Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 67: Breakthrough
The dim, flickering light filled the entire room.
Faintly, a painful and low howl was heard, and thick black smoke with a foul odor actually gushed out from the broken head and neck of the statue.
"Sorry, my swordsmanship is not good and I cut the wrong place." Wang Chen's expression remained unchanged.
In the black air, only the flashes of the Six Paths Sword could be seen. In an instant, the statue was chopped into several pieces, but the chain remained unharmed.
The broken pieces were like burning charcoal, constantly evaporating, revealing a flawless white color, and then turned into a dry and decayed prototype in an instant.
Then, tiny sparks of dark fire suddenly ignited at the cuts of countless fragments, and the fragments slowly burned and melted.
In the black smoke, the statue transformed into a tall young man with a weird face. This was a thousand-year-old corpse king. Originally, his body was smooth without a single flaw, but now it was shattered to the ground like a puppet broken into pieces by a naughty boy.
"How dare you, you little brat!" The white, beardless head shouted angrily, his voice full of majesty, like a king. Then he howled in pain, like thousands of ghosts crying together.
Golden sparks began to ignite at the broken end of the head .
The wind was howling, and the long-burning lamp suddenly turned dark green and began to sway.
A foul odor came from the lamp panel, the smell of corpse oil used to light the lamp.
Calming his heavy breathing, Wang Chen turned his head under the dim green light. On the corridor at the door, two demons, one white and one red, were standing there.
Obviously, their appearances were even more terrifying, but Wang Chen's action of turning around and looking back with the Six Paths Sword in his hand seemed to make them tremble and stand still.
Afterwards, the two strange and terrifying red and white bodies began to burn from the feet. The invisible flames continued to devour their bodies, and finally turned into a ball of foul-smelling ashes under Wang Chen's gaze.
The corpse king's body continued to dissolve, black smoke rose, and a foul odor filled the air.
Xiaoyao naturally couldn't smell the stinky black smoke, so she stared with her eyes wide open and her mouth wide open, and asked after a long while: "Wang Chen, how do you know this guy is lying to you?" In her opinion, if the female ghost in white was trying to trick Wang Chen into drawing his sword, there would be clues to follow.
Then the demon-suppressing statue in front of us is actually a demon in disguise, which is absolutely flawless .
Wang Chen sat down with a plop. He had been trying his best since he started chasing Yin Shiyu. Now that the crisis was over, he felt exhausted both physically and mentally. However, he held the Six Paths Sword tightly in his hand. He loved it so much that he didn't want to let go for even a moment.
"Do you remember those painted slabs when we first entered this tomb?"
"I remember." Xiaoyao nodded. She remembered that the painting on the stone slab was a bit scary, and Wang Chen died in the painting. After thinking about it carefully, Xiaoyao said, "But I don't think there is any problem."
“There really isn’t anything wrong with it, but that’s actually the biggest problem.”
"Those stone tablets actually predicted the scene in which Yin Shiyu would hunt me down, so that I could prepare in advance. Don't you think that these so-called prophetic stone tablets are redundant, as if they are afraid that I will die in the tunnel?" Wang Chen continued.
"You know, in any mausoleum, the owner of the tomb does not want to be disturbed. He would like to install more traps to kill the visitors. Why would he use the prophetic mural as a warning? At that time, I thought the mural had another purpose, but in the end, I still felt that the mural was very redundant."
"It was not until I stood in front of this Corpse King just now that I realized that the tomb owner made a choice between Yin Corpse Jade and me. Yin Corpse Jade is a master of the ghost way. After the Corpse King was sealed, it is very likely that he will not be able to deal with such a master, and may even be controlled by Yin Corpse Jade with the ghost way. So he chose me and gave me information that was asymmetric with Yin Master Jade."
"Fortunately, you are really weak." Xiaoyao suddenly realized.
Wang Chen looked at Xiaoyao inexplicably, feeling a little hurt. He paused and said, "Then I saw the skeleton. There happened to be a four-character Feng Shui secret in its storage bag, which contained a record of the demon-suppressing formation."
"Originally there is no problem with this. The demon-suppressing formation is just one of several formations recorded in it. But once I read the book and was brought to the bronze coffin by the female ghost in white, what would happen?"
"You will remember the description of the demon-suppressing formation in the four-word Feng Shui secret technique." Xiao Yao clicked and the channel was revealed.
Wang Chen nodded and said, "Yes, I will remember the records in the Four-Character Feng Shui Secret Art, and then believe in the contents of the Demon Suppression Formation, and try every possible way to break the seal and release the Corpse King."
As he spoke, Wang Chen took out the four-character Feng Shui secret technique, but found that the page that recorded the demon-suppressing formation turned into a piece of yellow paper money.
He was somewhat stunned; he had never expected such a trick.
It seems that apart from the great supernatural powers of the cultivators in the world of cultivation, the various tricks of these successful demons and monsters are hard to guard against, and they are also proficient in scheming and calculations. The fact that I was able to break through this time was really due to some luck and guesswork.
"The Corpse King chose me because I am weak, but even though I am weak, it does not mean I am stupid. Therefore, his choice is also problematic, because I am too weak to have made it this far, so the Corpse Ghost was forced to show mercy many times. Think about it, since I stepped into this formation, it looks extremely dangerous, and the desperate situation is pressing at every step. Apart from letting me practice long-distance running and forcing me to come here, has it ever caused me any harm?"
"I have a good idea of my own abilities. It's impossible for a person to have such incredible luck over and over again. If I were the Corpse King, I would wait for a more suitable candidate."
After thinking for a while, Wang Chen stood up and said, "It's hard to say. Who can endure the loneliness of being bound for thousands of years? Maybe this corpse king has a more perfect trap, but he can't wait."
"I have another question." Xiao Yao said, what would have happened if you had drawn your sword in front of the white-clothed female ghost?" She now admired Wang Chen's meticulous planning, so she was very curious.
Although she was timid, she was extremely curious about what was inside the bronze coffin. This feeling of the unknown was like a cat's scratch.
"In all likelihood, nothing will happen." Wang Chen said after thinking for a moment.
"I suspect this formation is not a demon-suppressing formation at all, but a sword-raising formation. I once heard that a sword has a spirit, and it must constantly drink blood or constantly exorcise demons to become a rare divine weapon. I don't know which great man suppressed the three corpse kings here, and constantly purified the corpse kings' corpse qi to nourish the sword. Later, it is very likely that this person died, and no one knew where he kept the sword. Over the years, the corpse qi of the two corpse kings was purified and fell in the coffin. Only the corpse king with the strongest cultivation was left to control the two corpse demons to kill the cultivator's vitality and blood to linger on, while looking for a way to escape."
“I see…”
"Then what are you waiting for?" Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and she reacted very quickly, as if she had an instinct for money.
"Of course I won't wait." Wang Chen said with a smile, then walked out.
The target is naturally the other two Six Paths Swords.
Just as he took a step forward, the six swords in his hands suddenly vibrated, and the long sword covered with Sanskrit characters seemed to be stimulated by something, and instantly emitted a golden light that made it impossible to look directly at it.
The Six Paths Sword kept shaking, as if trying to break free. How could Wang Chen let go? He gritted his teeth and held it tightly.
Boom! With the Six Paths Sword as the center, a golden column of air shot straight up into the sky, piercing through the underground soil and rushing straight into the sky thousands of feet away.
"Again?" Wang Chen was shocked. This kind of commotion was like the arrival of the Tao Fruit, which could easily attract cultivators from the outside world!
“I gave it everything!”
“It took a lot of effort!”
"Could it be that we can't escape the rule that only the strong can have opportunities?!"
"Oh my god! I'm your dad! Stop right there!"
The extreme rage made Wang Chen shout at the top of his lungs, his eyes full of madness, his ancestral energy flowing wildly, pouring into the sword with Sanskrit flowing in, just like a silver-gray river rushing upstream, trying to swallow up the golden light.
The voice of sages came faintly in his ears, coming from far away, getting louder and louder, yet pleasant and ethereal, as if it seeped into every pore of his body and was imprinted in the depths of his consciousness.
Under the light, Wang Chen was stunned.
"That is a different kind of existence from ordinary spells. It is impossible for the jade slip to carry it. It is just like it is directly poured into your consciousness..."
inherited……
"I'm afraid this is what is called inheritance."
The next moment, his consciousness seemed to be immersed in another world.
