txolops Chapter 165 Subduing the Corpse Demon! The Soul-Crying Demon Displays its Power Once Again!
Chapter 165 Subduing the Corpse Demon! The Soul-Crying Demon Displays its Power Once Again!
"Who are you?"
"Why have you trespassed into my cave?"
She suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of panic flashing in them, but her voice remained gentle and melodious, as if she truly belonged to this place.
Lin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze slowly sweeping over her.
From head to toe, from that exquisitely beautiful face to those empty sleeves, and then to the trembling Snow Cloud Fox in her arms.
A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Your cave? Are you sure this isn't your prison?"
His expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
She gave a wry smile and shook her head:
"A prison? You could call it that. Back then, in order to cultivate a special technique, I specially crafted a set of chains to lock myself up."
These chains are unbreakable; without the key, one can never escape. As for the key… I've entrusted it to a close friend.”
She looked up, her eyes pleading.
"If you could help me send a message to my friend, informing him of my whereabouts and asking him to come and rescue me with the key, I would be willing to grant you a great favor."
Lin Chuan sneered inwardly as he listened to these words.
Just like in the original story, this corpse demon wanted to deceive the cultivators who came here and help it escape.
Everything she said was a lie.
Those chains weren't something she made herself—they were a form of torture used by ancient cultivators to imprison her.
That so-called friend didn't exist at all. The so-called delivery of the letter was just a ploy to trick someone into opening the box.
"You only need to deliver a letter for me, and this item will be yours."
As she spoke, a square jade box appeared out of thin air in her hand.
The box was unremarkable, covered with a thin layer of dust, and looked completely unremarkable.
But the moment she opened the box—
A pure and ethereal aura instantly filled the entire stone chamber!
The sheer density of the spiritual energy moved even Lin Chuan slightly.
Inside the box, a small white jade stone, a few inches in size, lay quietly.
The jade is translucent and warm to the touch, yet it possesses a spiritual energy a hundred times richer than ordinary jade. Even more peculiar is that within that translucent jade, there is a thumb-sized, bluish calf, lifelike, shaking its head and wagging its tail, as if it were alive.
"The Jade of the Spirit Eye... it's truly a wonderful thing."
Lin Chuan exclaimed in admiration.
This thing is a hundred times more precious than the Spirit Eye Spring. Even in the Spirit Realm, it is a supreme treasure.
Seeing that he was moved, her smile became even more gentle.
"Would you be willing to help me deliver this message? Once it's done, it will be yours. The letter is in that box over there."
She raised her slender hand and pointed to an antique wooden box in the corner of the stone platform.
The wooden box was slightly yellowed and very old, with a strange flame pattern embossed on its surface. Within the flames, a human figure stood, looking up at the sky, as if roaring at the heavens.
There's something inexplicably eerie about it.
On the front of the jade box was a golden talisman, sealed tightly.
Lin Chuan's gaze fell on the wooden box, a barely perceptible sneer flashing in his eyes.
This box actually contains the main soul of this thing.
When she was suppressed by the ancient cultivators, her soul was forcibly split in two.
Her main soul was sealed in this wooden box, while her secondary soul remained in her physical body. If her main soul did not leave, she would be trapped here forever, unable to escape.
Her purpose in having Lin Chuan deliver the message was a ruse; her real aim was to trick him into opening the box and releasing the main soul.
Once her main soul and the divided soul merge, her strength will increase greatly, and mere chains may not be able to restrain her.
In the original story, she used the same method to deceive Han Li.
"hehe."
Lin Chuan suddenly smiled.
That smile stirred a sense of unease within me.
"You dare to play tricks on me? You're asking for trouble."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Chuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent!
Regardless of what kind of personality this corpse demon had in life, once it transforms into a corpse demon, its temperament will inevitably change drastically—arrogant, perverse, and bloodthirsty. Its current gentle and pitiful demeanor is all a disguise.
Lin Chuan raised his hand and the wooden box flew into his hand with a "whoosh".
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes—he opened it?
However, the next moment, her surprise turned into horror.
Lin Chuan grabbed the wooden box and smashed it hard against her face!
"Bang!"
The wooden box hit her face, making her head snap back!
The gentleness on her face vanished instantly, replaced by ferocity and resentment!
She knew that her trick had been seen through!
Since pretending is useless, then—
"court death!"
She suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a cloud of dark green poisonous mist!
The poisonous fog had a pungent, fishy stench, and wherever it passed, even the air itself was corroded and hissed!
This is the corpse poison of the cadaver; those afflicted will instantly turn into pus!
Lin Chuan snorted coldly, and a thought flashed through his mind—
Dry Blue Ice Flame!
A blue flame surged from his body, instantly transforming into a wall of ice and flame that blocked his way!
The poisonous mist struck the ice flames, hissing as it struck, but it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of the flames!
The Azure Ice Flame, extremely yin and cold, is specifically designed to subdue evil spirits! How can mere corpse poison possibly do anything to it?
That —No, she should be called a corpse demon now—seeing that the poison mist was ineffective, she let out a mournful roar!
Her body began to contort violently!
The exquisite human skin melted away like a melting candle, revealing the true face beneath—
monster!
Her body began to grow dense, coarse, green hairs, which were like steel needles protruding from under her skin and emitted a strong stench of death.
Her face was now a gaunt, skeletal, ashen gray, resembling a skull. From her half-open mouth, a pair of enormous fangs, each an inch long, peeked out, making her look ferocious and terrifying!
This is the true face of the ghoul!
It is pierced by several silver chains, which pass through its shoulder blades, ribs, and lumbar vertebrae, with the other end deeply embedded in the mountain wall.
The chains emitted a faint silver light, and every time it struggled, dense runes would appear on the chains, suppressing it firmly.
"roar--!"
The corpse demon roared like a wild beast, struggling desperately, and the silver chains rattled as they were pulled!
Lin Chuan watched it coldly, without making a move.
With a thought, the opening of the spirit beast pouch at his waist—
A streak of silver light shot out!
It is the cry of a soul!
The Crying Soul at this moment is no longer the little beast it once was.
It transformed into a giant silver ape, about ten feet tall, its body shimmering with silver light, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.
The moment it appeared, the corpse demon trembled all over!
The Soul-Crying Demon is a natural nemesis of evil spirits! It is the perfect counter to beings like corpse demons!
"roar!"
The wailing spirit let out a low growl, and its unusually large nose suddenly inhaled—
A beam of silver light shot out from its nostrils, instantly enveloping the corpse demon!
"No--!"
The corpse demon let out a piercing scream and struggled desperately!
But it was bound by chains and could not move. It could only watch helplessly as the newly returned part of its soul was slowly drawn away by the silver beam of light!
A moment later, a phantom soul was drawn out of the corpse demon's body and entered the Nose of the Weeping Soul.
The corpse demon's body became completely still.
It lay on the ground, its狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face still bearing the terror of its dying moments.
Tihun smacked its lips, transformed into a streak of silver light, and flew back to Lin Chuan's shoulder. Its small eyes narrowed into slits, clearly very satisfied.