Chapter 335: Lituliao's Daughter

Chapter 335: The Departure of the Ghost Emperor's Daughter

At this moment, the sky thundered and resounded, a resounding that pierced through the nine realms, as the two forms of the Ghost Spirit Lord and the three elder sword wielders clashed, shaking the heavens and the earth.

This was not limited to this place, but directly rushed toward the azure sky, to the end of the unseen heavens, where they fought with all their might.

Everything on the ground was forgotten by both sides, let alone paying attention.

After all, as one of the three souls of the Ghost Emperor, the Ghost Spirit Lord, though in the first stage of return, her origin was extraordinary, making her combat power astonishing, comparable to the peak of the first stage.

Even more shocking was her possession of the ability of immortality; unless the three souls and seven spirits were destroyed simultaneously, she would remain full of vitality.

This was also why the Emperor's Sword Court had never dared to act against the three spirits before; these three were indeed troublesome.

However, today the Sword Court came with the intention of certain victory, so the three elder sword wielders' strikes forced the Ghost Spirit Lord to be on the defensive, forcing her to dance between the heavens and the earth, making it impossible to focus on the ground.

On the ground, Qing and the captain rushed toward the nose of the Ghost Spirit Lord's clone, and in their right side, about ten feet away from the Ghost Spirit Lord's head, a woman in red was crawling, biting her lips.

She saw the two swift infiltrators' movements, feeling extremely disgusted in her heart. After leaving the dungeon, she had planned to explore other places due to a lack of gains, until she saw the Ghost Spirit Lord's clone fall.

Upon seeing the Ghost Spirit Lord's clone, she hesitated not at all and rushed forward, her target also being the clone's head.

According to her information, the clones of the Ghost Spirit Lord belonged to the category of spirit plants, and the essence of such beings lay in the head.

"These two have something covering them; their true forms and factions are not visible." The woman in red's eyes were cold, and with a bite of her lips, the evil ghost scythes scattered black mist.

The eyes of the evil ghosts also opened, emitting a ghostly light.

In an instant, under their assistance, the speed of the red-clad girl increased, drawing closer and closer.

But in the end, she was still too late.

Qing and the captain had already taken the pressure and climbed onto the nose of the Ghost Spirit Lord's clone.

Due to the clone's immense size, Qing and the captain looked like two tiny insects crawling on its face.

At this moment, both were desperately absorbing on both sides of the nose, with two enormous nostrils as tall as a person nearby.

The captain's absorption was more frantic; he hugged the nose wing, and his own face appeared in his pupils, looking extremely weird.

But a fierce suction force radiated from every hair on his body, desperately absorbing.

The nose wing he absorbed gradually turned gray, differing slightly from the normal skin color.

Qing was not to be outdone; his eyes gleamed, and with a movement of his right hand, the mysterious void capturing technique rotated, making his right hand transparent at that moment, pressing against the nose wing.

Though unable to penetrate completely, it pierced through about an inch.

A torrent of immortal spirit power surged into Qing, and both the Shadow and the Golden Wood Ancestor were not unfamiliar with this scene, each feeling excited and dispersing.

The Shadow directly covered the skin beside him; as for the Golden Wood Ancestor... he was clearly worried about Qing's earlier boast of breaking through in three months, so he flew into the Ghost Spirit Lord's nose wing at full speed.

Qing glanced at him, feeling a bit strange, but he didn't pay attention. His skin under the clothes was blazing hot, and the Golden Wood talisman glowed, with the Golden Wood's eyes opening.

Under Qing's control, the Golden Wood did not scatter outward but flowed along his arm, merging into the nose wing to absorb.

The joyful barking of the Golden Wood echoed in Qing's mind, and at that moment, the Golden Wood talisman on his skin moved, its tails increasing from thirteen to seventeen.

Initially, after the Golden Wood devoured the void, the tails had reached thirteen; later, after Qing's battle with Shen Junzi, the Golden Wood ascended to the second stage, with its main change being the transformation of the body and essence, so the tails remained thirteen.

But the ascension speed of the Golden Wood's strength was extremely fast; now, with seventeen tails covering half of Qing's body, even with the clothes covering, the fiery force still leaked out.

Seeing this, Qing's eyes gleamed, and he controlled the Golden Wood to fully absorb.

In an instant, the nose wing in front of him turned gray, and with the massive influx of immortal spirit power, Qing's third celestial palace rapidly solidified.

Previously, his third celestial palace had already been mostly solidified; now, under the dense immortal spirit power, it reached nine-tenths of a completion, approaching the limit.

This was the ultimate of virtual to solid.

The last drop needed to form a golden core and place it inside; every golden core cultivator's golden core required a specific method, and he needed to decide in advance how to form it.

Generally speaking, external objects were one direction; many golden core cultivators had several golden cores chosen in this way, with the external object transformed into a golden core, placed in the back of the celestial palace, allowing the external object to become the true treasure of the body.

Such as Qing's mind lamp, was this kind.

Forming a golden core from the body was another direction; this method mainly used the cultivator's own techniques to engrave, and once successful, it could greatly enhance the power of the techniques.

Therefore, each golden core cultivator's choice was different.

Qing planned to use the poison-sealing pill he had drawn from the wish box as his first golden core, placing it inside the third celestial palace.

However, with so many people around now, he couldn't take out the poison-sealing pill, so after some contemplation, Qing tried to merge the absorbed immortal spirit power into the fourth celestial palace, but soon realized that the power couldn't be fused into the fourth celestial palace, as if blocked by a layer of membrane.

The immortal spirit power could only gather outside the fourth celestial palace, piling up endlessly but unable to merge.

It was evident that the advancement of the celestial palace golden core required step-by-step efforts, completing one before opening the next; otherwise, it would be mere illusions.

But this was not a problem; although it couldn't be merged immediately, the accumulated immortal spirit power in his consciousness could be fused into the fourth celestial palace after placing the poison-sealing pill in the third.

Seeing this, Qing didn't hesitate to increase the intensity, continuing to absorb, causing the immortal spirit power in his consciousness to grow denser. Soon, an unexpected scene occurred.

As he continuously absorbed, with the dense immortal spirit power in his consciousness, the Ghost Emperor's mountain he had sketched in his consciousness suddenly trembled, emitting a tremendous suction, like a giant whale swallowing, suddenly retracting the surrounding immortal spirit power.

With the suction, the image of the Ghost Emperor's mountain became more and more radiant, even lacking distinct facial features, showing a vague outline.

This outline... Qing recognized it at a glance; it seemed to be his own face.

But it was still unclear now, so he wasn't sure.

This change made Qing's heart tremble; the transformation surprised him, but now was not the time to dwell on it. After some contemplation, Qing didn't give up on absorbing.

Soon, the nose wing he touched turned grayer and spread outward, and the immortal spirit power he absorbed surged into the Ghost Emperor's mountain.

Implicitly, the Ghost Emperor's mountain gave Qing a very special feeling; it seemed different from the true Ghost Emperor's mountain he had seen before.

Although it came from there, now in Qing's consciousness, after being nourished by him, the mountain seemed to separate and become independent. Most importantly, this mountain seemed to be turning virtual into solid, and a mysterious connection existed between it and him.

This discovery stunned Qing; he decided to ask his master about this later.

While Qing was contemplating, the captain was also frantically absorbing, causing the Ghost Spirit Lord's nose to turn completely gray, spreading widely.

At the same time, the woman in red finally arrived; she coldly glanced at Qing and the captain, then immediately lay on the eyebrow of the Ghost Spirit Lord's clone, absorbing there.

Her absorption was equally swift; the evil ghosts on the scythe transformed, assisting in absorption while a strange phenomenon appeared behind her.

That phenomenon was a red blood lake.

The appearance of the blood lake exuded terrifying killing intent and grim energy, as if the fresh blood within contained incomparable evil.

Almost at the moment of its appearance, Qing suddenly lifted his head to look, and at that moment, the Golden Wood in his body also scattered its ferocious aura, locking onto the blood lake behind the woman.

"High-level technique; observing its fluctuations, it's not first-order, but second-order!" The Golden Wood's reaction made Qing suddenly understand; the captain also quickly lifted his head, eyes wide with wonder.

"Legend has it that the Departure Sect, which spreads to countless races and worships the ancient emperors, once had the Supreme Hall descend from the sacred land many years ago, granting the Departure Sect nine different high-level techniques as inheritances."

"The conditions for perception were extremely strict; only a few could succeed in the inheritance, among which the one that worshipped the mysterious and ancient emperor was the Yinming Blood Sea Technique. This technique had a special feature: it was not unique and could offer sacrifices to the sacred land to advance rapidly, but the sacrifice process became more and more dangerous, with most dying!"

The woman in red glanced coldly at the captain, saying nothing, and continued absorbing.

The captain narrowed his eyes and accelerated his absorption, and Qing did the same.

In this way, three people crazily absorbed on the Ghost Spirit Lord's face, quickly turning the clone's face gray, connecting into one, until the entire face became gray, resembling a dead person's face.

Even some areas began to show signs of blackening.

Seeing this, Xu Qing decided to give up. He felt that it was better to leave now; if they continued, once the face of the black-scaled spirit changed black, it would be too conspicuous.

Hearing this, Xu Qing raised his head to look at the team leader, giving him a glance before preparing to leave.

When the team leader saw Xu Qing's glance, he glanced again at the red-clad girl who was still absorbing... his heart sank. This time, it wasn't himself who would take the blame.

He quickly loosened his grip on the spirit's nose wing. Suddenly, under the repulsion, the spirit's body abruptly rolled away. Xu Qing was about to let go, but just then...

A sudden streak of golden light poured out from the grayish face of the spirit—that was a drop of golden blood.

"Gui Xu Dao Blood!!" Under the repulsion, the team leader, seeing this, shouted in shock, his whole body going wild with madness. He wanted to chase after it, but he couldn't do so in such a short time.

Xu Qing was also startled. His spirit sea's Kui Di Mountain trembled violently, as if attracted by the golden blood.

The red-clad girl was panting heavily, her eyes revealing a glimmer of spiritual essence. Her body swayed and suddenly leaped, rushing toward the golden blood.

Though her speed was fast, Xu Qing's was faster. He broke through instantly.