Chapter 319: Karma Fire
The fire of karma ignited by current evil deeds, and retribution immediately appeared, pursuing and settling the account on the spot!
"Give me another chance!" The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit roared furiously, once again overstepping its bounds, forcibly causing trouble.
The cultivators who barged in had no qualification for the palace exam, and the secret chamber they entered did not count towards the thirty-six quota.
In the previous major turn, Ning Zhuo and Meng Chong had barely made any progress, while Zhu Xuanji, Song Fuli, and Zheng Jianlian were the ones who consumed the most.
Even so, the three of them hadn't exhausted the count of thirty-six.
But now, with the internal-external coordination of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit and Meng Kui, taking advantage of the severe decline in the Lava Immortal Palace's restrictions, they actually carried out the turn prematurely.
After this round, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit’s spirituality was greatly damaged, and its body became semi-transparent, flickering in and out of sight.
It fell into an extremely weakened state, motionless, shrinking to the size of a finger, enduring a relentless whipping, and breathing laboriously.
Meng Kui didn’t fare much better either.
At this stage, he was still a short distance away from directly intervening.
Forcing his hand at this moment, even with the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit as an inside aid, meant directly facing the Lava Immortal Palace and its restrictions.
His aura diminished greatly, his temples instantly turning snow-white, and blood slowly trickled from his seven orifices.
In an instant, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.
The relative positions of the chambers in the turning secret area were once again overturned!
Originally, Zhu Xuanji and the others had gradually caught up with the demon cultivators in the shadows, but now their efforts were in vain.
Ning Zhuo and Meng Chong, who were in one chamber, were not affected by this.
But in the next moment, Ning Zhuo suddenly caught fire.
Crimson flames burned on him, the ends of the flames turning a yellowish-brown color, emitting a strong and pungent stench.
"What is this?!" Ning Zhuo was startled.
Without the Buddha Heart Demon Seal, Ning Zhuo could no longer suppress his fate, and was defenseless against attacks on his fortune techniques.
He had been hit!
As the flames burned, he felt his cultivation rapidly declining.
His five senses, strength, and mana all plummeted as if falling off a cliff.
"How did I get caught?" Ning Zhuo felt a chill throughout his body.
Transferring the wooden blocks required him to expend both his spiritual energy and mana. At the end of the line, his eyes went dark, and everything appeared double, making it hard for him to continue.
Meng Chong attacked once more.
The Heavy Armored Blood Ape took a step forward, using its massive body as a defense line.
Previously, such a defense line had been impenetrable, consistently repelling Meng Chong. But this time, the situation was very different.
The Heavy Armored Blood Ape lacked spirituality and relied entirely on Ning Zhuo’s control.
With Ning Zhuo in poor condition, the Blood Ape’s combat power drastically fell.
Fortunately, Ning Xie’s spirituality was complete, with the ability to autonomously protect its master. The weather balloon shot out ice spikes, sealing off the firepower, forcing Meng Chong to retreat once more.
Meng Chong was panting heavily.
By now, he fully acknowledged Ning Zhuo’s strength, considering him a true opponent!
His entire body was covered in wounds, and his state had deteriorated severely.
Yet his fighting spirit remained undiminished; in fact, the tougher the situation, the more his spirit surged with excitement!
Just as he was about to charge forward again...
Bang.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
A crazed old lady barged in: "Xiaohui, where have you hidden my Xiaohui?!"
She shouted, her eyes reflecting the glow of crimson karma fire.
Although she was closer to Meng Chong, she aimed directly at Ning Zhuo.
"It’s you, you hid my Xiaohui, didn’t you!"
"Give me back my granddaughter!!"
Grandmother Ning Xiaohui screamed madly as she charged at Ning Zhuo, attacking him desperately.
Meng Chong was stunned.
Immediately, the door was pushed open again.
The former young patriarch of the Ning family, Ning Xiaoren, entered the room.
His pupils also reflected the red glow of the flames, his face twisted with hatred: "Ning Zhuo, you little bastard! It’s all your fault I’ve fallen to this state."
"Now, you still want to get out of here and take the position of palace master? Haha, as long as I’m here, it’s absolutely impossible!"
Ning Xiaoren also rushed at Ning Zhuo.
Meng Chong was bewildered.
He hesitated, unsure whether to join the attack, and once again, the door was pushed open.
Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zhenshen entered together.
"This is the first time I’ve seen such a big door, it’s probably the final door to pass through!"
"But Ning Zhuo is occupying that place..."
"Attack!"
Meng Chong: ...
These continuous intrusions were clearly no longer coincidences.
So many cultivators barged in, all ignoring Meng Chong, with only Ning Zhuo in their sights as the enemy.
Meng Chong stared at the flames engulfing Ning Zhuo, puzzled as to who had made the move.
At that moment, Meng Kui’s voice reached his ear: "Foolish child, seize the opportunity, open the door, and enter the main hall!"
"It’s grandfather!" Meng Chong suddenly realized.
Ning Zhuo’s condition was extremely poor, almost unable to see.
Fortunately, he had advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage and could use his spiritual sense to detect enemies.
However, the range of his spiritual sense was rapidly shrinking.
The door was pushed open repeatedly.
Each cultivator that barged in had entangled karma with Ning Zhuo.
For example, Ning Xiangguo, Zheng Hua, and even his uncle Ning Ze appeared. He too had entered the secret chamber.
"Ning Zhuo, how did you avenge your cousin? For your own sake, to become the clan leader, you even used your own blood-related revenge as a bargaining chip!"
"Now, this is your retribution!!" Ning Ze’s pupils were filled with fire, with little remaining reason, completely lost to his fate.
Sun Lingtong pushed open the door.
"Xiao Zhuo, I finally found you!" Sun Lingtong exclaimed with joy, his eyes also reflecting the flames.
At this moment, Ning Zhuo was in a precarious state, his spiritual sense reduced to only eight feet around his body. Many times, he had to rely on mechanical creations to act on their own.
Sun Lingtong flicked his wrist, and from his storage bracelet shot out a strange light that landed at the edge of the battlefield, revealing the Golden-Blooded Battle Ape, Dasheng.
The Golden-Blooded Battle Ape, Dasheng, was in terrible condition. Although Sun Lingtong had patched it up and done emergency repairs, his methods were crude and couldn’t compare to Ning Zhuo’s craftsmanship.
The Golden-Blooded Battle Ape, Dasheng, rushed straight at the Heavy Armored Blood Ape, embracing it tightly.
The two came into close contact, and Yuan Dasheng’s spirituality automatically flew out, merging into the Heavy Armored Blood Ape.
"Master, I’m here!" The Heavy Armored Blood Ape, Dasheng, roared, sweeping away its previous stiffness, now lively and agile.
Inside its mechanical body, the heart-core furnace of Fire Essence, massive as a ball, operated at full force.
A huge number of Huoshi were rapidly consumed, converting into surging mana.
Various cylindrical parts on the surface of the heart-core furnace protruded, rapidly contracting and extending, providing powerful momentum in all directions!
In this critical moment, the Heavy Armored Blood Ape, Dasheng, stood out heroically, protecting its master.
This mechanical body, made from many Golden Core-level materials, was thick and solid, allowing Yuan Dasheng to exhibit near-Golden Core combat strength.
Although Grandmother Ning Xiaohui and the others had the advantage in numbers, they were only in the Foundation Establishment stage, not reaching the Golden Core level, and were blocked by the Heavy Armored Blood Ape, Dasheng, who carved a path out for Ning Zhuo.
Sun Lingtong, wielding dual daggers and dressed in the garb of the shadow demon cultivator, attacked Grandmother Ning Xiaohui and the others, covering Ning Zhuo’s retreat.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the small door of the secret chamber was pushed open again.
Golden light spilled out.
Maintaining his three divine abilities, Zhu Xuanji made a grand entrance!
(End of Chapter)