Chapter 57: Peaceful Eleven Three vs. One, Wonderful

Ji Lingche stood outside the imperial mausoleum, but did not rashly break the formation. He just watched coldly.

A cool breeze blew out from the cave entrance sadly, and she slowly frowned.

The whole thing was indescribably strange, and Ji Lingche quickly sorted out his thoughts.

If all this was a trap, then she had fallen into the scheme since she went to the capital to seek help from the Book Immortal Alliance.

Even if Su Mingmie was innocent, Chen Lumou's betrayal was certain. He used the emperor's name to send a letter to lure her to Xiaoqinglong Temple, and then led her to the imperial mausoleum. He went to such great lengths to lead her there must be something shameful hidden in the mausoleum.

The matter of demons is becoming more and more bizarre. Living people can be infected and parasitic, turning into demons, and are extremely difficult to identify before they transform.

Ji Lingche thought to herself that she had seen two types of such demons.

When the black flakes touch the skin, they will melt into the blood and transform people into spider-like monsters. Most of the victims of this infection are mortals without any cultivation.

The second type is like Chu Heng, where the demon embryo parasitizes in the golden elixir, gradually grows and develops, and finally rips open the host's belly and drills out of his body.

Such a demon has similar characteristics to the host, as if it exists in another form of life, but this kind of parasitism depends on the golden elixir, which is specifically aimed at mid- and high-level cultivators.

Ji Lingche vaguely felt that the origin of these two kinds of demons was in this imperial tomb.

This is where the dragon vein of our dynasty is located. The location is very carefully chosen. It is full of spiritual power and has a flow of yin energy, which can nourish the dead body and soul. If it is used as a location to cultivate a "demon fetus", it would be perfect.

Ji Lingche thought that with her current level of cultivation, it would be a bad idea for her to enter a place like this alone. Moreover, the enemy was in the dark while she was in the light. These people had gone to great lengths to lure her here, so they probably didn't want to just kill her.

There's definitely a bigger conspiracy.

As the east began to brighten, the sky became dimly lit and the rain began to fall for a long time.

Ji Lingche stood outside the imperial mausoleum, thinking very quickly and making a decision in an instant -

She raised her palm and struck the barrier of the imperial tomb.

The white fog suddenly dispersed, leaving a path and revealing a pitch-black cave entrance. A staircase with no end in sight extended downwards into the invisible darkness.

She looked at the eerie darkness and curled her lips. Since they had taken so much trouble to invite her here, how could she not give them face?

It is precisely because there might be a warm nest of demons underneath that she wants to go down and burn these ghost things.

Ji Lingche lowered his eyes and said in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Qu Wuji, I am going down to the imperial mausoleum."

"...Do you think we can meet again?"

There was silence, no response.

The golden pattern on her wrist kept flashing. She wanted to sense his position through it. She closed her eyes and just saw something vaguely when her consciousness was suddenly bounced out, as if the connection with him was severed.

The jade pendant hanging on her chest was terribly hot. It seemed that she must have encountered something, which pushed her spiritual power to the extreme and caused her soul to tremble.

She just felt that she couldn't breathe and her heart was in pain. Only then did she realize that she didn't want him to die so much.

She chuckled a little at herself and said, "Liar."

You keep saying that you will answer me whenever I call you.

She lowered her eyes dejectedly and thought to herself, if you die, who will I be both my enemy and my companion?

If you die, who will I go with to see the wildflowers?

She seemed to be possessed by a ghost. She tried again and again to empathize with him, but was cut off again and again, until her sea of ​​consciousness was buzzing and she was almost coughing up blood.

She was breathing heavily, feeling empty in her heart, shrouded in a sense of confusion, and indescribably sad.

After a long while, she calmed her breathing and finally said in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Qu Wuji, if you come back alive...if we all come back alive, I will-"

She paused, and finally said nothing, leaning towards the narrow entrance and walking down step by step.

The underground palace was filled with cold wind and there was no light at all. There was a creaking sound under his feet as he stepped on the corpses of the sacrificial animals. Ji Lingche's consciousness wandered out, listening to the movements around him.

She only felt that many pairs of eyes were staring at her, but she didn't see anyone. She could hear snickers and whispers in her ears, which were eerie, as if they were discussing her from head to toe, and their voices were filled with the ecstasy of watching a fish bite the bait.

The sound grew louder and louder, almost reaching the level of a commotion—

Ji Lingche shook her head violently and calmed herself down. The sound suddenly stopped and was suppressed by her consciousness. There was only silence all around, and a cold wind blew down like the howling of ghosts.

The dense and crowded sounds just now were nothing but a magic trick of the demon.

Powerful demons rarely bite monks. They will only seriously injure their sea of ​​consciousness, causing them to lose their minds, bleed from all seven orifices, and eventually die from the explosion of their sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Lingche stood there, counting the number of demons hiding in the darkness. Fortunately, there weren't many of them. He just didn't know if any of them were too difficult to deal with.

She seemed to suddenly remember something and pointed to her chest. A layer of white light suddenly unfolded in front of her eyes, then turned into white gauze, tightly covering her eyes and blocking out all light.

Thinking of Chu Heng, thinking of that disgusting beast with eyeballs all over his body, I really have to be on guard.

Her spiritual awareness was extremely strong, and she could still perceive things even with her eyes closed, but she couldn't see the specific colors and shapes. However, in this dim underground palace, it made no difference whether she had her eyes open or closed.

The underground palace was winding and complex, with many traps to prevent tomb robbers, but for monks, it was child's play. Ji Lingche only felt a crackling sound under her feet, and more and more bones appeared. She couldn't tell for a moment whether these bones were buried with the emperor or were the work of demons.

As she walked, she looked for Fu Yannian.

This guy is hiding in the dark and may stab me in the back at any time. I have to strike first. Only by killing him can I feel at ease.

What's more, there might be more than one opponent in this underground palace.

But after turning around for a long time, her spiritual sense could only detect the breath of demons, and could not sense the breath of any living person. It seemed as if there was no living person in the huge underground palace except her.

She was shocked and puzzled. She had clearly watched him enter the imperial mausoleum with her own eyes, so how could he disappear in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that there is a formation hidden here that can transport people to other places...

While she was thinking, she suddenly heard a sound. It was very far away and so soft that it was barely noticeable, but Ji Lingche heard it clearly and immediately turned into a ray of white light and went towards the sound.

She did not approach rashly, but stopped not far from the source of the sound. As soon as she stepped down, she felt something crawling under her feet. It crawled onto the surface of her shoes and was about to crawl up her trouser legs.

She could hear the sound more clearly at this moment. There seemed to be something huge lying at the source of the sound, breathing heavily and slowly, which sounded a bit like snoring.

Ji Lingche didn't know what was crawling onto her body. The thing arched up along her feet. Although she couldn't see its specific shape, it felt like a swarm of insects.

She ignored these maggot-like creatures and just held her breath and listened to the snoring coming from the distance.

The outline of that thing slowly emerged in her sea of ​​consciousness. Indistinctly, it looked like a huge worm lying there.

But it looked like a bug but it wasn't a bug. It was a demon, a ghost thing that Ji Lingche had never seen before.

Its body was covered with pustules, but upon closer inspection, the pustules were still moving, as if their eyeballs were rolling around.

Ji Lingche felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself, it’s a good thing I covered my eyes in advance.

At this moment, her sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be suddenly hit by a stick. She felt uncomfortable belatedly and even had difficulty breathing. She felt that this ghost thing was emitting evil pressure. It was not fierce, but it spread slowly and insidiously. By the time people noticed it, it had already been possessed and could only die without knowing it.

She frowned slowly, already having a guess in her mind. Could it be that this giant insect was the mother of the "demon fetus"?

Fu Yannian has been hiding and staying in this place for so many years. Is he feeding this insect queen?

Where on earth did this thing come from?!

Ji Lingche stretched out his hand, and a lightsaber suddenly appeared in his hand.

Before she could do anything, she was suddenly startled. It turned out that in the moment she was distracted, the small maggot on the ground had crawled to her waist and abdomen, and was about to head for her neck.

Ji Lingche cast a burning spell, instantly burning all the bugs on his body into ashes. Even so, he still felt indescribably nauseous.

The insect mother in the distance seemed to be pregnant with something. Her body was round, especially her abdomen, which seemed to be about to burst.

There were countless crystal clear insect eggs on the ground, and something was gestating and rolling inside. It was roughly the same thing that was parasitic in Shen Zhou's Wanjindan.

Could it be that the embryo that is parasitic in the golden elixir is this egg?

Looking at the tiny insects on the ground, some were large, some small. Some were as thick as a finger when they first hatched, but most were already palm-sized. Some were even as long as a calf, and they were showing signs of continuing to grow. There was no guarantee that these insects wouldn't eventually grow to be as big as the mother insect...

Ji Lingche was a little dazed for a moment. If this was true, the demon fetuses produced by these insects would be inexhaustible. Could she really kill them all?

Kill this one, and another will pop up...

Can the current situation really be reversed?

Is everything she does really meaningful?

But what was more intense than hesitation was anger. The killing intent instantly overwhelmed all other emotions. She swung the blue-white sword light towards the insect mother, splitting away all the retreat in her heart. The snow-white sword pointed directly at the insect mother's round belly. She wanted to see what was in the belly of this ghost thing!

But before the sword fell, she felt something was wrong. The sword's momentum was actually deflected by another sword light. The sword's momentum did not decrease, and it suddenly chopped down at her head. Ji Lingche blocked it with his sword, and there was a "clang" sound, and layers of spiritual power exploded, making the air buzz.

The sword in Ji Lingche's hand, the locust flower sword, was fragile to begin with, and it suddenly dissipated into green smoke. She took several steps back. Although she was blindfolded, she still recognized the person opposite her. She sneered, "Oh, Inspector Yin, it really is you."

She had long noticed this person's spiritual thread, but she didn't expect that she was hiding so deeply and would actually show up at this moment.

Yin Su stood coldly holding a sword, sharp and intimidating, with a tall and straight figure, like a sword. The left side of his face was covered with half a gilded gold wire mask, blocking most of his face, as if he was hiding something.

At this moment, another person slowly walked over from behind Yin Su, with a murderous look and very gloomy.

The two men standing side by side exuded an overwhelming pressure, so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out of them. It immediately made people feel creepy and want to retreat.

Ji Lingche laughed, "Inspector Yin, he was able to survive after jumping into the Immortal Execution Formation because you saved him, right?"

"Now that you've lured me down, you're afraid Fu Yannian won't be my match. Even someone as careful about their reputation as you have taken action. It seems like the relationship between you two is truly extraordinary."

The two people opposite were both very taciturn. They didn't say anything, but just glared at Ji Lingche coldly.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the entire underground palace seemed to tremble three times -

The insect mother behind the two of them slowly moved, raised her front half, which was more than ten feet long, and stood behind Yin Su and Fu Yannian. Her fat body cast a huge silhouette on the ground.

The insect mother suddenly opened her mouthparts towards Ji Lingche and made a hissing sound. When she heard the sound, her sea of ​​consciousness began to hurt again.

Ji Lingche: ...Three against one, great.