Immortality: Grinding Experience Starting as a Paper Craftsman

Chapter 65 A Three-Way Game, Watching the Heroes Fly.

A fierce wind arose on the altar, and the weather suddenly changed.

Countless black talismans fluttered in the wind, their sound like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, mournful and piercing.

Those Flowing Cloud Sect servants bound by vines became the first victims of this grand ceremony.

As the Netherworld Bone in Blood River Master's hand burst forth with dazzling dark light, the talismans seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing all the life force around them.

"ah!!!"

The grass and trees withered, the flesh and blood dried up, and the screams rose and fell, but were soon drowned out by the sound of the wind.

Dozens of living disciples were drained of their life essence in the blink of an eye, turning into dried corpses. Their life essence turned into streams of red blood that converged towards the center of the altar.

"Wonderful! What a wonderful taste!"

Blood River Immortal bathed in this rich blood energy, a look of intoxication appearing on his face.

His emaciated body was filling out at a visible rate, and his originally aged aura was beginning to rise steadily.

The pressure of the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator was released without reservation, causing the surrounding space to tremble continuously.

"Yun Canghai, why don't you lend me a hand? Once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, you'll reap the rewards!"

Blood River Master looked at Cloud Vast Ocean, which was suspended in mid-air, with a mocking gaze.

In his view, Yun Canghai was nothing more than a pawn in his game, to be used and discarded at will.

Yun Canghai felt the suffocating pressure, his expression solemn. The small cyan cauldron in his hand no longer pretended, shedding its concealing outer shell to reveal the dense runes underneath.

The small cauldron swelled in the wind, growing to the size of a mountain, and its mouth spouted forth countless rays of light.

That's the Flowing Cloud Cauldron! The most prized treasure of the Flowing Cloud Sect!

"You flatter me, Ancestor."

Yun Canghai's lips curled into a cold smile. "Since it's a cooperation, it's safer for me to take the benefits myself."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly activated the Flowing Cloud Cauldron.

The dazzling rays of light, like rainbows piercing the sun, instantly enveloped the entire altar.

The light contained an extremely strong sealing power, which forcefully suppressed the soaring bloodthirsty aura.

"Seal off the heavens and the earth! Suppress this!"

Yun Canghai shouted, and the soul-guiding talismans that were originally pasted on the altar suddenly burst into flames.

The flames from the burning soul-guiding talisman were not red, but a strange, ghastly green.

This was exactly the backup plan he thought he had: to use these specially made talismans to backfire on the formation, trap True Man Blood River in the altar, and refine him into a tonic for his breakthrough to the Flawless Golden Core stage.

"Um?"

Blood River Master's expression changed as he sensed a strange power eroding his protective demonic energy.

"You, Yun Canghai! You were up to no good! But do you think you can trap me with this?"

Blood River Master roared and activated the Netherworld Ghost Bone in his hand.

"All ghosts, heed my command! Devour souls!"

"boom!"

The ground cracked open, and countless pale, ghostly hands reached out from underground, grabbing at the vast sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The two masters instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

Yun Cang, who was at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage, understood that although True Person Blood River was a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was hesitant to fight. Therefore, with the help of the Flowing Cloud Cauldron, he was able to hold his own for a time!

……

On the edge of the battlefield, in the shadows.

Gu Yan was clutching his chest tightly, his face was deathly pale, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

In order to distance himself from the situation, he deliberately took the aftershock of their fight, making himself appear as an innocent victim caught in the crossfire.

Gu Yan used the talisman that Shen Youwei had given him to tell Shen Youwei his location.

After that, he leaned against a tree, looking like he was about to die.

"Gu Yan! What are you doing here?"

Soon, a cold sword light fell, and Shen Youwei appeared beside him, looking at the scene before her with a shocked expression.

She never expected to witness the battle between Yun Canghai and Xuehe Zhenren, let alone see Gu Yan on the verge of death here.

"Cough cough... Senior... Senior Sister..."

Gu Yan struggled to raise his hand, pointing at the disciples who had turned into dried corpses, his eyes filled with grief and fear. "Elder Yun... Elder Yun lied to us... He said he was bringing us here to do a mission... But... But he sacrificed us all..."

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to survive... I would have..."

As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood, activated the "Withered Wood Concealing Breath Technique" and the "Concealing Breath Turtle and Snake Skill," and pretended to faint.

Shen Youwei quickly supported him and fed him a healing pill.

She glanced at Gu Yan, who was severely injured, then at her fellow disciples who had died tragically, and finally at Yun Canghai, who was in mid-air with a ferocious expression, manipulating evil magic. Her anger erupted.

"Yun Canghai! You have betrayed the righteous path!"

Shen Youwei drew her sword, her sword intent soaring to the heavens.

Although she couldn't defeat Yun Canghai and Xuehe Zhenren, she could use her status as a true disciple to send the news back to the sect, and even attract the sect leader to come in person!

This is exactly the result Gu Yan wanted.

With Shen Youwei as a witness, he was the survivor who was persecuted by the elders and escaped death.

As for those disciples who died, they became the most powerful evidence to accuse Yun Canghai.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the altar...

The Blood Swordsman, who had not yet made a move, was silently observing all of this.

He watched the two people scheming against each other in the air, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Yun Canghai believed that the talisman was his means of controlling Blood River True Man.

Blood River Master believed that Ghost Bone was his trump card to counter Yun Canghai.

But they were all wrong.

This talisman was made by Gu Yan.

This ghost bone was a gift from Gu Yan.

The person who truly determined the course of this ceremony was never the two self-important chess players, but rather this seemingly insignificant deliveryman.

"That's about it."

The Blood Swordsman beckoned with his finger, and an invisible wave instantly spread throughout all the talismans.

The burning talismans suddenly burst into flames, their pale green flames instantly transforming into pitch-black ghost fire.

"What's going on?!"

Yun Canghai exclaimed in surprise, realizing that the Flowing Cloud Cauldron in his hand had lost control of the talisman paper.

"This fire...this fire is suspicious!"

Blood River True Man also screamed repeatedly as the Netherworld Ghost Fire spread along his ghost bones to his body, ignoring his demonic energy defense and directly burning his soul.

"ah!!!"

Two screams rang out at the same time.

In the center of the altar, a huge black vortex slowly took shape.

This time, it was neither a summoning nor a sacrifice.

Instead, it was a harvest for Gu Yan.