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Chapter 587

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When Gui Yi first arrived with the Soul Hall people, he immediately observed the strength of the cultivators present.

The one wearing a black dragon robe and followed by a Realm Six ghost cultivator was one of the four ghost kings, King Yama. This old ghost's cultivation was considered powerful among the Realm Seven, so he had to be careful.

The second person he had to be careful of was the somewhat familiar youth.

Although Gui Yi could not see anything, his intuition told him that this person was not to be trifled with.

Of course, he was only wary of these people and did not fear them.

Nightmare Two and Nightmare Three had other missions and were not by his side. However, before he entered the Ghost Realm, he knew that the Lord Fifth Ancestor would come personally this time. As long as the Lord Fifth Ancestor came personally, wouldn't the Land of the Fallen Gods be their backyard?

In the pavilion, Li Mu drank a cup of tea. His expression was calm, but he was thinking about something.

The Three Elders of the You Ming Sect had once said that the Demon Dao had the means to extend the lifespan of cultivators. He had been thinking about this for a long time. The two Grand Elders were nearing the end of their lifespans. If he could extend their lifespans by sixty years, it would be of great significance to the sect.

This time, if he had the chance, he had to capture Gui Yi and ask him about the method to extend his lifespan.

Gui Yi, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly sensed something and opened his eyes. He looked in a certain direction and saw that the youth who made him wary was looking at him.

For some reason, when he met this person's gaze, he actually panicked for no reason …



While everyone waited, another two days passed.

At this moment, the fog whirlpool in the Land of the Fallen Gods was spinning at an extremely slow speed. It looked like it was still.

At a certain moment, King Yama, who was at the front of the valley, suddenly stepped into the fog whirlpool with his subordinates and quickly disappeared.

King Yama was familiar with the Ghost Realm. His actions meant that the time to enter the Land of the Fallen Gods had arrived.

The second to enter the Land of the Fallen Gods was the Soul Hall. Before they entered the whirlpool, no one dared to make a move. After the two factions entered the whirlpool for fifteen minutes, the other factions entered one after another.

Li Mu looked at Shangguan Li and said, "Why don't you wait for me outside?"

The name 'Land of the Fallen Gods' didn't come out of nowhere. Countless experts had fallen there, which gave it the name 'Fallen Gods'. Li Mu didn't really want her to risk her life.

Shangguan Li looked at him indifferently and asked, "Are you afraid that I'll drag you down?"

Li Mu immediately shook his head. "Of course not."

She wasn't just a pretty face. No matter where she went, her Sixth Level strength couldn't be underestimated. With the tacit cooperation between her and Li Mu, they could instantly take down ghostly cultivators of the same level. Seeing that her attitude was firm, Li Mu also let her be.

He turned around and said to the ghost cultivators behind him, "You don't have to go in. Just wait here."

In the Unknown Place of the Ghost Realm, the only use of these low-level Ghost Cultivators was to scout the way. When it came to fighting the enemy, they wouldn't be of any help at all. Li Mu simply didn't let them go in to die.

The ghost cultivators were stunned on the spot. They couldn't believe what they had just heard.

The Ghost King brought them here so that they could risk their lives and find a safe way out. Along the way, they had already lost many people. They thought that since they had no choice but to acknowledge a new master, most of them would probably die in the Land of the Fallen Gods. They didn't expect that their new master had no intention of letting them in at all.

A Fifth Level ghost cultivator said in disbelief, "Master, are you saying that we don't have to go in?"

Li Mu looked at him and asked, "What are you going in for with your cultivation? To die?"

A ghost's life was also a life. A Fifth Level ghost cultivator's strength was already equivalent to an Elder of a peak. It was not easy to nurture an Elder. How could Li Mu let them die for nothing …

After saying that, Li Mu no longer cared about them. He entered the fog vortex side by side with Shangguan Li.

As for whether these ghost cultivators would run away, he wasn't worried at all.

In their current situation, they would die if they took a step forward, and they would also die if they took a step back. The only way to survive was to obediently wait in place.

As they watched them disappear into the vortex, the remaining ghost cultivators were all overjoyed.

If they were still the subordinates of the previous Ghost King, they would definitely enter this place with him. They thought that they had just escaped the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den. They didn't expect this new master to be so benevolent and actually spare a thought for their ghost lives.

If they could follow such a master, wouldn't their lives be much better than before?

At this moment, hundreds of ghost cultivators were silently praying in their hearts, hoping that their master would return safely …

Compared to them, the low-level ghost cultivators of the other factions were not so lucky.

They looked at the ghosts who had set up camp here with incomparable envy and jealousy. They helplessly followed the powerful figure in the lead and stepped into the fog vortex. From then on, their ghost lives were unknown …



Land of the Fallen Gods.

King Yanluo and the others were trapped in a valley. Facing the endless waves of fearless wandering souls, even the Seventh Level King Yanluo's face was very gloomy.

The wandering souls in the Land of the Fallen Gods were much stronger than outside. Among these hundreds of wandering souls, there were five that were close to the Sixth Level. If they were attacked by them, their side would definitely suffer heavy casualties. Helpless, he could only prop up a Dharmic power shield and forcibly block the wandering souls' attacks.

Twenty miles to their left, Feng Yi was controlling a black lotus and fighting with a Seventh Level wandering soul. Although he had suppressed the wandering soul without self-awareness from the beginning, he didn't relax at all.

This Land of the Fallen Gods even had Seventh Level wandering souls. The difficulty of finding the Heavenly Book was much greater than he had imagined.

At the same time, in another part of the vortex, several soul shadows let out mournful howls and pounced from the fog. However, they were pierced by a small transparent sword. Then, a golden whip flashed past, and these soul shadows collapsed into soul power, which was collected by Li Mu in a soul bottle.

In the Land of the Fallen Gods, the number of wandering souls increased explosively. Often, Fifth Level wandering souls attacked in groups. Li Mu didn't waste any soul power and collected every soul he saw. Soul power could be used directly for cultivation to help cultivators condense their souls and strengthen their Essence Spirits. It could also be sold for spiritual jades. These ferocious-looking souls were gifts from nature.

Working together with Shangguan Li, they harvested these wandering souls like harvesting chives. Not only was Li Mu not afraid, but he also hoped that there would be more wandering souls.

As soon as he had this thought, the fog to one side suddenly surged rapidly. Countless wandering souls flew out of the fog and surged towards Li Mu and Shangguan Li.

Li Mu could sense no less than five Sixth Level auras in this wave of souls. He didn't know how many Fifth Level wandering souls there were. It was impossible to kill them all. He and Shangguan Li couldn't kill them all in a short amount of time. Once they attracted even more souls, they would be trapped here until they died.

The power of space in the Land of the Fallen Gods was extremely chaotic. It was best not to enter the Daemon Emperor's dwelling, or they might appear directly above a spatial crack when they came out.

In a moment of desperation, Li Mu recited the Heart Sutra. His body emitted a blinding golden light. When the golden light appeared, the soul wave that was charging towards them suddenly stopped. These wandering souls actually had looks of disgust on their faces. They avoided Li Mu and turned to charge towards Shangguan Li.

Li Mu held Shangguan Li's waist. The Buddhist light completely covered their bodies. The wandering souls circled around them and didn't continue to attack.

They didn't seem to want to get close to the Buddhist light of the Heart Sutra, but they didn't want to leave either.

Shangguan Li lowered her head and looked at Li Mu's hand on her waist. Li Mu immediately let go and explained, "I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

When his hand left Shangguan Li, the golden light on Shanghai Li's body dissipated. The wandering souls rushed towards her again. Li Mu immediately put his hand back. At the same time, he shrugged and said, "You saw it. It's a special time. Don't care about these things. Why don't you give me your hand …"

Shangguan Li blushed slightly. She nodded and said, "Let's, let's use our hand."

Li Mu let go of her waist and turned to hold her hand. This way, the Buddhist light of the Heart Sutra could be transmitted into her body.

The problem of the wandering souls was temporarily solved. The question now was, where was the page of the Heavenly Book?

The ghost cultivator with the Heavenly Book had fled here because he was being chased by the ghost realm. It was very likely that he had already died. The Land of the Fallen Gods was huge. If they searched blindly like this, they didn't know when they would find it.

Suddenly, Li Mu thought of something. He stretched out his hand and a page of the Heavenly Book appeared in his palm.

With this page of the Heavenly Book in his hand, Li Mu immediately sensed something in his heart. In the depths of the Land of the Fallen Gods, something was attracting him.

Li Mu was delighted. Just as he was about to continue moving in that direction, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

This was because there was also a kind of attraction coming from another direction.

In close proximity, the pages of the Heavenly Book would sense each other. This meant that there was also a page of the Heavenly Book in that direction.

Could it be that there were two pages of the Heavenly Book in the Land of the Fallen Gods?

Just as Li Mu took out the Heavenly Book, in another part of the Land of the Fallen Gods, a woman in white raised her head. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said softly, "You finally took it out …"

She took a step towards Li Mu's direction and suddenly stopped. She said indifferently, "Get out here."

Not long after her voice fell, the fog behind her tumbled. A middle-aged man walked out.

The middle-aged man stared at the page floating in her hand. His throat moved, and he said in shock, "The Heavenly Book. You actually already have the Heavenly Book!"

The next moment, the shock in his eyes turned into greed. The middle-aged man formed a seal with both hands. Endless Yin Qi surged out of his body, forming one soul shadow after another around him. Each soul shadow exuded the aura of a Sixth Realm cultivator.

As soon as the soul shadows formed, they attacked the woman in white.

The woman in white stood where she was and did not move. She only took a light breath.

The soul shadows that flew towards her immediately collapsed and were inhaled by her nose. The woman stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips. She looked at him with a deep gaze and asked, "Do you have more?"

This scene caused the Rakshasa King's expression to change drastically. He immediately retreated a distance and said in shock, "Who exactly are you?!"

The woman in white's expression was cold. Her figure gradually faded.

At this moment, the Rakshasa King felt a strong sense of danger. His body turned into a cloud of black fog and spread in all directions. Ten cold lights appeared where he was originally standing.

At the edge of the black fog, the Rakshasa King's body condensed again. However, there were a few more scratch marks on his chest. After a short exchange, he knew that he was definitely not this woman's match. He did not dare to look at her again and quickly fled into the depths of the fog …

The woman in white did not chase him. She only glanced indifferently in the direction he fled. Then, she rushed in another direction.

At the end of the direction she was heading, Li Mu held the Heavenly Book in his hand. He was filled with doubts.

How could there be two Heavenly Books here? Could he have sensed wrongly?

Soon, he sensed one of the two senses from the Heavenly Book again. One was still, but the other was moving. Moreover, it was approaching him at an unbelievable speed.

Before Li Mu could think further, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

This feeling made his hair stand on end. It was as if a great disaster was about to befall him.

Li Mu did not hesitate to put the Heavenly Book away. His expression turned serious as he muttered, "What's going on …"

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