Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Ji Chu is his
Before Ji Chu could say anything, he suddenly felt his limbs become lighter, as if he was being slowly lifted up by the water.
She looked up in confusion.
The entire temple was filled with dark red mist, which gathered towards the blood pool.
The water surface shook slightly, pushing the corpse inside back and forth.
Ji Chu: "The water level seems to be rising!"
Zhongli Bai was stunned: "What?"
The next moment, a huge vortex suddenly appeared between the two of them.
Ji Chu and Zhong Libai, who were originally floating together, were first pushed to the sides by the impact of the vortex. Then, as the vortex turned half a circle in the blood pool, they drifted uncontrollably towards the center of the vortex.
Blood splattered all over Ji Chu's face.
She couldn't see clearly for a moment, so she squinted her eyes and summoned the Xunzhen Sword, stabbing it heavily into the bottom of the blood pool, barely controlling her body.
A huge whirlpool surged up and down, pulling the things soaking in the blood pool downward into the depths.
First came the leg bones and the skull, and then a tall and thin human figure floated by.
Without thinking, Ji Chu reached out and grabbed the man's collar just before he was sucked into the whirlpool, saving him from drowning.
Although Zhongli Bai survived the ordeal, he was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe.
“Thank you, thank you…”
He was floating among a group of skeletons, clutching his four-dimensional compass tightly with both hands, his face pale.
The thing under the vortex was like a glutton, swallowing everything it saw. Even his compass was almost destroyed.
Fortunately, Ji Chu was quick-witted, otherwise he and Luo Pan would have died here...
Zhongli Bai glanced at the vortex in front of him that was still sucking things in, and felt a sense of sympathy.
At the same time, a steady stream of black and red mist drifted in from outside the temple. Ghostly and demonic energy mixed together, passing over Ji Chu and the other person, and gathered directly into the surging pool of blood on the surface of the water.
The water level in the blood pool continued to rise, and Ji Chu could no longer stand. His whole body floated on the water, bobbing up and down as if his head was heavy.
The suction of the vortex became stronger and stronger, and she gradually became powerless. She had to pull Zhongli Bai with her, and the two of them barely maintained their balance by relying on the Xunzhen Sword.
This can't go on.
Ji Chu looked around, trying to find something to leverage on.
Zhongli Bai's clothes finally couldn't hold on any longer, and with a "swish" sound, a huge hole appeared at the collar.
He screamed "Ah" and moved forward a few inches uncontrollably.
Ji Chu was startled, and thousands of puppet shadows suddenly emerged from her fingertips, binding Zhongli Bai's arms and shoulders in time.
Because of this action, the spiritual power in her body was immediately suppressed. The Xunzhen Sword made a harsh friction sound at the bottom of the blood pool, and the two of them floated towards the whirlpool at the same time.
Zhongli Bai screamed again, and it was hard to tell whether it was because he almost died or because of the puppet strings tied to him.
He turned his head tremblingly and looked at Ji Chu:
"How did you..."
Ji Chu's face was covered in blood, leaving only a pair of eyes that were still big, round, and bright. He looked like a cruel killer who would chop Ji Chu into pieces if he disagreed with him.
"How am I?"
Zhongli Bai was startled by her, and changed the subject, hurriedly explaining:
"No, no, no, I don't think witchcraft is wrong... As for magic, anything that can save people is a good thing... right, Ji Chu?"
Ji Chu had no expression on his face:
"oh."
Zhongli Bai swallowed his saliva, fearing that if he said something wrong, Ji Chu would let go and let him go to the whirlpool to sober up.
However, Ji Chu said:
"Actually, I don't know either. In my previous life, I just thought, since I can't practice swordsmanship anymore, I might as well just practice whatever I can... Becoming an evil cultivator doesn't matter, since it's already like this..."
Zhongli Bai wiped the blood off his face:
"But you weren't an evil cultivator in the end, were you? Your aura was pure, your heart was good, and you were a good cultivator who could fight against the Divine Bones and the Demon King. How did you manage to maintain your resolve and not be disturbed by evil magic?"
Ji Chu was speechless and couldn't help rolling his eyes:
"Because I just learned Thousand Silk Puppet Shadow and my senior brother found out, he scolded me. I've never used it at all!"
"So that's how it is..."
Zhongli Bai smiled awkwardly, then quickly regained his spirits and said solemnly:
"But I think it's pretty good. No matter what kind of witchcraft or spell it is, as long as it can save people, it's a good thing!"
"The same applies—"
Ji Chu continued: "Who cares if they are immortals or gods? As long as they harm people, they are the devil!"
Zhongli Bai gave a thumbs up: "That's right! Ji Chu, you got it!"
Ji Chu felt better.
She glanced at the vortex inadvertently, and suddenly saw something, and her gaze paused.
"What's down there?"
She took the initiative to move forward a little, wanting to see more clearly.
Zhongli Bai, who was being pulled by her, also floated forward.
A scream got caught in his throat, and he suddenly saw the thing in the center of the vortex.
Why does it look like an eye?
Zhongli Bai was stunned and instantly forgot that he was still afraid. He picked up something hard from his side and tentatively poked it towards the center of the vortex.
Ji Chu hesitated to speak.
Zhongli Bai poked for a long time, but nothing happened.
He speculated:
"It looks pretty close, but I can't touch it. It must be some kind of teleportation array or something, projecting the scene from the other side."
As he spoke, he glanced at what he was holding in his hand, and his face suddenly froze.
The next moment, a shrill scream broke out.
Zhongli Bai threw the human leg bone in his hand into the whirlpool, and began to flap it left and right while shouting loudly.
Ji Chu tried hard to pull him with the puppet strings:
"Are you okay?"
Zhongli Bai finally calmed down, wanting to cry but unable to:
"I'm... fine..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whirlpool in front of the two of them suddenly began to twist and deform, and a huge column of water burst out from it, the tip of which gradually took the shape of five fingers, pressing down towards them suddenly like a mountain pressing down on their heads.
Ji Chu was startled and pulled Zhongli Bai away to avoid the attack.
"here we go again……"
She pulled out the Xunzhen Sword that was stuck on the ground, filled it with spiritual power, and took advantage of the opportunity of being sucked into the whirlpool to chop at the base of the giant claw.
The blood was cut off for a moment, and at the same time the giant claws reunited in mid-air, Zhongli Bai grabbed Ji Chu in time.
He didn't care about being afraid, and paddled desperately towards the outside with a skeleton in his arms:
"Don't be afraid, Ji Chu. I'll pull you out right away."
As he said this, he couldn't even dodge the giant claws' attack and couldn't pull Ji Chu out at all.
"I have an idea."
Ji Chu said:
"The golden eyes are related to the Last God, and the things in the blood pool are mostly grievances collected from the ghosts of the City of the Dead."
Zhongli Bai became excited after hearing her analysis, and said while paddling:
"You mean this might be related to Venerable Asanga?"
He pondered it carefully, and the more he pondered, the more excited he became:
"That makes sense, it makes perfect sense! If Venerable Asanga wants to lead people into demonic possession, he must be taking advantage of the resentment here..."
"And the Last God, a being without substance, relying on telekinesis to exist, something so ethereal and insubstantial, needs strong emotions the most! The resentment of the souls of the unjustly dead... it's truly vicious!"
"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Instead of being smashed to pieces, it's better to take the initiative!"
He glanced at the vortex, then at Ji Chu:
"Let's go! There's a barrier in the Yunchuan Ancient Domain, and ordinary people can't get in. But with this teleportation array, maybe we can go in directly! Stop the Venerable Wuzhu and the Last God!"
Ji Chu was a little hesitant:
"But……"
The senior brother told her not to run around and wait for him to come.
She took out the sound transmission jade and wanted to try to contact her senior brother.
But the giant claws slapped around and suddenly slapped next to her. The splashing water immediately pushed her a long way towards the center of the whirlpool. She didn't hold the sound transmission jade firmly and it flew out.
"No buts!"
Zhongli Bai turned around, grabbed her arm, and when the giant claw came down again, he took the initiative to swim forward, and sank down with Ji Chu along with the suction of the whirlpool.
There was no trace of fear in his eyes as he looked at the vortex, only a desire for victory:
"It's a great blessing to have found a way out of a desperate situation! Ji Chu, this time it must be right!"
The giant claws just brushed past the two men as they landed, splashing countless water.
never mind……
Seeing this, Ji Chu also turned around, using the remaining spiritual power to protect herself and Zhongli Bai, while letting the water carry her downwards.
She looked at the golden eyes that were getting closer and closer, her expression solemn and silent.
The next moment——
With a "crash" sound.
The water rushed down and completely submerged Ji Chu and the other person in an instant.
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Meng Yuci stood in the center of the City of the Dead.
This place has been completely covered by demonic energy, and blood spurted out from the temple, dyeing it into a scarlet sea.
The souls of the unjustly dead that originally stayed here only needed to wait for reincarnation, but now they have all become nourishment for the evil spirit.
The resentment of those who died unjustly—what could be stronger and more satisfying to God than this?
The only conscious hag had lost her human form, with irregular torsos sprouting from all over her body, making her look like a grotesque hedgehog.
Meng Yuci didn't know why he thought so.
Perhaps influenced by Ji Chu, whenever he looked at everything in this world, he couldn't help but try to guess what she was thinking.
Ji Chu...
Thinking of Ji Chu, his eyes grew colder by the second.
The temple has been destroyed by the surging blood. The evil spirit has turned into claws, emerging from the blood, and is capturing all living things.
The unfortunate bird fell into it and was instantly reduced to ashes, and the little bit of dying energy that was still left in it was also completely absorbed.
The witch looked towards the temple and murmured a prayer:
"I now offer my purest soul as a sacrifice, begging the Last God to descend upon the world, to save this turbid land, and to convert the false souls."
Then it was completely devoured by the evil spirit, turning into a stream of countless grievances, gathering into the endless blood, and was all devoured by the golden eye in the middle.
Teleportation array.
Meng Yuci slowly narrowed his eyes.
Frost spread outward from around him, freezing the entire City of the Dead in an instant.
Sword energy surged in all directions, flashing like a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, it had searched the entire city of the Dead, and the remaining demonic energy was swept away.
But there was no Ji Chu.
His frosty, snow-white face was reflected on the ice, and his dark eyes were fixed on the cracked sound transmission jade in his hand.
——Ji Chu’s sound transmission jade.
Kong Yu Fuhua didn't respond, she must still be alive.
If you are not in the City of the Dead, then you can follow the teleportation array to the ancient domain of Yunchuan.
Meng Yuci slowly tightened his five fingers, and the edge of the sound transmission jade was slightly deformed by his strong pinch.
He did not deliberately suppress his cultivation when he attacked just now. A golden light flashed in the depths of his sea of consciousness, and thunderclouds gathered above his head again, which was a sign of an upgrade.
But he acted as if he hadn't noticed and drew the teleportation talisman with an expressionless face.
At this moment, he felt his mind was extremely clear.
He could tolerate the Last God and Asanga scheming against him and torturing him, but Ji Chu could not.
Ji Chu is his!
She had his empty feathers and floating flowers on her body, no matter how these flowers appeared, no matter how Ji Chu looked at him - he didn't care at all.
It was he who helped her repair her meridians, it was he who personally taught her how to use a sword, it was he who chose her first, she was the only one he cared about, and no one could take her away from him!
The teleportation talisman landed.
Meng Yuci paused and realized that there was some blood on his fingertips.
——It was actually scratched by the edge of the sound transmission jade.
He stared at the cinnabar-like red mark for a long time, until his eyes began to hurt, then he slowly withdrew his hand with an expressionless face.
The Shaowei Sword hummed incessantly, revealing its murderous intent.
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