Chapter 247
Bai Xie attacked the core of the formation, his pale feather fan gleaming with a cold light, reflecting on his exquisite face. He saw the misty figure and attacked without mercy.
But the fan tail only touched Yingning's misty shadow, and the latter turned into a sea of flowers.
Bai Xie felt a tightening around his waist as the strange and unpredictable snake whip took advantage of his momentary lapse in concentration to wrap around him, forcing him to plummet from mid-air and crash into the abyss on the other side.
Bai Xie's gaze was fixed on Ying Ning's figure, while the other end of the whip was indeed an old hand.
He fell into the pool, and the surrounding red spider lilies trembled violently, enveloping him and determined to drown him.
The pungent, fishy smell lingered in my nostrils.
The jade fan flew back into his hand, but it inevitably became tainted with the fragrance.
He felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand and saw several shocking bloodstains. His pale eyelashes trembled as he nodded and stared directly at Ying Ning, a chilling aura emanating from his eyes.
The attacks emanating from the depths of the crimson flower sea did not cease; long whips were sharp and brutal, indicating that the attackers truly intended to tear him to pieces.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred moves.
The surrounding stench grew stronger, and the long whip in front of him seemed to transform into thousands of blood pythons, forcing Bai Xie to leave no way out. Every time he tried to dodge, the whip would coil around him.
It was as if they were a pair of star-crossed lovers, entangled to the point of death.
The world spun around me, and all I could see were snakes.
Bai Xie banished the bizarre thoughts that had surfaced in his mind. He quietly summoned a few Netherworld Beasts and took the opportunity to break the Misty Array he was in. The surrounding fragrance vanished the moment the array was destroyed.
This Meng Po is quite interesting.
Since that year, he hasn't encountered such an interesting opponent for a long time.
Bai Xie landed on the branch of a pine tree, and he even took the time to flick a petal off his shoulder: "Grandma, good move."
"Impressive skill."
Beneath the ripples of Yingning's steps, flowers seemed to bloom.
"Lord Bai is also quite good."
The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting instantly.
Bai Xie ruled half of the underworld. Back then, there were countless hungry ghosts and demons who refused to submit to him, but this mysterious ghost messenger conquered all eleven places in the underworld over the course of a hundred years.
He never set foot on the Bridge of Helplessness or the Underworld.
Bai Xie's lips were extremely thin, yet his eyebrows and eyes were incredibly cold.
People from the underworld are naturally not known for their good temper.
"Lord Bai, shall we continue playing?" Ying Ning's figure disappeared again, the snake whip exuding a strong death aura that could shatter souls, and her aged voice reached Bai Xie's ears.
This time, Bai Xie found her voice unusually pleasant to hear.
He raised his wrist, and the bloodstain gradually healed.
"To be honest, it's been over a thousand years since I've been injured by anyone."
"It's rare to encounter an opponent as formidable as my mother-in-law."
"Since that's the case, I'll have a good time today."
No sooner had the Ghost Messenger finished speaking than the snake shadow broke the branch he was standing on and caught up with his figure from an eerie angle. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bai Xie used his fan as a hand, wrapped it around the snake whip, and forcefully pulled the disappearing Ying Ning to his side.
The maze has been cleared.
"Where else can you hide?" His voice was gloomy, like a dark abyss shrew that would painstakingly bite its prey once it had its eye on it.
Bai Xie conjured a long blade at some unknown time; the blade was as cold as he was.
The long blade reflected the two faces as they crossed, ultimately revealing the coldness in his eyes.
"Mother-in-law, you must be careful."
"Old old man."
"Extremely happy to."
Yingning exerted force, her long legs thrusting straight in, closing in on his body.
The pale, frosty person was slightly surprised and momentarily stunned.
...
What a pity for Meng Po!
They really have no shame.
...
Yingning noticed that the long blade was made of a special material. As it approached, she could feel a chill that penetrated to her very bones, and her limbs would inevitably feel sluggish.
On the other hand, Bai Xie, as one of the two envoys of the underworld, is indeed a force to be reckoned with.
For a time, the situation reached a stalemate.
The few Qiyu birds that were originally perched on the roof of the palace were so frightened by the battle inside that they flew hundreds of miles away. As they flew, they exclaimed that the people of the underworld were truly more ruthless than the people of the demon realm!
Don't mess with them, don't mess with them.
The last of the pheasants have flown away.
Bai Xie wielded his blade with effortless grace, deflecting a vicious attack. He uttered softly, "Grandma, you really don't want to show any mercy."
"I am truly heartbroken."
"If you are heartbroken, sir, you might as well entrust your three souls and seven spirits to this old man. This old man will surely refine you into a heartless and loveless puppet ghost."
"So that adults will no longer have to grieve."
Ying Ning's face was hidden by the hood, making Bai Xie even more eager to see her. He dodged the ghostly aura and reached out again, but she grabbed his palm directly. In the next instant, Ying Ning flipped over behind Bai Xie.
She used the tip of the whip as a weapon, but her opponent dodged it.
Bai Xie's eyes narrowed, and Ying Ning pulled out a few strands of his long, white hair. He frowned, and the jade fan that had been missing for a long time suddenly rushed out of the pool and struck Ying Ning's waist with lightning speed.
Yingning narrowly dodged the whip and flew to the roof ridge beast sculpture.
His long robes fluttered in the wind, giving him an eerie and awe-inspiring presence.
She looked down upon everything in the world.
Bai Xie raised his head, his eyes unmoving, and a bizarre feeling welled up in his chest that he should be submitting to and looking up to her.
He vaguely heard some sound.
Then the envoy paused, and discovered that dense, blood-red arrays were slowly appearing beneath his feet.
actually....
She tricked me into coming in again.
Bai Xie exuded a cold aura, standing alone in place.
He allowed the crimson flowers to brutally devour his body from within the formation. He closed his eyelids, and in an instant, he stepped through thousands of broken petals and slowly emerged from the center of the formation.
Snowflakes fell in the crimson wind, while his gaze remained fixed on the palace roof.
The Black Abyss Laughingthrush has no custom of letting its prey go. Even if the two are evenly matched, it will bite its prey's neck to death, sending it plummeting into the abyss where there is no light of day.
"Lord Bai, why are you unwilling to offer yourself? I've already decided what kind of magical artifact I'll use to refine you." Ying Ning looked down at him and saw him laughing heartily.
"Mother-in-law." Bai Xie turned his head, his eyes playful.
"If you wish to refine my three souls and seven spirits, you will need the Three-Owl Furnace."
"However, I'm afraid I'll get my mother-in-law's spirit body first."
He was surrounded by countless ghostly energies, his expression dark and unfathomable, his slender, bony fingers twisting a cold blade, and a sudden change occurred in the demon realm with his sharp voice.
Rumble—
The deafening sound and the spray of water were startling.
The stagnant pool bottom, as if a huge cauldron had been placed there, soon began to boil restlessly. Bai Xie threw the long blade in his hand, which landed on a spot on the water's surface, gleaming with a blinding light.
The long blade pointed, creating a menacing ripple.
At this moment, the surrounding palaces seemed to shake, and the fluttering leaves fell from the branches in panic. Dark lightning even appeared faintly in the sky, making people's hearts tremble.
Amidst the rapidly rising pool water, a colossal figure silently appeared.
The giant beast's figure slowly became clearer underwater. It was shaped like a tortoise with a bird's head and a snake's tail, with two black snakes coiled around its neck. The moment it emerged from the bottom of the pool, it exhaled a cloud of black mist that enveloped the entire palace.
Inside the palace, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and lights had been lost.
In the pitch-black night, a pair of emerald-green beast eyes slowly rose, enveloping Ying Ning with a dangerous and intimidating aura.
Suddenly, the black mist and pool water concealed most of its form, making it difficult to see clearly. Even so, when it stood, it was still several tens of feet taller than the demon palace.
A flash of lightning streaked through the air, revealing Bai Xie on the other side.
He stood to one side, gazing at her from the depths of the abyss, his eyes like silver hooks, as if trying to bury her at the bottom of the river.
With the master's tacit permission, the roar of the behemoth pierced through the entire palace, the ear-piercing sound echoing endlessly in the darkness, inevitably causing the barrier to tremble.
"Gentlemen, are you planning to demolish my palace...?"
The nine-tailed fox arrived late, and in an instant, the vast sky cleared.
The giant beast's figure vanished silently, and the glass lamps in the palace lit up one by one with his majestic steps. The nine-tailed fox had shimmering eyes and four golden Taotie talismans wrapped around his robes. As he walked, he seemed to step into a painting.
The magnificent beast king robe hung loosely on his body; perhaps tired from listening to the tales, the nine-tailed fox looked weary.
His gaze followed the eaves upwards.
"This old man and Lord Ghost Messenger were merely exchanging skills; we have disturbed Your Excellency." Ying Ning landed beside the Jade Pool, a little distance from Bai Xie.
Qi Lianzhi didn't seem to mind the trouble the two had caused in the main palace. He looked at Ying Ning with a slight movement in his eyes, but didn't take Bai Xie seriously at all: "There is news about Huang Ling's matter."
"Granny Meng, don't forget the favor I did for you."
......
The Kong Xuan clan retreated to the Hidden Mountain and has been unwilling to interfere in the affairs of the demon realm for thousands of years, seemingly living a peaceful and idyllic life. However, anyone who knows their nature knows that these peacocks love to compete and even compare their beauty.
For thousands of years, the leaders of the various demon tribes have been keeping a close eye on the movements of Hidden Mountain.
One side is on guard against a counterattack from Hidden Mountain, while the other side hopes to join Kong Xuan's clan and hopes that the demon realm will change hands again.
In recent years, the Hidden Mountain Clan has been quite restless. It is said that the Kong Xuan Clan obtained some divine treasure and then colluded with three of the six major tribes of the Demon Realm, seemingly with the idea of overthrowing and rebuilding this world.
Hidden Mountain's whereabouts are unpredictable; only ancient formations can reveal its location.
The main palace of the demon realm is located in the southeast, nestled against a treacherous mountain's spiritual vein. An ancient magic array was forcibly awakened deep within the forbidden area, blurring the group's vision amidst the swirling weeds.
"I'll stop here." The nine-tailed fox stroked the palace bell at her waist.
"Thank you, Venerable One."
Bai Xie stepped into the formation, and in an instant, his figure had already disappeared.
Yingning wanted to follow, but before she could even step into the formation, the array had vanished without a trace. She raised her eyebrows in confusion: "Your Highness, what is this?"
The nine-tailed fox strolled over slowly, and he bent down to look at her:
"Meng Po...?"
Qi Lianzhi's voice was helpless, yet it softened:
"I have a question that I cannot yet answer."
"Your Excellency may speak," Ying Ning said in an ambiguous tone, showing no sign of panic.
The nine-tailed fox lightly touched her hood with her slender fingers, but this time the ghostly aura avoided him. His eyes shimmered, just as captivating as they had been years ago.
"I've heard that the realms of the underworld and the demon realm still have some interaction. I don't know anything about reincarnation, so I'd like to ask you, Granny, if you know where the souls of demons go when their physical bodies perish?"
"Demons are formed from resentment and evil spirits, and have no soul."
"...What if an immortal becomes a demon?"
"Violating the Six Paths is intolerable to the Heavenly Dao. Your immortal bones will crumble, and you will be barred from reincarnation." Her voice was incredibly pleasant, concealing her true identity.
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Beyond the hidden mountain, the spiritual energy halfway up the mountain is boundless, and there is no trace of desolation or decay. Yet, this mountain is strange, and no one can truly fathom the source of this vast spiritual energy.
Upon seeing this mountain, Bai Xie waved his feather fan and sighed several times:
"What kind of ridiculous rumor is this? It's even less reliable than our underworld."
"The spiritual energy is abundant. If I cultivate here for a hundred years, it is not impossible for me to ascend to demigod."
"Grandma, what is your current cultivation level?"
"......"
How old is she?
......
Bai Xie's gossip level rivals that of the tongue-pulling demons of hell. That tongue-pulling demon usually enjoys attaching all sorts of tongues to itself, and it happens to be a chatterbox, and at some point it also became obsessed with human dramas.
The wailing and the harsh, unpleasant tone of the singing made the eighteenth level of hell unbearable.
I heard that Bai Xie personally went to the Tongue-Pulling Hell and taught that evil spirit a lesson, which finally made it quiet down.
The journey into Hidden Mountain was surprisingly easy for the two. They didn't encounter any members of the Kong Xuan clan along the way. Although the Ghost Messenger looked around comfortably, he couldn't help but wonder:
"Where did all the people of Kong Xuan's clan go?"
The Phoenix Frame was already a treasure of Kong Xuan.
Successfully obtaining this item will be no easy task.
Deep within the hidden mountains, the lamps of the wine cups flickered, and the sounds of people were bustling and noisy. The superior looked at the clansmen arriving one after another below the tall bamboo building. He propped his chin up, and his expression under the dark blue mask was not clear. Only a section of his slender neck, white as glaze, was visible.
It seemed as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
The person in charge noticed the intruder and bent down, revealing his slender waist.
Si Baixue stared unblinkingly at the figure in the misty robe. The faint death aura around her confirmed that she was not from the demon realm, and a certain scent deep within the soul of the other person made him feel uneasy and uneasy.
So, the bored young clan leader ran down from the bamboo house.
Amidst the surging crowd, Bai Xie perfectly dodged the female peacock who feigned a collision into his arms for the ninth time. He hurriedly used his white-feathered tail fan to brush away the lingering scent of passion from his body, his usual smiling face conspicuously absent.
"These female peacocks, when will they ever stop?"
"It's suffocating me!"
Most of the Kong Xuan clan members live here in Hidden Mountain. Springtime is a good time for birds to form mating bonds, and it seems that this is also true in the demon realm.
Bai Xie was strikingly handsome, his frosty, compassionate features held a smile, and even his snow-white hair couldn't compare to his crimson lips.
Although they look like they won't live much longer, the demon realm has an open and welcoming culture.
If you're happy today, then just enjoy the present.
As for whether I live or die in the future, what do I care?
After dodging the fourteenth attempt to seduce him, Bai Xie could no longer resist. He tightened his robes and used a fan to cover his face, blocking the continuous stream of fresh, sweet fragrance.
"At this moment, I truly envy the old woman's appearance, which is neither human nor ghost."
He hastily tossed out a sentence, unwilling to stay there even for a moment longer:
"Go ahead, we'll meet up later."
Bai Xie's figure disappeared extremely quickly. There were even two or three female demons who hadn't had time to squeeze to his side. When they saw his disappearing traces, they stomped their feet and chased after him.
Yingning, dressed in her best, was undisturbed by anyone. She walked straight through the noisy and chaotic crowd until the laughter and chatter around her ceased, and Gonglingdeng watched her figure from afar.
She found the deepest part of the spiritual energy, at the lowest point of the steep cliff.
The precipitous cliff was far more dangerous than it appeared. A fierce ghostly aura was thrown towards the bottom of the cliff, but it dissipated after touching an unknown barrier.
It seems there's something hidden down there.
At this moment, the uninvited guest hidden in the shadows broke Ying Ning's thoughts with a soft voice.
"You want to go down?"
The dark blue mask concealed his expression, but could not hide the seductive whispers in his voice:
"I can take you."
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