Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 891 - 309: Painted Skin Rakshasa Breaks into the Immortal City (Part 2)
Chapter 891: Chapter 309: Painted Skin Rakshasa Breaks into the Immortal City (Part 2)
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“Painted Skin Rakshasa!” The Ghost Fire Lord understood this, suddenly realizing that the previous divination was not wrong. The Painted Skin Rakshasa being assigned to the Wangchuan Immortal Mansion was the most critical move.
The Ghost Fire Lord fully mobilized the spell, attempting to contact Painted Skin Rakshasa to explain the situation.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa was at that moment prowling around the outskirts of Wangchuan Immortal City, quietly observing the city gate using spells.
Atop the city gate, a round mirror hung high.
This was an ancient bronze mirror with an iron-gray patina, exuding a cyan-red hue. The mirror surface resembled turbid mercury, where gray-black sands flowed gently, generating an eerie green phosphorescence. The backside of the mirror was a relief sculpture of a blind judge caressing a scroll, with sin energy steaming.
“This is the Evil Mirror.”
“Entering this city is quite a hassle.”
The Painted Skin Rakshasa sighed softly.
All because this Evil Mirror, when normally reflecting, is not even as good as an ordinary mirror, appearing muddled. Its true function is to reveal the sin of living beings.
The Green Flame scorches the mirror, blurring and fading the corporeal shell of those reflected, revealing bones and soul forms. Anyone with sins will have dark red branding marks, black blood mist tendrils, and cursed barbs.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa was a thorough Demon Cultivator, her life filled with countless slaughters, skilled in peeling skins to create paintings, naturally burdened with heavy sins.
If she were to use ordinary disguise techniques, she wouldn’t be able to blend in at all; the mirror would surely reveal her sinful form.
However, the Painted Skin Rakshasa, being a major enemy of the Wangchuan Prefect, naturally possessed exceptional means.
She observed for a moment and already figured out three magic techniques that could ensure her sneaky infiltration into the city.
“Hmm?!” Just as she was about to activate the magic technique to disguise herself, her heart fluttered, a vague scent of incense and indistinct candlelight appeared, transmitting the Ghost Fire Lord’s message.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa’s expression immediately changed.
“So that’s it!”
“It seems I have become the most crucial part here instead.”
“Hehehe, interesting.”
Time was pressing, and the Painted Skin Rakshasa instantly abandoned her previous slow and cautious plan, rushing directly toward the city gate.
The Evil Mirror’s surface burst forth with a brilliant light!
A ghastly blue beam illuminated the Painted Skin Rakshasa, within a few short moments, countless faces appeared wildly on hers.
Male and female, old and young, joy, anger, sorrow, and various emotions, all present.
“A demon!” The guard Ghost General shouted angrily, directly activating the command to manipulate the giant crossbow of the city gate, shooting terrifying arrows.
“Hehehe…” The Painted Skin Rakshasa let out a charming laugh, the sound making one’s skin crawl.
Her figure suddenly exploded, transforming into thousands upon thousands of face skins.
These face skins were thin as cicada wings, depicting male and female, old and young, demons and monsters, immediately taking shape, vivid as life, swarming up the city gate!
Pfft pfft pfft…
The rain of arrows from the city head instantly pierced through countless face skins. But the true body of the Painted Skin Rakshasa had already leaped onto the city wall, appearing behind the guard.
Soul Stripping Claw!
The Painted Skin Rakshasa extended her right hand, transforming into a scarlet bone claw! The tips of the claws flickered with venomous cold gleams, silently aiming at the back heart of the guard Ghost General!
The city gate Ghost General was unaware, immediately having his back heart gouged out by the Painted Skin Rakshasa, dying miserably on the spot.
Without the guard, the defense of the city gate greatly weakened.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa chuckled coldly, then shook her body, exploding into ten thousand painted skins, concealing herself within, rushing into Wangchuan Immortal City.
“Enemy attack!”
“A Nascent Soul Ghost General has already perished.”
“Quickly release the Three Paths Miasma, activate the Great Bewildering Heart Array of the Three Paths!”
The alarm bell rang throughout the city.
For the centennial plan, the Wangchuan Prefect had drawn almost all the elite. Wangchuan Immortal City was in its most vulnerable state in history, thus the soldiers and guards in the city had their nerves tightly wound.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa did not conceal her actions, successfully breaking into Immortal City but immediately provoking a reaction from the city.
Three-colored miasma emerged from the ground, quickly spreading throughout the city.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa’s true body traversed within the miasma, which reached her ankles, constantly changing colors.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa held her breath, but simply contact with her body was enough to fall victim, feeling her soul drifting.
Buzz…
The next moment, the entire city emitted a low humming sound, and countless Memory Stones embedded in walls, flying eaves, and cracks in floor tiles simultaneously lit up.
The Great Bewildering Heart Array of the Three Paths was officially activated.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa stealthily maintained her defensive means but felt something amiss as she walked.
“Where is this?”
“Which direction did I just come from?”
“What am I… supposed to do?!”
She suddenly awoke, her heart chilled, realizing that this array could make her quickly forget, lose important memories, and her thoughts would continuously sink.
In a hurry, she activated various magic treasures, but all were ineffective.
With no other choice, she could only activate her main cultivation method, her body shimmering with brilliance, continually revealing one painted skin after another.
As the painted skin peeled off continuously, she consumed herself to offset the terrifying power of the Great Bewildering Heart Array of the Three Paths.
The Immortal City’s streets twisted and extended within the miasma, seemingly endless. With unwavering determination, the Painted Skin Rakshasa forcibly supported herself, ignoring the severe consumption of her foundation, finally emerging from the densest area of the miasma, where the towering silhouette of the City Lord’s Mansion faintly appeared in her vision.
Without any hesitation, she charged directly towards the City Lord’s Mansion along the bridge.
“Slow down, outsider. How about allowing this old man to ferry you across?” An elderly man navigating a black-peaked boat appeared amidst the miasma, blocking the Painted Skin Rakshasa’s path.
The old man held a paper lantern, emitting a ghastly white glow.
Without a word, the Painted Skin Rakshasa charged at the old man.
The old man sighed deeply and waved his sleeve, scattering countless paper pieces.
In midair, the paper pieces expanded, transforming into human, horse, boat shapes, and more. In almost an instant, they formed a fleet.
The fleet was massive, blocking all paths ahead of the Painted Skin Rakshasa.
“A paper craftsman?” The Painted Skin Rakshasa raised her eyebrows, sneered, and summoned hundreds of skin faces to fiercely attack the fleet.
For a moment, the shouts and cries of battle shook the heavens.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa and the ferrying old man were locked in a stalemate.
Realm of Calamity Ritual Altar.
The Earth Evil God was engaged in a struggle with the Ghost Fire Lord, although he was repeatedly severely wounded, nearly entirely on the defensive. However, with the endless Earth-Lung Miasma, he constrained a significant amount of the Ghost Fire Lord’s energy.
Hidden within the Wangchuan Tributary, the true form of the Lord of Wangchuan suddenly reacted.
He received intelligence that Wangchuan Immortal City was under attack, detailing the situation of the Painted Skin Rakshasa forcefully breaking into the city, currently confronting the paper boat elder.
“Not good.”
“The Painted Skin Rakshasa is indeed inside my Immortal City.”
“Though suppressed by the city’s array, with her combat prowess, the paper boat elder can only resist temporarily. Ultimately, he cannot hold her off.”
The defenses of Wangchuan Immortal City were very weak, and the Lord of Wangchuan was not very confident.
This situation forced him to make a firm decision and take out a treasure!
The magic treasure was a pair of scissors, only three feet long, entirely made of mysteriously ancient jade that seemed to absorb light. The handles were two Nether Dragons, mouths wide open, fangs gripping the blade base.
The blade was curved, covered with dense scales, resembling a dragon’s spine.
At the cutting edge, an extremely condensed dark blue light continuously flowed.
Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors!
If it weren’t absolutely necessary, the Lord of Wangchuan would never have taken out this magic treasure.
But now, he could only rely on this treasure to break the deadlock.
“The Nine Netherworld Candle Flame will eventually be extinguished. Go.” The Lord of Wangchuan launched the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors.
The scissors flew over the battlefield, causing the Ghost Fire Lord’s heart to quake!
The scissors’ glow flashed gently, aimed at the Ghost Fire Lord, and then softly closed.
Snap.
A light sound echoed, the Soul Hooking Candle was cut in half, spraying countless snow-white light dots. Then the candle flame scattered, rapidly extinguishing, and the cries and lamentation on the battlefield came to an abrupt halt.
The Ghost Fire Lord’s body trembled.
Immediately afterward, the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors was aimed at the Heart-Wrenching Blood Candle, snipping lightly.
The dark red wax was like blood crystal, abruptly exploding. The candlelight was swiftly extinguished.
Yin Jiu groaned, suffering a backlash.
His aura sharply decreased, looking at the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors in disbelief, roaring inwardly: “Is this a national treasure?!”
He was plunged into a great crisis, hastily reaching out, directly grabbing the Cold Abyss Ice Coffin Candle and throwing it.
The Cold Abyss Ice Coffin Candle rapidly vanished, reappearing as an ice coffin, enveloping the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors, attempting to freeze and suppress it with full force!
The actions of the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors slowed significantly, now cutting towards Yin Jiu.
Alarm bells rang in Yin Jiu’s heart, sensing a deadly and terrifying crisis.
Netherworld Road Guide Candle!
His expression changed drastically, losing previous composure, fully igniting another precious candle, igniting a dim yellow flame.
Under the illumination of the flame, a space opened, forming a small path.
The Ghost Fire Lord did not hesitate, directly riding on the Jiao Bone Lotus Platform, fleeing into the small path in disgrace!
The true form of the Lord of Wangchuan also exerted all his strength. His face was incredibly pale, almost losing his connection with the Netherworld Flood Dragon Scissors, helplessly allowing the magic treasure to be sealed by the ice coffin.
Activating this treasure was terrifyingly exhausting!
Even as a Transforming Spirit Level entity, the Lord of Wangchuan was almost on the verge of fainting.
With difficulty, he gathered Wangchuan River Water, enveloping his entire body. After completing this step, he immediately sank into slumber.
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