frightfiction Chapter 572: Panacea Soul-Gathering Technique
Chapter 572: Panacea Soul-Gathering Technique
Bai Lan silently looked at the shadowy figure of the extraterritorial demon in front of him, whose cultivation level was only at the Jindan stage, and sneered: "That's it?"
"...It's a waste of time." Old Fu also sneered.
But upon closer inspection, this extraterritorial demon was not the same as the one outside. He actually had a face, and his blood-red eyes looked quite strange, as if they had the power to bewitch people.
The moment Bai Lan's eyes met, the shadow suddenly rushed towards Bai Lan, trying to penetrate her body, but Bai Lan, who was prepared, dodged it and used the power of rules to condense a wall, imprisoning the shadow in place.
The shadow pounded the wall hard but found no response. However, he did not give up struggling. Instead, he stared at Bai Lan, his pupils turning blood red in an instant.
The moment Bai Lan looked into those blood-red pupils, he suddenly stopped.
Her head shook, and countless images flashed through her mind as her consciousness was agitated. They were all desperate scenes of her death during countless previous reloads, her chest pierced by monsters, her lungs shattered by the pressure of high-level cultivators, and her soul destroyed by lightning.
The experience of millions of deaths flooded into her brain like a tide, making her face pale and her heart almost broken.
"Bai Lan, steady your mind and practice Wuxiang Gong!"
A voice sounded from the depths of Bai Lan's consciousness, bringing back a trace of her awareness.
It was Bai Lan's other half of consciousness that spoke.
At times like this, only her own voice could reach the depths of her consciousness and bring back her sanity.
"How insidious! Your methods are even more powerful than those of the Hehuan Sect cultivators."
Bai Lan reasonably suspected that the extraterritorial demon rushed towards her not to attack her at first, but to occupy her body. Judging from the fact that this demon could break the cultivator's heart with just one look, he had the ability to do so.
When Bai Lan gradually regained his senses and opened his eyes again, his pupils had turned golden, and the Buddha's light swept towards the extraterritorial demon in the Jindan stage.
"You, you are actually not affected." The demon from outside the domain spoke in shock. Obviously, he also knew the language of the cultivation world.
Bai Lan sneered, took a few steps forward, saved the game on the spot, and then stretched out his hand without saying a word, covering the head of the demon.
Search for souls.
No one knows who sealed this demon in the Soul-Breaking Spear. His memory is already very fragmented, with only some vague battle scenes remaining.
These extraterritorial demons are innate demons. Different from those cultivators who embark on the path of demon cultivation later in life, they are the real favorites of the devil.
These extraterritorial demons have their own inherited skills and bloodline memories in their souls since they were born, just like monsters.
What shocked Bai Lan was that the image of the ancient troll that appeared in the demon's memory was exactly the same as the image of the troll transformed by the Demon Transformation Technique.
Many of the cultivation techniques that appeared in the demon's memory were similar to the magic cultivation techniques in the world of cultivation.
Opening his eyes again, Bai Lan reloaded the save file and returned to the incense stick. He said in a deep voice, "Hand over a wisp of your life soul, otherwise, you will die."
"We, the demon clan, don't have such a thing as our own soul..."
Before the Extraterritorial Demon could finish his words, his arm was cut off by the Soul Severing Blow. "You are a creation of the fusion of divine soul and demonic energy. Your divine soul is a fatal weakness for you. This arm is the price you pay for deceiving me. If you do it again, I will take your demon core."
As long as all things in the world have intelligence, they must have a soul.
"How do you know all this? Are you also from the demon clan?" The demon from outside the domain was shocked.
"Three, two, one..."
A handsome demon is one who knows the times. In the face of absolute strength, even the demons from outer space cannot escape the fate of having their souls taken away.
After saving the game on the spot, Bai Lan stared at the extraterritorial demon in front of him, and with a squeeze of his palm, he destroyed the soul in his hand.
Sure enough, the demon in front of him lost his soul in an instant, and the demonic energy could no longer support his body. He turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a blood-red demon core.
After confirming that this panacea move could still enable her to control the opponent's life and death, Bai Lan felt relieved. He loaded the game and went back to a few breaths ago, unlocking the rule barrier in front of him.
"I know that you are from the Realm Demon Clan, and you are very good at deceiving people. During the invasion of the Extraterritorial Demons, you were extremely skilled at possessing the bodies of the indigenous monks, obtaining their memories, and disguising yourself as the host, thereby disintegrating the monks' power from within."
Listening to Bai Lan spilling all his secrets like a bamboo tube pouring out beans, Jing Mo was really panicked this time: "How do you know all this? The highest level of cultivation in this world is only the Spirit Transformation Stage. How could there be someone like you who can predict the future? This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Inscribe your inherited skills onto this jade slip, then go through the rift in the sky to find your kind. I want your inside information, the entire plan for this battle, and the number of high-level extraterritorial demons. If you don't return within three days, I will crush your life soul."
"...You want me to be a traitor to my tribe? Hehehe, you've found the right person." The Realm Demon laughed and said, "Yes, Master, rest assured. I promise to complete the task! As long as there is benefit, I will help you get everything you want."
There is also another point, even the demon cultivators among the human race have a bottom line.
But the innate demons don’t have that. They have no bottom line, no so-called conscience. Good thoughts are their inner demons, and they are pure evil itself.
Ignoring Jingmo's compliment, Bai Lan sent him out of the Void Stone and came to the outside of the training room where Jingkong was.
"Master, that monk is really stupid. Several months have passed, but he still hasn't been able to break through to the third level of the Forget Love Art." The monk from the Yuling Sect who was guarding the gate shook his head and sighed.
"It's okay." Bai Lan raised his hand and opened the stone door.
At this moment, Bai Lan was certain that the Forgetfulness Technique was a demonic cultivation technique. It was not the way of the supreme saint who forgot all feelings, but the way of killing that abandoned all emotions.
It really fits the image of the demon clan. This technique is contrary to the Buddhist practice. If Jingkong can practice it to perfection, then his six senses will really be impure.
"I have tried my best to cultivate this Forgetfulness Technique, but I can only reach the second level. No matter what, I can never reach the state of great perfection you mentioned... If you want to kill me, kill me alone, and don't implicate the people of Guanghua Temple."
When Jingkong saw Bai Lan, he stepped back like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Why are you so nervous? I am also a Buddhist practitioner." Bai Lan said as he grabbed Jingkong's collar and in an instant he flashed to another place in the Void Stone.
Behind the light curtain in front of him were imprisoned countless extraterritorial demons that had been teleported in. They were now clamoring to shatter the light curtain, but they were powerless against the power of rules and could only stand there helplessly and furious.
Bai Lan casually picked up a Foundation Establishment stage extraterritorial demon and looked at Jing Kong: "Kill him, chant scriptures, beat the wooden fish, whatever method, kill him."