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In the Sword Sect Ruins, Zhang Dao'an recounted the events that transpired at the Sword Pavilion. After listening, Rain Master Luo furrowed her brow and asked, "He suffered from the Injury of the Dao?"
Zhang Dao'an replied, "That's right. The Divine Hero Couple and Guo Daozhen took him away."
Rain Master Luo murmured, "The Injury of the Dao doesn't allow one to live for more than a year. How could this happen? Just a while ago, he seemed fine."
Dongfang Yuqing inquired, "Senior Sister Yu, the Emei Sect should be outside the city now. They are safe from this calamity. Do you want to go see them?"
"No need," Rain Master Luo shook her head, her expression somewhat forlorn as she murmured, "I am fated to encounter the Star of Death. Those I care about ultimately meet unfortunate ends."
As Rain Master Luo spoke, she held a wooden sword that dragged along the ground, her black robe casting her figure as a solitary traveler in the darkness.
"Are you the so-called first extraordinary woman, Rain Master Luo?" The voice of Taihe Zhenren sounded from behind her.
"Who are you?" Rain Master Luo did not turn around and asked listlessly.
"I am Taihe Zhenren," he replied. "The former leader of Wudang Mountain and the only disciple of Taihe Sect."
"I haven't heard of you," Rain Master Luo said as she walked away.
"You infuriate me, Old Man!" Taihe Zhenren huffed, pointing at Rain Master Luo. "I thought you were some ancient monster with three heads and six arms. You look no more than thirty years old. I've heard your skills are exceptional; among your peers, you're the best. Even the older generation would feel resentment upon encountering you. Since I came out of retirement, I have never lost a battle. My sect has two great techniques: Righteousness Song and Righteous Qi. Would you care to spar with me?"
Zhang Dao'an interjected, "Senior, Senior Sister Yu is still younger than you. You are already a master in the late Mahayana Realm; isn't this inappropriate?"
Taihe Zhenren snorted and said, "What's inappropriate about it? You carry the title of first extraordinary woman on your head. If you don't have that capability, then don't be so arrogant. What nonsense is this One Sword Technique? I think Old Sword Saint's reputation back in the day was no better than this; anyone can pretend to be a master."
Rain Master Luo stopped in his tracks and calmly glanced at Taihe Zhenren, saying, "If you want to die, I can help you with that."
Dongfang Yuqing interjected, "Senior Sister Yu, please don't be angry. Taihe Zhenren isn't actually bad; he previously helped Yang Hao. The Wudang Haoran Gang is the Daoist Sect's strongest defensive Ultimate Technique. As a disciple of Wudang, Taihe Sect boasts Righteous Qi, which is said to be an absolute defense. Meanwhile, your One Sword Technique is known for breaking through anything. Have you ever heard the story of the self-contradictory spear and shield? If Senior Sister Yu also wishes to fight this annoying old man, it would be better to keep it brief. What do you think?"
"Alright," Rain Master Luo nodded in agreement with Dongfang Yuqing's suggestion.
The wooden sword rose, plain and unadorned, devoid of sword energy or sword intent. Taihe Zhenren's expression darkened as he asked, "Are you joking with me?"
Dongfang Yuqing felt a bit awkward and drew out the Azure Sword from behind him, saying, "Senior Sister Yu, my Yimu Qinglong Sword can be lent to you for a moment."
"No need," Rain Master Luo replied, striking towards Taihe Zhenren with a single sword swing.
Taihe Zhenren's face changed dramatically; he felt a chill run down his spine as a strand of white hair slipped from behind his ear. Cold sweat broke out on him as he immediately activated Righteous Qi. Rain Master Luo noticed that Taihe Zhenren was eager to test the One Sword Technique against Righteous Qi. The air around them became charged, as if a fierce wind had swept through.
With the One Sword Technique unleashed, Taihe Zhenren was sent flying backward like a cannonball into the distant lake.
"This..." Zhang Dao'an and Dongfang Yuqing were taken aback by how badly Taihe Zhenren had been defeated.
From afar, Taihe Zhenren emerged from the lake, pale and looking terrible, his hands tingling. He said, "The One Sword Technique lives up to its name; Old Man admires it."
Rain Master Luo remarked, "The One Sword Technique couldn't break through Righteous Qi; this is my first encounter with it. It truly is the strongest defense."
Taihe Zhenren snorted, his right hand trembling uncontrollably as blood trickled down from the back of his hand.
Zhang Dao'an said, "Senior, it seems you are injured."
Taihe Zhenren replied, "I got scratched when I came ashore."
A loud voice suddenly called out, "Senior Sister Yu, Dongfang Yuqing!"
A large group of people rushed over, and at the forefront was Huzi.
Huzi instructed his clan members to wait by the lake of the Sword Pavilion while he walked across the water to meet them.
"Huzi, why are you dressed like this?" Dongfang Yuqing asked.
Huzi explained, "It's a long story. I was chased by the Yang Family and barely escaped. Now I am a Dragon God, but I didn't expect to encounter a Daoist Catastrophe right after coming down from the mountain. I arrived a step late."
Rain Master Luo commented, "Your aura is quite domineering, but your realm is unstable and needs to settle."
Taihe Zhenren sniffed the air and said, "There is indeed a hint of beastly scent."
Huzi's expression soured as he looked at Taihe Zhenren and remarked, "Who is this old fellow? His words are really annoying."
Dongfang Yuqing introduced Huzi and Taihe Zhenren to each other. Huzi waved for Dragon Clan Leader Long Cang to come over. After some pleasantries, Huzi asked, "I heard that Hao obtained an Evil Weapon on the way here. Where has he gone?"
Dongfang Yuqing replied, "He was taken away by Guo Daozhen to the southwest outskirts of Red Maple Forest. There is a countryside protected by a forbidden spell. Yang Hao has been injured by the Injury of the Dao and cannot heal for now. This time he used the Evil Weapon to harm Supreme and killed Li Chang'an, which likely caused him significant damage."
"Then let's go take a look," Huzi said.
Dongfang Yuqing and Zhang Dao'an both nodded. Huzi turned to Rain Master Luo and said, "Senior Sister Yu, why don't you join us to visit Hao? He would be so happy to see you."
"I have things to do, so I won't be going with you," Rain Master Luo replied.
At that moment, Taihe Zhenren suddenly made a shushing gesture and said, "Do you hear that sound?"
Everyone looked around but didn't hear anything unusual. They exchanged puzzled glances at Taihe Zhenren.
Taihe Zhenren said, "There are many footsteps coming from all directions. It seems like a lot of people are coming. Could it be an army?"
"Don't worry, even if an army comes, they wouldn't dare touch us. My grandfather is the head of the army," Huzi assured.
As soon as Huzi finished speaking, strange gasping sounds emerged. From the rubble, someone stood up. Zhang Dao'an asked in confusion, "Are these people not dead?"
"How could Li Chang'an still be alive?!" Dongfang Yuqing suddenly looked behind them and saw the already deceased Li Chang'an standing up, his eyes hollow and emanating Corpse Qi.
Zhang Dao'an frowned and said, "The records in Longhu Mountain's ancestral texts mention controlling corpses from afar; some can manipulate bodies from thousands of miles away."
"It’s clear this isn't corpse control," Taihe Zhenren said, pointing into the distance.
All around them, countless corpses were rising, including many experts from the Nascent Soul Realm. Their previous cultivation levels were profound, and the Corpse Qi emanating from them was terrifying. Countless corpses stood up and began to swarm toward Taihe Zhenren and the others.
The members of the Dragon Clan, armed with weapons, retreated toward the center of the Sword Pavilion. Huzi called out, "Everyone, gather here quickly!"
Upon hearing Huzi's command, the Dragon Clan members rushed over, while corpses surrounded them from all directions. Dongfang Yuqing said, "Previously, Guo Daozhen mentioned a prophecy about the Demon King's Scripture. There are two extraordinary books in the Yin-Yang Realms: one is the Book of Life and Death, and the other is the Demon King's Scripture. The Book of Life and Death governs life and death, while the Demon King's Scripture controls the dead."
"Isn't it the Ghost Seal that controls the dead?" Zhang Dao'an asked.
Huzi replied, "The Ghost Seal commands the Yin Soldiers. These corpses are Corpse Demons. Earlier, Brother Yang, Haozi, and May Day went to Qilian Mountain's Underworld Entrance to investigate what happened when the Book of Life and Death was retrieved. They encountered Song Qianqiu there; he found a map leading him to the Ghost Seal and may have also located the Demon King's Scripture."
"Are these corpses under Song Qianqiu's control?" Rain Master Luo frowned. Although Song Qianqiu had questionable character, he had always treated her with respect and had never been her enemy. He even saved her life once, albeit for his own gain regarding Yang Long's Perfect Golden Core. Yet she did not consider him an enemy. She had suspected something during her cultivation at Zhongnan Mountain, but now it seemed that the situation was indeed serious.
Taihe Zhenren stepped forward and took out a talisman from his robe. As he ignited it, a powerful Dao Qi radiated outward, scattering the approaching corpses. However, they quickly rose again, showing no signs of pain.
Dongfang Yuqing remarked, "These corpses seem impervious to Daoist Arts."
Upon hearing this, Rain Master Luo drew her sword and slashed outwards. The sword light swept through the air, cleaving hundreds of corpses in two; yet some continued to crawl on the ground even after losing their bodies, only a few headless corpses lying still.
Rain Master Luo stated, "Neither Daoist Arts nor Dao Qi can affect these Corpses; only by severing their heads can they be killed."
"Li Chang'an is a master of the Mahayana Realm; if he becomes a corpse after death, it will surely bring disaster. We cannot let him escape!" Dongfang Yuqing declared as she struck at Li Chang'an's head with her sword.
At that moment, Li Chang'an was in a dazed state, enveloped by corpses. He lifted his head and instinctively unleashed his Transcendent Hand. A massive hand pressed down with ghostly energy swirling around it, dispersing Dongfang Yuqing's sword aura and forcing her back.
Rain Master Luo brandished her wooden sword and leaped forward, thrusting it toward Li Chang'an's chest. He reached out to grab the wooden sword just as she suddenly struck the hilt; the wooden sword pierced through Li Chang'an's heart. Rain Master Luo's figure split into two as she appeared behind him, gripping the wooden sword tightly before delivering a fatal blow to Li Chang'an's head.
Li Chang'an trembled, exuding a dark aura of Corpse Qi.
Rain Master Luo raised his head and looked into the distance, saying, "Song Qianqiu, if you dare to act recklessly again, do not blame me for hunting you down to the ends of the earth."
There was no response, but many corpses began to retreat. Far away, Song Qianqiu sat atop the massive Ghost King’s shoulder, coldly observing the Sword Sect Ruins. After a snort, he turned and left.
"What a pity for a Mahayana Realm expert. If only he could be refined into a Corpse Demon. Given time, an army of Mahayana Realm Corpse Demons would sweep through in no time."
The Ghost King's eyes were clouded. Although he was an ancient corpse that had survived for thousands of years, the King of Yin Soldiers and Lord of the Ghost Realm, under the control of the Demon King's Scripture, no one could resist him. It was like the names of living people written in the Book of Life and Death; once their lifespans were inscribed, no one could defy it.
The Ghost King’s nostrils flared as if he sensed something special. The blood energy from those who had just died was drifting towards a certain direction. Song Qianqiu also caught a whiff of blood and excitement flickered across his face as he said, "It's Zhang Xing from Wudang Sect. I wonder what kind of evil technique he has cultivated now; let’s see what he is up to."
Upon hearing this, the Ghost King carried Song Qianqiu and tore through the void. Before long, they descended upon a picturesque mountain.
Standing at the peak, Song Qianqiu looked down at the beautiful landscape below but had no time to marvel before noticing that the once vibrant vegetation had turned yellow and withered, and the soil of the mountains had become loose and barren. Frowning, he gazed at a large rock where Zhang Xing was seated, practicing the Blood Demon Technique. A smile crept onto his lips as he instructed the Ghost King to lift a massive stone and throw it down.
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