Chapter 834: Demonic Body

The small ghost wrapped in black energy had just escaped into the passage when a "pfft" sound came, and it exploded on its own without reason, turning into a ball of yin energy and dissipating without a trace. (Web)

Wang Wang Tiangu, who was connected to the small ghost by heart, turned pale, suffering a not-so-small secret loss.

"What is going on? Does this passage have some other mechanism?" Wang Wang Tiangu asked the scholar with shock and anger.

"Do you think this entrance to the Spirit-Sprouting Garden is an ordinary passage? Not to mention a small ghost whose form hasn't condensed, even formless ghosts and spirits like Ghost Kings and fierce spirits would be squeezed until their souls dissipate upon entering this passage. Even I need to rely on the scroll to attach my body to enter this space. Anyway, the entrance has been opened; whether you all enter this place or not is not something I will ask." By now, the scholar appeared calm and composed, saying these words indifferently before transforming into a ball of green light and flying into the scroll that had been floating in mid-air.

Hearing this, Wang Wang Tiangu's expression turned gloomy instantly. Hearing the implication in the scholar's words, it seemed that formless things like demons and ghosts couldn't enter the passage directly. He and the Ghost Spirit Sect Master looked at each other, both revealing looks of surprise.

"I have already used my spiritual sense to probe the other side of the passage. Although it is blurry due to the spatial rift, it is absolutely a certain unknown space inside. I have no patience to hesitate here, lest the passage have any further errors. I will go first." Wei Wei Wuya pondered for a moment, then said directly, and without paying attention to the two, transformed into a green light and shot toward the passage.

Seeing this, the Ghost Spirit Sect Master's expression shifted slightly.

"Junior Brother, you feel it too? The demonic energy here is at least twice that of our Human Realm. Fighting with others here, the power of my demonic arts can increase by thirty percent out of thin air." After the Ghost Spirit Sect Master fell silent for a while, he finally spoke.

"Senior Brother, I practice the same demonic arts as you, how could I not sense it? If we stay here to cultivate, I'm afraid we have a great hope of breaking through our current bottlenecks and entering the next realm." Wang Wang Tiangu's gaze flickered, and he said with a complex expression.

"Two Fellow Daoists, shouldn't you call that guy out and interrogate him properly? Don't tell me that I, Wei, have gone to such great lengths to come here just to end up in this kind of place." Wei Wei Wuya looked for a while, found no results, stepped on the rubble, and said coldly to Wang Wang Tiangu and the others.

"Naturally. If he doesn't give us three a reason, I, Wang, will naturally let him taste the pain of soul-refining." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master heard Wei Wei Wuya say this, and it also stirred up his anger at being deceived by the essence soul. He replied with a ferocious expression.

Subsequently, he threw the scroll on the ground and was about to cast a spell to call out the manifestation of Master Cangkun Shangren.

But before the Ghost Spirit Sect Master could cast the spell, spiritual light flashed on the scroll, and a ball of green light suddenly shot out from it. Wang Wang Tiangu was standing nearby and reached out with his hand, covering it with a black light hand about a foot large.

But this green light cluster seemed to have planned all this, and its escape speed doubled in an instant, actually escaping from the phantom black hand and flying toward the distance.

Wei Wei Wuya held his status and watched calmly without taking action. Seeing this scene, the Ghost Spirit Sect Master was furious.

He flipped his palm, and the blood-red token appeared in his hand. A ferocious look flashed on his face, and he shook it fiercely toward the direction where the green light was escaping. Suddenly, blood light surged on the token, and the green light cluster escaping in the air stalled for a moment, shaking a few times.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master was happy, but the green light cluster suddenly stabilized and escaped into the distance with an escape speed three parts faster than before, turning into a small light spot in the blink of an eye.

This time, not only was the Ghost Spirit Sect Master stunned, but Wei Wei Wuya and the other two were also dumbfounded.

"I didn't see it wrong. The Soul-Startling Curse cast by the Ghost Spirit Sect Master actually has no effect on a strand of essence soul. This is somewhat interesting. I will go and capture this guy and see what kind of trick he is playing." Wei Wei Wuya suddenly said with a cold sneer. Then his figure flashed, and he transformed into a green rainbow, breaking through the air in pursuit.

"Sect Master, you..." Wang Wang Tiangu finally recovered from his shock and couldn't help but want to ask something.

"You saw the punishment of the Soul-Startling Curse on him just now, it's not like you didn't see it. He indeed had the secret curse cast on him earlier. As for why it has no effect now, I am equally interested. Let's go, we will also pursue him. This Sect Master also wants to see what kind of trick he is playing by leading us here." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master said with a ferocious expression, also transforming into a streak of light and shooting away.

In such a large space, he wasn't afraid of where the other party could escape to.

Wang Wang Tiangu smiled bitterly and could only follow closely behind.

Not long after, the two found Wei Wei Wuya, who had stopped his escape light, at a certain place near the center of this space, while the essence soul from the scroll had transformed back into a Confucian scholar, standing opposite him and confronting him, appearing without a trace of fear. This made the two somewhat surprised. But when Wang Wang Tiangu and the other two looked up at a spot over ten zhang behind the scholar, they were startled again.

Only then did they see a giant monster about thirty zhang high, motionless in a crystal-like fiery red crystal block.

This monster had two heads and four arms, a single horn on its forehead, and its entire body was covered in pitch-black scales that shone brightly. Its face was even more ferocious and evil, with fangs exposed, truly terrifying to the extreme.

"What is this? Such thick demonic energy." Wang Wang Tiangu's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed.

He wasn't shocked by the monster's size and ferocity, but because although this monster appeared sealed, the demonic energy permeating nearby was several times thicker than elsewhere, and it carried a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.

"Let's go down and talk. Let's hear what the other party has to say." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master was equally wary of this monster in the seal, but after hesitating for a moment, he brought Wang Wang Tiangu down and landed beside Wei Wei Wuya. After all, with this late-stage Nascent Soul great cultivator here, he didn't need to worry too much.

"Two Fellow Daoists have also come, that's just right. It saves me from wasting any more breath." Seeing the Ghost Spirit Sect Master and the other two arrive, the scholar didn't fear but instead laughed.

"You led us here, tell us what your purpose is." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master said calmly, but after observing the other party for a few times, he was extremely shocked.

Because the blood-red runes on the opposite Confucian scholar were still flowing and flashing, which was clearly the appearance of the Soul-Startling Curse taking effect. Moreover, the skin exposed by the other party was clearly convulsing and jumping with the flashing of the runes, but the scholar was full of spring breeze at this time, without a trace of pain on his face. And the ghost body was solidified to the extreme, without any signs of dissipating.

"Brother Wei didn't say, but two Fellow Daoists, you practice demonic arts passed down from ancient times. Don't you feel that the demonic energy here is very different from the Human Realm?" The scholar's opening words made the three somewhat surprised.

"So what. Don't tell me you want to tell me that this is the Spirit-Sprouting Garden?" Wang Wang Tiangu said without a trace of emotion.

"Hehe, Spirit-Sprouting Garden! This place might be, or it might not be." The scholar said leisurely.

"What is the meaning of this? At this time, you still want to play with us." Wang Wang Tiangu's face turned cold.

"You really think that ancient cultivators would leave such places that produce spirit medicines and have dense spiritual energy to you descendants. Many years ago, perhaps there really were such places as the Spirit-Sprouting Garden, and there was more than one. But now, they have all been picked clean of spirit medicines and destroyed in the struggles of ancient cultivators. This place might be some abandoned Spirit-Sprouting Garden, which is also very possible. But now, this is just another spatial gap between the Human Realm and our Holy Realm." The scholar said with a trace of strangeness, unhurriedly.

"Holy Realm? You are an Ancient Demon!" Wei Wei Wuya, who had originally appeared indifferent, was greatly shocked upon hearing the scholar's words just now, and shouted sharply. At the same time, he hurriedly formed hand seals with both hands, and green poisonous mist rolled out from his body, submerging him inside.

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"Let's go down and talk. Let's hear what exactly the other party has to say." The Sect Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was also extremely wary of this monster within the seal, but after hesitating for a moment, he still brought Wang Wang Tiangu down lightly and landed beside Wei Wei Wuya.

After all, with this great late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator present, he did not need to worry too much about anything.

"The two fellow Daoists have arrived as well; this is perfect. It saves me from wasting any more breath." Once the Confucian scholar saw the Ghost Spirit Sect Master and his companion arrive, he did not fear them but instead began to laugh.

"You lured us here; just say what your purpose is." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master said calmly, but after sizing the other party up for a few moments, he was extremely shocked inside.

This was because the blood-red runes on the Confucian scholar's body were still flowing and flickering unsteadily; this was clearly the appearance of the Soul-Startling Curse taking effect. Furthermore, the skin exposed by the other party was visibly twitching and jumping along with the flickering runes, yet the Confucian scholar was currently all smiles, with not a trace of pain on his face. Moreover, his ghostly body was also abnormally solidified, without the slightest sign of dissipating.

"Brother Wei may not say it, but the two fellow Daoists, including Sect Master Wang, cultivate the demonic arts passed down from ancient times. Upon arriving here, do you not feel that the demonic Qi here is vastly different from that of the human world?" The content of the Confucian scholar's opening remarks caught the three of them somewhat by surprise.

"So what if it is? Are you trying to tell me that this is the Spirit-Mirage Garden?" Wang Wang Tiangu said with an impassive expression.

"Hehe, the Spirit-Mirage Garden! This place might be it, or it might not be." The Confucian scholar said leisurely.

"What is the meaning of this? At this point, you still want to toy with us." Wang Wang Tiangu's face turned icy cold.

"Do you really think that ancient cultivators would leave such a place, rich in spiritual herbs and dense with spiritual energy, for descendants like you? Many years ago, perhaps there really were places like the Spirit-Mirage Garden, and it seems there was more than one. But nowadays, they have all been picked clean of spiritual herbs and destroyed in the struggles of ancient cultivators. It is highly possible that this place is just some abandoned Spirit-Mirage Garden. But as of now, this is merely another spatial gap at the boundary between the human world and our Sacred World." The Confucian scholar said unhurriedly, a trace of eeriness on his face.

"Sacred World? You are an Ancient Demon!" Wei Wei Wuya, who had originally been indifferent, was greatly alarmed and shouted sharply the moment he heard the Confucian scholar's words. At the same time, he hurriedly pinched a spell with both hands, and green poisonous mist rolled out from his body, submerging him within it.

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