Cultivation: Fortune by Lots

The target was to envelop Lei Jun within it.

It was indeed a Ghost God Sacrificial Dance, different from that of the Southern Witch Sect’s Divine Dance Lineage at the Gepo Mountain Sacred Land, a derivative formation... Lei Jun’s face appeared indifferent, but in fact, he was watching with great interest.

Unlike the Witch Dance cultivators in the Mortal World, Lei Jun clearly saw that the female Jiuli Grand Shaman had a long spear slung over her back. Clearly, she also possessed formidable close-combat fighting capabilities.

However, although she was ruthless and bloodthirsty, she didn’t rush in directly. Instead, she first laid out the Ghost God Sacrificial Array with the sacrificial dance, then decided on her next move, never losing her cool.

Lei Jun felt the power and aura of her Ghost God Sacrificial Array and compared it with the heritage he had seen from Gepo Mountain, understanding clearly:

It was indeed quite distinctive; her Sacrificial Formation seemed more like a tool to enhance close-combat strength and seize advantageous positions.

Illusory shadows of ghost gods gradually materialized, appearing human from a distance through the haze, but with horns atop their heads and multiple arms, each holding diverse weapons. Among them were long spears.

As the Ghost God Sacrificial Array took shape, the real long spear carried on the back of the female Jiuli Grand Shaman started to flash, its point becoming even more ferocious.

She stopped her sacrificial dance and began to step forward once again.

Under the veil of black mist, the vision and perception of the Jiuli People were not affected in the slightest.

The tall woman’s gaze remained fixed on Lei Jun, who was off to her side in the distance. She reached backward with a reverse grip, plucked her long spear, and prepared to thrust it forward in a sprint.

But just at that moment, in her field of view, that Xuanyuan People who seemed only interested in greedily collecting treasures suddenly stretched out his right hand, making a gesture towards her.

It was as if he was holding something between two fingers.

In the midst of the black mist, a streak of mysterious gold brilliance seemed to flash momentarily.

Did he discover me?

Is it an arrow or something else?

Under the dual covering of the black mist and the Sacrificial Formation, could he aim at me?

As these thoughts flashed through the female Jiuli Grand Shaman’s mind, her body moved as if to dodge, and she simultaneously raised the long spear in her hand to guard herself.

But then...

BANG!

The tall woman’s body shuddered. Her body seemed to recoil.

Her head was still intact. But right at the center of her forehead, a bloody hole had shockingly appeared.

The back of her head was completely blown open, flesh and blood flying! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

This strike—its suddenness, speed, accuracy, and even lethality—was far beyond what the female Jiuli Grand Shaman had anticipated.

With the enhancement of the Ghost God Sacrificial Array, her strengths in all aspects were reinforced. If she had known her opponent possessed such keen perception and such a terrifying means of attack, she would not have been so easily struck fatally.

The cold-blooded and bloodthirsty hunter had become careless.

The result of carelessness was to transition from hunter to prey.

All of this happened in a mere moment.

The ghostly apparitions and the patterns of the Sacrificial Formation still shrouded the sky above the crimson rift, but they had become like rootless duckweed.

The Jiuli woman’s eyes still fiercely glared at Lei Jun in the distance. But her body soon tilted back and collapsed into the black dust.

Lei Jun, still focused on the Ziwei Sword Light before him, calmly lowered his right hand.

Under different circumstances, he would have been keen to spar with her, to personally experience and comprehend the mysteries of the Jiuli heritage.

But at the moment, time was limited, and it was not far from midnight. Having to collect the Ziwei Sword Light, Lei Jun had no interest in further delays.

After swiftly dealing with the female Jiuli Grand Shaman and successfully retrieving the Ziwei Sword Light, Lei Jun did not linger.

He seized the time to use the Dark Side of the Celestial Book to erase the traces and clues he had left behind, but he didn’t clear away the corpse of the Jiuli Grand Shaman.

Upon reaching a position behind her, Lei Jun retracted the Mysterious Gold Sword Pill he had just released.

Normally, this distance would be enough for automatic retrieval, but this black mist indeed still has an effect... Lei Jun nodded slightly.

With the Ziwei Sword Light in hand, he decided against examining it closely for now, as the time and circumstances weren’t right. After tidying up, he directly exited the black mist.

However, before stepping out of the black mist, Lei Jun performed an additional action.

He reversed the power of the Dark Side of the Celestial Book, applying it to himself.

This subtle control was something Lei Jun had already grasped in principle. Therefore, it wouldn’t truly affect his Cultivation.

But outwardly, it presented a completely different picture.

His normally orderly physical state was completely disrupted. His Spiritual Energy suddenly became chaotic, and his Mana subsequently weakened. Even the vitality of his flesh and blood diminished, and his spirit also showed signs of languor. He presented the very image of someone gravely injured, suffering from numerous afflictions.

Appearing like this, Lei Jun emerged from the black mist and reappeared under the Mortal World’s moonlight, startling Ye Liang who had been waiting patiently outside.

With uncertainty and alarm, Ye Liang watched as the "severely injured" Lei Jun emerged from the black mist but did not leave. Instead, he directly sat down cross-legged outside the mist to heal his injuries.

From a distance, Ye Liang could see that although Lei Jun was weak, his expression was resolute, and he showed no intention of leaving just yet.

With him in this state, looking like that... I’d almost feel I was wronging Master Lei if I didn’t take a shot.

However, the unclear situation within the black mist kept Ye Liang vigilant.

Lei Jun ingested a Dan Medicine and sat in meditation to regulate his breath. It didn’t take long. Once his complexion had improved slightly, he stood up and re-entered the black mist.

Ye Liang gradually came to a realization.

There might be something important inside the black mist attracting Lei Jun.

It might be dangerous, but it probably no longer poses a significant threat.

That’s why Lei Jun, after slightly stabilizing his injuries, disregarded his exhaustion and went back in.

Ye Liang’s heart began to pound.

Against Lei Jun in peak condition, I wouldn’t dare make a move.

But Lei Jun, grievously injured like this, is another matter altogether.

Ye Liang did not regret not shooting earlier. Without sufficient confidence, he wouldn’t take the risk.