Chapter 574 Half a Year Later
Thousands of years ago, Yezhou was a dangerous frontier land, bordering the Netherworld. It was a terrifying, barbaric state populated by half-human, half-ghost inhabitants. A full 40,000 to 50,000 miles from the present-day Lingxiao Habitat, it was a dark and gloomy place, with the dead running rampant and no living creatures seen.
Yezhou is called Yezhou because it is close to the ancient Ye City.
Of course, this closeness does not mean being adjacent, but rather a straight-line distance of less than 10,000 miles.
The unjustly dead from all over the world are drawn to the power of the ancient city and gather here. To this day, this gloomy land is also a gathering place for the unjustly dead, wronged souls, and resentful spirits.
The Seven Phoenixes flew back and landed beside Li Weiyi's ear, reporting, "We've scouted the entire 200-mile radius, and there's nothing unusual."
"good!"
Li Weiyi drew out the Yellow Dragon Sword and watched the group of undead that kept approaching Gao Gang. His figure disappeared like smoke and mist.
A moment later.
A yellow dragon sword energy a hundred feet long appeared out of thin air, like a yellow crescent moon spread flat on the ground, spreading into the ranks of the dead, ruthlessly reaping them.
"puff!"
“Chi…ah…enemy attack…”
With just one sword strike, the entire army of undead flew away.
Like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
The corpse's body was cut in half.
The sword energy spread into their bodies, and their bodies began to crackle and burn, turning into black sand.
Ghosts and other fierce, alien dead spirits either exploded or turned into flaming fireballs. Only a few powerful dead spirit commanders managed to escape with their lives and quickly escape.
Li Weiyi emerged from invisibility, appearing above the vehicle frame like a white ghost, and slashed downwards with a sword in mid-air.
Inside the black carriage frame below, the humanoid body of Marquis Mingchuan was wrapped in a wisp of black gloomy wind and shot out like an arrow.
"boom!"
The frame was shattered and debris was scattered.
A long sword-like groove appeared on the ground.
Marquis Mingchuan is one of the corpse marquises under the command of "Ghost of Wrath", one of the five ghost kings in the Seven Wrath Plains. Li Weiyi has long been eyeing him.
Li Weiyi knew very well that when acting in the depths of the Netherworld, he had to end the battle as quickly as possible. Once the Ghost King of the Ancient Ye City or the Old Yezhou City was alarmed, he would be in big trouble!
"Where are you going?"
Li Weiyi formed seals with his fingers and cast a formation of seventy-two thunder strikes.
“Boom.”
The area within a radius of several miles was covered by seventy-two lightning pillars, the ground turned into a sea of electricity, and barriers appeared around to intercept Marquis Mingchuan who was trying to escape.
There is a clear record of this in the "Record of Seven Wronged Princes" of Dongxuying.
Marquis Mingchuan was conferred the title of marquis fifteen years ago, and his cultivation strength is at the first level of the realm of immortality.
The intelligence records of Dongxu Camp are completely replaced every five years.
"It's you again! You're so bold, you sentinel! In the past few months, you've already killed three of our marquis-level masters and over a hundred dead spirit commanders. How dare you show up again?"
Marquis Mingchuan spat out a rusty ancient mace from his mouth and faced Li Weiyi's sword.
The yellow light bursting out from the sword burned its eyes so much that they hurt.
"Bang!"
Li Weiyi's strength was unparalleled, his sword swings seemingly capable of severing mountains. The ancient mace vibrated and hummed, instantly sending Marquis Mingchuan flying, his body crashing into the lightning array.
"Why don't you show up? If you don't take action now, I will die in his hands." Marquis Mingchuan shouted.
Li Weiyi's expression changed slightly as he noticed the ground shaking. He immediately took out the Purple Thunder Seal and grasped it in his left hand, activating it. Simultaneously, without slowing down, he charged towards Marquis Mingchuan once more.
“Wow!”
A turtle-backed ghost prince broke out of the ground. His body was pitch black, and only a pair of bloodshot eyes and a silver crown on his head could be seen.
It has a strong aura, far surpassing that of Marquis Mingchuan.
Obviously, he is not comparable to the first-level immortal realm martial artist.
However, just as it rushed out from the ground, it was knocked away by the Purple Thunder Seal thrown by Li Weiyi.
“Chichi!”
The Purple Sky Thunder Seal burst out with a ray of the original power of the Ten Thousand Characters Weapon, and tens of thousands of scriptures coexisted with thunder and lightning.
In addition, thunder and lightning can restrain evil spirits.
This strike instantly wounded the Turtle-backed Silver Crowned Ghost Marquis. It fell dozens of feet away, lightning coursing through its body, emitting a refining and burning sound.
Fortunately, the silver crown on its head was a precious defensive treasure that blocked most of the power of the Purple Sky Thunder Seal. Otherwise, it would have been severely damaged in just one encounter.
"Wan Zi Qi... You actually have Wan Zi Qi..." The ghost marquis with a turtle back and silver crown made a hoarse and harsh sound.
“Puff!”
On the other side, Marquis Mingchuan took three swords from Li Weiyi and had nowhere to retreat. His abdomen was pierced by a sword and he staggered back.
It roared miserably and cried shrilly.
The wound started burning when the Huanglong sword touched it.
Green karma fire gushed out from the wound in Mingchuan Hou's abdomen, and together with the corpse pill in his body, was collected by Li Weiyi into the red gourd.
Now that he had obtained the Karma Fire, he had no desire to fight any longer. He took back the Purple Thunder Seal and prepared to leave.
“Boom!”
The second Ghost Marquis, wearing a silver crown, smashed the seventy-two thunder arrays with one punch from the outside, and blocked Li Weiyi's way with whistling cold wind and frost flying blades.
It is three meters tall, with a solid body, tangible and substantial, and its skin and flesh are as hard as lead and iron.
On his fist, he wore a corrupted device, full of corrosive power.
Li Weiyi's eyes were solemn, and liquid magic power flowed in his one hundred and twenty veins. All the strength of his body gathered in his left arm, and he struck out with a palm, which collided with the fist of the three-meter-tall Silver Crown Ghost Marquis.
As a palm was struck out, a golden shadow of the divine seal appeared, as big as a palace, shocking the Ghost Marquis opposite so much that silver light burst out from the head and turned into a silver cloud to resist the defense.
"boom!"
One man and one ghost retreated at the same time.
"call!"
The Turtle-back Ghost Marquis, who was injured by the Purple Sky Thunder Seal, turned into a ball of ghost energy and crashed into Li Weiyi's back, taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, showing a combat wisdom that was not inferior to any human.
Li Weiyi's body movements were mysterious. He stepped on the void, circling and dodging.
"Bang!"
The ghost energy hit the hundred-meter-high hill, and the entire hill exploded, with bones in the soil flying all over the sky.
The ghostly cloud turned in mid-air and flew over again.
On the other side, the three-meter-tall Ghost Marquis, with a silver crown on his head, released a large number of strange scriptures, wrapping and covering Li Weiyi.
From its mouth came out a ten-mile-long river of gray fog, with countless black threads as thin as hair in the river.
The river is winding and powerful.
Li Weiyi didn't want to be entangled here, so he took out a magic talisman and placed it on his chest. Under the talisman's light, he rushed out of the encirclement of the two ghost marquises like a meteor.
The Xing character magic talisman, which was refined at the level of a Holy Spirit Mind Master, was faster than the speed of sound, and a booming sonic boom was heard.
He climbed over mountains and crossed rivers, stepped on the waves, and in an instant crossed a river of corpses that was a hundred feet thick.
Sensing the dangerous aura behind him, he saw ten-mile-long rivers of gray fog and black threads falling from different directions, covering the entire sky and earth.
At the same time, the Ghost Marquis with a turtle back and silver crown used a secret method of Yinfengdu speed similar to Taoist magic to jump over the river of corpses. He rushed out from the gray fog and stretched out a giant ghost fire claw with yellow scales on the claw.
Li Weiyi landed on the shore and turned around suddenly.
He put his hands together like an old monk bowing.
"roar!"
A three-meter-tall, flaming, angry-eyed Vajra rose up behind him, emitting deafening Buddhist sounds.
A huge figure in the form of fire illuminated both sides of the river of corpses. With a surging aura, it smashed the ghost claws into pieces with one palm.
In the gray fog, the Turtle-back Ghost Marquis was beaten so hard that he screamed and fell into the river of corpses with a splash.
The silver crown on its head was shaken off and thrown into the air.
During this period, Li Weiyi has been collecting karmic fire and practicing the fourth level of "Six Burning Karmas", "Vajra's Wrathful Eyes", and has now achieved some success.
The power of a single palm snapped the ten-mile-long river of gray fog, and all the black threads seemed to lose their strength and fell down.
“Wow!”
Waving in the air, Li Weiyi used his magic energy to collect the silver crown that was about to fall into the river of corpses, and then he ran quickly wrapped in the talisman light.
“Ouch!”
The three-foot-tall Silver Crowned Ghost Marquis rushed to the river's edge and roared, shaking the surface of the river. He watched helplessly as the firefly-like talisman light and shadow disappeared among the mountains.
It’s not that it can’t be chased, Li Weiyi has not escaped the range of its soul perception.
However, all the techniques practiced by the opponent could restrain them, from the yellow sword, lightning seal, to fire magic. What was the point in chasing after them?
The Turtleback Ghost Marquis climbed out of the River of Corpses and reached the shore. "How outrageous! These sentinel spirits of humanity have become somewhat ignorant of their own limitations. We, the Ghost City of Cave Ruins, are the masters of this vast territory. They are merely livestock, breeding for our food and soldiers. The so-called habitat is merely a place where we keep them captive."
After the soul detection on his body disappeared, Li Weiyi shattered the magic talisman, restrained his aura, disappeared into the darkness, and rushed towards the Yecheng outpost thousands of miles away.
“Chichi!”
He used the spiritual flame containing heavenly fire to refine the negative energy on the silver crown in his hand.
"This hair crown is indeed exquisitely crafted. The scriptures on it don't seem to be the work of a human weapon refiner."
Li Weiyi saw that the two silver-crowned ghost marquises were not simple, and realized that the three hunting operations during this period had attracted the attention of the dead souls in the old Yezhou city.
"It seems that I can't collect the Karma Fire for the next period of time."
The Yecheng outpost, of course, could not be located in the ancient Yecheng, but was located on the top of a majestic mountain more than a thousand miles away from Yecheng.
The mountains, like a winding dragon, lay at the edge of the Seven Wrongs Plains. Even the Lei Xiao Sect and Chan Hai Guan Wu at their peak could not cross the boundary of their habitat here.
On the top of the mountain, there are glaciers that have never melted for thousands of years and snow several feet deep. The wind is as cold as a knife and water turns into ice.
Ordinary martial artists cannot survive.
This is Li Weiyi's third month on duty!
Arriving at the edge of the outpost, Li Weiyi blew the whistle, producing a sound with a special rhythm.
The sound of the flute blends with the sound of the wind, and can only be distinguished after special training by the Sentinel Army.
“Wow!”
The formation is opened.
Tu Mian Gou, a short and fat man, came out to greet them, his round face full of smiles: "Brother Jingzhe, did you encounter any danger during your patrol?"
He was obviously a man of high cultivation who was not afraid of wind and snow, but he was still dressed very warmly, wrapped up like a ball.
"There was a little accident."
Li Weiyi walked quickly into the formation and headed towards the sentry post.
Tu Mian Gou's face changed and he hurried to catch up.
Yecheng outpost, dug into the interior of the thick glacier.
Under the copper furnace at the entrance of the cave, a fire was burning and elixir was being refined.
The young Taoist priest "Xu Daoqing" in Shaoyangwei is at the third realm of cultivation. He was born in Du'e Temple. He sat cross-legged under the copper furnace, refining the dragon soul source light, and dragon roars could be heard from his body from time to time.
Seeing Li Weiyi coming back, he opened his eyes.
"Where is Liu Ye?" Li Weiyi asked.
Tu Mian Gou said, "He went to inspect Yecheng. What happened?"
The twelve holy guards of Shaoyang Division were divided into three groups of four, each stationed at a sentry post.
Each outpost is assigned a Holy Spirit Master.
Tumian Gou is Tang Wanzhou's new recruit "Qingming". Don't be fooled by his chubby appearance, he is actually a top master among the whistle spirits of this session, and his combat power is not inferior to Chi Haohan.
Li Weiyi took out the silver crown and said, "You two are both top-tier experts who have practiced for over sixty years and are knowledgeable. Can you recognize what this is?"
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