Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

On the platform, Cui Ming watched the points of light surging in from all directions.

The points of light converged into thin streams, all flowing towards the location of the Onmyoji leader's corpse.

The black substance on the corpse seemed to be stimulated, its wriggling speed suddenly increased, greedily absorbing every speck of light.

"The Yellow Springs Formation is still in operation."

Anonymous said.

Cui Ming silently watched everything unfold before him.

Although Ryūjū Kōji is dead, the great formation itself is still faithfully carrying out its last command.

That is to draw upon the spiritual essence of the soul and replenish it into the vortex.

At this moment, the soul energy of those Quanxing souls who self-destructed due to pain became the best nourishment for the vortex.

The absorption rate of black substances is getting faster and faster.

Cui Ming could sense that inside that black shell, the humanoid outline, which was only 70% complete, was being perfected at an astonishing speed.

Bones, meridians, flesh, skin...

Layer upon layer of tissue rapidly took shape under the infusion of soul energy.

"The body sculpted by this great formation seems to be nearing completion."

Wuming looked at these points of pure soul light and said with some regret.

"That is the rebirth vessel that Koji prepared for himself."

Cui Ming's gaze narrowed slightly.

"Now that Koji is dead, his body was still shaped by the great formation by some twist of fate."

Wuming looked at Cui Ming.

Should we stop it?

Cui Ming did not answer immediately.

He stared at the body within the black mass, sensing the aura emanating from it.

Pure, powerful, and possessing extremely high potential.

It was formed from the essence of hundreds of otherworldly souls, the culmination of Koji's life's work.

Koji is dead.

This body is now ownerless.

Chapter 240 A Dilemma Between Life and Death

At the original location of the vortex, a body enveloped in black matter was being lifted up by the Yellow Springs Array and suspended in the air.

The wisps of soul light were still being mobilized by the Yellow Springs Array, filling this body.

Cui Ming watched this scene with great interest.

"Don't rush, let it finish."

Wuming had no objection, but simply retrieved the twelve flying swords and hung them beside him to protect him.

After being devoured, the flying sword's blade became even more profound, with a shifting light of dark blue and crimson, growing increasingly fierce.

The absorption rate of the black substance reached its peak.

More and more points of light surged from the mountaintop and the foot of the mountain, and the last batch of Quanxing's dead souls also self-destructed in agony, all their soul energy converging here.

The black substance expanded to a diameter of about ten feet, and complex patterns appeared on its surface.

The patterns were exactly the same as those of the Yellow Springs Grand Array, but even more intricate.

Cui Ming stared at the patterns, quickly analyzing them in his mind.

This is the culmination of Koji's decades of research, the final product of the Yellow Springs Array, a body with extremely high potential.

This is how Koji Ryūjō survived for over 130 years.

If such methods fell into the hands of certain powerful figures, the world would likely be transformed.

But no matter what, the value of this body is immeasurable.

time flies.

About fifteen minutes later, the last batch of light spots were absorbed by the black matter.

The expanding substance begins to contract, slowly condensing inward.

The surface texture became increasingly bright, eventually reaching a dazzling level of brightness.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the black substance exploded into countless fragments.

The fragments turned into black mist in the air and quickly dissipated.

A naked body lay quietly in the same spot.

He was a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties. He had a handsome face and resembled Koji's original appearance somewhat, but was more muscular and powerful.

Her skin was fair and delicate, her muscles were smooth and powerful, and every inch of her body was perfectly proportioned.

His chest rose and fell slightly, clearly indicating that he possessed full life functions.

Cui Ming stepped forward, squatted down, and examined the area.

The body temperature is normal, the heartbeat is strong, and there is a faint flow of some kind of energy in the meridians.

That was not ordinary Qi, but innate Qi transformed from the essence of hundreds of souls through the refinement of the Yellow Springs Grand Array.

This energy is pure and powerful, far surpassing the decades of arduous cultivation of ordinary supernatural beings.

"The potential is indeed very high."

Cui Ming muttered to himself.

"If Koji had successfully possessed someone, his strength would probably have increased several times over. What a pity..."

If Koji Ryūjō were allowed to continue living such a precarious existence, the future would be unimaginable.

He reached out and touched the space between the eyebrows of the body, letting the power of the pill seep in, carefully examining whether there were any remaining consciousness or backup plans in the body.

A moment later, Cui Ming withdrew his hand, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

There was no trace of the soul.

It's just an empty shell, a perfect container.

Before Koji could even use it, his soul was devoured by the nameless one.

"Nameless, what do you think of this body?"

Cui Ming asked.

The nameless man stared silently at the body for a moment before speaking.

"Stronger than most of the bodies that I've seen that have been painstakingly honed by other superhumans."

"This formation is indeed ingenious, but it still can't compare to your art of mechanical puppets."

Cui Ming laughed.

"That's for sure. However... this thing might have some wonderful uses. Besides, the Yellow Springs Grand Array still has room for development."

He took out the food pouch and put his body into it.

The Devouring Pouch trembled slightly, clearly indicating that accommodating this body had consumed a considerable amount of space. But it eventually managed to take it in.

The crimson patterns on the platform finally faded completely after losing all energy supply.

Those patterns began to weather and crumble, turning into stone dust and dissipating.

The Yellow Springs Formation, an evil formation that consumed the life's work of the Onmyoji leader.

After devouring countless lives, it finally ended in this way.

Cui Ming stood up and looked towards the mountaintop.

The sounds of battle from the direction of Sanyi Gate have ceased, and Zuo Ruotong's pure white Qi light is slowly receding.

Cui Ming also used a communication device to inquire about the situation at the foot of the mountain from Zhang Xuan and others.

After the Yellow Springs Formation failed, most of the souls of the Quanxing Sect could not withstand the pain and shattered into points of light and disappeared.

Thanks to their excellent teamwork, the Divine Machine Alliance suffered only minor injuries and no significant losses.

They are currently clearing the battlefield, repairing equipment, and collecting combat data.

"ended."

Cui Ming felt a little unsatisfied, after all, it was indeed rare to find someone like Guizi Longju Koji who brought a pot, a fire, and meat.

Wuming nodded to the side, and the twelve flying swords returned to the mechanism on his back.

The twenty-four short swords that were flying in the air also transformed back into folding fans and landed in Cui Ming's hands.

He beckoned to the nameless man and they walked together toward the mountain path.

After taking only a few steps, Cui Ming suddenly stopped and looked back at the center of the platform.

Where the vortex once stood, now only a pool of black ash remains.

"By the way, how much of Ryūjū Kōji's abilities have you absorbed?"

Cui Ming asked.

Wuming closed his eyes slightly, then opened them a moment later.

"There's a lot. His insights into formations, the complete structure of the Yellow Springs Formation, and... the secrets of the island nation's supernatural world."

Cui Ming nodded.

"Good, we'll sort it out slowly when we get back. Keep the useful ones and throw away the useless ones."

The two walked up the mountain path.