Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 963 - 832: Decapitation Plan
For a moment, Luo Nanjia speculated that it might be the twin brother of that White Snake Demon seeking revenge, but after sensing the aura, he confirmed it was the same White Snake Demon they had captured before.
He watched it self-destruct; how could it still be alive?
What on earth happened?
Could I be dreaming?
He was wrapped like a cocoon, only his small head sticking out with a huge question mark, his eyes fixed on the White Snake Demon, trying to discern some clue.
"Tsk tsk, listening to you speak, what bad luck." Yan Xuan, not having had enough fun, wobbled over, toying with its hind claws and carrying a turtle shell, and slapped him with its snake tail, "Can't you speak properly?"
Then it turned its head and asked, "Is it this guy?"
Bai Yunqi nodded and said, "Yes, he's the one who wanted to enter the Seven-Layered Glazed Treasure Tower to interrogate me personally."
"Very well, you've chosen the path to your demise!" Yan Xuan grinned, just revealing a ferocious look when Jiang Yuan intervened, "He's Luo Nanjia, the one temporarily using the incomplete version of the Book of Life and Death, and the guy the Celestial Ghost General wants to take away, don't scare him to death."
It could only pout its lips and put away its menacing appearance.
The master spoke, so spare him a life!
That means... a sly smile appeared on Yan Xuan's bird face — the rest can be killed!
"You, how can you still be alive? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" As soon as the White Snake Demon spoke, Luo Nanjia was 100% sure it was indeed the same Snake Demon.
It wasn't a dream, nor an illusion; to have self-destructed and yet live again!
Blood rushed to his head, buzzing, he suddenly felt the beliefs he built over countless years in his cultivation collapsing.
"No, no, it's not an illusion, not fake, then it's real, it's real?" He muttered to himself incoherently, then a sudden flash of insight occurred to him, "I'm so stupid! Really, incomparably stupid..."
Finally realizing, the resurrection of the White Snake Demon must relate to a cultivator possessing such miraculous means, or rather, a Daluo Golden Immortal!
"Clatter!"
Though his body was restrained, he could still control the Book of Life and Death not far away. As the pages turned, Luo Nanjia indeed saw on the originally blank page the marked three words still there — Bai Yunqi!
After resurrection, the name once again appeared in the Book of Life and Death!
Luo Nanjia, with his lifespan nearing its end and in extreme fear of death and the dissolving of his path, looked at those glaring three words, suddenly realizing he'd missed something. Fate toyed with him, and the immense pain of missing out on immortality surged in, making him spit two mouthfuls of blood, his mind in turmoil, nearly shattering his Daoxin.
"Hey! This demon cultivator can actually manipulate the Book of Life and Death and understand the Celestial Book on it; how interesting." Qu Luming witnessed this and thought Fengdu City would indeed be bustling, carrying back such a treasure would surely yield much research.
Yuan Man maneuvered the branches to clear a path.
The Celestial led a band of Ghost Cultivators down and thanked, "Yuan senior, such remarkable skill, if we had to capture them all alive, who knows how much effort it'd take and we might not even succeed."
"Just a trivial matter." The other smiled lightly, signaling him to proceed with the task.
"Tsk, did you possess a child's body?" As the Soul Detention Chief Envoy, Yan Ning couldn't discern Luo Nanjia's details, thinking perhaps the ability to control the Book of Life and Death made him special.
Looking at that youthful face, he slightly raised an eyebrow and asked, "Could it be this is your natural look?"
The Ghost Cultivators gathered around, Wu Tong shaking his head repeatedly in puzzlement.
Jiang Yuan glanced at the detailed examination, calmly revealing the other's background, "Just a poor soul in a failed reincarnation attempt, lifespan nearing its end. If you want to know anything, you must hurry and intensify your efforts; otherwise, you'll have to resort to soul-searching."
Hearing the words "soul-searching," Luo Nanjia, who was enraged to the point of spitting blood and then publicly exposed, turned pale, turning his head to him, gritted his teeth and said, "Evil Cultivator! Only an Evil Cultivator uses such vile methods!"
"What absolute evil methods are there?" Lu Qingyan coldly mocked, "For someone as old as you, living in vain, unable to grasp such a simple truth, the same methods used on good people are evil acts; but used against harmful invaders like you, that's righteousness!"
With those words, not giving him a chance to argue back, he delivered a chop to the back of Luo Nanjia's head, causing him to see stars and faint.
"For today's matters, thanks to your assistance, Netherworld Fengdu owes you a great debt." Celestial accepted the effortlessly obtained incomplete version of the Book of Life and Death, verifying its authenticity, sincerely thanked, "In the future, should there be any assistance you need, please feel free to ask. We'll take this demon cultivator and Book of Life and Death with us, leaving the rest for you to handle."
A group of Ghost Cultivators thanked Jiang Yuan, preparing to leave, Jian Shichu sneaked a glance at He Miancun, not daring to show too much emotion.
Celestial paused slightly, nonchalantly said, "The Demon Nether Chief Envoy will stay to assist Mr. Jiang;
Additionally, congratulations to Miss He for significant advancement in cultivation, should you wish, the gates of Fengdu are forever open, ready to welcome you back to a prominent position at any time."
He Miancun had no intention of returning now, wasn't it great being with Mr. Jiang?
But with the Ghost General giving face, polite formalities had to be exchanged.
Yan Xuan couldn't be bothered listening to their praise and chatter, spotting Gu Yi without the black magic armor, strutted over boldly, loudly saying, "Master, how about leaving the rest for me to unleash a massacre?"
