Du Gong's cultivation has reached the foundation-building stage, and he is a true cultivator in the early stage of the foundation-building stage. Although his body has been riddled with holes by the impact of the nine extremely yin and evil materials, if he exercises his cultivation, he can force those materials out.
Then he healed himself, and with the powerful recovery ability of the foundation-building spiritual power, there was still a possibility of survival.
but.
At this moment, Du Gong was exhausted both physically and mentally. His secret method collapsed on its own, and he felt heavy and tired in his heart. More importantly, Jiuxing Lian'er was still under Xue Kong's control.
He believed that with Xue Kong's ruthless and meticulous personality, even if he had a chance to save Jiuxing Lian'er with his foundation-building cultivation, the chances would definitely be slim.
Most likely, only once.
It would be fine if he succeeded this time, but if he failed, Jiuxing Lian'er would surely die.
"I dare not bet." Du Gong sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt a sense of aging in his heart. "Thinking back to when I roamed the world, killing countless people, regardless of whether they were old, weak, women or children, I never hesitated for a second."
"Now, he has ended up being hesitant and cautious."
"Although Xue Kong is a cunning and insidious villain, he is right in one thing: emotions... are indeed the chains of life. They make it difficult for me to move forward."
"But I don't regret it."
Poison Lord took a last look at Jiuxing Lian'er lying on the mud, his eyes filled with deep love and reluctance, and then he slowly closed his eyes.
He could feel that as the seals Xue Kong continued to make were absorbed into his body, his cultivation slowly became difficult to operate again, his body became hard, and he could no longer control himself.
He didn't know whether Xue Kong would keep his promise and let Jiuxing Lian'er go.
But he had no choice but to take a gamble.
Gradually, Du Gong felt that his body no longer belonged to him. His consciousness became heavy and he kept losing consciousness, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss with no possibility of waking up again.
In Xue Kong's eyes, the Poison Lord was bathed in blood at this moment, his eyes were closed, his breath was restrained, and his vitality became extremely weak. He stood there, with only the powerful aura of cultivation accumulated in his body.
Beneath the earth, the Yin Corpse Weeping Blood Formation emitted a strange bloody light, making the entire bamboo forest seem as if immersed in a sea of blood, with the Poison Lord at the center.
"Nine kinds of extremely yin and evil materials are perfectly integrated and refined with the formation. This Poison Lord is able to endure it. Even so, he didn't make a sound." Xue Kong's eyes flashed.
The Yin Corpse Weeping Blood Formation is an extremely vicious formation. The pain that cultivators have to endure during the process of being sacrificed alive and refined into Yin Corpses is simply unbearable for ordinary people.
But this poisonous man remained calm and went to his death calmly.
His fatherly love for Jiuxing Lian'er transcends all pain and even transcends life and death.
During the ritual, although Du Gong's own cultivation was still at the initial stage of foundation building, when his consciousness dissipated and the ritual was half successful, his cultivation, which had just broken through, began to rise again.
Continuously moving towards the middle stage of foundation building.
This is the improvement of the Yin Corpse's cultivation level, but the Dao platform on the Dantian Dao foundation of Du Gong himself is still only one layer.
This climb is extremely fast.
By the time the signs of the Yin Corpse's cultivation level rising stopped, the refining of the Yin Corpse's Blood-Crying Formation had reached its final stage.
The huge formation of weeping corpses under the ground slowly floated up. As it floated up, its range kept shrinking until it was the size of a palm and was caught by Xue Kong through the air.
"The final step in refining the Yin Corpse... is to integrate the Yin Corpse's Blood-Weeping Formation into the Yin Corpse, and it will be complete."
Xue Kong's eyes narrowed. This was the most important step. The previous steps could be remedied if they failed, but the step of integrating into the Yin Corpse Weeping Blood Array was the only one that failed. Once it failed, he could only collect materials and start over.
He looked serious. There couldn't be any mistakes in this process. When he checked with his spiritual sense, he found that Du Gong's consciousness had completely disappeared and there was nothing abnormal.
Xue Kong stepped forward, grabbed the Yin Corpse Blood-Crying Formation through the air, and was about to press it into the Du Gong's eyebrows.
However, at this moment.
A faint purple light suddenly flashed between the brows of the Poison Lord, and a purple afterimage rushed out rapidly from the brows of the Poison Lord, biting towards Xue Kong.
Xue Kong sneered, "Sure enough, he has some hidden tricks!"
He didn't have time to see what was inside the purple light, so he immediately took out the dragon egg shell that he had prepared long ago and placed it across the path of the purple light. At the same time, Xue Kong grabbed his chest.
He pulled out the feathered robe that he always wore and threw it towards the dragon egg and the purple light.
He raised his right hand and made a gesture with one finger: "Collect!"
The purple light first collided with the dragon egg's eggshell, but was unable to break it. Then, the feathers spread out and came quickly, wrapping it and the eggshell together, tightly binding and trapping them.
"This feathered robe can even trap my Heavenly Sword, so how can it not trap you?" Xue Kong snorted coldly.
No more hesitation.
He lifted up the shrunken diagram of the Yin Corpse's Blood-Crying Formation and pressed it against the Du Lord's brow, allowing it to merge into his formation.
"Even after his death, he still left behind means to counter me. He is worthy of being called Poison Lord and worthy of being a Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Xue Kong couldn't help but admire him.
Who would have thought of using his own body as a trap, and who would be prepared for a dead body?
If it were someone else.
If it was Xue Kong from his previous life, he would have died without a doubt at this moment, and the final winner would only be the unconscious Jiuxing Lian'er.
But Xue Kong has learned so much now. Before entering Guanglan City, he had reflected on his own shortcomings in the extinct volcano. That was an instinctive "subconscious" thought, which would have killed him if it were done now.
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