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The soul-searching was complete!
Zuo Ci displayed a look of keen interest. This desolate grand tomb was actually dedicated to the deity of the Ancient Ai Lao Kingdom, Gui Yan She Shen!
In their attempt to control the Snake God, they had relocated the very essence of the deity, the Earth Dragon Vein, to the ancestral grounds of the Fu Long Lineage at Niu Shou Mountain, where they constructed a Serpent God Temple atop the Dragon Vein's core.
What a grotesque display! They were simultaneously resurrecting Evil Gods through the sacrifice of cultivators while offering incense and prayers, mixing in special restrictions from the Fu Long Lineage, known as the Prison Dragon Talisman. Even if the deity were to be revived, it would become a puppet of the Fu Long Lineage, a guardian deity. The Fu Long Lineage aimed to use Ailao Mountain and the Earth Vein Dragon Qi as bait, with Gui Yan She Shen as their master, hoping to alter fate and artificially create a Tongjing.
A Tongjing was akin to a human nuclear strike—a strategic weapon. The emergence of even one Tongjing within a faction could wreak havoc; even a mere fart from such a being could suffocate a crowd. This was a testament to power.
Zuo Ci was currently considered the foremost individual under the Tongjing. He had encountered Tongjing experts and suffered complete defeat. This was the realm of divine thought known as Tongda, where one could traverse vast distances in an instant—a pinnacle state. Zuo Ci was still unclear about the limits of this realm and would need to consult the Old Celestial Master in the future.
Since he had come all this way, he couldn't leave empty-handed. Zuo Ci let out a cold laugh. He pulled out seven nails made of azure black bone that exuded a rich Sha Qi from his pocket.
Following principles of geomancy, he drove these seven bone nails firmly into several key points within Blood-Red Lake. Instantly, the Ling Qi around Blood-Red Lake dried up. Azure Black Yuan Sha Qi surged into the sky, intertwining into strands that coalesced above into a Crimson Indigo Vertical Eye, which spun and gazed intently at Zuo Ci.
This was the divine thought of Gui Yan She Shen.
Zuo Ci pulled out a blood-soaked Straw Man from his robe. The Straw Man's features were grotesque, with crimson eyes and brows. This was a special abomination crafted from the body of a genius Onmyoji from the Abe Family in Eastern Japan.
With a pointed finger, Zuo Ci summoned a massive Ghost Eye in the sky, which dissipated as countless Sha Qi slithered into the Straw Man's body. The features of the Straw Man exploded with a loud pop, spraying blood everywhere. The thick, murky liquid pooled around its head, and suddenly, a scarlet Indigo Vertical Eye oozed out.
Ding Head Seven Arrows Book, the first step was complete! This technique had been passed down since the ancient Feng Shen war period by Lu Ya Dao Ren, allowing one to kill invisibly.
To perform this ritual, one would set up a camp with a Straw Man at its center. The name of the target would be inscribed on the Straw Man's body. A lamp would be placed on its head and another at its feet. The inscriptions would then be burned, and a copper mirror positioned three feet above the Straw Man. Three times a day for seven days, one would pay homage to it.
On the first day, an arrow would strike the head of the Straw Man to damage its spirit. On the third day, the left hand would be pierced to sever its connection to the universe. On the fourth and fifth days, the left foot would be pierced to cut off earthly energy. On the sixth day, the navel would be pierced to ruin its internal organs. Finally, on the seventh day, the heart would be pierced to take away its life.
Of course, Lu Ya Dao Ren could even use this technique to kill Sage Zhao Gong; what remained today was merely a diluted version. Nonetheless, calculating against Fu Long Lineage was sufficient.
Following the information gleaned from soul searching, Zuo Ci rode on a black whirlwind toward Niutou Mountain. Dust and stones flew as he demonstrated his mastery of spells. Within his Nine-section Staff lay complete Taoist techniques.
At Niu Shou Mountain stood Fu Long Pavilion.
An elderly man, sitting upright in a Daoist manner, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were inverted, and his expression was somewhat grim. He was a Guardian Daoist of the Fu Long Lineage, responsible for overseeing the entire Mountain Gate Formation and the Earth Vein Dragon Qi. He sensed something unusual.
Before him, within the towering Red Tiled Stone Temple, a statue of the Brass One-Eyed Serpent God was emanating an aura of death. Someone had actually plotted against the Snake God?
Deities are not merely a matter of realm; they exist on a different level. Gods do not belong to the realm of mortals. They lack flesh and emotions, embodying an invincible existence that demands reverence from those who behold them.
However, at this moment, someone dared to desecrate a god! Such a sin was unforgivable.
The old man began to calculate with his fingers, attempting to discern the location of this madman in order to strike and eliminate him. The divination indicated that the source of the disturbance was within this very mountain? The target was actually located within Ailao Mountain.
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