The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 694 - 391 Pen Fall Shocking Wind and Rain!2

"Hai!"

The word "Hai" represents an ancient form of cruel torture, which involved finely mincing a living person amid their wails of agony as an accompanint. In Huaxia, it is said that this punishnt was created by King Zhou of Shang to deal with Jiu Hou, and Confucius’s proud disciple, Zi Lu, also t his end in this manner.

As soon as this word appeared, a chorus of mournful wailing and cries reverberated through heaven and earth. These were the terrified shrieks of the aggrieved souls who had died from this torture throughout the ages. The sky within a twenty-ter radius imdiately turned blood-red. The phenonon of a blood-red dying sun could only be likened to this hue.

Langya’s expression turned solemn as he tightly gripped the Golden Wheel in his hand, finding himself encompassed within this range of blood-red color. Just now, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to interrupt Duanmu Yan; it was that while casting this Sorcery, Duanmu Yan’s body had entered the Void, becoming intangible, and no one was able to disrupt his copying. At this mont, the golden word suddenly disintegrated, turning into fluttering Golden Sand, fine as hair and agile as golden snakes, hurtling densely towards him.

In that instant, he seed to even hear the Netherworld God open its giant mouth, coldly laughing at him. He had lived for thousands of years, experienced countless battles, with hardly an equal in the last few hundred years. However, the presentint of doom now arising in his heart was incredibly intense, as if he was powerless, as if the next mont he would bow down to accept death. For the esteed leader of Hidden Stream, how utterly humiliating was this?

In that mont, knowing it might be in vain, he still released seven or eight Daoist spells from his hands, with light flashing around his body and multiple protective shields propping up, tightly guarding him at the center. Then, Langya took a deep breath and grasped sothing in his hand.

The golden snakes ford from the character "Hai" rushed straight towards him, regarding his attacks as if they were nothing, similarly ignoring the protective shields around him, and plunged straight into his body.

Qingluan in the sky had just finished casting her Divine Skills when she exclaid in alarm: "Sect Leader!"

Although she didn’t know what Divine Skills Duanmu Yan had used, anyone with eyes could see that the golden snake entering the body was definitely not a good thing. Although Langya had conspired with outsiders, he usually wasn’t bad to her, and in the hearts of the demon crowd, he always held the high and mighty image of an all-powerful Immortal. Seeing him now suffering from an attack of such fiendish energy, she couldn’t help but be greatly shocked and appalled.

As soon as the golden snake plunged in, Langya’s eyes imdiately closed, his complexion turned pale, and then he opened his eyes again.

Without a word, he spread open his left hand, revealing a wooden Substitute Doll sitting in his palm. The craftsmanship was extrely exquisite, capturing the headdress, facial features, and robes with just a few cuts, not even missing the mole at the corner of an eye - the embodint of form and spirit. The material was unrecognizable, and the wood seed to be wrapped in thick strands of blood, making the doll appear all the more eerie. Additionally, the doll’s surface was rough, not even polished.

Qingluan, with her exceptional eyesight, recognized at a glance that the doll’s features were identical to Langya’s!

Before her very eyes, this doll suddenly bled from its seven orifices, followed by fresh blood gushing out of every pore on its body, becoming instantly horrifying to behold. A skillfully crafted wood carving had turned into a witchcraft cursed effigy. She guessed that the blood veins hidden within the wood had burst.

Subsequently, the blood solidified. The blood-red sky reverted back to the clear blue of day.

Another breeze blew, and the doll instantly turned into a pile of collapsed sand, losing all semblance of its original appearance. The finely invisible wood dust flew into the air and brushed across Langya’s ashen face.

An Immortal who had crossed the Heavenly Tribulation was forced by this young man into a position where he could not fight back. If it weren’t for possessing the Substitute Doll, a trump card among his Magic Artifacts, who knows how terrible his fate could have been!

In the end, it was because the Magic Artifact used by Duanmu Yan was too good. This little golden pen, nad "Pen Fall Shocking Wind and Rain", was a Magic Artifact refined from the transverse bone within the brain of an Ancient Giant Demon, a creature known as the "Yan Beast." Its rank was at least of the lower grade of "Heaven." It had no offensive power, but the words it wrote had an extrely overbearing effect, echoing the repeatedly chanted Buddhist Chant: "what is said must be done, what is done must yield results."

Whatever it wrote or drew was destined to co true!

When text was first born into this world, it represented what the Dao carried, and each character possessed the power to move heaven and earth - this was known as "word spirit." The event when Cang Jie created characters and caused the heavens to rain millet and ghosts to weep at night was an embodint of this power. The ability of "Pen Fall Shocking Wind and Rain" was to make what was written beco a reality. When Duanmu Yan wrote the character "Hai" aid at Langya, he intended for the word spirit to mince this formidable enemy into at paste.

This truly was the supre portrayal of "Pen Fall Shocking Wind and Rain, poetry that makes ghosts and gods weep."

What he mobilized was the power of Heaven and Earth, the Great Will Power that when Heaven wants you to die, you cannot help but perish. Even if Langya had beco an Immortal, he could not resist the might of Heaven and Earth on his own; therefore, his technique, Divine Skills, were all ineffective against the word spirit.

Of course, to appropriate the power of Heaven and Earth for personal use ca at a great cost - at the very least, the Caster must sacrifice half of their own flesh and Life Force to Sacrifice to Heaven. Duanmu Yan, knowing full well he could not match a Tribulation Crossing Immortal, decisively spent two-thirds of his Life Force to invoke a character capable of confronting an Immortal. Being a person who had succeeded in Cultivation, his Life Force was incredibly strong, at least a thousand tis that of an ordinary mortal, yet the re writing of this one character nearly drained him of all vitality. Luckily, this body was "borrowed," and Yin Jiu You’s soul avatar suffered little impact.

And Langya himself, had indeed effectively died once.

What he utilized was the Substitute Doll in his hand. This doll had cost him a great deal to obtain and could substitute for his own death. Watching the doll explode into wood dust, it was as if he had just been "Hai" into mince. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to cast recomndation tickets, Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)