My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1101: Three Corpse God

"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, I am innocent~! I am merely a lowly Little Demon; how could I dare? It was your Madam who recklessly used the Mysterious Art, triggering my house’s restriction. I did nothing at all." That bastard spirit saw that Yu Longting had no response and immediately trembled, kneeling on the ground and banging his head desperately. "My house’s restriction only harms those other than Immortals. You have already ascended to become the True Dragon, rendering them useless against you! How could it possibly... be some trick against both of you?

I suddenly sensed the oddity within this mansion and said to Yu Longting, "The peculiar aura in this mansion repels any Mysterious Art curse techniques. Once used, it will backlash and destroy; my head started to hurt, my stomach aches, and my feet hurt—you need to help me check."

I previously used Art to activate the Paper Chains, and though the chains were destroyed, that’s the least of it.

Now this force has rebounded into the critical points within my body, making me sweat profusely, almost fainting from the pain.

"Is your Three Corpse God being eroded?" Yu Longting touched my pulse and immediately discovered the state of my body, his expression chilling to the extreme.

Actually, I knew the source of the severe pain in my body—all originating from the head, abdomen, and feet—the Three Corpse God within the three major Dantian.

The Three Corpse God is the origin of cultivators...

If I don’t find a solution in a short time, I’m afraid I’ll die on the spot.

The center of gravity of my body leaned against Yu Longting’s embrace, standing on tiptoes, whispering into his ear, "Key."

"Endure it." Yu Longting tightened his grip around my body, stepping forward to grab Piao Changji’s Copper Key.

But that bastard spirit, Piao Changji, already sensed danger, let go and bolted, rushing into the complicated layout of the deep mansion.

Yu Longting’s entire body exuded a lethal cold aura, his speed almost like a flash.

If not for the lack of familiarity with the mansion’s layout, such speed and reaction...

Would soon be able to seize that bastard spirit by the collar and shake out the Copper Key he used to unlock the main door.

However, at the end of the day, it was his inherent speed advantage, Yu Longting completely ignored the maze-like deep mansion.

Footsteps chasing into a pavilion, within the pavilion, white veils were floating.

Seven or eight masterfully executed ink paintings hung from the beams, the atmosphere filled with even more intense Immortal Aura.

Yet there was also an indescribable evil; seeing the paintings, my mind was suddenly shaken.

The unbearably painful Three Corpse God, suffered even greater agony.

The cause of these seven or eight paintings swaying alongside the veils in the wind, contained countless tiny figures like sesame seeds.

Though each figure in the painting was only sesame-sized, their features were incredibly vividly depicted, with the patterns on their clothing meticulously illustrated, lifelike.

If not for my cultivated Snake Eye, I’d never have seen such details.

Even more terrifying was the hallucination-like state I found myself in.

At a glance, the figures in the paintings seemed to move.

I could even sense the emotions of those tiny characters within, hear snippets of their dialogue.

My entire consciousness was almost drawn in, easily lost within.

Luckily my Taoist Heart was firm, allowing me to withdraw just in time.

Yet in my heart, I still felt inexplicably unsettled!

What kind of Demon Painting is this?

Hanging here, could it be a trap meant to harm me and Yu Longting?

I was horrified at the thought and hadn’t yet had time to warn Yu Longting.

Piao Changji, in his radiant red attire, was suddenly grabbed by a cold, white hand, pinned violently against the wall.

The wall was slammed so hard it cracked deeply, and blood from the shattered Tortoise Shell trickled down the white wall.

Yu Longting’s gaze, resembling that of a brutal Hell Yama, seemed as if it would shred Piao Changji to pieces. "That Copper Key you use to open the door—is it for me to take, or for you to hand over on your own?"

"Give, I’ll give you..." Piao Changji trembled like leaves in the wind, shakily pulling out the Copper Key from his sleeve, yet still holding it tightly, unwilling to hand it to Yu Longting. "Giving the key... handing over to your Madam... I’ll die... I only have this one key!"