The Forbidden Path to Immortality - Chapter 155

Chapter 7 Cleaning

There was only one person in the entire sect who could address Madam Yan as such.

“Elder Yin!”

Li Xun hesitated to acknowledge him. At first

glance, the figure rising, with chicken skin and crooked legs, hunched over with a crutch, was indeed Yin Chan, who had entered the Yin Hua Pool for “ghostly reincarnation.” However, his appearance was far different from his usual self.

The old woman’s rough skin was coated in a dead gray, like decaying flesh. Her dark eye sockets were devoid of eyeballs, only two balls of faint green fire flickered.

The tentacles of the ancestor’s curse spirit above Yin Jin’s head had materialized, piercing her skull and twitching slightly. Against the pitch-black background, grayish-white light could be seen flowing back and forth through the tentacles, creating eerie shapes.

As if hearing Li Xun’s call, Yin Jin’s eyes flickered with green fire, and he tilted his head and nodded slightly, a greeting.

In mid-air, You Li coughed, wiping the blood from his lips while sighing, “Master Yin, why are you doing this?”

“It’s rare that you can sigh.” Yin Dong opened his toothless old mouth and chuckled: “It’s never a good thing to fool fellow disciples and deceive ancestors at the sect ceremony. But it’s always a good idea that whoever made a mess should clean up before leaving. If m’s firepower can’t reach the old woman, I will help him clean it up to fulfill his wish. Sect Master Gu. I hope you have no objection.”

There was no kindness in her words, but Gu Yin did not respond immediately. She just looked at the strange connection between the founder’s curse spirit and Yin Jin with interest. After a while, she smiled and said: “Just now I was surprised that the founder’s curse spirit of your sect behaved very differently twice. It turned out that Elder Yin Shi sacrificed himself to suppress the curse spirit’s determination and control it. Does this method have a name?”

Yin Dong nodded and said: “This is just a slight change in the method of taking over another’s body. It’s a small side door that cannot be accepted by Sect Master Gu.”

The old woman said it easily, but everyone who heard it was secretly frightened. Ordinary possession of another’s soul involves wiping out another’s consciousness and replacing it with one’s own, a method that can be used to prolong life but is useless to cultivation. It’s no exaggeration

to call it an unorthodox practice. However, Yin Jin’s actions now involved imposing his own consciousness on the ancestral curse spirit. Since the latter lacked a physical body and consciousness, and no “residence” could be used to possess the soul, its fate

was already certain. Furthermore, the ancestral curse spirit possessed inherent magical power that could exert absolute oppression over the sect’s disciples. At what cost did Yin Jin maintain control over the ancestral curse spirit?

The old woman’s current condition revealed some of this.

Regardless of the others’ thoughts, she remained unmoved on the surface.

She simply said, “Thank you, Elder Yin,” shifting the focus. The old woman chuckled and brought her cane down heavily. Though it struck the air, it felt as if the entire sealed realm trembled. Its mingling with the demon’s roar was like a thunderclap of unparalleled ferocity.

“Mother Yan Yuan, do you know where Mi went wrong?”

Madam Yan finally recovered from her shock and, seeing Yin Jin’s demeanor towards this sect elder, instinctively replied, “My disciple has let a wolf into the house…”

“Bullshit!” the old woman retorted, her voice brimming with energy. “That’s what I just said. Since we’ve sworn this oath, there’s no need to mention the sins from before. How long has it been since you’ve completely forgotten them?”

Madam Yan was left even more bewildered by the yelling and could only smile wryly, “Uncle Master, please enlighten me.”

Yin Dong raised his cane and pointed it at Gu Yin, “Are you going to let her go?”

Seeing Yin Jin’s relentless attitude, she continued, “Are you going to let her go?” Madam Yan was startled and was about to explain when the old woman nodded. “Mi, concerned about the sect’s vitality, was right not to fight within the sealed realm. He had some idea of what was happening, but he couldn’t quite place it. Gu Yin left and left her alone, but why didn’t you intercept… her?”

The staff swung, pointing to the imprisoned Mora Hou. “Mi knew this involved the sect’s oath, a noose around the necks of all disciples. Why did he let her go?”

Madam Yan was stunned.

Mora Hou and Gu Yin were two in name only. How could Gu Yin agree to keep Mora Hou?

Old woman Yin seemed to have forgotten this and sneered: “The current decline of the sect is indeed not to other people’s liking, but if it rises again in the future, can you guarantee that the younger generations you have worked so hard to raise will not be strangled and manipulated like me? How could Yan Yuan, the leader of a sect, not have such foresight?”

Madam Yan was speechless for a moment, but she smiled in an ancient voice and said: “Elder Yin’s words are profound. If the founder of your sect were here, he would surely regard him as a close friend.”

Such sarcasm made the eyes of people in heaven and earth like frosty knives and snow blades. However, Old woman Yin was not annoyed and said lightly: “As a disciple of the sect, you should carry on the past and open up the future, observe and fill in the gaps. It’s all part of your job. It’s just that you lack knowledge. But knowingly committing a crime is no different from betraying your teacher and ancestors?”

“Well said!”

Yan Lin clapped his hands vigorously, his whole face flushed.

Gu Yin’s smile remained undimmed as he spoke in a gentle voice, “What should we do, Elder Yin?”

“My opinion is that it would be best if Sect Master Gu were to act on his own, leaving only Mo Luo Hou behind. As for how we plan to kill this demon, Sect Master Gu has nothing to do with us. From now on, all grudges are gone.”

“What if you don’t agree?”

“That’s it… that’s it!”

Amidst the laughter, the old woman suddenly soared, accompanied by the cursed spirit of the ancestor above her, and landed behind Mo Luo Hou. Without hesitation, her hand, as dry as a bird’s claw, reached out and clasped the back of the demon’s neck.

A loud groaning sound erupted, and it was unknown what magical power she had summoned. Mo Luo Hou’s protective energy was instantly shattered with a single thrust. A faint green flame ignited at the point of contact, burning the flesh as her fingertips plunged fiercely.

Mo Luo Hou’s howls suddenly rose in volume. His massive body trembled, his head jerking back. It was obvious that he was in excruciating pain. Under such intense stimulation, the rope of impermanence was once again torn apart.

He flipped his left arm, regaining some control of his limbs, and swung it back with all his might.

Yin Dong tried to block with her crutch, but it was no match for the enraged force of Mo Luo Hou. Not even a sound rang out. The crutch shattered, and the upper arm that blocked it was severed by Mo Luo Hou’s palm. The remaining force continued as it slammed down hard on the side of her face. With a crackling sound, half her skull and neck bones were shattered or broken, and her head flipped sideways, resting on his right shoulder.

Shocked cries arose from below.

Yet, the emerald fire in the old woman’s eyes remained lingering. Her face twisted, her toothless mouth slightly opened, emitting a strange “crackling” sound. Then, a burst of emerald green flames ignited from beneath her, quickly covering her entire body. Then, it spread up her arm and onto Mo Luo Hou’s body. Even a slender tentacle penetrated through the top of her head and shot towards the body of the ancestor’s cursed spirit. The ghostly fire at its core vibrated and throbbed.

Above her head. The ancestor’s curse spirit violently retracted its outer body. The dense, surging mist surged like a raging fire, yet it couldn’t block the radiance of the ghostly flames. However, the light wasn’t fierce, but rather rounded and gentle. It swirled and rose like a lotus amidst a blaze,

radiating its precious light. Gu Yin frowned slightly, his gaze shifting from the sky to the nearby puppet. As he assessed, You Li, his face pale, stepped out of the nearby void

. There was nothing more to say. The puppet charged forward and collided with You Li.

The clash between the two True One masters occurred just a few feet away, but the emanating energy flowed like a warm breeze, barely affecting them. To protect the sealed realm from further calamity, You Li had already brought the Shadow Devouring Art to Linfeng, nearly suppressing any outward shockwaves. This meant that the immense recoil force would be borne entirely by both combatants.

With just a single blow, You Li retreated, spurting blood. But then, he pressed forward again, tightly entangling the puppet, denying him any opportunity for reinforcement.

At this moment, Li Xun heard Gu Yin sigh softly: “A trapped beast’s fight is so brutal… What’s the reason for this?”

Li Xun narrowed his eyes. This woman seemed to have forgotten that a cultivator from the Ghost Devouring Shadow Sect was standing beside her .

Just as the thought was forming, Gu Yin glanced back at He Wan and smiled. As the smile reached her pupils, a chill ran down Li Xun’s spine, then turned into a burning pain that reflected back into his brain.

His body stiffened. Gu Yin nodded slightly and smiled, “I respect you, sir, and I don’t wish to be your enemy. It would be best if you could stay out of this matter.” “

Letting Yao Feng stab you in the back is your respect for the Gu family?”

Li Xun muttered inwardly, but he dared not move. Yao Feng, who had vanished without a trace, had somehow crept up behind him, emitting a faint warning.

Even with Li Xun’s intuition, he couldn’t accurately gauge the distance between them. A fight would have disastrous consequences.

If possible, Li Xun wanted to turn around and ask Yao Feng how it felt to be treated like a slave. But the words lingered in her throat for a few turns before finally being let go.

Gu Yin took a deep breath. The fading light from the surrounding fire made it hard to hide the weariness on her face. She reached into her bosom, took out a pill, and after a moment of rest, she felt better. She looked up, continuing to observe the situation in the sky.

After a pause, she suddenly asked, “I wonder what secret technique of your sect Elder Yin has used?”

Li Xun didn’t want to say, but the subtle shift in the aura behind him gave him a less than friendly hint. He could only shrug. “Probably something like ‘Erosion of the Heart and Refining of the Soul.'” Actually, I don’t think Elder Yin could kill the Demon’s Throat. Even a self-sacrificing technique like the Impermanence Rope would be a step too far.”

Gu Yin smiled in response. She turned back to Wuyou beside her and whispered to the little girl. “Hmm,” she hummed twice. She tilted her head endearingly, seeming to regain her usual playful self, but she didn’t even glance at her mother, who was standing nearby.

The aura behind him shifted, and Li Xun’s eyelids twitched slightly. He grasped the position of the demon phoenix for the first time. Simultaneously, a strange thought entered his mind. He took advantage

of the moment when Gu Yin’s face was sideways, condensing his voice into a thread. He sent it to the back: “Excuse me, Yuanjun. Is ‘cat’ your nickname or Gu Yin’s?” The breath behind him instantly grew sharp and intense, but quickly faded. A faint voice passed by Li Xun’s ears like a warm breeze. Suddenly,

the sound of chanting reached a distant and deep silence in the void, seemingly emanating from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. As the incantation rang out, the ancestor’s curse spirit in the sky trembled violently.

The ghostly fire at its core, as solid as a pearl, gradually pressed down, its emerald green hue fading to a dead gray.

When this color caught his eye, Li Xun’s heart skipped a beat, bringing him back to his senses from the demon phoenix’s words. His hand unconsciously stroked his lower abdomen. At this moment, Zhan Yin glanced back, again inquiring: “Sir, what kind of incantation is this?” “

Li Xun’s mind was complicated and he felt that Yaofeng’s attitude had changed, so he simply pursed his lips. Without saying a word,

the sinking ancestor’s curse spirit seemed to be slowing down but it had already pressed down to the top of Mo Luo’s throat, and its speed really slowed down.

The mist-like ancestor’s curse spirit plus the small fire bead seemed to have the weight of a mountain. The fire bead pressed down bit by bit and the color became purer. The curse spirit body outside was covered with a layer of gray.

At this time, the ghost flame had completely wrapped Yin Dong and Mo Luo’s throat. As the limbs struggled, a large amount of fire burst out. But no matter how Mo Luo’s throat struggled, he could not get rid of Yin Shi. The bodies of the two seemed to have been cast into one by the flames. The

jumping green flame eroded the light mist and came into contact with the curse spirit body. The curse spirit twitched violently, as if it was injured. Though the victim was far away, Li Xun could still hear a sharp creaking sound in his ears, his eardrums slightly stung by the sharp sound waves.

The broken neck of the Yin ornament in the sky suddenly straightened, and a sharp whistling sound burst out from its throat, drowning out the curse spirit’s screams. Amidst the whistling sound, the curse spirit seemed startled and suddenly jumped upward, while the ghostly fire within it remained downward.

The ghostly fire, which had completely transformed into a grayish-white color, emerged from the curse spirit’s body, round and smooth, like a peeled egg white. Its brilliance was restrained, and not a single flame was visible, swirling in the air.

As everyone’s attention was focused on the ghostly fire, whether it was the emerald flames burning on the bodies of Mo Luohou and Yin Dong, or the tumbling of the ancestor’s curse spirit, The light fog was attracted by some force and pulled out a curved trajectory to converge at the ghost fire. And slowly rotated with it as the center. After a few weeks, the bodies of Demon Luohou and the ancestor curse spirit also began to sway slowly, as if to rotate with it.

The situation was so weird that for a moment people almost thought that the whole sky was turning.

Because the light of the green flame and the light fog was too strong, the ghost fire in the center, which had completely subsided, had completely fallen into the shadow. It seemed that it was a separate space.

The boundary was obviously shaken as if it had some kind of tilt. At the core of the flame and light fog in the center of Demon Luohou and the ancestor curse spirit, pure darkness slowly emerged like a spring of tears. Flowing out.

The old woman Yin’s whistling finally faded, but then Mo Luo Hou roared.

Her body twisted and struggled, bouncing up and down. Like a chicken with its belly cut open, she struggled so frantically that the two remaining ropes of impermanence could no longer hold Mo Luo Hou, breaking one after another.

Mo Luo Hou’s body sank suddenly, trying to escape the growing gravity above her. At this moment, the old woman Yin behind her laughed, and then a “gurgling” sound came from her throat. Ju Lou’s body swelled abnormally, without any buffer. A dazzling light penetrated her, and flames erupted from all sides. As the light split and merged, her body turned to ash and scattered.

However, a dark green light shot out from the center of the fire, transforming into a rainbow light and plunging into the nascent darkness above.

“Liang Ran, it’s that move…”

Li Xun didn’t even have time to mourn Yin Dong’s death. Seeing this unique sign, he finally remembered the origin of the spell.

In that instant, he also understood its underlying principles. The Soul-Breaking Shuttle in his palm pulsed uncontrollably.

You Li, struggling bitterly, suddenly burst into laughter. Before it died down, he let out a sharp, long hiss: “Master Yin, take care!”

“Wuyou!”

Gu Yin’s shout lingered at the end of You Li’s words. In an instant, the situation spiraled into chaos. The little girl’s reaction was rare, unaffected. With a cry of “Ah,” the cat on his shoulder suddenly leaped up and hovered in mid-air.

The next moment, a cold light flashed in the void.

Gu Yin turned sharply, her pupils imprinted with a black beam. She quickly identified it as a flying shuttle. The person who was carrying it…

“Hundred Ghosts!” A

shout couldn’t stop the shuttle. As it flew, a faint blue aura emanated from the jet-black shuttle’s body. Its wooden form shrank, its color shifting, until it transformed into a shimmering blue star. The sound of it breaking through the air faded completely.

The angry cat, startled, turned around to see the energy within the space several feet wide suddenly fluctuating and shifting like a sudden gust of wind! “

Interaction of energy,” the orb embedded in her forehead dimmed, and her body froze, unable to move.

“Cat…”

Wuyou cried out before she clutched her head with a cry of “Ouch!” and crouched down. At this moment, the halo surrounding the shuttle vibrated and shone brighter.

The Xuanming Flying Ring absorbed all divine thoughts, isolating the Soul-Locking Aura from its controller.

Li Xun’s lips curved slightly; the explosion after a long period of restraint was indeed the most satisfying. But he raised his hands again, assuming the most innocent expression.

The scorching fire bursting from Li Xun’s back had already connected with his back muscles. The killing intent suddenly faded, but the remaining force still pierced Li Xun’s protective aura, burning a large hole in his clothing.

At that moment, the blue star in the center of the aura suddenly surged, instantly breaking through the outer layer of the Mysterious Nether Flying Ring. Unable to resist, it flashed and pierced the round bead on Mao’er’s forehead.

The Soul-Fixing Star destroyed all mental restraints, completely shattering the medium of the Soul-Locking Circle.

The Mysterious Nether Flying Ring and the Soul-Fixing Star combined formed the true form of the Soul-Breaking Shuttle.

Only with this design could it completely break the Soul-Locking Circle’s restraints. Otherwise, how could a prehistoric creature like Blood Kiss be so easily struck in the vitals, unable to dodge?

Mao’er let out a shrill cry, piercing his eardrums, his entire body as if struck by a heavy fist. He was thrown backwards, falling over ten feet before tumbling to the ground, motionless.

A moment of absolute silence surrounded Li Xun. However, the turbulent scene in the air was just beginning.

Within the deep center point, Perhaps the darkness had faded, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared, followed by a thousand gray-white rays of light bursting forth. Some were as short as a needle, others several feet long. Driven by gravity, the rays swirled and shot in all directions, like the dazzling fireworks at a festival.

In an instant, both the Ancestral Curse Spirit and the Mara’s Throat were swept up in the rays, instantly ablaze.

Mara’s Throat’s fierce roar was instantly cut off. Some within the sealed realm even thought the supreme demon had been completely catalyzed by the rays. But soon, the demon’s pitch-black form was catapulted from the rays, arcing through the air before falling heavily.

With a muffled thud, Mara’s Throat’s body, without any sign of control or cushioning, slammed onto the island in the middle of the lake, bouncing up and falling again. Finally, it lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

Yet, no one paid any attention.

All eyes were fixed mid-air, where, beneath the blazing rays of light, a golden bead danced endlessly, unable to escape the aura’s clutches.

Gu Yin raised his head and looked at him for a moment, then turned his head and stared at Li Xun with eyes as cold as an ice cave.

Li Xun didn’t care. Feeling the demonic wind behind him easing, he slowly lowered his hand and smiled, “Master Gu, do you want to reclaim the essence and soul of the Demon Rao in the Golden Pill Divine Mud? Forget it. It’s better to let the wooden man accompany you to appreciate our sect’s ultimate skill, the Netherworld Divine Art, which has not appeared in the world for nearly ten thousand years.”

“Netherworld Divine Art?” Gu Qi didn’t say anything. Instead, the demon phoenix behind him whispered in surprise, “But is it the method of controlling the Nine Netherworlds with the Nascent Soul?”

“That’s right.” Li Xun responded straightforwardly, “But the method Yuanjun mentioned is not correct. The Netherworld Divine Art is not included in any of our sect’s scriptures, nor is it a method of cultivation. It can only be achieved through the Heavenly Netherworld Yin Pearl… or if that pearl is not available, one has to create one.”

“Creating a Heavenly Netherworld Yin Pearl is too difficult. Since the second generation ancestor Ming Dongyu, no one in the sect has succeeded. But I think. This is not Elder Yin’s purpose. She didn’t hesitate to sacrifice herself to throw the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit into the void. It is probably just…”

“The primordial spirits merge, becoming indivisible. All past events vanish into the void.”

Madam Yan’s hoarse voice echoed, dispersing within the sealed realm.

With this voice, the few remaining wisps of emerald flame in the sky drifted and flew, drawing the energy slowly towards the center of the Dark Transformation Divine Art.

As the wisps shifted, the chaotic auras began to converge and transform, weaving a sticky net in the void, binding the Golden Pill Divine Mud and the Patriarch’s Curse Spirit within.

Li Xun’s voice was also deep, “Soon, the primordial spirits of Elder Yin and Māra Hou, and perhaps even the Patriarch’s Curse Spirit, will fuse together, parasitizing and digesting each other. It won’t be harm, but transformation, multiplication, until something new is born. By then, Elder Yin will no longer be Elder Yin, Māra Hou no longer Māra Hou, and the Patriarch’s Curse Spirit will also…”

He was still halfway through his words when he felt a chill in his stomach. A sudden intuition struck him, and he looked back to see the aura net shrinking. The light of the golden bead dimmed infinitely, but the Patriarch’s Curse Spirit suddenly broke free and soared into the air in panic.

Li Xun’s pupils shrank. Even though Yin Dong had sacrificed her life to merge the spirit of the Demonic Throat and the Ancestral Curse Spirit into a single body, she ultimately exceeded her limits and could only choose one option. At that moment, a resounding sigh echoed from the ground.

The Ancestral Curse Spirit, previously forcibly controlled by Yin Dong through possession, was completely bewildered upon breaking free.

Born from the gathering of resentful spirits, it possessed no consciousness, acting solely on instinct. Now, Demonic Throat’s aura was suppressed by the Dark Transformation Divine Art. It had lost its target, and now trapped within this horrific boundary, its natural instinct was to escape. To protect the resentful spirits that comprised its body from being assimilated by the dense Nine Netherworld energy, its natural instinct was to retreat. Just as it had for tens of thousands of years, it retreated into the darkness beneath the earth until the Nine Netherworld’s turmoil ended.

However, the Five Escape Barriers were gone, the altar was gone, and the Yin Transformation Pond was gone. The restrictions that had once limited its movements had all been lifted…

Would this creature remain so obediently above Ghost Gate Lake?

In a flash, these questions raced through Li Xun’s mind. However, the pilot’s curse spirit was faster than his thoughts. A grayish-white shadow instantly faded to the ground, dissolving into a wisp of smoke. Although Li Xun didn’t look back, he could imagine how much Gu Yin had planned in that brief moment. The situation, which had just been reversed, became unpredictable again.

Just as he was frowning, the demon phoenix behind him let out a soft sigh. A

chill suddenly blew from the plain!

A cold chill seeped from the bottom of his body, seeping into his very flesh. Even Li Xun’s body, impervious to cold and heat, shuddered. Immediately afterwards, a long, trembling hiss filled his ears, like the wind blowing through the wilderness, a sorrowful and desolate sound: “Heaven… will… destroy me…”

Everyone in the sealed realm felt a chill run through their bodies.

The voice was definitely not someone they knew, not even someone they knew. The hissing sound seemed to originate from beneath the nine earthly realms, but before it died away, it filled the heavens and earth, leaving no one knowing its source. For a moment, not only did the sound fill his eardrums, but his internal organs and flesh resonated endlessly.

Before anyone could recover from the shock, another sharp cry exploded: “Heaven will destroy me! “

The same words contained rebelliousness and resentment that hit him in the face like a foul-smelling venom.

“Is this… old man Jiuyou?”

Yaofeng’s slightly hesitant whisper came into his ears. Li Xun finally couldn’t help but widen his eyes. Then he saw the crack under the void. The diffuse darkness suddenly cracked.

In the crack, a slender shadow twisted and squirmed like a demon shadow climbing up from the Jiuyou realm. After a moment of hesitation, Li Xun realized that this was exactly the scene recorded in the sect’s scriptures where the ancestor Jiuyou failed to survive the calamity and swore an oath with endless resentment. Ridiculous

!

This thought popped up in Li Xun’s mind first.

“Ancestor! Perhaps it

was fear of Mu Neng, perhaps it was devotion to the sect’s founder, or more likely, insanity from the immense pressure. Across the lake, You Xi cried out in agony. He collapsed to the ground first. Yan Jie followed, and Madam Yan hesitated before kneeling as well.

You Li, perhaps due to the intense battle, didn’t react too violently.

He kowtowed to the still-squirming shadow, tears streaming down his face. “The sect’s guidance depends on you, Ancestor!” “Eyes,”

he replied. Another shrill wail rang out.

The shadow on the rift suddenly expanded, and the tone of the howl suddenly changed at the end: “Ancestor Qiao Kui, I refuse to accept.”

Thousands of thunderbolts descended from the sky, their powerful blasts erupting in a series of cascading bursts. For a moment, everyone’s ears were filled with cries of disobedience. You Xi, who had been howling just moments before, was

stunned .

Li Xun, too, was stunned as he watched the gradually emerging shadow. “Hellfire Yama?”

While the shadow’s appearance made it difficult to discern its identity, the feeling remained unwavering. A familiar aura emanated from the void’s rift. The surrounding darkness trembled and retreated.

Beyond the shadow, another wave of sound reverberated. “I don’t accept it! It’s clearly the master who killed me, the master who killed me.”

You Xi’s face flickered between pale and blue, and more of a look of bewilderment followed. He asked, pleading, looking at Yan Zai and Madam Yan, muttering, “What’s going on? What’s going on?”

Madam Yan’s expression was also grim. After a moment’s pause, she replied, “Is this… betraying the master and ancestors?”

“It’s not the Hellfire Yama.”

Li Xun suddenly repudiated his previous judgment. He stared intently at the shadow, and gradually, understanding dawned.

Gu Yin, standing beside him, finally spoke, finishing Li Xun’s words: “It’s not the Nether Fire, but the Nether Fire’s…”

“Cursed Spirit!”

Their voices merged, and the shadow transformed again.

More than a dozen slender tentacles emanated from its main body, seemingly extending infinitely and slanting into the ground. In just two breaths, a sharp cry suddenly rose, piercing the eardrums and resonating deeply. A

grayish-white figure, shrouded in dim light and mist, emerged from the ground, unmistakably the ancestor’s cursed spirit. It was unknown how the shadow had managed to pull the ancestor’s cursed spirit from the ground. The two flew towards each other, eventually colliding. The

cursed spirit screamed, and it was difficult to comprehend the damage the shadow had inflicted. They could only see the grayish-white and deep black colors entwined, twisting and shifting until they were one within the other, inseparable.

The emanating deathly aura of the spirit was instantly devoured by the Nine Netherworlds, while the resentment within the main body continued to grow relentlessly.

Amidst the chaotic sound waves, the incantation rose again: “Without birth or death, I will sink with you to the depths of the Netherworld. Day after day, a thousand tribulations

of thunder, fire, and water will keep you from escaping. Ah, ah, ah…” The final words morphed into a piercing whistle, drowning out all other noise. At the same time, an irresistible force emerged from the depths of the earth, like a giant’s palm, grasping the entangled curse spirits and dragging the shadows downward. A violent ripple rippled through the void, and the surrounding darkness shrank back, allowing everyone to witness the entire process of the new curse being drawn.

You Li and the puppet finally separated.

The puppet retreated behind Gu Yin, its aura fading, its direction unknown. You Li turned and watched the writhing curse spirit sink into the earth, its last breath swallowed by the Nine Netherworld’s earth energy.

“This is the ultimate move of the Netherworld Fire!”

A deep chill permeated Li Xun’s body. Curse spirit against curse spirit, poisonous oath against poisonous reputation… Thinking back to the previous “Nine Netherworld Devouring Realm,” the Netherworld Fire Yama must have required a ruthless and resolute determination to pull off such a move.

He glanced at Gu Yin, wondering what the woman was feeling at the moment.

Gu Yin didn’t look at him, but reached out and took Wuyou’s hand. The little girl rubbed her scalp, seemingly frightened by the scene, still recovering from the shock of the divine consciousness’s backlash. But her demeanor was no different from her usual self.

The demonic phoenix’s aura was fluctuating again, and Li Xun couldn’t really tell what Wuyou’s current state was.

Of course, that wasn’t the point. The key was whether Gu Yin’s attitude had changed.

The atmosphere suddenly grew tense. This was a hurdle that had to be overcome. But how could Gu Yin, who had been nearly unstoppable for nearly a hundred years, admit defeat and back down?

At this moment, the cat, which had been thrown far away, suddenly reacted. The swings of its thick tail grew from small to large, and finally its entire body was struggling.

Li Xun breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she had escaped death.

Before he could decide whether to greet her, the cat raised its little head and glanced around. Though still a little languid, it had regained its spirit. Then she shifted her gaze, her eyes twitching with hesitation and suspicion, a look almost identical to the one Li Xun had first seen her.

Gu Yin’s expression was unmistakable, evidently surprised that Blood Kiss was still alive. Soon, she returned her gaze to Li Xun, as if realizing something was happening. Perhaps she sensed that Li Xun’s actions weren’t impulsive.

Li Xun shrugged and explained, “Back then, Sect Master Gu offered a bounty, and Shui Dielan asked me for the ‘cat.’ Now, I’m giving it a Soul-Breaking Shuttle, crafted by a skilled artisan from Qianfan City, as a token of my care over the decades. This little creature is now returning to its rightful owner. It’s a fair trade, a fair trade.”

As he spoke, the cat arched its body, its eyes flashing with a faint light, and a deep purr emanated from its throat, like a greedy cat about to hunt. Then, it leaped sideways.

Gu Yin’s puppet seemed about to move, but Youli’s aura locked onto it, and both sides froze in place.

The little creature’s thick tail swung like a swiftly swimming fish, breaking through the surging tide of Yin energy with even greater ease than Madam Yan and Gu Yin. He darted straight to the island in the middle of the lake

, where only the twisted, crumbling ground and buildings remained.

Wuyou suddenly cried out, “Ouch!” “My hand hurts, cousin.”

Li Xun was startled, but soon the cat’s joyful cry reached her. She leaped onto the carcass of the Morao Hou and, without hesitation, opened her mouth and bit down.

Blood Kiss’s teeth could cut through metal and possess terrifying corrosive power, but with just two bites, a gaping hole was torn through the Morao Hou’s chest and abdomen. The cat meowed with delight as it devoured the creature.

For a moment, the only sound within the sealed realm seemed to be the sound of Blood Kiss chewing furiously.

Youli finally understood and laughed heartily.

“The cause of the day before yesterday is the result of today. Gu Yindu Gu Yin, if Mi had not sealed the soul of Mo Luo Hou into the golden pill mud, even with Elder Yin’s magic of transformation, it might not be so easy to separate it from the body.

“It would not be like now, with only an empty shell left for Blood Kiss to feast on. One wrong step will lead to mistakes everywhere. I want to see what other tricks Mi has!”

Li Xun frowned as he listened. You Li must have been holding back so hard that he didn’t leave any room for maneuver. If Gu Yin was pushed to the limit, how would it end?

He was worried about Gu Yin, but she smiled.