Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 1096 - 1006: Death Spirit

He did this to sow discord, causing the Pure Yang Immortal Sect and Chief Clerk Feihong to bear a grudge against each other.

In the upcoming journey, it would make it much easier for Chu Feng to deal with the Pure Yang Immortal Sect.

"Since the Zuo Ma Jun Earth Immortal wants to pretend to be innocent and act senile, I will help you recall what just happened..." Saying this, Chu Feng briefly recounted the earlier events.

After hearing, the expressions of Zuo Ma Jun and others changed dramatically, turning extremely pale.

"You little brat, stop being sarcastic here, deliberately defaming me. Just now, you were clearly blocking my way, and that's why I told you to get lost. I wasn't cursing at Chief Clerk Feihong at all."

Zuo Ma Jun hurriedly explained.

This misunderstanding had blown out of proportion.

"Heh, it turns out the Zuo Ma Jun Earth Immortal is not only good at pretending, but also at lying blatantly with open eyes!" Chu Feng sneered coldly. "Everyone present can testify for me; I wasn't walking with you at all, so how could I have blocked your way?"

There were two experts friendly with the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, who quietly transmitted to Zuo Ma Jun, confirming that what Chu Feng said was true.

Zuo Ma Jun's heart skipped a beat, seeing Chief Clerk Feihong's extremely gloomy, murderous face, continuing the argument was pointless. He could only swallow his pride. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"I know Fellow Taoist Feihong certainly won't believe what I say, but I dare to swear on my cultivation foundation that I absolutely had no intention of offending or contradicting Fellow Taoist Feihong. We most likely fell into the Illusion Spirit's technique earlier, leading to such a big misunderstanding."

Zuo Ma Jun explained a couple of sentences under duress.

However, everyone present was not affected by any illusion, only the people from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect were.

This made it somewhat hard to believe.

"Hmph, if it happens again, don't blame me for being ruthless! Get moving, and clear the way ahead!" Chief Clerk Feihong growled with a dark face, but did not pursue the matter further.

Zuo Ma Jun felt like he was granted amnesty and glared at Chu Feng with a resentful gaze.

Honestly leading the way ahead.

Everyone knew that being a pathfinder was extremely risky.

In case of danger, the pathfinder would be the first to suffer. It's like the saying goes about tall trees catching more wind.

"This is really a misfortune; I've been horribly trapped by that little brat surnamed Chu this time!" Zuo Ma Jun felt bitter inside, cautiously scouting the path ahead.

But he wasn't a good person either; big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

He directly grabbed a Supreme Sword God from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect to act as a shield in the front.

If real danger arose, the shield would definitely die first.

...

The group was groping forwards in the complex terrain of the Ancient Battlefield of Gods and Demons. Scholar Qin Jian guided the way, while Zuo Ma Jun from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect and another Supreme Sword God led the way.

After about a day's journey, the terrain ahead began to change significantly.

"Up ahead is an ancient city area, with many ancient city walls still standing. Remember, danger can come not only from any corner of the walls but also from inside the walls. If you don't want to die, you must always stay vigilant. This ancient city area is the Death Spirit Territory of the Four Great Evil Spirits. If you get injured by the evil spirits here, your lifespan will immediately be reduced."

Scholar Qin Jian pointed to the area ahead and gave a brief introduction.

Chu Feng raised his eyes to look, seeing collapsed or broken ancient walls in front. They were mostly built with giant stones.

Each of those stones weighed over ten thousand pounds.

One wonders what kind of monsters the city inhabitants of the Ancient Era were; did each of them possess divine power of over ten thousand pounds?

Chu Feng couldn't help but think of the peculiar structures of Sword Immortal City.

This ruined ancient city area was somewhat similar to Sword Immortal City. But from all signs, it seemed even older than Sword Immortal City.

Moreover, it didn't seem like a place where people lived.

It was more like a massive battlefield.

Those fallen walls should be the Ru Wall or the Yangma Wall or the like.

"Fellow Taoist Feihong, considering how dangerous it is here, could we change someone to lead the way?" Zuo Ma Jun, hearing that the area's evil spirits would reduce lifespan upon injuring someone, felt his legs shaking and his heart filled with fear.

For any Sword Cultivator, lifespan was the most core and vital thing, without exception.

It could be said that every cultivator fights with heaven for more lifespan. The ultimate goal of cultivation is to attain the same lifespan as heaven and earth, achieving immortality.

So everyone held their lifespan in high regard.

The Supreme Sword God, who was grabbed by Zuo Ma Jun to act as a shield, was trembling all over, cold sweat pouring down in waves.

"Are you trying to play tricks again? This is merely the Ancient Battlefield of Gods and Demons. Scholar Qin Jian and others have broken through countless times. What are you afraid of?"

"If you were afraid of dying, you could have completely withdrawn during the Penglai Auction. Why did you even follow along?"

Chief Clerk Feihong still held a grudge.

The guy surnamed Zuo actually dared to tell him to get lost in front of everyone. If he didn't give Zuo Ma Jun a hard time, then there must be something wrong.

Zuo Ma Jun felt his mouth drying up, petite and shivering, he dared not contradict Chief Clerk Feihong.

No choice, he had to brace himself, fearfully scouting the path ahead.

Just after passing a collapsed wall, several shadows shot out.

"It's evil spirits, be careful!"

The evil spirits in each area were different.

The evil spirits under the Death Spirit's command appeared slim and tall, more ferocious, like zombies crawling out of graves.

"Puff!"

An evil spirit charged toward the leading Supreme Sword God and fired a gray light beam.

The Supreme Sword God, who was already unfortunate being dragged as a shield, was caught off guard and screamed tragically at this sudden calamity.

A horrifying scene unfolded.

Their skin visibly wrinkled and aged quickly. This was a Supreme Sword God with a lifespan of at least over five thousand years.

For their body to undergo such drastic change.

It indicated that the lifespan reduced by that gray beam attack from the evil spirit must have been at least a thousand years.

It was ridiculously terrifying.

Even a strong Earth Immortal couldn't handle many hits like that.

"Die!"

Zuo Ma Jun made his move, controlling the Flying Sword to slash out, hitting the evil spirit.

Screeech~!

It screamed and turned into black smoke.

Everyone following behind Chu Feng felt sheer terror in their hearts. Almost everyone unveiled their best defensive methods.

No kidding, getting hit was no joke.

In the blink of an eye, the pathfinding Supreme Sword God turned from a middle-aged man into an old man, serving as an example.

No one wanted to end up like him.

"No need to be too scared, everyone. Although the evil spirits under Death Spirit's command are terrifying, reducing lifespan when they hit someone, their defense is terribly weak. They are quite easy to destroy. As long as they are spotted in time, there won't be too much danger."

Scholar Qin Jian spoke again to comfort everyone's spirits.

"Caution, two more evil spirits are coming!" Mo Yang loudly warned Zuo Ma Jun.

"Die!"

Zuo Ma Jun's eyelids twitched wildly, his face distorted with horror, without any thought, he controlled the sword to strike out.

The upheaval occurred precisely then.