With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 826 - 612: Backstab Moment, Godslaying Spear! (Part

No matter how you want to kill Burning Steel, it is absolutely impossible!

Break free from this Dharma Realm and retrieve the banner.

According to the agreent previously made with Burning Steel, everything of ng Chuan’s, except his soul, belongs to !

Get out!

A cold smile appeared in Fang Jianxing’s eyes, even his soul, tired from being hunted earlier, felt lighter.

"It seems this ti is the sa, and the one who laughs last is still ..."

He was thinking when suddenly his expression beca serious.

Gazing forward, his deanor instantly turned tense.

Crack...

The sparse sound of breaking started, and as the cracks grew, the sound beca louder.

Fang Jianxing observed that the Arhat statue he had seen earlier was now covered in cracks.

He slowly lowered his hand to his waist, crouching down.

Demonic Qi erupted like a geyser, countless demon arms swaying like tails behind him, ready to strike.

The atmosphere thickened as the cracks around the statue beca denser.

The next second.

Boom——!

Centered on the statue, a violently twisted airwave, in the shape of a ring, suddenly exploded!

Accompanied by a raging wind scattering everywhere, a figure burst from the statue, charging directly at him.

The figure moved like a nimble dragon, its erald silhouette snaking around, talons gleaming, in mid-air raising a knee and probing claws, five fingers gripping green light, towards Fang Jianxing’s forehead, rely three inches away!

——Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand [Cloud-Grabbing Style]!

"Amitabha—this humble monk is here, moved by compassion, to resolve today’s crisis."

...

Swoosh——

The wind breezed through the hall, seemingly gentle, but it felt like a piercing knife in Ying’s heart.

"Have they all perished?"

The white-haired girl leaned against a gold-embossed screen, a large bronze sacrificial cauldron before her.

Bending towards the cauldron, what was projected in the shimring light was not a beautiful face.

Instead, it was layer upon layer of entwining scales, stacked together, forming an inverted triangular snake skull...

Reaching out, her fingertip brushed through the rippling water in the cauldron, breaking the calm, reflecting a snake face torn apart by the water’s flow.

The girl lowered her head, murmuring softly:

"Destiny entangles, all beings are offerings to the Demon Seed, even if the Tao Heart guides the path of fate, all is still a cage woven by evil thoughts, ultimately ending in oblivion, none can escape..."

Including the betrayal of the organization, returning to Great Chu’s [Mirror].

In the Parasite Association, who is most obsessed with the Spirit Platform Demon Seed, Ying is crystal clear.

Having crossed the oceans to join the Parasite Association, now a defector.

Constantly switching sides, what’s the true motive behind changing allegiances, she knows only too well.

She and Mirror originally were companions with a shared goal, to gather the thod of the Spirit Platform Demon Seed.

Later they realized, in the end, it was all for naught...

She chose to side with the Universe.

The fragntation of their ideals, Mirror’s departure.

Initially thought the two would inevitably face off.

But unexpectedly...

The girl continued to gaze down silently at the water’s ripples, the shattered snake face reflection gradually pieced together, revealing the outline of a gray robe.

The visitor was tall and burly, hands stained with her companions’ blood, approaching the courtyard.

As if sensing sothing, the shadow in the water suddenly raised its eyes, filled with turbulent thunder.

The next second, it seed the shadow reached out towards her, lightning faintly bursting through the water.

Ying closed her eyes, and everything returned to calm once more.

She goes nowhere, just quietly waits here.

"Is it fate’s judgnt?"

No hiding, no fear, perhaps it is also an opportunity, a good chance to journey to one’s perfect land of the heart.

Mountain fog entwines dry wood, stone lanterns sway with flickering light.

Moonlight filters through branches, casting mottled ghostly shadows.

Thud thud thud...

Footsteps approached, Ying’s world transford into a torrent of thunder slurry, thunder Qi expelled all things, revealing a lone figure leaping into the Thunder Pool, riding on tides, gazing at her.

Luo Guanyun stood with hands behind, his robes billowing, a golden glint faintly between his brows.

Snake scales encircled like the World Ring, surrounding the Thunder Pool, mountain mist and grass crushed beneath, the serpent’s body subrged into the slurry pool, boiling like raging waves.

Seeing this scene, Luo Guanyun understood clearly, the opponent is just like him.

The Fourth Catastrophe, Demon Path Grandmaster!

His intentions magnified, sweeping over the shattered snake scales reflecting, he said lightly:

"Cultivation is difficult, hand over the remnants and I’ll spare your life."

Luo Guanyun didn’t forget the ultimate purpose of coming to Japan.

Information indicates the opponent has already sided with the Celestial Demon, the Tao Heart Demon Seed remnants in hand aren’t of much use.

Getting the last piece in the Parasite Association’s possession easily would be ideal.

If not, the Thunder Law in his hands is far from unfavorable!

Thoughts flashed by, he stood opposite the other, the celestial scene spun like a top without end, the serpent that encircles the world is the whip striking the cosmos.

Lightning cleaved the curtain between them, leaden clouds roared with muffled thunder, the world veiled by white paper, suddenly mounting hills, swelling ever larger.

Until amassed at the peak, erupting like a volcano!

The mont white paper punctured——

A hundred-zhang serpentine dragon leapt up, swirling waves, furiously crashing into thunder slurry dispersing turbulently!

...

Outside Zhongjin City.

A figure flew in, landing was a strong-clothed swordsman.

Near the light shield, three rose to greet.

Deputy Commander Chen Mo clasped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you, Grandmaster Lian, for taking ti amid your busy schedule to co, Zhongjin City is now out of danger."

Grandmaster Lian nodded, sensing briefly all around, his brows not relaxed.

He couldn’t quite understand the current situation...

"Advisor Chen, the two monks, what’s the situation now, is there anything I can assist with?"

"The situation is rather complex, just now..."

After listening to the explanation, Grandmaster Lian circled around the light shield.

Standing still afterwards, was still puzzled.

"According to you, ng Chuan, such a living person, disappeared into thin air?!"

...

Within the Red Refining Banner.

Under a sky of rolling blood-colored lightning, ng Chuan borrowed cloud and fog’s Qi chanism, hiding as he approached.

At this mont, he had already faintly seen the silhouette of the Purple-skinned Dragon-man.