My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 847 - 517: Kill Wang Jian (Four-in-One Extra)

The moonlight cast a chilling glow over the valley, shadows looming within the mist teeming with malodorous vapors. Under the corpse soldiers' iron armor, decayed arms appeared intermittently, the sound of armor clashing against the ground littered with severed limbs. The lingering might of Sword Qi still hovered within the ravines.

The corpse soldiers wielding flags, long banners, and great halberds surrounded a bronze chariot. The expansive procession encircled Wang Jian, appearing victorious as they scoured the battlefield, the swinging blades evoking memories of ancient eras when prisoners of war were slaughtered.

Ye Liangcai parted the fog and, suppressing his fear, rode towards the chariot. Beneath him, the decaying warhorse exhaled a forest of deathly mist, but it was the tower-like figure of the escort that terrified him even more, the pitch-black armor seemed less a defense than a seal trapping the Ghost Lord within.

"Xu Zhou Daoist, we cannot find any trace of them."

Zhao Shourui, sitting atop the tiger-headed chariot, opened his eyes slowly and said, "Those must undoubtedly be White Lotus Evil People."

Ye Liangcai showed a hint of doubt and couldn't help but say, "If they are White Lotus Evil People, why would they be so foolish as to engage in combat with corpse soldiers? They hide in this valley precisely to evade our search."

"Could others have mixed in?"

Zhao Shourui's rhetorical question stumped Ye Liangcai, leaving him speechless. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The Ghost Lord Wang Jian, slightly tilting his head, seemed to glance at him, causing Ye Liangcai to shiver.

"The Daoist speaks truly."

Zhao Shourui ordered, "Continue searching. If you find them, aside from the credits at Anshan Gong, I will also offer a plaque at True Martial Mountain for the households. Not every of the one thousand seven hundred divine positions at True Martial Mountain can enjoy incense."

Ye Liangcai nodded in agreement, his eyes not only filled with fear but also excitement.

Zhao Shourui waved his hand, pointing the Peach Wood Sword, as Ghost Lord Wang Jian raised his hand likewise. In an instant, over a hundred mounted corpse soldiers scouts galloped forth, rallying around Ye Liangcai.

"Take these corpse soldiers and go search, they have yet to escape this valley."

Ye Liangcai obeyed without hesitation, quickly leading over a hundred mounted corpse soldiers scouts to search for subordinates, allocating seven or eight riders per person, scouring the burial-laden haunted valley.

Occasionally, will-o'-wisps hover overhead, remnants of human bones scalded by sun, soaked by rain, gradually seeping into the earth, then igniting, threads of will-o'-wisps like phantoms.

"White Lotus Evil People, reveal yourselves swiftly, surrender and perhaps the court's heavenly might will leave you a path to life!"

Under the moonlit night, countless soldiers searched for traces of the fleeing, any anomaly instantly swallowed by the clashing of spears and armored horses.

..............

A man with two women entered a semi-collapsed structure. In the dim light, shattered plaques could be seen scattered inside. It appeared like a neglected shrine in a deserted village, seemingly untouched for ages, cobwebs clinging to the porch posts, footprints in dust marking the floor.

The resurrected Ghost Lord, the spontaneous corpse soldiers and generals in the valley, the elusive True Martial Mountain Taoist, the lurking River God Yuan Qi, and the unseen White Lotus Sect members... all these compelled Chen Yi to temporarily withdraw, observing changes before seeking an opportune moment. A hasty move might uncover hidden blades.

Fortunately, Corpse Valley spanned vast, dozens of miles enveloped in noxious vapors, thick vegetation blanketed by cloud seas providing ample hiding spots.

Chen Yi glanced around, noticing inscriptions on the walls depicting "Mother of Non-Birth" and other words, covered in layers of dust hinting at the passage of time. The presence of White Lotus Sect traces was ubiquitous throughout Hu-Guang, including this area.

Having lived twice, Chen Yi knew the White Lotus Sect wasn't rootless; rather, in the miasma-filled, Wild God infested southern territories, it thrived as fertile ground for such syncretic cults.

Silence reigned all around, Dong Gong Ruo Shu sighed in relief, adjusting her arm around her waist. Chen Yi's embrace felt unusual to her.

Yin Tingxue glanced sideways, noticing a subtle curve on Chen Yi's waist where the honeydew rested, she too felt uncomfortable.

The Little Fox hadn't felt jealousy for a while, the bitter pang feeling unfamiliar.

Fortunately, Chen Yi let go of Dong Gong Ruo Shu in time, a flicker of bittersweetness passed, making Chen Yi appear particularly agreeable. Yin Tingxue instinctively gripped his hand tight.

"Let's go inside." Chen Yi whispered using secret transmission, gazing into the shrine's depths.

The inner danger must be eliminated, ensuring the area's safety.

Thus, Chen Yi ventured forward, his steps light, causing no sound within the shrine. He passed over fractured plaques littering the ground, delving deeper into the darkness, the surroundings now pitch black.

Underfoot, a rustling sensation arose, they looked down to find dry yellow straw, covering what seemed a vast space beneath.

After a brief hesitation, they lifted the straw and leapt inside.

The darkness was pervasive, filled with an intolerable sourness and the pungency of moss. Yin Tingxue's ears twitched as the shadows emitted a faint noise.

The three looked up, seeing a lamp light ignite amidst the shadows, facing a group of over ten men and women who raised their heads and met their gaze.

Both sides were momentarily stunned, the atmosphere seeming to freeze, growing heavy instantly.

In that brief moment, they maintained silence, neither Chen Yi nor the others hastening to speak.

Suddenly, hoofbeats sounded outside the shrine, approaching from afar, shaking dust loose, with shouted calls echoing into the underground chamber,

"Come out, all of you!"

"White Lotus Evil People, astray beyond return, a path of death awaits!"

"White Lotus Evil People, reveal yourselves swiftly, surrender and perhaps the court's heavenly might will leave you a path to life!"