Twilight's Threshold Chapter 779: Borrowing the Altar - Novel Cool

Chapter 779: Borrowing the Altar

Chapter 779: Borrowing the Altar

Unable to fight, unable to win, and unable to even find the person.

Ever since he learned his skills, Hu Ma had never encountered such a situation. Though his heart was filled with anger, as soon as he made his move, he immediately realized the gap between them.

He gathered his spiritual power, eager to shake off the incense burner and display his spiritual form. But as the State Preceptor chanted, the incense burner became heavier and heavier, pressing down on him until his entire body crackled with pain.

His eyes narrowed, staring directly at the State Preceptor. He hastily recited the Hu Family Punishment Spell, but the State Preceptor's figure was elusive, and he couldn't find him. Instead, behind him, a similar chanting voice sounded, and the State Preceptor was reciting one of the Hu Family's four major spells, the 'Shackle' spell.

As he chanted, he walked slowly, stepping out from beside Hu Ma.

With each step, a footprint appeared, and each footprint transformed into the shape of a talisman.

Amidst these countless talismans, the sound of rattling chains suddenly echoed, and chains emerged from underground, tightly wrapping around Hu Ma, immobilizing him.

"I should have taught you the method of carrying the Twelve Ghost Altars, establishing your first merit in Jade City. But in the end, it seems I still have to do it myself."

The State Preceptor, having trapped Hu Ma, sighed lightly, and in his voice, there seemed to be genuine regret.

As he waved the dust brush, it transformed into a writing brush. Then, he extended his left palm, and with his thumb, he drew a line across his palm, causing blood and flesh to split open. His left arm hung down, and blood gushed out, flowing onto the ground.

He swung the dust brush, stained with blood, and starting from the incense burner pressing down on Hu Ma's head, he quickly wrote numerous talisman patterns. Each pattern, each string, was imbued with blood containing hidden golden light, floating in mid-air beside Hu Ma.

As he wrote more, the night sky became enveloped, and countless giant umbrellas adorned with treasures seemed to intertwine and descend, isolating them from the outside world.

At this moment, Hu Ma seemed to truly realize the immense gap between them. His struggles subsided, and the incense burner on his head seemed to lighten slightly as he stopped resisting.

Clenching his teeth, he glared and said, "You're skilled in the arts of the Ghost Communicator and Necromancers, and you're proficient in the abilities of various sects..."

The State Preceptor smiled and explained to Hu Ma, "Our Dalaofa Religion's teachings are not limited to any particular path. We use whatever is effective. So, I've explored many paths and have often helped the Ten Surnames refine their techniques."

"Unfortunately, while I've learned many of the Ten Surnames' skills, I've neglected the Dalaofa Religion's original expertise—the art of Sacrifice and Heaven Inquiry."

"Because I'm the main officiant, I can't be too far from Heaven and Earth."

"Back then, I didn't understand, and I ascended the Bridge too early. Although I gained these abilities, I later realized that since I was no longer in this realm, I couldn't perform the role of the main officiant for Sacrifice and Heaven Inquiry."

"..."

"So, you want to borrow my altar?"

Hu Ma spoke in a low voice, "And what happens after you borrow it?"

The State Preceptor laughed, seemingly appreciating Hu Ma with a glance, and said, "My return to the capital is for this ritual, and also to suppress those malevolent spirits."

"By helping them take the Meng Clan's Bridge, you've made some things uncontrollable."

"Reincarnates come from Heaven, unlike us, the people born of Heaven and Earth, who walk on solid ground. Once they ascend the Bridge and come into contact with the Purple Heavenly Age, they often undergo incomprehensible changes."

"But while they're on the Bridge, it's our opportunity."

"With you carrying the Twelve Ghost Altars and occupying the main officiant's body, I'll perform a ritual to invite the Meng Clan Ancestor, who has already awakened below but can't find his way up and is currently in a rage, to fight those malevolent spirits on the Bridge, and then we'll invite him into the altar..."

"..."

As he spoke, he couldn't hide his joy, and he smiled, saying, "What do you think will happen?"

"So, when you entered the Netherworld yesterday, it was to awaken that thing?"

Hu Ma sighed softly. Now that he wasn't forcing his strength, the incense burner seemed less heavy, and he spoke more easily, even showing a puzzled expression, "Are you that confident?"

"After all, I've already tried it once using your Hu Family's Bridge."

The State Preceptor also looked at Hu Ma and smiled faintly, saying, "Lao Jun Mei is a traitor to the Reincarnates."

"At the very least, after he chose to cooperate with your Hu Family, the Hu Family didn't spare those Reincarnates who tried to reclaim his immortal fate."

"Of course, those Reincarnates didn't spare your Hu Family either."

"..."

As he spoke, he didn't stop writing, and after completing a row of talismans, he smiled and looked at Hu Ma, saying, "Little friend, the time has come."

"Once this sacrifice begins, it can never end. If you change your mind now, I can still record your first merit in Jade City."

"..."

It seemed like even at this point, he wanted to persuade Hu Ma once more. But facing Hu Ma's sinister gaze, he simply shook his head and gave up.

Sighing softly, he suddenly said, "You are my creation, originally a perfect immortal fetus. Now, I have to destroy you with my own hands. Believe me, I'm also in great pain right now.

"Speaking of heartache, he didn't stop, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned five altars from afar.

Placed neatly in front of Hu Ma, the State Preceptor sat cross-legged, facing Hu Ma. Then, slowly, he reached into the first altar and pulled out a piece of black, oily, and eerie piece of meat.

Hu Ma, with a slight realization, recognized it as the Black Tai Sui.

At this moment, the State Preceptor's face seemed to exude a sense of sanctity. He bowed to the Black Tai Sui, and on the ground, he subtly molded a human shape.

After that, he proceeded with the White Jade Tai Sui, Green Tai Sui, Blood Tai Sui, and Golden Thread Tai Sui.

In the five altars, these five types of Tai Sui were placed. He first used the Black Tai Sui to form a human shape, then laid the White Jade Tai Sui within, mixed the Green Tai Sui in, molded the internal organs with the Blood Tai Sui, and outlined the blood vessels with the Golden Thread Tai Sui.

Once everything was in place, he lightly brushed his sleeves, and a multitude of talismans descended from the sky, covering the vague human shape beneath them with a rustling sound.

Then, he reached into his sleeve and took out a pill, which Hu Ma recognized as the immortal pill that the young master of the Lifespan Pavilion had used to revive a dead person twenty years ago.

Lifting a talisman that was vaguely located at the head position, the State Preceptor placed the immortal pill into the mouth of this "person."

Muttering an incantation silently, he gently tapped, and the next moment, the human shape on the ground suddenly sat up. The talismans on its body rustled and fell away, revealing a complete person, identical in appearance to Hu Ma.

Most importantly, this person's facial features were lifelike, and their eyes, though empty, were a mirror image of Hu Ma's.

As the State Preceptor helped this person to sit up, he personally brought a garment and draped it over them. Then, he slowly bowed to him, appearing almost reverent, until he finished and calmly turned to face Hu Ma.

Hu Ma stared at this person who was identical to himself, and only then did he suddenly look up at the State Preceptor and say, "Senior, you keep saying that my Hu Family and Lao Jun Mei deceived you."

"In your words, my Hu Family is a traitor to the Ten Surnames, and Lao Jun Mei is a traitor to the Reincarnates. Then, there must be a reason for their betrayal."

"If they don't approve of your plan for immortality, what do they truly intend to do?"

"..."

The State Preceptor, who had been busy, suddenly stopped and slowly turned to look at Hu Ma. In his eyes, there was a sharpness unlike anything Hu Ma had seen before.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Little friend, things have come to this point, and even if I tell you, it won't matter."

"It's just a pity that their wild ideas are disrespectful to Heaven and Earth. Even if I speak of it, I would feel too guilty, so please forgive me for not being able to give you the final answer."

"..."

"I understand that you're afraid."

Hu Ma's gaze was intense as he slowly said, "But actually, even if you don't speak, I've already guessed."

Then, he slowly spoke, "'Obeying the mandate of Heaven, longevity and prosperity.'"

These were just eight words, but upon hearing them, the State Preceptor's expression suddenly changed, and he sharply shouted, "Silence!"

With a sweep of his wide sleeves, he whispered, "You madmen never know fear, but fortunately, with this grand sacrifice, these cursed fellows will finally be completely removed from this world."

"Borrowing life for the altar!"

With a low roar, the State Preceptor took an astral step, moving in all four directions. The next moment, his dustbrush transformed into a sword, and he lightly pointed forward.

The talismans all around lit up with golden light, like candles, and across from Hu Ma, the newly created person also formed a seal, his lips moving as if chanting along with the State Preceptor.

"Hmm?"

Hu Ma, pinned down by the incense burner, felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He felt the simultaneous surge of the Nine Pillars of Dao Practice within his body, and his abundant spiritual power flowed on its own. In a daze, he even had the illusion that he was genuinely performing a ritual, following the State Preceptor's instructions in some sacred ceremony.

As he performed the ritual, the surrounding Heaven and Earth seemed to plunge into extreme darkness, making it impossible to see even an inch in front of him.

At the same time, in the depths of Old Yin Mountain, within Fox Coffin Village, beneath the Disaster Corpse, one of the twelve black altars neatly arranged in the secret cave suddenly trembled slightly.

This altar was so heavy that even Hu Ma's true self, using all his strength, couldn't move it an inch. But now, as if responding to some sort of stimulus, it inexplicably rose slowly into the air.

It was as if an invisible giant hand held the altar, and then the surroundings of the altar changed, not the altar itself. The mountains, trees, cities, and earth all moved swiftly, making it seem like the altar was flying over the dark and gloomy land.

A thunderous, awe-inspiring sound filled the air, and at this moment, whether human, divine, or ghost, all witnessed a black meteor streaking across the earth.

Directly towards the Imperial Capital.

(End of Chapter)

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