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Chapter 177 Woman: That fairy... is she a demon cultivator?!

Qingxu Temple.

Then the screen on the main mirror went dark again with a series of "pops!" "pops!" "pops!"

Xuan Yuan Daoist's face, which was already filled with worry, was now so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip water.

It failed...it failed again...

And in such a short period of time, ten disciples were lost in succession?!

wrong.

He then looked in the direction of the undercover disciples' life tablets, which were still intact.

Does this mean that they just had problems with the sub-mirrors one after another?
A bunch of trash!
He slowly closed his eyes, the chill in his heart even more intense than the coldness of the secluded mountain chamber.

What kind of den of dragons and tigers is this Guixi Sect?
Is its intelligence really so airtight?
First, Su Ling'er disappeared without a trace, and then Wang Xiedi's [Heart-Connecting Fruit] sent back a bunch of nonsense.

Now, this third batch of disciples, on whom he had placed such high hopes, has almost all been lost so quickly?!
Is it possible that Guixi Sect truly offers no opportunity for exploitation?
The resentment and anxiety in Xuan Yuan Dao Ren's heart gnawed at his reason.

The day when the Heavenly Furnace Sect will come to collect the tithe again is drawing ever closer.

It is still impossible to determine what value this emerging sect holds.

If... if this time, we still gain nothing...

He suddenly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.

Then the only option is to cut our losses and stop obsessing over the Guixi Sect, and instead, while we still have time, find another way.

Xuan Yuan Daoist stared intently at the only remaining point of light that had not yet extinguished.
Dong Changsheng... don't let your teacher down...

……

On the stage, the light and shadow faded.

That tragedy, steeped in blood and tears, finally came to an end in silence.

However, the real terror has only just begun.

"Ho...ho..."

Accompanied by the sound of bones grinding together, the dark figure representing Shen Gang slowly rose from the ground.

Its empty eye sockets turned to the "corpse" beside it that represented Shen Jiaye, and then it raised the sharp axe in its hand.

"Pfft!"

With a swift stroke of the axe, blood splattered in an instant.

The "Shen Jia Ye" was instantly chopped into several pieces.

Strangely, the shattered shadows did not disappear. Instead, they seemed to have a life of their own, wriggling and coalescing, and within a few breaths, they reformed into a complete human form.

Then, "Shen Gang" raised the axe again.

"Pfft!"

minced.

Squirming.

polymerization.

Chop it up again.

This small stage seemed to have become an endless cycle of hell.

As this eerie scene unfolded, the army of vengeful spirits beneath the stage began to move.

Hundreds of cursed creatures roared and howled as they charged in from all directions!

"Ho...ho...ho..."

"Meow--!"

May good fortune and prosperity reach all corners of the world!

Su Ling'er was speechless. What the hell was this background music?!

Senior brothers, what are you guys doing?! This is totally ruining the atmosphere!!!
However, this absurd sense of celebration actually helped her suppress her fear and become more composed.

"Form the formation!" Su Ling'er made a decisive decision and shouted.

The low-level talismans she had previously set up were instantly activated, and beams of spiritual light shone, forming a simple defensive array around her, Wang Xiedi, and the mother and child.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The first few black cats, Ju-on, charged forward and crashed into the light barrier, instantly being thrown back, their bodies billowing with black smoke.

The magic circle is effective!
However, Wang Xie was horrified to discover that several ghost children were also blocked outside the magic circle, but those more human-shaped ordinary curses, with hissing green smoke emanating from their bodies, were able to forcefully penetrate the light barrier despite being seriously injured!

Without a second thought, he shielded the mother and child behind him and charged forward with his wooden sword in hand.

Su Ling'er, on the other hand, faces even greater pressure.

She was facing several female ghosts who were even stronger than ordinary cursed spirits. The residual spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies seemed to have been transformed from people who were Qi cultivators in their previous lives!

"court death!"

Su Ling'er's eyes sharpened, and her Foundation Establishment stage cultivation erupted in full force.

The gray-black aura on the beginner's wooden sword in her hand flared up intensely!
The sword light, carrying a chilling, ghostly aura, slashed through the scene before them.

With a few shrill screams, the female ghosts were instantly annihilated by her fierce sword strikes!

The numbers are large, and although it's difficult, for now... we can still hold them off!
Just then, a terrifying pressure far exceeding any previous Ju-on aura emanated from the direction of the stage!

A chanting sound, seemingly coming from the deepest hell, rang in everyone's ears.

On the stage, the shadow puppets that had previously performed the shadow play of the high monk slowly walked down!
Leading the group was an old monk named Zhou Yuan, dressed in a tattered robe. His face was withered, his eyes were sunken, and he held a string of prayer beads made of pale finger bones in his hand.

This overwhelming pressure!

It's the Foundation Establishment stage!

Moreover, it's the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment!

Su Ling'er's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The old monk, Zhou Yuan, ignored everyone else. His empty gaze was fixed on Su Ling'er, seemingly attracted by the evil aura emanating from her.

"Evil... spirit..."

He uttered two hoarse syllables, then raised his hand, and a black swastika Buddhist seal formed from resentment suddenly took shape, pressing down on Su Ling'er with eerie Buddhist power.

"clang--!"

The sword clashed with the Buddhist seal, unleashing a piercing clang!

Su Ling'er felt an immense force emanating from the sword, which made her hands go numb and caused her to uncontrollably stagger backward several steps.

The old monk, having successfully landed a blow with his curse, did not stop, unleashing one Buddhist mudra after another from his hand.

Several other weaker monks also joined the attack, and countless ordinary monks seized the opportunity to rush towards her.

"Senior sister!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiedi immediately wanted to rush over to share the burden.

"Don't come any closer!" Su Ling'er shouted sharply, "Don't come here to your death!"

Seeing so many curses taking advantage of the situation, Su Ling'er gritted her teeth and quickly activated the "Sword Refining Technique".

In an instant, the gray-black flames suddenly surged back, instantly engulfing her entire body!

Pain engulfed every inch of her flesh and blood, but the Supreme Purification and Soul-Stabilizing Technique firmly preserved a sliver of her clarity.

Meanwhile, the "True Explanation of the Return to Origin of All Things" was also circulating wildly within her body, alleviating the pain caused by her physical body being forged, tempered, and enchanted by ghost energy, death energy, and corpse energy.

"Come again!"

Su Ling'er's eyes were bloodshot, and with a sweep of her arm, the ordinary curses that rushed up were all decapitated!
Then, she suddenly grabbed one of the heads of the cursed monks and clenched her fingers tightly!
"boom--!"

She crushed the head with her bare hands, splattering black blood everywhere!

His body was emanating black energy, his eyes were bloodshot, and the image of his head being crushed was reflected in the pupils of the mother and son behind him and Wang Xiedi.

Behind them, the mother and child were completely terrified, and the child burst into tears.

The woman turned to Wang Xiedi and asked:
"Immortal Master...that...that fairy...is she a demon cultivator?!"

(End of this chapter)