Yinshan Record

Chapter 245 A Disagreement
"Your sealing technique is quite interesting. Did Yu Lizi teach you this?"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at the faint light that flashed behind Su Che's head and said.

"Oh, I figured it out myself."

Su Che pointed to the unconscious female ghost on the ground and said to the Yin-Yang Dharma King, "This junior originally wanted to refine this female ghost, but perhaps because of this newly created spell, I have not been able to succeed."

The Xuanmang Devouring Spirit Technique was originally a method used by Su Che to take advantage of the devouring and assimilation ability of the Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual, to swallow his opponent into the belly of the Xuanmang snake and seal him, and then transform him into magic power or ghost soldiers under his command.

For some reason, this spell, while capable of devouring spirits and converting a large amount of Lady Boiling Bone's yin energy into its own magical power, could not completely refine her into ghost soldiers under its command.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked down at Lady Boiling Bone.

"Well, although the energy is insufficient, it's still usable."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King took full responsibility and directly threw Lady Boiling Bone into the gloomy mist before him.

Poor Lady Boiling Bone has been living in darkness ever since she was captured by Su Che in the Yin-Yang Realm. Her body has been gradually weakened, and now, before her mind has even recovered, she has been thrown into this rolling Yin mist by the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

The seal that the former leader of Yuyang Mountain placed was no ordinary thing.
As soon as Lady Boiling Bone entered the gloomy mist, several sharp sword lights flashed by. The invincible Gengjin sword energy shot out from all directions like torrential rain.

Lady Boiling Bone was also lucky; she instinctively released the Yin Fire she had cultivated for many years to protect herself.

In the Five Elements, fire can overcome metal. Although Lady Boiling Bone's Yin Fire had not yet reached its peak, the seal was still an inanimate object. The Geng Metal sword energy was enveloped by this Yin Fire, and its speed was temporarily slowed down.

Sixty-four Geng metal sword energies manifested one by one, and Lady Boiling Bone was like a withered lotus flower under a storm, not knowing how much longer she could hold on.

"Don't miss this opportunity, come with me quickly."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King soared into the mist, and Su Che followed closely behind without hesitation.

Upon entering the dark mist, Su Che secretly exclaimed in surprise.

The surrounding mist contained a faint, inexplicable sword intent.

Clearly, a master swordsman infused this pure Yin energy with his own sword aura and set the rules for its operation, which is why there are sixty-four invincible Geng metal sword energies.

Could this be the foundation of the sword formation technique?

A fleeting thought crossed Su Che's mind.

Two brilliant streaks of Gengjin sword energy swept past him.

"Be careful, this is just sword energy now. Once the lightning magic manifests, that will be truly formidable."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King darted forward, disappearing into the depths of the dark mist.

As Su Che chanted, a black python snaked out from behind his head, protecting his entire body.

It would have been better if he hadn't released it. As soon as the Xuan Python manifested, two Geng metal sword energies slashed down, shaking Su Che's blood and qi.

"What powerful sword energy!" Su Che was secretly shocked. He had initially underestimated this unattended sword formation, but now he could only be more cautious.

The Gengjin sword energy appears swift and ruthless, and when it lands on the body, it is even more powerful and difficult to withstand.

This ignited Su Che's competitive spirit. His body shone with a dark light, and his magic power surged into the Xuan Python Dharma Image. Su Che formed hand seals, and the Xuan Python roared ferociously, stirring up wisps of dark mist.

"Who are you, you fiend, daring to trespass into my ancestral master's forbidden area!"

Just as Su Che was about to display his power, a delicate shout suddenly rang in his ears.

Looking up, although his spiritual senses were not clear due to the mist, he could sense that two experts with sword energy protecting them were rushing towards him.

Sword cultivators—no, they're from Jade Sun Mountain.

Sensing from afar, Su Che knew that one of them was more powerful than him, while the other was roughly equal to him.

"Grandpa never changes his name or surname; he is Zuo Lengchan!"

Su Che roared, and his Xuan Python Dharma Form shook off several sword energies around him, heading straight into the depths of the Yin Mist.

Zuo Lengchan.

Xue Baizhi and Jiang Cheng exchanged a glance, and then stopped at the spot where Qinghe Daoren had left his stele.

"Junior brother, have you ever heard of the name Zuo Lengchan?"

The female cultivator who had attained the Elixir of Immortality, Xue Baizhi, frowned deeply.

"Never heard of it. It must be some kind of evil sorcerer hiding in the shadows."

Jiang Cheng looked at Xue Baizhi and asked, "Senior Sister, why did these two come down from up there...?"

He felt that Zuo Lengchan was probably not a madman or demon who had escaped from his predicament, but most likely someone who had come down from above. "It's best not to make any rash statements."

Xue Baizhi shook her head.

She naturally knew what kind of person the senior who guarded the lake was, and that no evil spirit could possibly escape his sword light.

"Junior brother, look."

Xue Baizhi pointed into the layers of gloomy mist, where Lady Boiling Bone was no longer able to withstand the onslaught of Gengjin sword energy. Her ghostly body was being struck repeatedly by the sword energy, and her figure was becoming increasingly transparent.

"A ritualistic array? They're after the spirits of the soldiers inside!"

Jiang Cheng was furious when he saw this.

The Qinghe Daoist of Yuyang Mountain back then was none other than the ancestor of Jiang Cheng's lineage. Although the Qinghe Daoist did not later attain immortality, he still led his descendants to Yuyang Mountain to become cultivators.

The story of Qinghe Daoren subduing the evil spirits and soldiers on behalf of Heaven is a great achievement of the ancestors that the Jiang family members have known since childhood. Now that this great achievement has been deliberately destroyed, it is no less than digging up their family's ancestral graves in front of Jiang Cheng.

"Senior sister!"

Jiang Cheng looked indignantly at Xue Baizhi beside him: "These wicked people are truly audacious..."

"What kind of monster wouldn't be audacious?"

Xue Baizhi looked at Jiang Cheng: "But Junior Brother Jiang, there was an order from the previous generation that disciples of our sect are not allowed to enter this forbidden area without permission."

Jiang Cheng fell silent for a moment. The rules of Yuyang Mountain were extremely strict, and the requirements for its disciples were very high. There was a saying that "even if one cannot achieve immortality, one can still be a gentleman in the human world."

Despite his anger, trespassing into forbidden territory was unacceptable. According to the sect rules, the first priority in this situation was to report to the Lake Guardian, and also to the sect elders and the sect leader.

Senior Sister Xue Baizhi is considered the most likely among the younger generation to become the sect leader, so it's really not appropriate to violate the sect rules casually...

"But rules are made by people." Xue Baizhi's figure disappeared into the dark mist. "With demons and evil spirits in power, how can we sit idly by?"

"Moreover, this concerns your junior brother Jiang. I cannot stand idly by, both morally and logically."

"Senior sister!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Jiang Cheng was at a loss for words and could only follow Xue Baizhi closely as they entered the dark mist together.

"Senior, the people from Yuyang Mountain have followed us down."

The Xuan Python Dharma Form roared ferociously, clearing a path for Su Che, who then flew to catch up with the Yin-Yang Dharma King ahead.

"Since we're here, we might as well use them as materials for the sacrificial array."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at Su Che behind him as he spoke.

"Young Master, could you please stop being so flashy? If you keep this up, it'll look like you're the one performing the ritual."

"Senior is joking."

"arrive."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King cried out, and the dark mist before him dissipated, revealing a completely different scene.

Broken halberds, arrows scattered on the ground, tattered banners, and corpses everywhere, with the faint sound of horns audible in the distance.

This is an ancient battlefield.

Corpses are everywhere.

Su Che slowly withdrew his Xuan Python Dharma Form and looked at the Yin Yang Dharma King on the other side.

The implication is, where are the vengeful spirits and military souls that the elders spoke of now?

The Yin-Yang Dharma King remained silent, only pointing to the corpse on the ground.

Su Che looked down and saw that these corpses did indeed seem to be surrounded by a dense aura of yin energy, not like they were illusions, but rather somewhat like...

"Long live the Great Liang!"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King suddenly stretched out his right arm and shouted slogans.

Somber war drums and mournful bugle calls suddenly resounded.

One of the "corpses" stood up unsteadily, its gloomy eyes meeting Su Che's.

(End of this chapter)