Chapter 1688
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Chapter 1688 Soul Concealment Technique
“Is this what a deity looks like…” Yan Zhong sighed in relief, leaning against the wall and slowly sitting on the ground, his back already soaked with sweat. “How did the Marquis and the others fight against such beings?”
“Brother Qiye is still fierce, fighting the Wood God Jumang single-handedly to a standstill. When will I ever have that kind of strength?” Zhan Yuwu couldn’t help but sigh.
“Stop dreaming, that realm isn’t something you can reach just by waiting.”
Gongyang Wan spoke softly.
Hu Jia’s gaze swept across the surroundings. After closing the hall doors, there wasn’t a trace of light inside the great hall, only pitch darkness.
“Did we enter the Law Hall?” Hu Jia asked in confusion. “Why isn’t there any light at all?”
“There is.”
Jialan raised her hand and gently wiped a certain spot on the wall. A flash of light appeared, and streams of brightness began to illuminate the hall, dispelling the darkness before everyone’s eyes.
The interior space of this great hall was far larger than it appeared from outside. Countless scrolls floated in midair, like a suspended ocean. One could touch them with just a slight reach of the hand.
“Pure Yang Weapon Forging Technique…”
Hu Jia murmured the characters written on the scroll closest to his head.
“These are all secret techniques collected in the Law Hall. The Queen Mother excels at weapon forging, so most are related to that, though there are other methods as well, but mortals generally can’t use them,” Jialan explained.
“Mine is ‘Dark Spirit Summoning’… seems to be about slave ghosts? Origin: Fengdu? What place is Fengdu?” Zhan Yuwu blinked.
“It’s the Ghost City.”
Yan Zhong explained while moving among these secret techniques. He was already interested in scrolls, let alone divine texts.
His gaze swept across these secret methods one by one, suddenly stopping on a particular one, his eyebrows slightly raised:
“Soul Concealment Technique?”
He curiously took down this secret method and began reading it. The surprise and delight on his face gradually transformed into solemnity, until both his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
“What’s wrong? Is there something special about this technique?” Zhan Yuwu asked.
“Indeed special. It describes how to forge one’s soul into a weapon when near death, nourishing it with immense fortune, ultimately achieving immortality through soul concealment… but the process is too painful—skinning, bone extraction, heart removal, blood drawing—who could endure that?”
Yan Zhong shook his head and put the scroll back.
“How’s the situation outside?” Gongyang Wan asked, walking to the hall door.
Jialan gently opened the door a crack, about to look outside when a roaring explosion of fire engulfed her figure, nearly affecting Gongyang Wan behind her as well.
Jialan immediately closed the hall door and hesitantly said:
“It seems… not good?”
…
Outside the hall,
Dense tree roots entangled the tops of the three great halls, with swaying tree shadows beneath the sky. A sword light penetrated the void, instantly splitting this towering tree in half!
A figure in green robes landed on the broken ground. The Amatsukumo sword spun in the air for a moment before steadily hovering behind him.
From the base of the split giant tree, a shepherd boy figure slowly emerged, now bearing a hideous sword wound.
Crimson blood marked the ground with his footsteps, immediately sprouting dense green shoots. He frowned at Lin Qiye before him and said in a deep voice:
“Who exactly are you? Why is the Primordial Spirit Embryo of the Celestial Court with you?”
“Why don’t you answer me first: where is the Queen Mother of the West?”
“Queen Mother is currently fighting the counterfeit. Once she kills it, the counterfeits in Yaochi will be completely eliminated… If you’re from the Celestial Court, why aren’t you joining forces with us against the enemy, but instead fighting me here?”
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. “Have you considered that you might be a counterfeit yourself?”
The shepherd boy narrowed his eyes. “My counterfeit was already slain by Zhurong and me together. We both watched him turn into willow branches. How could I be a counterfeit?”
“Your perception has been altered.”
“Nonsense.”
Seeing this, Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly. Trying to make a counterfeit realize its nature through words was as difficult as climbing to heaven. Direct action would be more effective.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to make his move, a bright light flashed from the sky above, instantly freezing him in place.
And frozen along with him were the Wood God Jumang, as well as Zhurong, Huo Qubing, and the others nearby.
In an instant, the entire area in front of the Three Great Halls fell into silence.
That was…
Lin Qiye’s pupils contracted slightly. In the sky, a massive mirror surface appeared, clearly reflecting the figures of everyone below. A beautiful woman wearing a gold-threaded purple robe walked out from the mirror.
Queen Mother of the West?
Lin Qiye recognized the Kunlun Mirror at a glance, but before he could speak, a second beautiful woman emerged.
Two Queen Mothers stood side by side beneath the Kunlun Mirror, looking down at the Cinnabar Hall and Lin Qiye’s group, their beautiful eyes narrowing…
“What’s going on? Why aren’t they fighting each other?” Chloe asked in surprise.
Huo Qubing frowned at the two figures in the sky, lost in thought.
“Queen Mother! These people have charged into the Cinnabar Hall and battled with us. We don’t know their intentions,” Jumang reported, unable to distinguish which was the real Queen Mother.
The two Queen Mothers exchanged glances, and the one on the left slowly spoke:
“What do you think?”
“Let’s kill them first,” the one on the right answered.
“Good.”
As the words fell, both Queen Mothers struck simultaneously. Two dazzling green beams pierced through heaven and earth, instantly penetrating the foreheads of Jumang and Zhurong, who were still bound by the Kunlun Mirror!
The Queen Mother’s sudden attack was completely unexpected. They remained frozen in their original postures, with hideous bloody holes in their foreheads, their eyes filled with confusion as they looked skyward.
Why would the real and fake Queen Mothers suddenly join forces?
Why would they kill them?
The life force of the two major gods rapidly dissipated, and they finally fell before Lin Qiye and the others, transforming into two willow branches, each with two eyeballs.
“What do you see?”
“I see willow branches.”
“I also see willow branches.”
The two Queen Mothers exchanged glances, their beautiful eyes concentrating.
“Now all of Yaochi has been purged… Once I kill you, everything will end.”
“I return those same words to you.” The Queen Mother on the right paused, then pointed downward. “What about them?”
Both Queen Mothers looked down at Lin Qiye and his companions.
This scene completely exceeded Lin Qiye’s expectations. They had planned to enter Yaochi, identify the fake Queen Mother, and help the real one defeat the impostor… but they never imagined that both the real and fake Queen Mothers would join forces and appear before them in such harmony.
“This junior Lin Qiye pays respects to the Queen Mother… s.” Lin Qiye spoke with an odd expression.
