The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 597 Seizing the Source of Fortune, Facing Setbacks at Every Turn

The Lang family must be buried with them!
Upon hearing Tantai Wuji's words, Fengya paused slightly and subconsciously looked at Lang Jiuchuan.

These words, though seemingly spoken to him, were actually a threat to Lang Jiuchuan that he would take action against the Lang family.
Lang Jiuchuan once again summoned the talisman brush. Even though her spiritual power was already difficult to sustain, she still poured her power into it and launched it at him without hesitation.

She hated being threatened, and knew that if she compromised, Tantai Wuji would continue to use the Lang family to control and pressure her, and in the end, she would be the one who would be constrained.

Then there's Princess Tantai. She was possessed, and perhaps she guessed some of his thoughts from what he said, so she deliberately slowed him down to buy herself time, which is why she and Fengya were able to get to this point so smoothly.

Ah Yue, she's not stupid!

Only in this way could she be possessed by this old ghost, because he sensed her intentions and, due to the old age of the Imperial Preceptor, simply took possession of her body in anger.

He rushed over before he had fully integrated with the body he had possessed, and then suffered a series of blows. In that case, why not take advantage of his mental chaos, his setbacks, and the incompatibility between his physical body and soul to capture him in one fell swoop?

As for the Lang family, she has made full preparations. If there is any failure, then it is fate.

Lang Jiuchuan's actions already represented her choice. Fengya held nothing back, while Tantai Wuji was prepared. With a gloomy face, he quickly formed hand seals, turning the imperial aura within the imperial mausoleum into a protective barrier.

boom!
Even with the protective barrier, he was still blasted away by that force, his soul was injured again, and he vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

His eyes flashed coldly. In a two-on-one situation, the odds were against him and he was unlikely to gain anything. However, he had to reclaim his physical body. It was his true form, the hope he had been planning for a thousand years, and the foundation of his existence. If it was taken away now, his foundation would be completely destroyed.

If a mere alien soul can unleash such power, then if it were me, with my soul and body united, the power would be immense. Why would I have to worry about not achieving the Great Dao?

He switched to another complex spell, and as his fingertips danced, dark thunder and fire, imbued with the yin energy of the earth, sprang into existence, transforming into countless ferocious ghost heads that howled and lunged at the two of them.

"You really are academically corrupt. I suppose that's why you were expelled from the Zhengyi sect for your impure intentions." Lang Jiuchuan was exhausted, but he still didn't forget to provoke Tantai Wuji.

Tantai Wuji was indeed furious: "You wretched child, shut up!"

He shouted fiercely, muttered to himself, his robes fluttering, and a bone-chilling wind swept in from the entire imperial mausoleum, a fierce and malevolent killing intent swirling towards Lang Jiuchuan.

"A mere trick." Fengya stood in front of Lang Jiuchuan, and with the power of the Nine Netherworlds, he devoured all the ghost heads and the yin wind.

Tantai Wuji's expression changed drastically. He didn't bother asking who he was. He quickly uttered a mantra, which transformed into a golden talisman and flew towards Fengya. Since he possessed the aura of the underworld and hadn't attracted his attention when he seized his body, then he must be some kind of sinister ghost.

Fengya used his luck to evade again: "The luck within this body is indeed very useful."

Tantai Wuji was furious: "!"

He watched as the golden aura vanished, his heart aching so badly it almost bled. He glared hatefully at the disciple behind Fengya who had repeatedly ruined his plans, and roared, "You wicked disciple, one day I will tear your soul apart and refine your spirit, so that you will never be reincarnated!"

Fengya's face darkened. With a flick of his wrist, he channeled the dragon vein essence and countless energies remaining in his body into his divine soul, instantly causing the skin of his physical body to lose its luster.

Seize destiny and devour the source.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tantai Wuji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he roared with even greater shock, anger, and disbelief than before: "My physical body! You monster, how dare you!"

He had schemed for a thousand years, meticulously planning every move. He even went so far as to possess a descendant's body to prolong his life and nourish his soul, all for the sake of the opportune moment when his soul and body would unite and allow him to ascend to the supreme Dao. But he never expected that his two junior disciples, whom he considered mere ants and pawns, would join forces to set him up. In particular, Lang Jiuchuan, right before his eyes, conspired with ghosts to forcibly seize the physical body and fortune that he had painstakingly nurtured.

This frustration and anger at being used as a stepping stone for others drove him far more insane than the betrayal by Princess Tantai.

"I will fight you to the death!" Tantai Wuji went completely mad, his energy surging violently as he recklessly lunged towards Fengya.

"Be careful, he still has a trump card!" Lang Jiuchuan, already severely injured, looked at the terrifying aura surrounding Tantai Wuji with sharp eyes and a solemn expression.

Tantai Wuji's cunning is as deep as the abyss; he has been scheming for a thousand years. She doesn't believe he has made no progress and has no trump cards up his sleeve; he must have a backup plan.

If we don't keep him here today, there will be countless troubles and he will surely retaliate.

Lang Jiuchuan's face was calm, but his eyes were full of cold killing intent. He gripped the bone bell at his waist tightly and absorbed all the spiritual energy transmitted by the water spirit into his body. Even if it was just a little bit, it was better than nothing. Every little bit of blood he could recover was a little bit.

Fengya was not overconfident. Although he entered this physical body, his divine soul essence did not enter completely. Instead, a little bit of it remained in the void realm. Moreover, he was suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth of this small world and could not fully control this physical body. Naturally, his power would not reach its peak.

Fortunately, the same applies to Tantai Wuji. He is a woman, and no matter how talented Princess Tantai is, she is no match for Lang Jiuchuan. This physical body also makes it difficult for Tantai Wuji to fully utilize his abilities.

Fifty against fifty, it's a battle of who's more ruthless.

One was determined to reclaim his physical body, while the other was determined to keep his opponent here; neither held back.

While making hand seals, Tantai Wuji drew out a wisp of essence blood from between his eyebrows and hurriedly recited incantations. In a moment, the violent energy aura surging from his body transformed into a golden light, illuminating the entire Jitian Palace. A thick, tangible Xuanhuang earth energy rose up, transforming into a dragon shape and biting towards Fengya.

Even if it means destroying the original body, I will not allow anyone else to touch it!
Fengya's eyes were deep and dark. He combined the Netherworld Qi and golden fortune to form a pure black lotus, which landed inside the dragon shape with its gaping maw. The lotus bloomed with a bang and then dissipated.

Click click click.

The already riddled-with-holes Jitian Palace began to collapse and fall due to the attack from the two.

The group's expressions changed, but Fengya ignored everything and rushed towards Tantai Wuji, disregarding the dissipation of their fortune.

"Taiji Qiankun, divine power is vast, settle!" Lang Jiuchuan appeared behind Tantai Wuji at some point, and shot out a soul-hooking chain from his talisman brush, piercing through his flesh and trying to pull out his soul.

This wretched creature still had power left. Tantai Wuji was terrified and felt an immense crisis. Without thinking, he used his trump card to save his life: "With my blood, I offer my soul, I sacrifice the fate of the nation, I use my qi to form a shield, invulnerable to all laws, by decree!"

He frantically formed hand seals, burning his physical essence and blood, and spat out a jet of blood. A golden array flashed and disappeared into the void.

Immediately afterwards, not only the collapsing Jitian Palace, but the entire imperial mausoleum was also shaking violently. The clan fortune and national fortune accumulated by the Tantai clan for thousands of years, as well as the dragon vein energy, were all frantically converging towards this side and surging into his body. Protected by this dragon energy, Lang Jiuchuan was unable to forcibly pull his soul out.

Tantai Wuji's aura suddenly surged, but his body was covered in bloody marks, as if he was about to explode at any moment. He roared, "Earth veins as prison, imprisoning all directions!"

boom!
　The more I write, the worse I feel. I desperately want to revise and even kill the story instantly, but I don't dare, afraid you'll just say, "That's it?" and criticize me for rushing to finish. Yeah, that's a weary laugh!

　　(End of this chapter)