Chapter 733: Extra Chapter 2: Natal Ghost Artifact

This is……Seven-Leaf Blood Spirit Lingzhi?

It devoured those hundred spirit medicine gu as soon as it appeared; when did such a terrifying thing grow in the Nine Abyss Deep Abyss?

In the moment I was stunned, the blood spirit lingzhi suddenly split open from the middle, its leaf edges flipping outward like flesh cleaved by a blade; the next instant, bloody sharp teeth sprouted from that bloody mess, densely covering the entire blood spirit lingzhi.

As the blood spirit lingzhi rolled, a large sheet of blood mist rose, blurring my vision.

I instinctively steadied my soul, staring fixedly at that blood mist, my mind filled with the image of the seven-leaf blood spirit lingzhi.

Xiao Jiu said, as long as Zhan Jiaoe isn't completely insane, she shouldn't touch my true body; but this seven-leaf blood spirit lingzhi before me is likely the bloody monster refined from my true body under her control!

It seems Zhan Jiaoe has indeed been driven to a dead end.

Even she herself cannot escape the demon's grasp.

In the midst of my thoughts, the blood mist was only about ten centimeters below my feet.

A Cheng refined me to counter the hundred spirit medicine gu; he didn't anticipate that I would face 'another me'.

Clearly, 'another me' is far stronger.

Should I retreat and inform those above about the true situation down here?

Or should I disregard everything and advance against the difficulty?

No, Fu Wan, you cannot retreat.

You cannot lose either.

You are the first line of defense; if you retreat or lose, the sacrifices above will only increase!

I closed my eyes, trying to mobilize those medicine spirit tentacles within my body; they now parasitize my soul body and should fight alongside me.

I exist, so they can exist; if I vanish into nothing, not a single one of them will survive.

Unfortunately, my first attempt to mobilize them had no effect.

No medicine spirit tentacles appeared.

They were afraid.

But at this moment, the blood mist below had already touched my feet; in an instant, it licked into my soul like a serpent's tongue.

I watched my originally transparent feet gradually turn blood-red, climbing upward at an astonishing speed.

What's worse, I discovered that the blood-reddened part of my soul could not move.

As the blood rose higher, the mist below did not thin but grew ever thicker.

Faintly, I seemed to see something pallid white trying to show through that blood……those sharp teeth!

Countless teeth whispered, advancing toward me.

I could only try again to activate the medicine spirit tentacles in my body; I could sense their presence, but also their fear.

It seemed useless to rely on them; those teeth had fully emerged from the blood mist, about to bite my immobile feet, so I could only exert all my ghost power.

With this mobilization, I realized my soul body was somewhat off.

As the ghost power was mobilized, a surge of Yin Cold Qi burst forth from my lower abdomen.

I furrowed my brows.

At that moment, both of my legs had completely turned blood-red.

Yet the incessantly rising blood color halted abruptly upon reaching my lower abdomen.

As that Yin Cold Qi spread outward from my lower abdomen throughout my soul body, the blood mist constricting me actually retreated downward at a visible-to-the-naked-eye speed.

As the blood mist withdrew from my soul body, it dispersed outward and gradually faded.

The teeth viciously stabbed into my feet, the flipped leaf edges wrapping around my feet……the next moment, the edges of the blood spirit lingzhi also froze.

With a bang, a powerful surge of Yin Cold Qi erupted from my soul body, forcibly driving those teeth back.

Accompanying the retreat of the blood spirit lingzhi's teeth, I heard a woman's shrill howl.

It was familiar, like a nightmare woman's howl!

That was Zhan Jiaoe's voice; I would not mistake it.

But that sound just now clearly burst from between the teeth……thus, as I had thought, what was truly refined was not my true body, but Zhan Jiaoe, this lifetime-accumulated evildoer!

But she has already been refined to this extent; what force just now drove her back?

I reached out and touched my lower abdomen, feeling only a patch of Yin Cold.

That sensation was actually somewhat solid.

Such a sensation should not appear in my soul body……what is it?

I pressed my hand toward my lower abdomen, sinking bit by bit into my soul body.

With my movement, that Yin Cold Qi continually gathered toward my hand.

The next instant, my eyes widened——that Yin Cold Qi condensed into a solid entity in my hand……it was a Coffin Nail!

Good heavens, it is the Coffin Nail that Zhao Zixun gave to the Dang Pu; during A Cheng's refinement of me, after the main body was corroded, the yin evil qi gathered within it was actually purified by A Cheng, merged into my soul body, becoming my……natal magic artifact?

No, more accurately, it should be called my natal ghost artifact.

This is something I never dared to imagine.

I actually ended up possessing such a powerful natal ghost artifact by a twist of fate.

Does A Cheng know?

I think he does.

He might not have anticipated that Zhan Jiaoe would be refined, but he left a backup.

He foresaw that I might face an opponent stronger than the hundred spirit medicine gu, so he refined the Coffin Nail and bestowed it upon me.

At this moment, I again felt the strong cooperative power of a group.

When you are most confused and weakest, they are your strongest backing.

No matter when, the feeling that someone always has your back is fantastic!

I did not loosen that Coffin Nail; instead, I gripped it tightly in my hand.

I lowered my body and locked eyes with the blood lingzhi covered in sharp teeth.

Though I was facing a sharp‑toothed monster, I somehow pieced together a ferocious woman's face from the gaps between those teeth.

Yes, it was undoubtedly Zhan Jiaoe.

With one hand holding the Coffin Nail and the other forming a seal, I once again stirred my ghostly power and charged toward the blood lingzhi.

At the moment I confronted the blood lingzhi, hundreds of medicinal‑spirit tendrils shot out from my Soul Body, all wrapping themselves around the blood lingzhi.

I almost wanted to laugh.

These medicinal‑spirit tendrils are really snobbish.

When I had not yet discovered or mastered my natal ghost artifact, they all hid like turtles withdrawing into their shells.

As soon as I took hold of my natal ghost artifact, they each rushed to the front.

In the blink of an eye, the blood lingzhi was tightly wrapped.

The sharp teeth frenziedly whispered and gnawed; some tendrils, after releasing a waft of medicinal fragrance, vanished completely, while others pierced the teeth, and the teeth spewed a puff of blood mist before disappearing.

And I, amidst this melee, shouted loudly: "Zhan Jiaoe, give me your life!"

The Coffin Nail viciously stabbed toward the blood lingzhi.

When the shrill woman's cry rang out again, the blood lingzhi's sharp teeth all retracted, and two figures darted out from within it…