Chapter 194 Dying

Chapter 194 Dying

Chapter 194 Dying

At this time, the defense line of the True Form Sect almost collapsed, and the gray fog flooded the battlefield like a tide, withering the grass and trees wherever it passed, and covering the ground with a layer of frost. Li Wuxiang stared at Helian Ji's figure moving through the crowd, and gradually found that he began to become abnormal.

Helian Ji and the dozen swordsmen looked lively and alive, just like living people. But after his killing spree, Li Wuxiang found that his and the dozen swordsmen's faces seemed to be blurry. At first, he thought it was because they were far away and the mist was rising, but then he found that his movements were also becoming slow, and the ghosts gathered around him gradually dispersed, and they fought on their own again.

This change did not affect the overall situation, because the True Form Sect's monks had suffered countless casualties, and no one had the courage to form a formation, and they began to flee. But a bad idea vaguely emerged in his mind -

The armored ghosts who died three thousand years ago looked blurred, while those who died later were better. In other words, the longer they died, the less consciousness they retained. The change that happened to Helian Ji was——

"Now is a good opportunity." Kong Jingci suddenly said, "The people from the True Form Sect can't retreat far. They might even counterattack a little. We should take this opportunity to head to You Jiu Yuan."

"Sister, how did you figure that out?"

Kong Jingci smiled at him and followed his gaze in the direction of Helian Ji: "You also think that those dozen people are different, right? They should be the swordsmen who died recently. The sword sect's skills can boost a person's luck. After death--"

She shook her head and exhaled softly, "I used to hear from the teachers in the sect that swordsmen would neither go to the Netherworld nor to the Holy Mountain after death, but would go somewhere of their own. Now it seems to be true. After they die, their luck is still strong, and they can command those unconscious souls. However, they are ghosts of mortals after all, and commanding the souls of the dead can be regarded as controlling the luck of mankind... Summoning true spirits in the world of the living is also summoning luck, which will reduce one's life span, and they are reducing their life span of the underworld. Looking at their condition, their life span of the underworld is almost exhausted today. Since there is no one to lead them, the people of the True Form Sect will have a chance to stabilize their position."

When she said this, she looked at Li Wuxiang and raised her hand to touch her lips: "Oh, I am showing off. Since you are the master of observation, you naturally know these things."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "I have heard about it before, but today is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. It is really..."

"Yes, it's a really cruel method. I didn't expect a swordsman to do such a thing." Kong Jingci sighed and patted the gourd on her waist. Then two streams of gray air flew out and gathered into two pills in her palms.

She swallowed one pill herself first, and then handed the other one to Li Wuxiang: "This is my sect's death pill. After taking it, it will solidify the heart meridians and make the person's breath the same as that of a dead person. Usually people are asked to take this pill to temporarily disable their skills and supernatural powers. But we shouldn't encounter anyone from the True Form Sect if we go inside, so we can use this to avoid the dead souls."

She slapped the gourd again, and two red lights turned into two red pills in her palm. She also gave one to Li Wuxiang: "This is a living pill that can cure death. Senior brother, let's go."

Li Wuxiang didn't care whether he was dead or alive, because he was a ghost immortal, so he was neither dead nor alive. He had observed the dead souls rushing under the stalagmites just now - they seemed to have sensed the breath of the living people above, but the treasures wrapped around their waists should have covered most of it, so they only raised their eyes slightly before going to fight.

Kong Jingci couldn't observe very carefully, but Li Wuxiang was sure that they were not looking at him but at her. So he threw the dead pill into his mouth and stored it in his stomach, then put away the living pill and nodded: "Let's go."

The two jumped down from the stalagmite and immersed themselves in the mist. Kong Jingci landed before Li Wuxiang, so he looked at him with a little surprise: "Brother, you can still use the skill of lightness?"

Li Wuxiang smiled and said, "I'm going for a walk in my robe."

The thick fog filled the air again, and it was gray and black three steps away, and nothing could be seen clearly. The shouting and killing sounds seemed to be blocked by the fog, as if they came from the water surface far away.

The two walked slowly in the thick fog, and after taking a few dozen steps, they saw the corpses of the True Form Sect monks they had seen before.

They had clearly died not long ago, but they had all turned into mummies. Wisps of black gas were rising from their seven orifices, like unknown black plants.

There were other things too—occasionally the fog would swirl and take the form of vague human shapes that would hover around the two men for a moment before dissipating again, as if the souls of the dead were disturbed by their visitor but could not find the person.

After walking a little further, Li Wuxiang lowered his voice and said, "Nothing can survive in here."

Kong Jingci nodded: "Yes. Death energy will not dissipate once it comes from the Netherworld to the world of the living. If the people of the True Form Sect fail to seal this place and let the death energy spread, there will be disasters from time to time in the future. When I came here, the teachers were still talking about how the swordsman would guard the East Emperor Seal without You Jiuyuan, but I didn't expect them to use this trick, it's really... really..."

Li Wuxiang understood what she meant by "cruel".

The dead air was also mentioned in the classics in the Tianxin Fantasy. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he thought about it and roughly understood what Kong Jingci meant by the "great disaster".

For example, right now, the air is filled with death, and the gray fog is completely silent and motionless.

But if it spreads out and encounters some dangerous places in terms of feng shui - where dead energy and living energy are mixed together, then it will be troublesome.

In fact, there are similar places in the world, where spiritual energy is stagnant and should have become a paradise. However, due to the extremely bad feng shui, the spiritual energy is turned into evil. If living people live there for a long time, disasters and diseases will continue. If a person or animal who was a Taoist priest in his lifetime is buried here, it will become a fierce corpse after a long time, the so-called corpse-raising ground.

And if the death energy gathers in such a place, I am afraid that in the future it will give rise to something more terrifying than a corpse. Moreover, even if it is dispersed, since the death energy cannot be eliminated, it will always gather in other places, and there will be no peace in this world.

Does the Sword Sect really want to use this method to protect the East Emperor Seal? Mei Qiulu should not be able to do such a thing, maybe it was Cui Daocheng.

Perhaps he was just passing by when he appeared outside Yulun Mountain before, or maybe he was heading to Youjiuyuan at that time - waiting for the people from the Six Xuan Sects to gather here before releasing these things?
The Xuan Sect wants to operate areas outside the diocese, so they will be busy dealing with the source of the trouble. Thus, they can temporarily preserve the East Emperor Seal and have no time to look west?
This doesn't seem to be the style of a swordsman anymore, or it destroys the foundation of a swordsman - believing in the human way of Taiyi, but not caring about the world at this moment...

Li Wuxiang didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he said, "Aren't we going to call them out?" "No, the Death Pill is hard to refine, so it's best to save some effort. Besides, we now know that the East Emperor Seal is here." Kong Jingci reached into his sleeve and took out a small round bell. He used his thumb and ring finger to hold the red string tied to the bell. "To bring the dead back to life in the world of the living, the only thing I know of that can be done is the East Emperor Seal that suppresses the world. And the seal must be presided over by someone in the world of the living, and his cultivation level must not be low. I guess it's the Li Wuxiang who was on Yulun Mountain before. What do you think, Senior Brother?"

Li Wuxiang frowned and thought for a moment: "It's possible."

"So it's easy if we have someone from the Yang world. If we find him, we'll find the East Emperor Seal." Kong Jingci waved his hand gently, "But we have to be careful if we find him. If we use this kind of method, alas, the swordsman is no longer a swordsman."

The bell swung slightly between her fingers, but there was no tinkling sound, only a very subtle buzzing sound lingering in her ears. Kong Jingci turned on his toes: "Let's go this way... follow the yang energy."

As they gradually approached the foot of the Nine Deep Mountains, the fog became thicker and thicker, and began to turn black. Li Wuxiang didn't need to breathe. He had been practicing the Lesser Tribulation Sword Sutra these days, and the Dan force in his body had been compressed to the limit that a mortal could bear. He should be about the same as a swordsman in the Nurturing Dan Stage who was practicing the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter. But even so, when the fog penetrated into his body, it made his tentacles sting, much like the feeling of the black gas transformed by Zhao Kui entering his body during the Jinshui period.

Kong Jingci walked side by side with him for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped the gourd, and a green light immediately rushed into her body.

Li Wuxiang turned around and looked around: "What did you see?"

Kong Jingci smiled bitterly: "No, I just couldn't bear it anymore, so I replenished my blood. But you, Senior Brother..."

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Li Wuxiang carefully: "It turns out that your Tianxin Sect's skills are also amazing. You can actually endure it. Brother, you were hiding your abilities before, right?"

Li Wuxiang smiled at her and said, "When they were still here, you were very quiet, but now you are easy-going and humorous. Maybe it's not that I'm hiding my shortcomings, nor that you have a fickle temperament, but that we have similar temperaments, so there's no need to disguise ourselves."

The two looked at each other, and Kong Jingci took a step to the side, almost sticking to Li Wuxiang's side: "Maybe we really have similar personalities, or maybe it's because the Tianxin Sect is gone, so you won't be like one of us, hiding bad intentions for his own sect. Senior Brother Li, if we can really bring back the news of the East Emperor Seal, when the Great Tribulation Alliance comes--"

Li Wuxiang knew that she would definitely say something to win him over next - if what she said was true, if someone among them really had evil intentions, then at that time a sudden attack from a Qi-refining cultivator like him who was hiding his skills would indeed be able to turn the situation around.

But she only said half of her words, and suddenly frowned: "...The Yang Qi is gone--"

The small bell between her fingers was originally hanging down, but it suddenly shook at this moment, as if it was anxiously looking for something. Then the red rope trembled slightly, and the bell hung down again.

Kong Jingci then said, "... again. But the person holding the seal now seems to be a little strange. His Yang Qi is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, intermittent, as if... he is about to die. Senior Brother Li, let's go quickly. That Li Wuxiang may be dying. I don't know what happened to him!"

At this time, the two were already at the foot of Youjiuyuan Mountain. The last time they came here, the vegetation was lush and the water was gurgling, but now it was all black and dry, and Li Wuxiang couldn't tell which mountain they were at. Following the guidance of the bell, the two almost bumped into the black fog step by step, and finally saw the mountain wall after a quarter of an hour.

The bell pointed the way straight through the mountain wall. Kong Jingci was stunned: "Is it inside the mountain? No...it's under the mountain!"

It was at the bottom of the mountain, and they had to go through a cave. Since Kong Jingci had revealed his cards before, Li Wuxiang no longer hid his abilities, because he also wanted to know what was happening down there—the people from the True Form Sect would definitely not be able to get through, and even if they did, Cui Daocheng was a Yuanying cultivator with the Eastern Emperor Seal in his hand, so who could tell him that he was "about to die"?
Perhaps it was not humans who made him defeated... but something in the underworld, or even the external evil that had killed Jiang Jie before!
He immediately said, "There is something beneath the Nether Nine Abyss, called the Lower Realm. I heard Sect Master Zhou talk about it before. Let's look for it along the mountain wall."

The two of them walked around for a while and finally found the entrance. This was not the path that Li Ke had taken him to the netherworld, but the layout was exactly the same. There was also a stone chamber after entering the cave. When they groped their way to the end of the stone chamber, the netherworld should be below.

Looking down now, the whole place was filled with black mist, like a deep well leading to the netherworld. Perhaps because the deathly aura here was so dense, even the ghosts that had appeared in the mist before were gone. The two simply put away the ribbons, Kong Jingci in front and Li Wuxiang behind, groping their way down the stone wall.

After descending dozens of feet, they finally landed on a stone platform. The bell in Kong Jingci's hand was shaking so much that it was almost invisible. This meant that the yang energy below was about to dissipate and the person who was in charge of the formation was about to die.

It was at this time that the two heard a sound.

It was a howl coming from deep below. The sound was amplified and echoed by the cave space in the netherworld. It sounded like a wild beast was roaring and in extreme pain. There seemed to be some words mixed in the howling.

The two continued to go down. The place they passed was completely different from the one Li Wuxiang had passed before. The ground seemed to have melted and solidified again. It was all dark black, and the surface reflected a glassy crystal light - it seemed to be like this when he was possessed by the external evil and fell all the way to the vicinity of the East Emperor Seal!

After climbing down a little further, the wailing sounds became clearer.

Even though the voice was distorted due to pain, Li Wuxiang could still tell that it was Cui Daocheng's voice.

However, the words that were caught by his ears and gradually became clear in the wailing made his skin tighten. He couldn't distinguish some words, but there were three words that he knew as soon as he heard them!

“…Li Wuxiang!”

“…Li Wuxiang!” It seemed as if Cui Daocheng was howling miserably in the depths of the universe, his voice filled with extreme anger, “Li Wuxiang! Ahhhhh! Li Wuxiang!”

(End of this chapter)