The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 576 The people who dug up my grave and destroyed my dojo have arrived.
With a sharp shout, Gong Tinglan summoned the Sun, Moon and Star Chart, which suddenly changed, as if a celestial chart had descended. The stars within it changed rapidly, dazzling the eyes and striking the soul.

Just as Lang Jiuchuan had guessed, the Corpse Demon Luo Zheng had already developed spiritual consciousness. Seeing the magic weapon as red as a rainbow, his soul was wracked with pain, and he restrained much of his contempt, letting out a sharp shriek.

"Ow!"

She suddenly unleashed her power, her long hair, which had been trailing on the ground, stood on end, and thick, black death energy churned around her. Countless painful, twisted, and ferocious faces and figures accompanied her, all of them opening their mouths and howling sharply.

Like a demonic sound assaulting the soul.

Gong Tinglan felt his soul tremble, his handsome face grew even colder, and he urged the star array formation. The thousands of morning stars, like sharp lines, twisted towards the lingering Yin spirits, while the fire Yang on the star array transformed into a huge fireball, smashing towards the corpse demon.

The blazing, pure Yang fire caused the corpse demon's expression to change drastically. It shrieked, "Damn you, you stinking Taoist priest, relentlessly pursuing me! Today I'll make sure you have nowhere to escape!"

With a shout, the deathly aura grew even thicker, transforming into a dense, opaque black curtain that swept towards the fireball. The sinister, deathly aura devoured and extinguished the fireball's flames, then surged towards Gong Tinglan.

Gong Tinglan had fallen victim to its ambush; the wound on the back of his hand had already allowed the corpse poison to enter his body. Fortunately, he had the Righteous Daoist Rhyme protecting his eight extraordinary meridians, preventing the corpse poison from spreading. However, he did not have time to expel the corpse poison. He also used his essence of Yang to summon the Sun and Moon Star Plate and activate the magic artifact's spiritual array, causing his spiritual energy to rapidly dissipate.

Faced with the surging deathly aura, Gong Tinglan swiftly changed her technique, her mind racing, and the Yin Moon in the star chart rotated, absorbing all the deathly aura.

The Corpse Demon was completely enraged upon seeing this.

With its lair destroyed, the Yin energy that nourished it was purified, and it lost the original power of its lair, which was tantamount to its foundation being dug up.

In short, someone dug up my grave.

How humiliating and infuriating it was, yet it was forbidden by its master to pursue the matter. So it turned its grief and anger into strength, attacking more living people and drawing their life essence to strengthen itself.

But this foul-smelling Taoist priest, who is like a fly, has been relentlessly pursuing it, and now he even wants to destroy the power that purifies it. How can it not be angry?
"You're asking for death!" it shrieked angrily, and the heads of the vengeful spirits beside it were all sent flying like wild horses, pouncing and biting at Gong Tinglan.

It then revealed its true form, resembling a dried corpse, but it grew wildly to a height of ten feet. Its fingernails were jet black and sharp like daggers, gleaming with a sinister cold light. Inside its eye sockets were two rapidly spinning balls of scarlet blood light.

But it happens to have Lang Jiuchuan's face.

Impact caused abnormal rupture.

Gong Tinglan couldn't bear to look. His pure Yang energy surged, scorching the heads that were biting him, causing them to emit wisps of green smoke and disappear with miserable howls.

But this exertion further depleted his vital energy, turning his face pale and bluish. Only his eyes remained as firm and sharp as a hawk's.

The Corpse Demon exuded a fierce aura. It was an evil spirit nurtured by countless vengeful spirits and extremely yin earth veins. It could transform into human form and develop consciousness, which was enough to prove its powerful strength.

Now that the oppressive aura has been unleashed, the resentment brought by the vengeful spirit instantly seeped into Gong Tinglan's pores like icy silk.

Gong Tinglan's expression darkened, and he pursed his lips. Just as he was about to unleash his Yuan Yang to counterattack, he suddenly saw the water ripples in the air swaying, as if they were distorting. He was overjoyed.

Help is coming!

As Lang Jiuchuan burst forth from the void, the Emperor Bell in her hand trembled, producing a deep, resonant chime. Like countless Buddhist seals dispersing in mid-air, it severed the vengeful spirit's aura attacking Gong Tinglan, and even diverted a portion to strike the true White Bone Demon. Sensing the threat, the Corpse Demon stared intently at Lang Jiuchuan with bloodshot, scarlet eyes blazing with hatred and rage. It roared incoherently, "It was you who dug up my grave and destroyed my sacred site! You deserve to die!"

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes burned a little. Holding the Emperor Bell with two fingers, he said, "Although I'm not a stunning beauty, I'm not bad-looking. But my face on yours is so ugly that even I'm disgusted. It's so irritating to the eye, let's just destroy it..."

Before she could finish speaking, with a thought, the Daoist energy landed on the Emperor Bell, emitting a buzzing sound. The mysterious runes on the bell seemed to come alive, transforming into lightning blades that attacked its head and face.

If I can't stand it, I'll gouge out my own 'face'!
Gong Tinglan: "..."

She's truly decisive; she can be so ruthless even to her own face.

Now, the Emperor Bell, having undergone repeated tempering and tribulations with Lang Jiuchuan, has become even more powerful and awe-inspiring. Having fought alongside her many times, they have developed a tacit understanding and have become one with her. The spirit of the Emperor Bell naturally knows whatever she is thinking. Its lightning blades are sharp and righteous, and its lightning is as fast as lightning, leaving the corpse demon nowhere to hide.

Its face was an illusion, but when the lightning struck, it truly felt as if it had been torn to pieces, its skin destroyed, and its soul wracked with pain.

This woman is indeed difficult to deal with!
The Corpse Demon changed her face again, and it perfectly matched her bone structure. She had a pair of alluring fox eyes, a scarlet little mouth, and an oval face. She was also a beauty.

Torn to pieces by the lightning blade, she let out a malicious roar, carrying with her overwhelming resentment, transforming into a vengeful spirit that blotted out the sky, raising its claws to strike down at Lang Jiuchuan's head.

"Be careful, her power is growing stronger every day." With help now, Gong Tinglan quickly swallowed a Rejuvenation Pill and used the hidden Yang energy in her essence to expel the corpse poison from her body. Seeing the Yin Yuan raise its claws, she couldn't help but warn it sharply.

Lang Jiuchuan had already sensed that this was a monster even more terrifying than the white bone demon in the corpse pit. Her figure suddenly flashed, and as the claws were about to fall, she used the technique of teleportation to rush in front of the corpse demon. Holding a Five Thunder Talisman in her palm, she blasted it towards the corpse demon along with the lightning power in her body.

Boom.

The ground shook.

The corpse demon let out a shrill howl, as if a million vengeful spirits were wailing in agony.

Lang Jiuchuan turned his head and saw the deathly miasma fall to the ground, hissing and sizzling as it corroded a blade of grass into smoke.

The attack, fueled by rage, was indeed incredibly powerful.

This corpse demon had already become a formidable force. The more people she harmed, the stronger the resentment of death she absorbed became, and the more it became her power.

"You fiend, you must not be allowed to live!" Lang Jiuchuan straightened his expression, formed hand seals, and once again summoned the Emperor Bell: "Thunder transforms into a snake, swiftly!"

A bolt of purple-gold lightning from the bell transformed into an electric snake, coiling around the corpse demon. The crackling lightning power was fierce and ruthless, continuously destroying and devouring its deathly aura.

Gong Tinglan had recovered some of her strength by this time. She leaped up and said, "I'll lend you a hand. Star Chains, bind."

He struck his chest hard, spraying a mouthful of pure primordial yang blood into the sun, moon, and star chart, causing it to shine brightly. Countless brilliant and holy starlight shot out from the star chart, condensing into chains made of starlight power, which wrapped around the corpse demon's limbs and head.

(End of this chapter)