A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Blood Ghost and Stone Golem

The Sublime Truth Seven Cultivators and the Yin Yang Devils joined hands to fight against the Moulan Holy Bird, but in just a short while, they were at a disadvantage again.

The two devils were still able to protect themselves from the azure flames as their ghostly cultivation arts were extremely bizarre.

However, the Sublime Truth Seven Cultivators’ magic power had been greatly depleted, and they were finally at their limit.

Of the two old men, one of them had a crimson complexion that flickered with spiritual light, while the other had a face as white as a sheet of paper, and there was a faint white air emanating from his mouth and nose.

It was clear that he had expended too much spiritual power and had even used a secret technique to stimulate his potential.

Han Li frowned and looked at the group of cultivators in front of him. Then, he looked at the woman surnamed Le, who was guarding the ancient lantern in the distance.

Han Li calmly said, “Keep an eye on the Weeping Soul Beast and don’t let anything happen to it. If there is any danger, take it back. I’ll lend you the Weeping Soul Pearl for the time being. I’ll go extinguish the ancient lantern.”

Soon after, he raised his hand and tossed a black-gray bead behind him.

A faint white light flashed and the bead disappeared.

“Yes! Master, be careful. That peacock is quite powerful.” Silvermoon’s worried voice came from behind Han Li.

Han Li nodded with a calm expression. When he saw that there was no one nearby, his body blurred and he disappeared on the spot.

Han Li’s nameless Qi Refinement Technique came from the demon race. Perhaps in terms of concealment, it was far inferior to Silvermoon’s innate movement technique. However, in terms of restraining Qi and breathing, it was not inferior at all.

He circulated the nameless incantation technique to its limit. Not only did he restrain all of the spiritual Qi in his body, but he even forcibly restrained the aura he emitted.

Now, it wasn’t just the woman surnamed Le whom he had to hide from, but also the Moulan Holy Bird with unfathomable cultivation.

In the distance, when the woman surnamed Le saw that the shriveled old man and the others were also being held back by Long Han and the other cultivators, an anxious expression appeared on her face.

Although she was still standing guard by the ancient lantern, she turned to the huge bird on the other side and loudly said something in ancient language with a pleading expression.

The demon bird that was spitting out azure flames faltered upon hearing this.

It then turned its head to look at the battle between the shriveled old man and the others, and a trace of disdain appeared in its eyes.

It immediately turned around and fiercely spat out a few more balls of azure flames, causing the Sublime Truth Seven Cultivators and the others to be flustered. Only then did it suddenly spread its wings and fly high.

The bird circled around in the air before gently shaking its feathers in the old man’s direction.

Large swathes of azure feathers fell from the bird’s body, and in a flash of light, they transformed into azure fire birds that were around a foot long.

The several hundred fire birds didn’t need anyone to command them. After a series of chattering, they spread their wings and flew toward the shriveled old man and the others.

Cultivator Le was greatly relieved to see this.

With the assistance of these spirit birds, the old man should be able to emerge unscathed. Victory was only a matter of time!

Just as the woman’s heart relaxed, a series of thunderous booms erupted from the center of the battlefield.

Cultivator Le was bewildered and hastily looked over.

Han Li, who had just flown out, was carefully approaching the woman surnamed Le. When he heard this, he looked over in surprise.

At the center of the battlefield, another crucial battle was taking place.

On the other side, the Myriad Soul Formation that was being controlled by several tens of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples finally came to a stop. The ghost mist that it had transformed into floated in the air without moving.

Standing in front of the ghost mist was the Void Spirit Beast condensed by several Grand Sages of Moulan, which was the massive stone giant that towered into the sky.

Under Moulan’s command, this puppet-like stone giant defeated the surrounding Heavenly South cultivators. With no other enemies nearby, it naturally blocked the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators hiding in the Myriad Soul Formation.

The loud bang just now was caused by the Moulan spell warriors’ activation of the stone giant, which aimed a palm strike at the ghost mist.

Before the palm could reach them, countless millstone-sized rocks began to roll down from between the fingers.

Even though the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators in the Myriad Soul Formation were confident in the restrictions, they didn’t dare to take the boulders head-on and immediately controlled the ghost mist to dodge.

However, they stopped after shooting over 100 feet away.

Now that the battle with Moulan had reached this point, both spell warriors and cultivators understood that this battle had reached the most crucial point. Thus, the Ghost Spirit Sect elder who was in charge of the Myriad Soul Formation only thought for a moment before deciding to use this formation’s trump card at all costs.

Before the stone giant could give chase again, the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators’ low incantations sounded in the ghost mist. A miserable scream sounded from the mist, and a streak of blood light shot into the sky.

Soon after, as if it was contagious, the sinister black mist suddenly turned as red as blood as the incantation was chanted.

When the two Moulan Sages standing on the stone man’s shoulder saw this, they revealed bewildered expressions.

A short moment later, the incantation came to a sudden stop.

Soon after, the blood mist roiled and several tens of streaks of light of different colors flew out from within as if they were fleeing for their lives.

They were the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators.

This made the two Moulan Sages even more confused.

At this moment, the blood mist abandoned by the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators came to life. It transformed into tentacles of different sizes and began to dance wildly on the spot. In the middle, they rapidly shrank and condensed.

As for the Ghost Spirit Sect Elder that was controlling the Myriad Soul Formation, he flew over 600 feet before coming to a stop.

He looked back at the blood mist with a strange expression and thought to himself, “After absorbing the blood essence of so many spell warriors and using a voluntary cauldron as a blood sacrifice, it shouldn’t fail this time!”

Just as this Ghost Spirit Sect elder was feeling somewhat uneasy, the blood mist had shrunk by more than half and was squirming nonstop.

When the two Moulan spell warriors who were controlling the stone giant saw this, they made up their minds and were about to stomp down on the stone giant.

All of a sudden, a gust of Yin winds appeared on the ground. It was sinister, dark yellow, and bone-piercingly cold, making it almost impossible to see.

The stone giant’s movements couldn’t help but slow down, but it instantly returned to normal.

When the Moulan spell warriors regained their sight and looked over, they were surprised to discover that the blood mist was surrounded by a yellow wind, preventing them from seeing what was happening inside.

However, right at this moment, the yellow wind was forcibly torn apart, following which a blood-red shadow flew out from within.

When the two Moulan Sages saw the shadow’s face, their expressions changed and they sucked in a breath of cold air.

It was a blood-red Evil Blood Ghost over 100 feet tall!

The evil spirit had two curved horns and a ponytail. Its two rows of gleaming fangs were extremely sharp, and its arms, which were as thick as logs, were wrapped in a layer of translucent scales. Its ten fingers were as sharp as knives.

Compared to ordinary cultivators, this malevolent ghost was a colossus, but it was nothing compared to the stone golem that was nearly 300 meters tall.

However, the ghost didn’t show the slightest fear. As soon as it appeared, it raised its head to the sky and let loose a sharp howl before staring at the stone man with a cold glint in its eyes.

It lowered its head slightly and shot out like an arrow, instantly arriving at the stone man’s calf. It stretched out five fingers from its ghost claw and fiercely grabbed at the stone man’s leg.

Large amounts of rubble immediately began to fall.

The two Moulan Sages naturally wouldn’t allow this to continue. Immediately, the stone giant’s two hands clenched into fists and struck down with lightning speed.

The blood ghost was sent flying over 100 feet away, and even half of its head was missing.

However, the ghost flipped over and stood up as if nothing had happened. A crimson light flashed from its broken head, and it returned to normal.

Then, it charged at the stone man again.

The two Moulan Sages controlling the stone golem were both shocked and furious. As they controlled their Void Spirit Beasts to fight, they released their magic treasures to assist in the attack.

They immediately began to fight.

As for the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators who had originally fled, they turned around at this moment and joined the attack on the spell warriors and the stone giant.

Rumbling sounds and crimson light flashed incessantly.

When Cultivator Le saw this, she frowned and silently stared at the scene before her.

As Moulan’s Grand Sage, she was well aware of how powerful the stone golem was. She couldn’t help but be surprised to see that the Heavenly South cultivators were able to resist the stone golem after summoning a ghost.

However, she was not overly worried about this.

As long as the stone golem could hold on for a little longer, the Moulan Holy Bird she had summoned would be able to slay her opponents.

At that time, victory would be decided.

With that in mind, she glanced at the huge bird not far away.

It was as if the demon bird knew that the battle had reached a critical juncture and was finally able to mobilize all of its fire spiritual Qi, turning an area of 300 meters around it into an azure sea of fire.

With a flap of its wings, the bird was able to break through the combined attack of the seven old men and the two devils.

The sea of fire beneath it was instantly split into two, encircling the two groups of cultivators.

A small portion of its attention was focused on dealing with the two devils, while the majority of its attention was focused on the Sublime Truth Seven Cultivators.

This caused the seven elders of the Sublime Truth Sect to inwardly cry out incessantly. They could lose their lives at any moment!

Cultivator Le felt her heart relax upon seeing this.

She turned her head to look at the nine ancient lanterns in front of her. Seeing that half of the oil was still inside, she felt much more at ease.

All of a sudden, the woman raised her brow and narrowed her eyes. With lightning speed, she pinched off a flame from one of the ancient lanterns and waved it through the air, causing it to disappear in a flash of azure light.

Over 300 feet away, azure light flashed and a cry of alarm rang out.

A humanoid figure appeared. His body was shimmering with azure light, and he was enveloped in a layer of azure light created by the lantern flame.

Cultivator Le then formed an incantation gesture without raising her head.

With a “pu” sound, that person was ignited by the azure light. He only had the time to let out a miserable scream before he was instantly turned into ash by the terrifying lantern flames.