34: Daughter of a Flood Dragon! Annihilate the Ghost Cultivator!
In the center of the Magic Formation, a slender figure was half-kneeling, her snow-white hair slowly drifting in the water. Her figure was graceful, her clothes were tattered, and faintly visible beneath them was skin like solidified fat.
It was a white-haired woman who looked human.
To be precise... it was a white-haired woman with two small deer antlers growing on her head!
Two golden chains pierced through her shoulder blades. The chains were stained with blood, constantly rubbing against the jade-like bones within her flesh as she moved.
A Formation Diagram lay beneath the white-haired woman's feet. She was located in the center of the diagram, and Essence Qi continuously flowed out of her body.
She was still alive.
But she was not the one who caused a sense of danger to rise in Xu Qing's heart.
Xu Qing suddenly lashed his tail, and terrifying power erupted underwater, causing a visible ripple to spread out.
Boom!
A muffled roar sounded.
A shadow in the darkness, like a phantom, quickly dodged; its speed was extremely fast.
Xu Qing turned around, and a light flashed in his golden eyes.
Not far behind him, a man covered in corpse spots and with his neck mostly broken was staring at Xu Qing with a pair of dead, lifeless eyes.
His entire body was saturated with sinister Ghost Qi; he was clearly not a living creature.
"A Ghost Cultivator?"
Xu Qing's gaze flickered as he scrutinized the fellow attempting to ambush him.
The opponent's strength was considerable, giving him a sense of pressure much greater than that from the corpses of the Monkey King and Chi Zhenzi.
"Two thousand years of Cultivation Level, daring to trespass into my Master's Magic Formation, you truly seek death!"
The voice came from the Ghost Cultivator's broken neck.
The voice was icy, and killing intent locked onto Xu Qing.
"Perfect. I am short of a Great Demon's Living Soul!"
As soon as the words fell.
Screams, mournful and venomous, rang out one after another.
Nearly a hundred Ghost Shadows appeared, wrapped in sinister Ghost Qi, pouncing on Xu Qing from all directions.
The woman in the Magic Formation heard the commotion, slightly raised her head, and her eyes immediately lit up when she saw Xu Qing.
But immediately after, noticing the Ghost Shadows, the light in her eyes dimmed again.
Long ago, the Ghost Cultivator had advanced to the Fifth Rank, possessing strength equivalent to a Great Demon with over three thousand years of Cultivation Level.
The Green Snake who intruded here only had two thousand years of Cultivation Level; the difference in strength was too vast.
Especially since the Ghost Cultivator's methods were malicious and sinister; ordinary cultivators were no match for him.
The woman lost hope and lowered her head again.
Xu Qing had been using his Spirit Eyes and could naturally discern the strength of the Ghost Creature.
However, once he saw the Ghost Cultivator's methods, that slight sense of danger immediately vanished.
He silently chanted a True Word Spell in his heart.
Just as the Ghost Shadows were about to pounce on him.
A speck of black light lit up in his golden vertical pupils.
A profound and mysterious power suddenly descended upon this deep underwater area.
In an instant.
Hundreds of Ghost Shadows became unable to move.
The Ghost Cultivator's body trembled, and black blood flowed out of the hideous wound in his neck.
It felt that it had lost control over the Ghost Shadows!
An inexplicable sense of panic surfaced in its heart.
Those Ghost Shadows were its Vital Objects, refined continuously over hundreds of years, making them critically important to it.
They were the main source of its combat power!
Large amounts of black blood flowed from its neck. It deployed a Secret Technique, attempting to manipulate the Ghost Shadows to continue their attack.
However.
Right at this moment.
Xu Qing opened his maw, and hundreds of soul-fixing needles wrapped in black mist suddenly appeared before the Ghost Shadows.
"soul-fixing needles! How do you possess such an object?!"
The Ghost Cultivator's face twisted, his corpse spots bunching up, and his lifeless, dead eyes were instantly filled with horror and shock!
Hearing the Ghost Cultivator's shriek, the woman in the Magic Formation lifted her head, and a glimmer of hope lit up in the depths of her beautiful eyes.
Immense panic appeared in the Ghost Cultivator's heart.
But it was too late.
The soul-fixing needles transformed into streaks of black light, instantly piercing through the hundreds of Ghost Shadows.
"Bang!"
Muffled sounds rang out continuously.
The Ghost Shadows, pierced by the soul-fixing needles, dissipated into Ghost Qi.
"Pfft!"
Black blood surged wildly from its neck, and the Ghost Cultivator's head nearly snapped off completely.
It turned around, intending to flee, but instead faced a pair of golden vertical pupils.
"Spare..."
Before it could finish speaking.
"Boom!"
Flames appeared in the water, and the scorching high temperature briefly burned out a vacuum space underwater.
The Ghost Cultivator was enveloped by the flames, screaming and struggling desperately.
soul-fixing needles immediately flew over, stabbing into his body and suppressing the Magical Power within him.
Pinned by the soul-fixing needles, the Ghost Cultivator's strength plummeted, making him even less able to resist the burning flames.
A moment later.
The screams abruptly ceased.
The Ghost Cultivator vanished, his Body Dead and Dao Extinguished.
He was originally a Ghost Creature's soul; now that he died, he was directly Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.
In fact, his strength was very high.
But Xu Qing's methods restrained him too much!
The Earthly Fiend Divine Ability, Soul Seizing, confined the Ghost Shadows, and with the aid of the soul-fixing needles belonging to an ancient Qi Refiner Mighty One, none of his methods could be effective!
If Xu Qing hadn't known the Soul Seizing Technique, or didn't have the soul-fixing needles, he wouldn't have been his opponent.
But, reality has no 'ifs'.
A Ghost Creature who had cultivated for many years thus perished miserably, his Body Dead and Dao Extinguished.
After Xu Qing confirmed the opponent was dead, he retracted his Divine Ability.
At the same time.
Strands of golden Karma light descended once more, blessing him.
Ghost Cultivators plunder Living Souls to refine Spells and Divine Abilities, interfering with the Six Paths of Reincarnation; killing them also yields a small amount of Karma.
After dealing with this matter.
Xu Qing turned around. He slowly passed through the intertwined chains and arrived in front of the Magic Formation.
The woman with the deer antlers on her head raised her face, revealing delicate and beautiful features.
She looked at Xu Qing with eyes full of excitement and spoke with difficulty: "Save... me!"
Xu Qing was not in a hurry to act. The other party's identity was unclear, so it was better to ask for clarification.
"Who are you? Where are you from? Why are you imprisoned here?"
Since it involved the Upper Three Ranks of the Demon Spirit Realm, caution was appropriate.
The woman with the pair of small deer antlers forced herself to calm down and answered Xu Qing's questions word by word.
After a good while.
Xu Qing figured out the identity of the woman before him.
The woman was named Bai Ling. She came from the Demon Spirit Realm. Her father was a Flood Dragon with tens of thousands of years of Cultivation Level, and her mother was a Carp Spirit.
Her Bloodline was impure, and she was disliked. One day while out for a stroll, she was captured by the Lord of the Purple Canopy Grotto-Heaven.
She was imprisoned here so that the Magic Formation could refine her Essence Qi of Bloodline and her soul, using the Flood Dragon's Dragon Soul to power the formation, converting Yin Qi and Evil Qi, and transmitting them to the Bronze Coffin to help Chi Zhenzi undergo Corpse Transformation.
"The reason I could hold on for so many years is because of a Strange Treasure my mother left me, which protects my soul. Otherwise, I would have turned into dry bones long ago."
Bai Ling was very weak; just explaining took a lot of effort.
Her original strength was considerable, possessing over six thousand years of Cultivation Level.
But years of imprisonment had caused her strength to plummet. Any Monkey Demon in the Flower and Fruit Forest could probably kill her now.
After Bai Ling finished speaking, seeing no reaction from Xu Qing, she quickly spoke up.
"If you can save me, I can give you an Immortal Cave in the Demon Spirit Realm. There are many good things inside!"
Xu Qing listened to these conditions, but was not moved.
The treasures contained within the Chi Zhenzi Token he held were worth more than a hundred Immortal Caves Bai Ling could offer.
In his view, the most valuable thing was not the treasure Bai Ling promised.
Thus, he shook his head.
A hint of despair rose in Bai Ling's eyes, and she continued: "If that's truly not enough, I will give you the Soul-Protecting Treasure my mother left me, as long as you save me."
"There's no need for such trouble. You can simply offer yourself to me."
Xu Qing said earnestly: "Repaying a life-saving favor by offering oneself—isn't that perfectly reasonable?"
"What!?"
Bai Ling was stunned by the words, and immediately, a blush appeared on her cheeks.