Chapter 637: Breaking into the Palace to Save People

"Still resorting to a provocation?"

Li Yan was somewhat speechless, shaking his head as he said, "Senior, just speak. I will listen first."

"So young, yet so boring..."

Elder Yin Jiuge, having had his enthusiasm interrupted, complained once before speaking: "The plan is simple to state."

"This underground palace is divided into the three talents of Heaven, Earth, and Man. 'Heaven' is easy enough to handle, suppressed by the Marquis Sui Snake Pearl, but this 'Man' position has a flaw."

"What is suppressed inside are the vengeful souls of the Six States' sorcerers. They took the Three Sovereigns' Spirit Wood and borrowed the Qin laws for discipline, but in reality, it was all to arrange the three talents of Heaven, Earth, and Man."

"However, the vengeful souls of the Six States' sorcerers already held a grudge against Qin, and they absorbed the Qi of demonic disasters to transform into monsters. The longer they were suppressed, the greater the backlash, which is why problems arose."

"This is most likely a loophole left behind by Xu Fu. Wang Xuanmo occupied the nest like a cuckoo, and could only borrow the bloodlines of the Six States to delay it."

"In a moment, I will use a method to break this 'Man' position. It will inevitably cause quite a disturbance, allowing us to take the opportunity to enter."

"But since it can contain living people inside, there must be arrangements. We can only adapt to the situation; life and death will be hard to predict..."

After listening, Li Yan nodded without hesitation: "This method is feasible. I will trouble you for your assistance, Senior."

"Easy enough!"

Elder Yin Jiuge didn't waste words either; he took a handful of grave soil from the leather pouch at his waist, formed a hand seal, chanted a spell, and scattered it over his body.

The vitality on his body gradually disappeared, and his entire being was shrouded in Yin Qi, just like a dead person.

Seeing this, Li Yan praised him inwardly.

As expected of a senior from the Nether Sect; such a technique was unheard of.

Without waiting for him to blink, Elder Yin Jiuge turned his body and once again used the Earth Escape technique.

With a whistling of wind and sand, he escaped underground in the blink of an eye and vanished.

Li Yan didn't wait foolishly either. He formed the Zi-Wu seal again, flicked his little finger, and a straw-spirit paper doll flew out.

"Black Emperor Spirit Book, Heavenly Canopy Treasure Talisman. Command the wind and fire, mountains collapse and wood withers."

As he chanted the "Incantation for Summoning the Fierce Generals of Fengdu," a whistling Yin wind immediately rose behind Li Yan, and a black shadow appeared, merging with the straw-spirit paper doll.

It was still the summoning of the Eight Generals of the Inner Altar for empowerment, but the difference was that this time, he summoned Marshal Liu.

Marshal Liu's divine title is "Fengdu Running Dog Envoy."

At the feet of the black shadow behind him, there was also the phantom of a spirit dog.

This Nether General is in charge of capturing and pursuing. With his power added, both the escape technique and the olfactory divine ability would be enhanced.

After using the Profound Xuan Xuan Shui Dun, Li Yan's figure, along with his Qi, completely vanished, no weaker than Elder Yin Jiuge's secret technique.

At the same time, movement appeared below.

Seeing the old man Elder Yin Jiuge approach the Nether Sea formed by the underground river, he was forced to stop his Earth Escape.

He didn't continue forward either, but stood by the river, took a compass from his bosom, adjusted his position toward the Nether Path corridor on the other side of the river, bit his middle finger to outline a talisman on the compass, and simultaneously stared fixedly at the opposite side, his mouth constantly chanting incantations.

Whoosh~

Not long after, a wild wind whistled all around.

In the "Nether Sea," the water surged, and on the opposite side, wind and sand rolled.

This was a sign of the shifting of the Earth Vein Qi.

Elder Yin Jiuge, nicknamed "Old Man Who Builds Graves in the Center," traveled everywhere, changing ominous lands into auspicious ones.

His methods related to Earth Masters had long since reached perfection.

The disturbance of the Earth Vein, although not large in scale, immediately caused an anomaly in the "Man" position, which had long since developed problems.

Those "Qin Official" phantoms in the Yin mist stopped once again, emitting shrill roars.

The Three Sovereigns' Spirit Wood piled above the Nether Path also hummed and trembled, dropping dust and ash.

Now is the time!

Li Yan didn't hesitate and leaped out from the stone platform.

At this moment, he was using the escape technique, his figure concealed, and only a mass of water mist flew down from the slope, reaching the riverside in the blink of an eye.

The "Nether River" at this moment was already surging with waves.

The white shadows and black hair hiding inside also revealed their true form; they were Five-Colored Corpse Spiders.

But unlike those corpse spiders outside, these ones in the river were all contained in pottery vessels.

During the Qin era, porcelain technology had not yet matured; it was mainly gray pottery, red pottery, and painted pottery.

These ones in the river were all pottery coffins, with bizarre and grotesque talisman patterns drawn on them.

Because they had accumulated thick water scale, they appeared gray-white.

Dense black spider silk spread out from the gaps in the pottery coffins, looking just like water ghosts.

These Five-Colored Corpse Spiders were originally used for defense, but because of the violent disturbance of the earth Qi, they now appeared irritable and uneasy.

Steel-like black spider silk all extended above the water surface.

As the pottery coffins rose and fell in the water, it seemed as if black flames were rising on the water surface.

This scene was truly terrifying.

Even Elder Yin Jiuge's expression became solemn.

He had long known that this underground palace was dangerous, but it was even more severe than he had imagined.

This Nether River alone was a huge trouble.

Those Five-Colored Corpse Spiders were easy enough to deal with; this creature could not bear the light. Breaking the pottery coffin and burning it with fire would kill it.

But if one were killed, it would alert the entire underground palace.

Trying to sneak in was basically impossible.

Or, one had to think of another way...

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a series of faint ripples appear on the river surface.

Dangerously and narrowly, it passed by the pottery coffins one by one, without alerting a single one.

What a good escape technique!

Elder Yin Jiuge couldn't help but praise inwardly.

Ordinary water escape could only move forward underwater, at most concealing some Qi.

But Li Yan's water escape could shuttle through the rising water mist without leaving a trace.

No wonder his disciple, Shen Sanyou, held him in such high regard.

Thinking of Shen Sanyou, deep worry rose in Elder Yin Jiuge's eyes again.

He sighed slightly and stood guard by the river to investigate.

Among the Five-Direction Yin Sacrifices, he was the oldest. Although he was virtuous and respected, his Qi and blood had already declined.

Now, he no longer had enough physical strength and spirit to deal with this situation.

All he could do was wait on the sidelines.

In case Li Yan ran into trouble, he would immediately go out to seek reinforcements...

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On the other side, Li Yan had already pierced through the water mist and slid to the shore.

Without a moment's pause, after landing, he tapped his toes and leaped into the air again.

The disturbance caused by Elder Yin Jiuge had already alerted those above.

Seeing the top of this fake Luo Feng Mountain, a wild wind suddenly blew, and black mist surged.

Visible to the naked eye, dense human figures floated down, mixed in the black mist.

They were all paper dolls that had once ravaged Luoyang.

Although they were enemies, Li Yan had to admit that Wang Xuanmo's paper dolls were indeed powerful.

Relying solely on this paper doll technique, they could rank among the top in today's Mystic Sect martial world.

Li Yan knew that this was not the best time, so he restrained his Qi and waited quietly outside the Nether Path.

Looking closer, this Nether Path was even more eerie.

The massive bluestone was covered with carving marks.

It was covered with mottled spots, which seemed to have once been covered in moss, only to peel off later.

The bricks and stones were black in color, condensed with a layer of ice, and mist surged; even the ground outside the passage had white frost.

Li Yan felt a chill down his neck.

These huge bricks and stones were all objects of nightmare suppression.

Generally speaking, such things only appeared in old graves and would only form after long-term erosion by Yin evil.

In the Lu Ban techniques, there were methods to use this to harm people.

A small piece of grave brick could ruin a family.

The ones before his eyes were each the size of a millstone; they were clearly taken from an imperial mausoleum!

Even more eerie were the figures looming in the cold mist inside.

Originally wearing the attire of Qin officials, they were now distorted in shape, and their attire was also beginning to change.

The vengeful souls of the Six States' sorcerers were about to be impossible to suppress.

Just then, those paper dolls finally arrived.

In an instant, two terrifying cold mists collided.

The shrill whistling of the paper dolls and the roars of the vengeful souls inside the Nether Path merged into one.

Cold wind wrapped in evil Qi and Yin mist gushed outward; Li Yan's escape technique was affected, and he almost exposed himself.

Fortunately, the power of Marshal Liu and the blessing of the Dragon-Snake Tablet allowed the escape technique to be maintained.

What surprised Li Yan was that under such terrifying power, those paper dolls were not torn apart; instead, they swallowed the surrounding Yin evil Qi, emitting a faint chanting sound from within their bodies.

"Souls, return! With Qin seal script carved into bones, Chu sorcerers pledge with livestock. In the east there is the Xun tree, in the west there is the Candle Dragon, in the south bury the three livestock, in the north suppress the human livestock..."

What a fierce incantation!

Li Yan heard it clearly, and his heart was also filled with awe.

Looking at those paper dolls again, blood-colored characters appeared on their bodies; they were the very incantations they were chanting.

Li Yan had a feeling that this incantation might be very important, so he secretly memorized it.

And this fierce incantation was indeed useful.

As the chanting merged into one, the vengeful souls in the Nether Path gradually calmed down.

Without any hesitation, Li Yan immediately leaped out.

Now was the best time.

The things inside the Nether Path had just been suppressed; passing through now would not trigger a riot.

The real threat was this Nether Path itself.

"In the second month of spring, do not dare to cut timber in mountains and forests or build dams..."

"In the summer months, do not dare to burn grass for ash..."

"If five people steal, and the loot is worth more than one coin, cut off the left foot, and tattoo them to be city guards..."

Just after entering, a magnificent voice rang in his ears.

It was the "Qin Laws"!

Not only that, the erosion of the Yin evil Qi inside felt like needles pricking his entire body.

Turning the "Qin Laws" into an incantation—this was the first time he had seen such a method.

No wonder the vengeful souls of the Six States inside had all transformed into Qin-style attire.

Li Yan endured the severe pain, transformed into a gust of clear wind, and passed through the dull-faced phantoms.

He even took a detour to avoid the army of paper dolls.

Finally, he successfully passed through the passage.

Opening his eyes again, he had already arrived at the fake Luo Feng Mountain.

Li Yan focused his attention and observed carefully.

The layout here was different from the true Liugong of Luo Feng Mountain.

The most obvious difference was the location of the Liugong.

And at the entrance of the Liugong, there were huge stone tablets with small seal script written on them:

Chu souls reside in the east, Han and Zhao souls are trapped in the north, the remnant souls of the Zhou royal family are suppressed in the west...

So that's it!

Li Yan understood instantly after seeing it.

The location of these palaces seemed to be related to the order in which Qin destroyed the Six States.

Needless to say, inside were the Yin soldiers of the Six States who had absorbed the Qi of demonic disasters back then and transformed into a demonic army!

Outside the gates of all the palaces, coffins were placed.

The style of the coffins was mostly vermilion lacquer as the base, with dragons and phoenixes drawn on them; it was the style of the present day.

Needless to say, they were all demonic people who had practiced the "Corpse Coffin Longevity Technique."

They should be Wang Xuanmo's subordinates, guarding the Liugong here.

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Li Yan quietly sneaked into the tunnel in the middle.

Because coffins had to be moved out, the tunnel was very spacious, paved with bluestone, without a speck of dust.

Seeing this, Li Yan became vigilant.

Anyone who is a sorcerer knows that being too clean is not a good thing.

Among the common folk, those who raise ghosts and Gu mostly keep their homes spotless.

He was afraid there was something inside...

Inside the cave, it was pitch black.

Fortunately, with the blessing of Marshal Liu's power, Li Yan's olfactory divine ability was even more powerful and unaffected by the Yin evil Qi here. Relying on his sense of smell and hearing, he shuttled rapidly through the pitch-black tunnel.

The depths of the tunnel also surprised him somewhat.

After traveling downward for a hundred meters, he finally saw an underground palace.

Inside the underground palace, coffins were densely placed, distributed according to the Eight Trigrams formation.

And at the four corners of the underground palace, twelve bronze Qin figurines stood in turn.

This is... an imitation of the twelve Qin golden men?

Looking at the palms of those Qin figurines again, all palms were facing inward, seemingly forming hand seals to create some kind of formation.

Li Yan understood in his heart; this should be the reason why living people could survive in the fake False False Yin Si.

Inside those coffins were the bloodlines of the Six States captured by Wang Xuanmo.

However, Li Yan did not act rashly.

These coffins were all specially made, full of Yin Qi, suppressing the aura of living people.

His olfactory divine ability could not smell who was inside either.

With hundreds of dense coffins, he couldn't flip through them one by one...

And in the center of the Eight Trigrams formation, there was also a huge bronze coffin, surrounded by many wooden coffins.

The scent inside could not be smelled either.

It was most likely the demonic creature guarding this place.

At the same time, wind and whistling sounds rang out outside the cave again.

It was the army of paper dolls that had gone out returning.

Not only that, the sacrificial chanting rang out again.

Li Yan's ears twitched slightly, his body flashed, and he hurriedly pressed against the wall.

Seeing sheets of paper dolls whistling in with the wind, dense spider silk spread from their bodies, wrapping up a coffin.

Li Yan knew that they were going to perform a blood sacrifice to suppress the Nether Path below again.

Thump, thump, thump!

Sounds suddenly came from the coffin carried by the paper dolls.

It seemed someone inside was desperately kicking.

The other party had not been bewitched by the evil Qi; they should be a practitioner.

Crack!

The top of the wooden coffin suddenly shattered, and a rough palm reached out.

This palm was very strange; the thumb was thick, and the other four fingers were actually level, just like a shovel.

It's Zhao Zhao Lu Zi!

He had seen this hand before; when they were drinking all night, he had even asked Zhao Zhao Lu Zi about it.

This was a secret technique of Zhao Zhao Lu Zi's family's mountain-driving lineage.

Putting children in graves from a young age to train night-cat eyes.

Since the age of three, they began to insert their fingers into soil, stone, sand, and iron to learn the art of treasure-taking...

Li Yan felt a joy in his heart and attacked without hesitation.

Clang!

The Dust-Breaking Blade sounded like a dragon's roar, and it was blessed with thunder techniques, crackling with electric light.

Li Yan tapped his toes, instantly broke through the air, fell into the paper doll formation, and stepped on the coffin.

The Dust-Breaking Blade slashed left and right, and two Soul-Severing Flying Blades flew up and down with electric light.

The weakness of these paper dolls lay in fire.

But the ferocity of thunder techniques far surpassed ordinary fire.

The shrill screams of the surrounding paper dolls rang out constantly.

Wherever the blade light passed, the paper dolls were split in two, screaming as they turned into fireballs.

Together with the Yin souls inside, they were all turned into fly ash.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding paper dolls were cleared away.

Boom!

The suspended coffin fell violently.

Li Yan exerted force under his feet, and the coffin shattered at the sound.

He reached out and pulled out a person; it was Zhao Zhao Lu Zi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

At this moment, Zhao Zhao Lu Zi's appearance had changed greatly.

This originally honest young man had aged significantly in a short time.

His face was full of wrinkles, and he had even grown white hair.

He was panicked, his hands flailing wildly. After seeing it was Li Yan, his entire body stiffened, then his eye sockets turned red, turbid tears flowed out, and he opened his mouth, but his vocal cords were dry and he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't speak, I understand!"

Li Yan patted his shoulder and helped him up.

At the same time, there was chaos outside the cave.

The coffins outside the Liugong all rose into the air, controlling dense paper dolls, wrapped in Yin wind and black mist, surging from outside to inside, directly blocking the exit completely.

"Zhao Zhao Lu Zi, follow behind me!"

Li Yan's eyes revealed killing intent, and black mist gradually surged on his body.

At such a time, he could only use the Divine Transformation technique, transform into the God of Thunder, and carve out a bloody path.

Creak, creak~

But just then, movement came from behind again.

The huge bronze coffin surrounded by many wooden coffins slowly opened.

In the cold mist, a figure slowly sat up.

It was a man wearing a white robe, with a crown on his head, in the style of Han dynasty clothing.

The clothing was as clean as new, but his face was blue and purple, full of wrinkles, his eyes were blood-red, and his white hair was like withered grass.

In an instant, foul-smelling corpse Qi permeated the cave.

However, Li Yan was not shocked but happy.

As this monster appeared, the Hooked Decree became scorching hot.

The demonic Qi of the escaped "Yang Corpse" was on this monster!

"Zhao Zhao Lu Zi, close your eyes!"

Li Yan gave a low shout and directly took out the Hooked Decree.

"Heaven has records, Earth has laws, the False False Yin Si detains souls, mortals avoid!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 638 =====