"Chaoqun, what are you doing?"
A cold bellow boomed through the underground palace.
"Sect master!"
Ma Chaoqun turned his head stiffly and gazed into the passageway. A skinny, child-like old man in black walked into the underground palace. His face was withered like a skeleton, and he radiated with yin qi and corpse qi. He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and late Foundation Establishment at that.
He was the elder who had revived the Burial Mound mountain, the current sect master.
"Release him!"
The old man ordered. Originally, he did not take a measly Qi Practitioner seriously. If he died, then so be it. However, he could not afford to be careless with his identity as a Hawkwolf guard. The Hundred Schools of Thought were powerful right now. If a Hawkwolf guard died in his Burial Mound mountain, it would be no small matter.
Not only did Ma Chaoqun not release Yu Shukuang, but he even pushed Yu Shukuang towards the pool of blood.
Yu Shukuang widened his eyes. The pool of blood rushed towards him, and the smell of blood grew heavier and heavier. From the depths of his heart, an indescribable sense of fear rose up as if he had been stunned, immobilised.
The moment his nose approached the pool of blood, it stopped.
"You've lost your mind!"
A hand that resembled a chicken's claw grabbed Ma Chaoqun's arm firmly. The old man never thought this first disciple who had always been obedient would actually disobey his orders. He grabbed Yu Shukuang with his other hand and casually tossed him.
Yu Shukuang flew out like he was riding a cloud, colliding heavily against the walls of the underground palace. As if he had just been pardoned, he stared at the pool of blood Just Now as if he was about to be sucked into another world.
Just when the old man wanted to properly teach this disciple a lesson, he suddenly felt that something was off with the pool of blood. The smell of blood was nothing to him. He could not smell it at all. He had seen plenty of corpses and seas of blood.
The Burial Mound mountain was used to refine blood corpses. It was horrifying in the eyes of mortals, but it was nothing special to him. However, the pool of blood was slightly different as if something was hidden below. He tried sending his soul sense into it, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"This is … How dare you! No wonder your cultivation has progressed so quickly! "
Before Ma Chaoqun could reply, he sent a palm strike towards Ma Chaoqun's head. In his surprise and anger, he actually showed no mercy. He wanted to kill the first disciple of the Burial Mound mountain on the spot.
There was a world of difference between a mere tenth layer Qi Practitioner and a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. Ma Chaoqun had no time to react at all. They could only accept their fate and wait for death.
But his expression was one of mockery, without a hint of fear.
Hua!
The thick and stagnant blood pool suddenly surged with huge waves. A withered giant hand reached out and grabbed the old man as if it was grabbing a bug. His bones shattered like firecrackers before shrinking back into the blood pool.
The blood pool surged a few times before it quickly calmed down.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. A late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Just like that, he disappeared without a trace. Not to mention struggling to counterattack, he didn't even have the chance to let out a scream.
"Thank you for saving me, sir!" Ma Chaoqun knelt on one knee and stood up, about to chase after Yu Shukuang.
"There's no need to chase! Tell him to lure more people over. We need more corpses. "A dry and hoarse voice came from the blood pool.
"I'll gather all the disciples now." A fierce look flashed across Ma Chaoqun's eyes.
"These three years. Thank you. You didn't let me down, and I won't let you down either. "
"Yes." Ma Chaoqun was overjoyed. Ever since he heard the voice, he had never stopped working hard. He had finally seen the light.
When the old man tossed Yu Shukuang out, he immediately fled for his life. Only when he left the underground palace did he look back and discover that Ma Chaoqun had not caught up to him. Had he been killed by the old man? However, he was afraid to go back and check.
No, I have to report this to the Hawkwolf Guard!
… …
Without much effort, Li Qingshan found a few cultivation methods for both water and fire in the library of the Hundred Schools of Thought. As expected, they explained in detail how to fuse water and fire, or even how to complement each other. This was the most difficult part.
After reading for a while, Li Qingshan opened his palm, and a thin, azure stream of water rose up, coiling around a spirit turtle. At the same time, a tiny ball of fire lit up, dancing around like a phoenix.
Under his control, water and fire collided, clashing intensely like two mortal enemies. The water wanted to extinguish the fire, while the fire wanted to burn away the water. How could water and fire fuse together? In the end, the water prevailed, suppressing the fire. However, the fire was only temporarily subdued. Once it had the opportunity, it would rise up and fight back.
There were no signs of fusion at all. Li Qingshan shook his head and dismissed the water and fire before returning the book. The effects of what was recorded in these books were very limited. Balancing regular water and fire was easy, but whether it be the spirit turtle or the phoenix, they were both the embodiment of the purest water and fire spirits.
Because of their purity and power, water and fire became more and more incompatible with one another.
"Commander, you're here!" Hwa Seung-zan strode over and appeared between two bookshelves.
"What's happened?" Li Qingshan turned around and asked. Normally, Hwa Seung-zan would never refer to him as commander.
"One of our Hawkwolf guards, Yu Zijian's father, has run into trouble."
"Oh? What trouble? "
"I'll tell you as we go."
With Li Qingshan leading the way, Hwa Seung-zan glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He discovered that the cultivation method Li Qingshan was reading was called the Drills of Water and Fire. Afterwards, he looked away.
"Doesn't he already have the Arts of the Boundless Ocean? What's he reading a third-rate cultivation method that can only be practised to Foundation Establishment at most? "
"What are you thinking about?" Li Qingshan patted Hwa Seung-zan's shoulder. Hwa Seung-zan raised his head and looked at the clear pupils. His heart shivered, and he shook his head. "Nothing."
The two of them arrived at the Hawkwolf Guard together and saw Yu Shukuang. After listening to his explanation, Li Qingshan nodded. "It really is a little strange. Let's go take a look …"
He paused, as he suddenly sensed a sense of danger. He could not help but feel confused. With his current cultivation, he could even leave easily if he faced a Golden Core Daemon Commander. Just what would he run into on this trip that would actually be dangerous?
However, he was an old acquaintance of Yu Shukuang's, and it was related to Zijian's mother. As a Scarlet Hawk commander, Li Qingshan could not just turn a blind eye to someone attempting to murder a Hawkwolf Guard, whether it was out of love or reason.
Of course, this was a sense of danger, and it was not particularly strong. He just had to be careful. If it were a sense of danger where he had a slim chance of survival, he would not rush to his death. It was a pity that Little Ann was currently refining old man Wen's remains and soul, or it would be even safer.
Li Qingshan, Hwa Seung-zan, and Yu Shukuang arrived at the outskirts of Burial Mound mountain together, gazing at the gloomy mountain from afar.
Yu Shukuang pointed out the rough location, and Li Qingshan said, "Old Yu, you stay here!"
"Yes, commander!"
Hwa Seung-zan said, "What, do you feel there's danger?"
"There's no harm in being prepared. Just be careful!" Li Qingshan smiled. He drew the Heavy Water sword and slung it over his shoulder. "Let's hope we see the sect master of Burial Mound mountain bringing his traitorous disciple Ma Chaoqun to apologise to us as soon as we enter!"
The sense of danger from the spirit turtle had already completely eliminated this possibility.
The two of them arrived at the entrance, and Hwa Seung-zan suddenly asked, "Qingshan, are you very familiar with Yu Shukuang?"
The sense of familiarity was difficult to disguise. In particular, when he mentioned Zijian's mother, Li Qingshan was not curious about the grievances between them, and Yu Shukuang did not go into detail either. He felt like he knew the inside story. However, they should not have had much contact with each other.
"We've met a few times, so let's knock on the door!" Li Qingshan changed the topic, but he thought of a saying, You can fool everyone for a moment, or you can fool everyone forever, but you can't fool everyone forever.
In particular, it was extremely difficult to fool a person with sharp senses and diligent thinking.
Hwa Seung-zan called out a few times and stated his intentions. The mist on Burial Mound mountain was heavy. There was no reply at all.
The two of them glanced at one another and took a step forward. They passed through the formation with ease and entered Burial Mound mountain.
There were no sneak attacks or ambushes like they had imagined. The surroundings were silent.
Chilly winds whistled, and the stars and moon dimmed. There was not a single person on the mountain. Even the zombies that roamed about everywhere had vanished. They could not sense any auras at all.
This situation was even stranger than a hundred thousand Corpse Soldiers encircling them. Where had all the disciples of Burial Mound mountain gone?
Hwa Seung-zan joked, "Commander, I want to go home."
Li Qingshan patted Hwa Seung-zan's shoulder with a smile. "Don't be afraid. We'll leave after a glance."
Following the direction that Yu Shukuang had indicated, the two of them arrived at the entrance to the underground palace. The wind whistled through the passageway like the wails of ghosts.
Even without the sense of danger from the spirit turtle, Li Qingshan knew this was not a good place. He said to Hwa Seung-zan, "Wait here. I'll go in and take a look!"
Hwa Seung-zan smiled. "If I'm alone, I'll be afraid!"
The corner of Li Qingshan's lips curled. "Then follow behind me!"
The two of them passed through the passageway one after another and arrived in the underground palace.
"Oi, Ma Chaoqun, get your ass over here and die!"
Li Qingshan frowned. The smell of the pool of blood was far too pungent, and it made the sense of danger much stronger. He saw the crystal coffin above the pool of blood with a single glance, as well as the woman who resembled Yu Zijian slightly.
Ma Chaoqun, whose appearance had changed drastically, stood behind the crystal coffin. He stared at the person in the coffin with an extremely deep gaze. He raised his head and stared at them coldly.
"Another two have come!"
Hum, hum, hum. A series of mechanisms were activated, and there was the sound of rubbing rocks. Stone doors fell down, sealing off the passageway. Inscriptions appeared on them. Clearly, they could not be destroyed so easily.
"There's something wrong with the pool of blood." Hwa Seung-zan studied the inscriptions carved around the pool of blood. He found them to be extremely familiar, as if he had seen them in a book before. He tried to send his soul sense into them, and his expression changed drastically.
"Oh no, Qingshan, destroy the pool of blood!"
As Hwa Seung-zan said that, he threw out three scarlet talismans with a wave of his hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The scarlet talismans exploded into three scarlet fireballs, rapidly expanding in the air. Li Qingshan could sense the great power hidden within them. Let alone a tiny pool of blood, even a city would be flattened.
Talismans with such power were extremely rare. They were usually reserved for life-saving purposes. Hwa Seung-zan had used three of them in a single go. If they exploded in the underground palace, they might even threaten him. However, at this moment, he had nothing to worry about.
Although Li Qingshan had no idea what Hwa Seung-zan was worried about, he believed in his judgement. He swung out, and the Heavy Water sword that had already been a huge sword suddenly expanded to ten times its original size. It swung down viciously like it could destroy everything.
It enveloped Ma Chaoqun, the crystal coffin, and even the pool of blood.
[City Breaker Sword!]
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