Thousand Lanterns City, on the long corridor outside the entrance of the wooden building, Chen Mu was wrapped in bandages all over his body, his face once again swollen like a pig’s head.
"Nether Demon Heaven is just too dangerous, I’ve ended up bedridden twice in less than a year. Back on Jilong Road, I never experienced anything like this," he sighed while lying on the rocking chair.
"Luckily, it wasn’t all for nothing." Chen Mu looked towards the right side of the wooden building, where a small mountain of Three-Eyed Nether Clan corpses was piled up.
At a glance, the sight was quite shocking and indeed a bit frightening.
But the thought of the massive amount of pure spirits and Spirit Mechanisms they could provide made him unable to suppress his joy.
The Ghost Gate in human form was a bit disappointing since the Bottomless Pool digested them quite slowly. Fortunately, with the Yin Spirits taking turns supplying Divine Power, the process, though slow, could operate non-stop day and night.
"Once the Bottomless Pool has digested the Three-Eyed Nether Clan and I’ve fully recovered, I’ll immediately activate the Ghost Gate and leave Nether Demon Heaven. I’ve really had enough of this damned place!"
Just as Chen Mu was inwardly complaining, Shen Yan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly let out a sinister chuckle.
What’s gotten into this old ghost now?
Shen Yan, unconcerned by Chen Mu’s strange look, said, "Based on your description, I’m certain that the person controlling the blood hand is Lan Zhang."
"These Three-Eyed Nether Clan corpses were supposed to be his resources for strengthening the Blood Cloud."
"But now, due to an ironic twist of fate, you’ve snatched them away. His practice of the Blood God Scripture is bound to be affected. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have shown such a frustrated and flustered demeanor."
"Well done!" As he finished speaking, a satisfied smile spread across Shen Yan’s face.
"It’s a pity you didn’t manage to clean out the entire battlefield. That would have been even better."
"I’ve already gathered seventy to eighty percent. Be content with that," Chen Mu retorted with an eye roll.
Just as he was, Lan Zhang had already nearly beaten him to death. If he had tried to clean out the entire battlefield, Lan Zhang might have gotten vicious enough to turn him into a Blood God offspring. Then, even hoping for death would have been a luxury.
Thinking of the dangers he faced, Chen Mu couldn’t help but sigh.
He had simply hoped to hitch a ride, but it almost cost him his life. Truly a stroke of bad luck!
"I just don’t understand how the secure Main Camp could have disappeared just like that." Chen Mu was still somewhat annoyed in his heart.
Although he had the Ghost Gate in human form and the Spirit Mechanism of the Bottomless Pool was nearly full, it still wasn’t as safe as traveling via the Main Camp’s Ghost Gate.
With a strange smile on his face, Shen Yan said, "You’ll have to ask yourself that."
What does that have to do with me?
"Because you’re like a disaster star," Shen Yan teased with a playful expression.
"Look here, in less than a year at the Hai Character Camp, the camp fell apart."
"You spent just over half a year at the You Character Camp, and it fell apart too."
"Now, even more impressively, the Main Camp fell apart before you even got there."
"Conquering camps and capturing forts as easy as pie? Tsk, tsk! You are too amazing!" Shen Yan said, chuckling merrily.
"Nonsense! That’s all because of someone else’s plotting, and I just happened to be there at the time!"
"But why is it always you who stumbles upon these disasters?"
Chen Mu’s face darkened immediately.
I’d really like to know that myself.
…
In the days that followed, Chen Mu began to slowly heal his wounds.
Last time, he was assisted in his recovery by a large number of Heavenly Demon Spirit Seeds; this time, he had to rely on himself.
"It’s a shame I can’t go out and use the Exquisite Jade Plate; I’m going to waste quite a few White Jade Coins," Chen Mu lamented, pinching a round White Jade with a pained expression on his face. ȐἈＮȱᛒĚs
Previously, when fleeing for his life and barely resisting Lan Zhang’s blood hand, he immediately dived into Thousand Lanterns City, naturally leaving the entrance and exit at the Main Camp.
Having snatched such a large batch of cultivation resources from Lan Zhang, he didn’t believe the other party would let it go easily. Lan Zhang might even be lurking outside right now.
"Less than two thousand left," Chen Mu counted the White Jade Coins in the small wooden box with reluctance.
Seeing Shen Yan passing the doorway with a basket of groceries, he narrowed his eyes, "How about you go out and scout for Lan Zhang’s whereabouts for me?"
"Look, the Ghost Gate exploded, so Antiquity City’s Cursing Secret Technique must be useless against you now."
"Aren’t you the one who complained about how depressing it is that there’s no sunlight in Thousand Lanterns City? This is a good opportunity to go out and clear your mind."
"Besides, your Yin Divine True Form is a wind-born civet, best at hiding and concealing, just a mere Lan Zhang at that." Chen Mu said with a smile, "I have confidence in you!"
Shen Yan’s face instantly darkened.
I see you’re basically sending me to my death!
Was it just because I joked that you’re like a disaster that’s taken possession of you? You want me, a three-hundred-year-old guy, to go courting danger?
Is that necessary?
He glared fiercely at Chen Mu, his eyes wide open: "How about... I do the splits for you?"
"Tumbling isn’t out of the question either..."
Chen Mu’s face immediately broke into a smile.
...
More than twenty days later, thanks to the efforts of the Yin Spirits, the mountain of corpses that had begun to faintly stink was finally digested cleanly by the Bottomless Pool.
This was the result of Chen Mu not sparing his mana and, despite his illness, using the Minor Frost Descend Method to freeze them. Otherwise, the entire Thousand Lanterns City would have been overwhelmed with a stench.
It was unclear what the situation with the Three-Eyed Tribe in the Nether Demon Heaven was, but each one was brimming with spirit mechanism and full of essence. After complete digestion, the Bottomless Pool was suddenly bursting with spirit mechanism. With this, powering the departure of Ghost Gate from the Nether Demon Heaven was no longer a major issue. He just needed to heal his injuries, and then he could start making his way back to the Netherworld.
As for the mysterious events at the Main Camp previously, he and Shen Yan had speculated as well. They both felt it was likely due to the disturbance caused by the Blood God Scripture; otherwise, the Lan Zhang wouldn’t have appeared just by chance.
What was strange was that it seemed the Main Camp wasn’t entirely unprepared. When cleaning up the battlefield before, he noticed that while many of the Three-Eyed people had died near the damaged Ghost Gates, there wasn’t much white ash left after the death of Yin Spirits.
Moreover, of the eleven Ghost Gates that were blown up, one had disappeared without a trace, indicating that the Yin Soldiers within the camp had successfully left the Nether Demon Heaven.
"Why do I feel like the Main Camp is like a trap?" Shen Yan said with a hesitant look on his face.
Chen Mu also scratched his head, feeling that there was something more to it.
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"With that effort, I might as well get some more sleep; maybe my injuries will recover even faster."
A month passed, and while the swelling on his body had subsided, his internal injuries still healed slowly. The True Form of the Heavenly Demon also shrank inside the secret spot on his forehead and didn’t manifest, leaving him to wait for it to slowly recover.
He wasn’t in a hurry, after all, as he had already mastered the way back to the Netherworld; departing was simply a matter of time.
"It’s a great opportunity for the Yin Spirits to practice the Three Yin Phosphorus Fire Curse and the Jade Gate Curse."
"By strengthening the essence and increasing the Yin Spirit Divine Power, we can also reinforce the humanoid Ghost Gate."
"If we can get a few more Yin Soldiers awake to the Ghost Pattern and add a few more layers of the Netherworld Crossing Technique, it will be even safer to return to the Netherworld."
...
Chen Mu knew the recovery from his injuries might take a long time, but he hadn’t expected it would end up being half a year.
"The Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed is somewhat useful after all," he sighed more than once.
In front of the wooden building in Thousand Lanterns City, Chen Mu, dressed in black, with the Yang Judge Bone Shield hanging at his waist, filled with Jade Seed Inner Magical Power ready to deploy the Body Protection Aura, and the Yin Spirit Divine Power surging around him, the Qi Forbidden Hundred Miles Exotic Force flickering in and out of sight.
He checked himself from head to toe once more, ensuring all kinds of protective methods were ready to be activated at any moment. Chen Mu took a deep breath and looked ahead.
At this moment, all the Yin Spirits of Thousand Lanterns City had gathered in front of the wooden building.
Half a year had passed, and the aura of the gathered Yin Spirits had greatly increased. Apart from the leader of the banner, many old ghosts had managed to develop the Ghost Pattern, and even the old sly fox Shi De Chun had become a Yin Soldier in the past few days.
He had sensed before that this old guy had ears a bit too sharp. Now, it seemed it wasn’t just sharpness; it was more likely a genuine talent. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible to develop Divine Skills in just three or four years.
Chen Mu took another deep breath, emptying all thoughts from his mind.
With the Mountain-Carrying Scripture activated, including Shen Yan, everyone turned into a black cloud.
The Sixth Rank advanced Jade Gate Curse slowly started spinning, the humanoid Ghost Gate consisting of Yin Spirits began to activate.
An enormous amount of spirit mechanism inside the Bottomless Pool was drained in an instant, and a black curtain the size of a basketball court abruptly appeared mid-air. Then the black curtain inflated and began spinning to both sides. All of a sudden, a pitch-black massive sphere materialized in the sky.
A vague sense of perception appeared in Chen Mu’s heart.
River of Oblivion, Netherworld!
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