The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 274 Breaking the Stalemate [Part Two]

"Roar—" After swallowing the black snake, the white dragon soared into the air, letting out a series of low roars, its dark scales becoming even more lustrous. Although both the black snake and the white dragon's spirit were in their nascent stages, the white dragon's spirit possessed a master with profound cultivation. Therefore, this life-or-death clash of devouring was without any suspense; the white dragon emerged victorious.

"Next stop!" Feng Ling waved his hand lightly, and the huge dragon body shrank continuously, eventually restoring itself into a silver-white spear with a red tassel like fire, the dragon-shaped patterns carved on it becoming even clearer and more dazzling.

As Feng Ling's thoughts shifted, the dark clouds once again stirred up ripples in space.

When he appeared, Feng Ling had already moved from the top of the Tower of Babel to the top of a dilapidated palace, which was the Tai Sui Palace that he could see.

"Tai Sui Talisman, break!" Feng Ling waved his two fingers in the air, and red lines were drawn into shape, forming a mysterious dark red talisman.

The talisman grew taller as it faced the wind, and following the direction of Feng Ling's finger, it descended, obscuring the sky and the moon, and in the blink of an eye, it landed in the Tai Sui Palace, where the two merged rapidly.

After a while, the talisman's light dissipated, as if it had sunk into the sea, and no further movement was heard.

Inside the Tai Sui Hall, everything seemed normal, the Yin energy still thick. Feng Ling frowned as he looked down: "Disturbing the Tai Sui's head will surely bring disaster. Under normal circumstances, a Tai Sui talisman can resolve it, but here... perhaps this place is special. This Tai Sui must have broken through the earth, leaving its head bare, so naturally there's nothing to disturb and no disaster to cause!"

Having figured out the reason, Feng Ling suddenly understood. He landed in the Tai Sui Palace, squatted down, and slowly extended his right hand to press on the ruins.

Immediately, a powerful energy wave surged forth from Feng Ling's palm, sweeping down in concentric circles from the point of contact.

In an instant, Feng Ling clearly saw the situation beneath the ruins: a hybrid organism that was neither plant, animal, nor fungus appeared in his mind. It resembled a Ganoderma lucidum, was extremely active, and sometimes expanded and sometimes shrank like a breathing, beating heart.

Even though it was buried under the ruins and ten feet away from the ground, it could not hide the fragrance that made one's soul tremble.

"Finally found it—Tai Sui, you can't escape!" Feng Ling chuckled, and the power of ghosts and gods surged in from all directions like a burst dam, forming an energy cage that firmly locked the violently struggling heart inside.

"Thump thump—thump thump—" A strange sound, like the beating of a heart, quietly entered Feng Ling's mind, affecting his pulse.

Feng Ling felt a moment of disorientation, and everything before his eyes blurred. A sense of crisis arose, but fortunately, Feng Ling was very alert and only lasted for two seconds before he was out of this state.

With a deafening explosion, Feng Ling, having regained his composure, unleashed a sweeping barrage of fire, obliterating a group of eerie black figures that had launched a sneak attack.

"Crackling sounds—" The surrounding black mist gradually dissipated, and eerie cries rose and fell. Upon closer inspection, one could see that they were the vengeful spirits of countless unjustly killed people, their faces pale and their pupils blood red.

They swarmed in densely packed groups, shoulder to shoulder, and what had just been wiped out was only a drop in the ocean. The gap was filled in the blink of an eye.

Even more terrifying is that deep within the Land of Nine Infants, a chilling aura, dormant for countless years, is slowly brewing, seemingly poised to awaken at any moment.

"Hiss—" After seeing all this, even with Feng Ling's composure, he couldn't help but tremble and gasp.

Level 15 Epic Demon!
Judging from the intensity of the aura fluctuations, it was undoubtedly an epic-level aura. Feng Ling was deeply shocked, but he was caught in wave after wave of attacks from the ghosts. "Damn it!" Facing the ghosts' fearless and relentless attacks, Feng Ling was vaguely annoyed.

On one hand, he had to focus on closing the net to prevent the "Tai Sui" from escaping again; on the other hand, he had to control the strength to resist the vengeful ghosts and spirits to prevent prematurely awakening the being deep within the Nine-Headed Serpent.

As this continued, Feng Ling was exhausted and his recovery speed could not keep up with the pace. He was truly suffering and extremely frustrated!
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"The wishes of the deceased are the wishes of their spirits."

If the living grant their wish, the dead will ride the wind and depart; if the living break their wish, the dead will return to the netherworld!

This is the edict to ghosts that Feng Ling accidentally came across in an ancient book in his previous life. Its history can be traced back to at least the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.

"Since you are all gone and all things have come to an end, why do you not enter the cycle of reincarnation and cling to this world?" Just as Feng Ling was about to be exhausted, the edict of the ghost appeared in his mind as if by magic: "I am Feng Ling. Today I swear to wipe out the land of the Nine Infants and restore justice to you. I command you to leave immediately!"

In summary, Feng Ling's message in the above edict to ghosts is this: since you died because of the birth of the Nine-Headed Serpent and harbor boundless resentment, then I, Feng Ling, will wipe out the Nine-Headed Serpent and send you into reincarnation.

"Hoo—" As if understanding the decree, waves of yin energy surged in the palace and receded like the tide, leaving only Feng Ling kneeling on the ruins, panting heavily.

This was Feng Ling's first time using the Ghost Edict, and it was extremely dangerous!
Almost as soon as the decree formed in his mind, Feng Ling followed his heart and subconsciously uttered those words, narrowly averting the crisis.

"This thing is a glutton! How can it devour energy like this?"

Before he could meditate and recover, Feng Ling grumbled and swallowed several pills, then uprooted the lingzhi-shaped Tai Sui from the depths of the ground in one go.

Previously, most of the demonic power within him was consumed by Tai Sui, which disrupted the balance of energy circulation. The actual consumption used in combat was negligible.

"Is this the Blood Spirit Mushroom? It was rumored to have almost disappeared in my previous life. I never thought I would be able to obtain such a treasure in this other world!" Holding the Tai Sui in his hand and examining it for a few breaths, he almost fell into that strange thumping sound that sounded like a heartbeat again.

Feng Ling chuckled softly, feeling quite emotional. He casually picked up a patch of soil and planted it into the sealing ring along with Tai Sui.

Feng Ling didn't know what the effects of this mutated blood spirit mushroom growing in another world were, but based on its previous performance, it had many similarities with the blood spirit mushrooms of his previous life, and even more so, so its effects must be quite strong.

Life is not about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because we persevere.

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)