Chapter 366: Strange Ghost

Autumn rain contains coldness, falling on people's faces, bodies, and arms, silently penetrating into the body, difficult to disperse, eventually becoming trembling, turning into bone-chilling ice cold.

Such a song.

Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably. He thought of when he was still in the scavenger camp, with Lei Dui in the forbidden zone jungle, seeing that pair of women's boots walking in the blood mist.

At that time, he was just a Qi Condensation rogue cultivator, having felt similar cold, freezing the soul, cold-sealing the body.

Now, his cultivation base was not bad, but the feeling was as before.

That long, ethereal, and yin-soft singing voice seemed to turn the vocal line into substance, becoming a soul-hooking funeral sound, causing dozens of people among the thousand-plus cultivators in this deep pit to tilt their bodies and fall directly from where they were.

Falling into the deep pit, falling into the darkness, as if swallowed.

The rest were shocked, and horrified expressions appeared on their faces uncontrollably, because this singing voice appeared to have trembling sounds at this moment. Every character seemed to contain countless trembling sounds, as if the singer herself was also afraid, also scared.

As if, she was singing for the dead.

And the entire deep pit only had this singing voice echoing, and even if people blocked their hearing, it was useless. This sound would echo in the soul, turning into foreign matter, breeding in everyone's mind.

For a time, while the foreign matter in this deep pit was constantly thickening, the singing voice became weak, until finally it turned into a murmur and hum, appearing and disappearing.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but just at this moment, another singing voice suddenly came out.

"Past life you don't come, afterlife I am always there, who cut the lovesickness and painted whose dust..."

This singing voice was different from before, not so heart-shaking, not so shrill and long, clearly a different opera singer, but it was more eerie, making people's hearts shake, looking at the area where Xu Qing was.

Because, this sound came from there!

Xu Qing turned his head violently, looking at the captain.

The captain also opened his eyes wide. He looked at Xu Qing.

In Xu Qing's pupils, he saw his own shadow and... the white-clothed figure floating behind him.

The singer was precisely the figure that didn't know when it appeared behind the captain.

The captain narrowed his eyes, his expression ferocious, another face appeared in the eye slit, his entire body emanating ice-cold aura, and he even opened his big mouth, revealing teeth, and turned his head violently to bite a big mouthful behind him with a crack.

The sound of teeth colliding spread in all directions, showing how hard this bite was.

But the singing voice was still there.

It's just that this time it appeared behind another cultivator. That cultivator trembled, felt a huge life-and-death crisis, and was about to crush the transmission jade slip in his hand, but the next instant... his eyes revealed confusion, his mouth transmitted a singing voice, and his expression also became ferocious.

Following that, his body roared, foreign matter erupted to the extreme in an instant, directly mutating!

His back instantly bulged with flesh tumors, his arms directly thickened several times, and bone spurs pierced through flesh and blood and clothes, tearing out.

His legs were also thickened, and exploded at the thighs, each growing seven or eight tentacles filled with blood-colored mucus. The biggest change was his head; the entire head... turned into a huge blue eye.

The eye blinked, and his figure disappeared suddenly. When he appeared, he was in front of a small sect cultivator. That cultivator was also not ordinary, pinching the formula, suddenly flames burned all around, covering him.

But it was useless. A tentacle stretched out from the flames, directly piercing through the cultivator's mouth and surging in.

The next instant, the cultivator let out a shrill sound, his body was lifted high, his stomach constantly expanded, until with a bang, his stomach exploded.

From the exploded place, the tentacle that had entered his body was thrown out, constantly swaying, flesh and blood flying.

This scene made everyone gasp.

Following that, this mutated cultivator's body swayed, displaying astonishing speed, rushing toward another person.

For a time, shrill sounds echoed continuously.

A few breaths later, the mutated cultivator who had killed several people appeared beside Xu Qing this time.

The moment he appeared, he raised his hands and hugged Xu Qing violently, and a big mouth appeared on his stomach, wanting to devour.

At the same time, as the danger in the deep pit was displayed, human selfishness was also the same at this moment. There were clearly more than a thousand people all around, no need to make a move together, but if seven or eight joined forces, even if this mutated cultivator's speed was fast, it would be useless.

But everyone's thoughts were different. Many people took advantage of the mutated cultivator attacking others and swayed their bodies, rushing straight to the deep part of the deep pit, avoiding the crisis here.

There were many such people, a full several hundred, and some decisively crushed the jade slip and chose to leave, unwilling to continue participating.

The scene was very chaotic.

Xu Qing did not pay attention to these. At the moment the mutated cultivator came ferociously, cold light flashed in his eyes, and he did not retreat but advanced, rushing directly, and instantly approached this mutated cultivator, raising his right hand and punching.

Three Heavenly Palaces in his body erupted, Golden Crow erupted.

The three Heavenly Palaces within his body erupted, and the Golden Crow erupted.

But before he could retreat for long, an ice-cold aura came from behind him, and the captain's figure appeared silently, revealing dark light in his eyes, directly grabbing the mutated cultivator's body, opening his mouth to bite toward the blue eye.

An even shriller sound came from the big mouth on the mutated cultivator's stomach, and Xu Qing arrived, punching again. 【3

As an even more shrill sound emerged from the large mouth on the stomach of this mutated cultivator, Xu Qing arrived and threw another punch.

Finally, with a loud bang, the body of this strange beast exploded, torn into pieces, and scattered toward the deep pit below.

At this moment, there were not many cultivators left here, only a few dozen; the others had either teleported away or had already gone deep into the pit below.

"Little Ah Qing, let's split up, we need to hurry." The Captain spat to the side, looking as if it didn't taste good.

Xu Qing nodded, and the two immediately plummeted downward.

Their speed was very fast, and during this dash, Xu Qing saw the disciples from various sects who had left earlier.

These people were now all engaged in battle; their opponents were either the white figures that had appeared earlier, or mutated cultivators formed after being possessed by these figures.

There were many of them, and most were in fierce battles.

Since they dared to come here for the trial, they naturally had some means, so from what Xu Qing saw along the way, the human race was winning in most cases.

However, there were also many disciples who didn't have time to teleport away and died here.

Obtaining this qualification was indeed extremely dangerous.

Xu Qing flew along, avoiding these disputes, but the further down he went, the thicker the chill in the deep pit became, and the feeling of oppression grew stronger, making it hard for people to breathe and causing their hearts to beat faster.

In the end, he could even hear the rumbling of his own heartbeat, and his vision became blurred, not seeing things very clearly.

It took a while to adapt. When he could see the surroundings clearly again, Xu Qing noticed that cave forks would occasionally appear on the mud walls. Clearly, this underground world did not have just one path, but existed like a maze with many.

However, the stench and the smell of rot did not decrease with the appearance of the forks; instead, they became even stronger.

Furthermore, Xu Qing had not seen a single one of the fragments needed to obtain the Sword-Holder trial qualification so far.

He understood that this was because too many people had left earlier, and naturally, all the fragments that could be easily taken along the paths these people had walked had already been removed.

Xu Qing pondered, looked around, and his body flickered, landing on a protrusion of soil on the edge of the deep pit. Standing there, he looked up.

Faint sounds of fighting came from above, and occasionally drops of fresh blood fell, while the cold aura below intensified, and the sound of singing remained faint and intermittent.

As for the Captain's figure, he was no longer there. The two had already agreed to split up and act separately; after all, when searching for items, splitting up was more efficient.

"I won't go to other paths; I'll just follow this one and see the deepest part."

Xu Qing lowered his head, his body leaped up, and he continued to whistle downward.

Gradually, it became deeper and deeper, the surroundings grew darker, and that feeling of claustrophobia became more obvious. As he moved forward, Xu Qing suddenly paused, retreated several steps, and hovered in mid-air, tilting his head to look to the right front.

There, there was a cave fork.

Standing at the edge was a figure.

That figure was an old man wearing a black robe, with no aura emanating from his body, appearing to have merged with the surrounding darkness, making him very easy to overlook.

His hands were hanging down, and looking closely, one could notice that all ten fingers of his hands had long black nails, which were very sharp.

He was facing away from Xu Qing, so his face could not be seen.

One could only see his body slightly tilted, as if listening to the singing coming from the bottom of the deep pit, appearing to listen very intently.

But in this ghost cave, the appearance of this figure would make anyone who saw it extremely vigilant.

Xu Qing stared, his gaze first sweeping over this eerie figure, then looking at the soil beside the opponent, where three fragments were stuck in the mud!

These three fragments were exactly what Xu Qing needed.

Xu Qing pondered. He didn't believe no one had passed through here, yet the fragments were still there. This led to the conclusion that other disciples who passed by here had either died or were afraid to make a move and could not obtain the fragments.

Xu Qing thought for a moment, first checking the surroundings to ensure there was no ambush, then sent a divine sense to the shadow.

The next instant, the shadow spread out from his body, rapidly approaching the side of the old man listening to the play, rolled up a fragment, and was just about to pull it back.

But at this moment, the old man's hand lifted and pressed down on the fragment with such force that the mud rumbled.

Then he turned his head, and a green face without any expression entered Xu Qing's sight.

Like a zombie.

His hollow eyes emitted bursts of red light, and at this moment, he was staring fixedly at Xu Qing, the corners of his mouth gradually splitting open to reveal serrated teeth.

The next instant, his body flickered, and a fierce, malevolent aura erupted as he rushed straight toward Xu Qing.

Especially the nails on his hands, which seemed to tear through the void as he arrived, emitting a sharp whistling sound as he clawed fiercely at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and the moment the fishy wind hit his face, he leaned his upper body backward.

Watching the zombie old man's pitch-black right hand whistle past in front of him, Xu Qing fell with the momentum, twisted his body, head down and right foot up, erupted with his full cultivation base, gathered his physical strength into his right foot, and kicked fiercely at the old man's chin!

Boom!

The zombie old man's head made a cracking sound and twisted irregularly, and his body was kicked by Xu Qing's foot, retreating dozens of zhang away.

At the same time, the shadow also rapidly rolled up the three fragments and rushed toward Xu Qing.

But the next instant, the zombie old man's head jerked, twisting directly back. The red light in his eyes flared, his malevolence was heaven-shaking, and violent foreign matter surged all over his body.

A beast-like roar came from his mouth, and his speed exploded as he came ferociously toward Xu Qing.

In an instant, he was close, biting toward Xu Qing's neck.