Immortal Creation

The entire lava fairy palace is shaking violently!

Ning Zhuo rested his palms on the five stone pillars, his soul power being consumed at a terrifying speed.

His soul left his body.

The physical body still stayed in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, but the soul was hooked into the Lava Immortal Palace. The body and soul are connected by supernatural powers and human life.

Ning Zhuo is only a monk at the Qi refining stage, but I, the Buddha Heart Demon Seal, am at the magic weapon level. Under normal conditions, it is already very difficult for him to draw the power of the treasure seal.

Now, his soul and body are separated, and there is a thread of human life between them to sense and pull the demon seal of my Buddha's heart. The difficulty directly increased by more than ten times!

Ning Zhuo's spiritual and soul power plummeted like a flood.

He looked up at the ranking list, but he was pleasantly surprised.

Because he saw: his name was slowly sinking. According to this trend, when his carved name is flush with the surface of the stone, he should be able to remain anonymous!

However, The Sinking of Names comes to an abrupt end midway through.

The puppet Ning Zhuo knelt on his knees and collapsed in front of the stone pillar.

His soul power was almost exhausted. His soul was so weak that he almost died.

Ning Zhuo couldn't hold it any longer.

He pulled the power of the treasure seal with all his strength, like a baby dancing with a sledgehammer, which was unbearable for his small body.

The next moment, his soul could no longer hold on and quickly flew up from the puppet body, followed the thread of life, penetrated the space, and returned to his physical body in an instant.

Snap.

His puppet body had no soul in it and fell directly to the spot, motionless.

Ning Zhuo fainted again.

The main hall of Lava Immortal Palace.

The dragon turtle fire spirit jumped up and down in mid-air, setting off surging waves of fire wherever it went. The situation was terrifying!

Suddenly, its entire body suddenly stopped, because it sensed the departure of Ning Zhuo's soul.

It opened its mouth and roared loudly!

The sound waves spread to all directions through the lava fairy palace. Wherever they went, the heavy clouds and smoke were cleared and the rolling magma was pushed away.

"It's the dragon fire spirit that is roaring. Why is it so crazy?"

The Lord of Fire Persimmon City had no choice but to go all out and urgently activated the Fire Persimmon City Formation again.

Countless green formations outline the sky and the earth, intertwining like a net, forming a powerful blockade.

The Lord of Fire Persimmon City blew his beard and stared, his clothes flying, trying hard to fight against the rioting Lava Fairy Palace. After holding on for half a stick of incense, he gradually stabilized the situation.

"The last time, the Immortal Palace was attacked by the Golden Core Demonic Cultivator and almost flew into the air."

"What happened this time?"

"Did you suffer another attack?"

The Lord of Fire Persimmon City narrowed his eyes, his expression gloomy.

Since the birth of Immortal Palace, he has been sitting high in the sky on the top of the mountain, never leaving for a moment.

He is a dignified Nascent Soul level, the master of one side, and he goes into battle personally. Who dares to sneak into the Lava Immortal Palace without knowing what he can do?

The Lord of Fire Persimmon City can be sure that since he took control of the sky on the top of the mountain, no outsider has entered the Immortal Palace.

"Even if you sneak into the mountain, you still have to face the blockade and detection of the large array, as well as the endless geothermal heat and fire evil that the terrorist riots have not yet subsided."

"Is this dragon turtle fire spirit impatient?"

Ning Zhuo slowly woke up.

It took a long time before his blurred vision gradually became clear.

His eyelids felt extremely heavy.

"The damage to the soul this time is much more serious than the last time."

Ning Zhuo resisted the urge to fall asleep and got up with difficulty.

Even though he had deliberately slowed down his movements, his vision was still dark and he was dizzy.

He sat up with difficulty.

This simple action already made him break out in a cold sweat. Lights and shadows overlapped in his field of vision, and the stationary tables, chairs, and benches were constantly shaking.

He had to close his eyes first. In the darkness, the sound of his heart beating rapidly turned into a violent drumbeat in his ears.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and felt a little better.

"My body and soul are one, and they are the original package."

The body nourishes the soul.

Ning Zhuo can feel better precisely because of this.

But this speed was too slow. Ning Zhuo had to take medicine if he wanted to grab time.

He stood up slowly, left the bed, turned on the switch, and opened the basement.

He held onto anything that could support him and moved like a snail. He couldn't move too fast to prevent himself from passing out again.

When he reached the middle of the stairs, he could no longer hold on and slowly sat down.

He curled up and leaned his head against the handrail of the stairs.

Uncomfortable, heavy, weak, dizzy to the point of vomiting, and extremely sleepy!

He lowered his head and felt that his head had swelled several times in size, and his spine was as weak as a branch that was about to completely wither.

He closed his eyes again, in the darkness, and listened quietly to his heartbeat that sounded like a war drum.

His back was hunched, as if there was an invisible mountain-like weight pressing on him.

To crush him!

"Hehehe." Ning Zhuo chuckled softly.

The more complicated the machine creation was, the more he wanted to study it thoroughly. The more difficult the situation, the more it inspires the desire to fight that he usually hides and buries deep in his bones!

His face was as pale as paper, and his head was covered in cold sweat, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a slightly crazy smile.

Soon, his smile faded away.

He opened his eyes again, and his pupils were filled with a cold light of determination.

"feasible!"

"Using my Buddha Heart Demonic Seal allows me to remain anonymous."

"This is what my mother left for me, and it is also my only chance."

"If I can't catch this, I will be ashamed of my mother and so useless!"

Ning Zhuo struggled to get up again, and every inconspicuous movement took all his strength.

He walked down the stairs, stuck to the wall, and finally came to the cabinet.

He resisted the dizziness, opened the cabinet door with trembling hands, took out the pill bottle, and pulled out the cork with difficulty.

When he poured out the pill, his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't see clearly, and a lot of it spilled on the ground.

But he finally took it.

After taking the medicine successfully, Ning Zhuo leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground. He lowered his head and fell asleep in the next moment.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night.

His condition had improved greatly.

Before, he had double vision when he saw everything, and the world would spin when he moved a little.

But now, his vision is just a little blurred, and double vision will appear when he turns his head too fast.

Using the power of pills is much more efficient than sleeping. Otherwise, how could alchemy be rated as the top of the hundred arts of cultivation?

Ning Zhuo picked up the pills that were spilled on the ground, cleaned them up, and put them into the medicine bottle.

There are not many of these pills left, so we should be as frugal as possible.

"It's best to buy in large quantities."

"During the entire process of leading souls into the palace, soul power is consumed. Therefore, the demand for pills that nourish the soul will become higher and higher."

"For me, the situation is more serious."

"Even if I buy a lot of soul-nourishing pills, I can't bring them into the Lava Fairy Palace and can't take them in the palace."

"I must directly raise the foundation of my own soul, at least double it. Only in this way can I last longer and remain anonymous on a ranking list."