Chapter 4382
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"Young Master Jiang, I don't dare to hope for the opportunity inside. I still have some urgent matters to attend to. Can I leave first?"
Li Yunhai smiled awkwardly.
The old woman nodded as well.
Although the other party was a descendant of a Perfected Immortal, his status was extraordinary. If it was another time, they would definitely suck up to him.
But in this situation, their lives were more important. It didn't matter if they sucked up to him or not.
The ancient Shenluo Underworld was not an ordinary place. Even Nascent Soul Cultivators might not be able to come out alive.
Young Master Jiang would take care of the Palace Lord of Yunqi Academy and the others first.
"That won't do. If the news gets out, there will be a lot of trouble."
Young Master Jiang smiled and shook his head.
Li Yunhai and the old woman's expressions became a bit ugly.
The Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators around them didn't dare to say anything. Even two Nascent Soul Cultivators couldn't leave, how could they?
"This is your opportunity, given by Young Master Jiang. You have to cherish it. Don't take it for granted."
A Nascent Soul Cultivator said lightly.
"Thank you, Young Master Jiang."
Li Yunhai cupped his fists.
"Then let's go in together."
Young Master Jiang said with a faint smile.
After staying inside for three days, the Jindan Stage cultivator who was lucky enough to escape saw this and obediently followed behind Ning Qi, Young Master Jiang and the others into the blue door.
He had a very complicated feeling. He had already experienced a narrow escape, and now he had to go in again. It was really hard to describe, so he could only choose to follow behind Ning Qi.
Although from the conversation just now, he already knew that Ning Qi had a grudge against the other party. But Ning Qi saved him before, which meant that the Nascent Soul Cultivator was very kind and easy to get along with. He could only hope that the Nascent Soul Cultivator would take care of him inside.
An inexplicable energy brushed past his body like a light breeze.
In an instant, the scene in front of them changed.
They appeared in an ancient battlefield in the wilderness. There were sounds of fighting all around. Countless cultivators were fighting in the sky. The weather changed as if it was the end of the world.
Young Master Jiang's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene. There were countless auras in the sky, and they were all stronger than him!
Fortunately, these ghost soldiers didn't seem to have consciousness. No one had noticed the arrival of the people from the Yang-Realm.
As soon as Ning Qi entered this place, he had a very familiar feeling.
He was like a traveler who had traveled far away for many years and had finally returned to his hometown.
It was also like a True Dragon that had suffered misfortune and returned to the sea.
This feeling was very strange and he couldn't describe it. The only difference he could clearly distinguish was that the aura of Young Master Jiang and the others had become very weak in his eyes.
It was as if there were a bunch of ants standing beside him.
While everyone was observing the battlefield, there were two sides of Yin soldiers fighting each other. One side came from behind Ning Qi and the others, while the other side came from in front of Ning Qi and the others, sandwiching them in the middle.
"Back off."
Young Master Jiang bellowed and retreated to the side. The others did not slow down and retreated to the side.
The Yin soldiers on both sides charged forward, as if Ning Qi and the others were invisible, completely ignoring them.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, but Li Yunhai and the old woman felt that something was wrong. So many cultivators had died earlier. If the Yin soldiers really couldn't see them, then how did they die?
The Jindan cultivator standing behind Ning Qi hurriedly reminded, "In just an hour, these ghost soldiers will discover our existence!"
An hour?
Everyone's expression changed slightly.
The aura of the ghost soldiers seemed to be only at the Jindan level, but …
Everyone's gaze fell on the depths of the battlefield, where the clouds were rumbling and figures intertwined. The aura of those existences was many times stronger than theirs.
"An hour it is. Take these Baleful Yin Vases. As long as you aim them at the ghost soldiers, you can suck them into the vases and return to me.
If they don't see us in an hour, we can just leave this place and come back again. "
Young Master Jiang smiled and took out silver white vases and threw them to everyone.
Ning Qi also received one.
"S-Senior, if we get too close to the ghost soldiers, we will be seen."
The Jindan cultivator beside Ning Qi said with some fear.
"Just be careful and you will be fine."
Young Master Jiang said calmly.
"Why don't they have Baleful Yin Vases?"
Ning Qi suddenly laughed.
Cloud Rising Academy's Palace Lord and the others were empty-handed. Young Master Jiang obviously did not want them to attack.
Even Li Yunhai and the old woman did not have any.
"They are different from the others."
Young Master Jiang smiled and looked at Ning Qi. "You are a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and your cultivation is higher than theirs. Take a few more."
Then, he took out a few more Baleful Yin Vases and threw them to Ning Qi.
"What if I don't go?"
Ning Qi played with the Baleful Yin Vases in his hand and smiled.
"Don't go?"
Young Master Jiang smiled. "Why don't you pick one of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators around me? If you can defeat them, you don't have to go. What do you think?"
"Young Master Jiang, let me do it."
Cloud Rising Academy's Palace Lord smirked and walked toward Ning Qi.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Li Yunhai and the old woman saw this and did not say anything.
They were not familiar with Ning Qi, so they would not talk to him at this time.
Suddenly, Cloud Rising Academy's Palace Lord stopped moving.
This was because a mysterious aura had enveloped all of them. Everyone turned their gazes in the same direction and saw a gigantic figure that resembled an ancient giant walking through the air toward them.
"He can see us!"
Everyone panicked.
The giant's eyes were staring at them!
Even Young Master Jiang, who was a cultivator beyond the Nascent Soul Realm, was locked by the ancient giant's aura and could not move. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
It seemed like they had been too rash this time.
In the blink of an eye, the giant appeared in front of everyone and slapped them. If the slap landed, no one would be able to escape.
Be it the Foundation Establishment Cultivators or the Golden Core Cultivators, even Li Yunhai and the others had despair in their eyes.
Just when everyone's hearts were filled with despair, Ning Qi suddenly turned to look at the giant and shouted angrily.
"Get lost!"
The terrifying sound waves spread in all directions, and the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent. The Yin soldiers who were charging forward stopped, and their gazes all fell on Ning Qi.
The ancient giant stopped what he was doing. Everyone could clearly see a trace of fear on his face.
After about five or six breaths of silence, the ancient giant suddenly bowed to Ning Qi, turned around and disappeared without a trace. The Ghost Soldiers on the battlefield also retreated like the tide.
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