Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

Chapter 249: The Great Battle in the Capital in the Period Literature (29)

Lantian quickly drew out his dagger and went forward to meet the enemy.

The original owner's body was unable to absorb spiritual energy, and he could only have a chance of survival by engaging in close combat.

The so-called wealth and wealth are found in danger.

Lantian's dagger drew a silver arc in the void. The moment the blade brushed past Cangshan's throat, she suddenly felt a strange suction coming from the depths of her soul.

It was as if countless spider silk threads were extending from her spiritual altar, hungrily wrapping around the spiritual root aura surging around Cangshan - this was an experience she had never had in the world before she crossed over.

"Host, your brain waves are resonating with the spiritual roots of the bronze tripod!"

The data stream of the arrogant Ergou exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness with a scarlet warning.

&34;89.7% match... and climbing!&34;

The snake-like tattoo on Cangshan's neck suddenly came alive, its golden scales scraping against his skin, making a metallic sound. It fiercely pushed Lantian's dagger away.

It didn't cause any damage to Cangshan Mountain at all.

Lantian's pupils reflected the pair of vertical pupils that Cangshan had turned into at this moment.

In my mind, the arrogant Ergou was still screaming.

When the dagger missed for the third time, she was finally sure: it was not that she was slowing down, but that this body was spontaneously resisting killing.

The bronze tripod in the middle of the warehouse was spewing bloody steam, and seventy-two spiritual veins were intertwined on the ceiling to form a cage.

Lantian could feel that as the root bone fragments in the pocket watch and the fragments in the bronze tripod merged more and more, the flow of spiritual energy coming from the other two spiritual veins seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

No, all the spiritual root fragments and bronze tripod must be recovered.

This thought has been strongly impacting Lantian's consciousness, making her feel a little dizzy.

Thinking of this, suddenly a bold idea flashed through her mind.

At this moment, Cangshan's sharp claws slashed towards Lantian. Lantian quickly retreated, her shoes crushing the test tubes on the ground. As she leaned back to avoid Cangshan's claws, her lower back hit the control panel of the Soul Devourer.

&34;Take over body control!&34;

She roared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"All pain nerves blocked, double dose of adrenaline injected!"

The holographic projection of the arrogant Ergou flickered on his retina.

&34;Host, forced connection will tear your...&34;

&34;Execute!&34;

The severe pain felt like a sharp axe splitting the top of my head.

Lantian felt his consciousness being torn in two: one half was suspended in the warehouse dome, watching "himself" fold his body with inhuman flexibility; the other half was like a puppet, being pulled by countless data streams to make evasive movements with micron precision.

When Cangshan's big palm turned into sharp claws and brushed past Lantian's throat, Lantian smelled the smell of burnt skin - the tip of the claw was actually attached with the energy of the Soul-Devouring Instrument.

&34;Left arm elevated 3.7 cm, wrist externally rotated 15 degrees. &34;

The command of the arrogant Ergou turned into neural current.

Lantian watched as "himself" executed the movements like a precision instrument, the dagger piercing Cangshan's ribs by a hair's breadth.

The dagger contained spiritual energy, making it easy to cut through Cangshan's body, who didn't have any cultivation techniques. This was also why Lantian decided to engage in close combat. His body, without spiritual energy and cultivation techniques to guide it, was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

Black blood splattered on the crystal surface of the Soul-Devouring Instrument, but Cangshan showed a sinister smile.

Lantian suddenly discovered that the blood was coagulating into a talisman - it was the long-lost blood puppetry!

"Retreat! He is using his spiritual veins to reconstruct his body!"

Lantian's soul issued a warning, but his mechanized body was still executing the attack program.

The moment the dagger pierced Cangshan's heart, seventy-two spiritual veins suddenly flowed back, and the floor of the entire warehouse turned into a bloody swamp.

&34;Host, psionic overload!&34;

The data flow of Deserdog began to collapse.

&34;Body control returned...&34;

late.

When Lantian's consciousness slammed back into her body, Cangshan's five fingers had already grabbed her crown.

The energy from the Soul Devouring Instrument poured in like a high-voltage current. Lan Tian gritted her teeth and fought. In this world, her basic mission was completed.

Ma Pingyuan and Fu Ming already know Cang Yong's identity and will not be framed by him.

The original owner's parents were not framed by Cang Yong, and would never have any contact with Cang Yong again.

just,

only......

She felt a little regretful that she should have dealt with Cang Yong earlier.

In this way, Ma Pingyuan and Fu Ming are completely safe.

such a pity,

pity.

Recently, she had been concentrating on killing, and had no time to deal with Cang Yong.

Today, it seems that there will be no peace between him and Cangshan.

However, hidden tasks should be more important!

She must complete the hidden mission.

Thinking of this, Lantian even raised her eyes to glance at her body. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. After all, this body couldn't be cultivated. Even after her own tempering, it was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

She suddenly laughed.

I made a decision immediately.

Lantian controlled herself, making it look as if her soul suddenly went out of control.

Following Cangshan Mountain, he absorbed the spiritual energy from the bronze tripod, and his spiritual consciousness transformed into thousands of spider silk threads, entwining the spiritual consciousness on the spiritual root of Cangshan Mountain.

These spiritual spider silks now turned into thousands of straws, madly sucking the opponent's spiritual essence.

For the first time, fear appeared in Cangshan's pupils.

He tried to pull back his hand, but found that his spiritual root was being torn apart and devoured by some ferocious beast.

The bronze tripod in the warehouse suddenly exploded, and the obsidian that suppressed it shot out like a meteor.

&34;What the hell are you?!&34;

Cangshan's face began to crack, revealing its true appearance, a mixture of machinery and flesh and blood underneath.

&34;This is not a human spiritual root!&34;

Golden blood oozed from Lantian's seven orifices, but his soul was immersed in a strange pleasure.

She saw fragments of memory flashing by like a revolving lantern:

In 1945, in the cargo ship's hold, Cangshan implanted a fragment of his spiritual root into a baby;

In 1950, "Kill" had devoured the consciousness of the child who had successfully grown spiritual roots, and thus turned into Cangshan Mountain.

Three minutes ago, the energy from the Soul Devouring Instrument activated the dormant power within her...

&34;Host! Stop absorbing!&34;

The arrogant Ergou forcibly activated the nerve block.

&34;He is deliberately polluting your spiritual roots!&34;

But it was too late.

When Lantian's soul swallowed the last bit of spiritual root, Cangshan's broken body suddenly showed a strange smile.

In the distance, the other two bronze tripods that had completely melted quickly approached the bronze tripod in the warehouse. The three bronze tripods automatically merged and turned into a ball of transparent liquid. Following the flow of the spiritual roots, they flowed into Lantian's consciousness.

At this point, all of Lantian’s spiritual root fragments have been collected.

"Host, the spiritual roots have returned and are now merging."

The arrogant Ergou shouted loudly, his voice trembling.

The host, Sister Lantian, actually has spiritual roots.

Until now, he has not digested this fact.

No wonder the reward for the hidden mission is to return the spiritual roots.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred. All seventy-two streams of spiritual energy changed direction. The Soul Devouring Instrument began to expand and suddenly exploded.

Its core crystal caused the entire space to distort. Under the intense compression, Lantian's spine made a crisp sound as if it could not bear the weight, and the shadow of his spiritual consciousness condensed behind Lan Tian.

Floating in the air, the crystal surface of the Soul Devouring Instrument reflected her current appearance: her long hair turned into flying spiritual threads, her pupils split into compound eye structures, and what flowed under her skin was no longer blood, but a torrent of liquid spiritual energy.

&34;Rewire the nervous system!&34;

She roared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Er Gouzi, connect me to the spiritual vein network!"

&34;Host, your body is quantizing...&34;

&34;Execute!&34;

At the moment when the torrent of data collided with the tide of psychic energy, Lantian saw the truth.

The true chess game had been set since 1945—she was the chosen carrier when Cangshan accidentally tore through spacetime, connecting a small world of immortal cultivation. At the time, she was being framed, her spiritual roots ripped apart by the claws of a pterosaur, and she was captured by the obsidian pocket watch crafted by Cangshan.

The Soul Devouring Instrument is the key that can open all dormant spirit veins.

&34;Then it is as you wish.&34;

The corners of Lantian's mouth were cracked to her ears, and the spiritual root that had just merged made a roar like the creation of the world within her consciousness.

When the spiritual energy swept through the warehouse, the Soul-Devouring Instrument and Cangshan's remaining body vaporized together, but the seventy-two streams of spiritual energy lay low at her feet in submission.

Lantian waved her hand, and all the spiritual energy was absorbed into her spiritual roots.

Lantian only saw obsidian powder all over the ground.

The location of the Soul Devouring Instrument left behind a vertical shaft as deep as 30 meters. The wall of the shaft was as smooth as a mirror, and the residual energy caused all the detection instruments to explode.

Lantian stood in the middle of the warehouse, which had no roof at all, and looked up at the starry sky.

Her pupils reflected the entire spiritual vein network, and each stream of light was a source of spiritual energy waiting to be devoured.

&34;Host, you now...&34;

The data stream of the arrogant Ergou was trembling.

"I," Lantian was about to speak, but her whole body could no longer bear so much spiritual energy, and began to bleed continuously. She fell to the ground, without a trace of life.