Chapter 191: Dun Dun Dun Dun!
Kunlun Immortal Palace—
A young man in a moon-white robe knelt before an ornate screen.
Beyond the screen, the silhouette of a woman stood with her hands clasped behind her back. Incense smoke curled in the air, mingling with strands of ethereal Spiritual Qi.
A low, solemn voice drifted from behind the screen.
"Wang Shouyi! The Ziwei star dims, the Greedy Wolf devours the moon. Three nights ago at midnight, I used the Boundless Heaven and Earth Mirror to observe a surge of blood-fiend energy deep within the earth veins of Jinde Town.
The Bone Porcelain Mother was once an imperial sacrificial vessel of the previous dynasty, tempered by a thousand years of vengeful fire to gain sentience. Now, she seeks to mold a Buddha body with fiendish flas, nourishing jade bones with human blood—her sins are boundless!"
The woman unfastened a sword case and tossed it onto the stone table outside the screen. At that mont, nine talismans burned into ashes.
"I bestow upon you the Ancient Sword of Judgnt. This sword is a mid-grade magical weapon, its hilt embedded with a Taiyi Azure Astral Talisman—its power is unparalleled.
You must go to Jinde Town. At the third quarter of the Yin Hour, when the sinister energy is at its peak, invoke the Northern Dipper’s Yao Light to sever her ghostly form—rember, you must destroy the Buddha Fetus beneath the ground along with it!"
"Disciple obeys!"
Wang Shouyi respectfully took the Ancient Sword of Judgnt with both hands and bowed deeply toward the woman behind the screen.
It had been ten years since the Revival of Spiritual Qi.
He was the first person fortunate enough to be admitted to the Immortal Palace.
After a decade of arduous cultivation, it was finally ti for him to descend the mountain and slay demons!
"Mm. Go now. Do not tarnish the prestige of Kunlun Immortal Palace...
After this, the cloud patterns on your Dao robe should increase by another mark."
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The 9,900 Heavenly Steps of Kunlun lood, each step suffused with crushing spiritual pressure.
Revived beings from the Demon Slayer Bureau and ancient noble families struggled up the stone stairway. Even General-rank warriors, revered in the outside world, bled from their seven orifices under the weight.
A scion of the Langya Wang Clan crawled forward on all fours, teeth clenched tight.
Everyone was here for the chance to enter Kunlun Immortal Palace.
It was said that immortals dwelled within, and to beco a disciple was to touch the path of immortality itself!
Suddenly, a sword’s hum exploded from the depths of the clouds.
A streak of azure light sliced through the mist.
A figure soared through the air, standing atop a blade of condensed sword energy, its glow nearly solid.
His robes fluttered like the wings of a crane, untouched by the wind. A barrier of luminous Spiritual Qi shielded his form, making even his long hair and sleeves remain still despite his movent.
"A Sword Immortal! A Kunlun Sword Immortal!" soone shouted in awe.
The swordsman glided lazily across the sky, drifting further into the distance.
A sea of revived cultivators could only watch in silence, their gazes filled with longing.
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The golden trail of Dragon-Seeking Guidance circled the ruins before plunging straight down into the earth veins.
Deep underground—
The eyes of the White Porcelain Bodhisattva cracked open.
The mont she lifted her gaze—
Whoosh!
A blast of golden light struck her square in the face, instantly coating her in a thin layer of radiant gold.
"WHO?!"
Her expression darkened, fury boiling in her eyes.
Why...
Why was it so damn hard to recover her strength in peace?!
Could these people not pick a better ti to attack her?!
Nearby, space trembled.
BOOM!
The rock layers shattered, and the Bone Porcelain Mother—now standing eight zhang tall—rose to her full height.
With a fierce palm strike, she slamd the collapsing stone wall.
A streak of blue light darted through the smoke and dust.
"In the na of Western Kunlun, I—Zhang Shouyi—have co to purge this evil!"
A young man clad in azure spiritual light erged, his voice trembling the very air.
"Vile creature! You have nourished jade bones with human blood—your sins are boundless! Your ti of judgnt has co. I shall send you to the depths of hell!"
BOOM!
Before he could finish speaking—
He was sent flying back at twice the speed he had arrived, crashing into the rock wall and leaving a man-shaped crater.
The Bone Porcelain Mother withdrew her palm.
Her Bodhisattva face cracked and twisted into a grotesque sneer, her blood-red eyes burning with fiendish light.
"Ah... A little dog from Western Kunlun, huh? You got here quick!"
Her voice dripped with mockery.
"Let’s see who sends who to hell today!"
From the crater, Wang Shouyi groaned and pushed himself free.
Though his robes were torn and his chest ached, he had no injuries.
With a defiant glare, he raised his sword and charged at the Bone Porcelain Mother once more.
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"You didn’t believe , did you? Well, now that I’ve pinpointed the old monster’s location, how about we go down and have a look?"
Chen Huai’an gestured toward the massive hole at his feet—the very one he had crawled out of earlier.
It was a perfect entrance back underground.
"Haha... Governor Chen, I—I’m just a re Elite-rank. Surely I don’t need to go down there?"
Huang Gubei shrank back, forcing a nervous laugh.
"If we run into that old monster, you’d have to protect . That’d just be extra trouble for you, right?"
Chen Huai’an narrowed his eyes.
"Coward."
Huang Gubei: "..."
Chen Huai’an turned to Lin Chen.
"Stop posturing. Fine, I’ll go. You think I’m afraid?"
Just as she spoke—
BOOM!
The ground in front of the ruins erupted.
A giant white porcelain hand shot up first, followed by the massive eight-zhang-nine figure of the Bone Porcelain Mother.
Shards of bloodstained porcelain and rubble rained down like a storm.
Atop her head, Wang Shouyi hung upside-down in midair, a trail of blood dripping from his lips.
His left shoulder was a mangled ss, dark with ghostly energy—clearly a wound inflicted by the Bone Porcelain Mother.
Thud!
Wang Shouyi crashed to the ground right in front of Chen Huai’an and the others, coughing up blood.
"Cough cough..."
Noticing the stunned expressions around him, his face paled.
"Who are you people?! What are you doing here?!"
His voice was urgent, ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth.
"This place is dangerous! Leave at once—I will hold her off!"
He shakily got to his feet, turning back to face the fully-transford Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva.
Her white porcelain face flickered between two extres—one side smiling serenely, the other twisted into a demonic grimace.
Dark spiderweb cracks of blood ran beneath her glazed surface.
Her nine-tiered ornants were half porcelain, half bone.
And in her "Holding the Flower" mudra—
She clutched a shattered wish-fulfilling jade.
The entire figure exuded an unnerving, incomplete perfection.
"Because of you, I had to use my forbidden technique to recover so strength... Now my foundation is damaged!
My Buddha Body must be reforged!"
The Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s mismatched mouth opened wide.
Her voice echoed in dual tones—male and female, overlapping and distorted.
Her ruthless gaze locked onto Chen Huai’an and Wang Shouyi.
Especially Chen Huai’an.
She recognized him.
"Good... GOOD! You’ve co at the perfect ti!
Since you seek to destroy my Buddha Fetus—
I’ll use you to restore my strength instead!"
As her shrill howl filled the air—
A sea of Bone Porcelain Girls crawled forth from the white bone pile.
Their eerie grins stretched wide, their ghostly figures swarming in all directions.
Huang Gubei trembled violently.
Lin Chen’s expression darkened.
Zhao Ying pulled Xiang Xiaoyuan behind her, unsheathing her electric Tang blade.
Chen Huai’an stood firm, hands on his hips.
Calmly, he pulled out his phone—
And pressed play.
"DUN DUN DUN DUN—!"
"BOSS BATTLE START!!!"
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