Chapter 1478: Great Ascension Stage Longevity Technique Cultivator

Translator: CinderTL

The old woman watched the sky-filling tentacles of malevolent qi surging toward her, a chilling certainty flashing through her cold eyes.

The malevolent qi tentacles had already sealed off hundreds of miles behind, above, below, and to both sides of the Body Integration Stage whelp, leaving only the path directly ahead as a possible escape route.

However, the tentacles were rapidly closing in, and within a breath or two, they would completely encircle the whelp.

At that point, it would be trapped in a net of heaven and earth, with no escape, regardless of whether it still possessed a Minor Teleportation Talisman.

Just as she was convinced of her inevitable victory, the whelp’s right hand transformed into a withered, claw-like appendage, which it plunged into its own face.

Bang!

The whelp’s head exploded, its mangled body falling lifelessly through the air.

The old woman’s expression froze in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. Even her escape light faltered for a moment.

As confusion and unease churned within her, she sensed a chilling killing intent descending from above.

Looking up, she saw the whelp hovering ten zhang overhead, manipulating a black dagger to stab down at her from afar.

"You little beast! How dare you ambush this venerable one? You truly have no sense of self-preservation!"

The old woman erupted in fury, a massive surge of gray-blue malevolent qi erupting from her head and surging skyward, crashing down upon Song Wen.

"Excellent! You little whelp! Your flying sword is actually a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure! After I kill you, I’ll gladly claim it for myself!"

As she roared, the gray-blue malevolent qi clashed with the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword.

The sword was instantly sent flying, soaring high into the sky.

The malevolent qi’s lingering force continued its assault, surging upward toward Song Wen.

Beneath Song Wen’s feet, a vast blood sea rapidly expanded.

The blood sea churned and surged, spreading relentlessly in all directions.

Bang!

Just as the blood sea extended a few dozen meters, it was struck by the gray-blue malevolent qi.

The blood sea shattered instantly, dissolving into a rain of blood.

The Body Integration Stage cultivator was also torn to shreds by the impact.

"Blood Sea Seal... a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate!"

The old woman’s expression twisted in shock, a hint of panic flickering across her face.

Then, she noticed the Body Integration Stage cultivator had reappeared over 5,000 kilometers to her left.

In an instant, the panic vanished from her face, taking with it the murderous intent in her eyes.

"Little friend..."

The old woman had just gathered spiritual power in her throat, about to speak.

At that moment, the three eighth-tier vengeful spirits closed in and attacked her.

She was immediately surrounded, her figure engulfed by the black Primordial Qi emanating from the spirits.

Yet she didn’t stop speaking to Song Wen.

"Little friend, are you a disciple of the Divine Blood Gate? The Rong Clan is a subordinate family of the Divine Blood Gate. There have been misunderstandings in the past. Please forgive us."

"Rest assured, little friend. This old one will hold these three vengeful spirits at bay, giving you time to escape."

Now it was Song Wen’s turn to be surprised.

This old woman was actually connected to the Divine Blood Gate.

And from her sudden shift in attitude, it was clear she held the Divine Blood Gate in great awe and respect.

Without hesitation, Song Wen activated his escape light and swiftly departed.

His earlier appearance above the old woman, wielding the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword, had been merely a ploy to stall her long enough for the three vengeful spirits to catch up.

The three resentful spirits were now locked in fierce combat with the old woman, presenting the perfect opportunity for Song Wen to escape.

Although the old woman had mistaken him for a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate, Song Wen knew better than to think he could gain her trust and earn her mercy.

After all, she had already tried to kill him, forging a bitter enmity. Given his "exalted status," the safest course of action for her would be to eliminate him and prevent any future retaliation.

When the old woman saw Song Wen fleeing, quickly vanishing from her senses, she felt a sudden unease.

She couldn’t decide whether his escape was a blessing or a curse.

Regardless, she was powerless to act.

Entangled by the three eighth-tier vengeful spirits, she was stretched too thin to pursue Song Wen.

Haunted by the fear of retribution, the old woman’s anxiety momentarily distracted her, and the humanoid resentful spirit seized the opportunity.

Its claw, crackling with dense Primordial Qi, slashed across her chest, tearing away a massive chunk of flesh and leaving a wound so deep it exposed bone.

The blow completely flattened her already withered chest.

A searing pain pierced the old woman’s heart, her eyes instantly blazing with madness and resolve.

"Filthy beasts, get out of my way!"

She unleashed a piercing shriek, and from her throat flew a bronze bell covered in strange runes.

Ding-ling-ling!

A series of rapid, ear-splitting chimes erupted, their sound unlike the clear resonance of metal. Instead, they resembled the chilling scrape of countless fingernails dragging across coffin wood, forming waves of black sonic ripples that surged outward with violent force.

The bronze bell clearly possessed the power to attack divine souls.

As the black ripples washed over them, the three-headed resentful spirit froze mid-motion, emitting agonized howls.

The old woman fared no better.

Activating the bell seemed to drain her vitality. Her once ruddy complexion paled instantly, and her inner energy weakened noticeably.

The bell, named the Soul-Wailing Corpse Bell, could damage divine souls with its chimes, making it particularly effective against Fierce Ghosts and other Soul Bodies.

This artifact was her greatest weapon, the reason she dared to confront three eighth-tier vengeful spirits alone to claim Song Wen.

However, the bell consumed a significant amount of spiritual power, and she couldn’t sustain its activation for long.

The old woman abandoned her pursuit of the three resentful spirits, which had been wounded by the bell’s sound, and fled swiftly.

Rushing back, she soon reached the skies above South Pill City.

The city’s defensive barrier, a transparent shield, was still under relentless assault by numerous resentful spirits.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the barrier, and the old woman slipped through the opening.

"Rong Luan, you’re injured!" Old Man Bai, who was controlling the city’s defensive formation, asked with concern.

The old woman, addressed as Rong Luan, glanced down at her chest.

Primordial Qi, left by the resentful spirit’s claws, lingered in the wound, corroding her flesh.

This Primordial Qi, stored within the resentful spirit’s body, was rootless and would dissipate on its own within a short time.

"Did you capture the Body Integration Stage cultivator?" Old Man Bai asked.

"No, he escaped," Rong Luan replied.

A flicker of doubt crossed Old Man Bai’s face, but he refrained from pressing further, remaining silent.

"Grandmother!" Rong Shao suddenly interjected. "Is your injury serious?"

"It’s nothing, just a minor scratch," the old woman replied.

"It’s my incompetence that I couldn’t protect you, Grandmother," Rong Shao said. "If I were a Great Ascension Stage cultivator, I would never have allowed you to suffer even the slightest harm."

The old woman’s expression softened, her gaze becoming tender and affectionate.

"Don’t dwell on it. Your sole task now is to do everything possible to break through to Great Ascension." ℴℴ𝘮

"Yes, Grandmother. I understand," Rong Shao replied. "However, I have a question. Our Rong Clan is a subordinate family of the Divine Blood Gate, and most of our members cultivate Corpse Path Arts, including you, Grandmother. Why am I the only one practicing wood-attribute cultivation techniques from the Orthodox Path?"

The old woman explained, "Wood-attribute techniques will help you achieve rapid breakthroughs. Once you reach Great Ascension, you must switch to the Longevity Technique. Cultivators of the Longevity Technique hold high status within the Divine Blood Gate. When you join the gate, you will undoubtedly be highly valued."

(End of the Chapter)

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