The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 132 Found you
Taibai looked back and suddenly a thin crimson line appeared on his throat, as if he had been beheaded!
"Cough...cough..."

Before the arrogant swordsman could even lash out, he suddenly felt dizzy, his figure swaying as he could only manage to prop his sword up with his hand before collapsing weakly to his knees.

"Your head is about to fall off, what else do you want to say?"

Yinghuo stared down at the black-haired man expressionlessly, a hint of disappointment creeping into her words.

"His entire being cultivates only a single sword energy; while that is certainly enough for killing, the path of a sword immortal..."

These hesitant words nearly made the Taibai Sword Master's vision go black.

Such unspoken words are more hurtful than harsh words!
But the next moment, the woman rolled up her sleeves, pointed with her delicate hand, and immediately froze Taibai's head.

The immortal light condensed into a seven-inch silver needle, with the immortal light as the head and the Dharma intent as the thread, like threading a needle, and forcibly sewed his head back on!
At the Yin Spirit Realm, it's merely a matter of losing a head or an arm; there's no fatal wound involved.

In this unorthodox sect of immortals in Baqiu, the "Sword Lord Lu Chibai" of the sword immortal lineage seems rather like a joke.

The Five Immortal Sects are skilled in magical combat, the Three Overseas Sects possess supernatural powers to protect the Dao, and each lineage in the Heavenly Capital has a mature system.

Only this proud sword immortal, sensing the approaching curse, actually sacrificed himself with three hundred and sixty-five sword bones. He truly believed that his sword bones were unyielding and intended to use his head to withstand the attack.

See... this is what happens!

Yinghuo merely scoffed at Taibai and didn't criticize him further.

As for Mars, it is the leader of the five celestial bodies and five planets. At least until the next candidate for "Venus" appears, it is not a problem to tolerate it for a while.

Moreover, among the various celestial bodies, the interests and disadvantages are ultimately aligned!

The next moment, she summoned the Feathered Sky Umbrella, hooked her slender fingers on the curve of the umbrella handle, and leaped into the sky with a light touch of her toes.

This Feathered Umbrella is a supreme treasure of the Feathered Dao that was destroyed by the Northern Kingdom's "Great Zhou". Its eighteen petals are each forged from an "Immortal Feather", making it an ancient treasure with eleven reinforcing restrictions.

As soon as the Feathered Immortal Umbrella appeared, it bloomed like a jade flower a hundred feet above the void, and at the same time, eighteen rays of Feathered Immortal Light shone down from between its petals.

As soon as the celestial light appeared, the prefectural governor, who was watching them from afar, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The Prefect of Guihua Prefecture was a dignified man, wearing a fish-patterned embroidered bag, a bright red official robe, and a handsome middle-aged appearance. He had a slightly upturned mustache and a fierce and ruthless look between his brows.

"You two have gone a bit too far!"

The prefect narrowed his eyes, and before the celestial light could fall, he tossed the official seal of the governor, which was hanging in the embroidered pouch at his waist, upwards.

In an instant, a phantom image of an imperial seal, obscuring the night, appeared in the even higher heavens. Square and a thousand feet in diameter, it stood like Mount Tai pressing down, fixing the ten miles of void in place, making even gods and ghosts tremble.

The four seals took on a strange appearance, with a black tortoise raising its head and flowing cloud patterns adorning it. They fell from the sky, suppressing the void, and were actually intended to directly suppress the woman holding the umbrella as well.

Although the two evil spirits are intimidating enough, this is Guihua Mansion in Jiangnan Province!

The people of the capital city numbered 80,000 households. They lived in houses built like a "city," with four arched walls forming a "square." This was a rule unique to humankind.

The governor threw out his seal, which, as he wished, transformed into a cage that imprisoned the entire city, allowing the jade seal to fall and collide violently with the eighteen beams of celestial light.

Rumble…

The Prefect of Guihua, standing to the side, shouted and pointed a finger at the center of his forehead. Instantly, a noble aura arose from his crown chakra, with nine golden swords of the sun hanging in the sky above and nine jade ruyi scepters of the moon standing firmly in the void below. These treasures of the sun and moon, governing yin and yang and encompassing the six directions, all struck towards the head that "Taibai" had just reattached.

Nine blazing sun swords transformed into dazzling sword beams, circling around "Taibai's" throat and rampaging wildly. Nine jade ruyi scepters of the moon also floated in the air, their rhythmic movements like the rise and fall of zither strings, striking his head one by one.

Such behavior is hardly commendable!
But which of the prefectural and state officials present hadn't experienced all sorts of situations? They didn't find anything wrong with it.

Even if the Yin spirit is strong, once the head is removed, let's see if the Yin spirit of the Taizhi can still be stable.

"..."

In his shock and anger, Taibai drew his sword, and the sword light, powerful enough to pierce the sky, rose again, transforming into the Chang Geng sword beam. It moved like a snake striking the tongue and was as fast as lightning. In a single exchange, it clashed dozens of times with the Sun and Moon Treasures Crimson Glazed Sword and Jade of the Purple Mansion Commander. The sound was like clear bells colliding, continuous and unbroken.

The next moment, Elder Yin made his move!

All the governors and prefectural magistrates were officials from the scholar-official class of the South. They would be replaced every half-yearly minor evaluation and every full-yearly final evaluation. Only the deputy governors of prefectures and states were always appointed by the powerful and influential families of their respective prefectures.

The "Biejia" (别驾) was a special vehicle used for ceremonies involving offering sacrifices to Heaven, and held a position of extreme power and prestige.

The old prefect of Guihua Prefecture had an extremely gloomy expression. As a local official, he would not tolerate outsiders arbitrarily slaughtering the local people.

He was also Guilang-Liqing's guide, and when the situation changed in the east of the capital, he felt a sense of unease.

The old prefect frowned, pointed a finger, and immediately a talisman appeared in the void. The five peaks and four mountains formed the root of the talisman, and cloud patterns and bird seal script formed the head of the talisman. Once the three cinnabar talismans appeared, they were fixed in the void. The rootless method still borrowed the power of heaven. As soon as the cinnabar talisman was ignited, violent thunder and fire raged all over the sky.

Lightning, blazing sun, fire...

"Gah!!"

Taibai stiffly raised his head, which had been barely stitched up. He combined the two swords into one and threw the five-foot golden sword into the air. There were not many fancy moves. The Yin Shen Zhenren's sword throwing was only an unstoppable sharpness and magical intent.

In the next instant, all the Crimson Glazed Swords, the Jade Ruyi, and the Thunderfire Elixir Talisman were shattered by the Yin God's sword.

The chillingly sharp sword intent cleaved down, carving out a deep ravine stretching ten miles from the edge of the town to the outskirts.

When Yin Biejia and the Prefect of Guihua were struck by the sword, they were immediately frightened and forced back. Although they each had their own techniques for self-defense and escape, they were still unable to avoid being torn apart by the overflowing sword energy, and they all stumbled backward.

"Well..."

Taibai still wanted to move, but the nearly decapitated heads really hindered his actions. The lingering resentment within them was entangled in his Yin spirit, and the incredibly eerie curse seemed to have been lingering in the shadows from beginning to end, preventing him from splitting his sword light any longer.

Under normal circumstances, he only needed to use one more sword strike to send this old man, who had used such underhanded tactics, to his death...

The 'Taibai' was injured and was still slowly recovering, so it had no time to hunt down those high-ranking officials of the Purple Mansion.

Above the heavens, the massive Xuan Turtle Seal, thousands of feet in size, had already begun its clash with the Feathered Immortal Umbrella.

This seal was made in the capital city of Jinling. It was cast from precious materials and used to create a magical artifact. Any official in the country who has been appointed to a high-ranking position can wear this seal to suppress injustices in all directions.

Such a heavy protective artifact, arriving late but arriving first, swiftly imprinted itself on the top of Yinghuo's Feathered Immortal Umbrella, fiercely shattering eighteen rays of Feathered Immortal Light.

Just as it was about to go further and collide with the Feather Umbrella, it was suddenly shaken, as if it had touched the Five Sacred Mountains, and could not go any further.

"Oh? It possesses both killing power and protective immortal light, so much so that even a precious seal cannot break through it?"

This precious umbrella, radiating pure energy, possesses such power?
The prefect's expression was somewhat grave. The red-robed official raised his sleeve, took out a tiger tally from it, and slammed it down. Immediately, a violent storm arose.

As the saying goes, the tiger sits in the central hall.

The winged tiger transformed from the tiger tally, with its hundred-foot-tall divine body, was almost as if cast by divine thunder. The moment it landed, it shook the entire Osmanthus Mansion three times.

This fierce tiger, before it had even landed properly, leaped into the sky. Its tiger-like wings spread out like two sharpened thunder blades, with lightning crackling between its claws and teeth. It crashed into the Feathered Umbrella, causing a thunderous explosion to be heard for miles around the capital.

Tiger Soul Sprouts with Wings, Like Divine Weapons; Wind and Thunder Rage, Shattering Heaven and Earth!

This collision immediately caused the sky to shatter like a broken mirror, creating gaps in the void.

"..."

Yinghuo narrowed her eyes and held her palm horizontally in front of her. Behind her, the celestial light of transformation had somehow transformed into a pair of white feathers resembling those of a swan or crane. These celestial wings gently closed with her movements.

It actually blocked that terrifying attack!
Before anyone could see the celestial figure of Xuanji appearing beneath the Feathered Umbrella, the Tiger Lord pounced down, shaking its head and baring its claws and teeth, roaring thunderously and gathering dazzling wind and thunder. Wherever it passed, thunder roared and exploded, causing even more destruction than "Taibai".

Wind and thunder chased after a flying tiger, with fairy feathers fluttering behind Yinghuo. Sometimes they circled around the umbrella, sometimes they transformed into two feather blades, and sometimes they were as soft as white silk. The fairy feathers swayed and the silk stockings touched the air, truly like a "cat-teasing picture"!
After the two games had been going on for a long time, Yinghuo suddenly frowned, remembering the important matter. He raised his hand and actually put away the Feathered Immortal Umbrella.

The celestial umbrella, when closed, resembled both a feathered staff and a feathered sword in her hand.

The Xuan Turtle Heaven-Turning Seal above her head fell down, just for her to hold the umbrella, and it truly seemed as if the tip of the umbrella had lifted up a precious seal comparable to Mount Tai.

Suddenly, a strange light appeared in the woman's eyes. Instantly, two pupils appeared in her bright eyes and converged, giving rise to the intertwining of the laws of the Great Dao, until the pair of cold white double pupils were revealed.

In the void, an incredible secret power seemed to fall, and the Xuan Turtle Seal Dharma Image was shattered in an instant. The Tiger Lord, who was chasing her head and tail, was cut in half the next moment when their gazes met.

With her umbrella in the sky, Yinghuo struck the Xuan Turtle Seal in the void and looked down.

"No need to be nervous, we're just passing by!"

"Leave now."

Those cold, silver double pupils glanced at everyone in the arena, and immediately the ethereal woman raised her right hand, grabbing the "Taibai Jun" who was sparring with her with one hand. She touched the void with her toes, creating a faint ripple, and then opened her fairy umbrella and drifted away.

The art of double pupils is known to all.

This is a supernatural power that is said to have been possessed by ancient sages. Under the double pupils, the principles of myriad paths are interwoven, and it is also possible to see through and utilize the rules of Yin and Yang!
"Who exactly is this person?"

"She is definitely not an ordinary Yin spirit Taoist; she possesses the great supernatural power of ascension and the technique of double pupils..."

The Prefect of the Capital raised his hand to retrieve his Xuan Turtle Prefectural Seal, and as he gazed at the Tiger Soul Spirit, whose body had been reborn from the ashes and whose flying lightning had continued, a sense of heaviness finally settled in his heart.

Both of these are renowned supernatural powers from ancient history.

The woman, in the midst of the battle, moved with the grace of a startled swan, effortlessly wielding heavy objects, barely damaging a single blade of grass or tree in the mansion.

This level of cultivation is rare even among the most accomplished immortals!
Five high-ranking officials gathered in the mansion, their brows furrowed with deep gloom. Such figures, they had never heard of them before. And so, under the cover of night.

With her fingers swirling with celestial light, she lifted Venus and headed east. At this moment, her celestial wings had faded, her precious fan had been retracted, and she held a feathered staff in her palm.

She did not want to incur unnecessary grudges with the Southern Kingdom of Tiandu.

Taibai was arrogant and unruly. He struck the governor of the capital with his sword, resulting in the deaths of several people. The whole neighborhood was shaken, and he was also cursed with a killing spell. In this way, the cause and effect can be considered to have been resolved.

As for Ketu...

Things never go as planned. Before Yinghuo could figure out what to do between the two, he simply walked on the waves in the void. After quickening his pace, he covered dozens of miles in just a few steps.

"Well..."

Under the celestial light, Taibai's face was full of anger, as if he had many grievances to vent. How could someone as proud as him have passed through such a dangerous situation, to the point that he has become a prisoner in Yinghuo's palm today?

Besides, what does he know about Mars?
Taibai struggled for a long time, but seeing that Yinghuo was just staring at him blankly with no expression, he became even more furious.

The sword energy surged forth, directly piercing through the protective celestial light of Yinghuo, forcefully striking the neck bone with Geng metal sword energy, its hoarse sound like metal rubbing against metal:

"Yinghuo was not poisoned by those few corrupt officials."

This was also the first time that "Taibai" had witnessed Yinghuo's attack. Gazing at the terrifying double pupils that had not yet disappeared, even his tone became much clearer.

He turned his head away, unwilling to meet Yinghuo's gaze any longer.

Suddenly, a sense of déjà vu arose in the Yin spirit of Taibai. He squinted at a certain spot, immediately threw his sword, and cleaved a thatched hut and a grass temple in the countryside in two.

Like a gentle breeze, Venus and Mars landed before these dilapidated ruins.

The central hall of that thatched temple was empty and covered in dust.

However, in one corner, there was a pool of dark red blood, which was almost congealed.

However, a torn piece of blood-red human skin paper lay in the pool of blood. On the paper was a talismanic image of a decapitated person, with a red background and black patterns, resembling the appearance of a deity, just like the "Taibai" Lord.

Even Yinghuo was somewhat surprised at this moment.

Blood curse, talismanic blood paper—is this a spellbook technique? The person who cast the curse actually delivered this near-fatal blow right under the noses of these Yin spirits?
Taibai lifted his foot and stepped into the thatched hut with an expressionless face. The lingering aura around him could only belong to "Jidu".
And those pagoda-shaped books in the pool of blood, with such a clear system of Taoist practices, besides this person, is there another person in the Southern Kingdom who cultivates this path?
"Don't touch it!" Yinghuo frowned slightly and suddenly spoke up to stop her.

"Behind Ketu lies the Six Heavens Underworld, where the ghosts of the Netherworld have cast their favor. You'd better not touch anything related to him, especially anything close to your body."

The six-day ghosts and gods were the absolute protagonists of the previous era.

When ancestral temples and spirits arose, ancestral spirits were worshipped on par with the heavens. The Six Heavenly Spirits were synonymous with the netherworld, and even the gods of mountains, rivers, earth, and stars were ranked after them.

Countless supernatural powers, witchcraft, rituals, talismans, and ceremonies all originated from the Great Dao of the Ghosts that connects the Yin and Yang worlds.

The way of ghosts is itself a product of the way of humanity and the way of heaven!
Even the relics that survived from the old era in the Netherworld possess the terror to kill a True Yin God. Even a Great True Person who is half-born as a Yang God has forbidden areas that they cannot set foot in!
Otherwise, You Tian would have been thoroughly explored long ago.

"Humph!"

Taibai raised an eyebrow, snorted coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, destroyed the entire thatched hut.

That kid isn't here.

But under the watchful eye of the Yin God, where could he possibly escape to?

He can't escape!

Taibai frowned and stared intently, but in a moment, he transformed into a hundred-foot-long sword light that soared into the sky!

When the high-ranking officials of the prefecture arrived, they saw the sword light rise again and head back into the capital.

This back and forth, three times in and three times out? How could he possibly endure it any longer?

The prefect's face hardened, and he slapped the tiger tally down, then flipped over and stepped on the tiger's head, chasing after it with the wind and thunder, leaving only three or five Purple Mansion Daoists and the ethereal female deity staring at each other in bewilderment...

At this moment, in Guihua Prefecture.

The ruins of the former Cui family residence!

This is a family that has been in power and influence for two hundred years.

Legend has it that the Cui family were a noble family who fled from the north. They held the key position of Marquis of Zhenbei in the previous dynasty's court and repeatedly served as the vanguard in the wars in the north until the entire family was wiped out... The scholars of the south, grateful for the merits of the Cui family, did not allow local noble families to touch this residence. They renovated the site without damaging its original structure and built an ancestral hall...

With a single, cold sword strike, Taibai destroyed the gate of the Cui residence and stepped inside.

What should have been a desolate and empty courtyard was now decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Every three steps a large red lantern hung, and every five steps a cluster of blood peonies was planted. The corners of the corridors and alleys were covered with paper-cut "囍" characters, and the hanging flower archways made the mansion appear even more secluded and mysterious.

This is no longer Guihua Mansion, and it's not even the present world anymore!
Taibai Jun immediately recognized that this was a "law domain".

The pervasive Yin energy condensed into black frost on the green tiles and withered trees of the palace garden, and in the tightly closed rooms, it seemed as if there were shadowy figures moving about.

Sudden.

boom!Boom!

It was as if two heads had fallen from the incense table in the room, rolling all the way down the floor until they finally crashed into the door at the end of the room, at which point the eerie rolling sound abruptly stopped.

However, the pungent, suffocating stench of blood had already filled the air.

"The Ghost Realm... oh!"

Taibai's throat bone had been shattered with a single cut, and his mutterings at this moment sounded more like they were being squeezed out from between the bones, making the sound even more unpleasant than that of the human-faced owl on Mount Youtianqi.

Sensing only unusual activity deep within the Netherworld, he didn't hesitate at all, picked up his sword, and rushed inside.

He kicked the hanging corridor and flower gate away with one foot. Taibai never played any game of gradual progress. He drew his Heaven-Splitting Sword Intent and tore the pretentious ghost apart with a single sword strike.

With just one sword strike from the Yin God, where would there be any more bridal chambers and secluded mansions?
Only the dense, writhing vengeful ghosts descended from the dark sky, their thick, malevolent blood dripping down, sending chills down one's spine. The blood ghost limbs, each one seemingly trying to crawl out of the pool of blood, were even more terrifying!
"Hey, found you, you little devil!"

A hissing sound, like iron rubbing together, rang out. Taibai's voice was cold and sharp, but surprisingly, he showed no anger.

With a raised hand, he cleaved through layers of eerie light with his sword, striking directly at the deepest part of that ghostly realm!

The terrifying ghosts, rampant blood demons, and wandering souls that were separated by endless distances were all torn apart by this sword.

The Yin spirit is the most revered of the True Person.

His sword strike tore through two layers of ghost realms, making the Blood Ghost Domain and the Netherworld Domain completely merge. As a result, he was able to get close to the aloof Taoist in the innermost Netherworld Domain.

What kind of person was he? The person we see in the world is nothing more than aloof, contradictory, and fickle.

But here, the Ghostly Gentleman is the real Ghostly Gentleman.

The seven-foot-tall young man, dressed in a lotus-shaped robe, had a gentle face typical of men from Jiangnan, yet it also added a touch of melancholy to his appearance.

He was dressed in brocade robes and held a pair of ghost scissors, with one foot already retreating into the deep vortex.

His head was covered with endless, ferocious hair that blotted out the sky, and evil blood dripped continuously from the ends of the hair!
Beneath the deep expanse above Li Qing's head, there was a vengeful ghost, a vengeful ghost that was almost a god of the underworld.

The false appearance blinded Taibai's senses, but he could tell that it was an extremely terrifying evil spirit.

Beside her stood a ghost maid from the Purple Palace, holding a blood-red human skin book in her palm, her face pale as she looked at the newcomer.

Linglong Chang, being a newly ascended tyrant, had never witnessed such a scene before. The fact that she didn't buckle in the knees was quite an achievement.

But the book she held in her arms, made of human skin, was actually a talisman in the shape of Taibai Jun.

"You're here!"

Li Qing's eyelids twitched slightly, showing no embarrassment at being caught by the person in question. She simply greeted them expressionlessly, and without pausing, she retreated straight into the deep vortex.

Linglong, who was standing to the side, was still stunned when Li Qing grabbed her with his left arm and lifted her up along with the entire ghost. She was facing Taibai and slowly sank into the Youtian vortex.

"Doesn't Lord Taibai want to weigh this humble Daoist?"

"Come, let's meet in the Netherworld!"

The words, which sounded like a provocation, fell softly. Moreover, Linglong Chang even instructed Li Qing to deliberately shake her right hand, which was still outside the vortex, holding the "Taibai" human skin book.

It's like saying, "If you don't come, I'll keep going..."

"Humph."

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Taibai had been slashed by him, so upon meeting him again, he had to return the favor with a sword.

If the sword strike in front of the workshop was merely a casual test, this sword strike was a powerful strike that gathered the vital energy of the lungs from his chest!
The golden aura swirled and illuminated the dark and ghostly realm. Taibai pointed out with his sword, without any fancy moves. The five-foot golden sword suddenly grew into a thousand-foot sword beam. First, it multiplied into a hundred, and then the hundred swords merged into one. In the blink of an eye, the thousand-foot sword beam directly pierced into the vortex of the Netherworld.

He actually intends to cross the two realms and kill Li Qing?
(End of this chapter)