The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 594 Severing the Locks and Taking the Bones, Cutting Off His Thoughts

Heavenly fire and falling rocks, divine punishment upon Tantai.

The shocking sound spread throughout Longtang Town and reached other places, growing ever more distant. This divine punishment was recorded in later historical records as the first year of Jian'an, when a sudden change occurred at the imperial mausoleum and heavenly fire descended.

Meanwhile, deep within the imperial mausoleum, the chaos caused by the heavenly fire is becoming increasingly severe. The outer array has been violently destroyed by Lang Jiuchuan with the heavenly fire. She has also invoked the power of the Nine Netherworld Laws, which, together with the previously buried skull stones, has caused the black evil energy to spread rapidly, polluting the dynasty's fortune. Some of it has been covered up, while some has quietly dissipated.

The great formation was still collapsing, and the fire was raging with the wind and rain. It was surrounded by a barrier, preventing it from going to the outer forests and isolating the shouts of the guards from the noise of the firefighting efforts. They could not break through the barrier to put out the fire.

"Heavenly punishment! It's heavenly punishment! The royal family has angered the heavens, hence this punishment!" A guard knelt on the ground, staring at the raging flames, and screamed.

A guard kicked him away, looking worriedly at the fire at the imperial tomb. They couldn't put out the fire, as if they were being blocked by something. Was it really divine punishment?

Is it because of the corpse plague, the actions of the royal family are disheartening, or is it because the royal tomb contains something that should not exist?
Regardless, suspicion and this fire became the perfect cover for Lang Jiuchuan.

Taking advantage of the chaos, she pierced through layers of tomb passages and mechanisms, not forgetting to drop one or two enhanced Five Thunder Talismans to violently destroy the array and mechanisms, even as countless dangers approached her in the process.

Lang Jiuchuan was racing against time; she had to retrieve the skeleton before the old monster arrived.

The journey was fraught with danger. Lang Jiuchuan was like a female general who had killed countless enemies. Her black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead and cheeks. She made her way to the core of the imperial mausoleum - the Jitian Palace.

The palace doors, crafted from fine stone, were tightly shut.

Lang Jiuchuan stood in front, looking at the carved images on the palace gate. It was an altar array, with lifelike and vivid figures and objects carved on it.

She stared intently, feeling a little dizzy, as if she were about to be dragged into the altar. Just as her consciousness was about to be pulled away and Fengya was about to interrupt, Lang Jiuchuan suddenly opened his eyes, touched the ground with his toes, climbed up the palace door, formed a hand seal, and condensed a powerful Daoist aura at his fingertips. He used his spiritual power to push the arrangement of the Tai Chi Bagua array at the top.

Click click click.

The mechanism activated, and the heavy, intricately carved stone door slowly opened inward.

Fengya: "How did you find out?"

Lang Jiuchuan pursed his lips: "He taught me when I was little."

When the old ghost taught her Taoist magic, formations, and talismans, he did indeed show his true skills and cultivated her with great care. But was his true intention to cultivate a powerful enough magical artifact for his own use, or did he want to see just how much talent and potential the person he had personally trained really had?

Lang Jiuchuan entered the Wuji Palace. Although her memory was hazy, it wasn't entirely gone. Upon seeing the scene inside, her pupils constricted, her heart trembled, and a piercing pain spread throughout her body, causing her to bend slightly over.

Above the dome of the hall, there was a huge star chart, with luminous pearls inlaid as stars. A formation was used to draw down faint starlight, forming a life force that stretched straight down.

Below, a golden river formed entirely of pure dragon vein energy meanders through the hall. In the center of this dragon vein river stands a massive altar made of dark, mysterious stones.

With the brilliance of stars and the energy of dragon veins, it endlessly gives birth to new life.

Lang Jiuchuan's body trembled slightly. His gaze fell on the altar, and his feet seemed to be held back by something, unable to take another step forward. He just stared at that 'person'.

Can they still be called human?
No, it was just a stark white skeleton. Though devoid of flesh and blood, it remained in a seated posture. Its bone age was young; some of its bones hadn't even fully fused, yet the skeleton was exceptionally translucent, faintly radiating a pure and unyielding Daoist aura. A delicate fragrance emanated from the skeleton. Lang Jiuchuan's nose tingled, and tears welled in her eyes.

This was her past life.

I've found you, little girl.

She was impaled by six Netherworld Soul-Locking Chains, each engraved with intricate curse runes, piercing her limbs, head, and sternum. The other end of the chains was deeply embedded in the dragon vein, from which the energy of the veins climbed and, together with the golden energy surrounding the altar, converged upon her, transforming into pure energy that flowed into a hidden spot at the base of the altar beneath her.

Her remains were refined into a converter to change her luck and evade divine punishment, constantly squeezing and extracting from her without end.

He gets to enjoy the spoils, while she suffers the pain—what a cunning scheme!

A raging fire instantly ignited in Lang Jiuchuan's eyes, but she forcibly suppressed it. This was not the time for sorrow; impotent rage would only waste time.

She acted decisively, using her powerful inner energy to protect herself. With the talisman brush in hand, she infused it with Daoist energy, transforming it into a divine blade. With a light touch of her toes, she pounced directly onto the altar, her blade striking with lightning speed.

Breaking the formation gently to escape the predicament? Impossible. She would break it with a violent approach. Even if she couldn't achieve anything, she would make this Reincarnation Devouring Fortune Formation lose its wondrous function.

Pi La.

The Netherworld energy and immense restrictive power of the Soul-Locking Chains immediately attacked her, but were suppressed by the overwhelming divine might emanating from the Divine Blade. With a clang, one of the chains was severed.

She wanted to sever the shackles binding the skeleton, just as she had severed the shackles of willpower from the shrine statue in Pancheng.

One, two, three...

As the last chain fell, Lang Jiuchuan's entire soul completely relaxed, free from any suppression or restraint. A sudden enlightenment surged into her. So that's how it is. Even after her Nirvana, when her soul and body became one, and she became the new Lang Jiuchuan, she still felt as if there was a gap in her soul that hadn't been filled. As a result, when she comprehended Master Luo Le's Buddhist teachings, she always felt that something was missing.

It turned out that she couldn't break free from these skeletal shackles, so subconsciously, she was always haunted by this regret.

Now that the shackles have been broken, she is completely free and has no regrets.

"I'll take you away." Lang Jiuchuan pulled a large piece of silk from his bundle, rolled up the skeleton, sealed it with a magic spell, and tossed it into a corner of the altar.

Old Master Huang waited there trembling, almost melted by the laws and restrictions within the hall. Now that the skeleton had fallen, he didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the bundle, left the Jitian Hall, entered the rat path, and disappeared without a trace.

Lang Jiuchuan felt relieved. Even though the remains were scattered in pieces, she was unwilling to stay in this sinful place.

Endless life?

He deserves it too!
Watch me ruin this life and sever this thought!
At that moment, Tantai Wuji felt the restriction suppressing Lang Jiuchuan's remains break. He felt a sharp pain in his mind, his eyes turned ferocious, and his figure darted across the Yin Road like lightning. The ghosts he bumped into were all torn to pieces.

Hurry up, hurry up!

　This chapter went really smoothly, probably because I had already planned it out when I started writing. Now that I've finally gotten to it, I'm super excited, hee hee~
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