Chapter 1240: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 1240 — Twisted Spiral!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Baili Hong grinned, White Tiger killing intent exploding, his whole person like a white meteor, crashing straight into that bone-armored monster.

At the instant of contact, a saber strike cleaved onto the bone armor on its chest, emitting a deafening clang of metal on metal.

Instantly, cracks burst across the surface of the bone armor.

The terrifying impact force, even more, forced this monster to retreat repeatedly.

"Attack!"

Xu Zhangqing did not hesitate, directly withdrawing over ten zhang from beside the statue, while simultaneously activating the Creation Green Lotus in his Divine Kingdom, endless Creation Power surging into his four limbs and hundred bones.

Primal Fire gushed from his palm, transforming into a pillar of fire rushing straight at the monster's face.

"Roar—!"

The bone-armored monster let out a deep roar, the purple-black demonic fire around its body surging, colliding head-on with the Primal Fire.

The two forces deadlocked in mid-air for a breath, then the Primal Fire, bolstered by Creation Power, suppressed that demonic fire down.

Flames directly scorched the bone armor surface, emitting a "hiss-hiss" corrosion sound.

The bone-armored monster cried out in pain, retreating another step, but did not suffer fatal injury.

Luo Qinghan did not let this opportunity slip.

Cold Moon rose behind her, cold moonlight transforming into countless silver threads fine as hair, slipping into the gaps of the bone armor, forcibly tearing the monster's left forelimb clean off.

Primal Fire immediately burned up, charring that flesh black and foul.

Baili Hong killed out from the side, White Tiger killing intent condensing into a giant White Tiger phantom, heavily crashing into the bone-armored monster's flank.

Causing it not only to tilt, but also to be penetrated by sharp force, large cracks appearing on the surface bone armor, a portion even beginning to peel off.

Xu Zhangqing seized the chance to activate Five-Color Primal Light, a pillar of five-colored light striking straight into the bone-armored monster's armor cracks; once inside, the Primal Light rapidly differentiated into five different attribute forces, churning wildly throughout its body.

"Ha!"

The bone-armored monster let out a miserable shriek, purple-black demonic fire exploding fully in an instant, lighting the entire palace as bright as day.

But the three's coordination was seamless.

Baili Hong tanked its attacks head-on, Luo Qinghan's moonlight power continuously bored into armor gaps creating wounds, Xu Zhangqing relying on the Creation Green Lotus's endless replenishment, Primal Fire and Five-Color Primal Light taking turns striking, simply not giving it a chance to catch its breath.

The battle lasted less than an incense stick; the bone-armored monster was finally beaten until its demonic fire scattered, bone armor shattering piece by piece, the two clusters of dark green flame in its eyes gradually dimming.

Pfft!

At the last moment, Baili Hong chopped off its skull with one saber strike.

Bang!

The headless bone-armored monster, its massive body crashed heavily to the ground.

Its corpse rapidly weathered after losing demonic fire support, bone armor turning to powder, flesh turning to black smoke, finally leaving only a fist-sized purple-black crystal core on the spot, emitting a faint gloomy glow in the darkness.

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Demon God tier crystal core, can exchange for quite a lot back home."

Luo Qinghan tilted her chin toward Baili Hong, saying indifferently: "Yours."

"Many thanks, Elder Sister!"

Baili Hong did not stand on ceremony, laughing heartily as he scooped it up, then tossed it into his Storage Ring.

At this time, Xu Zhangqing walked again to that gray-black statue's front.

This time he did not probe further, but directly activated the Creation Green Lotus's power, striking a palm onto the statue's surface.

Pure Creation Power poured into the statue along the palm force; those seal patterns engraved on the surface began snapping one by one, each rupture emitting a faint explosive crack, like taut zither strings severed by a single blade.

When the last pattern shattered, the statue split open a crack from within, the crack extending from crown to base, then the entire statue bloomed outward like flower petals.

As expected, its interior was hollow.

Inside lay quietly a section of pitch-black finger bone.

This finger bone was about three inches long, entirely pitch-black, its surface flowing with a layer of extremely faint dark red patterns, as if some extremely ancient bloodline had been solidified upon it.

Different from the Ancient God of the Thunder Dao finger bone found earlier at the Cang Lei Ancient Clan, this finger bone's aura was far more ancient, and far more obscure.

As if its existence was specially meant to negate all surrounding laws.

Jin Buhuan narrowed his eyes, carefully observing for a good while, finally shaking his head with a helpless face: "Sorry, I can't recognize it."

Luo Qinghan walked to the side, lowered her head to glance at the finger bone, expression shifting slightly: "The power tainted on this is older and more chaotic than Ancient Gods.

Perhaps, Junior Brother Feng would recognize it?!"

"Fine, take it back and let him have a look."

Xu Zhangqing carefully put away the finger bone, then smiled lightly: "Elder Sister, we've only just started exploring and dug up a good thing.

Looks like our luck this time isn't bad!"

Luo Qinghan curved her mouth corners, smiling yet not smiling: "Indeed."

Baili Hong stepped forward and patted Xu Zhangqing's shoulder: "Lao Jiu, this time we're counting on you."

Besides Xu Zhangqing who possesses the Creation Green Lotus, the rest are all suppressed by the Eternal Night Ruins.

Don't look at one Mahayana Stage, one Unity Stage; in truth their current combat strength is reduced by about half.

Moreover, mana and resources must be used sparingly, to prevent accidents.

"Sure."

Xu Zhangqing nodded readily: "Anyway I have the Creation Green Lotus backing me, mana is plenty enough."

Along this journey, everyone has worked hard helping me seek Creation Dao opportunities; naturally it's time to properly repay everyone.

Luo Qinghan glanced at the two: "Enough, stop chatting.

Our current territory can at most count as the Outer Perimeter.

From This Moment, everyone acts in unison, no leaving the formation alone, no chasing enemies on your own, did everyone hear clearly?"

"Understood."

Everyone responded in unison.

Mo Li stood at Luo Qinghan's side, suddenly speaking: "The Dead Silence Power of the Eternal Night Ruins is not evenly distributed; it rises and falls like the Tide.

I just used the Shadow Law to sense, roughly thirty li to the northwest, there is an area where the Dead Silence Power is extremely thin, almost approaching the normal level of the Wai Jie.

In a place like this, either a treasure is suppressing it, or a monster is occupying it."

Luo Qinghan heard this and decided immediately: "Good, Changqing you take the vanguard.

Hundred Junior Brother guards the left, Mo Li guards the right, President Jin stays in the center.

Set out!"

The team swiftly adjusted formation, advancing toward the direction Mo Li pointed.

Thirty li of distance, in the Wai Jie would be but a finger-snap away.

But in the Eternal Night Ruins, it appeared quite arduous.

Every so often a wisp of black mist would surge up, the mist mixed with fragmented whispering sounds, as if countless people were whispering simultaneously from extremely far away.

Could not make out the content, yet it made one's back turn cold.

And the further forward one went, the more strange the surrounding scenery became.

The density of Palace remains was increasing, but the architectural style was completely different from the Outer Perimeter.

The Outer Perimeter's palaces were mostly square layouts, while the buildings here were a kind of twisted spiral Structure.

The stone pillars were not vertical, but coiled upward like twisted hemp rope.

The walls were carved full of dense concentric circles, and between the circles were mixed countless Spirit Patterns tiny to the point of being indistinguishable!