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Chapter 67 of 100

Chapter 67

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As the cherry blossoms danced in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ming squinted his eyes and did not immediately descend from the air. Instead, he circled around the ghostly creature below for a while. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the black tether shot out of his hand and directly wrapped around the creature.

The black tether flashed with black light and immediately came to life, wrapping around the white bone scorpion seven or eight times before tightening it firmly.

Following this, Liu Ming flipped his hand, and four light yellow talismans appeared. Infusing them with a bit of his magical power, he flicked his wrist.

With a "puff," only one of the four talismans transformed into a colored rune and shot down, flashing and reappearing clearly above the white bone scorpion's head, as if directly imprinted on it.

The white bone scorpion's body trembled slightly and then stiffened, unable to move.

"Such a dishonest merchant!" Liu Ming muttered under his breath at this sight.

He still vividly remembered the disciple who sold him the talismans, confidently guaranteeing that all of them would work.

Fortunately, he had bought a few extra; otherwise, he would be in serious trouble now.

However, after completing all this, he finally felt relieved. He made a hand seal and urged the gray cloud to descend, landing a few feet away from the white bone scorpion and preparing to walk over.

Suddenly, the silver compass in his hand buzzed.

Liu Ming paused, and in the next moment, his other hand, which had been hidden in his sleeve, suddenly extended, gripping a half-foot-long green crossbow with three pre-loaded crimson bolts. They shot toward the white bone scorpion with a whistling sound.

With two "bangs," the three crimson bolts struck the white bone scorpion. One bounced off, while the other two exploded into rolling flames.

This flame was different from the fireballs Liu Ming usually used; it was a scorching white.

A strange cry echoed!

The white bone scorpion, which had seemed to be completely immobilized, struggled fiercely in the flames. At the same time, its black hook tail moved slightly and shot toward Liu Ming like a black line.

But at this moment, Liu Ming had already activated the Three-Star Shield talisman. The black line struck the light shield, only pushing him back a couple of steps before retracting uselessly.

Seeing this, Liu Ming felt not fear but joy.

While maintaining the light shield with a bit of his magical power, he put away the compass and quickly took out three more crimson bolts, placing them on the green crossbow and shooting them again.

This time, only one crimson bolt exploded.

Liu Ming cursed inwardly but did not stop his actions, continuing to attack the white bone scorpion with the crossbow.

When he finally used up all fifteen Sun-Shooting Arrows, the white bone scorpion, with the silver runes on its head flashing wildly, finally became truly immobile, even the green flames in its eye sockets dimming to almost nothing.

However, the Soul-Binding Tether that had bound it showed signs of breaking, clearly damaged.

Liu Ming's expression changed slightly, surprised that the white bone scorpion still had such astonishing strength even in this state.

But this was good; after exhausting the white bone scorpion's last strength, his chances of subduing the ghostly creature would increase.

With this thought, Liu Ming retracted the light shield and reached out toward the white bone scorpion.

The Soul-Binding Tether's end shot up and landed accurately in his palm.

Liu Ming lifted it, muttered incantations, and once again used the Levitation Spell to fly up.

This time, he only flew a few miles and landed in a relatively secluded spot between two hills.

With his current magical power, he could not fly too far. If he ran out of magical power and all his means, he would have to fight any other ghostly creatures he encountered.

Liu Ming hastily took out a black gourd and drew a light yellow circle around himself and the white bone scorpion. Then, he immediately began to sit in meditation.

This time, his magical power consumption was even greater than when he fled from the ghostly bees. As soon as he sat down, the surrounding elemental energy and threads of yin energy surged into his body.

In a short while, Liu Ming's mind sank into a deep meditative state.

Time passed bit by bit.

After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, his magical power had been completely restored.

Liu Ming stood up, stretched his limbs, and looked at the white bone scorpion in the other circle.

The ghostly creature was still tightly bound and had not struggled during his meditation.

Of course, the white bone scorpion was truly exhausted, with the green flames in its eyes dimming to almost nothing.

Liu Ming did not dare to delay any longer. He took out a white porcelain bottle from his chest and used the pungent black blood inside to draw a larger circle nearby. Then, he made a hand seal and pointed at the ghostly creature.

The black tether flashed, and one end suddenly became thin and long. After a dozen wraps, it bound the white bone scorpion's drooping black tail hook along with its body.

Only then did Liu Ming feel reassured enough to walk close to the bone scorpion and sit down.

Incantations began!

Black mist rose from Liu Ming's body, and gray runes appeared on his skin, flowing continuously.

He raised his arm, and both hands pressed onto the bone scorpion's head.

All the gray runes surged out as if they had found delicious food, flashing and disappearing into the bone scorpion's head.

The white bone scorpion's body trembled slightly and struggled again, but in its current state, this resistance was weak and almost negligible.

However, after a moment, Liu Ming's expression turned grim.

This white bone scorpion, being a formidable ghostly creature, resisted the震慑威能 of the Spirit Binding Spell with its consciousness, refusing to submit in the slightest. The resistance was growing stronger.

Liu Ming was secretly alarmed and continued to repeatedly cast the Spirit Binding Spell.

Since this white bone scorpion's consciousness was so strong, he did not have to worry about it exploding like the lower-level ghostly creatures, and he could be more aggressive.

In a blink, a quarter of an hour passed.

The gray runes surging from Liu Ming's body seemed endless, and the resistance from the white bone scorpion's consciousness was also incredibly resilient, showing no signs of weakening.

For a moment, a stalemate formed.

Liu Ming was no longer anxious. With his abundant magical power, he could continue casting the Spirit Binding Spell for half a day without a problem, gradually weakening and breaking the ghostly creature's will.

Just as he was confident, his body suddenly trembled, and his expression turned extremely fearful.

Almost simultaneously, his magical power boiled within him, and his spirit sea began to spin wildly, suddenly producing a grain-sized, crystal-clear bubble.

As soon as the bubble appeared, it began to voraciously consume his magical power, as if it were a black hole.

In an instant, Liu Ming's magical power plummeted.

This familiar anomaly naturally terrified Liu Ming, nearly causing him to lose his composure. He quickly moved his arms, trying to remove his hands from the white bone scorpion's head to deal with the situation.

But after a few violent shakes, he realized that his hands had somehow developed a strange suction, making it impossible for his fingers to leave the white bone scorpion's head.

This made him even more horrified.

However, his mental fortitude was extraordinary. After several failed attempts to free his hands, he steeled himself and focused his mind on calming the boiling magical power within his body, hoping to slow the bubble's consumption.

A half-hour passed in a flash!

The black mist on his body had thinned to a mere layer, and his magical power was down to about one-tenth of its original amount. However, the bubble in his spirit sea continued to consume without slowing, clearly faster than the last time.

This made him truly panic.

By now, the amount of magical power Liu Ming had lost far exceeded the last time.

Unfortunately, despite knowing the situation was dire, he had no way to stop the continuous decline of his magical power and could only watch as the last bit of his magical power was consumed.

Immediately, Liu Ming's body shrank, and he felt something being rapidly stripped from within him, transforming into a stream of heat and being consumed by the bubble.

At the same time, his fingers trembled slightly, and a similar unknown stream of heat came from the white bone scorpion.

This slowed the consumption of the heat stream from Liu Ming's body by a significant amount.

However, the previously immobile white bone scorpion suddenly let out a death-like cry, and the green flames in its eye sockets, which had been almost extinguished, suddenly flared up. At the same time, a jet of dark green mist spewed from its back, coalescing into a blurry, dark green ghostly head.

As soon as the ghostly head appeared, it silently opened its mouth, and the surrounding yin energy surged toward it, pouring into the bone scorpion's body.

Liu Ming, watching this, was startled. In the next moment, he felt a different, icy energy coming from the white bone scorpion, quickly merging into the bubble.

The appearance of the third energy slowed the stripping of the heat stream from Liu Ming and the bone scorpion even more, to the point where it was barely noticeable without focusing his mind.

Liu Ming felt extremely uneasy and desperately hoped this situation would end soon.

However, the bubble's consumption did not slow at all.

The white bone scorpion's absorption of yin energy accelerated, and more yin energy poured in from all directions, forming a large, pale black mist ball nearby.

Liu Ming could even feel the bone-chilling cold from the black mist but had no way to counter it.

As time passed, after another half-hour, the bubble in his body finally stopped consuming.

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