Underground space.
Chen Mu floated on the surface of the water, daring neither to move nor to make a sound.
It took a while before he caught on to what the ghosts above his head meant.
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"What do you mean, yours?"
He couldn’t help but look toward Sun Wuhuan, who was continually spinning in mid-air.
Spiritual light sparkled around him, casting a white jade glow onto Chen Mu’s retinas, leaving afterimages that were almost encircling!
"Is this... you mistook me for one of your own?"
Phew...
Chen Mu instantly breathed a sigh of relief."Ji ji ji..."
Let’s go, go now, I’m leaving right this very moment!
Chen Mu, in high spirits, controlled the Five Ghosts to push him toward the other exit.
But the ghosts, the size of a basketball, didn’t seem to trust him and followed Chen Mu closely, almost like watching a thief.
It wasn’t until he reached the exit that it turned around and flew back to find Sun Wuhuan for trouble.
Chen Mu watched Sun Wuhuan, who was chaotically hacking with his flying sword.
He also glanced at the ghosts that were slowly circling around Sun Wuhuan.
"Is this... you have no way to deal with Sun Wuhuan’s flying sword for now? You’re planning to wear him down with an illusion realm?"
Chen Mu suddenly understood.
Sun Wuhuan was indeed formidable; though he hadn’t achieved Condensing Aperture, he could still fly through the air.
A sharp flying sword chased him, causing him to dart frantically in all directions.
Chen Mu looked at the small bundle of ghosts with pity.
This tough nut, you’ve got something to chew on now.
Oh...it seems I still have to give you a hand.
Well, there’s no need to thank me, haha...
Oh no!
The Crescent Blade suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The black light flickered, and like teleporting, the Crescent Blade deftly evaded the flying sword and appeared in front of Sun Wuhuan.
Bang!
The spiritual light around Sun Wuhuan shattered abruptly.
A large wound stretched from his left shoulder to his right lower abdomen. The bisected heart was clearly visible through the opened chest.
Spurt!
Like a high-pressure water faucet, bright red blood gushed out.
Under the intense pain, Sun Wuhuan, trapped within the illusion realm, gradually came back to his senses.
He looked bewildered, and as he looked down at the fatal wound that nearly split him in two, his whole body stiffened, and he fully awakened.
He immediately looked up and saw the eager ghosts right before him.
"Did this thing injure me?!"
Disaster!
I’ve got to flee!
He grabbed his heart in one hand to stop the blood spray, his eyes fixed on the ghosts, but his peripheral vision rapidly searched for the exit.
Then, at the exit, he saw a familiar face.
Three Yin Slaying Demon!
Three Yin Slaying Demon!
Two masses of densely packed, ghastly green blades buzzed out.
Boom boom boom...
The rocks at the front and back exits of the cave immediately collapsed.
Among the crumbling debris of rocks and soil, Chen Mu, smiling broadly, waved his hand.
"Good luck to you!"
Immediately, black smoke enveloped him, and with a strange howling sound, he disappeared.
Sun Wuhuan, floating in midair, felt an icy chill all over his body; his pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.
The next moment, an exotic force suddenly invaded his mind.
The clarity he had just regained was once again overrun.
...
Fifty miles away from Mist Smoke Mountain, within the towering, cloud-piercing forest, a muscular man over two meters tall, with a silver ring on his left arm, was running at high speed through the dense forest.
His movements were agile, and with each step, the soil would spurt beneath his feet, and he could leap out more than ten meters at a time.
As he leaped up and jumped down a short slope, there seemed to be an invisible force striking him, causing his body to suddenly fly sideways in mid-air.
Still in the air, he involuntarily let out a short, sharp cry, and then his entire body quickly shriveled up. He had just landed when he burst into dry fragments on the ground.
A puff of black smoke emerged from within him, then slowly became transparent, lifted a few broken leaves, shot up into the sky, and disappeared.
Similar scenes continued to unfold around Mist Smoke Mountain.
Atop Mist Smoke Mountain, at the Cloud Summit Palace, Liu Ling and Wei Donglai stood side by side.
The two remained silent, quietly observing the distant mountains shrouded in mist.
Clusters of black shadows floated through the thick fog like swarms of bees.
Around Mist Smoke Mountain, birds and beasts, villagers, and cultivators alike suffered one after another, their short, tragic screams echoing continuously.
"This forbidden spell..." Wei Donglai’s pupils shrank.
Although he was the one who arranged the forbidden spell, its fierce power still sent chills down his spine.
"The Linglong Path Secret Technique lives up to its reputation," Liu Ling said indifferently.
"That ancient, heretical path?" Wei Donglai suddenly realized.
It was rumored that the Linglong Path had countless evil secret techniques and was often involved in killing and blood sacrifices to evil spirits.
In the end, their actions incited wrath from both heaven and humans and they were eradicated by the combined efforts of several other major Dao Sects.
Linglong techniques were also scattered throughout the world by the fleeing remnants.
"There won’t be any lingering problems, will there?" Wei Donglai frowned.
"Don’t worry," Liu Ling said calmly. "With the Mountain Protection Restriction, those on the mountain are perfectly safe."
"And within a hundred miles at the foot of the mountain, those remnants of the Yanxia Sect hiding in the forests will be swept clean by the ghosts."
"By tomorrow morning, when the forbidden spell loses effect, the ghosts will automatically return to the heavens."
"The ley lines of Mist Smoke Mountain are fixed by the restrictions, not fearing disturbances from the Dual Yin-Yang Creation Forbidden Technique."
"With that, what hidden dangers could there be?"
Relieved by these words, Wei Donglai let out a sigh.
"Let’s go, follow me to Cloud Summit Palace for secluded cultivation," Liu Ling said calmly to Wei Donglai. "Once the mixed yuan qi in your hands is exhausted, we’ll plan for the other mountains."
"I shall follow Senior Sister’s orders!" Wei Donglai clasped his fist.
Suddenly, his entire body’s muscles and skin began to twist and change violently, and in an instant, he transformed from a two-meter tall burly man into a chubby youth about one seventy-five.
...
Underneath Mist Smoke Mountain.
In a freshly dug cave the size of an ordinary bedroom.
Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, smelling the earthy stench of fresh soil and observed the ground through the vision of Five Ghosts.
The occasional passing ghost creatures made his scalp tingle.
The sight of withered dead birds and animals further chilled his heart.
"This place isn’t going to be wiped out again, is it?" Chen Mu’s face turned pale.
He had just settled down in Jade Spring Mountain’s branch residence when he encountered such a calamity.
"No, it can’t be, it can’t be. There are three Condensing Aperture masters stationed on Mist Smoke Mountain," Chen Mu reassured himself.
But the ghosts scattered all over the mountain truly unsettled him.
Unable to think of anything else, Chen Mu could only sigh and shake his head.
"Just wait and see."
He sent out a single Five Ghosts Yin Spirit to drift above the ground.
The other four gathered around him, terrified that the ghosts would find them.
He hid tensely throughout the night until the sun rose the next day, and the ghosts that filled the mountains suddenly disappeared.
He stayed hidden underground until noon.
Only when the sunlight slanted to the west and streaks of light flew out of Mist Smoke Mountain did Chen Mu finally emerge from the ground.
Using Five Ghosts Pathfinding, he moved closer to the Yanxia Sect’s location.
When he saw the flow of people on the waist of Mist Smoke Mountain, Chen Mu felt surprised and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Was it Elder Liu Ling who took action and saved everyone?"
"That’s great!"
"No need to flee all over the place now."
...
At night, inside Bai Xiuwen’s bamboo building.
"Do you know what happened last night?" Chen Mu asked.
After using Five Ghosts Yin Spirit to observe all afternoon, he noticed that there didn’t seem to be any significant damage on the mountain, which was obviously not normal!
"I heard that the Mountain Protection Restriction of Jilong Road was at work. Those who stayed on the mountain were all safe," Bai Xiuwen explained.
Chen Mu instantly understood.
That was close!
If they hadn’t just completed the Mountain Protection Restriction yesterday, who knows how many on the mountain would have died!
"Last night, black light shot up into the sky, and some thought it was the birth of a Spiritual Treasure or spiritual item. Ignoring the elders’ orders, they sneaked down the mountain," Bai Xiuwen said with a shudder, shaking his head. "One by one, they all went and never returned. I’m lucky I held back, otherwise... "
He then leaned in close to Chen Mu and whispered, "I heard that our Vice Director Sun was one of them."
"Vice Director Sun didn’t come back either?" Chen Mu pretended to be shocked.
Little did he know, that man really did die at the hands of the ghost creatures.
"Greed harms people," Bai Xiuwen lamented.
It wasn’t greed that killed him, he just wanted to kill me, to eradicate me root and stem.
But...
If Sun Wuhuan was believed to have died in the chaos caused by the ghosts,
Wouldn’t I be able to continue staying peacefully in Jade Spring Mountain’s branch residence?
Good news indeed!
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