In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1007

Chapter 1007: 403: As the man leaves, the tea cools but the jar remains!

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Old Zhu’s crisis, white hair shows its power_3 Chapter 1007: 403: As the man leaves, the tea cools but the jar remains!

Old Zhu’s crisis, white hair shows its power_3 …

Lamps of the spirit flickered on the lampstands on both sides of the Hall of Human Heart.

The heartfire within the lamp that belonged to the ferocious ghost Chu Xun shook violently, his state of mind anything but calm, as if undergoing some ordeal.

Seeing this, Chen Dengming frowned.

“So many days have passed, and Old Zhu’s current condition is like he is struggling against a formidable enemy…

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Could it be that after snatching the Soul Clam Pearl, he is now being hunted by the Dark Stream Old Ghost?”

After a brief contemplation, he quickly moved to the center of the hall and sat down, covertly channeling the Dao Force of the Human Immortal Dao, ready to delve into Chu Xun’s spirit to investigate the situation.

If Chu Xun was in danger, he could also send Divine Thought and Dao Force through the connection of Heartfelt Perception to help Chu Xun escape danger.

That is if Chu Xun didn’t refuse or block the assistance.

This was also one of the marvellous uses of the Daoist Artifact that was the Hall of Human Heart.

What is the fastest speed in the world?

Is it light?

No, it is thought.

Thoughts are boundless; to think of a place is to reach it instantly with just a thought.

And what is the most limitless power in the world?

It’s the spirit; the heart is as vast as the worlds it can conceive.

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Meanwhile, within the Underworld River, dark currents surged violently.

The ferocious ghost Chu Xun, accompanied by two Ghost Ladies, was fleeing to the dense and thick depths of the turbid Underworld River, evading Ghost Generals and the Ghost King chasing them from the dark stream above.

Traces of dark Yin Thunder on his body had weakened considerably, and one of his originally sturdy and fierce ghost claws had broken off; he appeared quite wretched.

Behind him, the surging dark current raged torrentially, thunderous in its roar.

Within the water, streaks of Spiritual Light shone brightly, like enormous glass spheres, glaringly luminous.

They were the figures of several Ghost Generals and the Dark Stream Ghost King, grim and intimidating with their spectral might and aura.

Seeing the riverbed below and no more places to hide in the murky Underworld River, Chu Xun realized the dire situation and immediately conveyed a message to the two Ghost Ladies who were inseparable and dependent on each other, saying,

“My dear ladies, we are still thousands of miles away from Starfall Ghost City.

I will now draw them away while you hurry to Starfall Ghost City to call for reinforcements.”

Upon hearing his words, both Ghost Ladies’ faces changed, their expressions filled with desolation.

How could they not know that this rough man’s words were intended to secure a chance for them to survive?

Recalling their past days in the cold depths of the Nether Spring, even when one was once the Ghost Bride of a Ghost King of the Netherworld, they had never felt a shred of love or care.

No ghost creatures had ever been willing to sacrifice their lives for their safety.

That was until they met this man who loved to play tricks on others.

Even though he could be ominous and fierce, even brutally so in certain aspects…

Yet his burning sincerity was something that could not be concealed in the cold depths of the Underground Mansion.

The two Ghost Ladies shook their heads in anguish, refusing to part ways.

A roundtrip journey of thousands of miles; even if reinforcements arrived, they feared they might never see this rough man again.

Rather than living a wretched life in the cold Nether Spring of the Underground Mansion, they preferred their spirits to dissolve with this burning sincere heart.

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade the two ladies, Chu Xun also turned tender-hearted, yet he quickly resolved himself and handed a clamshell radiating a soft light to one of the Ghost Ladies, saying,

“Ziyan!

As the head wife, at this moment, I need you to make some sacrifices.

This Soul Clam Pearl is something Brother Chen entrusted me to find at all costs.

I, Old Zhu, have already died once; it is Brother Chen who has supported me to this day.

Even if I vanish into nothingness, you must deliver this pearl to him.”

The head wife Ghost Lady, Shi Ziyan, heard this and felt even more desolate yet dared not disobey, reluctantly accepting the clam pearl.

Just then, the light above, accompanied by intense Spiritual Might, rapidly drew near, bringing with it a wild, gravelly chuckle.

“Hehehe—Deliver it?

Where to?

Today, you cannot escape even with wings or fins in this Underworld River.

Who’s this Brother Chen?

No one who comes today can save you!”

The ferocious ghost Chu Xun’s bell-like eerie ghost eyes suddenly grew fierce, and he let out a threatening roar as dark Yin Thunder flared violently on his body.

“If Brother Chen were here, killing you would be like slaughtering chickens and dogs!”

“Boom!

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The murky river water burst out with sudden loud cracks, swirling in the light like molten, red-hot glass, splitting and rolling open to both sides to reveal a river pathway.

Several figures of extraordinary Spiritual Might appeared in the midst of the river.

The leading ghost figure, with long hair like seaweed over his shoulders, lean and sinister, with eyes flashing a terrifying ferocity, sneered,

“Oh?

I would like to see if you capture your two Ghost Ladies and torture them before your eyes, whether this Brother Chen of yours would dare to kill me.”

The two Ghost Ladies’ colors drained, and Chu Xun, enraged, was about to fight for his life when suddenly, a chilling and vast Mind Power invaded his spirit, turning into a formidable force of Mind Power that spread throughout the somber Underworld River.

The atmosphere grew oppressive, silent all around.

A cold and vast Divine Thought, carrying a will of the Human Immortal Dao that seemed to rip open the heavens and earth, echoed through the Underworld River.

“Are you so eager to die?”

“Hmm?” The Dark Stream Old Ghost’s smile froze, and his eyes filled with uncertainty and disbelief.

“Brother Chen!!”

Chu Xun’s heart, which had risen to his throat, instantly relaxed, feeling the strong force of Mind Power that had penetrated his spirit.

It was as if he had found enormous confidence and pride, and he promptly relaxed his guard against this invading force of Mind Power.

In his mind’s eye, a vivid image immediately emerged.

In that image, the figure of Chen Dengming with his white-tinged hair sat at the center between two rows of lit lamps, gazing with concentrated and peculiar brilliance.

The cold silver glint in his eyes was unsettling…

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