My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 841 - 515: Shocking Upheaval in Corpse Valley (4-in-1 Bonus)

At the critical moment, Wei Wuque also flashed out, he forcibly endured the miasma invading his body, the blade horizontally collided with the middle of the spear, the corpse general immediately let go of one hand, Dong Gong Ruoshu swiftly flipped, her hands pressing on the knife for an upper slash, the white light seemed to tear through the night, ripping open a ferocious gash on the corpse general's unarmored rib.

"Miss Donggong, you owe me a life."

Wei Wuque kicked with a big foot, to avoid the miasma burst from the corpse general hitting him, suddenly a strong wind roared by his ear, a bronze crossbow arrow flew towards him, about to shatter his skull, but saw the knife tip flick, the arrow burst mid-air and broke apart, followed by a sound like thunder, the airwave lifting his hair into disarray.

"No longer owe!"

With that, Dong Gong Ruoshu pulled the reins, driving hard.

The spies from Xique Pavilion all hurried onto the chariot, driven by the force of four corpse warhorses galloping through the valley.

The bronze war chariot shattered the ground full of bones, another chariot came head-on, the spear waving like a landslide, Wei Wuque kicked with his boot on the chariot shaft for leverage, the blade brushing past the corpse general's throat, splattering putrid fluid corroded green smoke on the banners.

Then he suddenly retreated, returning to the chariot, three crossbow arrows nailed into the spot where he had just stood, the corrupted iron arrowheads exploding into a bowl-sized pit.

The corpse general fell to the ground, the corpses in the valley let out a furious roar in unison, a bizarre howl shaking the valley and ground.

Immediately limbs and arms squeezed out from the ruined earth, sprouting up like bamboo shoots after rain, the corpses like ant swarms, countless corpse people coming from all directions, stirring a violent wind and huge waves on the ground!

Black clouds press on the city ready to crumble!

Wei Wuque's face turned even paler.

More and more of them!

"These bastards are all charging at us!"

Wei Wuque caught sight of the corpse swarms enclosing from both sides, numerous corpse generals leading corpse soldiers, like a black tide threatening to drown them, without noticing, a spear flew forth, a warhorse's head fell in response, the chariot fiercely shook and tilted, everyone's stance unstable, tumbling to the ground.

Dong Gong Ruoshu sliced through another horse's reins, in order to maintain the chariot's balance, her palm bleeding through the grip on the reins, the chariot continued to progress, but not as swiftly as before, only able to desperately rush forward.

On the brink of disaster, what should be done?

"You all better think of something, or we're all going to die!"

Everyone on the chariot looked at each other, with no leads in hand, momentarily clueless, Wei Wuque suddenly turned towards the Taoist spy.

The Taoist's voice trembled slightly: "…Just now time was limited, I only discerned the words 'Six Nations returning, greedy and insatiable, endless slaughter'... the corpse people buried here are likely Qin citizens."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but inhale sharply.

The zombified ones bring disaster wherever they go, known in folklore as zombies, or living corpses, much like wine getting more fragrant the longer it's brewed, fish getting saltier the longer it's pickled, the longer they're buried the more terrifying their strength becomes, and these corpse people buried nearly two thousand years could well be hundreds of times more fearsome than the tiger-wolf armies of two thousand years ago!

An oppressive and despairing atmosphere shrouded the chariot.

Dong Gong Ruoshu decidedly didn't think this way, for such sinister spirits, there must be a way to suppress them.

Qin citizens...

Oh, Qin citizens?!

Suddenly a method occurred to her, she turned, cupped her hands into a horn shape and shouted:

"Build the Great Wall! Build the Great Wall!"

Ka...

The sound of bone friction abruptly stopped.

The zombies ravaging the mountains suddenly stood motionless, looking at each other in confusion, then like a bomb going off, they scattered towards every direction!

"Don't leave yet! After the Great Wall there's the Epang Palace!"

The corpse tide reversed, literati zombies tearing off their robes and fleeing, military general bones throwing away helmets and armor. The most peculiar was a rotting corpse holding an abacus, running while bamboo slips clattered from its cavity, clearly the reflexive state of a former record keeper.

"Come back! After the Epang Palace there's the mausoleum of the First Emperor!"

The girl called out urgently, even chasing the zombies in reverse.

A massive expanse of darkness scattered like scared birds and beasts, plunging desperately into the pine forest, as if pursued by a terror older than death.

Wei Wuque stood motionless, dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

Finally, he could only blurt out two words: "Whoa…"

East of Corpse Valley.

Yin Tingxue saw a black mass in the distance, hurriedly tugging on Chen Yi's sleeve.

A large group of corpse people surged like the tide of the Qiantang River from west to east, massive and overwhelming, miasma engulfing everywhere they passed.

"Chen Yi," Yin Tingxue shook off the grass must from her head, her voice trembling slightly, "Have we… been discovered by someone?"

Chen Yi was also bewildered,

Golden Core Realm's concealing technique, superior-grade breath holding talismans, and wearing a full disguise of rain gear, even cleaned up footprints along the way… theoretically flawless, hidden absolutely perfectly.

Could there be a master at work?