Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 334 - 200. From Bowing Head Taoist to Exploding Head Taoist

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Chapter 334: 200. From Bowing Head Taoist to Exploding Head Taoist

Lei Jun listened on the side and felt odd, but none of the people from Rain Ravine present seemed to find anything unusual.

A group of cultivators inheriting the Gepo Mountain tradition immediately began surrounding Ox Soul Mountain and launched an attack.

Several people spread out in all directions, both men and women, swinging the sleeves of their long robes.

For those with Lower Three Heavens cultivation, faint halos could be seen near them.

In front and behind those with Middle Three Heavens cultivation, tall ghostly apparitions loomed, flickering and half-formed.

The Dance of Ghostly Gods, much like Daoist Talismans and Confucian Odes, were all schools of communicating with the heavens, borrowing law from nature.

So formation after formation of Sacrifice Arrays fell around Ox Soul Mountain.

These cultivators from Gepo Mountain were in no rush, cooperating step by step, building each Divine Dance Sacrificial Array like a fortress, forming a ring, then continuously raising new Great Formations, contracting inward, closing in on the Samsara Abyss cultivators occupying Ox Soul Mountain.

They seized the initiative and currently held the advantage, so they did not fear wasting mana, using this seemingly clumsy method to press closer, leaving the besieged Samsara Abyss cultivators with apparently no chance to turn things around.

Of course, it only appeared that way.

Lei Jun knew that the Samsara Abyss and Ox Soul Ravine people had already made preparations atop Ox Soul Mountain.

Sure enough, streaks of black vapor suddenly shot up to the sky from Ox Soul Mountain, thick as ink.

With these swirls of black vapor already laid out upon the mountain, the pressure from the layers upon layers of god-and-demon Sacrifice Arrays below instantly weakened.

The two sides fell into a temporary stalemate.

*Yet Lei Jun sensed that things wouldn’t just end here.*

The sides fought fiercely, time slowly passed, casualties continued to build.

As midnight approached, Lei Jun thought to himself that it should be coming soon.

As for the lot, Treasured Heavy Light and Southern Wildernes Evil Sacrifice, they should fall to this place.

The Witchcraft Sect lineage was as sinister and strange as always, and tended toward the yin path.

Every night at midnight—at the hour of the rat, or midnight—the yin energy reached its peak.

From what Lei Jun knew, many of the Southern Witch Sect’s powerful curse-blessings and rituals all reached their utmost force at midnight.

Now, the hour had arrived.

As midnight neared, the black haze above Ox Soul Mountain abruptly changed.

It actually turned into a pale mist.

Strangely enough, even though it was night, Lei Jun gazed from afar at Ox Soul Mountain, and there the heavens were filled with a ghostly pale—ever more eerie and unfathomable.

In the next moment, everyone around Ox Soul Mountain, enemy or ally, felt an intense suction, as if they were being inexorably pulled toward the pale above.

"Heavenly Evil Bone?! Abyss Descent?" a cultivator from Gepo Mountain cried out.

The situation was still stable for Lei Jun. If he called upon the power of the Breathing Soil Banner, he could anchor himself in place and resist the suction of the Abyss Descent overhead.

But Lei Jun did not do so.

He let the pale abyss suspended in the sky above seize him, only making sure to conceal his presence, blending in so as not to stand out amid the vast pallor.

From what Lei Jun knew, Abyss Descent was an extremely powerful dharma, but even in recent years at the sacred site of the Samsara Abyss, among the Witchcraft Curse Lineage, it rarely appeared.

Because some key ingredients were scarce.

One such component was the Heavenly Evil Bone that had shocked the Gepo Mountain cultivator.

For this reason, the Gepo Mountain cultivators from Rain Ravine had been caught unprepared, and were seized en masse by the pale mist of Abyss Descent, dragged upward into the suspended abyss.

Chen Yi, the newly appointed Rain Ravine Master, was no exception.

Still, he appeared quite calm, facing danger with a hint of anticipation.

He, too, did his utmost, fending off the invasion and grasp of the surrounding pale mist.

Yet the cultivation he displayed seemed neither from the Taoist Talisman Sect nor the Blood River Sect.

Instead, he rather resembled a Body-Refining Martial Artist.

It was true that both the Taoist Talisman Sect and Blood River Sect inheritors had fine physiques, but at that moment, Chen Yi had completely suppressed all the usual uncanny energies, leaving only a body pulsing with pure, masculine Blood Qi.

*...Did he use some mystical artifact to help conceal his true nature?*

Lei Jun watched coldly on the side.

His gaze shifted from Chen Yi to Ox Soul Mountain.

*If I make my move before midnight and climb the mountain, following the perfectly neutral lot, there’s a chance to gain a Fifth Grade Opportunity.*

*Is it the Heavenly Evil Bone then?*

*The lot mentioned that this Fifth Grade Opportunity could carry later troubles; and those troubles likely aren’t this Abyss Descent—it’s probably tied to whoever is backing Liu Xun, the Ox Soul Ravine Sect Master.*

Samsara Abyss had not seen a Heavenly Evil Bone in years; now, it suddenly appeared. Compared to Liu Xun’s own outrageous luck, *Lei Jun sensed it far likelier that someone powerful was assisting Liu Xun from behind the scenes.*

And for some others, Liu Xun was also a "benefactor."

Drawing near the pale abyss, Lei Jun could vaguely see at the very center—straight above the peak of Ox Soul Mountain—a woman’s figure, stiff as if frozen amber.

Though one could still detect the current of life within, she remained barely alive, yet her skin was so pale it showed not a trace of blood.

She was none other than Jiang Dongyu, Elder of Mount Shu.

"Master?!" Yang Chengjun exclaimed in horror, turning to look at Liu Xun, "Why my master?!"

Liu Xun’s expression was unchanged, "If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have succeeded so easily,"

Yang Chengjun stared in shock, "Liu... you..." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Why her and not you?" Liu Xun said matter-of-factly, "You only have Lower Three Heavens cultivation, so how could you be a better living sacrifice than a Middle Three Heavens cultivator?"

He smiled, "Of course, I do like you quite a bit, so don’t worry. Even though your master is gone, I’ll take care of you from now on,"

Liu Xun glanced at the other Ox Soul Ravine members seized by Abyss Descent, "Weren’t you always disgusted by their killing of innocents? Well, now they can atone for their sins,"

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