Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 280 - 210: The Deadly Situation!_2

Chapter 280: Chapter 210: The Deadly Situation!_2

The Ghost Taoist affirmed:

"Sorry, he can’t do it!"

"But what if you add me?"

"This..."

The Ghost Taoist fell into hesitation, pondered for a while, and finally asked:

"What realm are you in? Why do you know these things?"

Wang Tianran said lazily:

"My realm is currently lower than yours, but that’s because I don’t want to break through the realm I’m in. If I wanted to ascend, I could have done it when I was twelve. Since then, I’ve deliberately suppressed my realm. It’s precisely because of my childlike heart that I resonate naturally with the path pursued by Taoist cultivators, allowing me to glimpse into the Dao. And I, together with Li Ping’an, are major variables of this Dao!"

"Alright, I understand. I’ll do everything just as you wish!"

"Thank you!"

To outsiders, this mental conversation between the Ghost Taoist and Wang Tianran seemed to last but a fleeting moment.

Meanwhile, another person at the scene was worried that Li Ping’an might be killed by the Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao—an evil man. That was none other than Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect. He was not concerned out of kindness, but because he feared that if Li Ping’an were killed by Nangong Zhidao of Zhengyi Taoism, he would never find Pei Yuanjing and the whereabouts of the Immortal Slaying Sword again.

Therefore, he immediately shouted at Nangong Zhidao, who was about to kill Li Ping’an:

"Nangong Zhidao! You may injure him, but don’t kill him!"

How could Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao possibly listen to Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect? He continued to stab at the face of Li Ping’an, who he had silently taken control of.

"I didn’t expect Nangong Zhidao of the Zhengyi Temple to be so ruthless!"

"It seems that he truly harbors a deep hatred for Li Ping’an; otherwise, he wouldn’t intend to kill!"

"No wonder he assured everyone earlier that even if he defeated Li Ping’an, he wouldn’t want the position of Imperial Court Offering. He intends to take this opportunity to kill Li Ping’an. According to the rules of the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master, killing someone disqualifies you from the contest! So, he had already given up the pursuit of becoming an Imperial Court Offering!"

"This Li Ping’an as well, why offend someone for no reason? From his earlier posture, I thought he was quite powerful, but in the end, he’s going to die!"

"It’s not that Li Ping’an is too weak, but Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao is too strong! Who else could withstand this move of his, besides the Four Great Noble Paths and various sect masters?"

"Exactly, what spell is Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao using? It’s so wickedly powerful!"

"Well, just wait for someone from Mount Longhu to collect Li Ping’an’s corpse!"

Amidst the discussions of the lower-ranked cultivators, Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao was already less than a meter away from Li Ping’an, about to deliver the fatal stab.

"Don’t!"

Zixia exclaimed in shock, and everyone on the scene held their breath, not even daring to let out a sigh. At this moment, you could hear a pin drop, as all eyes were on Li Ping’an about to die at the hands of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao.

"Heaven and Earth in my hand!"

Suddenly, Wang Tianran made a move without a sound. Li Ping’an instantly felt that his head could move again, and quickly twisted his neck. Nangong Zhidao’s sword struck Li Ping’an’s Hundred Plays Coin-Embedded Shirt, making a clang.

"Nangong Zhidao, you little beast think you can kill me?"

Just as Li Ping’an finished speaking, he saw the shadow that controlled him suddenly rise from the ground, swing a huge black sword, and strike at his shoulder.

"Aah!"

Li Ping’an let out a heart-wrenching scream. Although his Hundred Plays Coin-Embedded Shirt remained intact, the body beneath the armor felt as if it had been struck by a heavy stone, causing immense pain.

He understood that if it weren’t for the protection of the Hundred Plays Coin-Embedded Shirt, he would have been split in two by that shadow’s sword!

"You beast! You’ve hurt me!"

Enraged, Li Ping’an endured the pain, lifted his head with great effort, and shouted at Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao as he came at him again with a sword thrust:

"You beast! Look into my eyes! Dream Marriage!"

"Hmm?"

As Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao was feeling pleased with himself, he became momentarily distracted and accidentally caught a glimpse of the golden purple light shining from the eyes beneath Li Ping’an’s mask. In an instant, he was frozen and no longer moving.

"That was close!"

"Li Ping’an really has nine lives!"

"What kind of spell is this, exactly?"

"Indeed, how does it seem even more bizarre than the spells of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao?"

"Didn’t he just use this move to deal with Immeasurable Sect Cultivator Jia Zhengfeng?"

The cultivators present only saw that just as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao was about to fatally stab Li Ping’an, much like Immeasurable Sect Cultivator Jia Zhengfeng had been, at the very moment he should have struck Li Ping’an, he became entirely motionless in mid-air, his eyes dulled as if he were a clay statue.

"What spell did this beast use, exactly?"

Li Ping’an gritted his teeth as he looked at the sword tip less than an inch from his throat, preparing to enter the memories of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao through the Divine Dream Marrying Technique. He wanted to make use of these memories to figure out just who Nangong Zhidao was exactly, and what deep grudge he had against him that compelled him to seek Li’s death. Moreover, he needed to determine the true background of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao.

However, when he looked again at Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, he couldn’t penetrate his memories with his gaze, and what Li Ping’an didn’t know was that the Cursed Seal of the Earth on Nangong Zhidao was rapidly moving across his (Nangong’s) body.

The rapidly moving Cursed Seal of the Earth formed an invisible wall that prevented Li Ping’an’s psyche from entering the mind of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao.

"There’s no reason for this?"

Li Ping’an, with his head tilted, said in astonishment:

"Could it be that his cultivation is higher than mine?"

"Forget it, better think of a way to escape first!"

Li Ping’an then lowered his head and stared at the shadow on the ground that, like Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, was completely immobile, seeking a way to break free.

"It’s truly the Devil Star Seventy-Two Transformations!"

The Kumarajiva inside his left shoulder couldn’t suppress his excitement and laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha! It turns out it really is the Devil Star Seventy-Two Transformations Technique of the Great Sage Lord! If I learn the Devil Star Seventy-Two Transformations, I wouldn’t need to borrow another body to be reborn; I could use this very body to avoid the Three Calamities, and then achieve immortality, live as long as the heavens, hahahaha!"

"But I’ve heard that the Devil Star Seventy-Two Transformations must be used in conjunction with the Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Technique. I wonder if Li Ping’an knows how."

The Kumarajiva inside his left shoulder then looked at Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, who was under Li Ping’an’s control:

"Puppet, kill for me! Kill without restraint! Li Ping’an must be hiding other incredible spells and Divine Skills!"

The Kumarajiva inside his left shoulder immediately reached out a hand beneath his clothing and lightly patted Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, who was under Li Ping’an’s control; naturally, none of the onlookers saw this action.

After being tapped by the Kumarajiva, Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao immediately broke free from Li Ping’an’s Divine Dream Marrying Technique.

"I clearly remembered that Li Ping’an had this move, yet I still carelessly fell for it. It seems Li Ping’an’s spell is truly unavoidable!"

After regaining his senses, Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao didn’t move immediately but continued to pretend to be controlled by Li Ping’an, while subtly acknowledging the Kumarajiva in his left shoulder.

"This is the Devil Star Seventy-Two Transformations of the Great Sage Lord; did you think it was an ordinary spell?"

The Kumarajiva inside his left shoulder continued:

"Keep pressuring him! Force him into a corner!"

As Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao watched Li Ping’an looking for a way to free himself, he said worriedly:

"Master, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill him? He is now backed into a corner by me!"

"You call this a corner? You underestimate him! Kill!"

Seeing the unique spells and Divine Skills Li Ping’an possessed, the Kumarajiva, overwhelmed by temptation, made up his mind. He had long seen that Li Ping’an was the kind of person who played possum, only showing his full strength when pushed to the brink.