bookrandom Chapter 171: Live Well If You Can’t Die
Chapter 171: Live Well If You Can’t Die
The stone pillars in the main tomb chamber appear even more solemn and majestic under the reflection of thunder and lightning.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feihong cast a powerful fire spell and chanted a spell.
"The fire at the heart of the earth burns fiercely. The blazing flames burn the sky, purifying the evil."
The flames burned fiercely, and the red flames were like dancing elves, emitting scorching heat.
The light of the flames illuminated the main tomb chamber red, like a sea of fire.
"The thunder in the sky ignites the fire in the earth!" Chen Yile shouted.
The thunder and lightning in the sky were like a roaring dragon, pouring down from the dark clouds with the power to destroy everything.
The purple lightning flashed with dazzling light, and the surrounding air was ionized and crackling.
At the same time, Lin Feihong's flames also shot up into the sky, echoing with the thunder and lightning.
The flames swept towards Wuchen like surging waves.
At the moment when lightning and flames met, a dazzling light burst out, as if the sun was rising in the main tomb chamber.
The powerful energy fluctuations caused the entire main tomb chamber to tremble, and the stones on the ground were shaken away.
Lightning and flames merged together to form a huge energy ball that exuded terrifying power.
In that energy ball, lightning danced like silver snakes, and flames bloomed like red lotuses. The two intertwined with each other, forming a magnificent yet terrifying picture.
Wu Chen looked at this force in horror and quickly cast a series of ghost energy shields to resist it. Corpse energy was also surging around him.
The black ghost energy collided with the lightning and flames, making loud noises and shining brightly.
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong continued to increase the power of their magic, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
They knew that this was a life-and-death battle and they could not relax at all.
Wu Chen's ghost shield gradually became weaker under the continuous attacks of heavenly thunder and earthly fire.
He became more and more anxious and began to fight back frantically, sending out black ghost energy attacks, and the corpse energy became stronger.
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong nimbly dodged the impact of the ghost energy while continuing to maintain the attack of heavenly thunder and earthly fire.
Their eyes were filled with determination, and they vowed to completely destroy Wuchen.
As time went by, Wu Chen's power gradually depleted.
His ghost shield was finally broken and hit by lightning and fire.
"No!" Wu Chen roared in despair.
But his voice was soon drowned out by the roar of thunder in the sky and fire in the earth.
A powerful force hit Wu Chen, and his ghost struggled in the thunder and flames, and finally gradually dissipated.
With Wuchen's disappearance, the evil aura in the main tomb chamber gradually dissipated, and the corpse gas also slowly dissipated.
Lin Qingyao slowly came to Chen Yile and Lin Feihong.
Her steps were heavy and hesitant, and each step seemed to carry three hundred years of pain and guilt.
She stood quietly, her eyes flashing with complex lights, including guilt, gratitude, and endless confusion.
After a moment, her knees bent slightly and she was about to kneel down.
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong were both shocked by this action and quickly reached out to pull her up.
"Get up quickly, what are you doing?" Chen Yile said anxiously, his voice echoing in the silent space with anxiety and concern.
Lin Feihong also advised: "Don't be like this, talk it over nicely."
His eyes were full of worry, and he looked at Lin Qingyao with pity in his eyes.
But Lin Qingyao shook her head gently and refused their pull.
Her voice was a little hoarse, but firm. "Let me kneel down and listen to me."
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong looked at each other and had to stop temporarily.
Lin Qingyao lowered her head slightly, the guilt in her eyes surging like a raging tide.
"Three hundred years ago, I committed suicide by jumping into a well without telling my family. At that time, I was only thinking about my own pain and never imagined that the situation today would come."
"After my death, not only did I harm so many people, but I also caused my family to learn Taoism for me and guard the mountain garden for so many years. How selfish and stupid I was."
Her words were full of self-blame, and every word seemed to carry a heavy sigh. Tears quietly slid down and dripped onto the cold ground.
Lin Feihong was silent for a moment, took out an old, yellowed envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qingyao.
The envelope seemed to carry the sediment of time and exuded an ancient atmosphere.
"This was passed down hundreds of years ago, passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. They said that if one day you can regain your sanity, the descendants of the Lin family will tell you."
"Actually, your father regretted sending you away. He felt very sorry for you."
The atmosphere in the main tomb chamber was solemn.
Lin Qingyao took the envelope, looked at its contents, and tears burst out like a broken dam.
That cry was filled with three hundred years of pain, regret and emotion.
Seeing Lin Qingyao in such pain and remorse, Chen Yile wanted to use a purification spell to save her and free her from the pain and sin of the past three hundred years.
So he put his hands together, muttered something, and a soft light emanated from his hands.
"The spell of purification cleanses the soul. May you be free from pain and find peace." Chen Yile recited softly.
However, after a moment, the light gradually dimmed.
At this moment, demonic energy suddenly appeared from Lin Qingyao's body.
Chen Yile immediately understood that she had been completely possessed by the devil and it was impossible for her to be saved.
Lin Qingyao looked at the demonic energy surging in her body in panic, and looked at Chen Yile anxiously.
"What's going on? Why am I suddenly emitting demonic energy? Am I really going to become a demon? What should I do?"
Lin Feihong said, "This isn't just a case of demonic possession. She emerged from the ice coffin a third time, which means she was reborn."
"Chen Yile, look carefully, her soul and body have already merged."
After Chen Yile opened his psychic eyes and observed carefully, he said, "That's true. Hey, your vitality is quite tenacious, like an indestructible cockroach."
Lin Qingyao asked with a bitter face, "So, in my current situation, I can neither die nor live well? What am I? A half-human, half-demon monster?"
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong exchanged a glance, and Lin Feihong smiled and said, "You decide on this matter."
Chen Yile nodded slightly, then looked at Lin Qingyao and told her solemnly.
"Now that you've been resurrected, live well. Three hundred years ago, you were foolish once. This time, you must live for yourself."
Lin Qingyao asked uncertainly, "Is it really okay? I'm afraid I'll get into trouble again."
Chen Yile said in a serious tone, "Of course you can, but you have to promise me that you won't harm anyone, and you won't use your power in front of others."
"Otherwise, I'll have to use the same spell to tighten the hoop on you as I did to Sun Wukong."
Lin Qingyao quickly assured: "I will definitely agree to everything."
Then Chen Yile called Wang Jiajia out, and everyone took a break and prepared to leave.