When they reached the passageway, Zhang Shih-hao raised his hand to stop everyone. He frowned and stepped forward.
Six rows of Japanese officers were kneeling in the passageway. They were all kneeling on the ground with their heads slightly lowered, and each of them had a dagger stuck in his chest, which was plunged straight into his heart.
Even decades after their deaths, these people's bodies were not completely weathered, but rather highly decomposed.
"This is... the Great Blood Nether Technique?" Ye Xingchen leaned closer.
“That’s right, it’s the Great Blood Nether Technique.” Zhang Shih-hao said solemnly, “These people all had extremely strong wills when they were alive. They chanted blood incantations and plunged daggers into their own hearts.”
"In this way, their souls will be sealed inside their bodies forever. This place is where they guard, and anyone who passes by here will awaken them."
"Prepare for battle." Liu Xuesong's expression changed.
“This kind of great blood magic, once cast, will seal the soul into the body forever, never to be redeemed. The Japanese have always valued their final resting place after death, so the people guarding this place are no ordinary people. They are willing to die.” Ye Xingchen slowly raised his head and looked at the back of the passage.
"Then that's it. That must be where that general is. It seems he used the experimental results on himself when he was desperate." Wang Jin said, "I wonder what he's like now?"
"What else could it be? It'll probably turn into a monster that's neither human nor ghost. No wonder the experiment is doomed." Ye Xingchen sneered, then looked at Zhang Shihao: "You do it? I do it?"
“Come on, I am the future leader of the Xuan Yi Sect, and I will succeed as the ninety-ninth Celestial Master of Xuan Yi.” Zhang Shihao said, “How can someone of my stature make a move so easily?”
"You're such a good actor," Ye Xingchen said speechlessly, then took a few steps forward.
As he walked to the edge of the passage, the six Japanese officers in the first row slowly opened their eyes.
They mechanically raised their heads, their necks even cracking.
They have remained in this position for decades after death, their bodies decaying but not decaying.
As the officer in the first row opened his eyes, the thirty men in the next five rows also slowly opened their eyes and looked up.
Decades have passed, and even though their bodies are highly decomposed, their eyes are still intact.
His eyes, however, were deep and gradually turned red and bright.
Liu Xuesong gasped, this was the first time he had ever seen such a bizarre scene.
With a wave of his hand, he and several subordinates quickly dispersed, each taking their positions and gripping their guns tightly.
The corpses stood up, each holding a military knife, staring intently at the people before them, their bloodshot eyes radiating boundless hatred.
The Great Blood Netherworld Art, even for guardians—those who risk their lives to protect something—means that anyone who gets close must die.
Suddenly, the leader roared and charged forward, brandishing his military knife.
"Fire!" Liu Xuesong gave the order, and the guns were fired immediately.
Rat-a-tat-tat, bullets rained down, but they hit the people without having any effect.
Moreover, although these guys were already dead, they were extremely agile, skillfully dodging bullets and quickly closing in.
The leading officer leaped to his feet, raised his saber high, and delivered a powerful horizontal slash.
Liu Xuesong rolled on the spot to dodge quickly, but he felt his hands go lightly as the gun barrel in his hands had been cut off by the opponent's sword.
"What the heck? What's going on?" Liu Xuesong exclaimed in surprise.
Seeing the opponent attack again, Ye Xingchen slapped him away, scattering him completely.
"Damn, are their movements that good?" Zhang Shihao saw that the situation was not good. If these things were to rush out, they would definitely hurt people.
He held his breath and concentrated, and golden light reappeared on his body. One of the Japanese soldiers swung his sword, but it was blocked by the golden light on his body.
Ye Xingchen sought a swift victory. With a grab of his right hand, Chixiao appeared in his grasp. He unleashed a sword strike, instantly reducing the three Japanese soldiers to dust, who vanished before his eyes.
Just then, a blue and white arc of light suddenly appeared.
"He's here again?" Ye Xingchen turned around abruptly and looked behind him.
Sure enough, the powerful undead reappeared. He had been unable to break through the restrictions of the air-raid shelter before, but now that Ye Xingchen had broken the restrictions, he could enter directly.
All the fearless Japanese officers showed a hint of dread on their faces.
They were already dead, and they weren't even afraid of death. They used the Blood Nether Technique to seal their souls into their bodies, so they were practically fearless.
However, the psychological trauma inflicted on them by this spirit was so great that they still felt fear when it entered.
A beam of light, glowing with a blue hue, appeared and swiftly passed through the bodies of dozens of Japanese officers.
Each time a person passed through, the person would let out a hiss, then fall to the ground and turn into decaying dust.
"Be careful." Ye Xingchen grabbed Chi Xiao and pointed forward, a sword aura roared up, protecting everyone in the middle.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. We're all Chinese, so don't get yourself into trouble." Ye Xingchen stared at the other person.
A beam of white light surged forth, forming a huge, indifferent face.
From his face, one could vaguely discern that it belonged to a middle-aged man, but his expression was sinister and indifferent.
Although it is just a condensed phantom, it gives people an extremely cold and terrifying feeling.
This face merely glanced indifferently at the crowd, seemingly thinking that Ye Xingchen, who was carrying a sword, and Zhang Shihao, who was carrying the Demon-Slaying Talisman, were not easy to deal with. So, it turned around and rushed towards the end of the passage.
He knew that his greatest enemy was in that place.
But when he rushed to the end of the passage, he saw a bloody light appear on the wall, followed by the reappearance of an enormous symbol.
It still features the divine symbols of the Onmyoji, but these symbols are even more powerful than the two divine symbols at the entrance.
The symbol lit up, scattering him directly.
After a long while, the blue and white arc of light slowly gathered. It was still that undead. The attack just now had caused him considerable damage.
But that wasn't enough to make him vanish. He turned around, roared resentfully at the symbol at the end of the passage, then turned and disappeared without a trace.
"It seems that the secret room at the end of the passage is where Gu Qi and Kazuya live." Ye Xingchen looked at the end of the passage.
“That undead just now was aiming for the end of the passage,” Zhang Shih-hao said. “Everyone should be careful. I don’t think it will give up until it achieves its goal.”
"Let's go take a look." Ye Xingchen carried the Crimson Cloud sword, his protective aura gathering around him. He took a deep breath and walked towards the location first.
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