A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Demonic Movement

Marquis Nanlong and the old man glanced at the offering table and unconsciously glanced at each other. At the same time, they saw a deep sense of caution in each other’s eyes.

Even though the two of them had some friendship in the past years, it had naturally dissipated in the face of treasures that were within reach.

After a moment of silence, the old man chuckled and said, “Fellow Daoist Nanlong, we both know what we’re thinking. Although my cultivation was slightly inferior to yours, Brother Nanlong’s injuries in the Moulan Plains haven’t been healed yet and you’re weaker than before. With so many spiritual medicines, it would be best for us to split them evenly and avoid mutual destruction.”

Marquis Nanlong glanced at the eye-catching alms bowl on the table and replied, “Brother Lu is correct. I also think so. We will split the spirit medicines evenly. I only want the alms bowl among the treasures. What do you think?”

Lu Weiying’s expression changed slightly, but after a moment of thought, he agreed, “The alms bowl? Alright, let’s divide them like this. I only wish to increase my cultivation and extend my lifespan. These worldly possessions aren’t worth much.”

Marquis Nanlong was initially stunned, but he soon rejoiced. He originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to convince the old man to give up the treasure, but he didn’t expect the old man to let it go so easily. However, out of caution, he carefully examined the old man.

However, Lu Weiying’s expression remained calm and didn’t reveal the slightest change. He seemed to have noticed Marquis Nanlong’s hesitation and suddenly smiled.

“What? Could it be that Brother Nanlong has changed his mind and intends to give this treasure to me?”

Marquis Nanlong fell silent and his eyes flickered.

After a while, Marquis Nanlong finally chuckled and replied with a smile, “Brother Lu must be joking. Since Fellow Daoist has said so, I won’t hold back. The two of us will act together and you will take the three treasures and jade talisman from the alms bowl. I will take the alms bowl. Then, we’ll divide the spiritual medicines equally. How about it?”

“We’ll do as Brother Nanlong says!” Lu Weiying agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Marquis Nanlong nodded in satisfaction, and the two of them moved almost at the same time.

The old man swept his sleeve toward the table, and a white mist swept toward the three magic tools and the jade talismans. Marquis Nanlong carefully opened his mouth and released a ball of golden light toward the alms bowl.

Everything went smoothly. With a sweep of the old man’s white light, the treasures and jade talismans were swept away from the alms bowl without the slightest resistance. Soon after, the ball of golden light enveloped the alms bowl and flew towards Marquis Nanlong.

When the alms bowl gently flew into Marquis Nanlong’s hand, he couldn’t help but reveal a joyful expression.

The old man looked down at the three treasures in his hand with an expressionless face.

The smile on Marquis Nanlong’s face suddenly disappeared as he looked at the alms bowl in his hand. He flipped his hand and slapped the alms bowl with lightning speed. A yellow talisman immediately stuck to it.

“Brother Nanlong, what is the meaning of this?” Lu Weiying’s expression changed drastically upon seeing this.

Marquis Nanlong wore a strange expression and said, “What is the meaning of this? Does Brother Lu really think that I can’t tell that your three treasures and jade talisman are magic tools used by ancient cultivators to suppress the alms bowl? Although I don’t know what the alms bowl contains, it is definitely a top-grade ancient treasure. The restrictions it contains are no small matter. However, if Brother Lu expects me to open the alms bowl, I fear you will be greatly disappointed. Without full confidence, I won’t do such a thing.” At that moment, Marquis Nanlong continuously clapped his hands and pasted five or six talismans of different colors onto the alms bowl.

Lu Weiying’s expression returned to normal in the blink of an eye and he indifferently said, “Hehe! I didn’t expect Brother Nanlong to misunderstand. However, I don’t wish to explain. Let’s divide the spiritual medicines and leave this place. Although I don’t know why, I don’t wish to stay here for long.”

Marquis Nanlong snorted and said, “Let’s do as Brother Lu says. We’ll split the Heaven Origin Fruits that can extend one’s lifespan evenly. As for the rest of the spiritual medicines, we will pick them in turns.” He then held the alms bowl in one hand and grabbed the Heaven Origin Fruits on the table with the other.

Immediately thereafter, a large golden hand of light appeared on the table and reached down.

Lu Weiying’s expression sank and he didn’t have the time to reply. He raised his hand and a white hand appeared on the table, grabbing towards the purple ganoderma.

Two muffled pops sounded out as the Heaven Origin Fruits and the purple ganoderma on the table flashed with green light before suddenly dissipating and becoming indistinct. The two hands of light grabbed nothing but air. Brilliant light then erupted from the table, and all of the spirit medicines and fruits disappeared like bubbles.

When Marquis Nanlong and the old man saw this, they were dumbstruck.

Right at this moment, the alms bowl in Marquis Nanlong’s hand underwent a change.

The talismans stuck to the alms bowl suddenly flashed with spiritual light several times before burning on their own.

The talismans were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye by the pitch-black demonic flames.

The furious Marquis Nanlong turned his head to the side and saw the bowl in his hand. His face turned deathly pale as golden light flashed from his other hand, following which a tattered golden talisman appeared between his fingers.

However, it was clearly too late.

The alms bowl was originally tightly sealed, but with a loud bang, the lid instantly shot into the sky, following which a streak of black light shot out from the alms bowl.

At such a close distance, Marquis Nanlong had no way of dodging. When the golden talisman in his other hand was still several inches away from the alms bowl, the black light struck Marquis Nanlong’s face and disappeared in a flash.

“Argh!”

Marquis Nanlong let out a miserable scream.

He smashed the alms bowl in his hand against the wall, causing the golden talisman to fall from his fingers. He then half-knelt on the ground with his hands behind his head, and his entire face began to contort.

“Possession?”

When the old man saw this, his face immediately turned green and he cried out involuntarily.

Without another thought, he pointed at Marquis Nanlong, and two blue halberds shot forth from his body, viciously slashing toward the immobilized Marquis Nanlong.

But at this moment, Marquis Nanlong suddenly let out a low roar and raised his head. His face was covered in a dense layer of black Qi, and his eyes had completely turned silver-white. He stared at the blue light flying toward him without any expression.

Just as the blue halberds were about to pass through his body, Marquis Nanlong suddenly waved his hand, and a metallic clang rang out. The two blue halberds were blocked by his arm as quickly as lightning, and were sent flying.

However, the sleeve on his arm had also been shattered by the blue halberds’ attack, and the arm was completely exposed.

When Lu Weiying saw this, his eyes couldn’t help but twitch.

At some point in time, the arm had turned jet-black and was covered in thick purple-red tendons. The palm had become extremely rough and was surrounded by black air as if it had turned into a ghost claw. However, the strange arm was able to block the two blue halberds without suffering any damage.

The old man’s heart sank. Marquis Nanlong’s mid-Nascent Soul spiritual sense had been successfully possessed in such a short amount of time, causing his body to mutate. This was truly inconceivable. Just what was that black light? It definitely wasn’t an ordinary evil soul.

With that thought, the old man abruptly shook his sleeve in shock. The white magic flag appeared in one hand and a stack of fiery red gauze appeared in the other.

The old man tossed out the gauze, upon which a layer of red light barrier appeared in front of him.

Only then did Lu Weiying calm down.

According to his understanding, so long as the other party was an evil soul, the Bright Sun Shade would be able to withstand any sinister attacks from the demons and ghosts.

“Marquis Nanlong” had already staggered to his feet, but he didn’t immediately attack Lu Weiying. Instead, he raised his hands in front of his eyes and carefully examined his own body. Suddenly, he raised his head and strangely smiled.

“Hehe! Hehe… after so many years, I have finally come out. This time, let’s see who can stop the Sacred Ancestor’s descent. It seems this world is destined to belong to the Sacred Realm.”

“Sacred Ancestor? The Sacred Realm?” Although Lu Weiying didn’t understand what was going on, he felt a chill run down his spine.

The old man swept his gaze past the entrance of the hall and recalled the spell formations he had set up at the bottom of the pond.

Suddenly, white light erupted from his body without any warning, and he shot toward the entrance as a streak of white light.

At such a short distance, he was able to arrive there in the blink of an eye. Just as he was about to fly into the passage, the old man inwardly rejoiced. All of a sudden, his body blurred and something flashed in front of him, following which a loud explosion erupted.

The old man felt an immense force come from the Bright Sun Shade that was protecting him, and his body was sent flying back by this irresistible force. His entire body was like a tattered cloth bag as he was ruthlessly flung against the opposite stone wall, and he was pushed several feet into the wall.

Although he was saved by his protective spiritual light, Lu Weiying still felt his back tremble and become numb, as if he had lost control of his body.

At this moment, he clearly saw that “Marquis Nanlong” had blocked the entrance and was slowly withdrawing a black fist, sneering at him.

Lu Weiying’s face turned deathly pale.