Chapter 124 - The “Antivirus” Bead (2/2)
The inhibition ripples beautifully and there is a red light over the cabin. The warble of phoenix echoes in the s.p.a.ce. A fire phoenix emerges from the inhibition and looks at “Lin Luoran” from above coldly. It is pure soul fire but it is looking at her coldly as if it wants to freeze her.
The dead woman was an absolute master in the cultivation world before her death. She was one of the cultivation masters at the level of Gathering Vitality who were acknowledged by the world of cultivation. As a high-level cultivator, she has gone through countless live-or-die fights, but none of her enemies has this freezing look like the fire phoenix!
She stares the phoenix for a few seconds and feels cold all over her body. She can’t help but step back, crus.h.i.+ng a few spirit herbs.
She doesn’t dare to leave the s.p.a.ce despite the stalemate — she has the feeling that the fire phoenix will not hesitate to kill her as soon as she moves.
Her face is bathed in sweat, and suddenly she smiles again. The bead belongs to the cultivator. Even if it seals her, she now occupies the body. If the fire phoenix kills her, it will kill its master too.
The dead woman feels relieved and smiles brightly.
The fire phoenix seems to know what she is thinking and sneers at her in a personified expression. It flies out of the inhibition, hovers gracefully over the cabin several times and once again makes a very clear chirp.
At that moment, Lin Luoran’s spiritual mind, which is trapped deep in the ocean of consciousness of “Lin Luoran”, slightly moves.
“Hum!” The dead woman draws her spiritual mind back to the ocean of consciousness.
Her net is still there and the fire is still burning, but something under the net is struggling. The dead woman makes a hand gesture and the fire burns more vigorously. Whatever struggles under the net stops moving. The dead woman sighs with relief.
The fire phoenix is intimidating, but there is nothing more than that. It seems to be just a bluff.
Subconsciously, the dead woman knows it can’t be this easy. However, she has just woken up from thousands of years of sleep, possessed a body successfully and gained a treasure of blessed spot inside a bead, so her heart is filled with joy. She just has to wait for the vanis.h.i.+ng of Lin Luoran’s spiritual mind and she can take over the body and the mysterious s.p.a.ce — thinking about this, she makes her fire burn more and more vigorously, hoping to burn Lin Luoran’s spiritual mind into ashes in an instant.
Inside the fire, as the net shrinking, Lin Luoran’s spiritual mind becomes smaller and smaller and finally it is as small as a walnut. The dead woman smiles and reaches out her hand, ready to crush the “walnuts”.
Her “hand” shaped by her spiritual mind looks just like her hand before she died, slender, white and long. Although it is doing such an evil thing as destroying some one’s spiritual mind, it is undeniable that every move carries a kind of unspeakable sense of beauty.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingers touch the little fireball, she feels as if her hand is tainted with strong acid. She cries out of pain and takes her hand back immediately.
White smoke comes out of her right hand. She is burnt by her own spiritual fire…
It’s impossible!
“Young girl, how dare you mystify me!” Looking at her wounded hand, the dead woman shouts furiously. In response, however, there is only a sneer from inside the walnut-like fireball.