Banshee Family Training Record

His magical powers are almost depleted.

Chapter 359 The Team's Hope

Just then, the silk threads on the walls on both sides suddenly became bright, and a blood-red hand suddenly stretched out, grabbing the fat Taoist's head with one hand and his rattle drum and bell with the other. The action was even more furious and urgent than before, as if it wanted to tear him to pieces on the spot!

At this moment, the fat man could no longer hold back and suddenly turned around and lunged backward: "Chang Sheng, save me—!"

He called out to Yun Chu'an, but the latter was powerless to save him. Beside him, Zhu Yunqing suddenly raised her hand, sending out a thread that bound the fat man's body, and pulled him sharply backward—

So after being punched by Bloodhand, this guy fell to the ground covered in bruises and swollen face, his life hanging by a thread.

Yun Chu'an opened his storage bag, took out a healing pill, and fed it to him. The latter swallowed it in large gulps, mumbled a "thank you" indistinctly, and then mumbled, "Not good enough, my cultivation is still too shallow, not enough to last until the end of the passage."

After saying that, he added, "Even if I go there myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you with me."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, a sense of despair beginning to surface: "What do we do then?"

The middle-aged male cultivator looked around, frowned, and tentatively said, "Why don't we pull out those blood-red hands, and then launch an attack to destroy them?"

"Or, if we destroy the blood-red threads on the wall, could we destroy this corridor?"

Everyone remained silent, except for the female cultivator who sighed, "Alright, alright, let's try it according to your idea. Go and see if it works."

The middle-aged cultivator strode forward, drew his spiritual weapon longsword from his storage bag, and stepped into the corridor.

Countless bloody hands reached out and struck his body, but he reacted quickly, retreating abruptly and channeling his spiritual power to unleash several sword beams, slashing at those giant hands!

According to his original plan, he should have gracefully dodged all the attacks, then cut off more than a dozen bloody hands with a single sword stroke, perfectly weakening the power of the corridor.

His idea was good, but unfortunately, his own data wasn't sufficient.

So when he leaped backward, he couldn't dodge the bloody hands' attacks, and the sword light only severed one of the bloody hands' wrists. Those huge hands either slapped him across the face or punched him hard in the chest, and in an instant, his sternum collapsed, and ribs pierced his lungs!

"Ahem—!"

He staggered backward, coughing violently several times and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Yun Chu'an stepped forward, placed his hand on his back, and channeled spiritual energy to heal him. Before he could even express his gratitude, the man hurriedly took out a small bottle, poured out some pills, and swallowed them whole.

The female cultivator said, "See? That blood hand has no physical form. Your attack won't have much effect and will only cause you injury."

“And…” she said, pointing to the bright, blood-red threads, one of which was slightly dim: “Look, your attack was effective, but…”

As they spoke, the dim light returned to its original brightness: "Do you think you can outlast it?"

After the middle-aged cultivator finished his meditation, he thanked Yun Chu'an and then gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment: "Are we really going to go back empty-handed like this? Well, not that we are, but Fellow Daoist Li has not gained anything yet."

He seemed to be speaking up for Yun Chu'an, but he actually had his own ulterior motives: he had prepared a lot for this trip to the secret realm, but he hadn't recouped his investment yet.

His complaints, though seemingly useless, drew sidelong glances from the others. While they were quite disdainful of his attitude, they were also hesitant in their hearts.

Yun Chu'an pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and said, "How about I go and try?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up, their expectant and eager gazes all focused on him.

These people shamelessly teamed up with him, running around doing his bidding and taking care of him. What were they after?

Isn't it precisely in the face of such a trap that he was able to display his immense power, leading them through the difficulties and obtaining the real treasure?

Although they were too embarrassed to say it just now, everyone had the same thought in their hearts. Now that he took the initiative to stand up, their eyes were immediately filled with eagerness.

"Good, good, good." The tall cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage looked eager. "Then, it's up to Fellow Daoist Li to do it next."

The female cultivator leading the way rolled her eyes and asked, "Brother Changsheng, what are your plans?"

Hua Caiyan glanced at Yun Chuan, the warning in her eyes clear. The latter's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Fellow Daoist, let's address each other as fellow Daoist from now on."

The female cultivator pursed her lips but didn't say anything more. She just looked disappointed, her eyes filled with sorrow and grief, making her look pitiful.

Yun Chu'an coughed lightly and continued, "Let's get down to business. Well, actually I don't have any particularly perfect solution. It's just that, uh, we have to force our way in."

He nodded and said, "I'll try it with my technique."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. They exchanged glances, all feeling that this approach was rather unreliable.

"Is it possible?" The middle-aged male cultivator couldn't help but speak first. "That fellow Daoist just now, with his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation and his own magic treasure, couldn't even block the attack of those blood-red hands. Fellow Daoist Li, your cultivation method isn't specifically for defense, is it?"

The female cultivator also spoke up, "Yes, yes, why don't we try a different approach? Your golden heavenly lightning can also exorcise evil spirits, right? Why don't you cooperate with that fat fellow Daoist? If you join forces, maybe you can quiet down these blood-red hands?"

She made this suggestion, considering Yun Chuan's safety from his perspective.

Upon hearing this, the fat Taoist priest, who had just stood up and whose injuries had not yet fully healed, hurriedly nodded repeatedly: "I also think so, fellow Taoist. We should join forces and not risk going alone."

Beside him, Zhu Yunqing and Hua Caiyan also didn't understand what he was doing. They just looked at him with worried eyes, hoping he could give an explanation.

However, Yun Chu'an simply shook his head slightly and said, "It's alright, I'm quite confident. Don't worry, if anything happens to me, Fourth Sister will come to my rescue."

He turned to look at Zhu Yunqing, giving her a knowing smile. The latter, though her face was full of worry, looked at him and nodded gently.

The meaning was self-evident: if he were to encounter any misfortune, she would act immediately to rescue him.

Reassured, Yun Chu turned around and strode into the passage ahead.

Before he even reached that point, his cultivation technique began to circulate, and golden lightning emanated from his body, illuminating the narrow passage and leaving a heavy silhouette for those behind him.

Then, he strode into the passageway covered with blood-red threads.

The next moment, an endless, blood-red hand emerged from deep within the wall, raised its palm, and slapped at his body.

Behind them, everyone's hearts were in their throats. Zhu Yunqing was especially worried about her lover and was ready to rescue him at any moment.

Seeing that he didn't seem to have activated any protective magic items, her pupils suddenly contracted slightly: "Wait!"

She instinctively wanted to retaliate, but it was too late. A sinister laugh suddenly echoed from the depths of the blood-red corridor, and those massive hands, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, slammed into Yun Chu'an.

But the next moment, everyone saw that Yun Chu'an's original flesh and blood body suddenly became indestructible. A dull thud as a large hand slammed onto him echoed down the corridor!

The continuous thuds seemed capable of triggering an earthquake deep underground. Yun Chu'an stood motionless in the center of the corridor, while the thunderous aura emanating from his body suddenly became even brighter.

Chapter 360 Armor and Thunder

"what--!"

A shrill scream seemed to come from the depths of the corridor, as if some evil spirit was suffering the torment of purgatory, and the blood-red hands that were slapping at him were all pierced by lightning.

They quickly retreated, but some blood dripped from mid-air, some falling to the ground, and some staining Yun Chu'an's body, turning his clothes blood red. He looked filthy and disgusting, yet exuded a chilling killing intent.

The Bloodhands' first attack was completely ineffective, and they even seemed to be injured by the backlash. Immediately, the crowd behind them erupted in an uproar: "What?"

The only cultivator at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage was filled with disbelief. He had just tried to withstand it head-on and knew better than anyone the value of those blood hands. He knew how powerful they were and that trying to withstand them head-on was simply courting death.

Li Changsheng, a cultivator whose cultivation level was one level lower than his own, was not only able to withstand the attack, but also had the strength to fight back, causing these bloody hands to be injured instead.

How could he...

In an instant, a strong sense of jealousy and resentment rose in the heart of this mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, making his eyes bloodshot as he stared ahead, unable to look away.

Ahead, Yun Chu'an paid no heed to the gazes of those behind him. His indestructible body dissipated, yet he stood rooted to the spot, showing no hurry to move forward: "Hoo..."

He let out a long breath, stood still, and recalled the feeling he had just experienced, as bold ideas inevitably popped into his mind.

Could it be that I don't actually need to rely on the Indestructible Body, but can block the damage from these bloody hands with just the Purple Gold Soft Armor?

As he thought this, he reached out and unconsciously touched the armor on his body.

The Purple-Gold Soft Armor was a gift from this guy after he sent the Wei River Dragon Prince back to the Dragon Palace.

According to him, this was a magical artifact given to him by the Dragon King of the West Sea on his birthday for self-defense and life protection. It was filled with spiritual power and had dragon-patterned talismans with protective and counter-attack effects. Once worn, it would automatically launch a counterattack against the enemy if attacked.

The magical artifacts produced by the Dragon Clan naturally complement lightning magic even more. Coincidentally, Yun Chu'an also practices what is probably the most powerful and sophisticated lightning magic in the world. The combination of the two is mutually reinforcing, instantly multiplying the counterattack effectiveness of the soft armor several times over!

These crimson hands, already restrained by the golden divine lightning, were now even less able to stop it. One by one, they were electrocuted until they were numb, and some even dissipated, turning into bloodstains with a fishy smell, which remained on Yun Chu'an's body forever.

He looked at the bright red blood-red lines on the surrounding walls. Many of the lines that were just now quite bright had become dim, and it was easy to imagine that their power had been greatly reduced.

With a satisfied expression, Yun Chu'an continued forward. Further ahead, the blood-red hand reached out again. After thinking for a moment, Yun Chu'an decided to play it safe and affixed the Vajra Talisman to himself once more before facing the blood-red hand head-on.

A series of dull thuds resounded, like the bare hands of mortals pounding on a rock with all their might. Then lightning appeared, piercing through him, and the outstretched bloody hands exploded one by one, turning into blood flowers that clung to his body and fell to the ground, making a mess and filling the air with the stench of blood.

Deep within the passage, an invisible yet painful groan echoed once more. Although no one was screaming, everyone felt that the blood-red corridor itself was wailing.

"Oh my god..."

The fat Taoist muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief: "If Fellow Daoist Li were to walk back and forth in this corridor a couple of times, he'd probably dismantle this entire mechanism..."

His eyes were filled with envy, his lips trembled, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word: "Sigh, comparing yourself to others is just infuriating!"

Hua Caiyan glanced around and saw the expressions on their faces—some shocked, some envious, and some jealous—and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, wanting to jump up excitedly.

My man is so amazing!

She was thinking this when her gaze fell on the only female cultivator leading the way. Her face immediately fell, and she became annoyed.

Oh no, this vixen will definitely start pestering Chu An and refusing to let go once she sees how outstanding he is.

annoying!

She was inwardly complaining, while ahead, Yun Chu'an calmly and steadily circulated his cultivation technique, moving forward step by step.

Every blood-red hand that reached out was brutally electrocuted and crushed. The entire passage gradually became dark. The once arrogant trap now resembled a dying patient, weak and powerless.

Finally, he walked alone to the end of the corridor, escaping this dangerous space. But instead of continuing forward, he turned around and looked back at the people still on the other side, revealing a smile: "Looks like I made the right bet."

Over here, many cultivators looked at him with complex expressions. The only one, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, stared at him and suddenly let out a long sigh. The jealousy in his heart vanished, leaving only a deep sense of powerlessness.

Enough. I am just an ordinary cultivator. No matter what, I shouldn't compare myself to a peerless genius like him.

This is just asking for trouble.

That's what he thought, and the other two male cultivators shared the same idea. The female cultivator who had led the way, however, was beaming with excitement, waving vigorously at him: "I knew you could do it! You're amazing, Fellow Daoist Changsheng, you're the strongest!"

She didn't hold back her praise, which made Hua Caiyan stare at her frequently. Zhu Yunqing, on the other hand, was completely unaffected by the emotions of these people. She simply gazed at Yun Chuan, her eyes as clear as water, full of love.

Just then, his lover was becoming stronger and more outstanding than he had imagined.

Great.

Across from them, Yun Chu'an waved and smiled, then glanced at the dimly lit silk threads in the blood-red corridor. After a moment's thought, he stepped back into the corridor.

Suddenly, dark red blood hands reached out from the wall again, striking his body. This time, however, the texture of these blood hands appeared looser and more ethereal, and their speed became slower. In the blink of an eye, Yun Chu'an observed these changes and immediately formed his own guess.

Has its power also weakened?

With this thought in mind, he loosened his grip on the Vajra Talisman, allowing the bloody hands to strike him.

Or rather, it struck the purple-gold soft armor on his body.

Immediately, another dull thud struck, and Yun Chu'an felt as if he had been punched hard in the shoulder, back, chest, abdomen, and thigh. Although the force was still enough to easily shatter the giant rock, he could easily withstand it!

Yes, it's blocked enough, so it doesn't hurt too much.

However, never mind, it's better not to force yourself to suffer when there's no suffering to begin with.

With this thought in mind, he continued forward, and as another wave of bloody hands came, his body suddenly became indestructible.

He emerged unscathed once more, while the golden lightning pierced through the bloody hands. Many of his bloody hands vanished as bloodstains, and the crimson threads on the wall grew even dimmer, indicating that their power had been further weakened.

After one or two more rounds, all the blood-soaked mobile phones here might be rendered useless.

Yun Chu'an wasn't in a hurry. He slowly activated the Vajra Talisman every three steps and returned to his original spot unharmed. Looking at the incredulous expressions on everyone's faces, he smiled slightly, turned his head to look back at the entire passage, and said, "After my round trip just now, the power of these blood hands has been weakened a lot. Everyone should be able to withstand it."

As he spoke, he stared at the silk threads on the wall, his gaze slightly unfocused. Although the once bright red silk threads had now become dim, he could clearly see that the yin spiritual energy was gathering and condensing on them, automatically repairing the places he had damaged. It probably wouldn't be long before this thing was almost fully restored.

Chapter 361 The Howling Demon

“The window of opportunity we have is not very long,” Yun Chuan said, giving no time for rebuttal or questions. “I’ll go first, you all follow, remember to be careful and avoid getting hurt.”

After saying that, he stepped forward without further ado, striding ahead and entering the blood-red passage for the third time.

Dark red blood hands reached out from the wall again, but this time their texture was looser and their color more ethereal. This time, Yun Chu'an no longer used the Vajra Talisman, relying solely on his purple-gold soft armor to withstand the attack, and strode forward. In an instant, sparks crackled, causing the surrounding ghosts to scream in agony.

Behind them, everyone was still filled with doubt and uncertainty. At this moment, Zhu Yunqing was the first to step forward and follow Yun Chuan into the passage.

The crimson hands reached out to slap her, but the spider demon chanted a spell, and instantly boundless spiritual power surged around her, forming a thick protective layer. The hands couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes before being repelled, let alone cause her any harm.

She was unharmed and turned to look behind her: "I'm fine. This passage is no longer a threat. Please come in, everyone."

She left with those words, ignoring everyone else, and followed Yun Chu'an. Hua Caiyan followed closely behind, while the female cultivator who had led the way gazed at Yun Chu'an's retreating figure with admiration in her eyes. Gritting her teeth, she quickly caught up, saying, "Wait for me!"

Behind them, the three men looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise, admiration, and disbelief. In the end, they composed themselves and turned to walk towards the passage.

The crimson hands around them reached out again, but they didn't hurt or itch when they hit them. Even without deliberately circulating their cultivation techniques or activating their magic weapons, they could easily block these attacks.

So, the group lined up and passed through the passage that had once been considered extremely dangerous and which no one had been able to cross to this day without any trouble, and arrived at a completely new passage.