Chapter 385: Decimating the Ten Thousand Banners and Beheading Yama (Part Two)
Within the ancient city, an eerie and desolate aura permeated, as the lifeless corpses of long-deceased warriors soared through the air, hurtling towards Lu Heng in the empty void.
These lifeless corpses, devoid of soul and devoid of spiritual resonance, nevertheless, under the impetus of the life essence within the Yuz State Cauldron, unleashed a frenzied assault upon Lu Heng.
Even though billions of life essences descended from within the Green State Cauldron to protect Lu Heng, the sight of the densely scattered corpses of innate cultivators hurtling towards him still made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
In the mortal realm, innate cultivators are nearly the pinnacle figures of this realm, few and far between.
However, before my eyes lie the lifeless corpses of tens of thousands of innate cultivators… How did the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron manage to gather such a vast collection of formidable warriors' remains? How long has it truly lived?!
Lu Heng's eyes were fixated intently on the figure seated upon the throne, while the desire to unsheathe Heavenly Thunder Sword was becoming nearly unbearable.
Just at that moment, a resounding roar reminiscent of a majestic dragon echoed through the city.
"Roar!!!"
In the moment when the sound of the dragon's roar erupted, a massive golden dragon soared out from within the city, sending dozens of formidable warrior corpses flying in front of Lu Heng.
The figure of Ao Tianxing emerged in the distance.
"The Wolf God, fear not! I, Ao Tianxing, have come to aid you!"
Amidst the resplendent golden radiance and the resounding dragon's roar, as Ao Tianxing emerged from the city, one after another, golden dragons danced in the sky, and every single corpse found itself unable to approach him within a distance of six feet. They were all struck down by Ao Tianxing one by one.
Upon witnessing this scene, Lu Heng declared, "Let us first aid Lian Cangqing in breaking the formation!"
Beneath the Green State Cauldron, Lu Heng's safety is temporarily assured by it.
However, inside the ancient sword formation, the situation of Lian Cangqing grows increasingly perilous. Though the woman in the red dress remains poised amidst the countless swirling torrents of sword energy, Lu Heng can perceive that, as the battle unfolds, the disharmony between Lian Cangqing and her physical vessel becomes more pronounced.
Clearly, this stolen physical vessel is unable to truly unleash the full power of Lian Cangqing.
Furthermore, as time goes on, it may even have detrimental effects on Lian Cangqing!
As Lu Heng's words fell, the woman in the red dress within the sword formation angrily retorted, "What business is it of yours! With a flick of my hand, I can tear this wretched formation apart! I have no interest in your meddling!"
After finishing her rant, the woman in the red dress coldly addressed Ao Tianxing, who was rampantly blasting away the surrounding apparitions and flying towards her, saying, "You! If you dare to meddle any further, once I leave, I will kill you first!"
In the midst of the golden dragon's wild dance, Ao Tianxing smirked and completely disregarded Lian Cangqing's threats.
He blasted away the two nearest ghostly corpses with a palm strike and continued charging towards the ancient sword formation.
"Hehe… I, Ao Tianxing, am breaking this sword formation based on the advice of the Wolf God, not to rescue you. Don't be so delusional, woman!"
In the midst of Ao Tianxing's laughter, the figure on the throne looked puzzled and said, "So, you're a member of the dragon clan… Young one, our dragon ancestors once declared that dragons should refrain from interfering in worldly matters. Yet here you are, causing trouble. Aren't you afraid of being dragged up the dragon-slaying platform and beheaded with a sword?"
The figure on the throne looked perplexed and questioned, while Ao Tianxing smirked and replied, "Dragon ancestors and dragon-slaying platform? I, Ao Tianxing, know nothing about them!"
"In the face of the world, I stride alone across the heavens! I am Ao Tianxing! Destined to be the unrivaled powerhouse who shines in an era! This nonsense about the dragon clan you speak of has nothing to do with me!"
With a boisterous laughter, Ao Tianxing relentlessly charged towards the ancient sword formation.
However, a dense tide of powerful corpses surged forward, as one body was blasted away, immediately more corpses swooped in.
While witnessing the dazzling golden radiance on the verge of being engulfed by this ghostly tide of corpses, two streaks of escaping light suddenly appeared within the city, flying directly towards Ao Tianxing.
"Behold, the presence of King Zhennan of the Youxiong Country! Evil spirits, scatter!"
The long-hidden King Zhennan, finally emerged with his retinue, Baiyu, coming to the aid of Ao Tianxing.
It is necessary to help Ao Tianxing break through the formidable formation of the ancient sword array, and assist in freeing the red-clad woman trapped inside.
At this moment, there is no need to question which side is righteous and which side is wicked.
The shadow of the throne hidden on the altar conceals a multitude of powerful corpses, desecrating the dignity of cultivators. Even within the realm of dark cultivation, such acts are appalling and shocking to hear!
In a bold move, King Zhennan's hand was swiftly engulfed by a multitude of densely packed ghostly corpses in the very instant of its appearance.
Clearly, his presence has not escaped the notice of the figure seated upon the throne.
In the void, the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron said indifferently, "You better not flaunt with such cultivation. Isn't it better to obediently hide in a corner? Must you seek death?"
Under the onslaught of ghostly corpses, King Zhennan, who had initially displayed great might, was immediately forced to repeatedly retreat, his figure trembling.
Even with the support of Baiyu, his attendants, he nearly fell under the tide-like onslaught of these ghostly corpses.
These corpses are all the remains of ancient gods and demons, innate cultivators, or ferocious and peculiar beasts. Even though they have long been deceased, their corpses still possess formidable power.
King Zhennan, originally believed that Ao Tianxing could easily send flying one corpse after another with a mere wave of his hand, considering these corpses to be strong but incapable of harming innate cultivators.
However, now that he personally experienced it firsthand, he realized the danger inherent in it.
With his level of cultivation, even if he were to survey the entire Youxiong Country, he would still be considered exceptional.
However, despite his combined efforts with Baiyu to defend, they continuously retreated under the relentless assault of these ghostly and ghastly corpses…
Upon closer observation, there was Ao Tianxing, who was laughing heartily in the distance as he sent one corpse after another flying. There was also Lian Cangqing, the ethereal figure in red attire, effortlessly maneuvering amidst countless sword auras. And lastly, there was Lu Heng, known as the Wolf God, whose composure remained seemingly unaffected despite the most perilous circumstances.
King Zhennan couldn't help but swallow a gulp of saliva, feeling a twinge of regret rising within him.
Why is there such a vast disparity between us, despite both being in the realm of Innate?
At this moment, he was akin to an ignorant child stumbling into a true battlefield of murder. Anyone he encountered could potentially be someone he should not provoke!
On the throne, the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron shook his head indifferently, and said, "However, righteous cultivators with a sense of justice are my greatest fondness. After the two of you perish, your corpses shall be added to my treasury. In the future, I shall command under me to annihilate enemies and reap all beings."
Inside the city, King Zhennan and his follower Baiyu were already forced into the city by the tide-like swarm of ghostly and elusive corpses, attempting to navigate through the intricate terrain within the city and contend with these terrifying powerful undead beings.
However, it was evident to everyone that the two of them had fallen into a desperate situation. Without assistance, they would inevitably plunge into the realm of ruin.
Within the void, surrounded and entangled by a dense mass of corpses, Ao Tianxing couldn't help but exclaim, "The Wolf God! I must first rescue those two fools down below!"
He sent a punch that sent a towering, pale giant bull flying tens of meters away, and then proceeded to soar towards King Zhennan.
In the void, Lu Heng shook his head and said, "No need, they are unharmed."
As the voice rang out, Lu Heng looked up at the city gate.
The tightly closed enormous city gate was forcefully blasted open at this moment. The eerie, terrifying aura of death instantly surged in from outside the city, and the netherworld's chilling winds swiftly swept through the entirety of the Zhuxian Ancient City in a matter of mere moments.
Simultaneously, eerie and mysterious ghostly figures began to materialize from beyond the city gate.
The ghastly white Soul-summoning Banner, the peculiar Mourning Staff, and the bone-chilling Soul-Draining Sword… Countless faceless specters surged into the city in an instant.
And foremost among them was the duo of King Zhennan and his servant, who found themselves relentlessly pursued with no route to the heavens and no escape in the depths of the earth!
