Thus, the group headed toward the Big Dipper Empire.
A few days later.
The Big Dipper Empire came into view in the distance.
"My lord, once we pass through that mass grave ahead, we'll reach the Big Dipper Empire's border." Zhang Jin pointed at the hill ahead, overgrown with weeds and swept by mournful, chilling winds.
The Big Dipper Empire and the Moon Worship Empire often fought at their border.
Nearly all those buried here were soldiers of the Big Dipper Empire who had died on the battlefield.
The hill was enormous. Grave after grave stretched as far as the eye could see.
Though it was called a mass grave, it was in truth a kingdom of tombs, with hill after hill rolling on without end. No one knew how many graves lay here.
Lu Yiping nodded.
"Let's go."
The War Chariot rose into the air and entered the skies above the mass grave, moving forward slowly.
By then, it was already deep into the night.
Chilling winds swept through the mass grave in waves, their howls like the shrieks of vicious ghosts, enough to make one's scalp tingle.
The faint-hearted would likely have their legs go weak merely from hearing such ghostly winds.
The soldiers of the Big Dipper Empire who had died over countless years were buried here. One could imagine their immense number, and the yin energy had accumulated to an astonishing degree.
Forget ordinary people—even cultivators who had established their foundations would fall bedridden if this yin energy invaded their bodies.
The War Chariot flew onward.
The chilling winds grew fiercer and fiercer.
Deathly silence filled the surroundings.
Suddenly, a grave on the ground burst apart. A figure shot into the air, carrying astonishing corpse qi, and fiercely attacked the War Chariot.
Zhang Jin did not even make a move. Divine power surged from his body.
Space trembled, and the figure was sent crashing away.
The attacker was a corpse with a ghastly pale face, hollow eyes, and tattered battle armor. Struck by Zhang Jin's divine power, it exploded into pieces.
It was a Living Dead.
Some disciples from sects that cultivated evil arts came here and used secret methods to refine recently buried Big Dipper Empire soldiers into Living Dead.
By controlling these Living Dead to attack experts passing through the mass grave, those disciples would kill the travelers, then plunder their spirit stones, spirit pills, and spirit herbs.
They would even refine their victims into Living Dead as well.
Living Dead were somewhat similar to the corpses in the Battlefield of the Gods.
However, the corpses in the Battlefield of the Gods were monsters born after devouring death qi through countless ages. They possessed intelligence, whereas these Living Dead had none. Moreover, their death qi was far inferior to that of the Battlefield of the Gods' corpses.
The War Chariot did not stop as it traveled onward.
More and more Living Dead appeared.
Yet no matter how many there were, before they could approach the War Chariot, they were all blasted apart and shattered.
More than an hour later.
The War Chariot crossed the mass grave.
Ahead lay an open stretch of mountainous land.
However, shortly after Lu Yiping and the others entered the mountain region, someone shouted furiously from behind, "Stop right there!"
Immediately afterward, several figures tore through the air and blocked the War Chariot.
Leading them was a woman with a graceful figure, phoenix eyes, and a cherry-red mouth. She was quite beautiful, but Baleful Intent radiated from her entire body, and faint black light flickered between her brows. Clearly, she cultivated an evil baleful art.
Four men followed behind her.
All five wore purple robes, and an eerie white bone was embroidered on each of their sleeves.
This was the symbol of the White Bone Sect.
The White Bone Sect was a considerable force in the Big Dipper Empire. Its strength was on par with the Thunder Que Sword Sect.
"Were all those Living Dead mine killed by you?!" Miao Yan glared furiously at Lu Yiping and the others.
She had expended tremendous effort and painstaking work to refine the Living Dead in the mass grave—tens of thousands of them. Yet today, every last one had been blasted to death.
The Dragon Horn Golden Ox stared at her and grinned. "That's right, we killed them. Judging by how furious you are, do you intend to make us compensate you?"
"Since you killed them, then die!" one White Bone Sect expert behind Miao Yan roared. He suddenly swung a massive hammer, sending it flying toward the Dragon Horn Golden Ox.
These White Bone Sect experts were ruthless in their attacks and bloodthirsty by nature. Sometimes, over a single disagreement, they would slaughter an entire Lineage. Such things were commonplace.
On the Hengyuan Plane, every realm below the God Realm was divided into ten levels. Above the God Realm, there were the early, middle, late, and late peak stages.
This White Bone Sect expert was a seventh-level Life-Seizing Realm expert.
A seventh-level Life-Seizing Realm expert was far stronger than Xiao Yuan, the Xiao Family elder who had tried to seize Lu Yiping's Crimson Flame Sword. Xiao Yuan had only been at the first level of the Life-Seizing Realm.
The Dragon Horn Golden Ox did not make a move either. Zhang Jin raised a hand and pointed. A force of the finger blasted the White Bone Sect expert away, and while he was flying backward through the air, he exploded directly.
Blood rained down.
"What?!" Miao Yan and the others' expressions changed.
Zhang Jin looked coldly at the White Bone Sect members. "Make another move, and all of you die!"
A White Bone Sect expert flared with rage and was about to step forward when Miao Yan raised a hand and stopped him.
In a gloomy voice, she asked Lu Yiping, "Which sect are you from?"
Lu Yiping could not be bothered to answer.
"Let's go."
The War Chariot slowly departed.
Miao Yan was so angry that her face turned green.
Especially when she saw the Blue-robed Youth playing with a tiny golden bird in his hand without even looking at her. That attitude made her fury surge beyond restraint.
"Senior Sister, Junior Brother Chen has been reduced to nothing but blood and dust. What should we do?" A White Bone Sect expert looked at the bloodstains on the ground, his expression unsightly.
Miao Yan watched the departing War Chariot with cold eyes. "Let's return and report to Master first!"
The group tore through the air and left.
Before long, the War Chariot arrived at the Big Dipper Empire's border.
Lu Yiping and the others did not take the White Bone Sect incident to heart.
The Big Dipper Empire's border wall stood thirty meters high and several meters thick. All kinds of offensive and defensive Formation Talismans were carved into it.
At the city gate in the wall, groups of Lineage disciples and experts from all directions were being inspected before entering the city.
After entering the Big Dipper Empire, Lu Yiping and the others crossed city after city. Several days later, they arrived at the imperial capital of the Big Dipper Empire.
As the imperial capital of the Divine Martial Continent's foremost empire, the Big Dipper imperial capital was vast beyond sight. As Lu Yiping and the others drove in, the prosperity of a flourishing age rushed over them.
The city's streets crisscrossed in every direction, traffic flowed like a river, and all manner of sounds filled their ears. Lineage disciples and experts of every sort passed back and forth without end.
"Young Master!" A delighted voice suddenly rang out.
Lu Yiping looked over and saw Lu Peng.
Besides Lu Peng, there were Lu Xiaoyu, Song Ning—the Thunder Que Sword Sect's sect master—and a host of Thunder Que Sword Sect experts.
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