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The Demon King's spear struck, causing the ground in Underworld City to crack, buildings to collapse, and some Ghost Soldiers to fall into the earth.
The atmosphere in the Underworld was eerie, heavy with Ghostly Energy. Within it, not only was Dao Qi severely suppressed, but Daoist Arts were also difficult to wield. Attempting to escape using lightness skills was out of the question; we could only engage in battle with the numerous Yin Soldiers.
May Day's fist slammed into a Yin Soldier's chest, sending it flying backward with a collapsed ribcage. Yet, it quickly got back up and charged at Wu.
"Are these Yin Soldiers fighting Immortals?" Wu shouted.
As we found ourselves surrounded by a large number of Yin Soldiers, Yang Sanqian unleashed the Blowing Immortal Technique. Winds surged and clouds gathered, and thousands of Yin Soldiers before him fell to the ground, emitting hissing sounds and rising plumes of white smoke.
However, some Yin Soldiers still struggled to stand. I noticed that those who could rise were the ones whose heads had not been severely damaged.
I swung my sword, slicing through dozens of Yin Soldiers with sword energy. Even when their bodies were severed in two, they continued to crawl around. I struck again at the heads of the remaining Yin Soldiers; their heads flew off, and those that fell did not rise again.
Wu also swung his sword, striking a Yin Soldier on the head with a clang of metal against metal. The Yin Soldier howled and lunged at Wu with claws bared.
Wu cried out in frustration, "Why can you cut these Yin Soldiers in half with one swing? My sword is already dull!"
I could only shake my head in helplessness. I took out the Seven Star Sword from my Qi Sea and handed it to Wu, saying, "The key to these Yin Soldiers' survival lies in their brains. Their necks are weak; as long as you sever their heads, they will be done for."
Holding the Seven Star Sword, Wu swung it with force. The sword energy erupted forth, instantly sending limbs flying as he exclaimed, "Wow! So this Seven Star Sword is so powerful! It doesn’t even need Dao Qi to unleash its sword energy; no wonder it's a treasure of our sect."
"Stop just focusing on killing Yin Soldiers! We need to carve a path and get out quickly; the Demon King is coming!" Yang Sanqian said gravely. With his fingers spread wide and sleeves billowing, he caused the heads of hundreds of Yin Soldiers ahead to explode.
Seizing the opportunity, we retreated while fighting our way through countless Yin Soldiers. Yet they kept coming in waves; no matter how many we cut down, they seemed endless. I finally understood why the Five Great Supremes had been troubled by them at the Ghost Realm altar. At this rate, even we Immortals would be exhausted.
Suddenly, the void trembled as a wave of danger approached. I grabbed Wu and vanished from our spot in an instant. Yang Sanqian also flew outward atop the heads of the Yin Soldiers. In the midst of this chaos, a massive war spear plunged into the ground. The earth erupted violently, turning a hundred-foot radius into scorched earth as all the Yin Soldiers were reduced to dust.
The aura of the Ghost King swept over us, and the Yin Soldiers transformed into black mist after death, all absorbed by the Ghost King. Wu furrowed his brow and asked, "What kind of power does this Ghost King possess? This is too outrageous; just brushing against him means death!"
Yang Sanqian replied, "From a human's cultivation perspective, he should be at the Supreme Level of the Tribulation Realm. Right now, I'm surrounded by Yin Soldiers, and without Spirit Energy replenishment from the Underworld, if we keep fighting like this, we'll be worn down to nothing."
The Yin Soldiers closed in around us, with the Ghost King pursuing from behind. Wu looked at me and said, "Use Void Transmission, brother!"
"Do you think I don't want to?" I retorted irritably.
As a large number of Yin Soldiers approached, Yang Sanqian was about to take action when I said, "Father, don't kill them yet."
Yang Sanqian halted. My fingers emitted countless delicate strands of Dao Qi. I used Dao Qi Shuttle to penetrate the back of the heads of these Yin Soldiers. Immediately, they stopped in their tracks and turned to fight against the incoming Yin Soldiers.
"There's no escape now, is there?" The Ghost King snorted disdainfully at us. "Years ago, several Supreme beings from your kind killed me, sealing me in the Corpse Pool and using the Ghost Seal as the focal point of my imprisonment. Now, after so many years, you humans have become greedy and stolen my Ghost Seal, awakening me from my slumber. And you will become my offerings for rebirth!"
The Ghost King laughed heartily and reached out towards us. I looked up at him just as thousands of Yin Soldiers under my control leaped up and charged at him, biting into his form.
The Ghost King's body was immediately torn apart by their assault. He let out a furious roar as his Ghostly Energy surged violently, sending the Yin Soldiers flying. With a sweep of his war spear, he dispatched them like mere weeds. Looking at our fleeing figures, he declared, "You think escaping is that easy?"
Suddenly, the distant city wall rose higher, and countless arrows shot down from it. Yang Sanqian waved his hand, condensing these arrows into a long dragon that shot towards the charging Ghost King.
The Ghost King blocked with his war spear and deflected all the arrows. I took a deep breath and placed my hands on Yang Sanqian's and Wu's shoulders before we vanished within the city wall.
In the high sky outside the wall, we three fell from above as Underworld's Time Walk consumed immense energy. Yang Sanqian and Wu supported me as we descended while the Ghost King's furious roar echoed from within Underworld City. The Ghost Gate burst open as he charged out with his Yin Soldiers; it was clear he was infuriated beyond measure.
We three fled towards the cliff's edge. Just as we were about to leap over to escape from the Underworld, the Ghost King swung his war spear again. I grabbed Yang Sanqian and Wu and activated Time Walk. In that instant before we disappeared, the Ghost King drew blood with his spear and inscribed a Yinwen spell in midair; it ignited as he shouted loudly: "Chaos!"
Suddenly, turbulence erupted in the void. Yang Sanqian burst forth from it unexpectedly while I held onto Wu; we were blown straight by the Void Turbulence. Once caught in it, no matter how high one's cultivation level was, they would be shredded into pieces!
“Hao, hold my hand!” Yang Sanqian shouted into the void.
I looked at Wu, who had been knocked unconscious by the Ghost Talisman of the recently defeated Ghost King, and said, “Wu can’t hold on much longer. I need to save him. Wait for us at the entrance.”
I released Yang Sanqian's hand and was swept away by the Void Turbulence along with May Day.
As the void closed, Yang Sanqian glared at the Ghost King with bloodshot eyes. The Ghost King laughed heartily, “Using the void Daoist Arts in front of me repeatedly is simply foolish. I’ll deal with you first!”
Yang Sanqian leaped into action, dodging a heavy punch from the Ghost King with ease and appearing above him. Then, with a powerful strike, he hit the Ghost King on the head, causing blood to spurt from his nose as his legs sank into the ground.
The Ghost King slammed his palm onto his own head. As Yang Sanqian vanished and retreated towards the cliff, the Ghost King pulled his feet out of the earth and roared, “An ant dares to challenge me with a single punch!”
He threw a punch that sent a chilling wind, turning all surrounding Yin Soldiers to dust. This punch was too much for anyone from the Mahayana Realm to withstand. Yang Sanqian stood still, and suddenly, a golden figure burst forth from within him, striking towards the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was sent flying back, crashing to the ground with a thunderous sound. The city walls crumbled as the golden figure also flew back, while Yang Sanqian coughed up blood and trembled.
The Ghost King stood up and said, “Good technique! You dared to use your Nascent Soul to face me in a punch. If I don’t kill you today, tell me your name.”
“Yang Sanqian,” he replied. “If anything happens to my son, I will flatten your Underworld.”
After finishing his words, Yang Sanqian turned and leaped off the cliff towards the exit of the Underworld.
Blood trickled from the corner of the Ghost King's mouth as he nearly collapsed again. He muttered to himself, “To encounter such a master right after waking up is truly unfortunate. I must quickly find the Ghost Seal to restore my strength.”
With that, the Ghost King turned and returned to Underworld City, where a large number of Yin Soldiers retreated like a tide.
Meanwhile, within the Void Turbulence, I grabbed Wu and activated Time Walk, dodging several wind blades. The Ghost King had used some kind of dark technique that disrupted my use of Time Walk, tearing apart the void and creating instability that altered my original path through space, sending me tumbling into chaos.
Suddenly, the void opened up, and I found myself in a space filled with white bones alongside Five Falls.
With a startled yelp, he woke up, baring his teeth as he reached for his backside and suddenly pulled out a bone spike. "What the hell is this?" he exclaimed.
A skull rolled down from the pile of bones and landed on his face. Five screamed and threw it away. I said, "Enough already, they're just dead bones. No need to make a fuss."
After a while, Five finally calmed down and asked, "Where exactly are we?"
I replied, "The Ghost King just stirred up the void, and we fell into the Void Turbulence, eventually ending up here. Based on my calculations, this must still be somewhere in the Underworld, and a large-scale war must have occurred here."
"War in the Underworld?" Five questioned, puzzled.
I explained, "Yes, it was a war among humans. I suspect that Qilian Mountain was originally a battlefield for humans, which over time transformed into the Underworld. It might even have been a war sparked by the struggle for the Book of Life and Death."
As I spoke, I began walking deeper into the cave, with Five following behind. All around us were bones, along with some broken armor and rusty swords.
After walking several hundred feet, we finally saw light ahead. Before us stood a spacious palace. However, the palace looked too eerie; jewels were scattered everywhere inside. In the center was an altar carved from black stone, and beneath it was an empty pool containing an enormous coffin that emanated a strong Corpse Qi. Next to it was an inscription of Ancient Seal.
"The Ghost King's sealed resting place; descendants must not open the coffin," Five read aloud. "This can't be where the Ghost King is sealed away. Who opened the coffin?"
I took out the Zhou Compass and adjusted its needle. Amidst a Light Shadow, Song Qianqiu arrived here with a map in hand. He gazed at the Ancient Seal inscribed around the stone platform for a moment before slamming his palm down to smash it. A wave of black mist surged out as Song Qianqiu stood calmly beside it. After a while, he looked into the pool beneath the stone platform and saw water within it. Without hesitation, Song Qianqiu jumped in.
"Isn't this the Corpse Pool? Did he just commit suicide?" Five exclaimed in shock.
I shook my head and said, "This is Pure Yang Liquid. The surrounding inscriptions are meant to absorb the essence from various mountains of Qilian Mountain. Ancient Supremes aimed to refine the Ghost King using Pure Yang Liquid; this substance poses no harm to cultivators."
As the water in the pool slowly receded, a coffin emerged. Song Qianqiu's Dao Qi surged wildly as the Pure Yang Liquid on him dried up instantly. He looked at the coffin before him; its lid was sealed with Talisman inscriptions. One by one, Song Qianqiu broke the Talisman seals before forcefully lifting off the coffin lid.
Ghostly Energy surged forth as Song Qianqiu waved his nose, a look of disdain crossing his face. Inside the coffin, the Ghost King, emaciated, was slowly regaining his strength, a black square stone pressed against his chest.
"This is the Ghost Seal," I said.
After obtaining the Ghost Seal, Song Qianqiu laughed heartily. He looked at the Ghost King in the coffin and suddenly grasped at his neck, but then he released his grip. He hid the Ghost Seal in his bosom, glanced at the map in his hand, and turned to leave.
"Why would Song Qianqiu spare the Ghost King? Even with the Ghost Seal, he can't control him," Wudao remarked.
I replied, "Song Qianqiu has a map of the Underworld. The Ghost Seal isn't the final step; I suspect even the Ghost King doesn't know what it truly is."
I then jumped into the Corpse Pool and opened the coffin. The Zhou Compass vibrated, revealing a spiral-shaped hole beneath it. With a swift motion of my right hand, a white pill shot out from within the hole.
I tossed the pill to Wu, who caught it and exclaimed, "What is this? Such powerful Spirit Energy!"
I responded, "It's from the Mountain Spirit of Qilian Mountain; its potency surpasses that of Holy Medicine."
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