In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 847

Chapter 847: 350: Evil Giant Deer!

Face Ford by the Firmant (Unconditional Extra Release) Chapter 847: 350: Evil Giant Deer!

Face Ford by the Firmant (Unconditional Extra Release) Even though the Giant Deer Taoist had perished long ago, it’s said that at the base of Mount Deer the water still carries his legacy through the ages, endlessly in sight, and of his proud creation, only a pair of robe trousers remains.

Yet, these trousers embody the essence of the Giant Deer Robe, serving more functions than rely altering size.

At that mont, as the Qianluo Ghost King’s Ghost Infant was on the brink of doom and made a sudden assault, the image of a giant deer on the trousers suddenly emitted a sinister gleam.

Stirred into action, it imdiately invigorated, let out a sharp cry, and charged forward wildly.

In an instant, Chen Dengming felt a portion of his Vital Energy leaking out of his body.

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The Ancient Human Immortal Body, already weakening due to the depletion of the Dao Force, beca even frailer at once.

The deer that charged out with thundering hooves not only had its eyes emitting green malevolent glows, astonishingly eerie and dramatically increasing in Spiritual Might but also exuding an aura of terror comparable to a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

“Is this…

a Giant Deer?!”

The usually fearless Qianluo Ghost King felt a trendous shock, as if struck by a bolt of clear-sky thunder, bombarding his ears, heart, and spirit.

He felt that in a single day, the shock brought about by one man was indeed too much.

Even though he was one of the oldest Ghost Kings beneath the Nether Spring, at this mont, he also experienced a flicker of panic.

But now, it was too late!

The massive deer, like a fury incarnate, charged at him, and his Ghost Infant could neither avoid nor afford to.

Avoiding it ant his Soul Body could not withstand the shock of a startling punch!

Not avoiding might allow the residual strength of the Ghost Infant to perhaps tear apart this evil deer.

No longer hoping to kill that young man, escaping imdiately to beneath the Nether Spring might still avoid a fate of complete soul dispersion.

These thoughts, transpiring in a flash, were re blazes of lightning…

The Ghost Infant turned its head, already clashing head-on with the rushing, overwhelming Giant Deer!

The mont of their thunderous clash almost coincided with Chen Dengming’s earth-shattering punch, exploding in a deafening roar.

Imdiately, the surrounding air burst open.

In a flash, the sky was filled with ribbon-like bursts of Spiritual Energy, debris scattered, countless wronged souls wailed their disappearance, painting a bizarre and eerie scene in the sky!

“This…

this…”

On the ground below, Feng Qingbo, the Grand Ancestor of the Yingyue Sect, gaped in astonishnt at the slowly bursting shockwave above his head, feeling the terrifying power swept by the shockwave and looking up at the huge figure bathed in the brilliance of Spiritual Might.

The re heat and energy waves of Spiritual Energy and bursts of Spiritual Might made his hair fly wildly and his robes flutter, sending a shiver of dread down his spine.

If anyone dared to believe, such an enormous scale of battle was actually instigated by the Leader of the Longevity Sect, not yet a Nascent Soul, in an act of protection for his junior.

Who in the end is protecting whom?

“The Ghost King…

dead, is he dead?”

He suddenly noticed, the sinister Ghost Qi from the Ghost King had significantly dissipated and was still weakening.

Not quite daring to believe it, he imdiately soared cautiously into the air.

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Midair, Chen Dengming’s body lost the last bit of silver radiance, dimming down, his hair returning to the mature and wickedly black and white.

The mighty ancient Human Immortal Body’s Spiritual Might decreased, and his body size swiftly returned to normal.

A wave of intense weakness swept through him.

His body emanating waves of heat, he was so exhausted that he nearly fell from the sky, especially his kidneys feeling as if they were hollowed out, barely stabilizing his figure.

With a thought, keeping back so Nascent Soul power that he had never used, he summoned the damaged Seven Stars Colored Glass Mother Knife to circle around him, and he slumped inside the Escape Light ford by the treasure knife, which also maintained an array of light around him as he inquired.

“Ling’er, has the Qianluo Ghost King already died?”

Inside the Soul House, the Dark Spirit said haughtily, “Call Little Demoness, don’t call Ling’er; it’s so cheesy.”

“Little Demoness is cheesier!”

Chen Dengming frowned, his eyes suffused with a blue light, as the Heavenly Vision continued to search for traces of the Qianluo Ghost King.

The Dark Spirit, suppressing the shock in her heart, said softly, “Stop looking, he’s dead, dead through and through…”

“Even if we ghost creatures cultivate a Ghost Infant and beco a Ghost King, once the Soul Body perishes, unless the Ghost Infant can quickly enter beneath the Nether Spring, into the Underworld River, there might still be a chance to reforge themselves.

Otherwise, the only path left is for the soul to scatter.”

This is the so-called virtue of ‘Heaven’s benevolence towards all living things’: if a person’s obsessions do not vanish upon dying, and the will doesn’t dissipate, they can be transford into ghost spirits.

If fate allows, by encountering the Nether Spring or entering a land full of Yin, there’s a chance to turn into a ghost creature, but such an opportunity cos only once…”

The Dark Spirit spoke, pausing, “But…

I didn’t expect it; it hasn’t been long since we last t, Chen, and your strength has beco so formidable?

Almost catching up to mine back in the day.”

Hearing that the Qianluo Ghost King was dead, Chen Dengming finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer caring to listen to the self-praising words of the Dark Spirit.

His gaze fixed forward, he noticed the opposite air emitted fluctuations similar to a spiritual body’s; the evil giant deer seed to be twitching oddly mid-air as if in a frenzy.

Its huge back, full of muscles, seed to spasm, the image appearing extrely sleazy and bizarre.

But glimpsing its mouth moving oddly as if it was chewing sothing, its green deer pupils filled with a sense of gratification.

Becoming aware of Chen Dengming’s gaze, the giant deer suddenly turned its head.

Seeing Chen Dengming in an instant, it subconsciously stood up on its robust, muscular-littered deer body, perked up its ears, emitted a bizarre aura, and its pupils showed a hint of red light, adding a sense of flirtatious and conniving evil.