Chapter 397: 187: Black Coffin!
Millennium female warrior!
Demon Star has been waiting for a long time_3 Chapter 397: 187: Black Coffin!
Millennium female warrior!
Demon Star has been waiting for a long time_3 Luo Bing, “I was merely trying to save myself.
But you’re right, I did plot against you, I did set a trap for you, I did scheme against you…
in order to save myself.
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But now, don’t you want to save yourself?
Are you really planning to die with me?”
Chen Dengming, “You ensnared me and now you want me to help you while saving myself, my, you are cunning indeed.
But did you perhaps overestimate me?
Look at the current situation.
You even brought the real body of your founder, do you think I still have a chance to turn things around?”
Their souls intertwined, their thoughts nearly connected, in just a split second, he had seen through some of Luo Bing’s plans and calculations.
He knew this woman originally wanted to use him to eliminate the Evil Curse, so she herself can escape from the fate of being controlled and used as furnace tripod by it.
But this woman obviously misjudged the situation, overestimated the Ancient Immortal Palace, and underestimated the Evil Curse’s preparations.
Now the Evil Curse has used martial arts of the mortal world, which he helped perfect, to deceive the exclusionary force of the Ancient Immortal Palace.
The only things that could stop the Evil Curse now are the avatars left by the Demon Star as a last resort, and his own Life Burning Great Skill, which he didn’t know if it could work.
At this moment, the Evil Curse had entered the Ancient Temple, battling the Gold Core avatar of the Demon Star, demonstrating even more profound martial arts.
Each and every move contained divine power.
Steps traced the shape of a bird, moving in continuous cycles of the eight diagrams like playing a pipa, swift and fierce like a thunderbolt, simple yet lethal.
“The Nine Palace Bagua Nuwa Steps, Thunderbolt Divine Electricity Palm?”
Chen Dengming recognized the martial arts deployed by the Evil Curse as that which had been long lost in Nanxun, only recorded in ancient texts.
The Gold Core avatar of the Demon Star, who had repeatedly killed Chen Dengming’s divine spirit, was no match at all.
The Capturing Dragon Hand had just been deployed when it was killed by a palm strike from the Evil Curse.
A Daoist Script instantly flew out from the second stone pillar and darted toward the Evil Curse.
This was the Daoist Script that Chen Dengming had always had difficulty acquiring, yet it was obtained by the Evil Curse in a blink of an eye.
The Evil Curse was now charging toward the second stone pillar.
From the stone pillar, the aura radiated by the avatar of the Demon Star was even more terrifying.
The mere aura it emitted was far stronger than the Gold Core avatar.
This is the Nascent Soul avatar of the Demon Star, the aura it scattered interwove into a Sky Net within the Ancient Temple, punctuated but uninterrupted, blocking all escape routes for the Evil Curse.
The Evil Curse finally seemed to take things seriously, slowing down its advance…
“Now that she is fully focused on claiming the Dao Orthodoxy, she has no time to care about us.
But once she succeeds, we will be worthless, mere sacrificial pawns…”
At this moment, Luo Bing once again reminded him through divine thought.
Chen Dengming coldly responded, “This is the board you set up with the intent of saving yourself.
I’m utterly unprepared, not even a Golden Core.
Do you really expect me to have a way to help you survive?”
Luo Bing scoffed, “Do you think she will really give you time to breakthrough to the Golden Core?
Unless you can stay in the Longevity Sect forever.
The moment you step out, no matter where you go, she will haunt you.
Lately, she has been tightening her control over me, relentlessly pressuring me.
It’s as if her past spiritual wisdom and strength are resurfacing.
Once I could guide her, lead her around, and maintain some consciousness.
But lately, I am gradually losing control.
How is it possible for everything to go as you expect, waiting for you to be ready before anything happens?
How did you kill Han Yongxu and her split soul in the first place?”
As she delivered her divine thought, Luo Bing’s tone became increasingly impatient.
She was clearly aware that things had taken a turn for the worse and were not developing as she had planned.
Chen Dengming enjoyed watching this arrogant woman, who thought she had calculated everything, fall flat on her face.
He even wished that he could slap her across the face a few times.
At this moment he coldly said, “Han Yongxu and the split soul of your Evil Ancestor were directly suppressed and killed by the Ancient Immortal Palace.
You can say it had little to do with me.
You think I have some big secret or trump card, and by binding my life and death with yours, I could help you deal with the Evil Curse and free you from your predicament.
Well, you’re wrong.
I am utterly unprepared right now and can only wait for death!”
Luo Bing was right.
How can everything always go according to one’s wishes?
Originally, he intended to break through to the Golden Core and then lure Luo Bing, carrying the true body of the Evil Curse, away from the Miaoyin Sect to Nanxun.
After that, he would utilize the power of the Human Immortal Ancient Palace to kill the Evil Curse’s real body.
But the Evil Curse wouldn’t give him so much time to prepare.
Moreover, judging from the current situation, things have completely exceeded his expectation.
The power of the Evil Curse’s real body is too formidable, and it’s also a cultivator who once received the inheritance of the Human Immortal.
How is he supposed to continue this game?
He is unable to go on.
He can only wait for death!
Luo Bing’s thinking field connects with Chen Dengming’s, and she also senses the sincerity of Chen Dengming’s moods at this moment.
She can’t help feeling disheartened.
It’s the worst scenario in her calculation.
But she can still sense that Chen Dengming has secrets he’s keeping, secrets hidden deep within, seemingly more mysterious than the Human Immortal Ancient Palace, but he was unwilling to disclose them.
Feeling lost, she said, “Forget it.
Since you really have no way out, it seems we are facing the worst possible scenario.
Perhaps we are both waiting for death.
But this time, indeed, I was the one who trapped you.
My last trump card was originally prepared for myself.
Now that we’re here, if there’s still hope in the end, you might try to hold on to it…”
Something stirred within Chen Dengming, sensing that the other party seems to have figured out the secret behind his ‘panel.’
Back when he eliminated Han Yongxu and the Evil Curse, the ‘panel’ truly provided him with significant assistance.
Or rather, the powerful ability bestowed by the ‘Life Burning Style’ indeed served as a variable.
But he doesn’t think that relying on this power could pose a threat to such a formidable Evil Curse.
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Could it be that Luo Bing is considering his ‘panel’ secret as his trump card?
If so, he could only say that the other party’s last calculation in her life was a misjudgment.
He mocked her right away.
“What trump card do you have left?
Are you kindly keeping it to save my life?
Your kindness is like a fox’s tears…
and not trustworthy.”
At this moment.
An earth-shattering roar erupted within the ancient temple, followed by a strong spiritual power and the obsessive thought of the Evil Curse.
The ripple, almost tangible, exploded within the Human Immortal Ancient Palace.
The Avatar of Demon Star with three Daoist scripts was also crushed by the Evil Curse.
However, the black mist enveloping the Evil Curse completely vanished, as if its power declined significantly, revealing the figure of a graceful woman.
She looked mature and robust, with a high and clean forehead, a beautiful nose, and was gentle yet carried a bit of heroism.
However, her apricot-shaped eyes were filled with a terrifying evil black energy and stubbornness, with her chilling gaze locked onto the back of Demon Star, gradually brightened on the third pillar.
A calm and cold voice suddenly came from that pillar.
“I, Dongfang Huayuan, have been waiting for so long.
You finally arrive.
This game is too boring…
You couldn’t stop me from settling here a hundred years ago, and now that I have noticed, you still hope to deal with me with these surviving Lost Souls in the world.
It seems that you are underestimating me, Dongfang Huayuan!”
Upon hearing this, Shi Yiyin, the Evil Curse, slowed down her steps slightly.
A glimmer of the light of wisdom flickered in her eyes, which had been filled with pure obsession and malice.
Chen Dengming and Luo Bing were taken aback at this.
What does this mean?
Has the Demon Star, Dongfang Huayuan, been waiting here for a long time?
Does the true body of the Evil Curse seem to be controlled by someone else, and there’s someone else pulling the strings?
Hum——
At this moment, the third pillar shook violently, and the silhouette of the Demon Star within it suddenly turned into a giant palm that shot out.
Its fingers either transformed into a palm, a fist, or a claw.
As the shadows followed the form, streaks of silver light appeared, enveloping Shi Yiyin, the Evil Curse…
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