Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 525 Despair
The cries were plaintive and heart-wrenching.

It drifted out from the empty shrine and echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

Xuan Ya and the others looked towards the mourning hall.

On the table, in the bronze mirror, Li Wushou's image was reflected.

From a distance, it looks like a portrait.

The oil lamps beside the offerings were quietly lit, like everlasting lamps.

Under the table, two paper figures, their expressions turning sorrowful, struggled to lift the red coffin lid.

The cries that echoed across the battlefield came from the mourning deity kneeling before the red coffin.

Li Wushou had attended many weddings and funerals when he followed the old beggar to beg for food, so he was quite knowledgeable. But he had never seen anyone cry so sincerely and deeply for a great benefactor.

What's more, it's himself who's the one being cried over.

This gave Li Wushou a strange feeling.

Looking at the great power of filial piety, it's as if they were one's own filial sons and virtuous grandsons.

The opponent's magic was indeed strange. The bronze mirror acted like a true spirit altar for the Porcelain Venerable, as if it could lock onto the true spirit of the person being reflected.

Li Wushou was quite curious about this powerful method of mourning clothes, and just now he couldn't help but cooperate with the other party.

He also wanted to see how the other party would act after his image was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Just then, a "click" sound came from inside the mourning hall.

The two lifelike paper figures finally lifted the lid of the red coffin, revealing a pitch-black interior, like an abyss.

The moment Li Wushou gazed into the distance, he suddenly felt something.

It was as if countless hands had appeared in the void around him, trying to drag him into nothingness.

The next moment, the powerful figure in mourning clothes quickly bowed three times to the red coffin.

Then, she stopped crying, and with a sob in her voice, looked up and called out:
"When a person dies, they are placed in a coffin!"

Li Wushou was still attacking the physical bodies, primordial spirits, and even the golden core clones of the other five people when he paused for a moment.

Those arms I sensed were already upon me.

Li Wushou's mind stirred, but he did not resist. Then, he felt his body move and all three of his bodies disappeared from the spot at the same time.

When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black all around.

A "crack" sound came from above. Through his special vision, Li Wushou could see clearly that his three bodies had been strangely dragged into the red coffin in an instant.

Despite his mournful expression, the great man in mourning clothes had a hint of joy in his eyes.

He raised his head and shouted again:

"The verdict is final!"

Two paper figures carried the coffin lid and closed it tightly.

But the man in mourning clothes slowly rose, came to the altar table, and picked up the oil lamp.

He took a deep breath, and the great power of mourning swelled his chest, but his flesh and blood withered instantly, and even his white hair became emaciated.

This breath seemed to drain all his energy and spirit!

The man in mourning clothes gazed at the oil lamp and murmured:

"When a person dies, the light goes out!"

Then the breath that had been building up in his chest suddenly blew towards the oil lamp.

The great being in mourning clothes looked on with anticipation, for once the eternal lamp lit by the other's lifespan was extinguished, the ferocious Second Master of the Three Immortals Mountain would be truly dead.

Not only can one's own essence and spirit return, but one can also absorb all of the opponent's essence and advance even further.

Given their formidable resources, they are probably no less powerful than the Holy Domain before us.

So, the Second Master of the Three Immortal Mountains was the one who brought me my destiny?

The great joy of wearing mourning clothes is overwhelming!

Just as he was lost in thought, he noticed that the oil lamp flame in his hand, though flickering, showed no sign of going out no matter how much he blew on it.

How is that possible?
His own red coffin contained the remains of a Venerable One, capable of suppressing everyone below the Venerable One's level.

Having fallen victim to his own magic and been imprisoned in the red coffin, he could barely move. How could he possibly fail to extinguish the oil lamp with all his energy and spirit?
Seeing that he had already breathed halfway through his chest, but the oil lamp was still burning, the Mourning God became somewhat anxious.

Just then, the oil lamp suddenly went out.

The man in mourning clothes was overjoyed and looked up at the bronze mirror.

The image in the bronze mirror also disappeared, which meant that the other party was completely dead or alive!
The man in mourning clothes looked arrogant and turned to look at the woodcutter and the others.

The powerful figure in black robes closest to him stood frozen in place.

Despite imprisoning the three bodies of the Second Master of the Three Immortals Mountain, it seems that the other party still suffered from the other party's methods.

Even now, the powerful figure in black robes was still somewhat preoccupied with other matters.

It seems there's something wrong with the other side's black and white banners.

On the other side, the man in the blood robe clutched his forehead, still shaken. His blood sea had been nearly half devoured by his golden core clone, leaving him severely weakened. Had it not been for the intervention of the powerful figure in mourning clothes, his blood sea would likely have been ruined.

Luo Qing, looking pained, recalled the petal of the Azure Lotus Ancestor.

The petals only trapped Li Wushou for a moment before being shattered by his physical body.

The roars of beasts continued around Daoist Longyuan, but the sounds gradually diminished.

The physical wounds were too severe, so Daoist Longyuan had to sacrifice a beast to repair his body.

Even if his physical body is repaired later, the beast body that was sacrificed will need to be refined again, otherwise his Myriad Beast Body will be greatly diminished, and he will have suffered a huge loss this time.

Of course, it wasn't just them; even the woodcutter, whose Daoist aura was unparalleled, was constantly dispelling and devouring the golden spiritual Daoist aura on his chest.

His chest slopes diagonally from his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen.

A horizontal axe wound across his body nearly cleaved him in two.

He had chopped firewood for decades, but after attaining enlightenment, he mostly chopped people instead. This was the first time he had almost been chopped up as firewood himself.

He was not afraid, but he was amazed.

The Second Master of the Three Immortals Mountain is truly terrifying to the point of despair.

Fortunately, the powerful figure dressed in mourning clothes used some strange methods, which caused the other party to suffer from them. But could he really kill him?
The five men were filled with conflicting thoughts, and each of them was in a sorry state.

The sight of people in mourning clothes was a delightful surprise.

He killed the man whom even the combined efforts of five people could not defeat.

He couldn't wait to bask in the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd.

Looking around, the great being in mourning clothes was about to announce the death of Li Wushou.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from behind.

Turning his head, he saw that the man in mourning clothes was standing there in astonishment.

The lid of the red coffin made from the Venerable One's remains was suddenly lifted, and two paper figures were pressed into the void by the lid.

In a flash of light, the Second Master of the Three Immortals Mountain, whom he had locked in the red coffin, stood perfectly fine in front of him.

Unlike before, he had imprisoned three bodies before, but now he only has one!
Her appearance was also slightly different; her black hair had turned white, the five elements flowed through her hair, and her eyes contained the sun and moon. She stood there quietly, her clothes neat and clean, without a trace of dust.

Like a banished immortal!
The other person was looking at him with a smile!

Luo Qing, who was the least injured, looked at Li Wushou, who had suddenly appeared, and cursed inwardly, "Useless!"

But for some reason, the more he looked at Li Wushou, the more terrified he felt.

Seeing that the powerful figure who was wailing was still in a daze, Luo Qing suddenly shouted:

"Aren't you going to refund me?!"

His reaction was undeniably quick, but he was still a step too slow.

Li Wushou's eyes suddenly turned pitch black, and the powerful figure in mourning clothes who met his gaze froze on the spot.

Li Wushou took a step forward, and his two fingers pierced directly through the other's brow.

With a flick of his sleeve, the opponent's corpse was absorbed into his divine aperture.

The light and shadow of the mourning hall behind him flickered, transforming into an exquisite mourning hall that landed in his palm. This mourning hall was actually the other party's Dharma realm.

He glanced at it, then withdrew it back into his divine aperture.

Li Wushou mysteriously disappeared from the spot. With his three bodies united, Li Wushou's application of the Daoist principles of the void was approaching that of a Venerable.

When he reappeared, he was already beside Luo Qing.

The five elements of Daoist energy flowed from his fingertips, suppressing Luo Qing.

No matter how much Luo Qing struggled, he could not break free from the suppression of Li Wushou's three bodies united as one.

Li Wushou pointed a finger at the other person's heart.

The petals of the Azure Lotus Ancestor on the opponent's chest shattered instantly.

With a "bang," Luo Qing's heart shattered, and the lotus heart realm between his eyebrows dimmed. Li Wushou reached out and grabbed it, throwing it into his divine aperture.

But in the next instant, just like before, Luo Qing was resurrected again.

However, this time, because the Dharma Realm was detained by Li Wushou, Luo Qing was unusually weak.

A glint flashed in Li Wushou's eyes as he threw the other into the Dharma Realm. This method of resurrection seemed pretty good.
After killing two people, the six-man alliance collapsed instantly.

Li Wushou, now in a state of three-in-one unity, displayed an unparalleled power that crushed everyone else.

A smile played on his lips as his gaze swept over the crowd.

Li Wushou was like a falcon soaring through the sky, quietly selecting its prey.

The woodcutter, Longyuan, Xuanya, and the others were all terrified.

Even desperate!

(End of this chapter)