The ghost cultivator boss almost fainted on the spot.
The old man wanted to run.
He did not dare to fly into the sky. Of course, staying on the broken golden throne for too long would only lead to death. In desperation, the old man shook the rattle-drum in his hand. More than a dozen dazzling thunderbolts struck down from the Ninth Heaven. For a moment, silver snakes danced wildly. Amidst the thunderbolts, the old man took out a purple brocade pouch. He shook it in the wind and released a cloud of green smoke.
The green smoke quickly spread. In less than ten breaths, the entire broken golden throne was covered in green smoke.
The androgynous cultivator finally came to his senses.
With a splash, he jumped into the lake.
He turned into a fish.
He dove deep into the lake.
The old man was not willing to stay on the floating island. He dove into the lake to hide for a while. Sooner or later, His Excellency would find him. This was His Excellency's territory! Wasn't playing tricks here courting death? If he really wanted to escape, he had to think of a better way. Otherwise, it would be a waste of effort.
In for a penny, in for a pound. The old man released the three living sacrifices imprisoned in the rattle-drum.
These three living sacrifices were either protectors or elders of small sects.
Their cultivation level was actually not bad.
They were captured by mistake.
It was mainly because they fell into the old man's trap and the strange magic weapon in his hand that they became living sacrifices.
Now that the old man released them, he did not hypnotize them like before. Instead, he hurriedly woke them up, freeing them from their nightmares and restoring their original sanity. The three did not know what had happened, but there was an invisible and huge pressure in the sky. Their lives were at stake. There was no time to think. The three followed their instincts, chanting their strongest incantations and magic weapons to protect themselves. They hurriedly flew into the sky, trying to escape this place of death as fast as possible.
The old man took advantage of the chaos to escape.
The rattle-drum in his hand turned into a strange wave-shaped light.
He left his fake body behind, hoping to hide from His Excellency's eyes. His real body turned into a silver-winged insect the size of a grain of rice. He quickly fled under the cover of the strange wave-shaped light.
The ghost cultivator saw that his companions had all fled. He was the only one left.
If he did not leave.
He was definitely dead.
He hurriedly tossed aside the thought of staying behind to beg for mercy and tell the truth.
First, he waved his hand and sprinkled a few balls of Bone-corroding Ink. Then, he stirred up a gust of wind and scattered the pungent ink all over the sky. Then, he used his protective magic treasure to create a dozen or so dark tornadoes. Finally, he turned into a black cloud and fled to the periphery of the floating island.
"As expected, it's you guys playing tricks! You're courting death! "The invisible lord in the sky was infuriated.
Lightning, green smoke, ink, and tornadoes were wreaking havoc.
If it was any other cultivator, they would definitely have a headache.
But this powerful lord …
But it was broken in one move.
In the sky.
Suddenly, a pair of giant hands over a hundred meters long appeared out of thin air.
This pair of giant hands first waved to break the lightning, and then slapped out the rising tornadoes one by one.
Several small mountains on the floating island were directly smashed by this pair of giant hands. The water in the small lake was also affected, stirring up huge waves tens of meters high.
The silver-winged insect, which was as small as a grain of rice, was easily caught between the index finger and thumb of the giant hand. The ghost cultivator, who had turned into a huge black cloud, had his entire ethereal body sucked into the palm of the giant hand's right hand, without the slightest possibility of struggling. As for the cultivator, who had turned into a grass carp and dived deep into the lake, at some point, he had been thrown into the air by the shock force of the slap just now. Moreover, he was firmly locked by the aura, unable to move up or down in midair, unable to advance or retreat. He could only wait for death.
Green smoke mixed with the ink.
The image of the lord slowly appeared in the middle.
It was a face of extreme anger, and it looked quite similar to the statue on the golden altar.
The huge mouth opened and closed, and the voice exploded like thunder on a clear day. "You little bugs, do you think you can play tricks in front of me? With such little tricks, you don't even deserve to carry my shoes! Tell me, who is the one behind all of this? Who else is your accomplice? If you tell me honestly, I might grant you death on account of all the hard work you've done in the past! Otherwise, I will let you taste all the pain and torture in the world. When that time comes, you will deeply understand what it means to be unable to live, and unable to die! "
"Spare us, my lord, there is no one behind us! This has nothing to do with us, we don't even know what is going on! Everything is because of those two flying swords. We are only afraid of your divine power, my lord, and that is why we fled in such a panic! "The leader of the ghost cultivators returned to his real body from the black cloud, begging for mercy and explaining.
"You are still so stubborn even when death is at hand? I guess the bones in your body must be itching! Since that is the case, then I will help you loosen your bones! " The huge right hand suddenly closed, and a series of dense sounds of bones breaking rang out, accompanied by the miserable shrieks of the leader of the ghost cultivators.
The old man also returned to his real body from the silver-winged insect.
But he did not beg for mercy.
His eyeballs were rolling, as if he was thinking of some kind of countermeasure.
The androgynous cultivator remained in the form of a grass carp, but his eyes were fixed on the two swords of ice and fire that were pierced into the golden altar.
The huge mouth of the face, which was a mixture of green smoke and ink, opened and closed again. "Speak, who is the person behind you? Who knew the weakness of the golden offering, and specially sent you here to use a trick to lure me away, and then forcibly destroy it with a magic treasure? Speak, or else turning your bones into ashes will be the light punishment. The more painful and despairing destruction is yet to come! "
"It is …" The androgynous cultivator discovered that the two swords of ice and fire were trembling again, as if they were accumulating energy for a new round of explosion.
"Who is it? Is it that old fool Proud Radiance? "The lord in the sky interrogated again, this time narrowing down the scope of his guess. There were not many people who had the guts to do such a thing, and even fewer who had the ability to do so. But there was one exception, and that was the master of a floating island seal in the southeast, "Proud Radiance Venerable".
The existence of the two swords of ice and fire, in particular, was a great proof.
Although the two swords seemed to be made up of the power of ice and fire.
But in the eyes of another realm.
This was actually a kind of light.
A very special and very tyrannical power of light. The ice and fire were merely a cover on the surface.
Among the nearby enemies of the floating islands, only Proud Radiance Venerable had the ability to easily achieve this.
"It is …" How could the androgynous cultivator dare to say anything else? He was deeply afraid that if he did, the lord would see through him. Moreover, the main thing right now was to stall for time. Speaking nonsense would only hasten his death.
"Just who is it?" The lord roared, his voice shaking half of the secret realm.
"Your mother told us to do it!" The old man suddenly raised his hand, attracting the huge face formed of green smoke and ink, and replied with a grin.
"What? You said … you disgusting maggot, I'm going to tear you into a million pieces, then roast you over a fire to ashes! " The lord was stunned at first, but when he reacted, he was so angry that the face formed of green smoke and ink couldn't even maintain its composure. One by one, it exploded. The entire floating island was enveloped by his murderous aura, trembling incessantly. Countless rocks shattered, collapsed, and fell into the boundless sea below.
If the old man dared to spout nonsense, it wasn't that he was tired of living.
Rather, he wanted to attract the other party's attention, creating the best opportunity for the ice and fire swords to kill.
Unlike the androgynous cultivator, the old man himself was also confident. After all, he still had a rattle-drum with unique abilities in his hands.
Dong dong dong …
The rattle-drum shook.
The old man's entire body was sucked in like a light smoke.
The giant hand formed by the lord actually couldn't catch the old man in an instant, letting him slip through the gaps of the fingers like a light smoke. On the other side, the ghost cultivator boss also wanted to escape, but he was firmly held by the giant hand, unable to struggle at all. Even though the Ice and Fire Swords suddenly exploded and flew backward from the shattered golden altar, shooting straight into the sky and exploding in the void between the two hands, causing the invisible Lord to let out a hoarse cry of pain, the leader of the ghost cultivators did not manage to escape.
The androgynous cultivator screamed, "Release all the living sacrifices, use them as substitutes!"
The ghost cultivator boss actually had a plan long ago.
He was waiting for the moment when the lord's control was at its weakest after being attacked.
"Hurry and leave! I don't want my real body anymore, remember to help me summon my soul! " The ghost cultivator boss's whole body was ignited with a wave of ghost fire, and his real body was burned to ashes, leaving only a bit of soul ghost fire, which returned to the ghost domain of the ghost teeth necklace. Then, using his consciousness, the ghost teeth necklace flew in front of the androgynous cultivator.
"Hurry and leave!" The old man's consciousness hidden in the rattle-drum also directed the artifact to fly to the androgynous cultivator's hand.
"Doppelganger!" The androgynous cultivator held the ghost teeth necklace in one hand and the rattle-drum in the other, changing from the original body into two different male and female clones. After splitting from one into two, the androgynous cultivator's power didn't decrease, but increased. In an instant, his power was more than doubled, and he broke free from the clamp of the qi mechanism. While the ice and fire swords were still suppressing the invisible 'lord', the two clones flew into the sky, fleeing towards the periphery of the floating island.
"Yes, that's it. Hurry up, we only need to reach the exit of the secret realm to succeed!" The ghost cultivator boss transmitted his thoughts.
His reaction wasn't fast, but as a boss, the escape plan he came up with was passable.
At the very least.
He didn't have the slightest hesitation in making a choice.
For a ghost cultivator, when encountering a powerhouse that he couldn't defeat, it was actually a good choice to abandon his original body to protect his soul. It wasn't unacceptable.
Although abandoning his original body would damage his power, the ghost cultivator could use his cultivation method to refine another substitute. Of course, the effect wouldn't be as good as abandoning his original body, but it was still much better than falling into the hands of a powerful enemy and being at their mercy! The ghost cultivator boss had held onto a fluke mentality, thinking that he could escape safely. Who would've thought that the power of his lord was beyond imagination, so the life-saving technique of abandoning his original body came into being.
Unfortunately, he forgot that in the ghost domain, there was still a 'martial cultivator' imprisoned inside.
Before Lin Dong left the ghost domain, he quietly waited.
He casually waved his hand.
It was even more casual than the pair of giant hands that the 'lord' had transformed from the sky a moment ago.
In the blink of an eye, the ghost cultivator's soul fire was grasped in the palm of his hand. Then, he flew out of the floating island leisurely.
"You …" The cultivator who had transformed into a male and a female doppelganger didn't have any time to react. He was caught in the palm of Lin Dong's hand lightly, and immediately turned into two demonic flowers, one male and one female. As for the old man who had submerged into the rattle drum, he sensed that something was wrong outside, and anxiously wanted to poke his head out to see what was going on. Seeing that something was wrong, he shrank his head back like a tortoise. Who would've thought that Lin Dong would stretch out his hand, and directly pass through the rattle drum, deep into the transcendent artifact, and directly pull the old man out.
"So there are so many secrets in the secret realm. Thank you very much for leading the way. But, this show has just begun, don't you guys want to continue watching?" Needless to say, the ghost cultivator boss and the others also knew that they were finished. This ancient mirror was not a sword cultivator, nor was it a martial cultivator, but an existence that was far more powerful and terrifying than their lord!
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