I am grinding experience in another world Chapter 692 - 680 Plague Immortal Technique

Heavenly Gate Star.

Above a mist-shrouded valley, a sudden break in the white fog revealed an enormous spiked tortoise-like demon beast plumting from the clouds.

With a burst of energy swirling around its body, it crashed into the valley with a thunderous boom. Its limbs twitched feebly, struggling to stand up, but no matter how hard it tried, it remained toppled over.

Before long, its eyelids drooped heavily, and it soon sank into a deep slumber.

Scenes like this played out repeatedly across the entirety of the Heavenly Gate Star.

Birds in mid-flight suddenly lost consciousness and dropped from the sky, while fish floating in the oceans lay motionless in the water.

On vast plains, countless Daoist soldiers stood unmoving with their eyes closed, eerie smiles spread across their faces.

The entire celestial body was silenced, save for the occasional mournful whistle of the wind.

On the pinnacle of a steep cliff, clouds swirled and coiled.

Lv Yue stood at the mountain peak, surveying the fallen Daoist soldiers and demon beasts scattered across the valley below, his face emotionless.

"Thank heavens for the foresight of our master. Otherwise, the Green Worm Demon Monarch might have succeeded this ti," Han Ying said with unabashed admiration on his face.

"The Green Worm Demon Monarch believed the Plague Immortal Flag to be the core of the Plague Immortal Array, yet she remained ignorant of the countless Plague Immortal Jars master deployed to unleash toxins alongside it."

"Even without the Plague Immortal Flag, it would only slow the activation of the Plague Immortal Array."

"How she managed to evade the Divine Bone Mirror's search and flee to the Outer Heaven Star remains a mystery, though," he muttered with confusion.

"ng Qingchan!" Lv Yue furrowed his brows, but then shook his head, brushing off the thought with a wave of his hand.

"Forget her for now. The pressing matter is the swift retrieval of the plague toxins."

"Without the Plague Immortal Flag, there's no way to use Ground Shrinking to remotely retrieve the toxins—it'll be a laborious process moving forward."

"With the Heavenly Gate severed, Primordial Spirit Refiners cannot breach the planet's spiritual chanism and penetrate its interior. The task of toxin retrieval falls solely on you."

"Prepare yourself. Soon, I'll cast a spell to send you to the Heaven Pillar Eleven Stars. Begin with reclaiming the toxin jars there as quickly as possible."

"Understood!" Han Ying clasped his fist in salute and replied resolutely.

…

Edge Star, Heavenly Craft Camp.

Seven to eight days had passed since the first outbreak of the plague toxins. By now, the once-bustling camp had fallen silent, devoid of any movent. All around, it was eerily quiet.

The camp's location on Duzun Peak was draped entirely in a thin mist that emitted a faint glow, resembling a layer of sheer gauze.

This was the Heavenly Clothes Spell cast jointly by the Thousand chanisms Sect Elders to ward off evils and calamities.

Even so, the plague's spread remained unchecked, with Daoist soldiers inexplicably succumbing to its effects daily.

The mbers of the Heavenly Craft Camp were consud with unease, yet they could only barricade themselves indoors, not daring to step foot outside.

"Lv Yue's heart is truly blackened," soone muttered.

In front of a three-story wooden building in Thousand Lanterns City, Chen Mu stared at a towering, crimson Command Flag and couldn't help but sigh aloud.

In Hai Province, he unleashed the Green Worm Poison under the guise of fending off a demon invasion, all to refine Daoist soldiers into cannon fodder.

Now, upon reaching the Outer Heaven Star, he intends to repeat the sa vile tactic, treating the lives of Daoist soldiers as utterly expendable.

"Does possessing a higher Dao grant one free rein to commit any atrocity?"

"What a cursed world!" Chen Mu clenched his teeth in fury.

If not for the Heavenly Demon Armor and the Seven Emotions Fla, he too might have fallen unawares just like Steward Wu.

"Lv Yue has controlled the Plague Immortal Flag for years—who knows how many poisons he's refined with it?"

"I can guard against the Huangliang and Green Worm Poisons, but what about the others? There's no saying I'd survive them."

"Simply defending won't cut it. I must take the offensive and strive to gain control of the Plague Immortal Flag as soon as possible."

At that thought, Chen Mu raised his hand and channeled mana toward the Plague Immortal Flag.

But despite being right in front of him, the flag seed illusory. The mana passed through it without eliciting any reaction.

"As expected, re mana isn't enough to activate the Command Flag."

Chen Mu wasn't disappointed; ordinary magic artifacts like the Flying Kite could be activated directly with mana.

However, for more complex artifacts, unique spells were required—such as with the Fire Cloud Gourd or the Primordial Alchemy Furnace.

"Perhaps it's worth trying the chanical Talisman Seed," Chen Mu pondered, an idea forming in his mind.

The chanical Talisman Seed was the core for manipulating the Vermilion Feather Sword with the chanical Technique. By integrating it into a magic artifact, one could channel mana to the artifact from afar, enabling remote control.

A Vermilion Feather Sword flew out from his sleeve. Activating the chanical Technique, Chen Mu extracted the talisman seed from within the sword and flicked it toward the Plague Immortal Flag.

But just like before, the talisman seed passed straight through the flag, leaving no ripple.

"The Plague Immortal Flag is a magic treasure. Ordinary artifact manipulation techniques evidently won't suffice," Chen Mu mused to himself.

"The flag's ergence seems tied to Jade Cicada Qi; perhaps I might try using Golden Sand Qi."

With a flip of his wrist, a golden mist materialized in his palm.

The previously unresponsive flag now began to ripple, moving as though stirred by an invisible breeze.

A faint sense of longing seed to emanate from the air surrounding the Plague Immortal Flag.

Using the Heavenly Demon Seven Emotions Curse for a further perceptive sense, he confird that the flag was indeed exuding a peculiar emotion: desire.

Chen Mu froze for an instant in astonishnt.

"Does this magic treasure have such advanced spirituality? It feels almost alive!"

Even artifacts imbued with spirituality, like those infused accidentally with the Dragon Ball Spirit Machine, couldn't convey emotions so distinctly.

Recalling that the flag's appearance was sohow linked to Jade Cicada Qi, Chen Mu decided not to hesitate; he directly poured Golden Sand-like Qi into the Plague Immortal Flag.

A faint yet resonant voice of a Curse Command surfaced in Chen Mu's mind.

"Progress!"

…

Days later, in Thousand Lanterns City.

The crimson Command Flag swayed without wind, golden patterns gradually etching themselves across its triangular surface.

Chen Mu stood beside it, streaming threads of golden, starry Jade Cicada Qi into the flag without pause.

After nurous attempts, he discovered that the Plague Immortal Flag only responded to Jade Cicada Qi.

Neither the Taiyi Refining Treasure Technique he had accidentally learned nor the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture that affected the Inheriting Heaven Gourd worked on the Plague Immortal Flag.

Only the infusion of Jade Cicada Qi elicited any response from the flag, causing it to transmit fragnted Curse Commands.

At a certain mont, the flag trembled violently, as though it had taken a satisfied breath. An intangible pulse surged back toward Chen Mu.

The previously scattered Curse Commands, like fragnts of a puzzle, now coalesced, rging instantly into a cohesive secret technique.

A sequence of Plague Refining and Poison Crafting Spell Commands surfaced vividly in his mind.

"The Plague Immortal Technique?"

Chen Mu's face lit up with a flash of joy.

…

Half a month later, deep into the night.

Inside a Snail Shell Camp barrack, the short and stout Steward Wu lay on the bed, smiling unconsciously, trapped in a deep, unshakable sleep.

On the white jade-like walls, silvery patterns faintly glimred. With a breath of Gentle Breeze, Chen Mu's figure erged quietly.

"As expected, having many skills is never a burden. Without the Mustard Seed Spell, I'd have no way to infiltrate this self-sealing Snail Shell structure." Glancing at the silvery patterns on the walls, Chen Mu turned his attention to Steward Wu.

Having mastered the Plague Immortal Technique, Chen Mu wasted no ti in beginning the ritual to refine the Plague Immortal Flag. Ten full days had passed, and he had finally achieved so asure of control.

Tonight, he had entered Steward Wu's quarters precisely to test its effectiveness.

"I just hope your Superior Fetal Spirit hasn't already been completely devoured by the plague toxins," Chen Mu murmured, narrowing his eyes as he pressed his right middle and index fingers together.

As an eerie string of foreign Curse Commands escaped his lips, the air shimred with golden light, and the Plague Immortal Flag materialized a short distance away.

An imperceptible aura flew out from Steward Wu's brow and shot directly into the Plague Immortal Flag.

"It works!" Relief washed over Chen Mu's heart.

Now that he had mastery over the Plague Immortal Flag, he no longer needed to fear the plague toxins manipulated by Lv Yue.

Even if Lv Yue had hidden contingencies, Chen Mu could handle them with confidence.

As he pondered, the still-sleeping Steward Wu suddenly took a deep, shuddering gasp and exhaled. His eyelids fluttered wildly as though he were on the brink of waking up from a nightmare.

Chen Mu's eyes narrowed, and with a thought, he activated the Perfection-Level Nightmare Victory Spell. Channeling the qi, he subdued Steward Wu's spirit in one seamless motion.

Steward Wu, whose eyelids had barely cracked open, instantly sank back into a deep sleep.

"Everyone else in the camp is still asleep. You absolutely cannot wake up now."

"If you draw attention, and soone traces things back to , what then?"

"It's better that you keep dreaming your endless spring and autumn dreams."

With one final glance at Steward Wu, Chen Mu dissolved into a Gentle Breeze and vanished without a trace.