My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 845 - 516: How Could It Be You?! (Bonus 4-in-1)

Later, as time passed and everything changed, even though True Martial Mountain remained closely connected, it couldn't escape fragmentation, splitting into the True Martial Xuanwu Sect, Langmei Sect, Sanfeng Sect, and other factions. Moreover, Yin Sword Mountain established its own school, and now only the Wudang Sect remains on True Martial Mountain.

The wind was colder than before, causing everyone in the building to shiver involuntarily,

Ye Liangcai watched as Zhao Shourui's steps became more and more urgent, initially resembling Stepping on the罡 and Treading on the Dipper, but subsequently turning into heavily layered shadows that were difficult to discern. Around the formidable body of the Ghost Lord, there were only scattered afterimages, and suddenly another "Zhao Shourui" appeared behind him.

Zhao Shourui untied his hair, bit it between his teeth, and, in a swift motion, extracted the three bronze nails filled with arcane script from the Ghost Lord's body, then plunged them into his own acupuncture points. Black blood dripped down his Daoist robe, etching deep marks into the stone tiles.

"Tianpeng Tianyou, Zhenwu Xuanming!"

Suddenly, Xu Zhou Daoist shouted sharply, heavily slapping the token in his hand onto the center of the altar.

The altar began to shake violently, and the flame abruptly turned a ghastly white, with twelve ghostly apparitions of witches in square masks appearing within the firelight.

"The Xuan Altar opens, the Yin Gate appears!" Zhao Shourui, biting his tongue, spat out a mist of blood, making the three bronze nails quiver and shoot out from his arm.

The Blood Pearl floated in the air, forming the characters "Fengdu Six Heavens Palace," and the bronze chains at the altar's corners suddenly snapped.

"The Three Pure Ones above... return the soul swiftly, as the law commands!"

Drip.

A drop of corpse blood suddenly fell, and as it touched the altar, thick black mist seeped from the seams of Wang Jian's Iron Armor. The surrounding bronze lamps shattered with a bang, and the splattered lamp oil turned into eerie green ghost flames.

Wang Jian's armor reflected Zhao Shourui's twisted visage, and the towering figure slowly stood up from the altar.

"True Martial..." From beneath the ancient face armor came a hoarse Qin Opera melody, "Tai Sha..."

As the last tremor fell, the bronze chains around the terracotta figure crumbled into powder. Engulfed in a whirlwind of Yin energy, the towering Ghost Lord, resembling a Floating Tower, slowly stood up.

...........

Dong Gong Ruoshu rolled on the ground, agilely getting up with a melon-like curve sweeping through the mist, leaving Yin Tingxue, who was usually not easily impressed, wide-eyed.

Meanwhile, Chen Yi barely had time to scrutinize, as his gaze swiftly scanned the surroundings, spotting several familiar faces led by Wei Wuque standing on a distant war chariot.

"How could it be you..."

Before Chen Yi could finish, a blazing flash of white light came rushing toward him. Dong Gong Ruoshu turned and slashed down with a knife.

The knife's sound boomed, and Chen Yi jerked his body, narrowly dodging it. He froze for a moment, his hand instinctively reaching for the Hou Kang Sword,

intending to retaliate,

when Dong Gong Ruoshu exclaimed joyfully, "Hey! It's really you!"

Chen Yi hastily held his breath, sheathing his sword, as the recoil force made his veins protrude.

Damn it, you recognize me after cutting!

Dong Gong Ruoshu sheathed her knife and hopped over, her face brimming with excitement and delight at finally encountering an old friend in the south.

Chen Yi, however, had a complex expression, his emotions a tangled mess,

having shattered mountains of corpses and seas of blood with a sword, speaking with ease, while everything turned to dust, his Daoist robe fluttering in the wind, ready to face the mastermind, only to be told that this mastermind... was Dong Gong Ruoshu?

It's as bizarre as having Great Yin be the mastermind behind the chaos in the world.

Seeing Miss Donggong wagging her hips playfully, her face displaying carefree innocence, Chen Yi seldom felt this kind of defeat.

The surrounding corpse soldiers were cleared away for several tens of feet, and the noise around gradually faded. Chen Yi pressed his head in frustration, unsure of what to say,

"How could it be you...."

As Dong Gong Ruoshu came closer, scrutinizing him for a while, making his heart feel uneasy, her question suddenly came, "Did you change your appearance?"

"Huh? Did I change my appearance?" Chen Yi pointed to himself, puzzled.

"The wanted poster made you look so ugly; I thought you were disfigured."

?

It was undoubtedly Dong Gong Ruoshu. Chen Yi exhaled deeply, mindful that Yin Tingxue was present, and with Empress An's spies watching, he decided not to argue with this silly girl, who was inherently of such nature and unchangeable.

Chen Yi glanced again, spotting a familiar silhouette, and with a furrowed brow, asked, "Why are you here?"

On the chariot, Wei Wuque was about to explain and respond.

Dong Gong Ruoshu lifted her chin and earnestly stated, "We came to help the River God kill you."

"Huh?"

Before Chen Yi could understand the situation,

Dong Gong Ruoshu lifted her chin again, thinking hard, "The Empress Dowager also instructed me to seduce you severely."

"Miss Donggong, you..."

Wei Wuque's mind raced quickly, feeling completely dumbfounded. Didn't she see that Chen Yi was still holding a sword? This killing master had already reached the Third Rank and had just broken through formations, taking the enemy's head effortlessly, yet you're exposing everything just like that?!

Wei Wuque only felt a chill in his neck, as if betrayed by a teammate, making him feel unsteady. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Yet Chen Yi was already familiar with this silly girl's nature; just a little closeness, and she would speak openly without any reserve, making one wonder if there was a hidden conspiracy behind her straightforwardness.

In his past life, he had an interest in her, but because of her naive nature, any hint was dismissed, so he ultimately shifted his focus back to Zhou Yitang, causing trouble for his master.

Chen Yi recalled her words, grasped the key points, and said, "Are you controlling these corpse hordes, and the River God you mentioned... where is it?"