Yu Shangrong landed on a tree branch and retracted his aura. He laid horizontally with his Longevity Sword in his arms and closed his eyes.
According to his current thinking, as long as they didn't provoke him, he wouldn't care about anything else.
The purpose of his trip was to guard the quagmire and pass the forty-nine days in peace.
…
Not long after, the long line of cultivators flew near the quagmire.
He stopped.
Yu Shangrong found this strange. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the cultivators through the dense leaves.
Under the moonlight, these cultivators appeared extremely strange. They all wore purple cloaks that covered their heads, making it impossible to see their faces clearly. Overall, they looked sinister.
Especially when they were floating in the air and arranged in a long line, it looked extremely horrifying.
"In front of us is the Burial Grounds … According to the plan, we need to control all the skeletons of the dead."
"Over the past several hundred years, the Burial Ground has accumulated many corpses … Most of the corpses in the nearby cities would be thrown here and buried with a grand ceremony."
One of the cultivators flew forward, passed the quagmire, and looked at the Burial Ground.
"Great sages, they deserve our respect … Their souls and wills will be inherited after death."
Behind him, several cultivators also flew over.
Their gazes landed on the skeletons in the Burial Ground.
These skeletons were one of Lou Lan's trump cards.
When Yu Shangrong saw this, he felt slightly relieved.
Clearly, they were targeting Skeleton …
The Burial Grounds was one of Lou Lan's trump cards. The higher-ups gathered them in the name of respecting the dead. In reality, he hoped that they could still protect Lou Lan after they died. Witchcraft was the key to controlling these skeletons.
…
Yu Shangrong looked away. He no longer paid any attention to them. Instead, he closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
At this moment, the purple-robed cultivators all flew above the quagmire.
They formed a circle around the quagmire.
"Let's begin."
"Praise."
The purple-robed cultivator at the very front pressed his hand against his chest. Then, he put his palms together and lifted them into the sky.
A faint purple radiance appeared in his palm.
A ray of purple light flew towards the Burial Grounds.
The halo descended and landed on a skeleton. The skeleton seemed to come to life and moved a little.
"Set up the formation."
The other purple-robed cultivators raised their palms at the same time according to their original positions.
They looked up.
The hoods covering their heads fell off, revealing the purple lotus flowers engraved on their foreheads. The moment the witchcraft was unleashed, the lotuses lit up one by one.
Weng … Primal Qi energy surged.
"Kan … Shu … Bo … Tou … Piao … Mu … You … Liang … Xin …
"Kan … Shu … Bu … Tou … Piao … Mu … You … Liang … Xin …"
They chanted an incomprehensible incantation.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The clear water area in the middle of the quagmire began to bubble violently.
The water in the center of the quagmire began to bubble.
The purple-robed cultivators were shocked.
As witchcraft cultivators, their perception of the dead far exceeded that of ordinary people. Similarly, it was the same for the living.
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...,.,.,,.,. as, he as, as,., he., he,...., he..... as as. as. He exuded an unfathomable aura as well.
This was the calmness of someone who lived among elites and the confidence of someone who had survived on the edge of a blade.
Yu Shangrong was the first to speak.
"If it's possible, please go somewhere else to cast your witchcraft …"
"Why?" the leading witchcraft cultivator asked curiously.
Yu Shangrong looked up at the moonlight and said, "Don't you think this place is quiet and peaceful? It's perfect for resting?"
"I'm sorry, friend … We're only following orders. We have to cast our witchcraft here, "another cultivator said.
"The Land of Buried Bones is huge. It won't affect us if we change our location …" Yu Shangrong smiled warmly. "I sincerely hope that you'll accept my suggestion."
One of the witchcraft cultivators said disapprovingly.
"Why should we change our location but not you? If you want to rest, there are plenty of good places! This is the best place we've chosen to cast our witchcraft! "
"Me too," Yu Shangrong replied curtly.
"Friend, please leave."
Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly. With a sigh, he said, "As you wish. Stay."
As soon as he finished speaking …
The Longevity Sword in his pocket flew out with a whoosh.
One turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight …
Densely packed energy swords instantly appeared and formed a formation in the air.
The Sword Devil's Destiny!
"No! Defend! "
The cultivators hastily raised their hands. A huge purple barrier rose from the witchcraft circle.
The Sword Devil's Destiny rained down like a storm.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The energy swords destroyed the witchcraft barrier as if it was nothing.
The remaining energy swords pierced the chests of several cultivators.
More than a dozen of the group of more than 50 witchcraft cultivators died in just a blink of an eye.
The remaining cultivators looked terrified as they continued to cast their witchcraft spells.
Yu Shangrong raised his right hand.
The Longevity Sword returned to his hand. He gripped it tightly as he stepped forward.
"Block it!"
"Kill him!"
Several purple rings materialized and shot toward Yu Shangrong.
Yu Shangrong moved at lightning speed as he swung his sword.
Countless energy swords repelled the purple rings. Bam!
Bam! Bam!
Several cultivators were sent flying. At the same time, energy swords formed in the air and descended, piercing the chests of the cultivators who were sent flying.
Thud!
Thud!
Corpses fell one after another.
In just a blink of an eye, only a dozen or so witchcraft cultivators remained.
The leading cultivator frowned and shouted, "Retreat!"
With a wave of his robes, the dozen or so cultivators turned tail and ran.
Yu Shangrong said calmly, "I'm sorry … None of you can leave."
If he let them go and let them know, what would happen?
Yu Shangrong unleashed his full speed. The faint red radiance on his sword shone brighter than before.
Grand technique!
Flash!
Yu Shangrong's sword pierced one of the cultivators who fell behind.
Yu Shangrong continued to move forward.
Five well-trained witchcraft cultivators turned around and pushed out purple rings with their palms.
Based on his experience fighting a grand shaman, Yu Shangrong did not give the purple energy a chance to get close. He swung his Longevity Sword with all his might.
Traceless Sword!
Dense sword slashes appeared in the surroundings.
Several purple rings were swept away by the extreme energy swords.
When they looked up, Yu Shangrong was already above them. He extended his arms. A row of energy swords shot down from his arms.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The energy swords fell and pierced through their bodies.
"A Great Yan swordsman?"
In just a blink of an eye, there was only one witchcraft cultivator left.
The person ran for some distance. When he saw that his companions were all dead, he stopped and turned to face Yu Shangrong.
He knew there was no need to run anymore.
Yu Shangrong raised his sword and shook his head as he said, "This wasn't my intention … However, I had no other choice."
"…"
The leading cultivator said, "Are all Great Yan cultivators this shameless and despicable?"
"If you say so …" Yu Shangrong could not be bothered to argue with the others.
"I'll admit that Great Yan is strong in one-on-one battles. But this time … you only killed some low-level wizards. If you kill me … the royal city will surely investigate. At that time, they'll hunt you down even if you run to the ends of the earth. "
"Is that a threat?" Yu Shangrong was intrigued.
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