novelapdf Chapter 110 The Hidden Bones
Chapter 110 The Hidden Bones
Chapter 111 The Hidden Bones
at the same time.
White Tiger Ridge, Corpse Demon Cave.
A chilling wind howled, and the blood pool deep within the cave churned ceaselessly.
The White Bone Demon sat on her throne of bones, holding a piece of skull that had just been drained of its life essence in her hand. With a slight exertion of her finger bones, the skull turned to dust with a crack.
In her empty eye sockets, two eerie green flames flickered violently, revealing undisguised savagery and astonishment.
"No—none of them are right."
The White Bone Demon hissed softly.
Just now, she devoured the cultivator named Li Hao. This was the fourth prey in the past half month to actively offer itself up and whose blood and soul were similar to hers.
Once is a coincidence, twice is luck, but four times is blatant scheming!
"Someone is testing me."
The White Bone Demon suddenly stood up, her body surging with corpse energy, shattering the stone pillars in the cave.
"Who is it? Who is plotting against me?"
The White Bone Demon's mind raced through the various cultivators who had appeared in the Wanshou Mountain area in the past few days.
Just as she was about to turn around to prepare the painted skin, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She recalled the news that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were about to arrive not long ago.
Tang Sanzang, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, is a virtuous man who has cultivated for ten lifetimes!
As long as you eat a piece of his flesh, you can live forever, shed this inhuman, ghostly white skeletal shell, and achieve true immortality!
Compared to the temptation of Tang Monk's flesh, the rat lurking in the shadows trying to probe her suddenly became insignificant.
After a moment's thought, the White Bone Demon, knowing full well the power of Sun Wukong, decided to take matters into her own hands and use her transformation skills to outwit him.
She already had a plan in mind, and then she remembered the recent outbreak of the Earth Spirit Tide, which caused a surge in the number of cultivators around Longevity Mountain. In order to quickly accumulate power, she only cared about devouring those rogue cultivators who came to her door.
Looking back now, she recalled encountering two exceptionally talented young men in Aokibo.
Naturally, it was Shen Feng and Fan Yuan.
Although the fluctuations of qi and blood emanating from these two individuals were deliberately suppressed, they were as dazzling as torches in the night in the eyes of a ghost immortal like her.
"We must not let this opportunity slip by."
Madam Bai snorted coldly and quickly formed an obscure hand seal with her hands.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two muffled booms came from the depths of the blood pool, followed by two tall figures bursting out of the water and landing heavily on the stone platform.
These are two reanimated corpses covered in green hair, with skin as dry and shriveled as iron. They have no whites in their eyes, and their pupils are an eerie dark red.
Late stage of Void Refinement!
This was created by Madam Bai after several days of painstaking effort, using the corpses of two cultivators in Qingmu Market who violated the rules. The physical body is indestructible and cannot be harmed in the slightest by ordinary magic weapons.
"Go to Aokibo City."
Madam Bai pointed and sent the appearances and auras of Shen Feng and Fan Yuan into the consciousness of the two refining corpses.
"Guard the only exit from the market. If these two show up, kill them without mercy. If anyone else dares to obstruct us, tear them to pieces as well."
"roar!"
The two late-stage Void Refinement Corpses let out a low roar, their figures transforming into two streaks of green yin wind, instantly rushing out of the cave and speeding towards the direction of Qingmu Market.
After making the arrangements, Madam Bai gave a cold laugh, turned around and walked into the depths of the cave to select the perfect painted skin to approach Tang Sanzang.
The outskirts of Aokibo City.
Two green, eerie winds silently descended outside the east and west exits of the market.
They hid in the dense forest, keeping a close watch on every cultivator entering and leaving the market.
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Once the target appears, a thunderous strike will be unleashed.
With Fan Yuan's current strength, even if he breaks through to the peak of the Divine Refinement stage, if he were to directly collide with these two late-stage Void Refinement monsters, he would definitely face certain death.
however.
Sunrise and sunset, and three full days have passed.
The area outside the market was calm and peaceful, with a constant stream of independent cultivators coming and going, but Fan Yuan and Shen Feng were nowhere to be seen.
Three hundred miles west of Longevity Hill, in a hidden underground cave.
Fan Yuan remained in the cross-legged sitting posture.
The "Breathing Exercises: Clouds and Mist" circulated continuously within his body, and with each breath, a faint cloud-like aura lingered around his mouth and nose.
He was completely absorbed in his cultivation and oblivious to everything happening in the outside world.
He was unaware that the White Bone Demon had already noticed something amiss, nor did he know that outside the market stood two creatures capable of crushing him—
A terrifying monster lurks day and night.
Unbeknownst to him, he narrowly escaped death, perfectly avoiding this deadly trap.
At this moment, Fan Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The spiritual energy that had been surging within his body had now completely subsided, like a stagnant pool, and returned entirely to the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Once the realm of refining the spirit is perfected, it will finally be completely stable. From then on, unless there is a special opportunity, it will be a matter of grinding and polishing.
"The essence of clouds and mist becomes fire, and purple aura becomes the furnace."
Fan Yuan muttered to himself, recalling the record of the Refining Spirit Realm in the "Breathing and Exhaling Clouds Chapter". The so-called Refining Spirit means to repeatedly temper the illusory image of the soul in the sea of consciousness with heaven and earth as the furnace and the sun and moon as the fire, until the illusory image solidifies, only then can one step into the Refining Emptiness Realm.
He immersed his mind in his consciousness.
The ancient [Primordial Myriad Images Mirror] was still faintly glowing. Fan Yuan scanned it with his divine sense, and lines of text appeared.
Ying Lingzi's death was reported as normal, with no noteworthy information.
However, the death of his clone, Li Hao, gave a completely different response this time, a message that made his pupils shrink.
[The clone Li Hao is dead; the karmic settlement is underway.]
[Clone survival time: two days.]
[Cause of death of the clone: self-destruction.]
[Clone feedback rate: 20%]
[Settlement complete. The host can choose one of the following three options:]
[I. Cultivation Infusion. The meager spiritual energy Li Hao had accumulated over the past two days.]
[Note: The clone's lifespan is short, and it doesn't engage in proper cultivation; it's better than nothing.]
Part Two: Fragments of Memory. The White Bone Demon's True Form Remains Hidden.
[Note: This contains an old story from the beginning of the White Bone Demon's existence, offering a glimpse into her origins.]
[III. Comprehension of the Technique. Incomplete spiritual text rhythm.]
[Note: Before his death, the clone glimpsed part of the White Bone Demon's Corpse Dissolution Technique, but it was incomplete and unsystematic, and cannot be repaired at this time.]
Fan Yuan's heart stirred. Based on the feedback from the death of his clone, he had thought that the memory fragments were no more than useless compared to the other two. Now he realized that he had simply failed to understand their significance.
It turns out that repeatedly dying at the hands of the same enemy can reveal a secret about the enemy's true nature. This time, Fan Yuan did not hesitate to choose the memory fragment.
boom!
A massive and complex stream of information rushed into his mind in an instant. This was a trace of the original memory that the White Bone Demon inadvertently leaked out due to greed and impatience when she devoured Li Hao's soul.
This memory belongs to the past of that skeleton.
Fan Yuan's consciousness was instantly pulled into a tattered scene.
The scene depicts a magnificent palace shrouded in ethereal mist and resplendent in gold—the Heavenly Court, specifically the Hall of Fragrant Incense.
A beautiful maid dressed in a fairy dress was fleeing down to the mortal realm through the crack in the South Heavenly Gate, her face filled with panic.
However, the scene suddenly changed.
A fierce wind blew, and sand and stones flew everywhere.
In a desolate mountain in the lower realm, blocking the maid's way was a terrifying wolf demon dressed in a yellow robe with blood-red eyes.
The true form of Kui Mulang!
Amid the maid's desperate screams, the yellow-robed wolf demon opened its blood-red maw and bit off her neck.