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Killing Dao Fruit

"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched; Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat; Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot; In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!” In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality! Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension... They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree! Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world. Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream: Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars. With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening. "But you all smell so incredibly fragrant! No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!” The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

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Chapter 57: Mountain Coffin Evil Technique

The weird sacrificial dance was still ongoing.

The wind howling through the mountains made one feel chills to the bone.

As the moon rose higher, its blood-tinged radiance illuminated the world, making the four-fingered seals on the bodies of the Magicians increasingly pronounced.

However, the location of these seals varied, and their colors ranged from light to dark.

Lady Peach Fairy, being the most powerful, bore the faintest mark, merely a shadowy trace on her frostbound wrist.

Earth Scholar Fan Zhang bore the deepest marks, as he entered the tomb most frequently and was naturally affected the most, though his marks were just slightly lighter than the first five bandits who started dancing.

Weirdness inherently arose from the mutation of humans, demons, spirits, ghosts, and monsters, and a skilful Magician always had the ability to control it.

But the Owl God Tomb was obviously of a much higher level, requiring mastery well beyond that of the Red Seal.