Chapter 369: Wandering in This Life, Buried for the Rest of Time

Taisi Daozi's techniques were bizarre; this kind of displacement art was almost impossible to guard against the first time an opponent encountered it.

As for the opponent's light chuckle, Xu Qing heard it and kept it in his heart.

However, this was not the time to ponder such things; the Burning Corpse was lunging over rapidly.

Xu Qing knew very well that since the Burning Corpse was entangled with Taisi Daozi, it naturally had its own formidable aspects.

Therefore, he did not show the slightest carelessness. His body retreated abruptly, and as his hands formed seals, great waves formed all around him, crashing directly toward the Burning Corpse that was whistling forward and emitting a ferocious intent.

At the same time, the coffin transformed by the shadow also formed in an instant, and as Xu Qing retreated, he merged directly into it.

A loud boom echoed, spreading in all directions, and the waves formed by the techniques swept across, submerging the Burning Corpse within.

At this moment, Xu Qing had also merged with the shadow; his entire body was black, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes. He did not choose to charge forward but instead retreated again.

This time, his speed surged instantly, reaching the peak of the physical body's five heavenly palaces, and at the same time, his right hand flew up to strike forward with a punch.

Almost the instant his fist landed, the waves in front of him collapsed from the force of an internal explosion.

The seawater formed by the technique surged and shot backward in all directions with a rumbling sound, and a burning figure rushed out from within.

That figure's speed was too fast; Xu Qing couldn't see it clearly at all and could only vaguely feel that the opponent was stepping on the spreading spray, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye.

It was exactly that Burning Corpse with a ferocious intent in its eyes.

Amidst a deafening roar, the Burning Corpse threw a punch, colliding with Xu Qing's right fist.

Xu Qing's body shook, feeling an astonishing force erupt from the opponent's fist, forming waves of impact that landed on his entire body; even with his current physical strength, he could not resist it.

Amidst the rumbling of his body, he retreated step by step, directly backing into the mud wall of the deep pit, forming a crater.

"It is indeed six-palace combat power!"

"But it didn't go to chase Zhang Siyun, which means it lacks intelligence and only has instincts like a wild beast. However, as long as it has instincts, everything is still fine!"

"It only stares at me, and even though its speed was clearly faster than mine after I threw my punch, it still hit my fist with its own; this further proves that this corpse's thinking is simple."

Xu Qing's breathing was slightly rapid, his mind analyzing rapidly.

He felt the terror of this Burning Corpse; its techniques were fine, but the most astonishing thing was its physical body.

This physical strength had already reached the six-palace level; even though Xu Qing was currently merged with the shadow and possessed the ultimate peak five-palace physical body, he still had no power to counterattack.

He couldn't see the opponent's speed clearly, and his strength was not as great as the opponent's.

But the environment here would limit the opponent's speed; the range of this deep pit was not very large, so as long as he placed all his attacks in front, then no matter how fast the opponent was, Xu Qing had a corresponding method.

Therefore, he did not try to dodge, as that would leave him surrounded on all sides.

He chose to retreat rapidly, letting himself sink deep into the mud wall, with the mud wall behind him and mud walls to his left, right, above, and below; only the front was open.

At the same time, the Poison Prohibition Pill in his third heavenly palace vibrated rapidly, and infinite poison erupted from within, spreading along Xu Qing's body and being concentrated in front of him.

Just as Xu Qing sank into the mud wall, the Burning Corpse roared again, red flames emanating from its entire body, transforming into a ghastly mouth made of flames, lunging fiercely toward Xu Qing.

Xu Qing did not dodge; with his back against the mud wall, he curled his whole body into a ball, like a hedgehog, blocking with all his might.

As the flames dispersed, the Burning Corpse's aura surged, and it rushed forward, leaving an afterimage, arriving in front of the mud wall in an instant, throwing another punch at Xu Qing.

Amidst the rumbling, Xu Qing's face turned pale, the mud wall behind him collapsed, and his body was pushed in by this great force, but the Burning Corpse also retreated, and in its eyes, besides madness, there was a hint of wariness for the first time.

Its right arm was currently rotting!

Furthermore, a red lightning bolt arrived in an instant as it retreated, piercing through its body, causing the Burning Corpse to roar. Large amounts of red lightning roamed within its body, and wherever it passed, its flesh and blood turned into crystals, emitting extreme cold.

And after that red lightning completed this strike, it flew rapidly back to the place where the mud wall collapsed, revealing the iron sign within, floating in front of Xu Qing.

At this moment, Xu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black color on his entire body was rapidly gathering at his brow, transforming into the shadow's eye.

The shadow's eye stared fixedly at the corpse.

Beneath the shadow's gaze was Xu Qing's calm face; coldness rose in his eyes as he stared at the corpse-burning, his fighting spirit intense.

He knew his physical body was not as good as the opponent's, his techniques were not as good, and his speed was not as good, but he first used the mud wall to lock the battle in the direction in front of him.

Making the opponent's attacks only possible here.

Of course, this was also because Xu Qing judged that this Burning Corpse did not have the intelligence of a cultivator, which was why he designed this fighting style.

In addition, his Poison Prohibition Pill was a trump card far exceeding his physical body, concentrated in front of him; the opponent would be poisoned as long as it attacked, and all he needed to do was hold on and wait for the opponent's poison to take effect.

For a moment, the deep pit was relatively quiet; the Burning Corpse stared fixedly at Xu Qing, its expression both irritable and wary, and the rot on its right hand was also spreading.

Finally, it roared, its irritability overcoming its wariness. Its body flickered, and its six-palace combat power erupted again, forming large amounts of flames. While submerging the area toward Xu Qing, it also rushed out itself, heading straight for the mud wall.

In an instant, rumbling echoed, the sound spread, and roars were mixed within.

A moment later, the Burning Corpse's figure retreated abruptly at an astonishing speed, hovering outside.

Its right arm had completely melted at this moment, and even its body had been spread with the poison prohibition, rotting extensively. Although its expression was still mad, the wariness was clearly stronger, and there was vaguely some terror within.

And on the mud wall in front of it, Xu Qing's seven orifices were bleeding, and blood was also spraying from his mouth. The purple crystal in his body operated rapidly to restore him, allowing him to persist longer.

And in front of him, thick poison permeated, corroding the surroundings while also emitting foreign matter.

Xu Qing did not pay attention to these; at this moment, he stared at the Burning Corpse, intense killing intent in his eyes.

But he still did not move; inside this mud wall, he raised his right hand and beckoned to the Burning Corpse.

"Come, continue."

The Burning Corpse was immediately irritable, emitting bursts of roars, but the hesitation and wariness in its expression remained intense.

Seeing this, Xu Qing pressed his hands against the mud wall beside him. As his body stood up, the poison prohibition force spread outward abruptly, striking an offensive pose.

He did not know why Zhang Siyun, despite having six-palace combat power, had been entangled with this Burning Corpse for so long, but he understood wild beasts and knew that wild beasts were most easily scared away at this time.

Especially wild beasts that acted based on instinct, this was even more so.

Therefore, rather than continuing to entangle, it was better to let the opponent leave on its own.

The fact was indeed so; almost the moment Xu Qing struck an offensive pose and the poison prohibition force spread out with a bang, the wariness in the Burning Corpse's eyes became even more intense, and its body retreated instinctively.

Finally, it let out a few roars and rushed upward, actually choosing to leave.

Xu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head to look upward, then lowered his head to gaze coldly at the bottom of the deep pit, the coldness in his eyes growing even thicker.

He knew Taisi Daozi was very strong, and he had previously analyzed that the opponent was related to the Red Moon, knowing the danger.

But if he left just like this, Xu Qing was not reconciled.

"This is the Eastern Wanggu Pillar, this is the Sword-Holding Court; if the opponent really has something bizarre and it erupts here, naturally someone will come to handle it. Although there is danger, but... if I don't even dare to go take a look and find an opportunity, I might as well go back to Nanhuangzhou!"

At this moment, the time limit for the assessment was nearing its end. Xu Qing's eyes revealed decisiveness; his body flickered and he headed straight for the bottom of the deep pit, unfolding his full speed along the way, galloping away.

On the way, he spread his own poison prohibition, permeating the surroundings; this was to drive away the Burning Corpse that might be following behind.

Just like this, in this continuous deepening, he saw paper money once again!

Sheets of paper money floated out from under the deep pit, flying and dancing in the surroundings.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he simply stuck to the mud wall, climbing downward cautiously.

Time passed, and soon there was only half an hour left before the assessment ended; most disciples chose to crush their jade slips and leave at this time.

There were not many cultivators remaining in the deep pit, and even fewer at this depth; only Xu Qing and Taisi Daozi remained.

As they went deeper, there was more spirit money here, the stench grew stronger, the chill and the strange substances grew colder, and the sound of the opera singing became increasingly clear.

Another stick of incense time passed, and Xu Qing, who was constantly sinking, suddenly paused his body.

He leaned against the mud wall without moving, his eyes narrowed, keeping himself in concealment, looking at the area hundreds of feet below.

He saw a strange building.

This was a wooden house.

A wooden house that was full of decay, as if it had experienced countless years and was currently rotting.

The shape of the wooden house was a pentagon.

Each corner had a gray iron chain connected to the mud wall in the distance.

Hanging under these five iron chains, the wooden house was suspended in mid-air.

Inside the wooden house, there was a faint red light emanating from an oil lamp by the window.

And following the wooden house's window and the rotting cracks above, one could see a female figure wearing a red opera costume inside the wooden house.

She sat by the window, extending a hand as white as jade, currently scattering paper money outward; those sheets of paper money were scattered outside, rolled by the cold aura, and floated upward.

Xu Qing saw those sheets of paper money, saw that hand, and also saw the oil lamp emanating red light inside the window.

The moment he saw the paper money, he knew the origin of the paper money he had seen along the way; the instant he saw that hand, his mind instinctively felt a strong sense of heart-palpitation.

But the moment he saw that oil lamp, all of this transformed into a strong vibration of his mind.

Because that oil lamp... was actually a Life Lamp!

And the sound of the opera singing also rose faintly from inside the wooden house at this moment, echoing in this secluded and dark deep pit.

"Wandering in this life, buried for the rest of time, who is waiting in the cycle of reincarnation..."

The voice was sorrowful and beautiful, carrying a feminine softness and icy coldness.

One did not know who it was singing for.

Perhaps it was Xu Qing, perhaps it was Taisi Daozi who was also here, or perhaps it was an unknown existence deeper in the deep pit.

Three chapters today~~ ===== CHAPTER 370 =====