MOF Chapter 24

Chapter 24: A Battle Startles the Living Dead; Using Blood as a Guide, Summoning Souls and Spirits…

The Yin corpse roared as it lunged towards Nangong Ci with astonishing speed. Xie Yiling, worried that Nangong Ci wouldn’t recognize Mo Linyuan and would directly take his life, quickly reminded him, “Master, this person seems to still be alive!”

Nangong Ci’s expression remained unchanged as he defended himself with Azurefall. However, the Yin corpse suddenly changed direction, rushing towards Xie Yiling, who was closer.

Xie Yiling reacted faster than anyone, running directly towards the round cauldron in the center of the secret chamber. He recognized it the moment he entered – the Boundless Cauldron used for refining Yin corpses.

The Boundless Cauldron was a vessel for refining Yin corpses and had a certain deterrent effect on each one. After all, every Yin corpse was created after having its spiritual consciousness crushed by it.

Just as Xie Yiling reached the Boundless Cauldron, a wave of bloody scent rushed into his nostrils, accompanied by a chilling aura from behind.

The Yin corpse slammed a palm towards him, but Xie Yiling dodged it. The blow landed on the Boundless Cauldron. Before Xie Yiling could catch his breath after dodging that blow, a second palm was already coming.

“Master, save me!”

The force of the palm, filled with murderous intent, came head-on. He turned his face away, barely avoiding the hand.

Xie Yiling frowned slightly. This Yin corpse didn’t seem afraid of the Boundless Cauldron?

Azurefall struck, shaking the Yin corpse’s body and sending the iron chains on the ground flying. Nangong Ci grabbed them, wrapped them around his hand, and then yanked them back forcefully.

The iron chains on the Yin corpse’s chest rattled, instantly pulling it away from Xie Yiling.

A trace of blood slowly trickled from Yan Zhan’s lips. He looked at the two people not far away with a hint of amusement, saying, “Thanks to this body born in an Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour, I was able to refine a Yin corpse king that no one has ever succeeded in creating.”

He glanced provocatively at Nangong Ci, “Didn’t you immortals claim to eradicate all evil spirits in the world? This Yin corpse king is right in front of you, so why don’t you kill it?”

Yin corpse king?! Xie Yiling was shocked. So it was a Yin corpse king, no wonder the Boundless Cauldron was useless against it.

Nangong Ci, while restraining the Yin corpse, whispered to Xie Yiling, “Go ahead first, be careful.”

He fought with the Yin corpse, which had no sense of pain or spiritual consciousness, only clumsily and repeatedly lunging at Nangong Ci.

Even though it clearly saw Nangong Ci dodging, the Yin corpse couldn’t adapt, stubbornly smashing in the fixed direction.

Although the Yin corpse had no spiritual consciousness, it possessed spiritual power. Moreover, having been refined by the Boundless Cauldron, its spiritual power was doubled, making its destructive power extremely strong. For a time, the entire cave began to shake.

“Waste.” Yan Zhan spared a glance at Lu Jinnian, who was still fighting Gu Huanzhi, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain. “I told you long ago that you were useless, truly accomplishing nothing and ruining everything! What are you still standing there for?”

He turned his head, looking at Luo Huaiji, who was trying his best not to be too conspicuous, and said, almost grinding the words out from between his teeth, “Are you waiting to die?”

Luo Huaiji quickly glanced in Xie Yiling’s direction, hesitated for a moment, but resolutely turned and left.

Not long after, he slowly retreated back into the secret chamber, a sword pressed against his chest.

The sword was as white as jade, with gold inlaid within. Once shaken, it shone with golden light.

A white figure slowly walked in from outside.

The person was dressed in white robes as white as snow, with a face that resembled Nangong Ci by three parts, but their temperament was completely different.

The former was as gentle and warm as white jade, while the latter was as cold as the winter snow.

The evil aura within Mo City had recently become extremely strong, attracting the attention of the immortal sects.

Nangong Yue, known as Young Master Yue of the Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion, had come to Mo City with several disciples. Who knew that they wouldn’t find any evil spirits along the way, but instead sensed something strange in Forget-Enchantment Mountain, and stumbled into this place by mistake.

Gu Huanzhi was facing the entrance of the secret chamber and saw Nangong Yue and his group. He was momentarily distracted, and Lu Jinnian seized the opportunity to knock the weapon out of his hand with a sword.

Po Bing took the opportunity to attack, but was stopped halfway.

A person jumped over with his sword to block this blow for him: “Third Young Master Gu, I’ll help you!”

Gu Huanzhi took a look and found that it was Si Wumian. He felt reassured, reached out and recalled Frost Guest: “Together!”

Si Wumian was first startled to see that the person he was fighting was Lu Jinnian, and then an irrepressible anger rose up.

He had always disliked this former senior brother who had betrayed the sect. Now that they met, he naturally couldn’t wait to raise his sword and rush up to kill him.

Seeing the situation was not good, Lu Jinnian retreated a few steps.

He turned around and saw that Yan Zhan had started fighting with Nangong Yue at some point, and he himself was already in danger. He simply threw down two black spherical objects in a hurry, and with a “hiss” sound, released a large amount of white smoke, quickly disappearing into it.

The white smoke dissipated, and the person was gone.

Luo Huaiji, surrounded by several Southern Return disciples, tried his best to shrink into a ball, secretly cursing Lu Jinnian as a despicable villain for not taking him with him when he escaped.

Yan Zhan’s spiritual power had long been overdrawn. If he hadn’t released the Yin corpse king earlier to distract Nangong Ci, he would probably have been beheaded long ago.

Now that he was fighting Nangong Yue, it was clear that he wouldn’t last long.

At this moment, the sound of a zither entered everyone’s ears.

Upon hearing this zither music, the Yin corpse king suddenly went mad and broke free from Nangong Ci.

It opened its mouth, revealing two sharp, snow-white fangs that had clearly been refined, and swung its neck to bite Nangong Ci.

The latter defended with his sword, and the fangs slipped off the sword’s body.

Nangong Ci raised his hand and quickly drew an extremely complex symbol in mid-air. The Yin corpse king took the opportunity to bite the hand that was holding the sword. Its teeth touched the skin, but it was unable to bite down.

The Yin corpse king gradually became manic, shaking its head, trying to break free from the control of the thing on its neck.

Xie Yiling was shocked when he saw what that thing was. Nangong Ci… actually knew how to use rune chains.

Wasn’t that his exclusive technique? When did Nangong Ci learn it?

Yan Zhan was now at the end of his road, unable to resist.

Nangong Yue and the disciples were given time to quickly cast spells and set up a formation. Five spirit swords were located at the five ends, while the remaining swords assisted from within, leaving a space in the center.

“A-Ling, quick!” Nangong Yue shouted, signaling Nangong Ci to pull the Yin corpse king closer to the formation.

Nangong Ci exerted force in his hand, pulling the Yin corpse king’s neck towards the sword formation. The Yin corpse king screamed, its voice hoarse and unpleasant, making everyone present look serious and feel pity.

They clearly recognized the Yin corpse king’s identity.

This was not only the Third Young Master of the Water-Ink Immortal Estate who had been kept alive with medicine for many years, but also a living person.

The zither music came from outside, containing a rich spiritual power, forcefully entering the chamber. The door to the secret chamber began to collapse, and stones kept peeling off the walls and falling down.

Nangong Ci pulled Xie Yiling into his protective range: “This place is not suitable for a long stay, let’s go.”

Xie Yiling turned his head and glanced at the Yin corpse king, who was temporarily trapped by the sword formation: “Master, what about him?”

“Don’t worry, we will take him out.” Nangong Yue came to the two of them at some point, “A-Ling, we’ll meet up after we get out.”

Nangong Ci pursed his lips and nodded.

Xie Yiling glanced at Nangong Yue with some trepidation and quickly followed Nangong Ci out.

The door to the secret chamber collapsed, blocking the exit, but leaving large and small gaps in other places.

Nangong Ci used the hilt of his sword to prop up the stones blocking the way and struck forcefully, creating a passage large enough for one person to pass through.

Finally, he said to Xie Yiling, “You go first.”

Xie Yiling didn’t decline at this time and directly bowed and crawled out.

Nangong Ci was relieved to see that he had safely exited, then turned and went back. Xie Yiling walked a distance, turned around, and saw no one behind him, and was immediately stunned: “Master?”

“Hahahaha!” Yan Zhan leaned against the mountain wall, letting the blood flow down his chin, “You don’t think that I’ve only refined this one Yin corpse in all these years, do you?”

Nangong Yue’s expression sank slightly, “Back then, when you slaughtered Mo City, you refined the people of Mo City into Yin corpses and drove them to attack the Water-Ink Immortal Estate, but those Yin corpses have all been exterminated by the immortal sects.”

“Naturally,” Yan Zhan said, panting with some difficulty, “Those were just the lowest-level Yin corpses, what use could they be?”

What use could they be? Those Yin corpses slaughtered ordinary people, causing a century-old immortal sect to be destroyed, and Mo Ling City, which had tens of thousands of lives, to be turned into ruins, and to this day, there is no sign of life.

And all this was done by Yan Zhan and the Yin corpses that he said “what use could they be”!

Yaoguang ruthlessly pierced into Yan Zhan’s chest, and dark red blood gushed out continuously, staining Yaoguang red.

Yan Zhan tightly grasped the blade of the sword with both hands, his eyes wide with anger, and the veins on his forehead bulging.

“You want to kill me, it’s not that easy!” Yan Zhan almost roared these words. At the same time, the Life-Ending Sword broke into the sword formation, and a sword aura scattered from the formation, shaking everyone unsteady for a moment.

Nangong Yue tried his best to steady himself and looked back. The Life-Ending Sword was surrounded by the disciples’ swords, struggling left and right but unable to break free. But in doing so, it also broke the sword formation.

The Yin corpse king left the sword formation, and without restraint, his pair of white eyes seemed to scan the crowd aimlessly.

The zither music outside the cave had not stopped, but suddenly changed its tune. The Yin corpse king’s entire body stiffened, and then became restless, and the aura on his body suddenly became terrifying.

Nangong Ci, who had returned at this time, said, “He can understand the zither music outside the cave. That person must be controlling him with the zither music. Brother, you take the others out first, leave this to me.”

Seeing his serious expression, Nangong Yue nodded and instructed, “Be careful!”

Gu Huanzhi and Si Wumian were about to step forward to capture Yan Zhan, when suddenly an iron fan flew over, interrupting the two of them.

A cloud of white smoke exploded at their feet. They quickly waved their sleeves to dissipate the smoke, but in just a few seconds, Yan Zhan had been snatched away by Luo Huaiji.

Gu Huanzhi and Si Wumian looked at each other, feeling unwilling.

“Brother,” Nangong Yue was about to bend down to leave when he heard a voice and looked back at Nangong Ci, “Please pay more attention to him.”

Nangong Yue secretly guessed that this ‘him’ should be the unfamiliar man who was previously next to Nangong Ci.

Although he had doubts in his mind, he had no time to ask more questions, so he just nodded in agreement and bent over and walked out.

Larger stones had already begun to fall from the top of the cave, leaving only Nangong Ci alone inside.

The Yin corpse king stared at Nangong Ci, and its deformed fingers began to tremble. It let out strange cries from its mouth, roaring and rushing towards Nangong Ci.

Nangong Ci picked up his sword to meet him, and Azurefall emitted a sharp white light. The tip of the sword condensed spiritual power and heavily slashed towards the iron chain on the Yin corpse king’s chest.

The Yin corpse king, with his thin but hard fingers, like black iron, clasped the sword’s body, blocking this blow. Nangong Ci cut his index finger and drew a blood rune with his fingertip blood, sticking it on the Yin corpse king’s forehead.

“Using blood as a guide, summoning souls and spirits, mantra resonance, temporarily concealing spiritual consciousness. Using the sword as the way, ascending the gates of heaven, descending into the underworld, seeking souls to gather qi, temporarilyshōu línglì, collect spiritual power.”

The blood rune suddenly lit up for a moment, and then turned into black blood characters.

The Yin corpse king, under the control of the blood rune, paused and began to move sluggishly.

Nangong Ci frowned and secretly circulated his spiritual power. Just as the Yin corpse king’s pair of white pupils were about to close, he suddenly heard the sound of the zither change abruptly, and the Yin corpse king suddenly widened its eyes.

The snow-white eyes gradually turned red, countless blood vessels filled its eyeballs, and thousands of strands floated in his eye sockets.

Nangong Ci retreated sharply, blocking the Yin corpse’s suddenly attacking claws with his sword.

The person playing the zither outside the cave to control the Yin corpse must be the person who drove the Yin corpses to attack the Water-Ink Immortal Estate back then, who was the rumored to have died long ago, Wen Liangchen.