Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1562: Chapter 645: Dao and Principle

This person’s name is Xiang Sishui, focused on cultivating the Middle Dantian of the Qi Sea, with the Cultivation Technique "Hundred Tribulations Returning Flow Scripture". His mana is exceptionally pure and thick, proficient in continuous battle, replenishing Qi, and transformation. A Death Spring Jade Jar hangs at his waist, and the spring water inside is taken from the secret ground of Xiang Si Sect, capable of healing companion injuries and reversing vitality and mana to others.

To the right, a man stands with shoulders broad like an iron wall, a faint circle of bone pattern on his neck, as if a collar made of white bone is deeply embedded in the flesh.

This person’s name is Xiang Zircan, focused on cultivating the Lower Dantian of the Essence Sea, with the Cultivation Technique "Corpse King’s Mountain-moving Bone Scripture". His body is as strong as a fierce beast, with surging blood qi like a smelting furnace, often wearing the Three Calamities Locking Body Armor, wielding the Crying Life Long Spear, he prefers exchanging life for life, wounds for wounds during a charge.

The cultivation techniques of the three men are extremely radical, focusing solely on one Dantian, abandoning the other two.

Such a cultivation method would be a fatal shortcoming for ordinary cultivators: those who focus on the Divine Sea will have exceedingly weak mana and body; those who focus on the Qi Sea will have great flaws in the divine soul and body; those who focus on the Essence Sea will have their divine sense and mana easily manipulated.

The Three Brave of Xiang Sect do this deliberately because they’ve developed a heaven-defying divine power—

Life and Death Together!

The Jade Slip elaborates in detail: This divine power allows the state of all three, whether positive or negative, to circulate and share. For instance, injuries, mana, soul power, vitality, etc., can cycle back and forth within the three.

If one is severely injured, the injury will flow like water among the three’s flesh evenly.

If one is depleted of mana, the other two will instantly fill him as if reversing rivers and streams.

If one’s divine soul is damaged, the soul power of the other two immediately fills that void.

At the most extreme, even if one dies on the spot, the other two can forcibly pull him back to life by sacrificing enough lifespan and life force as a price!

Therefore, The Three Brave of Xiang Sect never shy away from death in battle, extremely courageous and fierce.

"Life and Death Together..." Ning Zhuo’s expression is grave, and the light in his eyes slowly dims.

The Jade Slip also contains some recorded images, showcasing the battles of The Three Brave of Xiang Sect.

Barren mountain and night rain.

A Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator with disheveled hair retreats hastily amidst the rain curtain, stepping on sword light.

His Daoist robe is soaked with blood, yet the flying sword in hand remains as clear as autumn water. Each sweeping of the sword light can level a section of the mountain ridge, the rain cut into countless water lines by the unmatched sword qi.

Xiang Zircan stands at the forefront. His Crying Life Long Spear has been cut in half by the sword light, a deep wound lays open on his chest exposing bone, with flesh turned over, even his heart which was grazed by the sword qi can be seen struggling to beat.

The Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator’s eyes show ruthlessness, the flying sword suddenly splits into seven solid sword shadows like seven death sentences directly aiming for Xiang Zircan’s head, throat, chest, and Dantian.

"Die!"

The sword’s whistle is sharp, turning the rain curtain into white mist.

Xiang Zircan grins at this moment, his blood-stained teeth gleaming like bone in the night rain.

Instead of retreating, he proceeds forward, boldly crashing into those seven sword shadows that could split gold and stone!

The sword shadows pierce into his body, blood bursts like fireworks, staining half of the cliff red.

Xiang Zircan’s body shakes violently, almost falling.

The ruthless expression on the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator’s face suddenly freezes at the corner of his eyes.

Xiang Sishui opens the Death Spring Jade Jar, the gray-white spring water reverses out, entwining those terrifying wounds as if alive.

Xiang Hundeng’s brow lights up abruptly, the glow from the Life Lamp flickers, and Xiang Zircan’s eyes which had scattered due to severe pain gather again.

Small wounds simultaneously appear on Xiang Hundeng and Xiang Sishui—they share most of the sword injuries suffered by Xiang Zircan.

Taking advantage of the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator’s mental shock, Xiang Zircan throws out the broken half of the Long Spear fiercely!

The protective sword gang of the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator gets knocked into a depression, a footstep of sword light falters slightly.

The Life Lamp immediately shines on his face!

The recorded image breaks off here.

Red Fire Purgatory.

A Nascent Soul Fire Cultivator stands proudly in mid-air, his Dharma Form behind him spewing black-red magma like a volcano’s giant mouth, turning the whole valley into flowing glaze.

The air twists and deforms, even distant observing cultivators feel their protective spiritual light crackling under the extreme temperature.

Xiang Hundeng is engulfed by the fire wave.

The Life Lamp flickers within the red purgatory, its covering melts, yet the wick stubbornly emits a line of dazzling white light.

The Nascent Soul Fire Cultivator’s hands clasp, the Volcano Dharma Form presses down with a roar, the black-red magma transforming into a ferocious giant python pouncing at Xiang Hundeng.

Xiang Hundeng sparks fire from all orifices simultaneously, the white light in his eyes quickly dims like a flickering candle in the wind.

Xiang Sishui’s face turns pale, the spring water in the Death Spring Jade Jar boils and rolls under the high temperature.

Xiang Zircan’s forehead veins pop prominently, and the Three Calamities Locking Body Armor shows charred cracks, the armor emits an unbearable groan.

All three are under attack simultaneously, like three strings grilled by fiery flames, not knowing which one might snap first.

The Nascent Soul Fire Cultivator continues driving the Dharma Form, the magma python’s assault grows fiercer, almost dragging Xiang Hundeng completely into the Eternal Damnation Fire Prison.

Yet just at this moment, Xiang Hundeng suddenly raises his head, eyes void of anything, his lips curved into a strange arc.

The nearly melted Life Lamp flies from his embrace, its flame abruptly turns into a deathly gray-white.

Behind the Nascent Soul Fire Cultivator, within the depths of the Volcano Dharma Form, a flickering lamp shadow appears too, illuminating an old wound hidden deep in his divine soul for hundreds of years—a heart demon crack left during his attempt at a higher realm back then.

Across the fiery sea, Xiang Zircan roars angrily and throws the half-burned Long Spear, the spear shaft glowing red, yet carrying a fierce determination, accurately nailing the lamp shadow at the old wound in the Volcano Dharma Form.