I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 104: The Victory of the Witch
Gangsha is the primordial essence of heaven and earth.

If a cultivator can refine the Qi and Sha, he will possess immense power with every move, which is something that even a Xuan Guang cultivator cannot contend with.

Therefore, Jiang Haiyue immediately considered retreating.

"Junior brother, run!"

He shouted and took out a talisman from his sleeve, which he activated, and a bolt of Yin lightning struck down.

The power of this Gui Water Yin Thunder was far greater than that of Jiang Haiyue himself, so the ice dragon-like white mist had to take action to resist it.

A wisp of white energy swirled in the air, instantly covering the entire mountain with frost. From within, a tall, thin Taoist priest appeared. With a wave of his sleeve, a beam of light shot out, colliding with the Yin Lightning of the Gui Water.

In an instant, a loud roar resounded, echoing endlessly through the mountain valley.

Seeing that the talisman had worked, Jiang Haiyue immediately rode his escape light and flew up into the clouds.

Ying Chan was no slow-witted person; he had already unleashed the Taiyao True Fire and soared into the sky.

The two raced side by side into the distance, quickly becoming a blur in an instant.

But the tall, thin Taoist priest only sneered, "You disturbed my cultivation and you think you can just leave?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already gathered white energy and shot into the sky, and in a short while, he had already approached the two of them again.

"not good."

Jiang Haiyue made a quick decision: "Junior brother, let's each go our own way and escape."

“If this person comes after me, Junior Brother, go to Butterfly Spring Mountain and return to our sect for help.”

Ying Chan frowned slightly, knowing that this was not the time to hesitate, and immediately turned his direction and parted ways with Jiang Haiyue.

"Oh?"

Upon seeing this, the tall, thin Zuo Dao behind him flashed a fierce glint in his eyes: "Can you escape?"

He wasn't in a hurry to choose someone to chase after, but instead reached into his pocket and took out a straw doll that had been tied up.

"Hey."

The tall, thin, left-handed man grinned menacingly, bit his finger without hesitation, and smeared the straw figure with blood. He then made a hand seal and shouted, "Stop it!"

Ahead, Ying Chan felt a chill run through his body, as if some sinister thing was clinging to him.

He had a bad feeling and quickly activated all the Taiyao True Fire in his magic aperture to protect his body inside and out. Only then did he finally feel a sense of relief.

"Hmm?" The tall, thin, unorthodox Taoist was surprised to see this: "This kid's cultivation is shallow, and I have already seized his energy. How could he possibly resist my spell?"

His gaze shifted, and he saw that Jiang Haiyue's escape light had almost reached the horizon. His expression darkened.

"Now that you've taken Grandpa's grappling hook, how can you possibly escape?"

Without further hesitation, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence into the straw figure.

The straw figure was already covered in blood, and after being drenched in this essence blood, it looked even more sinister.

After spitting out his essence blood, the unorthodox man used his magic to support the straw figure, bowed in mid-air, muttered an incantation, and shouted, "Aren't you tired of this yet?"

This time, things didn't go as he expected.

As soon as the spell was cast, the firelight in front of him dissipated, and he fell straight down into the mountain.

Seeing this, Zuo Dao let out a shrill laugh, threw the straw figure away, and then gathered white energy and fled into the sky, chasing after Jiang Haiyue.

……

In that instant when the unorthodox spell was cast.

Ying Chan felt a jolt at the back of his head, as if he had been hit hard with a hammer. His mind went blank for a while before he regained consciousness.

But at this moment, he found himself swallowed by darkness, unable to see, hear, taste, or feel his own body.

"This is……"

Ying Chan was no longer the novice cultivator who had just emerged from the mortal world. He remained calm and, after a moment's thought, made a guess about his situation: "The art of cursing?" However, he had heard that the art of cursing could not only strip away consciousness but also plunge people into a terrifying state of no thought, no feeling, and no emotion.

Ying Chan, however, was still able to change his mind.

"Is it because my soul is stable? Or is it because I am protected by the Taiyao True Fire?"

Ying Chan quickly banished his distracting thoughts and pondered, "Since I still have thoughts and ideas, it's possible to escape. What should I do...?"

After much thought, he concluded that the only solution was to use his magical power; if he could do so, he could overcome his predicament.

But in this predicament of being cursed, is it still possible to mobilize magical power?

The spiritual power of a cultivator is hidden within their inner world.

The inner world is not located in any part of the human body; it exists only between the real and the unreal, and can only be perceived by the spiritual thoughts of a cultivator.

His senses were stripped away, and he could not feel the existence of his body, but his thoughts remained, so he might be able to sense the inner world.

It might be much more difficult than usual, but Ying Chan had no doubt that he could do it.

He cleared his mind and began to try to find extreme stillness.

It must be said that for cultivators who can completely control their bodies, this predicament of being without consciousness or feeling is truly terrifying.

Fortunately, since he began his spiritual practice, he has often encountered obstacles, but he has been able to easily maintain his mental stability in this situation.

However, after a long time, Ying Chan finally noticed that a glimmer of light was shining out from the darkness, and it instantly illuminated all directions.

The inner world has finally reappeared before our eyes!
Ying Chan couldn't wait to start mobilizing his magical power, but he found that the power was extremely sluggish and that even with all his strength, he could not achieve even a fraction of his usual results.

Is it because I'm still under the influence of curses?

Ying Chan pondered, "Or perhaps, my divine sense has actually been suppressed to a great extent?"

But no matter what, he could not give up easily.

Ying Chan gathered all his energy and tried to control the flow of his magical power. Unexpectedly, once he moved, he felt his magical power surging like a rushing river, which was very difficult to control.

Since he began his cultivation, he has been able to control his magical power at will. How could he have ever had such a feeling?
But Ying Chan also knew that this was precisely the hurdle he had to overcome.

His mind raced, and he activated the "Myriad Laws and Profound Images Treasure Scroll," using it to control his magical power and begin refining it!
Condensation, condensation, condensation, there is condensation and naturally there is refining, the key to all is contained in the "Myriad Laws and Profound Phenomena Treasure Record".

In the past, Ying Chan could circulate his magical power at will without needing to 'refine' it, so he rarely needed to 'refine' it.

Fortunately, he was not so complacent as to completely ignore the method of refining. He had pondered the key points and was able to put them into practice immediately.

Moreover, perhaps it is because Ying Chan has not tried 'refining' much that he has such unlimited potential for growth.

Therefore, when he tried it, he made rapid progress.

"Binding dragons and tigers with willpower, suppressing raging waves, drawing in the Milky Way, and pouring it back into the Jade Capital..."

"As the millet grains gradually form, their luster naturally arises."

"Stop them!"

Even if the rivers are raging, they can still be contained by the canal!

With a thought, Ying Chan actually gathered all his magical power.

"good."

Ying Chan suppressed his joy and immediately began to circulate his magical power to connect with the outer world.

In an instant, the radiant and dazzling spiritual energy of heaven and earth reappeared in his perception.

Ying Chan tried to absorb spiritual energy, and his magical power flowed between the inner and outer worlds, as if he had broken through some kind of shackle.

Immediately afterwards, light reappeared before their eyes.

Azure sky, green pine branches and leaves, gentle breeze, earthy scent and green grass, everything as it was before.

(End of this chapter)