Chapter 74: The Sealed Divine Ability
Chu Ping saw Jiang Xi go extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from his spiritual perception range. He was shocked in his heart. The aura on this iron corpse in front of him was also extremely strong and thick, with a mysterious and eerie atmosphere that made him feel very difficult to deal with!
"This Jiang Ling, along with Gu Tianling Xū and Lin Tianfang, are all on the same level. I'm far from being their match!" Chu Ping instantly understood the situation, even if he could catch up, it's likely that he wouldn't be able to save Xu Jing!
"This person is also a master of the Xiu Zhen realm, and is probably one of the leaders of the sect. What he says is as good as gold! This iron corpse can be considered a token!"
Chu Ping leaped onto the roof of the carriage, like a wisp of smoke passing through the iron wall. Under the scorching sun, he looked around from afar, but found that the other party had long since disappeared without a trace. He stood there for a moment, dazed and lost in thought.
Just then, a loud roar was heard, and the iron corpse below also broke through the iron wall and jumped onto the car top. Its whole body was surging with black air, swirling around it in strange shapes, emitting waves of eerie coolness that made people feel icy chills even in the sweltering heat!
"Good fellow, it's not a rough and ignorant brute after all!" Chu Ping saw that the iron corpse was not only dry and shriveled in appearance, but also clever and fantastic, quite different from what he had imagined.
"Alright then, I'll capture you first and later on, I will definitely go deep into the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to find Xu Jing."
Chu Ping's mind was already made up, and his hands didn't show any mercy. With a flick of his wrist, the majestic Six Harmony Seal of Life and Death appeared, a gigantic stone inscription that hovered in mid-air like a small mountain, radiating countless rays of light that splashed and danced around it. The grand concept of life and death emanated from the seal, shrouding everything in an aura of mystery, as if trying to engulf all existence!
The iron corpse also seemed to have felt the horror of the Seal of Life and Death, its two pale eyeballs rolled wildly, and its ten fingers turned into hooks, slapping out at the air!
With a loud crash, the two palms collided, immediately followed by a burst of sparks and flames shooting out in all directions. Then came a dull rumbling sound like thunder pressing down on one's head. The iron corpse stumbled backward, clearly no match for the powerful aura emanating from the Seal of Life and Death that dominated the eight wildernesses and suppressed the six harmonies!
The Liuhe Boren is originally a divine art condensed from the worldly martial arts and the Tianyin of Cuiping, both of which are based on the principle of using force to overpower others, and the supreme way of opening and closing. When combined, they become even more powerful and overwhelming. Although Tie Shi is also famous for its power, it is clearly inferior to Liuhe Boren.
The iron corpse flew back, its entire body shrouded in swirling black air, like countless giant snakes spreading out, intersecting in mid-air, forming massive skulls at the tips of the black smoke, with jagged teeth and a haunting aura.
Chu Ping's internal true yuan surged, and his ten fingers shot out threads of air energy that were sharp as swords. They crashed against the iron corpse with a loud clang, but only managed to create countless sparks. The iron corpse merely shook for a moment, leaving behind several scratches on its body, but it itself was unscathed!
"This iron corpse is nothing but thick-skinned and muscular, with somewhat greater strength, but its magical abilities are not very agile!"
Chu Ping saw the iron corpse step forward, and several punches hit the Six Harmony Seal in a row. The stone seal flipped over, and the dripping sound was chaotic, with countless colorful lights flying out from the stone seal. In his heart, he secretly said...
No longer holding back, he swung his hand and four relics flew out in a whirlwind, white light swirling around them. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into four Acala Mahavira statues, surrounded by intense flames that expanded and contracted, forming a large circle.
Innumerable flames intertwined in the void, arranged along a mysterious trajectory, and subtly formed into a strange formation. This formation, although composed of flames, seemed as solid as substance, exuding an unshakeable, indelible sense of power.
This is exactly what Chu Ping has reorganized from many sealing arrays he has seen before, taking the strengths and making up for the weaknesses, forming a kind of sealing method!
Although Chu Ping had seen many profound and abstruse seals, he could still recognize them vaguely, and after some study, they could be put to use.
From the sarira, imagine the immovable Vidyaraja, and from the Mahavairocana's fire, form an illusory seal to suppress evil demons and seal ghosts, which is also a kind of infinite spiritual power!
The iron corpse, once surrounded, immediately let out a sizzling sound as it was roasted by the Great Sun True Fire. The black air around its body rapidly dissipated like boiling water splashing on snow. Even the original spiritual light within the corpse's body was scorched by the intense true fire, showing signs of escaping. A thread of light burst forth from the top of its head, swirling unceasingly, resembling a bright, round pearl.
"This iron corpse is indeed not very bright, and was forced by the spell to collapse immediately!" Chu Ping thought to himself.
"True fantasy comes alive, witch condenses heavenly origin, yin and yang give birth to each other, life and death follow one another! Seal the imprint!"
Chu Ping let out a loud shout, and the four giant Ming Wang statues immediately began to rotate. Countless illusory shadows appeared in mid-air, until finally these shadows overlapped each other, making it impossible to distinguish reality from illusion.
In the center of the circle, a raging flame suddenly split into two colors, becoming simple black and white, swirling like fish, resembling a Tai Chi diagram spinning with upper and lower grinding.
The black and white colors that make up the Taiji pattern, however, subtly transform into countless ancient and strange seal characters. The black flames twist into countless seal characters like tadpoles, fleeting and disappearing. The white light, on the other hand, entwines into countless brilliant Sanskrit mantras. Upon closer inspection, these countless Sanskrit mantras are actually just nine simple true words: "When soldiers are in battle array, they are all placed at the front of the formation!"
The Taiji pattern and the unmoving Mingwang revolved outside, while the witchcraft characters and the nine-character mantra churned inside. The inner and outer merged into one, constantly compressing inward, and in an instant, it was squeezed into a tiny light point, which was grasped by Chu Ping in his hand.
In the light, the iron corpse was like a fly sealed in amber, unable to move. Chu Ping snapped his fingers lightly, and a thread of golden light shot into it, stirring up immediately within the light point. In an instant, it transformed into a diffuse golden smoke that swirled around the iron corpse, rising and falling.
Chu Ping's ten fingers slightly hooked, and a round, crystal-like bead suddenly floated out. However, it was pitch black like ink, with several clusters of black smoke swirling in the middle. Occasionally gathering together, they formed a tall skull frame, empty and hollow, standing upright and floating, but only for an instant before dispersing into a cloud of black smoke.
Chu Ping was also puzzled, and touched this bead, but it didn't seem like some kind of spiritual elixir.
The refined and delicate inner elixir, although appearing crystal clear and radiant, is actually a compression of vital energy. Upon touch, it gives off an ethereal and elusive feeling as if it might disappear at any moment, but in reality, it is as indestructible as the golden elixir of Taoism or the Buddhist relic. It can only be slowly dispersed into the air, returning to nature, or absorbed and digested, refined and purified before it can truly vanish.
The bead condensed from the iron corpse was formed by gathering smoke, with a hint of spiritual light stored inside, similar to the soul of a human body, but much simpler. When touched, it gave people a feeling of smoothness like jade, cool and warm, but Chu Ping did not doubt that if he applied a little force, this bead would shatter directly, just like glass beads in the mortal world.
"Miao territory ten thousand big mountains, what place would it be? But looking at this person's strange attire, his face as dry as a ghost, and he's also stealing corpses, I'm afraid he's not some kind of upright person."
Chu Ping was perplexed in her heart, but she sat back in the carriage and saw that everyone was still asleep. The place where Xu Jing had been waiting earlier was empty, and she let out a silent sigh.
"Vanishing into thin air like this, how can it be explained? I'm afraid it can only be considered as missing. It's just that I don't know how heartbroken her parents will be! But wait, didn't this person say that Xu Jing was from the ancient divine lineage? Logically speaking, her parents shouldn't be ordinary people either... Maybe her parents are like her, also unaware of their own mysteries! What a pity, for so many days I didn't discover it..."
Chu Ping sat with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, but in reality, his mind had entered the ring and was playing with the sealed iron corpse.
The sarira scattered, and the iron corpse wrapped in the middle was also exposed. The primordial pearl inside its body had been stripped away, and its spiritual energy had completely dissipated. It had shrunk to about three inches tall, with a shiny iron luster that sparkled brightly.
Chu Ping weighed it briefly and flung it into the attic.

