txolops Chapter 227 Evil Moon Illusion Technique! Wind Release: Concealing One's Form with the Wind! Fu
Chapter 227 Evil Moon Illusion Technique! Wind Release: Concealing One's Form with the Wind! Fu
"It's resolved. Let's go, hurry and meet up with Fellow Daoist Fu and the others, lest things change."
Lin Chuan recalled the shrunken Crying Soul Beast, his expression calm, as if he had only done a trivial matter.
The two women came to their senses, and their eyes looked at Lin Chuan with deep awe and curiosity.
Without further delay, the three immediately followed the direction in which Fu Cheng and Yuan Kui were pursuing them.
However, they hadn't gone far when Chang Zhifang's expression suddenly changed drastically, and she cried out in alarm:
"Not good! Fellow Daoist Yuan... the connection you left behind has completely vanished!"
She held a pale yellow jade pendant in her hand. At this moment, the light that originally represented Yuan Kui on the pendant had dimmed and gone out!
This means that the special restriction mark left on Yuan Kui has lost contact, and this situation usually only means one thing—the owner of the restriction has already perished!
"Fellow Daoist Yuan... is he dead?"
Bai Yaoyi's pretty face also turned pale.
How could a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator perish in this Yin-Yang Cave in such a short time?
What terrifying creatures lie ahead?
Lin Chuan frowned slightly, but there was not much surprise in his eyes.
Based on the original plot and his previous judgment, Yuan Kui and Fu Cheng, in their pursuit of the Corpse Wolf and Yin Zhi Ma, likely encountered the most terrifying being in the Yin-Yang Cave—the Silver-Winged Yaksha!
That was a terrifying corpse refinement technique comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of the human race, with bizarre methods and great supernatural powers.
It's perfectly normal that Fu Cheng and Yuan Kui were no match for them.
He just didn't expect that Yuan Kui would fall so quickly.
"Proceed with caution and remain vigilant."
Lin Chuan said in a deep voice, and took the lead in speeding up.
Bai Yaoyi and Chang Zhifang suppressed their fear and followed closely behind.
The three of them passed through several winding passages, and the faint sounds of battle roaring and howling winds could be heard ahead.
Soon, they arrived at an unusually spacious underground plaza.
The plaza was paved with some kind of black boulder, covered with indistinct ancient runes, and in the center there seemed to be traces of a broken array base.
In one corner of the square, there was a strange little "black jade bamboo forest". The bamboo was completely black, but the leaves were pale white. It rustled in the cold wind, exuding a strong sense of yin and death.
Deep within the bamboo forest, a huge cocoon-like object, made of grayish-white silk threads, could be vaguely seen wriggling slightly. Something seemed to be trapped inside, and the sounds of Fu Cheng's furious roar and magical attacks could be faintly heard.
The auras of the Corpse Wolf and the Yinzhi Horse were also near the gray cocoon.
On the other side of the square, beside the broken array base, a tall figure was squatting on the ground with his back to Lin Chuan and the other two, seemingly chewing something, making a chilling "crunching" sound.
At his feet lay some blood-stained, torn clothes, which, judging from their style, were Yuan Kui's own!
Seemingly sensing someone's arrival, the squatting figure stopped chewing and slowly turned around.
It was a male corpse over ten feet tall, with bluish-gray skin, shriveled and clinging to the bones, a hideous and terrifying face, and dark red bits of flesh and blood still remaining at the corners of its mouth.
His eyes were bloodshot, flashing with cruelty and bloodlust, as he coldly swept them over Lin Chuan and the other two.
When his gaze fell upon Lin Chuan, he grinned, revealing a chilling, sinister smile, and uttered a hoarse, difficult, yet perfectly clear human voice:
"Hehehe... So much blood food again. Looks like I'll have a good feast today!"
Before he could finish speaking, two sharp, tearing sounds, like tearing silk, suddenly came from his shoulder blades!
A pair of silver bone wings, shimmering with a cold metallic luster, as thin as cicada wings, yet over ten feet long, suddenly burst forth from the body and unfurled!
The edges of the bone wings were as sharp as knives. With a slight flap, they created sharp gray wind blades that cut deep marks into the ground around them.
Silver-winged Yaksha!
Bai Yaoyi and Chang Zhifang both gasped simultaneously, their faces drained of color, their eyes filled with uncontrollable fear.
They finally understood why Yuen Kwai had fallen so quickly!
Faced with this legendary, terrifying corpse, which is said to be comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, naturally skilled in wind and earth escape techniques, and even more adept at illusion and mind manipulation, even if the three of them joined forces, their chances of survival would be slim!
Only Lin Chuan remained calm, even showing a hint of interest in his eyes.
He looked at the Silver-Winged Yaksha, its silver wings spread and its aura menacing, then gently patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist again, his tone indifferent:
"Soul-crying, it seems another feast has been delivered to our door."
"Whoosh!"
The dark light reappeared, and the small figure of the Soul-Crying Beast reappeared, landing in front of Lin Chuan.
It seemed extremely excited by the Yin Sha Corpse Qi emanating from the Silver-Winged Yaksha, which was a hundred times purer and more concentrated than the previous three corpse refiners.
Its small eyes widened, and it let out a low growl at the Silver-Winged Yaksha.
It was filled with a strong fighting spirit.
The Silver-Winged Yaksha, who was originally full of arrogance and confidence, suddenly froze with a ferocious expression the moment the Soul-Crying Beast appeared!
Its crimson pupils suddenly contracted, staring intently at the seemingly insignificant little monkey, especially its unusually large nose. An indescribable fear and apprehension, originating from the depths of its very being, instantly overwhelmed its intelligence like an icy tide!
"A weeping... a weeping soul?!"
For the first time, the Silver-Winged Yaksha's hoarse voice was filled with undisguised horror and trembling.
As the king of corpse refiners, it knew better than anyone how deadly and innate this ancient beast, known as the "soul-absorbing and ghost-eating beast" and the one that was the best at defeating all kinds of ghosts and spirits, was against beings like them!
Even though it had cultivated to the level of the Silver-Winged Yaksha, it still felt an unprecedented and enormous threat when facing this natural nemesis!
"Go, swallow it!"
Lin Chuan's cold voice echoed across the empty square, like a final verdict.
The Soul-Crying Beast could no longer contain itself. Upon receiving the command, it roared excitedly to the sky. Although its body did not grow larger again, two extremely condensed silver beams shot out from its unusually large nostrils, like two silver chains, heading straight for the Silver-Winged Yaksha!
This is an advanced application of its innate divine power, "Soul Absorption Divine Light," which has unparalleled power to restrain and devour ghosts and spirits.
However, the Silver-Winged Yaksha was a being comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and was also naturally skilled in wind escape techniques. How could he easily surrender?
"Heh heh! How dare a mere immature Crying Soul be so insolent before me!"
The Silver-Winged Yaksha let out a strange laugh and suddenly flapped its silver wings behind it!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Several condensed gray vortexes appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, heading towards the two silver beams of light.
The vortex of wind collided with the silver light, emitting a hissing sound of dissolving. Although the vortex of wind was quickly eroded and weakened by the silver light, it still managed to block it for a while.
In that split second, the Silver-Winged Yaksha's figure suddenly became blurry, as if it had merged into the howling yin winds around it, and vanished without a trace!
Only a faint afterimage remained, slowly dissipating from the spot.
"Concealing itself with the wind? This Silver-Winged Yaksha's wind-escape technique is truly remarkable!"
Bai Yaoyi, standing to the side, narrowed her eyes and gasped softly.
She cultivated ice-based techniques and was acutely aware of the flow of energy. Yet, at this moment, she couldn't detect the Silver-Winged Yaksha's true form at all, as if he had truly transformed into an invisible and intangible wind.
She dared not delay and immediately formed a hand seal, creating several layers of ice barriers around her. The crystalline ice crystals layered upon each other, protecting her within them. At the same time, she summoned a small ice crystal shield, which hovered above her head, spinning and sprinkling rays of cold light.
Chang Zhifang, on the other side, reacted a beat slower.
She was already disturbed by the appearance of the Silver-Winged Yaksha and Yuan Kui's miserable state. Now that he had disappeared, she panicked even more. She hurriedly activated her magic handkerchief, which cast down layers of spiritual light to protect her body. She looked around with suspicion and uncertainty in her eyes.
Suddenly, the air distorted in the empty space to her left, and the ferocious and terrifying figure of the Silver-Winged Yaksha appeared out of thin air, no more than three zhang away from her!
Those bloodshot, violent eyes were staring coldly at her.
"what!"
Chang Zhifang cried out in surprise and instinctively tried to activate her magic weapon to attack, while simultaneously retreating rapidly.
However, the moment her gaze met the crimson eyes of the Silver-Winged Yaksha, a sudden change occurred!
A strange silver light suddenly flashed deep within those crimson eyes, like two miniature evil moons!
Chang Zhifang felt a buzzing in her head, and the scene before her eyes changed instantly, as if she were in a terrifying illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with thousands of ghosts wailing. Her mind went blank, her eyes glazed over, and her movements froze.
Evil Moon Illusion Technique!
One of the Silver-Winged Yaksha's innate supernatural abilities is to instantly bewitch people's minds by using the "Evil Moon Power" gathered in his Corpse-Refining Eye!
"Junior sister, be careful!"
Fu Cheng, trapped in the gray cocoon in the distance, issued a stern warning, but it was too late.
Taking advantage of the moment when Chang Zhifang's mind was captivated by the illusion and her defenses had a fatal gap, the Silver-Winged Yaksha's pair of incomparably sharp silver bone wings, like two peerless heavenly blades, slashed across with a shrill sound that tore through space!
"Pfft—!"
The protective aura burst like a bubble, and the brocade handkerchief magic treasure flew backward with a mournful cry. Even as a trace of bewilderment and fear lingered on Chang Zhifang's charming face, her body was already cleaved into four pieces by the crossed silver wings! Blood and internal organs sprayed out, creating a gruesome scene.
A nascent soul, barely an inch tall and bearing an identical appearance to Chang Zhifang, its face now filled with terror and despair, hastily emerged from its tattered body, attempting to flee towards Fu Cheng.
"Stay here!" The Silver-Winged Yaksha grinned, opened its mouth and inhaled, a powerful suction force came, and it directly sucked the Nascent Soul into its hideous maw. After chewing it twice, it swallowed it, a satisfied and cruel smile on its face.
Another mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has fallen! And with such lightning speed, instantly killed after being deceived by an illusion!
"Killing someone in front of me? You're asking for death!"
Lin Chuan's eyes instantly turned as cold as ancient ice, and a chilling killing intent surged into the sky!
Silver Winged Yaksha's intention was clear: to use his superior wind escape and illusion techniques to first eliminate the relatively weaker Bai Yaoyi and Chang Zhifang, and then concentrate his strength on dealing with the most troublesome ones, himself and Ti Hun.
Silver Winged Yaksha's intention was clear: to use his superior wind escape and illusion techniques to first eliminate the relatively weaker Bai Yaoyi and Chang Zhifang, and then concentrate his strength on dealing with the most troublesome ones, himself and Ti Hun.
Unfortunately, it miscalculated.
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
Lin Chuan no longer held back. With a thought, a warm, milky-white jade disc flew out from his sleeve and hovered above his head—it was a replica of the Tongtian Lingbao, the Hunyuan Jade Disc!
A torrent of magical power was poured into the jade disc.
"Buzz—!"
The jade disc shone brightly, and a solid, thick, milky-white spherical light shield with chaotic air currents slowly rotating on its surface expanded instantly from Lin Chuan's center, firmly enveloping a three-zhang radius around him!
The protective barrier, though seemingly thin, exudes a calm and profound aura, seemingly impervious to all magic and repelling all evil. This is precisely the strongest defensive state of the Primordial Jade Wall—the "Primordial Qi Shield"!
With this protective shield, almost no one below the Nascent Soul stage could forcibly break through it in a short time! Lin Chuan stood inside the shield as if he were in an absolute fortress, with no worries about anything else.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his sleeve again!
A tall, silver-gray figure landed beside him like an iron tower; it was the Nascent Soul late-stage combat puppet that he had painstakingly crafted!
The puppet's eyes flashed red, locking onto a certain spot in the void ahead. Its body, composed of silver sand and heavenly fire chains, emitted a cold and powerful aura, unleashing its full combat power!
"Go, protect Fairy Bai and kill this scoundrel!" Lin Chuan ordered the puppet.
The puppet silently obeyed the order, took a step forward, and appeared beside Bai Yaoyi, who was defending herself with all her might and whose face was pale, like the most loyal guard.
At the same time, it raised its hand and made a grasping motion, and the three jet-black throwing knives on its back, forged from demonic marrow, trembled slightly, ready to be launched.
Seeing Lin Chuan unleash his powerful treasures one after another, especially the defensive Hunyuan Jade Wall, which made it feel troubled, and the dangerous aura emanating from the puppet was no less than its own, the Silver-Winged Yaksha felt its killing intent grow stronger, but it also became more cautious.
Its figure flickered again, merging into the wind and disappearing, clearly intending to continue using wind magic and illusions to find an opportunity.
"Hmph, a mere trick!"
Lin Chuan sneered. The Shadow Cloak he wore, which he had obtained from Saintess Mulan, moved without wind and flashed with spiritual light. His figure became blurry in an instant, and his aura almost completely disappeared, as he vanished into the surrounding environment like a ghost.
With his divine sense far surpassing that of his peers and the wondrous power of his Shadow Cloak, unless the Silver-Winged Yaksha's Wind Release can be completely integrated with the laws of heaven and earth, no one can easily capture his physical form.
For a moment, a strange scene unfolded in the square: Silver Winged Yaksha used Wind Release to become invisible, and Lin Chuan used Shadow Release Cloak to hide, as if the two had disappeared from the battlefield.
Only Bai Yaoyi remained, protected by the late-stage Nascent Soul puppet, nervously guarding her surroundings, and hearing Fu Cheng's desperate cries from within the gray cocoon in the distance.
Silver Winged Yaksha naturally set his sights on Bai Yaoyi, who seemed to be "isolated and helpless".
In its view, as long as it gets rid of the female cultivator and the troublesome puppet first, it can always find a way to deal with Lin Chuan, who is hiding and protected by the tortoise shell.
At one moment, the air several feet to Bai Yaoyi's right distorted again, and the figure of the Silver-Winged Yaksha appeared like a ghost. It still had those red eyes that shimmered with an eerie silver light, staring straight at Bai Yaoyi!
"not good!"
Although Bai Yaoyi was prepared, the Silver Winged Yaksha's illusion was too fast and too strange.
She felt a flash of silver light before her eyes, and her mind went blank for a moment. It was as if countless evil voices were howling in her ears, and the scene before her eyes began to distort and change, and she fell into an illusion once again.