Chapter 644

Yin wind whistled, and cold air overflowed.

The influence from Mangshan was becoming stronger and stronger.

The Six Kingdoms' demon army had been integrated with the Qi of the Demon Plague, becoming an immortal and indestructible existence. Even after being suppressed by the Qin Gong fake Yin Office for many years, it had not been erased, and the hatred of the destroyed kingdoms from a thousand years ago had turned into surging resentment.

This resentment continuously impacted upward, and it could break through Mangshan at any time.

By then, the entire Luoyang would turn into a ghost realm, and the people would be plunged into misery.

But the "Suihou Snake Pearl" was equally extraordinary.

This treasure had already become spiritual and had the appearance of turning into a dragon. Under the influence of the formation, it continuously gathered the Earth Qi of the dragon vein.

The dragon vein in the Divine Land starts at Kunlun, runs between the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, passes through the Qin Ling Mountains and the Dabie Mountains to Mount Tai, and enters the sea. Since ancient times, it has been the core area of the Central Plains, pregnant with countless famous mountains, great rivers, and dynasties through millions of years of wind, frost, blood, and fire.

Now that it was being mobilized, even if it was only a small area, the movement was extremely astonishing.

The Yihe, the Luo River, and even the confluence of the Yellow River had already stirred up surging giant waves.

The crashing waves continuously impacted the docks and embankments, making the people of the Heluo Chamber of Commerce terrified.

And above that sky, because of the change in Earth Qi, dark clouds gathered.

At this moment, it was almost the Zi hour, which should have been pitch black, but the blood-red light on Mangshan, due to the collision of two forces, became increasingly intense, reflecting half the sky into a blood-red color.

Rumble!

Blood-red thunder roared.

Every time the thunder flashed, one could see the thick clouds on the blood-red sky outlining the shape of a flood dragon.

Raindrops the size of beans fell with a patter.

In an instant, it was a torrential downpour.

On the mountain road hundreds of miles away, the sound of hooves vibrated thunderously.

All the knights were whipping their horses, their right hands pressing on their bamboo hats.

Occasionally, someone's hat would be blown away by the gale, revealing a bald head underneath.

It was the reinforcements from Shaolin Temple, at least several hundred people.

Sha Lifei and Wang Daoxuan were also among them.

Looking at the blood-red light in the distance, while terrified, they were even more filled with worry.

Seeking reinforcements from Shaolin this time, everything went quite smoothly.

Shaolin Temple is the ancestral court of the Chan Sect and can be mentioned in the same breath as Wudang and Emei, so naturally, they had no shortage of manpower.

They didn't make things difficult for them, but they had other important matters.

Because the celestial phenomena had changed drastically, the imperial court's need to formulate a new calendar became increasingly urgent.

The Imperial Observatory, in conjunction with many Feng Shui masters, was performing deductions at the Star-Observing Platform built by Guo Shoujing of the previous dynasty.

That was the place where the "Shoushi Sha Lifa" was formulated, and the new calendar also had to be calibrated from there.

To prevent accidents, Shaolin dispatched many experts to guard it.

After learning about what happened in Luoyang, they immediately mobilized troops, delaying them for several hours.

Wang Daoxuan didn't expect that despite hurrying, something had already gone wrong.

Beside him, a big monk riding fast suddenly looked up, his face solemn as he said:

"Amitabha, the Red Plague is moving; there is indeed a great calamity!"

This big monk had a kind face and gentle eyes, with earlobes reaching his shoulders, possessing a Buddha-like appearance, but his whole body was bulging with muscles, and his ribs were knotted, looking more like a Vajra body; at a glance, he was no ordinary person.

"Master Huiyuan, will we make it in time?"

Wang Daoxuan couldn't help but ask.

Even though his philosophy differed from that of the Buddhist sect, he was very respectful toward this monk.

This big monk, Huiyuan, was the leader of the Shaolin guardian monks.

Hearing Wang Daoxuan's question, Huiyuan shook his head slightly, "It would be fine if the Yuzhou Ding hadn't appeared. I have also heard of the power of that Divine Ding; once it is born, everything will be over!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Zhikong, give me the object!"

In the center of the team, there were eight fine horses running side by side.

Eight strong monks were all holding chains, dragging a huge bronze box in mid-air.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing Huiyuan's order, the leading monk gave a look, and the eight of them exerted force simultaneously.

"Heh~"

As they exhaled and shouted, the huge bronze box immediately whistled out.

Huiyuan leaped from his horse, caught the bronze box just right in mid-air, spun around, and landed with a thud.

Thud!

The ground vibrated, and mud splashed, showing how heavy this object was.

"This poor monk will go one step ahead!"

Carrying the bronze box that was taller than a person, Huiyuan still had steady breathing.

After giving an order, he formed a Dharma seal with his left hand while exerting force with his feet.

Swish!

His whole person instantly disappeared from where he stood.

When he appeared again, he was already a hundred paces away!

His speed was faster than a galloping horse; after a few flashes, he had disappeared.

"Shrinking the ground into an inch?"

Sha Lifei's eyes lit up, "Yan Yan Xiao Ge Yan also knows this move."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head, "It's the Buddhist sect's Divine Foot Power, even more powerful than escape techniques."

He knew what was inside that bronze box.

As long as the Yuzhou Ding hadn't appeared, most things should be suppressible.

But even so, the worried look on his face did not diminish.

Sha Lifei saw this and immediately understood what he was thinking, comforting him, "Rest assured, Yan Yan Xiao Ge Yan's cultivation is even stronger than it was during the Battle of Chengdu; there won't be any danger."

"It's different now."

Wang Daoxuan looked toward Luoyang and said in a deep voice, "When we were in Shu, we were only slightly famous. Although that Lu Sheng sent people to pursue and kill us, he didn't actually take us seriously, which is why he was defeated."

"Now that Yan Yan Xiao Ge Yan is famous throughout the world, the opponent must be on guard."

"I'm just afraid that they have already laid out traps upon traps..."

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Rumble!

Thunder flashed, illuminating the plaque of the Duan Gate of the Luoyang Prince's Mansion.

Although the Luoyang Prince's Mansion couldn't compare to the Shu Prince's Mansion, its footprint was not small either.

This was originally the front gate on the south side of the Luoyang Palace City of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Later, it was destroyed by war and rebuilt on the original site. The area was reduced, but it was still built according to the Great Xuan ritual system, with three gate passages, and the gate tower was towering.

Under the city gate, Li Yan looked up and observed.

Before, when they had just entered the city, there were still fires rising inside the Luoyang Prince's Mansion, and the sounds of killing were constant.

But now, there was no sound at all; it was pitch black and deathly silent.

The vermilion lacquer gate had been torn apart by artillery.

On the gate tunnel, a broken ship wreck was hanging from chains, covered in sludge and water plants.

It was exactly the wreck of the "Soul-Collecting Ship" that had appeared on the Yihe.

Long water plants hung down, and surprisingly, remnants of soldiers were entangled on them.

Although Li Yan didn't know about the "Soul-Collecting Ship," he could see that something was wrong.

He formed a seal with his left hand and immediately smelled the fishy Yin Qi on the water plants, as well as the chaotic crying and screaming from inside the ship.

Looking to the side, there was more than one "Soul-Collecting Ship."

Inside the entire gate tunnel, ship wrecks were hanging, with dense water plants hanging down, swaying with the gale.

Rumble!

The torrential rain arrived with the thunder; these water plants were like living things, twisting and reaching out of the gate tunnel, seemingly wanting to lick the rainwater falling from the sky.

Li Yan frowned slightly and turned to leave.

He wasn't afraid of these ghostly things, but he didn't know the situation in the city, so there was absolutely no need to waste his strength here.

Arriving near the city gate, Li Yan exerted force with his feet, leaped up, and climbed with his hands at high speed, like a gecko on a wall. Relying solely on his physical strength, he easily climbed onto the city wall.

Clang!

As soon as he reached the top of the wall, a sharp blade whistled toward him.

Li Yan had already smelled the abnormality; he exerted force with both hands, gripping the bricks and stones, and turned his body.

While easily dodging the sneak attack, he had already flipped and jumped onto the city wall.

He saw rows of soldiers standing on the city wall.

Their faces were cold and pale, their eyes pitch black, and they stood motionless despite the rain lashing against their scales.

But as Li Yan leaped onto the wall, these soldiers all raised their long spears and stabbed out in unison.

Swish swish swish!

More than a dozen long spears pierced through the rain curtain, stabbing directly at Li Yan's whole body.

Li Yan was in mid-air with no place to exert force, but he was not panicked at all. He suddenly shrank his body, did a swallow-style flip, dodged the spear tips by a hair's breadth, and his body happened to lie on several spear shafts.

These soldiers' movements were stiff, and they lifted upward simultaneously.

And Li Yan, taking advantage of this force, leaped into the air and landed behind the crowd.

The series of movements were as clever as a juggling performance.

Unlike some disciples of famous sects, Li Yan knew the importance of martial arts and never dared to relax.

Although he had always been one layer of window paper away from the Dan Jin realm, he still practiced every day with the help of the Great Luo Dharma Body, having thoroughly mastered the Undying Seal Technique. He could resolve force with his whole body and use force to strike back.

It could be said that his clever use of force was not inferior to those Dan Jin masters.

The only difference was that Dan Jin masters were better at prolonged combat.

Flipping behind the crowd, before landing, Li Yan suddenly drew the Dust-Breaking Blade and swung it along the momentum.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of cracking in the air was constant.

The rainwater was flicked away; it was surprisingly dense spider silk.

And on the backs of those soldiers were paper figures soaked in blood.

As the spider silk was cut, those controlled soldiers instantly fell to the ground.

Li Yan didn't even look, exerted force with his feet, whistled out in two or three steps, and then raised his leg.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the coffin parked on the wall was kicked away.

After falling to the foot of the wall, it fell apart on the bluestone ground. Inside, a fleshy big spider appeared, hissing and crawling everywhere, but its movements were becoming weaker and weaker.

Five-Colored Corpse Spider!

In the Qin Gong fake Yin Office, Li Yan had already seen this kind of monster.

This thing could only hide in a coffin, using spider silk to control paper figures, and would die upon seeing light.

It was late at night, and although there was no sunlight, the thunder roared in the sky, which was the nemesis of evil spirits.

Without the coffin, the Yin Qi that the Five-Colored Corpse Spider relied on for survival dissipated, and it soon became motionless.

On the city wall, Li Yan held his blade and looked coldly downward.

He saw that on the plaza below, dense coffins had been parked.

Dense spider silk probed out from the holes, controlling paper figures to possess them, turning them into military guards.

Those being controlled included soldiers, eunuchs, maids, and officials wearing official robes.

Everyone had pale faces and pitch-black eyes.

In the heavy rain, they stood motionless, staring fixedly at him with their heads raised.

The scene before his eyes was simply hair-raising.

Li Yan didn't pay attention to them, but looked at the main hall on the plaza in the distance.

Although that main hall was in the style of the Great Xuan Dynasty, the stone foundation was very ancient. In front of the hall, there were three tiers of white marble steps, and it was thirteen bays wide; it was precisely the Qanyang Hall.

This Qanyang Hall was once the core main hall of the Luoyang Palace City of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

According to Luo Feng, the formation secret chamber was hidden within it.

Observing left and right, the entire Qanyang Hall had already been surrounded by Five-Colored Corpse Spiders.

Under such circumstances, he could only force his way in.

Wang Xuanmo inside seemed to want to consume his strength.

Li Yan sneered at the corner of his mouth and said loudly, "Wang Xuanmo, I heard you were defeated in battle several times. It seems that not only are your strategies poor, but you are also as timid as a mouse, not even daring to show your face. How can you call yourself a Ghost Emperor?!"

He exerted his Qi, and his voice echoed continuously in the plaza, not even covered by the sound of thunder.

"Roar!"

Hearing his voice, the coffins on the plaza trembled in unison, and the hissing sound of the Five-Colored Corpse Spiders came from them.

Immediately, all sounds ceased abruptly.

Only a dull, obscure bell sound came from inside the main hall, and an old voice said, "Ignorant child, since you want to pay a visit to this seat, then enter the hall to see me. If you can't even get in, you aren't qualified to see me!"

"Hahaha... as long as you're here!"

Li Yan laughed, then suddenly looked up at the sky.

Clatter~

Two soul-hooking chains whistled upward.

Arriving here, the Soul-Hooking Order still had no reaction. Li Yan guessed that Wang Xuanmo must have used some divine artifact or secret treasure to conceal his own aura, so he spoke out to test him.

So many Five-Colored Corpse Spiders were indeed difficult to deal with; even an army would find it hard to attack.

But at this moment, he had the advantage of the right time!

Rumble!

As the soul-hooking thunder chains rose, thunder roared in the sky.

With a crack, a bolt of thunder connected heaven and earth and fell directly.

The originally invisible soul-hooking thunder chains immediately revealed their form, with electric light flickering and crackling.

The soul-hooking thunder chains were a supernatural power of the Great Luo Dharma Realm, mysterious and extraordinary.

After being modified by the Thunder Department, they could already attract and store heavenly thunder.

And in the Battle of Chengdu, they had also been modified by the Lei Gang, allowing them to contain even more.

In an instant, Li Yan was wrapped in thunder light.

The intense thunder light made those Five-Colored Corpse Spiders instinctively fearful, causing them to retreat.

And from within the thunder light came a majestic voice: "I am not a mortal body, but the truth of the Northern Emperor. My head is like black clouds, my hair like chaotic stars. Above to the Yang Realm, below to the Netherworld. In the ten directions of the world, the evil Qi is heavy..."

It was precisely Li Yan's "Northern Emperor's Divine Transformation Classic."

Soon, the thunder light contracted inward.

And Li Yan also changed his appearance; his hair stood on end, two soul-hooking thunder chains passed through his shoulders like flying thunder-light ribbons, electric arcs jumped all over his body, and even his eyes were filled with white light.

Divine Transformation Method, Body of Thunder Sound.

With the enhancement of the Divine Transformation Method, the current Li Yan had broken through the limits of his physical body.

Boom!

Thunder light flashed in place, and his whole person appeared on the plaza.

Thud thud thud!

A dull, obscure bell sound came from inside Qanyang Hall.

All the Five-Colored Corpse Spiders gathered toward the center as if they had gone crazy.

The corpses they controlled blocked the plaza tightly.

Not only that, at the Duan Gate tunnel behind him, those "Soul-Collecting Ships" also swayed left and right, Yin wind and black mist rose, frost spread on the ground, and dense footprints appeared.

In the black mist, human figures could vaguely be seen flickering.

These "Soul-Collecting Ships" were also Wang Xuanmo's arrangement.

Whether Li Yan attacked from the front gate or entered the plaza, he couldn't avoid them.

In front, Five-Colored Corpse Spider paper figure puppets blocked the way; behind, Yin soldiers surged in.

The danger was not inferior to the fake Yin Office.

But at this moment, Li Yan was completely fearless.

Facing the surging paper figure puppets, the Dust-Breaking Blade swung out suddenly.

The Dust-Breaking Blade had been modified and required the enhancement of thunder magic to exert its power.

Usually, its ferocity couldn't be seen, but combined with the Body of the Thunder God, it finally displayed the power of a divine weapon.

"Ang——!"

Sword light flashed, accompanied by the roar of thunder, and there was even the sound of a dragon's roar.

They saw that on the plaza, a dragon-shaped thunder light was charging left and right.

Wherever it passed, the dense paper figures and Yin soldiers along the way all disintegrated, turning into black ash.

Although Li Yan's thunder magic couldn't compare to the heavenly thunder summoned by the Mystic Sect's orthodox teachings, it was better at close combat. These evil things were restrained by the Lei Gang; whatever soul-bewitching or possession techniques they had were useless, and they were defeated in a single blow.

Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by bolts of thunder light, the path to Qanyang Hall was also broken open.

Too lazy to pay attention to these evil things, Li Yan exerted force directly, his whole body wrapped in thunder light, arrived at the white marble steps in one step, crushed them with his feet, and then smashed the gate open and charged in.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Li Yan took out the Soul-Hooking Order without even looking.

However, the Soul-Hooking Order still had no reaction.

At the same time, those violent Five-Colored Corpse Spiders also chased after him.

But strangely, they only stayed outside the hall, letting the paper figure puppets carry the coffins and run around, hissing madly, but they didn't dare to approach at all.

Li Yan frowned slightly, didn't pay attention, and looked toward the back of the main hall.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Fire basins ignited one after another.

The originally pitch-black main hall could be seen clearly.

Only, green ghost fire burned in the fire basins, reflecting the main hall like a Hall of Judgment.

The hall was very empty, except for one person sitting on the sandalwood-carved wooden chair above, wearing a robe, a crown on his head, with white hair, and a sinister face. Under the reflection of the green light filling the hall, he looked like a King of the Netherworld.

It was precisely the Ghost Emperor of Mangshan, Wang Xuanmo.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, "You have quite some nerve, daring to meet me."

"Hahaha..."

Wang Xuanmo seemed to be amused, "This seat doesn't even fear Heaven; why would I fear you, little ghost?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look outside and waved his hand.

Squeak squeak~

Strange cries rang out, and the evil things outside the hall retreated completely.

Li Yan frowned, looking around calmly.

He prepared to find the opponent's arrangement first, and after destroying it, summon the Yin Office to take the person.

"Don't bother."

The Ghost Emperor of Mangshan above clearly saw through his thoughts, smiled, and shook his head, "There are not many people in the world who can understand the arrangement here, and what it guards against is not you..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky, "It guards against Heaven!"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

The Ghost Emperor of Mangshan smiled faintly, picked up a cup of wine from the table beside him, took a sip, and then sneered:

"This seat wants to enlighten you."

"Lest you be a confused scapegoat for those immortals and gods!"

(End of chapter)