Immortal Road.

As a soul-type creature, the White Bone Lord specializes in cultivating the primordial spirit, and possessing a body through primordial spirit possession is his forte!
"roll!"

Lord Yanxi was startled.

He hurriedly organized the defense of his sea of ​​consciousness, fearing that something unclean might enter. He was in a flurry of activity, and his breathing was unstable.

The entire barbarian tribe was alarmed, wondering what had happened to the high priest.

The next moment, the tribe was completely razed to the ground by the aftershocks of the battle between the two primordial spirits!

All the barbarians had their souls erased immediately, their bodies thrown heavily to the ground.

Lord Yanxi had no time to spare; he was struggling to resist the invasion of the White Bone Lord.

All around him were thrones of white bones, beneath which lay a million mighty soldiers of hellish spirits, launching an attack on his primordial spirit.

In reality, the Ghost Valley Holy Land is indeed an expert in military formations, but in the primordial spirit realm, the Skeleton Clan's military formations are even more powerful!

Left with no other choice, Lord Yanxi had to burn his primordial spirit to resist.

The Bone Lord, after fighting for a long time without success, roared in anger and continuously summoned skeleton soldiers in his territory, which then turned into real-world slaughter.

In reality, although the God of Anxi had the advantage of a physical body, without the support of a military formation, he still managed to fight it to a draw.

Half an hour later.

The curse was forcibly ended, and the Bone Lord was unwillingly teleported away, without even having time to collect the million skeleton soldiers.

It waved a white bone banner and shouted threats:
"Old man, my skeleton soldiers will remain here. They'd better wash their necks clean when I come back next time!"

Lord Yanxi exhaled a breath of turbid air. His true form hadn't fought anyone for hundreds of years, and his old arms and legs were almost rusty. Now, suddenly encountering such a powerful opponent had really exhausted him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for you. Come on if you dare!"

After saying those harsh words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the White Bone Lord leave.

Looking back at the tribe where he had lived for so long, now reduced to ruins, he couldn't help but sigh.

Oh well, we can just move to another place.

Looking at the skeleton soldiers scattering and fleeing all over the mountains and plains, he smiled bitterly. In the future, this fragment of the Little Yizhou world will probably become a paradise for skeleton creatures.

Those natives didn't know if they could stop it. All of this was simply because the White Bone Lord summoned it once, and a small world was destroyed!

This gives a glimpse into the terrifying power of a primordial spirit.

However, he didn't have time to clean up this mess. The White Bone Lord suddenly attacked, and based on his extensive experience, he knew that someone was cursing him!
And needless to say, it's most likely the infamous Seven Arrows of Nailhead!
"Who could it be? Someone who can use my physical aura to cast a curse must be from within my Ghost Valley Holy Land."

After a little thought, he narrowed it down to two candidates.

Liang Maizhu and Qianbu!

Only these two individuals possess items that embody his true nature, but curses cannot transcend large levels. The person who can curse him and summon the Nascent Soul stage White Bone Lord is at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

In this way, the truth came to light!

"Qianbu, Qianbu, I trusted you so much, yet you were secretly colluding with the leader of the Xun Gu Sect. Good, good, good."

He immediately began to clean up and erase the traces he had left behind, preparing to leave the place as soon as possible.

As for that traitor Qianbu, we can't alert him yet, lest he escape. Once I have some free time, I'll personally go and skin him alive!
However, just as he thought this, he suddenly felt waves of sharp pain in his body.

A hoarse, shrill voice rang out.

"Hmm~ I waited for this order for a full half hour, and I finally managed to snag it! Hahahaha~"

The first wave of curses had just ended when the second wave arrived!

When Lord Yanxi looked down, he saw that a funnel-shaped lump of iron had suddenly appeared on his chest!

"You are."

"Hahahaha, I am the Demon Lord of the Hellish Illusionary Conch, old man of the human race. Your vital energy is a bit weak. It seems your lifespan is coming to an end. You probably don't have many years left to live. Hmm, at most thirty years!"

"What? How do you know?"

Lord Yanxi was greatly alarmed, his old face twitching.

As the pillar of the Ghost Valley Holy Land, he always hid his true form, not only for safety, but also to prevent outsiders from knowing when he would pass away.

But the fact that this conch monster could guess so accurately in one go sent chills down his spine. Could it be a monster that can suck away life force?
As he guessed, this monster could indeed absorb life essence and lifespan at the same time.

He felt himself growing weaker and weaker, his life essence draining away rapidly. He didn't have time to think, so he grabbed the conch shell's tail with both hands and pulled it outwards with all his might.

Unexpectedly, the funnel was extremely slippery, covered with foul-smelling seawater that seemed to have come from some unknown level of hell. It also secreted a slimy, sticky substance, and he tried to pull it out many times but couldn't!

The monster ignored him and continued to suck him dry, deeply embedded in his body. The body of the Yanxi God Lord aged visibly, and in just a short while, he was reduced to skin and bones and almost sucked into a bamboo pole!
"Get out of here!"

Left with no other choice, he reached into his own chest and dug out the conch monster along with a large section of his chest.

Seeing the large, bloody mess, he angrily slammed his hand down.

"what!!!"

The scream wasn't from the other person; it came from himself.

As the Demon Lord of the Conch Shell ate, he mocked him, laughing at his overestimation of his abilities, saying that his own shell was known throughout hell for its thickness!

It is impossible to break through a primordial spirit of the same level.

It has no other skills, except that it can bend and stretch, either opening its mouth to suck blood or shrinking back to take a beating; it has no other tricks up its sleeve.

If you're fighting someone, this spinning top is sure to get beaten up. But if a curse is cast upon you, it will either kill you or tear off a piece of your flesh!

Upon seeing this, Lord Yanxi immediately realized that he couldn't defeat this thing, so he quickly withdrew and left, not wanting to waste any more time on it.

The Demon Lord of Illusions could only watch helplessly as the fat meat disappeared into the distance, while he remained quietly in place, savoring the delicious treat on his chest.

Lord Yanxi clutched his chest, pouring in all sorts of healing elixirs, while his mouth was also busy, chewing on various pills like candy beans!
Normally, he would have sought a place to heal his wounds, but at this moment he knew that once the conch monster's time was up, the third wave of curses would surely follow.

Therefore, he had to find a safe place to deal with the situation on the spot.

However, in the fragments of the outer world of Xiaoyizhou, he happened to know of a place that was both offensive and defensive.

That is the ancient battlefield beyond the heavens!
Legend has it that 120,000 years ago, extraterrestrial demons fought a decisive battle with the human alliance here, leaving behind a devastated battlefield.

In particular, the Endless Sea of ​​Evil, sealed beneath the snow-capped mountains, has been accumulating and brewing for hundreds of thousands of years. Once it erupts, it will be a devastating weapon!
"No problem, the third curse should also be a Nascent Soul stage creature. We can definitely kill it in one fell swoop using the Sea of ​​Evil!"

"Then I immediately returned to the Ghost Valley Holy Land, summoned all the disciples back, and with a large army at my disposal, we were able to protect ourselves. Then I completely sealed the mountain and the gate to prevent outsiders from coveting it."

"My lifespan is limited, let's cultivate a primordial spirit first."

He quickly organized his thoughts. The outer world was fraught with danger, and it would take him at least half a day to return to the Ghost Valley Holy Land in the main world. He needed to deal with the third wave of curses first.

They ventured into the outer battlefield.

He navigated the area with ease, finding a range of snow-capped mountains. The area was now covered by a large amount of malevolent energy. He then ventured deeper into the mountains and found a malevolent eye. He immediately sat down cross-legged and waited.

Half an hour later. "Huh? Where's the third wave of the curse? Shouldn't it be here soon?"

He felt a pang of anxiety and tried to concentrate, but the person didn't come.

its not right?
Is the other party busy for now and planning to curse later?

Just when he was feeling extremely tormented, he hid in the pit of evil and persevered, waiting for a whole hour!
"Why aren't they here yet? Something's not right."

He was filled with doubt, fearing a sudden attack of the curse, and his heart was in turmoil.

Two hours later.

"Why hasn't he cursed me yet? Has he already used up his three chances? Impossible, who else could he curse besides me? It's a conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy, a sneak attack while I'm off guard!"

Three hours later.

Now it's almost dark by the time we get there.

"No! I can't wait any longer. I have to get back to the Holy Land as soon as possible. Even if I get cursed along the way, I have no choice but to take the gamble. Otherwise, if there are three more waves tomorrow, I'm afraid I might not be able to stop them."

He finally made up his mind not to wait any longer. Rather than sitting here and waiting to die, he would rather hurry back to his lair and hide away.

However, in those three hours, little did they know that Lin Shan had already rushed here from the main world!

He leisurely flew out into the sky, using the virtual star chart to locate his direction.

The fragments of the Xiaoyizhou world kept changing position as it revolved around the sun, but he hadn't forgotten what the man in the straw hat had once said: its orbital period was one Kun year!

He roughly calculated it according to the calendar, and then took out his newly acquired Heavenly Dao Spiritual Fire.

Myriad Star Flames!

With his Star Realm Insight, Wanxiang Xingyan could search for the world by refracting starlight. He searched from thousands of miles away and easily found the hidden fragments of the Xiaoyi Continent world.

Centuries later, he set foot on this land again.

The world has undergone tremendous changes.

The three-way balance of power is gone, leaving only a few barbarian tribes barely clinging to life.

Instead of cursing the god of annoyance, he let him wait in fear and torment while he took the opportunity to search for his true form in the heavens, causing him to miss the best chance to escape!
This psychological tactic—holding back the final curse and keeping it in reserve—has thoroughly terrified Lord Yanxi!

By the time he realized what was happening and tried to run, it was too late.

The starlight from the sky shone down on him, locking him in, like rows of spotlights enveloping him.

"???"

He didn't understand what it was.

But a premonition immediately struck him that something terrible was about to happen. In the distance, through the dark fog, a figure walked step by step through the dappled light and shadow.

So steady and powerful, with firm and resounding steps!

Around him, there were rings of blue flames, with bizarre and fantastical images displaying his own image.

"You, you actually came?"

Yanxi God-King's mouth trembled, he seemed to be panting when he spoke, and his whole body was so cold that he was shaking like a leaf.

He hadn't expected that the two of them would meet so soon!
"You got help from that traitor Qianbu, so you can curse me, I accept that, but how did you find this place?"

He simply couldn't understand how outsiders could possibly know about this place when he had hidden himself so well.

Lin Shan smiled, not telling him that his curse was different from others. He had that straw man who could project his thoughts to the scene, so he knew everything that Lord Yanxi did.

Not to mention the outer world of Xiaoyizhou, a place he had been to before.

"Speaking of which, I also deserve some credit for the evil sea outside."

he sighed.

Back then, I killed the Daoist Qingsu here, fought wits and courage with the Venerable Jinguang, turned against the Daoist Qingji, and seized the Five Elements Bell that guarded the Sea of ​​Evil.

This is why the evil energy in the spring leaked out and slowly spread so far. It is estimated that it will not be long before it covers the entire secret realm.

Despite hiding here, Lord Yanxi has not actually participated in the outside world's troubles, so he was unaware that Lin Shan had been here once.

Now trapped here, he felt utterly hopeless. He knew he was no match for Lin Shan in a one-on-one fight, and with nowhere to retreat, his tone softened for a moment, and he seemed to be begging for mercy!

"Master Lin, this feud has been entirely the fault of my Ghost Valley Holy Land from beginning to end. I apologize to you here. Can you spare my life?"

Lin Shan looked at the wound on his chest with a half-smile. Clearly, the first wave of the curse, the White Bone Lord, had attacked his primordial spirit, and the second wave, the Illusionary Conch Demon Lord, had injured his physical body. Now, the injury had affected his strength.

But, beg for mercy?
What were you doing earlier?
Now that he has already slain two of his Yuan Nian avatars and his main body is on the verge of death, isn't it a bit too late to beg for mercy?

Moreover, the die is cast, and there's no turning back now.

He wouldn't consider such a foolish thing as releasing Lord Yanxi today, as it would bring disaster upon Qianbu upon his return.

His desired outcome would be to support a Ghost Valley Holy Land without a primordial spirit.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Yanxi, it's time to get going! You're so old and still working so hard. The Holy Land doesn't owe you anything, so why be so attached to it?"

"I have come here today to give you a quick death and save you from future suffering!"

"As for what the Ghost Valley Holy Land plans to do next, I have my own arrangements."

Upon hearing this, Lord Yanxi immediately became anxious!

"You have your own plans? How do you plan to arrange them? The Ghost Valley Holy Land is not a place where you can dictate everything. I have already chosen my successor."

"Hahahaha, your decision doesn't count, mine does. Either I push Qianbu up there, or he'll slaughter everyone inside!"

"In short, from now on, I'll be in charge of the Ghost Valley Holy Land!"

"And you? You're nothing but a decaying old man. Go back down and complain to your predecessors and sages!"

Take it!

Clusters of flames instantly soared into the sky, appearing particularly terrifying under the illumination of countless stars. They ignited all the malevolent energy, completely enveloping Lord Yanxi.

He was already seriously injured, and now he had encountered Lin Shan's true form, so he had no power to resist.

Ten breaths later, he perished in the sea of ​​fire, burned to ashes.

Among them are eight sparkling crystals representing the origin of consciousness.

Lin Shan put it away and found that neither negative nor positive results were preserved, which might be what counterfeit spirits are like.

After dealing with the God of Annihilation, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he remembered the path he had taken before, where he had bound himself to a fourth-tier thunder otter during his Golden Core stage.

Later, he broke through the Nascent Soul stage and went on his own!

Now that he's back, he's going to take back everything that belongs to him!
(End of this chapter)