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With a sigh, Liao Hua folded his fan and activated the Spirit Shield, enveloping his body with a layer of blue light, and stepped into the valley.
In the following quarter of an hour, there were actually several more cultivators who appeared, all of whom at about the Foundation Establishment Late-stage. They were either solemn or indifferent, and they all stepped into the fog one after another.
At the same time, in the depths of the valley.
Lin Xuan stood in front of a mountain wall and closed his eyes as if waiting for something.
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand. A sound transmission note flew onto the palm of his hand. Lin Xuan infused his Spiritual Sense into it, and after inspecting it, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of ridicule.
There were quite a lot of tails behind heem. It seems that both of the Righteous and Demonic Paths have made a move.
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Pursuing him so blatantly, it seemed that they thought too little of him!
In that case, he shall let them suffer some bitterness in the Yin Corpse Valley.
Lin Xuan looked around and his eyes finally landed at a cave not far away.
The Yin Corpse Valley was famous for its caves, which contained hundreds of ancient corpses.
Where did these corpses come from, and why they were piled up here were still unknown. However, it may be due to the special environment, since the underground had a Yin Vein. And under the nourishment of the rich Yin Qi, these ancient corpses all attained spirituality, resurrected, and became zombies.
Although their strength varied, the worst were equivalent to a cultivator of the Spirit Condensation Stage Fifth Layer, and the stronger ones were even comparable to cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Middle-Stage.
Fortunately, there were no mortals in the vicinity of a hundred miles, except for Spirit Pill Mountain. Therefore, although there were many zombies, it did not pose any harm.
Moreover, except for the day of the full moon every month, where the Yin Qi was the thickest, these zombies would not step out of the valley at all. Therefore, the cultivators of Spirit Pill Mountain turned a blind eye to it and did not bother clearing it for the good of the people.
The underground Yin Qi combined with the Corpse Qi of zombies formed a strange white fog in the valley. Ordinary people would be poisoned if they inhaled it. Although cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage didnât need to fear it, their Spiritual Sense would be suppressed.
However, Yueâer body was originally that of a Yin Ghost, and she also practiced a Ghost Cultivation Method. Therefore, her Spiritual Sense was not affected, and that sound transmission note just now was sent by her.
These wild spiritual zombies, unless they cultivate to the level of Corpse King, could only be active at night, hiding in dark places and staying away from sunlight during the day.
Of course, if someone alarmed them, it would be different.
A trace of murderous intent flashed across Lin Xuanâs eyes. He raised his hand, and a red beam of light shot out of his palm, heading straight into the depths of the caveâŠ
Boom!
It burst with amazing Spiritual Power, and the sound of the explosion was heard far and wide.
Immediately afterward, a pungent stench was smelled, and the zombies were awakened from their deep slumber.
Lin Xuan held a small banner on his left and waved it gently. A dark ghostly mist emerged from it, enveloping his figure, and with the Hidden Spirit Pill and the Qi Concealing Technique, it was impossible for these zombies who rely on their sense of smell to find him.
The others had no such preparation and good luck.
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After Jiang Yan had entered the valley. His Spiritual Sense was only able to explore a few feet ahead of him, so he could only use his eyes to see in front of him. This made him, who has been in the Immortal Path for such a long time, very unaccustomed to it. What made him especially uneasy, was that the bad premonition in his heart only got more intense as he went on.
And the terrain in this valley was very strange, bending right and left like a maze.
After being like a headless fly for such a long time, Jiang Yan finally decided to withdraw.
After all, no matter how eager he was to do a meritorious service, his life was still more important. He wasnât able to tell where the danger came from. In short, Jiang Yan had inexplicably felt threatened.
However, it was easy to get in and hard to get out. After walking around this maze of a valley for quite a while, Jiang Yan could no longer find his way back.
But this was nothing to a cultivator. He flashed with a blue light and was about to use the Imperial Wind Art to float.
He could just fly. This maze had no effect on him. Jiang Yan thought smugly. Then suddenly, his expression changedâŠhe couldnât fly anymoreâŠ
His face was covered with a dark cloud. He looked thoughtfully at the strange white mist in front of him, does this thing make one unable to fly?
He held his sword and was about to cast a Magic Art. Then he suddenly smelled a stench, and subconsciously hid on the side.
Boom, a huge stone in front of him was smashed into powder.
Looking back, he saw a hideous monster.
Standing upright, and looking exactly the same as a person, but as Jiang Yan took a closer look, cold sweat dripped down his back. The surface of the monsterâs head was covered with long green hair, its ten fingers were like hooks, dark and shiny, giving him a sense of palpitation.
Zombies!
There was a trace of fear in Jiang Yanâs eyes. From the appearance of the monster in front of him and the heavy Corpse Qi that it emitted, he was certain that it was not a low-level walking corpse that had just resurrected, and it should be strong enough to match a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Initial-Stage.
If it was just this, then there was nothing to fear. It would not be easy to deal with, but it wasnât necessarily that hard. However, looking at the nearly twenty zombies in front of him, Brother Jiangâs mouth showed a bitter smile
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Yet, he was not the only unlucky one.
Somewhere in the valley, Wu Yunâer was surrounded by three zombies. Although their numbers werenât large, each zombieâs cultivation base was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment Middle-Stage cultivator.
Wu Yunâer was already pale, and her fiery temperament was useless in front of these monsters. Although with her old manâs care, her cultivation base had reached the Foundation Establishment Late-stage, as the daughter of the Sect Master, she would usually just play around without fighting much!
This time, she came to Spirit Pill Mountain on a whim and with a playful mentality, not knowing that she would encounter such a danger.
She regretted it in her heart, now knowing that she shouldnât have stepped in.
At this moment, the screams of other cultivators were heard too. There were just so many zombies. Moreover, this white fog not only limited their Spiritual Sense but also restricted their flying abilities.
Translated by: James1kd2
Edited by: UnderTheMoon
