Chapter 399 Slaying His Own Father and Daughter: The Evil Cultivator (4th Update) - Requesting Votes
Inside the coffin was absolute darkness and deathly silence.
"System, load the world," Shen Ci said.
"World loading, please prepare."
Shen Ci's consciousness merged into this body that had recently died. During this time, Ling Qing'an was doing everything she could to protect her mother's body.
The corpse was ice-cold all over, its body was very stiff, and it had not yet fully warmed up.
There was a strong feeling of suffocation inside the coffin. The coffin was sealed and the air inside was thin. As a mortal body without any spiritual power, one would quickly run out of oxygen inside.
As consciousness merged, a faint warm current began to emerge from the heart. This body's heart had been pierced by a sword, and its interior was still damaged.
As for the outside of the heart, the good daughter immediately used her limited spiritual power to try to nourish and repair it.
"System, hurry up! Forget everything else, open the coffin, I'm suffocating."
Shen Ci cried out in his mind, "There's not much oxygen left in the coffin."
Starting with a coffin is much more exciting than the world before.
Almost the instant the thought crossed her mind, the system made its move.
On this barren slope, a group of people who were busy burying soil suddenly felt as if the sky above them had darkened.
Just moments ago it was bright daylight, but suddenly dark clouds gathered, and within the clouds, there were faint, dazzling silver snakes darting about.
That was lightning.
"What happened?"
Ling Hai looked up, his expression changing slightly.
Cultivators are most sensitive to the energy of heaven and earth, especially the aura of lightning tribulation containing the power of heavenly punishment. Just now the sky was cloudless, but now it is suddenly like this, which is definitely not ordinary.
"The weather has become so strange..."
Before he could finish speaking!
"Crackâ!!!"
A bolt of silver lightning, thicker than an arm, tore through the clouds without warning and hurtled down in their direction.
It struck the coffin squarely, which was only covered by a thin layer of yellow soil. If we hadn't been careful, we would have made the pit too big, and it would have taken a long time to fill it.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder was chilling, accompanied by the cracking of wood.
When this bolt of lightning struck, those who could dodge it had already done so, and those who didn't have time to react were all knocked away and fell.
The coffin was cleaved open by the thunderbolt, the lid was blown off, and bits of wood flew everywhere, revealing the brocade lining inside and the person lying on it.
"Heavenly lightning?!"
"How could a coffin be struck by lightning?!"
The lightning bolt came so suddenly that the Ling family members were terrified and retreated in a wide arc.
Looking at the split coffin in the middle, I felt a sense of dread and disbelief.
Heavenly lightning is a special phenomenon for cultivators; it is only summoned when undergoing tribulation.
A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck the mortal's coffin. This was too bizarre!
"Could someone be secretly casting a spell?"
Ling Chuan looked around suspiciously, scanning with his spiritual sense, but found no hidden powerful aura.
He didn't even consider that if the opponent's strength was above his and they were hiding their aura, how could he possibly detect them?
Ling Hai stared at the broken coffin, his brows furrowed. Suddenly, he thought of something and said in a deep voice.
"Perhaps it was not man-made, but a warning from Heaven?"
This woman was just an ordinary person, and she shouldn't have been too involved with the fate of my Ling family, much less buried near the clan's territory.
"Perhaps I've disturbed the ancestors, incurring their displeasure and prompting them to send down lightning to drive them away?"
You really know how to explain things; this explanation made most of the tribespeople present think it was very reasonable.
Those who cultivate immortality are quite superstitious about the concepts of destiny and fortune.
"Then, what do we do now? Move this coffin?"
"Why don't we just send it to the mortal realm and bury it?" someone suggested.
Ling Qing'an completely disregarded the heavenly lightning and the will of heaven; her gaze was fixed on the indistinct figure inside the coffin.
She was so frightened that she stopped crying, her eyes filled with anticipation as she stared at the spot in disbelief. If she hadn't been restrained, she would have crawled over there already.
"Mother, mother?"
Just then, a sharp-eyed person suddenly let out a scream.
"It moved! It moved! The hand in the coffin moved!"
"What?! A zombie?!"
How could a mortal corpse move?
Some people didn't believe it, but when they looked over, they found that it really did move, just as the person had shouted at the beginning!
How can a dead mortal move?
Under the mixed gazes of the crowd, the pale, stiff hand that had been resting properly in front of the body in the coffin suddenly twitched a finger.
Then, in full view of everyone, the corpse in the coffin actually used its arms to support its body and stiffly sat up from the coffin.
The body was still dressed in plain white burial clothes, and its movements were very slow and stiff, but everyone could see it clearly.
Her long, black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and her face remained pale.
But when those eyes slowly opened, they were clear and bright; they were clearly the eyes of a living person.
"ah--!"
Several timid servants were so frightened that their legs went weak and they almost collapsed to the ground. Even cultivators were instinctively horrified by such a bizarre scene of death and resurrection.
This wasn't a cultivator who died, but a mortal!
Ling Hai, Ling Chuan, and several other elders were the first to react. They exchanged glances, all seeing the solemnity and doubt in each other's eyes.
It is absolutely impossible for a mortal to be revived after their heart meridian is pierced by a Golden Core cultivator's natal magic weapon! It is even more impossible to attract heavenly lightning!
That means the people inside are not ordinary people.
Ling Hai stepped forward, suppressing his fear, and shouted sharply.
"What kind of demon dares to possess the body of a woman from the Ling family! Show yourself and leave at once!"
Otherwise, don't blame us for disregarding all sentimentality and smashing you to pieces, body and soul, until your very soul is scattered!
Then there is only one possibility: the body has been possessed. This is the most logical speculation, since possession is a method that has been used before.
"No! You are not allowed to hurt my mother!"
Ling Qing'an, drawing strength from who-knows-where, managed to break free while the servants were still in a daze.
Like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she stood in front of the pit, not allowing anyone to approach or make a move.
She didn't care about any possession; her mother was alive! And if she was alive, she couldn't be buried!
Even if it really is possession, at least we can get my mother's body back to normal first, and then we can find a way to help her later!
However, she was of low status and her words carried little weight; in this suspicious situation, the clan elders did not take her words seriously.
Of course, nobody usually pays any attention to him.
A ruthless glint flashed in Ling Chuan's eyes.
"Qing'an, step aside! This is no longer your mother! It is an evil entity that has possessed your mother's body! Keeping it will only bring disaster!"
"Hurry and make your move before she finishes possessing you!"
This is a perfect opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop and completely eliminate these two people who shouldn't be here. Anyway, Ling Qing'an is a good-for-nothing.
Keeping them around would be a waste of resources; now that Ling Cang isn't protecting them, it's just as well.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, which transformed into a sharp blade in mid-air, aimed directly at Shen Ci's chest as she sat up.
His aim was surprisingly accurate.
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