novelraw Chapter 467, Restriction Restored
Chapter 467, Restriction Restored
"Whoosh~"
The bloodline chains pierced through the cracks in the boundary wall, pulling Hua Changxi back into the Ghost Fire Well.
"boom!"
Hua Changxi crashed to the ground like a rag doll, kicking up a cloud of dust. His spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted, lightning and fire swirled around him, and his aura was extremely weak.
Almost at the same moment—
"Crack!"
Under the aftershocks of the divine punishment, Jing Sheng's nine bloodline chains began to break inch by inch, eventually turning into specks of blood light and dissipating into the air.
Hua Changxi was powerless to care about this. Her consciousness was already blurred, and she was only kept from fainting by her last bit of willpower.
With her last ounce of strength, she summoned the Vermilion Bird Bone from the Shennong Cauldron.
"Om~"
As soon as the Vermilion Bird Bone appeared, it emitted a blazing red light, and the entire bone was as red as burning charcoal.
At the same time, in the center of the Vermilion Bird Prison Suppression Formation, where the Vermilion Bird Bone was originally placed, runes lit up.
The runes, like ancient beings long dormant, were awakened by the Vermilion Bird Bone, emitting a deep hum. Beams of crimson light shot out from the array's core, weaving into a net in the air, seemingly calling for the Vermilion Bird Bone to return to its rightful place.
"Whoosh~"
Sensing the summons, the Vermilion Bird Bone transformed into a streak of red light and flew towards the center of the formation.
"boom!"
The moment the Vermilion Bird Bone entered the array's core, the entire Vermilion Bird Prison Suppression Array was instantly illuminated.
Above the grand formation, a Vermilion Bird totem rapidly condensed and took shape.
The totem was woven from countless runes, each feather clearly visible, and each pattern containing ancient and powerful energy.
As the Vermilion Bird totem coalesced, the Vermilion Bird Prison Suppression Formation began to operate.
Crimson light spread outwards from the array's core, like veins covering the entire bottom of the well. Wherever the light flowed, the previously dim runes lit up again, radiating a blazing aura.
As the ancient runes lit up again, a transparent light shield formed.
Above the light shield, the Vermilion Bird pattern was faintly visible, radiating a chilling pressure.
At the core of the formation, the Vermilion Bird Bone was firmly embedded, merging with the formation as one.
The blazing flames on the bone surface resonated with the runes of the grand array, creating a wondrous harmony. With each resonance, a beam of flame swept across the array's surface, instantly incinerating any ghostly energy or fire attempting to penetrate.
The restrictions on the Ghost Fire Well have been completely lifted!
With the restrictions reinstated, Hua Changxi finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing slightly, but what followed was an overwhelming sense of exhaustion and excruciating pain.
She lay on the ground, her chest heaving violently, each breath feeling like swallowing burning embers that seared her lungs.
Looking at the hundreds of Vermilion Bird soldiers sitting cross-legged around the formation, Hua Changxi gritted her teeth and forcibly activated the remaining spiritual power in her body.
Unfortunately, his meridians were already empty, and the flow of spiritual energy only brought him excruciating, tearing pain.
With her last breath, Hua Changxi activated the Ghostfire Token, leading hundreds of Vermilion Bird soldiers away from the bottom of the Ghostfire Well.
"Bang bang bang~"
Muffled thuds echoed continuously around the mouth of the Will-o'-the-Wisp Well.
Hundreds of Vermilion Bird soldiers flew out of the well like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashing heavily to the ground.
The last one to fall to the ground was Hua Changxi. At this moment, her breathing was weak and she was on the verge of death, as if she would faint at any moment.
However, in her blurry vision, she did not see Jing Sheng sitting cross-legged above the Ghost Fire Well.
Hua Changxi struggled to turn his head, and finally, on the east side of the Ghost Fire Well, he saw Jing Sheng lying on the ground, eyes closed and unconscious. At this moment, the nine bloodline chains that pierced through Jing Sheng's body had disappeared, leaving only nine shocking bloody holes, his fate unknown.
Hua Changxi's dim eyes flickered, and the next moment, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Immediately afterward, the mouth of the Ghost Fire Well shook and dust flew up.
The next moment, Fang Zhuyue, Song Weimin and their group, who had been taken into the Sumeru Pearl by Hua Changxi, along with countless Zhurong Stones, countless fire-type spiritual marrow stones, and countless healing spiritual fruits and plants filled the surrounding area.
She even took out the luminous cup containing the water of the Soul River.
In an instant, fire spirit power and soul power filled the bottom of the nine-story prison tower.
After doing all this, Hua Changxi could no longer hold on, closed her eyes, and fell into a coma.
"This is."
"Have we left the Ghost Realm and returned to the Ghost Fire Well?"
Compared to the hundreds of Vermilion Bird soldiers who sacrificed themselves to maintain the Vermilion Bird Prison Suppression Formation, Fang Zhuyue, Song Weimin, and their group were in a better situation. At least for now, some of them were still conscious.
"Hall Master!"
Seeing Hua Changxi lying unconscious with his eyes closed not far away, Fang Zhuyue was very anxious.
Looking at the healing resources around them, Song Weimin understood Hua Changxi's plan and quickly reassured him, "Commander Fang, let's heal ourselves first. Only in this way can we help your Palace Master."
Meanwhile, the phantom of the nine-story prison tower above Nanxiang County had dissipated, and the sky had returned to its azure blue. However, the oppressive atmosphere in the air had not completely dissipated, and the people in Nanxiang County were still somewhat shaken.
Above the Xuanyuan Mansion, the five generals of Xuanyuan were at a loss for what expression to make.
Just now, they received a message from the Nine Netherworlds—the Lord of the Lingguang Palace broke into the forbidden area of the Ghost Realm and engaged in a life-or-death battle with the Ghost King. During the battle, he used karmic fire to burn the Ghost Infant River, which attracted divine punishment.
"I hope the Lord of Lingguang Palace won't be in any trouble."
Qin Feng's tone was very uncertain; those who could withstand divine retribution were extremely rare.
Lu Zhenting remained relatively calm: "He should still be alive, otherwise the strange phenomenon in the Vermilion Bird Army prison wouldn't have passed so quickly."
"Om~"
With a sudden thought, Lu Zhenting picked up the document and saw that it was a message from Wei Zhenjie—"The Xuanyuan Mansion's Preaching Hall should be opened as soon as possible!"
Upon seeing this news, Lu Zhenting sighed.
Who would have thought that the Lord of Lingguang Palace was so lacking in cultivation knowledge that he went to the Ghost Clan's origin to set off karmic fire!
At the same time, various forces also received news that "the Lord of Lingguang Palace has entered the forbidden area of the Ghost Clan, fought a great battle against the Ghost King, and burned the Ghost Infant River."
"I have to say, the Lord of Lingguang Palace is truly a formidable figure!"
In the forbidden area of the imperial palace, the retired emperor and the emperor looked at each other in silence. The Ghost Fire Well in Nanxiang City was completely cut off from the royal family.
After a moment of silence, the emperor spoke: "The Lord of Lingguang Palace probably knows everything that Thirteen did in the Ghost Fire Well. As a result, he may become hostile to the royal family. It would be best if we withdrew all our deployments in Nanxiang County."
The retired emperor's face was full of resentment: "I really wish she would die under divine punishment!"
Will-o'-the-wisp well.
After absorbing the soul power and spiritual energy scattered in the air, Song Weimin was the first to regain his mobility. As soon as he could move, he began to take the healing pills scattered around and give them to everyone.
After Gongshu Xingyan took a fourth-grade healing pill, his injuries were brought under control. Looking at the busy Song Weimin, he couldn't understand: "Your cultivation level is clearly not high, so how come your injuries are the lightest?"
Song Weimin himself was also puzzled: "I don't know either."
Gongshu Xingyan narrowed his eyes: "Your luck is much better than that of ordinary people." In the Ghost Clan prison, he thought Song Weimin might die several times, but each time he managed to escape danger.
Seeing that Song Weimin kept glancing at Hua Changxi, Gongshu Xingyan asked in surprise, "What, do you know the Lord of Lingguang Palace?"
Song Weimin's expression was somewhat complicated: "We've met a few times, but I truly never expected" that a young girl with no background would actually be the Palace Master of Lingguang Palace! (End of Chapter)