in2ebook Chapter 290 Xuannv 155
Chapter 290 Xuannv 155
"Is it really okay for us to provoke Zheyan like this?" Jiaojiao lowered her voice and quietly asked Donghua beside her, her eyes fixed on Zheyan, who was pretending to be serious, with curiosity shining in them.
Donghua remained calm and said in a composed tone, "It's alright. Old Phoenix is getting old. A little stimulation won't hurt. Spitting out some blood will help with the treatment of Old Phoenix later." He crossed his arms, looking confident and as if everything was under his control.
"Tsk tsk, how ruthless." Jiao Jiao covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of teasing.
Donghua glanced at her and asked in return, "Aren't you just watching the show too?"
Just as the two were bickering, Yao Guang couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to Zhe Yan, saying, "Alright, old phoenix, that's enough with the pretense. Do you still want to escape Bai Zhi's control?"
Zheyan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said helplessly, "Isn't this something I have to act out?" He looked like a child whose little trick had been exposed.
Yao Guang cut straight to the point: "Alright, Dong Hua and I have already discussed it. We'll set up an array to remove the Soul-Devouring Curse for you."
Upon hearing this, Zheyan frowned and said with a bitter face, "Wouldn't removing it directly kill me?" He felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the excruciating pain during the removal of the curse.
Yao Guang curled her lip and said bluntly, "What, you want us to go into your sea of consciousness?"
"Alright, alright, I understand, that's settled then." Zheyan gritted his teeth, looking as if he were about to face a fierce battle.
Looking at Zheyan's appearance, Jiaojiao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't worry, God Zheyan, I will help repair the damaged parts of your soul. You don't need to worry about your soul being damaged."
Upon hearing this, Zheyan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked curiously, "Hmm? You also know medicine?"
Jiaojiao smiled mysteriously and said, "I possess the power of life."
"Is there any hope for Xinghuan?" Zheyan's eyes lit up. Upon hearing about the power of life, he immediately thought of the severely injured Xinghuan.
"Don't worry, God Zheyan, Immortal Xinghuan is much better now," Jiaojiao explained with a smile. She had secretly treated Xinghuan at Taichen Palace when the three of them went to Qingqiu, and now King Yaoling had probably already taken Xinghuan back to his clan to refine the life force.
Zheyan breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart finally at ease. However, thinking of the pain of the upcoming curse removal, he couldn't help but make a face. Yaoguang, Donghua, and Jiaojiao, who were standing beside him, laughed out loud at his appearance. The plan to remove the curse was launched in this relaxed yet slightly tense atmosphere.
Yao Guang and Dong Hua exchanged a glance, then simultaneously raised their hands to form a hand seal. Instantly, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged, and countless golden runes flew from their fingertips, weaving into a massive net of light that enveloped Zhe Yan. The runes shimmered with a mysterious light, and faint sounds of thunder could be heard.
Zheyan felt a powerful force instantly envelop his soul, as if countless invisible hands were tearing at it. The Soul-Devouring Curse was like a bone-deep affliction, tightly binding the depths of his soul. As the net of light tightened, intense pain surged like a tidal wave. Veins bulged on his forehead, his face turned deathly pale, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.
"Bear with it!" Yao Guang said in a deep voice, her hands constantly changing hand seals, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She knew that this Soul-Devouring Curse was extremely stubborn, and the slightest carelessness would cause Zhe Yan's soul to perish. Dong Hua, on the other hand, had a solemn expression, his immortal energy circulating around him, continuously pouring his magic power into the light net to stabilize the formation.
Zheyan could no longer hold back, spitting out a mouthful of blood that stained the net of light before him. His consciousness began to blur in the excruciating pain, and the scene before him became distorted. But he knew in his heart that this was the crucial moment to break free from the Soul-Devouring Curse, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, refusing to relax in the slightest.
Jiaojiao, standing to the side, dared not be negligent. She gently moved her hands, and a soft life force slowly flowed into Zheyan's body, forming a protective membrane around his soul and repairing the damage caused by the intense pain. Seeing Zheyan's suffering, she felt a pang of pity, but she could not afford to be distracted at this moment.
As the net of light tightened, the Soul-Devouring Curse emitted a piercing shriek, transforming into a cloud of black mist, attempting to break free from its grasp. From within the black mist, eerie roars echoed, as if countless wronged souls were wailing. "Trying to escape? Not so easy!" Yao Guang roared, increasing his magical output. The net of light shone brightly, trapping the black mist tightly.
Donghua rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. A dazzling golden light descended from the sky, shooting directly into the net of light. The black mist sizzled under the burning golden light and gradually began to dissipate. Zheyan felt the binding force on his soul weakening little by little, but the excruciating pain reached its peak. His vision went black, and he almost fainted.
"Zheyan! Hold on!" Jiaojiao shouted anxiously, as life force flowed into Zheyan's body like a gentle stream, sustaining his consciousness. Finally, with the combined efforts of the three, the black mist completely dissipated, and the Soul-Devouring Curse was successfully removed.
Zheyan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. Yaoguang and Donghua, their faces pale and their magical power greatly depleted, staggered back a few steps. Jiaojiao quickly stepped forward, channeling more life force into Zheyan's body to help repair his damaged soul. After a long while, Zheyan slowly opened his eyes and smiled weakly: "Finally, I'm rid of this damned thing..."