The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 142 The Only Immortal, Ujjainagahai

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The Kunlun Mirror's spiritual light surged, starting from the small world, and directly penetrated the void and shone towards Mount Zagrama.

The magic power around him surged like a tide.

Wu Gong stared at the Zhuochen Pearl intently, making hand seals, ready to attack the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain at any time.

This sixth-order magic weapon transformed from the snake god's one-eyed form finally returned to the bottomless ghost cave after countless years.

As long as the Kunlun Mirror identifies that the soul of the snake god has been revived, Wu Gong will immediately open up a hole in the space and drive the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain in, suppressing it with force.

A sixth-order strongman is already at the immortal level. Once he revives, he will be too terrifying.

In Wu Gong's hands, the Kunlun Mirror had not been fully refined and could not exert its full power.

Only the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, a magical weapon that combines defense, attack, suppression, sealing, and assisting in overcoming tribulations, is the most suitable.

"Snake God, since you have fallen into a deep sleep, don't jump around anymore."

The mirror light shot out from the void, covering Zhuochenzhu, Queqiao Shao and the other two.

Trace back to the source, investigate the origins, the clear precious light invades every inch of the place.

After a while, Wu Gong looked at the dense information on the Kunlun Mirror and his expression eased a little.

"Very good. The soul of the snake god has been disturbed. Although it has moved a little, it is still sleeping."

"There is nothing unusual in the bodies of the three people, Partridge Whistle. The curse of the ghost eye has been lifted."

Wu Gong breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that there was no danger, he put away the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, took a step forward, and came to the ghost cave.

Darkness, bottomless darkness.

Even if Wu Gong concentrated his magic power in his eyes, he could not see through the ghost cave at all.

"Legend has it that the ancestors of the Demon Nation once entered the Ghost Cave and brought out the Zhuchen Pearl. How did they enter this bottomless abyss?"

Wu Gong was full of curiosity and directly used the Kunlun Mirror to investigate.

[Ghost Cave: The intersection of imaginary space and reality. It is the memory of the corpse of the snake god, formed by the power of the realm of illusion.]

[Note 1: Before the death of the snake god, a grudge lingered in the ghost cave. Except for the person who made the promise, anyone who peeked in would be cursed.]

[Note 2: At the bottom of the ghost cave, within the imaginary space, the remains of the snake god are hidden. If you offer a sacrifice with their flesh and blood, you can gain the ability to summon the Pure Vision Agama and command the demon slaves.]

"Curse? I can't rest in peace even after I die."

The Kunlun Mirror shone with its spiritual light, breaking the curse that was attached to it and giving up on peeking into the ghost cave.

This thing is the manifestation of imaginary space. The ghost hole is just a manifestation. What is truly magical is the imaginary space.

However, the imaginary space is the condensation of the Snake God's origin of reality and illusion, which is not something Wu Gong can explore at his current level.

The three men, Partridge Whistle, stood respectfully aside. When they saw Wu Gong coming, they presented him with the pearl and said:
"Please be merciful, Immortal Venerable. The curse of my clan's ghost eye has now been lifted. I respectfully offer you and pray for the return of the Zhuchen Pearl."

Wu Gong didn't even look at the magical object, but just waved his hand: "Don't worry, you can take it first."

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the Kunlun sacred tree and the corpse-scented konjac on the stone beam.

Ever since entering the mountain, Wu Gong had sensed a sense of being watched, which came continuously from the corpse-scented konjac.

Wu Gong was busy dealing with the matters of the Zhuochen Pearl and the Ghost Cave, and since the owner of that line of sight was not very powerful, he did not pay much attention to it.

At this moment, I freed my hands to see what kind of monster it is.

"Fire in the wood, come out."

A clear crane cry was heard, and a flamingo flew out from the flames and flew towards the corpse konjac.

This fire can refine everything and is the nemesis of all living things.

The flowers of the corpse arum were gorgeous and had never moved before, like a real plant.

However, as the flamingo approached, it seemed frightened and let out a sharp howl.

The huge purple-red flowers suddenly shrank, and the thick vines and branches began to tremble.

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Flamingos surrounded the corpse plant, and sparks fell, burning holes the size of bowls in the petals and leaves.

The demon plant was shaking more and more violently, like a living thing, almost curled up into a ball, and there was a faint female wailing. "Queen of Jingjue, why don't you show your true form?"

Wu Gong waved his fingers, and flaming cranes flew out, illuminating the dark mountainside with a fiery red in the blink of an eye.

The konjac flower trembled as it grew out from the branches and leaves. Its petals opened and its stamens tangled and transformed into a woman's face.

She had an extremely beautiful face with an exotic charm. Her mouth was open, and an unreal, frightened and trembling voice came out.

"I am Wuchan Nagahai, and I pay my respects to the Immortal Lord."

In the back, Partridge Whistle and the other two heard the sound and were so frightened that they got goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Is the corpse-scented amorphophallus alive? Or is it the transformed Queen of Jingjue?" Hua Ling looked at the beautiful face formed by the stamens and couldn't help shivering.

The same thing happened to Partridge Whistle. He suddenly remembered that the flower had always been facing everyone.

In other words, this living demonic plant had been staring at them since the three of them entered here.

A burst of white sweat instantly wet his back, and Partridge Whistle was filled with relief.

If this evil thing suddenly attacked when the three were offering sacrifice, I'm afraid the bloodline of the Zagrama clan would be cut off.

Wu Gong looked at the strange female face formed by the stamens, then looked at the Kunlun sacred tree where the corpse amorphophallus was parasitic, and the hint of vitality hidden inside, and couldn't help but become interested.

After what happened to King Xian, Wu Gong immediately saw the strangeness of this mysterious combination on the stone beam.

After taking out the Kunlun mirror for identification, Wu Gong couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"This world is really interesting. Previously, King Xian seized the ten thousand year old Aconitum Ganoderma and turned into a Ganoderma Corpse Immortal. Now your condition is even more bizarre than his."

After the death of the Queen of Jingjue, she was buried in the heart of the Kunlun sacred tree. The vast vitality of the sacred tree always kept her body alive, and she was hanging on to her last breath of life.

Her soul was transferred into the corpse konjac and transformed into a being similar to a goblin, yet completely different.

This corpse-scented amorphophallus is parasitic on the Kunlun sacred tree. It does not need soil or nutrients, and relies entirely on the vitality of the sacred tree for survival.

The Corpse-scented Amorphophallus is a rare spiritual plant in the Corpse-Ghost Path, and it has the ability to nourish spiritual bodies.

As long as the Kunlun sacred tree exists, the corpse-scented amorphophallus will not wither, and the soul of the Queen of Jingjue will be immortal.

The most important point is that the consciousness of the Queen of Jingjue has never fallen into a state of ignorance.

For thousands of years, she could remain conscious whenever she wanted.

This method is much more advanced than King Xian's method of making a corpse out of meat ganoderma.

Another point is that the Queen of Jingjue was born with ghost eyes and has the power to directly control the imaginary space.

Imaginary space is boundless and has infinite energy.

Even if her body and soul are separated, she can still draw power from the imaginary space and feed it back to herself.

These powers were injected into the Kunlun sacred tree through her ghost eyes, transforming into an endless source of vitality, nourishing her body and the corpse-scented konjac that housed her soul.

This is a strange symbiosis, a miracle unique to the world of tomb raiding.

The Queen of Jingjue, the imaginary space, the Kunlun sacred tree, and the corpse-scented konjac form a delicate balance and achieve a state of eternal survival.

In this world, the only one who can achieve this is the Queen of Jingjue who possesses the Ghost Eyes, no one else can do it.

Even King Xian was able to return from ignorance only by relying on the Zhuchen Pearl and the assistance of Wu Gong.

In terms of means and degree of magic, the Queen of Jingjue is much more skilled.

Of course, in terms of combat power, King Xian is far superior to the Queen of Jingjue.

Looking at the miracle of immortality before his eyes, Wu Gong was once again amazed at the fantastic ideas of the ancient practitioners in the tomb-robbing world.

As a short-lived species, humans have always had the pursuit of immortality as an obsession engraved deep in their souls.

Feng Shigu, King Xian, the Queen of Jingjue, and emperors of all dynasties who made elixirs and took medicines, their ultimate goal was to achieve immortality.

But in the entire tomb-robbing world, as far as we can see, the only one who has truly achieved this through her own abilities is the Queen of Jingjue.

"The world's only immortal, Ujjainakahai, you are quite good."

(End of this chapter)