Chapter 553

"This thief has only been here for a few months, and he has already cultivated into a True God?"

Many miscellaneous thoughts flashed through Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu's mind, and he worriedly wondered, "Did he originally hide his cultivation and disguise himself as a loose cultivator, or did he have another opportunity and creation, making further progress in just a few months?"

Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu manipulated his spiritual sense, secretly pinched a Dharma seal, condensed a colorless letter talisman, and transmitted it back to the sect.

Ni Kun was enveloped in flowing clouds. Only to see the golden flowing clouds surging and rolling around him, turning into a nine-chapter crown of dragons, flowery insects, ancestral vessels, algae, fire, powder rice, axes, and patterns.

Wearing the divine robe and crown, he was not only infinitely majestic, but also gathered the magic power of the Flowing Cloud Great Array upon himself. Between his gestures, he was no longer the evil loose cultivator of the past, and his magic power was faintly even superior to Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu, who came from the Long-Lasting Sect.

Old Daoist Ma was dumbfounded, and could only find a trace of the Ni Kun of the past on that magnificent and upright divine face.

His heart felt as if it had been tightly gripped by a large hand, making him unable to catch his breath. It was really hard to imagine what kind of opportunity that pearl and mirror were to make Ni Kun have such a earth-shaking change.

At this time, Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu sacrificed his magic treasure. With a lift of his hand, six strands of mysterious light flew out, pulling out a fierce brilliance dozens of feet long. Between the interweaving of the magic treasures, they slashed towards Ni Kun.

The Long-Lasting Sect's reliance on the Dragon Palace really had considerable benefits. Just a Core Formation middle-ranker, who couldn't even be called a talented family member in the Central Lands, had a set of high-quality magic treasures.

These six strands of mysterious light were a set of flying ropes and flying hooks, which had the miraculous use of slashing like flying swords, but could also form a rope with the six flying hooks to trap the incoming enemy.

The six strands of mysterious light slashed on Ni Kun, but he saw that he did not dodge or evade. The magnificent robe and crown on his body were like flowing clouds, releasing cloud light, resisting these six strands of mysterious light. Immediately, the Flowing Cloud Great Array enveloping dozens of miles breathed in and out, swallowing the six flying hooks into the array.

The array turned again, and suppressed them.

Ni Kun raised his hand, and the hundreds of golden bats flew into his hand and turned into a golden ruyi. This ruyi was a treasure of fortune and virtue transformed by the influence of the Xuanhuang Yellow Ruyi in the hands of Qian Chen's Dharma body in the spirit pearl.

Just by smashing it down, a mysterious luck was carried upon it, making all the seals, magic power, and magic treasures beneath it lose their effectiveness. Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu had nowhere to block. Facing this ruyi containing the power of inevitable hit, all his means lost their effect, and he could only be hit on the shoulder by this golden ruyi, and half of his shoulder collapsed!

Fortunately, the ruyi was a supreme treasure of fortune and virtue. This blow was unavoidable, but it only injured and did not kill.

Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu endured the severe pain, waved his sleeve, and a cold light flashed in his sleeve. A featherless arrow light shot towards Ni Kun's chest, but it was easily suppressed again by the Nine-Chapter Divine Robe.

Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu had an unwilling face. Whether it was the six flying hooks or this featherless arrow that broke the Dharma, they were all mixed with malevolent qi and had the ability to break through the gang and malevolent qi, specifically countering the magic treasures of body-protecting spells and true gang. But in front of this Nine-Chapter Divine Robe condensed by the Flowing Cloud Great Array, it was as if it were nothing, making all his hundreds of means difficult to display again.

Ni Kun was in an invincible position just by relying on this Dharma robe.

"You evil god, aren't you afraid of my Long-Lasting elders?" Seeing clearly that he had been forced into a desperate situation, Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu still wanted to struggle.

But Ni Kun was just indifferent, not even willing to give him the time to say half a sentence. He continued to urge the changes of the Flowing Cloud Great Array. Countless golden bats swarmed up, surrounding Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu tightly. Immediately, he shook the long sleeves of his divine robe, only to see countless brilliance gathered by golden flowing clouds like belts, entangling Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu and taking him into his sleeve.

Then he shook his sleeve robe. Inside, the Flowing Cloud Great Array, hundreds of Fortune Gods exerted their strength together. Immediately, his flesh was eroded by the flowing clouds and Fortune Gods, his cultivation was transformed, his flesh instantly turned into flying ashes, and together with his soul, he flew into the Flowing Cloud Great Array, turned a few times, and turned into a golden bat half a person tall and flew out.

As this person's soul was refined, a powerful wish-power was instantly added to Ni Kun's divine body, and his cultivation increased by another layer.

But he had no joy, but instead let out a long sigh and looked towards the distant horizon, where a point of escape light seemed to be separated by ten thousand miles. Ni Kun's expression was relieved, and he turned his head to look at Old Daoist Ma.

He smiled and said, "You old man actually didn't die either!"

Old Daoist Ma bowed uprightly and said, "I have seen Fellow Daoist Ni Kun. I don't know how the Fellow Daoist intends to deal with this old man!"

Ni Kun just glanced at him and said, "Your physiognomy in the children's palace is not good, the lying silkworm is collapsed, the broken lines are drooping, clearly your only son has died, but in this kind of bad luck, there is still a glimmer of life, clearly your grandson is still alive. Looking at your life palace, the qi is green, and there are miscellaneous lines and scars. It must be that you used the substitute technique to escape with your life, lost your luck, and only then had this tribulation. Your grandson was held hostage, and you had no choice but to gamble once..."

"I now understand the path, knowing that I have committed too many sins in the first half of my life. Although I finally woke up and turned to the righteous path, I am already at the head of the tribulation, and it is difficult to escape!"

"The reinforcements from the Long-Lasting Sect have not arrived yet, you still have a chance!" Old Daoist Ma sighed and comforted him.

Ni Kun just shook his head: "Time, fate! The Divine Path lies in protection. I established my Dao foundation in the land of the Dragon Clan, and I am already beyond saving! Unless I abandon all my believers, give up the path of the Fortune God that I am rebuilding, and escape again! But cultivators of our generation must always insist on something? Since they worship me as a god, I don't want to abandon them!"

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly and said, "Since I have picked up the treasure vase, I have shackles on my body, and I am no longer the person who could escape whenever I wanted!"

"Fellow Daoist, why is this necessary?" Old Daoist Ma sighed with emotion.

"All the filth of the past was because I had no choice. Today, the senior who left the spirit pearl gave me a chance to choose. I am willing to die for the god, and I am not willing to live in the face of yesterday." Ni Kun's expression was calm, staring at the escape light cutting through the sky from afar, and said lightly.

Finally, he tapped lightly. Old Daoist Ma watched his finger tap on his own brow, feeling a warm current dispel the bad luck all over his body, and heard him say, "Since we are old friends, I will give you a little convenience at the end, let the Heavenly Official bestow fortune upon you, you should escape the tribulation and resolve the difficulties, and turn danger into auspiciousness. You don't have as many karmic entanglements as I do, so you should be able to keep one safe in this tribulation!"

Old Daoist Ma had just opened his mouth when he saw a light of flowing fire from afar arrive in front of him in an instant.

A vast voice echoed in the air: "A mere evil god, daring to kill my Long-Lasting sect members, today I will make your soul fly away and scatter, and your divine talisman will be driven by my Long-Lasting!"

Accompanied by a sharp shout, a violent aura pressed down, making the entire island tremble!

"Yin Spirit Venerable!"

Old Daoist Ma let out a wail in his heart, no longer daring to say that Ni Kun could escape!

That Yin Spirit Venerable condensed a true qi hand, reached out from the clouds, covering an acre, and grabbed towards Ni Kun. The golden flowing clouds of the Flowing Cloud Great Array were slapped by the big hand and began to tear.

Hundreds of golden bats surrounded Ni Kun, swarming towards the hand condensed by magic power.

The Flowing Cloud Great Array tried its best to maneuver and change, but was circled by five rounds of light. Immediately, the Yin Spirit Venerable cast a divine ability, the golden light turned into a rainbow, and actually tore the Flowing Cloud Great Array apart alive.

Old Daoist Ma watched helplessly as, after only a few rounds, Ni Kun had several cultivation methods broken and fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"You evil god actually have some skills, but your cultivation is not enough. After refining you, this body of divine abilities, and even your Divine Path foundation will all belong to this old man! Hahahaha!" The person who came laughed arrogantly.

A Divine Path foundation, even for a Yin Spirit Venerable, was an immeasurable treasure, and it was also the reason why he rushed here as soon as he received the news from Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu.

"Yin Spirit Venerable of the Long-Lasting Sect, Old Monster Zu Xuan!"

Under this prestige, Old Daoist Ma was just like an ant. Any spell that fell down could end his life. Perhaps Ni Kun's blessing really had the miraculous effect of elevating luck. He hid on the side and was actually not affected.

As that true qi hand pressed the golden flowing clouds, it got closer and closer to the ground.

The entire island trembled, and those mortal villagers fled in panic, trembling under the heavenly might of the Yin Spirit's move, almost on the verge of being destroyed at any moment.

At this time, Ni Kun, whose Flowing Cloud Great Array had shrunk to a point, finally let out a long sigh.

"The Three Officials master the Three Origins, Fortune, Salary, and Longevity grow and decline!"

The figure wearing the nine-chapter magnificent robe and enveloped in piercing divine light rose into the air, his whole body covered in golden flowing clouds, surrounded by a hundred bats, condensed somewhere in the void, as if chanting, as if calling the name of the divine ability, and as if responding to the stars and years in the sky, whispering and singing: "Upper Origin Year Star Eliminates Fortune Divine Light!"

Before this sound had fallen, there was another voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, indifferent and ruthless as if it were the Heavenly Dao, overlapping on this sound, as if rising at the same time and falling at the same time, but falling clearly into everyone's ears:

"Middle Origin Array Star Reduces Salary Divine Light!"

"Lower Origin South Pole Slashes Longevity Divine Light!"

These three low chants, as soon as they were spoken, actually condensed the three voices together, turning into an indifferent voice of the Supreme Forgetting Emotion, indistinguishable between male, female, old, and young.

It contained not a trace of emotion, just like the supreme impartiality of the Heavenly Dao, the ruthless change of the vast sea and stars!

This voice was distant and vast, as if falling from above the nine heavens and stars, and as if echoing from the void, as if containing the Heavenly Constitution, carrying immeasurable majesty.

In the spirit pearl, the Divine Path Dharma image condensed by Qian Chen, the East Splendor Great Bright Venerable, spoke leisurely: "Supreme Three Origins Department Life Slashing Dao Divine Light!"

The Bright Venerable slightly opened his eyes, evaporating all of Ni Kun's magic power. From those eyes that seemed to contain the light of the sun and moon and clearly see creation, a ray of light was cast on Old Monster Zu Xuan, who was enveloped in a huge pressure from the dark and stagnant in the air.

Even as a Yin Spirit Venerable, he still could not escape. This pressure was like the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, making this Yin Spirit like an ant.

At this moment, a ray of light from the stars in the sky fell, penetrating heaven and earth, and finally shone on Zu Xuan. This starlight and the gaze interacted and transformed, and finally a trace of the Dao rhyme of life and death reincarnation manifested.

Old Monster Zu Xuan was shocked to see three illusory bright lamps appearing on his two shoulders and the top of his head!

Old Monster Zu Xuan saw these three bright lamps, his pupils contracted, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, but he could only wail, "No!"

Old Daoist Ma in the distance was also sweating profusely, nervously glancing at his two shoulders, and only after seeing that his two shoulders were empty did he breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't even dare to turn his head, for fear that the wind brought by his turning would extinguish these two lamps.

But he couldn't help but be nervous. In the legends of this realm, these lamps were lit by the three fires of the human essence, qi, and spirit, symbolizing the three lamps of fortune, salary, and longevity of the life of a living being. They were also the manifestation of the life number carried by the heaven and earth souls, condensed by the essence, qi, and spirit of the life soul.

Although these three life lamps were different from the three fires of spirit, qi, and essence on the human body, they would not be extinguished by the wind brought by turning one's head...

Those who could extinguish or add oil to these lamps were all great divine abilities in the Divine Path.

"Upper Origin Year Star Eliminates Fortune Divine Light!"

Ni Kun, wearing divine brilliance, said every word indifferently, his voice echoing in the void around him.

Qian Chen's gaze was fixed on the lamp on top of Uncle-Xia Xia Shishu's head, only to see a piece of stars appearing in the starry sky above his head, seven stars and the dipper, the dipper handle pointing directly at the Fortune Lamp. A ray of starlight fell, acting like a flying knife, slashing away half of the lamp light.

Old Monster Zu Xuan only felt his whole body cold, as if he had been stared at by a huge terror. His spiritual sense seemed to be torn apart, and his eyes were suddenly enveloped in darkness. In a place he couldn't see, the luck spirit cloud on top of his head was suddenly slashed away by ninety percent, leaving only a trace of red qi that was there or not.

The dissipated luck spirit cloud slowly dispersed. Only after Old Monster Zu Xuan escaped from that awe-inspiring prestige did he feel countless filthy disasters and difficulties rolling towards him, and countless demonic thoughts grew in his spiritual sense.

Just by moving his magic power, it was out of control, suddenly erupting in his body, making him spit out a mouthful of blood. He actually went into demonic deviation just like that!

A meteor in the sky was affected by this divine ability that shook the starlight, deviated from its orbit, and smashed down on his head. But this person couldn't raise a trace of magic power, and could only watch helplessly.

The meteorite smashed Old Monster Zu into serious injury, throwing him into the mountain peak cave dwelling in the mist in the distance. It was just that the Yin Spirit old monster had a tenacious life and could still keep half a life, struggling to fly up.

"Middle Origin Array Star Reduces Salary Divine Light!"

In the spirit pearl, Qian Chen's Bright Venerable incarnation looked at the lamp on his left shoulder again.

The Purple Micro Star dropped a ray of starlight, slashing away half of the lamp light of his Salary Lamp again. The Yin Spirit in Old Monster Zu Xuan's dantian suddenly retreated and dispersed into a pill, actually retreating to the Core Formation realm.

The terrifying power of Middle Origin Reducing Salary, slashing people's cultivation, made Old Daoist Ma, who was watching clearly on the side, tremble all over.

With Old Monster Zu Xuan's longevity, after retreating to Core Formation, he turned into a decrepit old man, with wrinkles on his face almost drooping to his chest.

He looked desperately at his own aged hands, touching his withered white hair that began to fall off, and said desperately, "No, this is impossible. How can a mere small god perform such a great divine ability? This is an illusion, absolutely impossible!"

The humanity in Ni Kun's eyes had already been worn away to only a trace of faint light. He slowly turned his head to look at Old Daoist Ma, but it made Old Daoist Ma know the price of this great divine ability!

Slashing away fortune, luck, and heavenly salary cultivation required one's own equal fortune and longevity as the price. Therefore, Ni Kun did not launch the final killing move first, because he was worried about his own longevity, which could not exhaust Old Monster Zu Xuan's Yin Spirit longevity.

Ancient method cultivators were already longer-lived than Nascent Soul, but now that Old Monster Zu Xuan had lost all his fortune and his realm had retreated, he could... perish together!

"Lower Origin South Pole Slashes Longevity Divine Light!"

The South Dipper stars in the sky manifested, dropping the final ray of starlight, which fell on Old Monster Zu Xuan's right shoulder, making him let out a wail that did not seem to come from a human mouth.

The decrepit Old Monster Zu's whole body began to shrink, his skin completely slackened, his hair drifted away strand by strand, and his ten-foot-tall body shrank to six feet, and an aura of decay completely enveloped him.

The old monster suddenly laughed wildly, his laughter full of misery and unwillingness, making people's scalps numb.

"Price, so what if you killed this old man? The price you paid has already exhausted everything. In the end, I dragged you into the water!"

In the wild laughter, Zu Xuan was slashed of all his longevity and turned into a pool of withered bones.

In the spirit pearl, Qian Chen's Divine Path Dharma body behind him slowly closed his eyes. The sound of the three great divine lights performed by Ni Kun with all his might echoed behind him, and finally merged into one sound. Qian Chen also spoke leisurely: "Supreme Three Origins Department Life Slashing Dao Divine Light!"

Among the three great Core Formations, the Supreme Dao Venerable Pill, which had not yet conceived a great divine ability, finally succeeded in gestation.

As a pill condensed from the Supreme Dao, the reason why this pill was slow to conceive a divine ability was because this divine ability was not purely Immortal Path, but involved the Divine Path.

Therefore, it was not until Qian Chen began to cultivate the Divine Path Dharma body that he saw success. Just at the moment when fortune and virtue condensed, Qian Chen's true body realized this great divine ability, and borrowed the hand of the Divine Path incarnation, using Ni Kun as a carrier to perform it.

This divine ability can eliminate fortune, reduce salary, and slash longevity, and can also add oil to life, add luck to the body, and elevate cultivation...

It is called—Supreme Department Life!

The divine body transformed by Ni Kun began to dissipate, his life turned into Dao, returning to the stars. His eyes were already ruthless and desireless, as if they were a part of the Great Dao. Finally, he looked at the mortal believers kowtowing to him below, looked at his old acquaintance Old Daoist Ma, and revealed the last stiff smile, then turned into Dao and went away, his soul drifting into the void.

Only when the last trace of true spirit flew away was it intercepted by Qian Chen and sent into the white bat in his hand.

"You actually had this realization, so what if I fulfill you? This will help you!"

Feng Xianzi in the silver mirror finally revealed a relieved smile...