Half a Year Later

A thousand years ago, Yezhou was a dangerous and desolate borderland, bordering the Netherworld. It was a wild and terrifying prefecture inhabited by half-humans and half-ghosts. It was 40,000 to 50,000 miles away from the present-day Lingxiao Shengjing. It was dark and deep, with rampant spirits and no living creatures.

Yezhou is named so because it is close to the Ancient Ye City.

Of course, this proximity doesn't mean being right next to each other, but rather a straight-line distance of less than 10,000 miles.

Those who died unjustly in the world are drawn to this place by the power of the Ancient Ye City. To this day, this desolate land remains a gathering place for the unjustly deceased, wronged souls, and vengeful spirits.

Qi Feng flew back and landed beside Li Weiyi, reporting, "We've searched the entire area within two hundred li, and found nothing unusual."

"Good!"

Li Weiyi drew his Yellow Dragon Sword, watching the procession of the dead approach the hill, before disappearing like wisps of smoke and mist.

A moment later.

A hundred-foot-long Yellow Dragon Sword appeared out of thin air, like a yellow crescent moon spread across the ground, spreading into the ranks of the dead and reaping mercilessly.

"Puff!"

"Swoosh... Ah... Enemy attack..."

With a single sword strike, the entire undead squad was sent flying.

Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The Corpse Spirit's body was cut in half at the waist.

The Sword Qi spread into their bodies, causing them to crackle and burn, turning into black sand particles.

The ghosts and some Variant Departed Spirit either exploded or turned into burning fireballs. Only a few powerful Departed Spirit Commander survived and fled quickly.

Li Weiyi emerged from his stealth, appearing like a white ghost above the vehicle frame, and slashed downwards with his sword.

Inside the black carriage below, the humanoid corpse of Marquis Mingchuan, enveloped in a wisp of black, sinister wind, shot out like an arrow.

"Boom!"

The frame was shattered into pieces, with debris scattered everywhere.

A long groove of Sword Qi appeared on the ground.

Marquis Mingchuan is one of the Corpse Marquises under the command of "Vengeful Ghost," one of the five great Ghost King of the Seven Grievances Plain. Li Weiyi had long had his eye on him.

Li Weiyi knew that when operating deep within the Netherworld, he had to end the battle as quickly as possible. If he alerted the Ghost Lords of the Ancient Ye City or the Old Ye Province State City, things would get really complicated!

Where to go?

Li Weiyi formed a hand seal and unleashed the Seventy-two Lightning Strike Arrays.

"Boom!"

The area within a radius of several miles was enveloped by Seventy-two Lightning Beams, turning the ground into a sea of electricity. Barriers appeared all around to intercept the Marquis Mingchuan who was trying to escape.

The "Seven Grievances Lord Marquis Records" from Dongxu Camp contains a clear account of this.

Marquis Mingchuan was ennobled fifteen years ago, and his cultivation level is at the First Realm stage of the Longevity Realm.

The intelligence records of the Dongxu Camp are completely updated every five years.

"It's you again! You vengeful spirit, you've gone too far! In the last few months you've killed three of our Marquis-level powerhouses and over a hundred of our Departed Spirit Commander. And you still dare to show yourself?"

Marquis Mingchuan spat out a rusty Ancient Mace and met Li Weiyi's sword strike head-on.

The yellow light emanating from the sword burned its eyes.

"Bang!"

Li Weiyi possessed immense strength, his sword strikes seemingly capable of cleaving mountains. The Ancient Mace trembled and hummed, instantly sending Marquis Mingchuan flying, his body slamming into the Lightning Strike Array.

"Why aren't you showing yourselves? If you don't make a move soon, I will die at his hands!" Marquis Mingchuan shouted.

Li Weiyi's expression changed slightly as he noticed the ground undulating and shaking. He immediately took out the Purple Sky Lei Seal, held it in his left hand, and activated it. At the same time, he continued his attack on Marquis Mingchuan without slowing down.

"Whoosh!"

A Turtle-backed Ghost Marquis emerged from the ground, its entire body pitch black, with only its bloodshot eyes and Silver Crown visible.

Its aura was profound and far surpassed that of Marquis Mingchuan.

Clearly, they are not comparable to martial artists in the First Realm the Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator.

However, just as it burst out of the ground, it was blasted away by the Purple Sky Lei Seal thrown by Li Weiyi.

"Sizzle!"

The Purple Sky Lei Seal unleashed a wisp of the original power of the Myriad-character Artifact, with tens of thousands of scriptures and lightning coexisting.

In addition, lightning is inherently effective against yin energy.

This attack instantly wounded the Silver Crown -shelled ghost. It fell dozens of feet away, its body crackling with lightning and emitting a burning sound.

Fortunately, the Silver Crown on its head was a defensive treasure that blocked most of the power of the Purple Sky Lei Seal. Otherwise, it would have been severely injured in just one exchange.

"Myriad-character Artifact... You actually have Myriad-character Artifact..." The Silver Crown ghost with the tortoise shell uttered a hoarse and grating voice.

"Pfft!"

On the other side, Marquis Mingchuan withstood three sword strikes from Li Weiyi, with nowhere left to retreat. He was then stabbed in the abdomen by a sword and staggered backward.

Its deathly roar was deafening, its cries piercingly mournful.

The wound burned as soon as the Yellow Dragon Sword touched it.

Green Karma Fire surged from the wound in Marquis Mingchuan's abdomen, and along with the corpse pill inside his body, was collected by Li Weiyi into the Crimson Gourd.

Having obtained the Karma Fire, he showed no interest in continuing the fight, withdrew the Purple Sky Lei Seal, and prepared to leave.

"Boom!"

The second ghostly marquis, wearing Silver Crown, shattered the Seventy-two Lightning Strike Arrays with a single punch from the outside, and, accompanied by howling winds and icy blades, blocked Li Weiyi's path.

It was three zhang tall, with a solid, tangible ghostly body, and its skin and flesh were as hard as lead and iron.

His fist was covered in decaying material, brimming with corrosive power.

Li Weiyi's eyes were solemn. Liquid magic power flowed through the 120 Trace Meridians in his Shenque acupoint. He gathered all his strength in his left arm and struck out with a palm, colliding with the fist of the three-zhang-tall Silver Crown Ghost Marquis.

With a single palm strike, a golden divine seal phantom appeared, as large as a palace, causing the silver light above the Ghost Marquis's head to erupt, transforming into a silver cloud to defend against it.

"Boom!"

A human and a ghost simultaneously crashed into the game.

"Call!"

The Turtle-backed Ghost Marquis, wounded by the Purple Sky Lei Seal, transformed into a ball of Ghost Qi and crashed into Li Weiyi's back, taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and displaying combat wisdom that rivals any human.

Li Weiyi's movements were mysterious; he strode through the air, circling and dodging.

"Bang!"

The Ghost Qi struck the hundred-meter-high hill, causing it to explode and sending white bones flying everywhere.

The Ghost Qi cloud made a turn in mid-air and flew back again.

On the other side, the three-zhang-tall Ghost Marquis, with Silver Crown on his head, released a large number of strange scriptures, enveloping and shrouding Li Weiyi.

From its mouth spewed out a ten-mile-long river of gray mist, within which were countless hair-like black threads.

The river meanders and flows with great force.

Li Weiyi didn't want to be entangled with them here, so he took out a Divine Speed Talisman and stuck it to his chest. Enveloped in the Talisman Light, he dashed out of the encirclement of the two Ghost Lords like a shooting star.

The Movement Character Divine Speed Talisman, crafted at the Saint Mind Master Realm, traveled faster than the speed of sound, producing a deafening sonic boom.

He traversed mountains and valleys, his figure treading on water, and in an instant crossed a hundred-foot- Corpse River.

Sensing the danger behind them, they saw a ten-mile-long river of gray mist and black threads falling from all directions, covering the entire world.

At the same time, the Silver Crown Tortoise Marquis used a secret technique similar to Daoist magic, the Yin Wind Crossing Speed Technique, to leap across the Corpse River and burst out of the gray mist, extending a Ghost Fire Giant Claw, its scales shimmering yellow.

Li Weiyi landed on the shore and suddenly turned around.

He clasped his hands together, like an old monk making a bow.

"Roar!"

Fiery Vajra Wrathful Eyes, three zhang tall, rose behind him, emitting a deafening Buddhist chant.

The enormous figure in flame form illuminated both banks of the Corpse River, its aura surging, and shattered the ghostly claw with a single palm strike.

In the gray mist, the Turtle-backed Ghost Marquis screamed in agony as he plunged into the Corpse River with a splash.

Its Silver Crown was shaken off and flung into the air.

During this time, Li Weiyi has been collecting Karma Fire to cultivate the "Vajra Wrathful Eyes" of the fourth level of the Six Purifying Karma, and has now achieved minor success.

The power of a single palm strike shattered the ten-mile-long river of gray mist, causing all the black threads to lose their strength and droop down.

"Whoosh!"

With a wave from afar, Li Weiyi used his magical energy to retrieve the Silver Crown that was about to fall into the Corpse River, and then, enveloped in the Talisman Light, he sped away.

"Aww!"

The three-zhang-tall Silver Crown ghost marquis arrived at the Corpse River, roared, and the river trembled. He watched helplessly as the firefly-like Talisman Light and shadow disappeared among the mountains.

It's not that it can't be chased; Li Weiyi hasn't escaped its soul perception range yet.

However, all the techniques the opponent cultivated were effective against them, from the yellow sword and the lightning seal to the fire magic. What was the point of chasing after them?

The Turtle-backed Ghost Marquis crawled out of the Corpse River and came to the shore. "This is outrageous! These human sentinels have become quite arrogant. We, the Dongxu Ghost City, are the masters of this vast territory. They are merely livestock for us to breed food and soldiers. The so-called habitat is just a place where we keep them."

After the soul probe on his body disappeared, Li Weiyi shattered the Divine Speed Talisman, concealed his aura, and vanished into the darkness, heading towards the Ye City Sentry Post thousands of miles away.

"Sizzle!"

He used the spiritual flames containing heavenly fire to refine the yin energy on the Silver Crown in his hand.

"This headdress is exquisitely crafted. The scriptures on it don't seem to be the work of a human weapon refiner."

Li Weiyi realized that the two Silver Crown ghost marquises were no ordinary beings, and understood that the three hunting operations in recent times had already attracted the attention of the spirits of the Old Ye Province city.

"It seems we won't be able to collect Karma Fire for the foreseeable future."

The Ye City Sentry Post could not possibly be located in the Ancient Ye City, but rather atop a majestic mountain range more than a thousand miles away from Yecheng.

The mountain range, like a winding dragon, lies across the edge of the Seven Grievances Plain. Even at their peak, the Lei Xiao Sect and the Zen Sea Observing Mist could not cross the boundary of the living realm here.

At the mountaintop, there are glaciers that have never melted for thousands of years and snow several feet deep. The wind is as cold as a knife, and water freezes instantly when it drips.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners cannot survive there.

This is Li Weiyi's third month on guard duty!

Upon reaching the edge of the outpost, Li Weiyi blew his whistle, producing a distinctive rhythmic sound.

The sound of the flute blended with the sound of the wind, and only those in the Sentinel Spirit Army, after special training, could distinguish it.

"Whoosh!"

The formation is activated.

Tu Miangou, short and stout, came out to greet us, his round face beaming with a smile, "Brother Jingzhe, did you encounter any danger during your patrol?"

Despite his profound cultivation and fearlessness in the face of wind and snow, he was still dressed very warmly, wrapped up like a ball.

"There was a slight surprise."

Li Weiyi strode into the formation and headed towards the outpost.

Tu Miangou's expression changed, and he quickly followed.

The Ye City Sentry Post is dug inside a thick glacier.

Beneath the Copper Furnace at the cave entrance, a fire was burning, and elixirs were being refined.

Xu Daoqing, a young Daoist priest in Lesser Yang Guard, is at the third realm of cultivation. He comes from Du'e Temple and sits cross-legged under the Copper Furnace, refining the Dragon Soul Origin Light. Dragon Roar occasionally resound from his body.

He opened his eyes when he saw Li Weiyi return.

"Where are the Liu Ye?" Li Weiyi asked.

Tu Miangou asked, "He went to inspect Yecheng. What exactly happened?"

The Twelve Holy Guards of Lesser Yang Division are divided into three groups of four, each stationed at a sentry post.

Each outpost is assigned a Saint Mind Master.

Tu Miangou is Tang Wanzhou's newly recruited "Qingming". Despite his chubby appearance, he is actually one of the top experts among this year's Sentinel Spirits, with combat strength no less than Chi Haohan.

Li Weiyi took out the Silver Crown: "You two are both top experts who have cultivated for over sixty years. You are knowledgeable and experienced. Can you recognize what this is?"

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