Chapter 598 - 388: Transforming Illusion into Reality, Shattering Delusions with Will! Embracing Elixir Realm!

Chapter 598: Chapter 388: Transforming Illusion into Reality, Shattering Delusions with Will! Embracing Elixir Realm!

Pfft!!!

A large mouthful of black blood, mixed with shards of viscera, spewed forth.

Mr. Tang’s emaciated body flew backward like a rag doll, heavily crashing into the talisman-covered wall.

Strangely, the cinnabar talismans ignited with a ghostly green flame upon contact with his body, scorching his back until it was bloody and raw.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the distinct sound of a spine breaking, Mr. Tang slumped to the ground like a pile of mud.

The doll he held in his hand had long since transformed into scattered golden light, slowly dissipating in the air.....

Just as Mr. Tang collapsed to the ground—

Rumble!

The meticulously arranged altar suddenly trembled violently. The bronze incense burner and the white candles upon it exploded first, with fragments scattering like rain.

Following that, all forty-nine white candles simultaneously snapped, with hot wax mixed with bright red flames splattering everywhere.

The room’s talisman papers ignited without any wind, tongues of scorching flame madly licking the walls.

The incantations drawn with cinnabar twisted and distorted in the fire, emitting a sharp "squeaking" sound, as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing.

In an instant, the entire chamber turned into a sea of fire, reflecting Mr. Tang’s horrified old face like that of a demon.

Disciples outside the room, hearing the loud noise, rushed in, only to be horrified to their core by the scene before them.

Four personal disciples frantically helped Mr. Tang up, only to see this usually immortal-like master with both arms twisted at bizarre angles, pale bones piercing through flesh.

The black blood flowing from his seven orifices was actually corroding small pits into the ground.

As his chest weakly rose and fell, fragments of viscera kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.

This was precisely the dire taboo of the magic gates, "Backlash from Broken Magic"!

The Caster and the magic skill are inexorably linked; now that the array was shattered, the backlash power poured into his meridians like tens of thousands of steel needles, backfilling along the Divine Sense.

The eldest disciple shakily checked for breathing, finding that the master was taking in more air than letting out, evidently suffering grievous harm.

"What—what happened?"

The villa owner, a real estate tycoon, stood with a face as calm as still water, hands clasped behind his back, veins bulging.

His sharp gaze cut across the dying Mr. Tang like a knife, then swept toward the chaotic altar.

At some point, five bodyguards in black suits appeared ghost-like behind the real estate tycoon.

They wore tactical earpieces, with their right hands inside their suit jackets, surrounding their employer protectively.

"Mr. Li! Please, quickly take the master to the hospital!"

A young disciple cried out as he rushed forward, only to see the real estate tycoon slowly turn, with a sudden flash of cold light in his eyes.

"So it failed....."

Mr. Li rubbed his jade ring, then suddenly chuckled: "It seems we underestimated the Lu Family."

When dealing with the retired big figures of Yingnan City, such matters must remain in the dark.

Failure meant someone would die, so....

He waved his hand nonchalantly, as if shooing away some annoying flies.

The five bodyguards simultaneously raised their arms, the silenced pistols glinting coldly in the firelight.

Pfft pfft pfft!!!

After a dozen muffled shots, the villa returned to silence.

Mr. Li stepped through the pool of blood toward the window, dialing an encrypted number: "Mr. Ren, that Lu Family is quite sinister, even Tang Huang couldn’t resolve them....."

At this moment, Lu Yuanhao had regained his composure, his deathly pale face void of color, yet his chest was beginning to rise and fall regularly.

Lu Xuan casually tossed the young body, which floated lightly like a feather toward the medical team.

"Catch it carefully."

Lu Xuan’s voice was extremely calm, yet to the top-notch doctors beside him, it was like a divine command.

The chief physician dashed forward, carefully cradling Lu Yuanhao in his arms like a baby.

The others immediately organized themselves, rushed into the disordered room to check the medical equipment, their actions as practiced as if rehearsed a thousand times.

"Vital signs stable!"

Before long, those doctors exclaimed at the monitoring instruments.

Who could have imagined that the patient who seemed possessed by a demon just moments ago now had every indicator miraculously returning to normal?

"Grandfather!"

Lu Guangchen and Lu Guanghai both knelt on the ground at the same time, their voices choked with emotion after surviving the ordeal.

Their once rigid limbs were now thawing like spring ice melting, with Dark Force once again flowing freely within them.

A rush of hurried footsteps approached rapidly, as the core members of the Lu Family, led by Lu Yuliang, flocked together.

The former big figure of Yingnan City, at this moment, dashed forward in a disheveled manner, completely disregarding his image.

The three Lu Yuliang brothers exchanged glances, their eyes full of shock.

They clearly witnessed their father adjusting his breath on the third floor one moment, and the next moment, he burst out like a ghost!

The speed was so fast that he left no afterimage. The wooden shreds from the broken door were still flying in the air, yet he had already appeared in the ward tens of meters away on the second floor.

"This..."

Lu Yuhong’s Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty. As a National Martial Arts Master with Dark Energy Perfection, he knew all too well what this meant.

Even if it were a Master of Huajin, it would be absolutely impossible to achieve such an almost teleport-like speed!

Unless...

Unless the old man had already touched that legendary realm.

In the next moment, Lu Yulong’s pupils suddenly contracted—as the direct heir of the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist, he was most sensitive to the changes in the body’s Qi and blood.

At this moment, amidst his father’s frost-covered head, a few strands of new black hair were mysteriously interspersed!

Even more frightening, beneath the old man’s wrinkle-covered skin, there was a faint flow of vibrant Qi and blood.

"This is..."

He caught his breath, suddenly recalling the National Martial Arts Community’s records of "rejuvenation."

Could it be that at the end of his strength, his father really took that step?

The realm that even many grandmasters at the pinnacle of Dragon Country’s martial arts have not achieved—the Embracing Elixir Realm?

The Embracing Elixir Realm is an extremely profound level in martial arts, requiring the internal cultivation of the Golden Core, achieving roundness everywhere.

Embracing the Elixir in the hip allows the body’s essence, Qi, spirit, blood, and marrow to concentrate into one point, like the beginning of the universe, evolving into a world from that one small dot.

Once successful in embracing the Elixir, one can reach the realm of controlling Qi and blood with thought, breaking the body’s physical limits.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Fifth Life)

Realm: Embracing Elixir Grandmaster (Initial Entry)

Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist 5/9

Points: 1590

Originally, after deducing the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist, there were only 90 points left on the system panel.

As a result, after resolving the evil spirit possessing Lu Yuanhao, it increased by 1500 system points.

However, these 1590 system points seemed insufficient to deduce the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist to the sixth level.

"Investigate! Even if you have to dig three feet deep, find out who’s pulling the strings behind these evil arts!"

This is not just for revenge for the Lu Family, but also because these evil spirits are the source of system points.

Lu Xuan’s voice was extremely commanding, each word seemed to strike at the people’s hearts: "Yuliang, the three of you mobilize all connections, find this person from the art sect."

But Lu Xuan was unaware that his plan to quickly acquire system points was destined to fail.

You see, each time an evil spirit was defeated and dissipated, the Caster’s soul would feel like a piece was torn off.

This is the true reason behind the art sect’s "harming a thousand, while hurting eight hundred of oneself"...

Truly skilled in magic skill, these people always treasure their lives.

If not tenable, they will certainly not lightly use those highly retaliatory dark magic skills.

But Mr. Tang was different—his only son died tragically at the hands of the Lu Family, and this blood feud had long permeated his bones.

Having already doomed the Tang Family, matters like backlash or cost became unimportant for the art sect.

Lu Yuliang’s old face flushed, somewhat embarrassed, he spoke: "Dad, we’ve utilized all connections, but always have the clues cut off at critical moments..."

"Oh?"

Lu Xuan’s snow-white brows raised sharply.

In the memory of the original body, the Lu Family in Yingnan City could be said to have reach everywhere—political allies, underworld relatives, even those from various paths leaned on them.

Not only could they track a person, they could easily find even a fly.

Lu Xuan’s gaze was like lightning, sweeping over the original body’s eldest son Lu Yuliang: "You... stepped down?"

Lu Yuliang’s body trembled, he laughed bitterly: "Dad, I already stepped down last year."

"This was to avoid disturbing your cultivation... that’s why I didn’t inform you immediately."

But that figures, if Lu Yuliang were still in position, those small fry wouldn’t dare be so bold.

In all of Yingnan City, who dares to do anything to the Lu Family!

"Get in touch with the Capital for me." Lu Xuan abruptly ordered.

Lu Yuliang immediately understood, stepping forward quickly, tightly holding an old-fashioned push-button telephone.

The jet-black body showed no traces of an intelligent screen, existing purely for conversation.

"Dad, I just informed Mr. Huang." Lu Yuliang said in a low voice: "He said he is always ready for your call."