PDLP Chapter 281 "Wei Sheng", Plague God Altar
Chapter 281 "Wei Sheng", Plague God Altar
Seeing that Chu Lengyu did not make a move immediately, Wei Sheng felt a sense of relief and mistakenly thought that his words had worked.
He hurriedly bowed and said, "I am from the Wei family of the Myriad Stars Alliance. During my travels, I was accidentally caught in a spatial turbulence and barely escaped with my life after experiencing nine deaths and one life."
"In order to survive, I have no choice but to use the parasitic method to temporarily reside in this body to recuperate. It is a last resort, so please do not take offense, fellow Daoist."
The body of the peak master he was currently occupying looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with a dignified face and a calm demeanor.
In addition, his sincere attitude, proper demeanor, and the revelation of his background in his words seemed to give him some persuasive power.
Chu Lengyu's gaze was as sharp as an ice blade. She listened quietly to the explanation of this "Wei Sheng," her vigilance remaining unwavering.
Whether one cultivates immortality, demonic cultivation, or is merely a mortal, one's words and actions should not be readily believed.
Seeing Chu Lengyu's gaze fall on the white jade altar, Wei Sheng's heart tightened.
He hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. This white jade altar is needed for the family's secret communication method. The elders in the family will be here to help soon. I promise that once the elders arrive, I will give you generous compensation as an apology."
He specifically emphasized that "the elders are coming soon," trying to use this as leverage to make her hesitant and afraid to take action.
However, Chu Lengyu only smiled slightly, but there was no warmth in her smile.
With a slight thought, she secretly manipulated the lightning within the Star Annihilation Array, sending it hurtling down and striking the white jade altar.
However, to her surprise, the lightning bolt did not strike the white jade altar, but passed right through it and struck the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of gravel and dust.
Upon seeing this, Wei Sheng couldn't help but reveal an uncontrollable look of joy on his face.
This seemingly crude white jade altar actually turned out to be a success!
You've really hit the jackpot!
At this moment, he had already made contact with the God of Plague. This ordinary white jade altar was now located between two dimensions, and no attack could damage it until the God of Plague stopped responding.
Chu Lengyu had already reached the Nascent Soul stage and had a rudimentary understanding of spatial attributes. She stared at the white jade altar and gradually discerned its special features, giving up on making any further futile efforts against it.
She sighed softly, realizing she was a step too late, but Chu Lengyu felt no regret whatsoever.
Her gaze shifted to Wei Sheng, and from the current situation, the information that this "Wei Sheng" possessed piqued her interest.
If we could capture this person alive, that would be the best outcome.
"Fellow Daoist Wei," Chu Lengyu said with a slight smile, her voice tinged with amusement, "after all this talk, aren't you ready with your methods yet?"
As she spoke, she flicked her sleeve, and the Unrivaled Sword conjured countless sword shadows, like layers of blooming lotus flowers, surrounding her within them.
Those sword shadows gleamed with a cold light, radiating a chilling killing intent; their intimidating power was self-evident.
Wei Sheng's face darkened, and he gripped the blood talisman hidden in his hand tightly.
He looked up at the woman in white floating in mid-air.
She was so disdainful of the world, with unparalleled beauty and elegance.
Furthermore, given how easily she produced such a powerful magic weapon and such a formidable formation, Wei Sheng suddenly recalled those once-despised prodigies who always possessed enviable talents and resources, easily able to trample him underfoot.
Given the vast disparity in strength, Wei Sheng knew he couldn't afford to be careless in the slightest when facing an opponent like Chu Lengyu.
The upcoming battle will be a life-or-death struggle; he must give it his all to have any chance of survival.
Wei Sheng controlled his expression, maintaining a humble demeanor, and asked, "I wonder where Youxian Township is? Perhaps it has some connection with my Myriad Star Alliance?"
However, Chu Lengyu now held an absolute advantage and naturally had no desire to continue feigning affection with him.
She gently raised a finger, and countless sword shadows behind her swarmed down as if on command, like a school of fish vying for food.
The Lone Sword has been upgraded to the middle grade of the fourth rank. Each sword light that splits out contains the power of a fourth-rank magic weapon, making it exceptionally sharp.
Upon seeing this, Wei Sheng's face instantly turned ferocious.
He tried his best to stop it, throwing out blood talismans one after another in an attempt to resist the overwhelming sword light.
But it was all in vain.
The sword light was too sharp and too swift; he simply couldn't withstand it.
One after another, sword lights descended, piercing through the flesh and blood that had been usurped.
The peak master's body quickly became riddled with holes, blood splattered everywhere, and he finally collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Before his death, the peak master even had a relieved and liberated smile on his face.
Because he had truly witnessed the methods of cultivators, which were more powerful and terrifying than he had ever imagined.
Although he had regrets in this life, he would rather Chu Lengyu and the demon within him be destroyed together than continue to be controlled by this demon and become his puppet.
The ground was riddled with craters by the sword light, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
Chu Lengyu hovered quietly in the air, looking at the lifeless body, her heart unmoved.
With a calm expression, she channeled her spiritual power into the Lone Sword, once again forming the Lotus Sword Formation.
"Dirty things are indeed hard to kill," she murmured softly, her voice laced with murderous intent.
After speaking, her divine sense surged forth, instantly covering the entire world, searching for the fleeing demon.
A moment later, her divine sense locked onto a black snake that was moving silently underground.
The black snake was originally ordinary, but the aura emanating from it was even slightly stronger than that of the previous peak master, clearly indicating that it had already prepared an escape route for itself.
A cold glint flashed in Chu Lengyu's eyes.
A sharp sword light arrived in an instant, piercing through the ground and pinning the black snake firmly to the spot.
The black snake trembled violently in pain, its body shaking violently. It roared at the sky, its voice filled with resentment and unwillingness: "You surnamed Chu, don't go too far! Do you know who the altar is in contact with? If you let me go, you might have a chance to live when the plague god descends. Otherwise, you will surely die without a burial place!"
These words made Chu Lengyu frown slightly, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.
The term "god of plague" was both unfamiliar and eerie to her, but from the demon's tone, she could tell that he was by no means a benevolent person.
Could it be that the bloodshed in Wushan was caused by this "God of Plague"?
Seeing that she had stopped, Wei Sheng couldn't wait to show his value: "I don't care whether you are a native of this world or a cultivator from outside. The altar has successfully contacted the God of Plague. This world will soon become the God of Plague's 'pasture.' With my guarantee, you will survive!"
As if to prove his point, at that moment, the white jade altar suddenly revealed a heavy pressure, and faint demonic voices rang out.
Chu Lengyu realized that this demonic voice was no ordinary person and immediately sensed something was wrong.
She swiftly formed hand seals, mobilizing the power of the Star God Annihilation Array, and separately diverting a portion to form a small array that enveloped the white jade altar, attempting to isolate it from the influence of the demonic sound and oppressive aura.
However, the indistinct demonic sound still managed to penetrate the formation, and at the same time, the oppressive aura became increasingly clear.
It was as if a great being was about to cast its gaze upon us from the opposite side of the altar.
Chu Lengyu's heart tightened, and she made another hand seal to shrink the range of the formation, concentrating more power near the white jade altar and setting up layer upon layer of barrier formations.
The black snake's body trembled slightly, whether from the pain of being wounded by the sword light or from fear of the plague god, it was unclear.
Its narrow, serpentine eyes were fixed on the direction of the altar, gleaming with anticipation and awe as it awaited the response of the God of Plague.