Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 60 The Corpse King of Western Hunan, Internal Elixir

Wow!

The moment the Yin spirit's physical form appeared, it was accompanied by a gust of demonic wind.

Wherever the demonic wind reached, two twin female ghosts appeared.

The twin ghosts, one stealthily moving and the other passing through walls, wiped out the remaining poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.

Passing by the centipede demon's corpse, he even took the centipede's inner core.

"This... Immortal Huang is incredibly skilled." Old Luo was dumbfounded.

Chen Yulou, standing to the side, remained silent.

He had initially harbored some resentment towards Huang Bai, but now that he had witnessed Huang Bai's true abilities, he calmed down.

Those who raid tombs are bound by fate, and their wealth is determined by destiny. Since they have coveted this wealth, they should be prepared to die.

They can't blame anyone else; no one begged them to go to the tomb.

Everything is his own fault.

The Yin spirit slowly descended, and some soldiers and warriors even knelt down devoutly before Huang Bai.

The emotions of the beings varied, but Huang and Bai paid no attention to them.

Now that the clues have been found, there's no need for anyone else to stay.

Although they were numerous, they were a mob, and he didn't take them seriously at all. He could easily scare most of them away with a mere scare.

If Huang Bai uses his magical authority to casually utter a few curses, such as wishing them to be childless or struck by lightning, most of them will turn against him.

The twin female ghosts floated beside him, like guardian angels.

This was the first time the tomb raiders had directly faced mythological magic.

I've seen many strange things in the past, but most of them were either evil arts from the martial arts world or inexplicable phenomena.

The first time we truly witnessed someone using magic was during Huang Bai's visit.

"Thank you so much, Master Huang... for saving us." Partridge Whistle was the first to break the deadlock.

I was halfway through my sentence when I realized I didn't know how to address him.

Huang Bai looks young, but people who take elixirs and medicines often live long lives, and he might be the same age as his grandfather.

"It was nothing," Huang Bai said, indicating that he didn't mind.

As they spoke, the other black pipa was slain by the twin demons.

As the riot gradually subsided, Huang Bai spoke again: "Commander Luo."

"Immortal Huang, just call me Little Luo," Luo Laowai said politely.

He boasted that he had men and guns, and could kill anyone who stood in his way, but seeing his brothers kneeling and kowtowing like this, he was afraid that if they gave the order, he might be the one shot.

"There's just an alchemy furnace below, and below that is the Corpse King's coffin. There's no wealth there, so those looking for riches can move their things and leave now."

Chen Yulou wanted to say something more, but seeing that he had very few trusted confidants left, he had no choice but to accept this option.

Luo Laowai was naturally overjoyed. He had been prepared to get nothing, so he was very satisfied to be able to take something with him.

"Hurry up, don't delay the time, move all the goods away."

As the soldiers and the unloading ridge were withdrawn, the lively scene instantly turned into a desolate and gloomy one.

The old man and Hua Ling never dared to look at the white-clad female ghost floating in the sky.

"Partridge Whistle, if you want to leave, you can leave now," Huang Bai said, turning to Partridge Whistle.

"No, we must find the Muchen Pearl."

Partridge Whistle shook his head firmly.

No matter what dangers he encounters, he must obtain the Muchen Pearl.

"What if I told you there's no Muchen Pearl below?"

Huang Bai countered with a question.

"We don't have the Muchen Pearl, but..." Partridge Whistle swayed precariously, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

The junior brothers and sisters behind him also couldn't believe it.

Huang Bai had no reason to lie to himself. If he wanted the Muchen Pearl, he couldn't possibly outbid him, so there was no reason for him to deceive himself.

The only possibility is that the bead is not there.

Time and again they searched, only to be disappointed time and time again.

They thought they had a great chance this time, but Huang Bai sentenced them to death.

Partridge Whistle, who had been suffering from internal injuries, suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark gold blood due to his fluctuating emotions.

"However, I know where the Muchen Pearl is, and I have a way to delay your curse." Huang Bai changed the subject and said some great news.

The three siblings exchanged a glance and knelt down without hesitation.

"Please, sir, save our clan! We will serve you like an ox or a horse to repay your kindness."

Partridge Whistle, this tough and resolute man who had faced life and death countless times, actually knelt down before Huang Bai.

"However, I have one condition: you have to hold this plate for me in a bit."

Huang Bai handed the array plate to Partridge Whistle and explained how to use it.

"This game is hard on the hand. Of course, if I finish quickly, I'll only get a minor injury, not be crippled. It's up to you who decides who uses it."

Ultimately, Partridge Whistle took on this responsibility.

The four then ventured deeper into the ancient tomb.

Along the way, the Mountain Digger Armor dug tunnels, while the Twin Ghost Soldiers cleared away poisonous insects along the route.

Huang Bai once again demonstrated his extraordinary abilities with talismans and magic swords.

Partridge Whistle hesitated, then asked, "Are there really immortals in the world? Where are they usually located?"

"Perhaps hiding in some mysterious space."

The world of Ghost Blows Out the Light is far from simple. Ancient gods and demons exist in the depths of this world, such as the Snake God who needs the Muchen Pearl.

However, these gods and demons did not seem to have cultivated step by step; rather, they were more like manifestations of some kind of rule of heaven and earth.

"Generation, restraint, and transformation" are the underlying principles of this world.

Mastering the principles of mutual generation and restraint allows even mortals to slay gods.

Therefore, Huang Bai is not worried that the ancient gods will find him unless he goes to the ancient gods' domain on his own initiative.

Soon, the group dug through the main burial chamber.

Compared to the burial chamber filled with treasures, the main tomb chamber contained only a solitary coffin, appearing quite meager.

The coffin was painted with red lacquer depicting scenes of immortals receiving celestial dew and ascending to immortality.

"Barbarians and rabble, how dare they aspire to immortality?" Huang Bai sneered.

Maybe this guy was deliberately tricked into becoming a zombie king, and he'll never be able to turn back.

"Wait here."

Huang Bai, carrying his magic sword, slowly walked towards the coffin.

Midnight had passed, and the token given by the White Crane Boy had returned to normal.

boom!

The twin ghost soldiers lifted the coffin.

In an instant, endless black energy surged out.

At the same time, Partridge Whistle endured the excruciating pain and suddenly pressed his palm down on the core of the array plate.

The bright red blood followed the patterns on the array plate to the "Fire Formation".

Roar!

A burly zombie, two meters tall, wearing armor and sporting a Yuan Dynasty hairstyle, leaped out of the coffin.

The sound was like waves, causing the yellow sand to churn and making everyone's eardrums ache.

The moment the zombie jumped out, it instantly set itself ablaze.

"Certainly!"

A beam of white light froze the zombie's form, and the Yaksha seized the opportunity to bind it with shackles.

Click click click!

The shackles made a loud, strained sound as they were finally broken.

"That's some real strength."

Huang Bai was secretly startled; no wonder it was a zombie with an inner core.

Bang bang bang!

The yellow talisman transformed into golden light, continuously striking the zombie.

Various talismans poured down, barely managing to block the zombies' resistance.

boom!

Finally, the flames burned through the armor on the Xiangxi Corpse King's body, which was as hard as black iron.

boom!

The thunderbolt struck down, shattering the internal organs of the Xiangxi Corpse King and burning holes from the inside out.

The flames burned the Xiangxi Corpse King to ashes along the hole, leaving only a pure white jade-like inner core, which was several parts larger than the original centipede's core.

"It's over," Huang Bai thought to himself.

As expected, clearing the area and getting rid of people was the right thing to do.

This corpse king had just broken through the earth and hadn't even had time to replenish its energy, yet it already possessed such formidable power.

If he were to fight while inhaling, it would probably go on forever.

Huang Bai picked up the thousand-year-old elixir, sensing the warm glow in his hand.

Next, we just need to finish refining the pills.

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