Chapter 505

Chapter 505

“Brother Chui, beware, it’s trying to possess him!” Siu Fu’s face fell.

Possession was the process of moving one’s spirit into a dead body to continue one’s lifespan and cultivation. It was one of the six techniques of Buddhism that was long lost to the world. Beings with powerful mental strength were gifted with the talent to perform this technique naturally and could even attack someone with a living spirit, destroying the host’s spirit violently and snatching the body forcefully!

Siu Fu couldn’t imagine what kind of terrifying being was living inside the black shadow.

“Chui Sang” abruptly stood up, causally waving his right hand.

Lee Kwong’s face fell and he defended himself with his blade. But “Chui Sang’s” arm was covered in black smoke as it smashed against the blade, and Lee Kwong, who was tired out after struggling against the suction force, could no longer take it and flew out, turning into a bloody fog within the black smoke.

“Chui Sang” shut his eyes, enjoying the feeling. “Blood, the purest form of blood and flesh! Hahaha!”

He opened his eyes, staring at Chui Yim and Siu Fu with his vertical white pupils that brimmed with violence. “Come, become my nutrients to take over the world once again!”

“Brother Chui,” Siu Fu’s eyes lit up. “The body it took over is too weak to handle the great power of this unknown creature. It might seem invincible, but it’s no stronger than a two-chambered state cultivator. We stand a chance.”

Chui Yim nodded. He could sense the fragile spirit beneath the powerful facade. “Brother Siu, I’ll go first, protect me from behind.”

“Alright.” Siu Fu nodded.

Smoke emitted from Chui Yim’s bald head, slowly getting thicker as he grew long hair that was covered in flame. It danced in the air like flaming snakes.

Cautiously, Chui Yim slowly moved his right foot by a step.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com! The ground cracked, and Chui Yim disappeared from the spot!

“Too arrogant!” “Chui Sang” sneered. Despite only being able to exert the force of a two-chambered cultivator, it was still too much for a one-chambered state youth to take... huh?

Boom! “Chui Sang” sent out a black ball of flame surrounded by black smoke on his palm, which dispersed the instant the teen with blazing hair landed a punch against it.

Crack!

“Ant!!!!”

Black fog surged to the ceiling as another tiny trace of black fog entered Chui Sang’s body. It might’ve been tiny, but Siu Fu’s eyes never moved away from it.

At the same time, the rust stains that covered the Iron Lotus Flower disappeared swiftly. Purity did not take over the sacred item, but the inky evil aura did.

It had been a thousand years, and the paramount sacred item failed to change Netherspectre for the better but ended up consumed by its intense hatred instead.

This also explained how some of its simple evil thoughts could escape to the world in the form of a bead and attract Chui Sang; Netherspectre had swallowed one of the seals.

The Iron Lotus Flower soared to the sky and landed on “Chui Sang’s” hand.

Boom! Chui Yim punched the Iron Lotus Flower and received a horrifying backlash from the evil aura!

“What the heck!?” Shocked, Chui Yim retreated in an instant!

The evil aura descended like a formidable, ominous claw!

Screech!

Luckily for Chui Yim, he moved swiftly and dodged the attack casually. Even so, five claw marks were left on his dark red vest, revealing his toned body. Chui Yim frowned at the black Iron Lotus Flower. The Purifying Cloud Pavilion was stocked with treasures, so he could easily tell how great of a power the Iron Lotus Flower held.

The concerning factor here was that the Iron Lotus Flower – supposedly part of the suppression formation – became Netherspectre’s item after being eroded by a thousand years of evil aura. Even without Chui Sang, Netherspectre would’ve been able to escape a couple of centuries later at most.

Chui Sang sacrificing himself and his servants only sped up the process and provided Netherspectre a body to host.

“Nobody, not a single person in the world can stop my rebirth today!”

The vertical pupils of “Chui Sang” were as fierce as a storm as the black shadow behind him expanded. Without the Iron Lotus Flower, the milky flame was like a flickering candle that would disperse the next minute.​​​​​​​

Both Chui Yim and Siu Fu knew in their hearts that, if the milky flame were put out, they would lose their lives.