Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1359: Chapter 536: Life and Death in the Smallest Margin!

The crown of the Earth Mother Locust Tree at the Kun Position droops like a canopy, its roots coiled like dragons, emitting a deep drum sound, heavy and steady.

The Thunder Shocking Bamboo at the Zhen Position bursts with sound, section by section, from bottom to top, lightning jumps between the bamboo sections like innumerable silver snakes, illuminating the entire Yi Lin.

The Wind Dancing Willow at the Xun Position, Mystic Water Maple at the Kan Position, Li Fire Tong at the Li Position, Gen Mountain Pine at the Gen Position, Dui Ze Yu at the Dui Position...

The Gua Wind flows among the branches and leaves, Yao Position changes among the roots, Heavenly Mechanism permeates the air. The entire Yi Lin is breathing, trembling, divining!

Xiao Juxia’s face changes drastically.

He can scarcely hold the Rope Dragon Burning Luck Lamp, the fire inside sways as if in a storm. The entire lamp body becomes extremely hot, making his palm sizzle, and in the blink of an eye, it’s scorched his skin.

He hurriedly bites the tip of his tongue, sprays a mouthful of essence blood onto the lamp, and spares no mana, desperately infusing it, barely maintaining it.

Yet the power from Yi Lin is too strong, continuously like the tide, immovable like the mountains, crushing down.

This makes Xiao Juxia’s face grow paler and his breath weaker.

Ban Family Territory.

The Ancestral Hall hidden chamber.

The Clan Fate Mechanism Chain suddenly shakes.

Sliders move up and down, fast almost beyond visibility. Chains pull left and right, stretched tightly, emitting piercing friction sounds. The wheels spin back and forth, spinning so urgently they’re creating afterimages.

The whole mechanism is trembling, roaring, howling.

Several Supreme Family Elders of the Ban Family suddenly change their expressions, instinctively working with full force to maintain the Clan Fate Mechanism Chain.

Suddenly someone gasps: ”Look, Ning Zhuo’s Demon Star Fortune has erupted!”

The Demon Star Fortune has long been shining brightly, now it glows with a dark red radiance, the light merges into the withered yellow demon fog, responding and blending together, sometimes forming a sea of blood, sometimes casting demon shadows, sometimes revealing ferocious evil power.

Xiao Juxia, the Ban Family, and Ning Zhuo join forces against Yi Lin Hermit.

Yi Lin Hermit notices the turbulent resistance and chuckles softly.

He truly activates a small portion of Yi Lin.

Only see: the Light of Qian Trigram like the scorching sun, beams of golden light. The Light of Kun Trigram is thick like the earth, dark yellow. The Light of Zhen Trigram is like a mighty thunder, purple light flashing. The Light of Xun Trigram is like a long wind breaking the waves, vast green light...

The eight-colored lights intertwine, forming a diagram of Eight Diagrams.

The diagram carries unmatched divine power, propelling Shao Qian Nong’s divination forward, crushing along the way!

Xiao Juxia’s Rope Dragon Burning Luck Lamp trembles violently. The flame on the wick flickers intermittently. Cracks appear on the lamp body, rapidly spreading across the entire lamp.

The Ban Family’s Clan Fate Mechanism Chain is spinning wildly. Suddenly, a slider flies off the track, hits the wall, creating a deep crater. Then several chains break and scatter, fragments flying in the air like countless small blades.

A wheel explodes into pieces, shards scatter, battering the hidden chamber’s wall with countless dings.

”How could it be like this?”

”What exactly happened?!”

Several Supreme Family Elders are dumbfounded, exerting all efforts to save, to maintain the Clan Fate Mechanism Chain.

Ning Zhuo’s Demon Star is also in bad shape, dim, almost extinguished.

Yi Lin Hermit, a cultivator at the Transforming Spirit level, truly earnest, and using the mana of the Myriad Images Sect, immediately shows a crushing momentum.

Even with the joint forces, it’s hard to resist the sharp edge.

And once defeated, Yi Lin Hermit would undoubtedly be unobstructed, precisely calculating Ning Zhuo’s position and identity.

At that time, Ning Zhuo’s end is imaginable—clearly an unavoidable death!

Yet Ning Zhuo is completely unaware, entirely ignorant.

He cremated the Confucian Demon Nascent Soul while secretly assisting Qing Chi’s talisman making.

It’s down to the last stroke, Ning Zhuo says: ”Dui Position upright lift, smoothly finish the stroke, completed in one go.”