Chapter Eighteen: Thousand Shadows Blood Enchantment
Tears, uncontrollable in her eyes, a deep sorrow filling her heart. As she moved forward, Xu Jie's expression was dismal, that one obvious breath disappearing, making her clearly feel that Cang Yue and Ao Xue's breath had already disappeared into the Ghost Domain. The affection of past days, at this moment turned into endless sorrow, blocking her heart.
A dark light flickered, and a tall black figure appeared in mid-air. A ghostly general with a sinister aura emerged silently, holding the Qinglong war knife, blocking Xu Jie's path.
"In the Ghost King's Castle, how dare you let a living soul run amok! Don't make me, General, stand still!" A cold shout, a long knife swept horizontally, a dark green blade aura whistled through the air, slashing towards Xu Jie.
God's color is shocked, Xu Jie immediately recovers from the pain. A glance at the green knife tip, Xu Jie's face changes slightly, and her body quickly moves away four feet, vigilantly looking at that ghost general.
"What kind of person are you, claiming to be a general? Are you the infamous Ghost Domain's First-Rank Great General?"
"Haha, you're right, I'm indeed the second-ranked Ghost Blade General among the three one-star generals of Heihe River. Now, I'll devour you, haha."
The battle knife danced, the rolling black waves split the air, accompanied by a piercing whistle, rising and falling in layers. A green light flashed by, a ten-zhang-long blade aura suddenly appeared like a thunderbolt on a clear day, chopping down from above. Xu Jie let out a loud cry, her body transformed into nine illusory shadows, nine precious swords emitting a crimson glow, forming nine sword auras around the ghostly knife, simultaneously launching an attack. In an instant, the nine glows converged from nine directions towards the center, a crimson light shield covered the sky and earth, enveloping the ghost general within.
Yin Sen let out a cold hum, the Ghostly Blade gazed at Xu Jie with a mocking gaze, and the force of the Qing Long War Knife in his hand increased by threefold. Amidst the flashing light, the green blade aura and the crimson light shield collided in mid-air, producing countless beautiful airflow, like delicate flowers, fluttering and falling. The intense impact caused Xu Jie's body to shake violently, suddenly bouncing back several meters, avoiding that overbearing slash.
A faint smile, the black shadow of the ghost knife flickered, and countless figures instantly appeared around Xu Jie, sandwiched between rolling green lights, with overbearing and powerful blades intersecting. The howling yin evil energy, containing an evil aura that devoured everything, completely formed a mysterious boundary, trapping Xu Jie inside.
Gazing coldly at the countless ghostly shadows around her, a chill burst forth from Pei Jing's clear and calm eyes. At this moment, a strong sense of hatred surged in her heart, and unintentionally, she thought of Cang Yue. Her entire body stood still in mid-air, the precious sword on her head spinning faster with the increase in her power. The dazzling light slowly rose into the dark sky, a blood-red phoenix lightly soared towards the heavens, its wings fluttering with beautiful flames, floating behind Pei Jing. Her arms suddenly spread wide, and Pei Jing's entire body transformed into a stream of red light, condensing into a sharp blade that pierced through the air, charging towards the ghostly knife.
A sinister glint flashed in the green eyes of Gui Dao, his battle knife pointing directly at Xu Jie. Two clusters of flickering ghostly flames appeared on the palms of his hands, rapidly intersecting in front of his chest, and in an instant, the two clusters merged into a single rotating ghost dragon. The ghost dragon, accompanied by a powerful aura, coiled around the Qinglong battle knife, causing it to spin wildly. Amidst the eerie howls, the battle knife emitted a chilling shriek, shooting straight at Xu Jie.
Two powerful forces collided in mid-air, producing a strong and overbearing airflow that rubbed against each other at high speed, creating an eerie and soul-stirring sound that shook the soul! Amidst a dull explosion, Gui Dao let out a startled cry, leaping back several meters, his expression slightly shaken as he stared at the blood phoenix in mid-air. Xu Jie let out a soft hum, her delicate figure shooting out from mid-air, slowly drifting towards the ground.
A strand of fresh blood spilled in the wind, carrying a faint sense of sorrow and loss. Stumbling back a few steps, Xu Jie immediately steadied herself, gazing coldly at the ghostly knife hovering in mid-air. With her long sword held across her chest, Xu Jie didn't bother to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth, instead staring indifferently at her enemy, her expression a mix of sorrow and icy calmness.
"I didn't think you'd be so simple, looks like you're quite a master in the Cultivation Realm. Unfortunately, you shouldn't have come to Ghost Domain, and even more so, Black River Interval. Here, there's only yin souls and vengeful spirits, absolutely no living soul can survive. Now, bring out your last resort, struggle with all your might, let's see how long you can hold on! Hehe!" Amidst the sinister smile, Ghost Blade launched another attack.
A powerful attack, accompanied by the devouring and eerie yin energy, crazily invaded Xujie's true yuan. In just a moment, Xujie's face turned pale, and she fell into a crisis. At this moment, she didn't show any fear, but looked back at her path with a sorrowful gaze, her eyes carrying a hint of blessing, and a faint sense of loss on her face. Perhaps in her heart, there was also a girl's dream, but at this moment, it had slowly drifted away. A soft sigh fell in her heart, a faint worry passed through the bottom of her eyes. Those few scorching gazes clearly flashed before her mind at this moment. Only then did she understand why her master sister's eyes often held a hint of joy.
When Cang Yue and Ao Xue rushed over, Xu Jie's body was like a weak willow in the wind, with beautiful blood color, dancing lightly. A loud whistle, Cang Yue's body shot out a ghostly knife, Xiao Yue's divine sword accompanied by an unparalleled golden light, conjuring up a fiery phoenix in mid-air, instantly devouring the ghostly knife. On the side, Ao Xue hastily caught Xu Jie's body, anxiously looking at the weak-breathed girl in her arms.
With great effort, she opened her eyes and looked at Ao Xue. Xu Jie's gaze suddenly flashed with a thread of surprise, and she exclaimed in a low voice: "Is that you? Then where is my Shifu sister? Is she okay? I clearly felt the disappearance of both your auras just now, how come you're all fine now?"
Aosheng's right hand pressed on her head, a large amount of true yuan rapidly entering her body to help her heal. With a faint smile, Aosheng said: "Don't worry, Cangyue and I are fine. Originally we were supposed to die, but it was Luyun who used his strong willpower and deep true yuan to rescue us from the King of Hell's hands at the last moment. Now Cangyue is avenging you, calm down and focus on your breathing exercises."
The Ghost Blade was in a crisis as it suddenly launched an attack under the moonlight. Its shadow flashed rapidly, with its true energy fluctuating at a frequency of over a thousand times per second, trying to shake off the attack from Cang Yue. Unfortunately, at this moment, Cang Yue's heart was filled with raging flames, and her every move was made with full force. In mid-air, the blood-colored phoenix radiated intense light, its earth-shattering flames burning fiercely as it wildly refined the Ghost Blade's soul.
He appeared quietly beside Ao Xue, Lu Yun glanced at the three women with a calm expression on his face. He shifted his gaze to look into the distance, where brilliant lights were flashing, and intense rays of various colors were rising and falling, clearly fighting extremely fiercely.
A faint scream echoed, and the ghost knife finally turned into a wisp of smoke under Cangyue's attack, its soul dispersing. She moved to stand beside Aoxue, gazing at her junior sister with concern, her eyes filled with worry.
"Alright, time is pressing now. Yun Feng and the others are still in a predicament, let's hurry over first. Once everyone has escaped their predicament, we can consider other matters." With a flash of his figure, Lu Yun Yu led the way, flying through the air to go ahead.
When the four of them rushed back, they saw dozens of ghost soldiers attacking Yun Feng, Zi Yang and Feng Yuanyang under the leadership of three ghostly demons and a ghost fairy. Among the three, Purple Sun True Person's whole body was dimly lit, with bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, his shadow slowing down, and he was already falling into a desperate situation. Lin Yunfeng's hair was disheveled, his face pale as death, his eyes dimly lit, barely dodging the ghost fairy's attack. The only one who was slightly better off was Feng Yuanyang, but it seemed that his true yuan would soon be exhausted and he wouldn't last much longer.
"Don't panic, let's support each other. Cang Yue and I will launch a joint attack, while Ao Xue brings Xu Jie to provide backup." Amidst the loud shout, Lu Yun's body burst forth with radiant light, an aura of destruction filling the entire sky above the royal city. With a whistling sound, the Intent Heart Soul Sword suddenly exploded into a brilliant flash of light, and the Blazing Dragon rose into the air, its massive body accompanied by rolling waves of heat, appearing in the sky above everyone.
Cang Yue quickly fell to the side of Zi Yang Zhen Ren, the divine sword spinning and tearing through the air, its powerful blade instantly annihilating the four ghostly soldiers in front of him. With a toss, Cang Yue sent Zi Yang's body to Ao Xue's side, then flashed towards Yun Feng.
Looking at the proud snow, listening to that voice which had not yet disappeared, a hint of an extremely excited smile appeared on Ziyang True Person's pale face. His gaze shifted to Lu Yun in mid-air, who was currently exchanging blows with the ghost fairy. In the sky above, the Lava Dragon Soul's massive mouth was wide open, its rolling flames sweeping across the surroundings. The sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves filled the air, as countless ghost soldiers and ghost spirits were reduced to flying ash under the dragon soul's powerful dragon flames.
At the same moment, Yun Feng and Feng Yuan Yang were both greatly invigorated. Hearing Lu Yun's voice and seeing Cang Yue's figure made the two people who had been in despair suddenly feel a surge of hope. Feng Yuan Yang swiftly pulled Yun Feng's weak body and gently placed it beside Ao Xue. With a look of surprise, he stared at Cang Yue and Lu Yun who were rapidly turning around each other. In silence, a pair of weak arms tightly grasped the two people's arms. The three people looked at each other, their eyes filled with boundless joy that sparkled like misty rain. Without saying a word, they silently gazed into the distance, their eyes filled with an unwavering determination.
With a sweep of his gaze, Lu Yun's eyes turned cruel in an instant. As he spun at high speed, Lu Yun launched the most mysterious mental attack. Taking advantage of the opportunity to move while spinning, when outsiders couldn't easily see his body's strange movements, Lu Yun suddenly raised the frequency of his mental wave to over 180,000 times, instantly shattering the thirty-six ghost soldiers around him. At the same time, the flying sword of his heart's desire, flashing with a bewitching red light and a faint aura of blood slaughter, quickly annihilated nine ghost soldiers and one ghostly specter.
Cang Yue single-handedly fought against two ghostly apparitions, the battle was extremely intense. The dazzling divine sword emitted a sacred aura that restrained evil spirits, forcing the ghostly apparitions to let out shrill cries and dodge in panic. When Cang Yue killed the second ghostly apparition, the surrounding ghostly energy dissipated, and all the ghostly wails disappeared. In the distance, Lu Yun's divine sword was pressing down on a cluster of black ghostly energy, rapidly refining that ghostly immortal.
Withdraw the dragon soul, Lu Yun returned to everyone's side and looked at them with concern. Seeing that everyone was exhausted, Lu Yun said softly: "Let's go, we'll leave here. With our current state, going deeper is equivalent to sending ourselves to death. Let's go out and find a place to rest before coming back."
A group of people, led by Lu Yun, easily crossed the mysterious boundary and left the Ghost King City. On the way, Zi Yang Zhen Ren asked about what happened to Lu Yun and the two women after entering the Ghost King City. Cang Yue briefly recounted her experience with Ao Xue, which shocked Lu Yun and the other four people greatly.
His eyes gazed at the two women, and Lu Yun remained silent for a moment, but his heart was deeply moved by their actions. That persistence, that unwavering dedication, was an emotional impact he would never forget in his lifetime, and also a spiritual reliance he could hardly repay in his lifetime.
Looking up at the sky, at this moment, Lu Yun thought of that thread of feeling before life was extinguished. That soft call, that thick attachment, in that instant, awakened the sleeping heart, and he walked back from hell.
As Lu Yun's body fell into the Soul Locking Well, a thread of soaring rage mixed with an unyielding young heart slowly sank into darkness. In the Soul Locking Well, the incredibly powerful Soul Splitting Ring frantically tore apart Lu Yun's body. The swirling airflow carried an evil aura that devoured everything, emitting a faintly eerie and terrifying laughter, ceaselessly gnawing away at Lu Yun.
Fresh blood under the powerful Soul Splitting Ring turned into a misty blood fog. Lu Yun's hands and feet cracked, his seven orifices bleeding, and his entire body fell within the blood fog. On his body, the black Ghost King Battle Armor continuously absorbed the fresh blood flowing out of Lu Yun, slowly changing its color. At the same time, as it absorbed more and more fresh blood, a faint bloody glow mixed with dark energy formed a thin light shield outside Lu Yun's body, strongly resisting the Soul Splitting Ring's overbearing aura within the Locking Soul Well.
At this time, Lu Yun's true yuan was exhausted, and under the powerful Soul Splitting Ring, blood splattered everywhere. A extremely tired thought surrounded his consciousness, countless dark auras enveloped him. Looking at the rolling black waves around him, boundless and endless, Lu Yun felt a sense of powerlessness, and a feeling of wanting to give up. However, every time he wanted to give up, there was always a strange voice in the depths of his mind encouraging him. What exactly it was, he didn't know, he could only slowly try to guess.
As Lu Yun's body continued to fall, a faint red light flickered in the dark well, which was the Heart Soul Sword. It seemed to feel Lu Yun's breath getting weaker and weaker, and the divine sword couldn't help but let out a mournful cry, softly, as if telling him something.
It was unknown how long it had been, but Lu Yun's body had completely lost all signs of life, and the blood seemed to have stopped flowing. At this moment, he looked like a dead man, with only two things still radiating light: the dark Ghost King battle armor and the Wishful Heart Soul Sword above him, quietly guarding him.
Suddenly, a flash of red light flickered below, and a strange, shrill cry filled the air. In the darkness, a bloody shadow emerged, silently watching as Lu Yun fell. A terrifying laugh echoed from its blood-stained mouth. Illuminated by the red glow, a creature with a completely blood-red body was visible, surrounded by a layer of light. The creature's shape resembled that of a human, but its face was long and narrow like a wolf's. Its eyes gleamed with an otherworldly purple-red light, emitting a cruel and bloody radiance. On top of its head, a dark red horn protruded, accompanied by the strange, crimson magic eye between its eyebrows, giving off an extremely bizarre and mysterious aura.
A blood-red glow burst forth, and a terrifying aura swept in, enveloping Lu Yun. A dark, malevolent energy emerged from the crimson light, rapidly spreading across his body, intent on devouring him whole. As Lu Yun's body was being drawn towards the eerie blood shadow under the influence of that powerful energy, it seemed as though he would be consumed at any moment. Just then, the Ghost King Battle Armor appeared to sense the danger and flashed with a dark light, unleashing a formidable defensive force that tightly protected Lu Yun's body, pulling him away from the blood shadow with all its might. Unfortunately, under the influence of that evil aura, even this effort seemed feeble.
A sword hummed and a dragon's chant was heard, as the Heart Soul Sword transformed into a flowing light, accompanied by an overwhelming aura, suddenly attacking the Blood Shadow. The Blood Shadow's left eye flashed with purple light, its right eye flashing with red light, looking at the flying Divine Sword with a cold and sinister gaze. A blood shadow suddenly appeared in front of the Divine Sword, the vertical Red Blood Demon Eye on its forehead shot out a red glow, hitting the Heart Soul Sword directly.
The divine sword shook, and was bounced back three zhangs before radiating a brilliant light once again, charging towards the blood shadow. In mid-air, countless evil laughs echoed forth, only to see the blood shadow suddenly split into two, then four, instantly splitting into over a thousand identical illusory bodies of blood shadows. These thousand blood shadows formed an extremely strange enclosed space around the divine sword, nearly a thousand bloody blades crazily attacking the divine sword's will.
The sword trembled, and the divine sword wailed. The Reclusive Sword was gradually losing its luster under the attack of the thousand blood shadows and blood evil spirits, falling into a crisis. Beside it, Blood Shadow looked at Lu Yun's body, with a hint of greed in his eyes. A triumphant laugh, Blood Shadow opened his mouth wide, and a powerful airflow swept Lu Yun's body towards his mouth. At this moment, just as Lu Yun was about to be swallowed by the blood mouth, the divine sword Reclusive Sword once again exerted its mighty power, transforming into a strong beam of light that shot straight into Blood Shadow's mouth.
A sense of crisis emerged, and Blood Shadow suddenly let out a furious roar. Not having time to swallow Lu Yun, he hastily dodged to the side. The Red Blood Demon's eyes widened as a column of blood-red light suddenly gathered, striking the Divine Sword Like Intent in an instant. A mournful cry echoed once more as the sword was knocked back and fell before Lu Yun, firmly protecting his body. As Blood Shadow approached, the Divine Sword violently trembled, and a red glow flashed out - the dragon soul that had been trapped within the sword was automatically released under its instinct to protect its master.
The red light was resplendent, and the dragon soul looked at the blood shadow, with a few threads of vigilance flashing in its eyes. In its heart, it had an instinctive fear of this mysterious thing that was smaller than its own body by countless times. It didn't understand why, but the dragon soul felt a tremble in its heart, as if the blood shadow's aura of heavenly slaughter was too intense, causing it to feel fear. However, at this moment, the dragon soul also sensed that Lu Yun's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and it knew that if he died, it would be forever trapped in this divine sword, unable to escape.
At this moment, the divine sword trembled, a sword hum sounded out, and an offensive idea appeared in Longhun's mind, which was the consciousness of the divine sword. Longhun let out a loud roar, scorching dragon flames mixed with earth-shattering flames, wildly rolling up the blood shadow monster. A shrill whistle sounded, the blood shadow's gloomy magic eyes shot out that beam of light again, and met the dragon flames head-on. The two powerful forces collided, and the intense explosion under the Soul Splitting Ring seemed somewhat weak. Longhun only felt his body shake, a surge of evil energy pressing towards his brain, making him feel extreme pain. His body flashed, and Longhun dodged the blood shadow's attack in shock, launching a guerrilla war. On the side, the Like-minded Divine Sword also mixed with strong pure yang energy, coordinating with Longhun, jointly attacking, fully guarding Lu Yun.
In the midst of extinction, Lu Yun's consciousness grew fainter and fainter, slowly drifting towards the dark end. It seemed that there was a voice calling him, telling him that he could find liberation there. Just as he accelerated his drift, wanting to attain liberation, another voice echoed in his heart once more. Lu Yun, don't go, that place is the final resting place of all departed souls, that place is hell. In this life, you still have many things left undone, have you already forgotten? You once said that this life would not be controlled by fate, but now have you forgotten?
He slightly turned his head, and Lu Yun stopped in the darkness, seemingly pondering that question. Is this life going to end like this? No! I am Lu Yun, I won't give up so easily, I will defy the heavens. Thinking of this, Lu Yun started to turn back, drifting towards where he came from. However, just as he was about to move, a powerful binding force stopped him from leaving, making his advance extremely laborious.
At this moment, Lu Yun only discovered that it was easy to die, but unfortunately, wanting to live wasn't that easy anymore, because that power was too strong. It made him, who was exhausted at this moment, unable to struggle. Feeling his body getting more and more tired, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurry, Lu Yun fell into predicament once again, his body being pulled by that powerful force towards the endless darkness.
In the Soul Locking Well, Lu Yun floated motionless in mid-air, the Ghost King armor on his body flickering with a weak light. Beside him, Long Huan and Shen Jian joined forces to attack, but they too were now trapped in a predicament. The blood shadow could easily transform into thousands of illusory bodies, its speed unmatched. Thousands of bloody lights enveloped Long Huan and Shen Jian, firmly trapping them and slowly devouring their energy.
In the midst of a mournful cry, Longhun's body shook violently. After a prolonged battle with the Blood Shadow Monster's bloody aura, Longhun's divine consciousness was severely damaged, and his breath had weakened significantly. At this moment, the Like-Minded Divine Sword suddenly emitted a low hum, and a strange wave of consciousness entered Longhun's mind, engaging in a very mysterious exchange with him. Longhun glanced at Blood Shadow, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but ultimately nodded in agreement to the divine sword's request.
Launching another attack, the dragon soul transformed into a strange energy body, like a nebula, appearing and disappearing from time to time, launching a mysterious attack. On the side, the divine sword, proud of its indestructible body, began to launch a direct attack, attracting the attention of the blood shadow. The two cooperated with each other in harmony, and for a moment, they forced the blood shadow to let out a series of shrill cries, unable to withstand the divine sword. Because the dragon soul had transformed into a strange light, hiding its true body, this made the blood shadow's attack lose its effectiveness, and it began to fall into a passive state.
In a fit of rage, the Blood Shadow suddenly flashed with a brilliant light all over its body and transformed into a cloud of blood, rapidly changing shape to launch an attack on Longyun and Shenjian. A strange blood cloud appeared, from which a dazzling red magic eye shot out a fierce and deadly blood-red glow, forcing Longyun and Shenjian to dodge desperately with all their might.
A red cloud suddenly appeared, lightly floating above Lu Yun's head, and rolled towards Lu Yun's body. At this moment, the divine sword let out a long whistle, accompanied by a powerful attack that flew back quickly. At the same time, Long Hun transformed into a bloody mist, instantly enveloping the blood shadow, merging with each other in a frenzy of slaughter. Only the sound of miserable cries could be heard, as Long Hun let out a mournful howl under the blood shadow's attack, clearly in extreme agony. However, it tightly entwined itself around the blood shadow, causing the two rays of light to be closely connected, like one entity.
Dragon soul above, divine sword as intended. At this moment, it suddenly rotated automatically, and the speed became faster and faster. With the acceleration of rotation, a red light slowly became stronger, and the entire dark Soul Locking Well, at this moment, burst out a brilliant light column. It was seen that the light column emitted from the divine sword, instantly enveloping the dragon soul and blood shadow below in it.
The blood shadow monster suddenly let out a furious roar, extremely enraged. As it roared loudly, the dragon soul's mournful cry also rose sharply, apparently the blood shadow's frenzied attack had caused it severe injury. However, although the dragon soul was in agony, it was indeed ruthless, refusing to let go even in death, tightly binding itself and the blood shadow together, slowly flying towards the suddenly appearing Like-minded Heart Soul Sword.
