Chapter 193: Death and Immortality

Chapter 193: Death and Immortality

Chapter 193: Death and Immortality
If they went any further, it would be difficult to avoid the crowd.

Because the closer you get to the thick fog, the more it looks like a battlefield. Many True Form monks are already dead, their faces pale, lying on the ground. The other living monks and palace soldiers are sending those who are still breathing to the back, and moving those who are dead away and stacking them together. Corpses are piled up together, blood is flowing everywhere, and the ground is almost dyed black and red.

There was a diffuse fog around, which should be close to the gray fog at the foot of Youjiuyuan Mountain. From here, the fog covered the sky and the sun, and suddenly noon turned into dusk.

All the grass and trees on the ground were dead, and there were crisscrossed with stalagmites, earth walls, pits and other things created by the True Form Sect's magical powers, extending to the sides and into the mist for who knows how far. But these things were extremely intact, with no signs of damage at all, as if they had played no role at all in the war not long ago.

On the ground, there were only the corpses of the True Form Sect monks, and no trace of their opponents could be seen.

The piled corpses were probably used to form a formation. There were about forty or fifty corpses in one of the piles. Three living monks stood at three locations on the pile, chanting something, then lit talismans, waved flags, and pointed at a point in the mist in the distance. The corpses in the pile immediately twitched and twitched, then shrunken into dry skin bags and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Then, ripples suddenly appeared on the charred ground, and the invisible force under the ground turned the surrounding ground into earth waves, rumbling towards the depths of the thick fog like waves. The fog was slightly dissipated, and Li Wuxiang could see the farther places clearly through the light blue vortex in the air.

He thought there should be an open area there, but now he saw many densely packed tents and corpses in the depths of the thick fog, all of which were shriveled. It seemed that the people of the True Form Sect were originally stationed in the front area, but now they have retreated. He didn't know how far they had retreated in these days.

In other directions, earth waves also rumbled into the fog. For a moment, the earth shook and smoke and dust filled the air. The vision in front, which had just become clear, was immediately obscured. The smoke and dust carried the fog back in the direction of You Jiuyuan, but after being pushed out for about a mile, it seemed to hit something and rushed high up. The small gravel mixed in it scattered from the sky like a rainstorm, hitting the ground with crackling sounds.

Although the two had hidden their bodies, they would still reveal their outlines if splashed by these things. Li Wuxiang immediately said to Kong Jingci: "Senior Sister, let's step back."

Kong Jingci nodded, and the two of them moved in unison, quickly retreating about ten steps behind a group of monks.

It looked like a fight was about to break out again - they must have just arrived at a break in a battle, and now, the True Form Sect monks in front of them and countless people on both sides of this line of defense once again showed their tablets and formed formations, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't until the rubble in the sky had completely fallen that the surroundings became extremely quiet. The sky and earth nearby seemed to have become a closed space. From a distance of more than ten steps, Li Wuxiang could gradually hear the breathing, heartbeats, and the rattling sounds of the monks in front of him.

The fog began to flow again, sticking to the ground, winding through the gullies of the earth like a thin snake, and a chill filled the air. White mist began to appear near the mouths and noses of the True Form monks, as if the midsummer had turned into late autumn.

This seemed to be a sign that the enemy was about to attack. The True Form monks in front became more nervous, and some began to look around, as if they wanted to escape. One of them kept looking back, probably intending to find a way out in advance, but when his eyes swept in the direction of the two people, he paused, then opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people.

He can see!?
Li Wuxiang was startled, but the next moment he knew what was going on. The surroundings were getting colder and colder, frost began to form on the ground, and two footprints were left on the ground where the two of them were!
The True Form Sect monk opened his mouth. Kong Jingci also saw this and was about to take action -

The monk's mouth, which had been opened and about to shout, suddenly became empty. A blood hole appeared on the back of his head, and then a sharp and extremely cold sword energy passed by Li Wuxiang's ear with a buzzing sound. At this moment, he saw the sword energy clearly, which was a flying sword of the Sword Sect, but it soon disappeared into a black mist in the air!
Then the buzzing sounds became one, turning into a long and huge roar. Countless whirlpools appeared in the gray fog in front of the True Form Sect monks. They were all cyclones stirred up by the flying swords - sword rain! The sword energy gushed out like a rainstorm, and the True Form Sect monks in the front row were beaten into sieves in just one shot. Immediately, a yellowish-brown light appeared behind them and soared into the sky, like a high wall.

The sound of chanting incantations also roared, and the shadows of countless heavenly soldiers and generals emerged in the khaki wall of light, exactly the same as what Li Wuxiang saw in the Coffin Mountain that night. The body of the True Form Sect monk seemed to be stretched apart from the inside by some force, and blood flashed, and internal organs fell out, then turned into five-colored mysterious light and merged into the wall of light.

Then the whole world began to collapse, and the huge force that crushed from the void to the world of the living caused the land to sink deeply, and then, as if it was oppressed to the extreme, it suddenly rushed up high, as if the earth had become an ocean blown by a strong wind. Then, in such a wave of earth and in front of the defense line formed by the True Form Sect monks, the huge figure that Li Wuxiang had seen on the Coffin Mountain before appeared -

The earth and rocks gathered into towering human-shaped stone mountains! The blue, red, and dark yellow auras on the stone mountains intertwined together, and gathered into a round halo at the head, like a god!

These monks used their own flesh and blood as guidance and summoned the Five Mountains Spirits!

However, these true spirits were smaller than the ones he saw on the Coffin Mountain, and the halos behind their heads were also hazy, as if they would disappear in the next moment. He didn't know whether it was because the realms of these monks were too low, or because they were not in the diocese at the moment.

The incarnations of these Five Mountains Spirits are now in the fog, like small hills. The halos behind their heads are emitting waves of light. The thick fog is driven back and suppressed, turning into a sticky black liquid that sticks to the ground.

Then, the thing in the thick fog also appeared -

It was people. There were so many people that there might be more of them than the monks of the True Form Sect. Although there were many kinds of clothing in the world today, the overall style was mostly narrow sleeves. Even the relatively wide Taoist robes did not look as ethereal as Li Wuxiang had remembered in his previous life.

Some of these humanoids were wearing clothing similar to that of the present world. Their faces were clear, and one could even see fierce expressions on their faces. However, they were deathly gray from head to toe, and there was a black aura of death lingering between their mouths and noses.

Some people's clothing was different from that of the present world. They looked very much like the characters in the illustrations of ancient sword manuals and martial arts that he had seen in the Tianxin illusion. The figures of these people were slightly blurry, and their faces were only vaguely discernible, with dull expressions. And some of them, the largest number of people, seemed to be wearing iron armor! The figures of these people were the blurriest, almost a phantom, and even their mouths and noses could not be distinguished. They gathered in groups of three or five, and some of them held high in their hands something like a big banner. Although it was also as thin as a shadow, it was larger and flatter, so it could be seen more clearly than the human figure. The words written on the banner were, Karma!

Are these people from the Ye Dynasty? More than 3,000 years ago? They are all undead! ?
As soon as these human figures appeared, the heavenly soldiers and generals in the wall of light immediately swooped down from the sky and engaged in a melee with them.

Li Wuxiang and Kong Jingci hurriedly retreated a little and found that the two sides were indeed engaged in a "mixed" battle - those undead with blurred faces should have been the first to die, and their movements were very stiff. They mostly used weapons commonly used on the battlefield, such as knives, guns, axes, and hammers. It seemed that they were relying entirely on their instincts before death, and they neither knew how to dodge nor cooperate.

The more agile ones were those dressed in ancient costumes. The weapons they used were swords, some were long swords, some were short swords, and some were very close to the weapons used by today's swordsmen, which were small swords. These knew how to shuttle back and forth among the crowd looking for opportunities to fight, but once they got entangled with others, they would immediately ignore everything else and fight to the death until they turned into a black dead air.

The ones who looked most like living people were those who dressed in modern clothes. Although they did not account for the majority of the undead, they were still countless in number. Their movements were almost exactly the same as those of the swordsman, and the flying swords in their hands turned into black lights, which was exactly the style of the swordsman!
So these... are actually the transformations of the dead monks of the Sword Sect?
The surviving True Form Sect monks in the distance from the two men formed a formation again, but they no longer offered flesh and blood. Instead, they chanted incantations and waved command flags, instructing those golden heavenly soldiers to gather into small teams and fight together.

Once someone took command, the situation on the battlefield immediately reversed. The souls of the Sword Sect were forced to retreat again and again and were cut into small pieces, gradually allowing the heavenly soldiers to carve out a path in the direction of You Jiuyuan.

At this moment, suddenly more than a dozen figures flew towards the direction Li Wuxiang was looking. If you didn't look at the gray color on their bodies and only looked at their expressions and movements, you would think they were real people!

When Li Wuxiang saw these dead souls, his heart suddenly tightened.

Because their attire was exactly like the Nether Nine Abyss Swordsman today, and one of the figures was——

"Sister, we have to step aside." Li Wuxiang stared at the distance and said to Kong Jingci, "The fighting here is too chaotic. Supernatural powers have no eyes. I'm afraid that these things summoned by the True Form Sect can see through our magic weapons."

Kong Jingci had also been staring at it intently and was slightly dazed. He nodded after hearing what he said, and then turned to the left and said, "Let's go to the top of the stalagmite... What are these things!?"

Li Wuxiang didn't say anything else. He sensed the flow of her energy and cooperated with her to jump to the top of the stalagmite, while staring at the figure he had seen before.

Here he could see clearly, it was... Helian Ji!

Helian Ji had died in the coffin city before, but now he looked just like he was alive. He opened his mouth as soon as he jumped into the crowd, as if he was shouting loudly. Li Wuxiang couldn't hear his voice, and didn't know whether he shouted or not, but after he seemed to say a few words, the undead around him immediately gathered around him and surrounded him like a commander.

The other dozen or so who came with him should also be newly dead swordsmen, but Li Wuxiang did not recognize them. Like Helian Ji, these people also gathered a group of undead around them, and seemed to say something to each other, and led them to kill again in the battle array.

As soon as someone led the command, the crowd gathered more and more, and in an instant, they pushed back the heavenly soldiers who had rushed into the direction of Youjiuyuan. When the dozen people saw that the situation had eased a little, they immediately dived into the crowd and disappeared.

The True Form Sect monks who were chanting below also saw them and seemed to be in a panic. They waved their flags and gathered together, trying to form a new formation. However, five or six steps away from them, there was a monk who had been pierced like a sieve. Because he was stronger, he still had a breath. At this time, he finally ran out of breath, tilted his head, and died on the ground.

At the moment he died, the last breath that came out of his mouth suddenly turned into a small ball of black mist, and then the black mist quickly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a human figure - it was Helian Ji!

Without waiting for the cultivators not far away to react, he turned into a gray light and rushed into the crowd. The flying sword in his hand was like a black snake. After several movements and attacks, more than a dozen cultivators in formation fell to the ground and died. And when they exhaled their last breath, that breath immediately turned into a ball of black gas, which quickly expanded and turned into ten human-shaped sword cultivators, who rushed into the crowd again!

As if infected by some extremely terrifying epidemic, after only a few breaths, the True Form Sect monks behind the tall light wall fell down in droves like wheat harvested in summer, and the dead souls of the swordsmen quickly spread behind the light curtain like a gray-black flood that overflowed the dam. Then the light curtain facing Li Wuxiang and Kong Jingci flickered and collapsed, and the incarnations of the Five Mountains True Spirits that were invited down in the distance collapsed into earth and rocks with a rumble, and a whole thick fog spread from the ground again, rolling outward.

Once this place was lost, it was like a breach in a thousand-mile-long embankment. The swordsman's ghost rushed into the crowd, and in an instant it turned into a large gray fog that rolled forward!
Li Wuxiang looked at this scene and suddenly remembered what Mei Qiulu said to him outside the Coffin City that day.

At that time, he mentioned that Helian Ji died in the mountain master's mansion. Mei Qiulu said, "As for Helian, you don't have to be too sad. A swordsman who died for Taiyi would not fall to the level of a resentful ghost in Lingshan. You will know it later."

Is this what she means now?

What we see... should be the souls of swordsmen who died in the past three thousand years. They are still guarding Youjiuyuan!

(End of this chapter)