Fat Sun Bird in the scroll and brought it to Green Shadow, who swallowed it whole. The monster, however, appeared to be completely unharmed.

The scroll, having lost its essence, instantly turned to ashes in Han Li's hands.

Upon seeing this, Han Li hurriedly threw it away, his expression turning ugly.

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