Chapter 467: Restrictions Restored

"Shoo—"

The bloodline chains pierced through the crack in the boundary wall, pulling Hua Changxi back into the Ghost Fire Well.

"Bang!"

Hua Changxi's entire body smashed onto the ground like a rag doll, splashing up a cloud of dust. Her spiritual power was almost exhausted, lightning and fire intertwined around her body, and her breath was weak to the extreme.

Almost at the same instant—

"Crack!"

The nine bloodline chains born from the well, under the impact of the residual power of the Heavenly Punishment, actually began to snap inch by inch, finally transforming into dots of blood light and dissipating into the air.

To this, Hua Changxi was already unable to pay attention. At this moment, her consciousness was already blurry, and she was supported entirely by her last bit of obsession, which was why she hadn't fallen unconscious.

She used her last bit of strength to summon the Zhu Que bone from the Shennong Cauldron.

"Hum—"

The moment the Zhu Que bone appeared, it emitted a scorching red light, the entire bone like a piece of charcoal that had been ignited, its whole body scarlet red.

At the same time, in the center of the Zhu Que Prison-Suppressing Formation, runes lit up where the Zhu Que bone had originally been placed.

Those runes were like ancient existences that had been asleep for a long time, now awakened by the Zhu Que bone, emitting a low hum. Streams of scarlet-red light shot out from the eye of the formation, weaving into a net in the air, seemingly calling for the Zhu Que bone to return to its position.

"Shoo—"

Feeling the summons, the Zhu Que bone transformed into a red light and flew toward the eye of the formation.

"Boom!"

The moment the Zhu Que bone fell into the eye of the formation, the entire Zhu Que Prison-Suppressing Formation was instantly lit up.

Above the formation, a Zhu Que totem quickly condensed and took shape.

The totem was interwoven with countless runes, every feather clearly visible, and every pattern containing ancient and powerful strength.

With the condensation of the Zhu Que totem, the Zhu Que Prison-Suppressing Formation began to operate.

Scarlet-red light spread from the eye of the formation to the surroundings, like blood vessels covering the entire bottom of the well. Wherever each stream of light flowed, the originally dim runes lit up again, emitting a scorching aura.

With the re-lighting of the ancient runes, a transparent light shield was formed.

On the light shield, Zhu Que patterns appeared and disappeared, emitting a pressure that made one's heart tremble.

At the eye of the formation, the Zhu Que bone was steadily embedded, merging with the formation.

The scorching flames on the bone surface and the runes of the formation echoed each other, forming a wonderful resonance. Every time they resonated, a stream of flame light would sweep across the formation surface, directly incinerating the ghost energy and ghost fire that tried to penetrate.

The restriction of the Ghost Fire Well was completely restored!

With the restriction restarted, Hua Changxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense nerves relaxed slightly, but what followed was overwhelming exhaustion and severe pain.

She lay on the ground, her chest rising and falling violently, every breath feeling like she was swallowing burning charcoal, scorching her lungs.

Looking at the hundreds of Zhu Que soldiers sitting cross-legged around the formation, Hua Changxi gritted her teeth and forcefully mobilized the remaining spiritual power in her body.

Unfortunately, the meridians were already empty, and the operation of spiritual power brought only tearing pain.

Hua Changxi used her last breath to control the Ghost Fire Token, taking the hundreds of Zhu Que soldiers with her, and together they left the bottom of the Ghost Fire Well.

"Bang bang bang—"

Around the mouth of the Ghost Fire Well, muffled sounds rang out one after another.

Hundreds of Zhu Que soldiers flew out of the well like dumplings, falling heavily to the ground.

The last one to smash onto the ground was Hua Changxi. At this moment, her breathing was weak, and she was on the verge of death, as if she would fall into a coma the next second.

However, in her blurry vision, she did not see Jing Sheng sitting cross-legged above the Ghost Fire Well.

Hua Changxi turned her head with difficulty, and finally, on the east side of the Ghost Fire Well, she saw Jing Sheng lying on the ground, eyes closed and unconscious.

At this moment, the nine bloodline chains that had pierced through Jing Sheng's body had disappeared, leaving only nine shocking blood holes, his life or death unknown.

Hua Changxi's dim eyes flickered. The next moment, she sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood, and immediately after, the mouth of the Ghost Fire Well shook, dust flying.

The next moment, Fang Zhuyue, Song Weimin, and their group, whom Hua Changxi had taken into the Sumeru Bead, as well as countless Zhu Rong stones, countless fire-type spiritual marrow stones, and countless healing spiritual fruits and plants, piled up all around.

Even the luminous cup containing the Soul River water was taken out by her.

In an instant, fire spiritual power and soul power filled the bottom of the nine-story prison tower.

After doing all this, Hua Changxi could no longer hold on, closed her eyes, and fell completely into a coma.

"This is..."

"We left the Ghost Realm and returned to the Ghost Fire Well?"

Compared to the hundreds of Zhu Que soldiers who had sacrificed themselves to maintain the Zhu Que Prison-Suppressing Formation, the situation of Fang Zhuyue, Song Weimin, and their group was slightly better. At least at this moment, the consciousness of some of them was still clear.

"Hall Master!"

Seeing Hua Changxi lying unconscious not far away, Fang Zhuyue was very anxious.

Song Weimin looked at the healing resources around him and understood Hua Changxi's intention, hurriedly comforting her: "Commander Fang, let's heal our wounds first. Only in this way can we help your Hall Master."

At the same time, the shadow of the nine-story prison tower above Nanxiang County had already dissipated, and the sky had returned to a clear blue, but the oppressive aura in the air had not completely dissipated. Everyone in Nanxiang County still felt lingering fear.

Above the Xuanyuan Mansion, the five Xuanyuan generals no longer knew what expression to make.

Just now, they had received news from the Nine Netherworlds—the Lingguang Hall Master had broken into the Ghost Realm forbidden grounds, had a life-and-death battle with the Ghost King, and during the battle, because she used Karma Fire to burn the Ghost Infant River, she had attracted Heavenly Punishment.

"Will the Lingguang Hall Master be okay?"

Qin Feng's tone was very uncertain. Those who could survive heavenly condemnation were few and far between.

Lu Zhenting's expression was still calm: "She should not be dead yet, otherwise, the vision of the Zhu Que Army's Military Prison would not have passed so quickly."

"Hum—"

The Yiniantong vibrated. Lu Zhenting picked it up and found it was a message from Wei Zhenjie—the Xuanyuan Mansion's Preaching Hall should be opened sooner!

Looking at this message, Lu Zhenting also sighed.

Who could have imagined that the Lingguang Hall Master's common sense of cultivation would be so lacking, running to the source of the Ghost Clan to set off Karma Fire!

At the same time, various forces also received news that "the Lingguang Hall Master broke into the Ghost Clan forbidden grounds, fought the Ghost King, and burned the Ghost Infant River."

"I have to say, the Lingguang Hall Master is truly a fierce person!"

In the forbidden grounds of the Imperial Palace, the Retired Emperor and the Emperor looked at each other in silence. The Ghost Fire Well in Nanxiang City was completely out of reach for the Imperial Family.

After a silence, the Emperor spoke: "The Lingguang Hall Master most likely knows everything Thirteen did in the Ghost Fire Well. In this way, she will probably be hostile to the Imperial Family. It is better to withdraw all our deployments in Nanxiang County."

The Retired Emperor's face was full of unwillingness: "I really hope she died under the Heavenly Punishment!"

Ghost Fire Well.

After absorbing the soul power and spiritual energy wafting in the air, Song Weimin was the first to regain his ability to move. Once he could move, he began to take the healing pills scattered around and give them to everyone to take.

After Gongshu Xingyan took a fourth-grade healing pill, his injuries were brought under control. Looking at the busy Song Weimin, he was very puzzled: "Your cultivation is clearly not high, how come your injuries are the lightest?"

Song Weimin himself was also very strange: "I don't know."

Gongshu Xingyan narrowed his eyes: "Your luck is also much better than ordinary people." In the Ghost Clan prison, several times he felt that Song Weimin might die, but every time he was able to turn danger into safety.

Seeing Song Weimin looking at Hua Changxi from time to time, Gongshu Xingyan asked in surprise: "Why, do you know the Lingguang Hall Master?"

Song Weimin's expression was a bit complex: "I have met her a few times, I really didn't expect..." A little girl with no background would actually be the Lingguang Hall Master! ===== CHAPTER 468 =====