Chapter 1538: Zi-Wu Stone
"In that case, only my mark is left in that brat's body." The white-haired matron's face turned somewhat iron-blue.
If not only did they fail to obtain the Divine Milk on this trip to the Nether-River Land, but they also failed to obtain the demonic weapons, then they had truly risked such a massive danger in vain.
Strangely, while Liu Zu was calm, the blood-robed person also recovered his composure after his shock and anger.
Only, the essence light in his eyes flickered incessantly, as if he were pondering something.
The white-haired matron, however, couldn't care about saying anything else. She immediately sat cross-legged in mid-air, and the eight ghost kings behind her transformed into thick Yin Qi, engulfing the woman, to help her cultivation increase greatly so she could forcibly break through Han Li's shielding of the mark.
Black gas rolled incessantly, and from within, sounds of ghost crying were emitted from time to time.
It made anyone who heard it feel their hair stand on end.
Clearly, the white-haired matron had used her full strength!
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, over half an hour had passed.
There was still no news of the white-haired matron succeeding from the ghost mist.
Liu Zu and the blood-robed person were able to keep their patience, waiting quietly in mid-air, neither of them opening their mouths to urge her.
After a short while, the white-haired matron's angry voice finally came out:
"My mark has also been destroyed. This brat could never have done this himself. Could it be that Mu Qing did this good deed!"
The black mist dissipated and vanished in all directions, revealing the matron with a face full of rage.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, that is truly hard to say. She seems to value the treasures in the Demon Tomb even more than the Divine Milk." The blood-robed person stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.
Even though everyone present was old and cunning, they never imagined that Yuan Yao and the other woman actually knew the secret technique of gathering Yin Qi and used this technique to drive out the marks in Han Li's body one by one.
Of course, this was also because the ghost-dao cultivation techniques the two women practiced indeed had their unique aspects.
"Regardless of who did this. If I find out, I will absolutely not let it go. But Brother Di Xue, those demonic weapons seem to be of greater use to you. Since you are so calm, could it be that you have another backup plan?" The matron seemed to remember something, stared at the blood-robed person, and her expression calmed down.
Liu Zu also looked toward the blood-robed person, revealing a mocking expression.
The blood-robed person gave a few dry laughs, and after considering for a while, he said slowly:
"Old man did indeed make some small arrangements on the Han brat. But if we want to accurately find him, we still have to go to great lengths. It won't be as effective as the original mark. However, estimating his approximate direction is not a problem. This brat is also exceptionally vigilant; after accepting a set of my spirit servants, he actually managed to endure not trying to summon them even once. Otherwise, he would have already fallen for my secret technique, and wouldn't have caused so much trouble." The blood-robed person gave a sinister laugh, having arranged his backup plan.
The white-haired matron's expression changed slightly, and she was speechless for a time.
Liu Zu's compound eyes flickered, and he also showed surprise.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Lan, you don't know. My spirit servants themselves don't have any major problems; the key is the 'Dream-Inducing Blood Contract' secret technique I created myself that I infused into the spirit servants. As long as one uses their own spiritual sense to infuse the spirit servant and uses it once personally, they will absolutely be unable to escape the temptation of this secret technique, and will want to use it a second time, a third time, without realizing it. In the end, they will fall into it unknowingly. It is a pity that until the time of departure, this brat didn't use it even once. Otherwise, I would definitely have been able to sense it and control him invisibly." The blood-robed person said cunningly.
The white-haired matron's expression changed slightly, and she was speechless for a time.
Liu Zu's compound eyes flickered, and he also showed surprise.
"Since the Han brat didn't fall into your trap, how can you detect his current position?" The white-haired matron asked again.
"This is actually quite simple. I mixed 'Zi-Wu Stone' material into those spirit servants." The blood-robed person gave a sinister laugh.
"Zi-Wu Stone! That strange stone that turns into a supreme Yang attribute at the Zi and Wu hours and can sense each other. You must have another piece in your hand. Only in a place like the Nether-River Land, where Yin Qi is exceptionally heavy, can the sensing of this material take effect. In ordinary environments, even we wouldn't be able to detect the sensing between them. It is truly to your credit that you could find such a 'chicken-rib' item. As far as I know, this kind of stone is not produced in our Tianyuan Continent at all, and even in the other two continents, they are exceptionally rare. To us cultivators, they also have very little use." Even Liu Zu couldn't help but open his mouth to praise him.
"This thing wasn't something I actively sought out. Instead, I found it on a person from another continent I killed during my early years of cultivation. There was only this small piece, and I mixed it all into those spirit servants. Now it can be considered as being put to good use. The sensing between the two is only for an instant. Even if the Han brat uses some restriction to seal those spirit servants, he cannot cut off this connection. He doesn't have a Zi-Wu Stone himself, so he cannot discover the mystery within." The blood-robed person said cunningly.
"Haha, that is excellent. Let's rush toward the direction where the mark finally vanished. It is not far from the Zi-Wu hour now. When the time comes, we can sense it a few more times, and we should be able to get close to this brat. However, on the way, we must be careful of that Mayfly-race brat holding the spiritual treasure. That person's spiritual treasure seems to be the legendary Five-Dragon Guillotine. This treasure is a treasure on the Chaos Myriad Spirit Ranking. We had best not fight it head-on. As for the two Nether-Thunder Beasts, they won't leave their nests too far, so there is no need to worry." Liu Zu looked up at the hazy high sky and reminded them.
"Speaking of which, I and the other didn't expect Brother Liu Zu to truly have the ability to rival such an exotic treasure as the Five-Dragon Guillotine and forcibly force back that puppet." The white-haired matron's eyes flashed with strange light, and she gave a light laugh.
"Fellow Daoist Lan overpraises! That puppet wasn't forced back by me. Instead, its cultivation level was insufficient to support the Five-Dragon Guillotine for too long, so it retreated on its own. Otherwise, if the time had been slightly longer, I would have fallen under this treasure as well." Liu Zu shook his head, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
The matron and the blood-robed person looked at each other, recalling the situation that occurred after Han Li left the underground palace that day, and their faces also turned pale.
The divine abilities displayed by the Five-Dragon Guillotine later were truly unimaginable. If that puppet had unleashed the full power of this treasure from the beginning, the two of them might have fallen on the spot long ago.
"However, there is no need to worry too much about this matter. Although that puppet finally unleashed the full power of the Five-Dragon Guillotine, it also overdrawn its spiritual sense, so whether it can make a comeback is another matter. We just need to be vigilant and not let it break us one by one." Liu Zu appeared calm again.
Hearing Liu Zu say this, the matron and the blood-robed person nodded in agreement.
Next, the three of them didn't stay here any longer. After a brief discussion, they drove their escape lights and flew away.
Deep in the Nether-River Land, before the stone cave in the white mountain range, blood light flashed, and the blood-armored puppet stumbled out from the void. Just as it wanted to lift its legs to take a few steps, it suddenly had spiritual light flash wildly on its body, and with a "plop," it collapsed to the ground.
Following this, a humming sound erupted on the puppet's body, and a silver rainbow shot out, swirled in mid-air, and submerged into the cave entrance without a trace.
"Why have you become so wretched! Could it be that the power of my Five-Dragon Guillotine is not great enough?" Not long after, an old voice rang out from the cave entrance, still appearing as calm as ever.
There were truly few things in this world that could arouse his interest anymore.
"The Five-Dragon Guillotine is indeed infinitely powerful; it is the junior who is useless. In the end, my spiritual sense suddenly couldn't hold on. Otherwise, I would have been able to wipe them all out with just a little more effort." The blood-armored puppet's eyes flashed with green light, and it finally crawled up again, but its voice remained exceptionally respectful.
"Spiritual sense couldn't hold on! Did you use the Five-Dragon Guillotine twice, and for too long?" The old voice seemed to be unable to hear any emotion, as if he were just recounting a trivial matter.
"It is the junior who was too greedy. The junior didn't unleash the full power of the Five-Dragon Guillotine at the beginning, wanting to lure all those outsiders out and then kill them simultaneously. But I never expected that one of the rebels of my race among those people practiced a divine ability that happened to be able to resist the Five-Dragon Guillotine for a time. And some of the arrangements the junior had made in advance were also unexpectedly destroyed by someone. This led to the failure." The blood-armored puppet replied exceptionally weakly.
"Hmm, so that's how it is." The old voice at the cave entrance just gave a "hmm" and then there was no sound at all.
"Senior Jiang, the junior has one more request!" Suddenly, blood light shone brilliantly in the blood-armored puppet's eyes, and its voice became a few notches louder.
"Request? I remember our transaction was finished long ago. Don't expect me to make a move for you Mayfly race!" The old voice turned cold.
"The junior wouldn't dare to harbor such extravagant hopes. The junior only wants to ask Senior to use a strand of my remnant consciousness as a guide and use the Boundary-Breaking Technique to summon my main body to the Nether-River Land. Those people have already taken the Divine Milk. If I don't retrieve this treasure and kill these few people, the junior's responsibility will not be light." The blood-armored puppet actually said this.
"Let your main body come here. Your brain hasn't gone senile, has it? You Mayfly race cannot survive in the Nether-River Land for too long. At most a year, at least a few months, and your cultivation levels will greatly decrease under the erosion of Yin Qi. And listening to what you said, those few people's cultivation levels are not weak; your main body likely won't be their opponent even if they join forces. Do you still want to borrow my Five-Dragon Guillotine again?" The old voice finally had a trace of surprise.
"The junior naturally intends to borrow the Five-Dragon Guillotine again, but it might not truly be necessary to use it. The junior's main body will bring a Spirit Nest to descend into this realm." The blood-armored puppet gritted its teeth and said.
"Spirit Nest! Hehe, I didn't hear wrong, did I! To deal with a few Gold-Mayfly level existences, you actually want to use this object. And how would you have the authority to use this object? If I remember correctly, these things have always been in the hands of those few old immortals in your race. They are great killing weapons that your race won't use unless it is a life-and-death crisis." This time, the old voice was truly greatly interested.
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