Chapter 1584: Snowstorm Demoness

black light, pressing down on Hou Lie. 。“What kind of magical artifact is this” Hou Lie saw the Zhen Yao Tower hurled through the air, like a mountain pressing down from the sky. 。This made Hou Lie...“Who are you Luo senior, or a monk from the Floating Pagoda” Lu Xiaoteng narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly. He was truly shocked to his core. Back then, Luo Zhongting had gambled everything, sending his soul into the skeleton of the monk from the Floating Pagoda. Since Lu Xiaoteng hadn’t cultivated the Misty Sword Technique yet, he was chased by the sword qi split from the Misty Sword Embryo. He was in imminent danger, and a puppet doll saved him from a fatal blow, allowing him to barely escape the Misty Hall.

"It is me, it is not me, or perhaps both." A hazy confusion clouded the pale gold skull as it shifted back and forth between Luo Zhongting and the Floating Pagoda monk.

"I didn't expect that senior would actually achieve their wish. Then congratulations to senior, junior still has something important to attend to..."

“Since I came to stop you, I naturally don't want you to join forces with the Qin clan.” Luo Zhongting said with a playful look in his eyes.

“Father, why Could it be that you have dealings with the ghost clan…” Luo Ping’er suddenly glared at Luo Zhongting and said, “Father, how could you possibly involve yourself with the ghost clan”

“The Four Gates of Heaven’s Origin have seen some changes. The Purple Crocodile Ghost King, with his powerful demonic energy, has managed to open the Ghost Source Gate. If he can leave this realm through it, his chances will increase significantly. Besides, considering your father’s current state, apart from the Ghost Source Gate, there seems to be no other passage.” Luo Zhongting shook his head and said, “Ping’er, the reason I came here this time is twofold: first, to stop Young Master Lu, and second, to take you away with me.”

“No, Father, I won’t leave him.” Luo Ping’er hurriedly shook her head, reaching out to block Lu Xiaoteng, “I also won’t let you hurt him.”

“Lu Xiaoyou, for the sake of our past friendship, as long as you don't go to meet with the Qin clan, I won't make things difficult for you. As for Ping’er, I definitely have to take her away. Lu Xiaoyou, think carefully about where you go next, and don't force me to take action.” Luo Zhongting's voice turned cold.

"It seems the senior is determined to walk the same path as the Purple Crocodile Ghost King to the end." Lu Xiaoteng narrowed his eyes slightly. There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. Luo Zhongting's current state makes it impossible to be a human being. It's only natural that he would turn to cultivating the way of ghosts.

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“You’re in over your head. Even if you reach the Upper Realm, your future is bleak. Staying by your side will only put Ping'er at risk. Take my advice: stay in this realm, or you'll surely meet a bad end.” Before Luo Zhongting could finish his words, his enormous bone hand shot forward.

With Luo Zhongting's actions, a powerful suction force tightly pulled Lu Ping'er. Lu Xiaottian reached out and slapped with his palm, striking the vortex. Seemingly mighty blood energy vanished like mud into the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

“Cultivating both the physical body and Dao, to reach this level in the Nascent Soul stage, you can be proud. You’ve only cultivated that damned sword technique, but what's next” Luo Zhongting chuckled with a hint of amusement, choosing not to elaborate further. With a simple grasp of his hand, a gigantic shadow resembling a giant hand swiftly captured Luo Ping'er, pulling her back beside him. No matter how fiercely she struggled, it was all in vain.

"This Luo Zhongting's strength has even surpassed that of several old monsters like Xiang Haxin." Lu Xiaoteng's just strike didn't affect Luo Zhongting at all, causing him to be secretly shocked.

“Little one, I spare Lu Xiaoyou out of old feelings. You dare glare at this old man Do you think I’m incapable of killing” His words hadn't left his lips when Luo Zhongxu reached out and with a sweep of his hand, a tower resembling the Suppression Demon Pagoda in Lu Xiaotian's possession materialized in mid-air. This tower was surging with ghostly energy, and within it, wails and howls echoed incessantly.

Xiang Qingcheng let out a cold snort. She wouldn't stand idly by and wait for death just because the opponent was a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator. The other party's attack had already exceeded her own tolerance. Without any hesitation, Xiang Qingcheng moved her divine sense, and three water armor giants leaped into the air. Three long swords slashed in mid-air, the shimmering blade energy converged together, and with a deafening roar, they slashed towards the ghostly and eerie giant tower.

The swirling cloud of ash emanating from the ghost tower almost pressed down upon the three water-armored giants, causing them to plummet rapidly.

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“Retreat!” Lu Xia Tian roared, Luo Zhong Ting’s strength far exceeded expectations. Lu Xia Tian naturally wouldn’t let Xiang Qing Cheng bear it alone. A sharp gust of wind, followed by a dazzling gleam of cold light, appeared. It was the Ice and Snow Giant and the Green Wind Giant who had arrived. Two long blades slashed through strange arcs in the air, striking the ghost tower that pressed down on the three Shui Jia Giants.

With a deafening boom, the spectral giant tower was sent flying backward.

"The eighteen Golden Men from the Pre-Qin era, their power is indeed extraordinary." Luo Zhongting's skeletal palm caught the flying Ghost Pagoda, a hint of surprise on his face. "Let me see your next move, old man."

As Luo Zhongting's voice faded, the ghostly tower in his hand transformed into seven within the air. The seven towers spun rapidly, with a shadowy skeleton flickering within each one. The ominous presence was interwoven with a glimmer of Buddhist radiance, creating a feeling of stark contradiction.

“A dignified celestial being, repeatedly attacking several juniors, is unbecoming of your status.” Lu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to prepare to counter Luo Zhongting’s attack when, from the distant sky, a whirlwind of snow and ice swirled. A cold female voice echoed through the air.

In the howling wind, a flurry of snowflakes danced through the air. The swirling snow morphed into a snowy white hand, reaching out to gently cradle the falling ghost tower.

“Feng Xue Yao Ji, didn't you already make an agreement with Zi E Gui Jun Could it be that you want to go back on your word” Luo Zhong Ting raised his hand to retract the ghost tower, his voice slightly annoyed.

"It's just a verbal agreement, I can go back on my word. What can the Purple Crocodile do about it" In the wind and snow, that hazy voice said with a hint of disdain.

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"What a captivating frost and snow sorceress. Very well, if the Purple Crocodile Demon Lord were to inquire, I shall reply thusly." Luo Zhongting smiled nonchalantly. He reached out and grabbed Luo Ping'er, vanishing into thin air.

As soon as Luo Ping'er left, the wind and snow that had been swirling in the air drifted further and further away with the eerie wind, showing no intention of lingering.

"Do you know this Nascent Soul ancestor" Xiang Qingcheng asked in astonishment.

"Let's go, things are changing rapidly. The Purple Crocodile Demon King should have noticed the Qin clan's intentions. We don't have much time left." Lu Xia Tian shook his head. He wasn't too worried about Luo Ping'er's safety. Now that she was being taken by Luo Zhong Ting and staying by his side, she would be safer. After all, if he went to meet with the Qin clan, he might directly face the terrifying Purple Crocodile Demon King, who could even kill Nascent Soul cultivators.

As for the woman in the wind and snow, Luo Zhongting's legendary Wind Snow Fairy, Lu Xiaoteng heard her accent and felt a vague familiarity, but mostly strangeness. He couldn't recall who she was at the moment. He didn't know any friends at the Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, judging from her actions, she didn't seem to care much about maintaining her own safety. Perhaps he had some interaction with her descendants in the past, and it wasn't impossible that they had formed a good relationship by chance. Once these sentiments were repaid, naturally they would go their separate ways.

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