To eliminate evil to the utmost
up in cars. Before, Old Mrs. Shen mentioned that the Shen family would also introduce jobs to us, but we would have to give them a portion as an offering according to their rules.This is to be expecte..."I didn't know such a place existed. I, a little shrimp living in modern times, am truly uninformed."
Through the ages, great witch kings have had secret techniques passed down. Mu Wanchen is very young, but his heart and mind are full of too many things. Therefore, he is silent, but he also needs to bear the survival pressure of his clan. Jishi Mountain is the dark place of this Peach Blossom Spring, and it is not easy for people to set foot there. Now that Mu Wanchen has allowed his clan to retreat here, it shows that he is ready to fight the Dragon King with all his might.
His voice was flat, without any waves, but my heart pounded with every movement he made.
Jìsǐshān sounds very ominous, and the mountains are extremely treacherous. At first glance, it seems like a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, a place where one would be backed into a corner and have to fight a desperate battle.
This expanse of towering mountains was shrouded in a thick darkness. Ominous clouds blanketed the peaks, with flashes of lightning intermittently splitting the heavens.
And the wind here carries a chill, very inviting to the spirits.
"Why are there such special buildings here Abandoned elders wouldn't have that much labor to build houses, would they" I pressed.
"Everyone nodded slightly: 'This secret technique has been around for over two thousand years, it's impossible that it's always been peaceful. There have been many small-scale conflicts in the past. Back then, Jisi Mountain had some caves, so those fighting people built trenches and secret passages here, setting traps and mazes. Over time, this place became a death trap where you could enter but couldn't leave.'"
"Why would Na Mu Wan Chen make the people go inside" I asked, puzzled.
"Maybe he has the ability to lead the people out. I don't really understand his thoughts either, but it seems like going in is the right choice for now... The Dragon King's Corpse Puppetry is very powerful, I wonder how he managed to cultivate such a sinister magic..."
How is it made
A village I encountered abroad became a testing ground for the Dragon King.
The Dragon King ran rampant in those impoverished and isolated places. He should have been poisoning people while they were alive and refining corpses after death, using countless living people as test subjects.
"What do those gu corpses look like How powerful are they" I asked, hugging Fu Zhu's neck.
They carry both gu poison and corpse poison. After penetrating the flesh and blood, it is almost impossible to cure. Moreover, their bodies are refined through a process, becoming lean but incredibly strong. They have no heartbeat, need no breath, feel no pain or fear, making them extremely difficult for ordinary people to handle.
"How many Corpse Worms are there..."
“There were only two or three at first, don’t you remember Once, you and the Emperor's eldest son went to check on the method. At that time, a few people died from the blood gu. The piece of shroud you found in the underground palace belonged to one of them. They should have secretly visited every altar of the Five Poisons Gu Spirit…”
Most of the Gu spirits followed the Great Shaman King, only Qiuqiu disliked leaving water and stayed in the Earth Palace all year round. So when the Dragon King's eyes sent Corpse Worms into Qiuqiu's Earth Palace, they were immediately scared away.
Frowning autumn
"Was it the toad the size of a small hill It's so powerful" I asked.
"Qiu's temperament was volatile and she had hurt too many people. Mu Wanchen wouldn't let her leave freely, and she didn't like to move... Hmm There's someone ahead." Fu Zhu suddenly stopped and jumped behind a large tree.
We peeked ahead, and there stood Mount Grimdeath. Several people attempted to enter, but were stopped at the entrance.
When the men with agility jumped behind the nearby trees, we could faintly hear their arguments.
Stopped were a few kids, not too big nor small. To say they were young was true, each with a hint of youthfulness, yet each taller than I.
The soldiers fully armed and standing guard at the mouth of the pass stopped the children.
“Why won't they let us go into Mount Deathtrap” a child shouted, his voice choked with indignation.
The soldiers remained silent, their expressions unchanged. It was clear that "words were useless."
"The King of Witches knows you did this!"
"Aren't you guys wanting me to die out here, just to save on rations!"
The children's words were immature, but the soldiers ignored them completely.
What's going on Aren't these young men from the indigenous people of Mount Wuzhishan
"...Should I go out and try to reason with him" I whispered.
"As for what's going on, I don't really know," he shook his head. "It's not clear yet, you shouldn't get involved... You're looking for Mu Wanchen, right Find him and ask him about this."
"Makes sense, you're not just some old divine beast for nothing!" I exclaimed in admiration.
As we were trying to sneak past the guards at the mountain pass, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky. It nearly scared me to death — I'd never seen lightning knock down a tree before!
"Ah!!" I couldn't help but hug Fu Zhu and cried out.
Heaven and earth tremble, this is not a poetic phrase, the real heaven and earth trembling is terrifying. The sparks suddenly explode and spread rapidly, even the humid air can't resist the power of the flames.
Wildfires can start small, but if the wind picks up, they can quickly get out of control and spread rapidly.
The guards saw Fu Zhu carrying me, first stunned, then someone immediately shouted: “It’s the princess!”
"Don't worry about me, put out the fire quickly! While it's still small—" I hurriedly told them to extinguish the fire.
There weren't many soldiers. A few came over to help me put out the fire, and the other two stayed at the pass, continuing to guard the road.
"Your Highness, are you injured" a soldier ran to my side and asked.
“I’m fine, why did you stop those children Was it because there wasn’t enough food Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to bring supplies in”—I watched the extinguished embers and didn’t forget to ask about this.
The soldier hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Your Highness, those children come from difficult backgrounds..."
"Huh" I turned my gaze to look at him.
The soldier whispered, "Those children are—"
"What is it" He hadn't finished speaking when I suddenly heard a scream.
Looking back, the two soldiers guarding the pass had actually been stabbed by those boys!
Holy crap!
Those few kids glanced back at us, the malice in their eyes undisguised.
"Quick! Grab them!" Both I and the sergeant shouted in unison.
They rushed into the maze at Yamaguchi's and scattered to escape. The fog in the maze obstructed their vision, making it impossible to catch them one by one!
"What's going on! How can these kids be so dangerous!" I was shocked speechless.
"Tsk, these kids are descendants of the necromancers. Originally, no one paid them any mind, but this time the Dragon King suddenly appeared with zombie puppets, and these zombie puppets were unusually strong. Everyone suspects that the Dragon King has mastered the necromancer's secrets! So they are very prejudiced against these kids. If we let them go in together, either they will be killed or they will kill others!" The soldier anxiously blew his horn.
Wailing sounds came from the mouth, echoing across the vast expanse.
"Fu Zhu, we need to chase after them, catch one if we can! These children are too dangerous!" I urged, clutching Fu Zhu's neck.
When all things were unwilling and resisting, just wanting to shirk responsibility, the sky on the horizon began to swirl with ominous dark clouds.
What's wrong again!
>th no wonder that does not exist. Even old trees and withered vines can become spirits, so how can a corpse not become an immortal Moreover, the meaning of this word 'immortal' is different from the...