Chapter 23 Soul Mist Tentacles and the Immortal Lord's Clavicle Mark
Soul-sinking Mist Tentacles and the Immortal Lord's Clavicle Mark
Jiang Xuelan held Li Jiuyou in his arms as if he were holding a boiling furnace that could explode at any moment, and took one step at a time towards the soul-sinking fog that was surging like boiling porridge.
With every step, a sharp sting stabbed through his lower back, alerting him to the "lower back alarm." With each step, Li Jiuyou's scalding breath sprayed upon the hypersensitive skin on his neck, burned by the lava, bringing waves of indescribable tingling and... **inexplicable irritation**. The connection of the Heart-Slaying Contract, woven together by their extreme proximity, became as clear as a physical object. The uncontrolled demonic fire within Li Jiuyou was like a trapped beast on the verge of death. Each faint, chaotic pulse seared his senses, intertwining with the chaotic clashing of ice and fire within him and the swirling fragments of the ice field within his sea of consciousness, forming a relentless internal storm.
**Stupid monster! So heavy! And your breath is so hot! Are you a furnace spirit?!**
His face was expressionless, his eyes blank, as he attempted to block out any discomfort with the willpower of an Immortal Lord. Behind him, the worried gazes of Man Gu and A Che were as real as day, and the excited, gossipy glint in Xuan Jia's green eyes made him feel even more uneasy. The gravekeeper's barely audible words, "The path of dual cultivation...blessings and disasters are unpredictable..." echoed in his ears like a ghostly whisper, roiling him.
Finally, the cold corner of the clothes touched the edge of the soul-sinking fog.
That wasn't mist, it was more like... a **liquid, sticky, cold collection of resentment**!
The moment they made contact, an indescribable chill and resentful aura instantly enveloped the two! This chill was completely different from the pure icy cold of Jiang Xuelan's "Mysterious Ice Art." It carried the wails, despair, unwillingness, and mad curses of countless dead souls, like millions of icy needles, fiercely piercing his soul! Li Jiuyou in his arms trembled violently, letting out a painful groan. Even in his coma, the demon king's ferocious instincts were aroused by this extreme malice, and the uncontrolled demonic fire within his body instantly became violent!
"Heart-Killing Contract! Activate!" Jiang Xuelan's heart was filled with alarm, and almost instinctively, he activated the Heart-Killing Contract that connected the two of them!
An extremely faint, almost transparent halo of ice blue and red gold suddenly emerged from the surface of the two people's tightly pressed bodies, like a fragile bubble, enveloping them.
Something magical happened!
The sticky, icy, soul-sinking mist, with its bone-eroding, soul-destroying power, seemed to have met its nemesis the moment it came into contact with the halo. It emitted a soft hissing sound and was faintly repelled! Although it still tightly enveloped the halo, madly squeezing and corroding it, it could not truly break through the barrier formed by the "destiny contract" and the "yin and yang connection"!
Jiang Xuelan felt a little relieved, but he didn't dare to be careless. He could feel that maintaining this halo was constantly draining his already limited immortal and mental energy. Even more terrible, every impact of the violent demonic fire in Li Jiuyou's body caused the halo to fluctuate violently, increasing the consumption!
He gritted his teeth, held the heavy human-shaped stove, and stepped into the depths of the thick fog step by step with difficulty.
My vision was instantly shattered. All around me was a swirling, impenetrable gray-black, as thick and sticky as a swamp. Only the moss beneath my feet, emitting a faint green glow, barely outlined a vague, winding path forward. My ears were filled with the mutterings, screams, and cries of countless dead souls, layer upon layer, drilling into my mind, trying to evoke the deepest fear and despair in my heart.
Jiang Xuelan focused his mind, activating the Mysterious Ice Art at full power. The frozen thoughts within his sea of consciousness served as a barrier, shielding him from the mental assault. But Li Jiuyou, in his arms, wasn't so lucky. The unconscious demon king had lost his conscious defenses, and the whispers of the departed seemed to have found the perfect opening, flooding frantically into his sea of consciousness.
“Roar...!” Li Jiuyou frowned, and his body struggled violently in Jiang Xuelan’s arms, a low growl like a beast coming from his throat. The red-gold demonic power escaped uncontrollably, burning the surrounding mist with a “sizzling” sound, and also burning Jiang Xuelan’s arms and clothes!
"Don't move!" Jiang Xuelan growled, his arms tightening to hold him in place. He forcibly stabilized the link in the Heart-Slaying Contract, attempting to suppress the chaos in Li Jiuyou's consciousness with his icy will. But this exertion sent a stinging pain through his lower back like a power drill, so painful that he nearly lost control!
A gray-black, slippery and cold tentacle formed by sticky mist suddenly shot out from the thick fog on the side and lashed towards the halo barrier!
The halo flickered violently, and a groan of unbearable pressure was heard! Jiang Xuelan's mind was shaken, and he suddenly dodged sideways while holding Li Jiuyou!
Puff! Puff!
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