Chapter 604: A Hundred Thousand Souls Nurture the Treasure Sword

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At this moment, shortly after Xu Chen and the others had vanished.

The Martial Emperors of the Soul Department hurried over at once.

Their eyes were cold and grim as they looked at the Youhun Forest, which had suddenly become bathed in sunlight; their faces darkened slightly. "The Forbidden Restrictions and Arrays have all been broken, and the Soul Envoy is gone too."

"Damn it, what exactly is going on? The Soul Envoy's Soul Tablet seems to still be intact."

"She may have been taken hostage. I can faintly sense her aura in the direction of the Sword Tomb. Go quickly."

Hearing this, the Martial Emperors no longer hesitated.

They directly activated Space Movement; with a light step, they abruptly vanished from where they stood.

Their overwhelmingly powerful auras, like moving hurricanes, headed straight for the Sword Tomb.

And at this moment, Xu Chen and the others had already arrived at the Sword Tomb first.

He narrowed his eyes and looked, discovering that this place was vast, spanning several hundred thousand li.

Gunpowder smoke drifted all around, like the smoke from a village.

Only here, the smoke clearly carried an added layer of eerie gloom.

It looked like this place was a mass grave.

From time to time, there were also the sounds of souls wailing.

However, he did not land.

Landing in a place this eerie would clearly be asking for trouble.

He saw that upon this mass grave, countless broken swords stood in a dense forest.

Some were thrust into the ground, others had fallen to the earth.

Therefore, besides the eerie aura and the wailing of souls.

There was also a dense, humming Sword Qi here.

There were even longswords formed of Sword Qi, endlessly circling and spinning in the air.

Surges of sword intent shooting skyward kept emerging throughout this land of the Sword Tomb.

Seeing this, the group was secretly shocked.

Those who died here were probably all sword users, weren't they.

Xu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Indeed, there were quite a lot of sword users here.

As for why so many sword users had come here.

That was because Hun Youyan's little aunt was also a sword user.

Many people had heard that her beauty was matchless and her strength formidable.

There was even a rumor that if someone could draw the Youhun Sword from her hand.

She would willingly become that person's Dao Companion, and unconditionally at that.

Such conditions were very common on the Dalu.

Quite a few women sought Dao Companions through such conditions.

But speaking of it, no one had ever truly been able to draw Hun Youyan's little aunt's sword.

He, Xu Chen, couldn't draw it either.

But he hadn't drawn it openly—he had drawn it on the sly.

At the time, wasn't he being sliced apart over and over?

After being sliced so many times and reviving again and again, he got the chance to touch that sword.

Later he discovered that the sword's body held an extremely powerful Sword Qi.

This Sword Qi caused the blade and the scabbard to fuse perfectly together.

In other words, if one's own Sword Dao wasn't extremely strong.

Then he would be unable to dissolve this Sword Qi.

In his past life, Xu Chen did not cultivate the sword, so naturally he wouldn't possess such Sword Qi.

But he had Magic Qi.

His Magic Qi could erode all auras in the world.

Once it reached a certain level, the opponent's aura would inevitably weaken.

That was precisely its effect.

So later on, he drew the sword out.

At the time, Hun Youyan's little aunt was utterly stunned.

It was precisely because of this that he had the chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Xu Chen shook his head.

What's the point of thinking about this? Better to focus on the Sword Tomb before him.

After all, only by passing the Sword Tomb was there a chance to reach the true Soul Department.

He remembered that at this point, that little nun Hui Yuan should be making her appearance.

After all, although this was the Jian Family's territory, it was also a mass grave.

There were still many souls marked by the Buddhist Sect, glowing red all over.

Because of this, these souls could not reincarnate.

But in the original text, Hui Yuan appeared and then let these souls reincarnate.

Speaking of which, as an elite disciple of the Buddhist Sect, she really was quite kind-hearted.

She is one of the female leads most qualified to be the female lead.

He remembered that there were roughly ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine remnant souls here.

It was intentional on the Soul Department's part.

Because only this number of remnant souls could nurture the Youhun Sword of the Sword Tomb.

This thing belongs to the Department Head of the Soul Department, and also to Hun Youyan's little aunt. "Crack!"

While pondering, Xu Chen and the others saw.

Cracks began to appear above the Jian Family.

Then these cracks spread out wildly toward the surroundings like a spiderweb.

Immediately after, Xu Chen saw that beneath the ground, one rotten hand after another began to appear.

That's right, rotten.

To be precise, corpses.

They were the bodies of Martial Artists who had died, now suddenly stirring into activity.

They surged out from the ground one after another, hoarse sounds coming from their mouths.

Tattered clothes, festering skin, utterly putrid.

They looked no different from zombies and the undead...

However, the aura of these zombies was no simple matter.

The aura of every single one of these zombies had reached above Martial Emperor.

These were, Wudi Zombies. "Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone sharply drew in a cold breath.

Holy shit, Martial Emperor-level zombies?

And ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine of them?

This is a bit terrifying!

Isn't this equivalent to over ninety thousand Martial Emperors gathered together?

Thinking of this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched even more wildly.

Damn, what a grand scene this is!

A bit outrageous!

How were so many Wudi Zombies bred?

For a moment, everyone was somewhat terrified.

Xu Chen spoke: "These corpses themselves are naturally not Martial Emperors, but the souls..." Thinking of this, everyone was suddenly shocked.

Holy crap!

These auras, are they soul auras?

With that thought, they once again looked at these souls.

They immediately discovered that, sure enough, the flesh-body auras were not strong.

What was strong, were these souls.

All were Martial Emperor souls.

Luo Qianshang took a deep breath and said: "They are all Martial Emperors who came to the Soul Department and then perished.

Their flesh bodies were taken away long ago; these flesh bodies are not theirs.

But their souls were brought here to nurture the Youhun Sword. The origins of this Youhun Sword, you should probably know about, right?" Hearing this, everyone was suddenly jolted awake.

Youhun Sword?

Isn't that the personal sword of the Department Head of the Youhun Department?

Legend has it, it was forged by tempering with a hundred thousand souls.

Whether true or false is unknown.

But now, beneath the Sword Tomb there are a hundred thousand souls.

For a moment, they once again sharply drew in a cold breath.

This Department Head of the Soul Department is truly a crazy woman.

Before they came, they hadn't expected such a scene to appear. "Amitabha, having wandered the mortal world for tens of thousands of years, it's time to reincarnate." Just as everyone was shaken.

In this world, Buddhist chants suddenly rang out, ceaselessly intoning.

This voice, as if with echoes, passed through the world.

Everyone's hearts shook—who was this again?

Xu Chen looked up, Hui Yuan the little nun, that is, Qin Xinxin, had arrived.