Chapter 146

Li Youyi secretly pondered whether, with the current power of Chan Hai Guan Wu, it was still possible to reactivate the provincial governor's official robe and seal; if they could be reactivated...

The abilities of these two items were quite extraordinary.

Especially that official robe, which had a dragon soul sealed inside and seemed to possess the ability to open a spatial passage.

"The Dead Realm is bound to be extremely dangerous, we had better not proceed any further!"

The pitch-black sky ahead was too eerie; the Dead Realm had once been able to swallow over two hundred prefectures of the Lingxiao Living Realm, and the terrifying entities and giant spectral spirits within were absolutely far beyond what they could currently imagine.

Li Youyi asked, "Can your mother find us? Or rather, would she really risk coming to look for us?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Li Ling was displeased and added, "My mother and I share a blood connection; with her profound cultivation, she can naturally find me by relying on that resonance."

Li Youyi said, "I don't doubt her cultivation. I just feel that the depths of the Mang Mountain range are dangerous, and you have many siblings—you are the fourth, right? Your mother is presiding over the overall situation of the Cangli tribe in Yao Guan City; would she disregard the big picture for the sake of one child?"

Li Ling was no longer so certain and said, "Even if my mother doesn't come, my brother definitely will."

"Fine, the view here is decent, so let's rest and adjust for a while, waiting quietly for reinforcements to come and pick us up."

Li Youyi sat cross-legged in meditation, but he did not truly rest; a sense of urgency and crisis always lingered in his heart, so he employed the Qi Tempering Art to refine the magic power in his Qi Sea.

The ten springs surged in unison, and magic power was born in a continuous stream.

At the same time, he drank from the Golden Spring to hammer and temper his bones.

His previous exchange with that elderly deformed person of the Five Seas Realm's third stage made him realize that his biggest current weakness was the purity of the magic power within his body.

When first-stage Five Seas Qi met third-stage Qi, it would be instantly crushed.

Fortunately, he could compensate for the gap by relying on his advantage in battle soldiers.

But taking out battle soldiers like the Huang Long Sword, the Evil Camel Bell, or the Black Iron Seal to use casually was equivalent to a child holding gold in a busy market; sooner or later, it would lead to big trouble.

Having strong personal cultivation is the only true foundation.

For him now, the fastest way to increase his strength was Qi tempering. Because when he was at the Ten Springs cultivation level, the combination of magic power and Immortal Mist already rivaled first-stage Five Seas Qi.

After breaking through to the Five Seas, the quality of the magic power in his body was actually quite close to second-stage Qi.

Li Ling looked at him with complex eyes; it was not as she had imagined—there was no storm after the truth was revealed, nor was there a life-or-death rupture after being deceived. He seemed to care, yet he also seemed not to care that much.

How should she treat this accidental relationship from now on?

Should they go their separate ways after escaping the Mang Mountain range, or continue to maintain a warm friendship?

She did not know where the future would lead; perhaps there would only be a result after Chan Hai Guan Wu had truly spoken with him.

If Chan Hai Guan Wu really married him, wouldn't she have to call him Master in the future? Li Ling's thoughts drifted in strange directions.

Slapping herself on the forehead, she shook herself awake.

"This place is dangerous, I cannot be as carefree as he is."

Li Ling released points of mental power from between her brows, which drifted into the forest.

Each point of light was like an eye, allowing a Great Mentalist to see places invisible to the naked eye.

Half a day later.

A residual image flashed.

Chen Lian rushed up the cliff and landed on that open space halfway up the mountain, observing the surroundings carefully before his sharp eyes fell to the ground.

He looked to be in his twenties, capable and heroic, wearing Wind-Riding Boots, and was at the fourth stage of the Five Seas Realm.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two elderly men in black iron-cloth battle suits, both at the third stage of the Five Seas Realm, flew up one after another and landed on Chen Lian's left and right, both holding nearly two-meter-long broadswords, vigilantly guarding the surrounding forest.

After investigating, Chen Lian said, "They lingered here for a long time and just left; their alertness is very high. It's Li Ling, it's her aura—no wonder she could control the Zouwu."

One of the elders was a bear-like deformed person, possessing an unparalleled sense of smell.

He quickly found the faint scent remaining in the air, looked down the mountain, and followed the vast, dense, dark forest all the way to the towering mountain range a hundred miles away: "Such great audacity, they have headed toward the Dead Realm!"

Chen Lian held a seven-toothed halberd and said, "The road back to Yao Guan City is cut off; war has broken out there, with strong men slaughtering each other and armies marching. We can only pursue them; if we can capture Li Ling, even if the experts of the Nine Li tribe catch up, I will have enough bargaining chips."

The other monkey-like deformed elder was somewhat hesitant: "Is that woman really the sister of Cangli? Some soldiers said she is exceptionally powerful, and it was she who used a seal to smash through our army's Runic Mist Domain."

"My judgment will not be wrong. Let's go!"

Chen Lian stepped on his Wind-Riding Boots and jumped off the cliff; magic power clouds and a river of swift wind appeared under his feet, and a flowing mist bridge appeared in the void. In a moment, he had chased out several miles.

It was Li Ling who used her mental power to discover Chen Lian and the others tracking them in advance, so she and Li Youyi escaped a step ahead.

Standing in the forest twenty miles away, the two looked back at the three figures in the open area halfway up the mountain.

Li Ling's pupils were lit up by spiritual fire, forming a foot-long beam of light: "That is the third-ranked expert of the younger generation of the Three Chen Palaces, Chen Lian, a top-tier expert second only to Chen Wenwu and Chen Xun. He used to often follow my brother to ask for cultivation advice and was very diligent. His elders even wanted him to marry me, but my father politely declined."

Li Youyi asked, "Compared to the third-stage Five Seas Realm elder we killed earlier, who is stronger?"

Li Ling said, "To have only reached the third stage of the Five Seas Realm at such an old age, it is highly probable that the elder was a Seven Springs breaking into the Five Seas. But Chen Lian is an Eight Springs breaking into the Five Seas, and I heard he had already reached the fourth stage of the Five Seas Realm at Burial Immortal Town; the two cannot be mentioned in the same breath. Strange, logically speaking, he should be at Burial Immortal Town right now... wait for me..."

Li Ling and the Zouwu chased after Li Youyi, who was fleeing in a hurry.

Li Youyi said, "It has been so long; with your mother's cultivation, she would have arrived by now if she were coming!"

Li Ling knew what he wanted to say and hurriedly said, "She must have been held up; my mother loves me very much."

"I mean, the battle that broke out in the valley may have already caused a chain reaction. Yao Guan City itself is a powder keg; the situation is tense, and since we ignited it, it has naturally exploded completely," Li Youyi said.

Li Ling did not know what a powder keg was, but she could understand his meaning: "It must be so, so my mother and brother were just held up, not that they don't care about my life or death."

"So fast!"

Li Youyi looked back and happened to see Chen Lian stepping on the mist bridge; the pressure in his heart increased greatly, and he increased his speed to the limit.

The towering mountain range on the horizon was getting closer and closer.

Most parts of the mountain range were bare, without vegetation. On the cliffs, rows of hanging coffins were placed, and tombstones stood in rows.

Here were buried the heroic spirits of that great battle a thousand years ago!

The closer they got, the more they could feel the majesty of the mountain range before them.

Li Youyi had wanted to go to the Mountain Lord Taiqing's tomb to meet up with Yin Thirteen and Yao Yin, but now he could not stop at all; his figure leaped up, climbing on the steep cliff.

No matter what the scene was on the other side of the mountain range, there was absolutely no possibility of stopping now.

Li Ling continuously released flame light trails, like a jumping, swaying spider, and her speed was not much slower than Li Youyi's.

An hour later, the two entered the snow and ice zone at the top of the mountain range.

The cold wind howled like a fierce ghost; if they did not use magic power to stabilize their bodies, it could blow people away.

The cold in the wind felt like it could freeze blood and burrow into flesh and bone; even Five Seas Realm Wu Xiu found it extremely uncomfortable.

The magic power and mental power in both their bodies were consumed greatly, and the snow under their feet was over their knees, making their speed slower and slower, so they could only let the Zouwu transform into a giant beast to carry them forward.

The pitch-black sky was low, as if it were close at hand, within reach, bringing people infinite feelings of oppression.

On the back of the Zouwu, Li Ling curled up in Li Youyi's arms, and the two held up the Ghost Flag to resist the cold wind.

Her petite body was shivering from the cold, and she held the Underworld Lamp for warmth: "Chen Lian seems to have been shaken off; is he afraid to go to the Dead Realm?"

"I think it's because his Wind-Riding Boots consume a huge amount of magic power, which even four Qi Seas cannot withstand. He doesn't dare to catch up in a weakened state for fear of being ambushed by us. We can instantly kill a third-stage Five Seas Realm Wu Xiu, so how could he underestimate us?" Li Youyi analyzed.

After Li Youyi killed Chen Song, he obtained a pair of mid-grade magic tool Wind-Riding Boots and understood their characteristics.

Li Ling said, "How about... we ambush him here?"

Li Youyi was surprised, not expecting her to be so bold: "Has Chan Hai Guan Wu recovered?"

"I... we are actually also very strong, and we have the Zouwu and seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, so we have a chance of winning," Li Ling said.

Li Youyi was not surprised that she could recognize the Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, because the Chan Hai Guan Wu within her had this ability.

"The risk is too great; there's no need, it hasn't reached the point where we must fight for our lives."

Li Youyi lifted a corner of the Ghost Flag; on the snowfield behind, there was only a long string of huge footprints, which would soon be wiped out in the wind and snow.

They had already reached the mountain ridge, where strange rocks formed peaks, ancient prayer flags were pulled, giant steles dozens of feet high were engraved with characters from a thousand years ago, and skeletons and rusted armor were embedded in the mountain rocks, giving it a very epic flavor, telling the passing descendants about the history of the past.

"Woo!"

A neat and uniform army appeared out of thin air in the snow, wearing heavy armor, holding long spears, their faces all pale and colorless, without any life aura, approaching the Zouwu beast.

"It seems to be a spectral army..."

Li Ling was quite frightened and prepared to release spiritual light flames to attack and drive them away.

Li Youyi stopped her.

That ancient spectral army, after sensing a certain aura on the back of the Zouwu beast, quickly moved away and disappeared into the wind.

"They should be the heroic spirits of that great battle a thousand years ago; they have turned into ghosts and are still patrolling the mountain ridge. I guess it was the Master's aura that scared them off," Li Ling said.

They crossed the mountain ridge.

They completely entered the world of the Dead Realm of eternal darkness.

Standing on high ground, they looked toward the land of the former Yunzhou.

The mountains were dark, the earth was vast and desolate, and there were areas on the horizon where blue flames gathered, like a ghost city. There was a large river flowing under the mountain, reflecting a faint white shadow.

Leaving the snow zone at the top of the mountain ridge, the cold dissipated, and Li Youyi put away the Ghost Flag.

The air was still cold, completely different from the Living Realm, but it was bearable.

Li Ling held the Underworld Lamp and said, "We won't go down to the bottom of the mountain; we must not enter the Dead Realm. We will go directly north along the mountain range to reach Zhizhou, one of the seven southern states. After passing Zhizhou, it is Qiuzhou, one of the ten states of the Central Plains."

Li Youyi's ears twitched, and he looked up at the mountain ridge they had just walked over, where the wind and snow filled the sky.

In the howling cold wind, there was a low, sobbing flute sound, which became clearer and clearer.

"It's him, hide quickly..."

Li Youyi was no stranger to this flute sound and was very wary, so he immediately activated the stealth power of his night-traveling clothes and quickly lowered his body.

The Underworld Lamp in Li Ling's hand turned dim, and she lay down beside him.

"Boom!"

On the snowy ridge at the top of the mountain, two figures were in a fierce confrontation, with sword sounds ringing out from time to time and dragon roars erupting.

The mountain top kept exploding, causing avalanches, and the roaring sound shattered the silence of the Dead Realm.

Li Youyi stared, seeing the dazzling light feathers on Jiang Ning's back, and felt surprised: "She is actually still hunting the Dragon Gate successor, fighting all the way from Burial Immortal Town to the Dead Realm?"

Beside him came Li Ling's cold voice: "A dignified Luan Terrace Angel cannot even take down a Dragon Gate kid; it seems the Lingxiao Palace has indeed declined significantly."

Her tone was completely different!

I'm much better today, just a little sore and tired, which no longer affects my writing at all.

Seeking monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)