Yinshan Record

Chapter 246 Sword Test of Yu Yang
The places where ghosts reside often produce illusions.

It's like a scholar who once traveled to a certain place and suddenly saw a city emerging from the mountains, with streets full of pedestrians and merchants, a bustling scene from afar.

But when he actually got there, he discovered that it was actually a mass grave filled with bones.

Some merchants, walking at night, suddenly discover a magnificent inn with dancers and fine wine, and indulge in pleasure. When they wake up in the morning, they find themselves sleeping next to an ancient tomb.

This happens all the time.

This involves the connection between fundamental laws of the universe, such as Yin and Yang, and reality and illusion. In general, Yin and Yang, and reality and illusion, can be said to complement each other and be closely related.

The ancient battlefield that has manifested here is an illusion created by the malevolent aura of these military spirits over the years.

Corpses slowly rose from the ground, their armor worn and tattered, yet the ghostly fire in their eyes remained fierce.

"Senior, what should we do next?"

Su Che looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold.

"What else can we do but refine them, of course?"

Roar!
The ferocious war demons roared to the sky, and black iron chains covered with countless yellow talismans appeared around their bodies.

Su Che then realized that they were all bound by chains, which seemed to be some kind of forbidden spell that wouldn't have appeared if they hadn't awakened.

It must have been the prohibition set up by the Taoist priest of Qinghe Mountain in Yuyang, so we should thank him.

Guided by the divine, Su Che sat cross-legged, opened his mind, and one after another, the Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Talismans appeared behind his head.

"rise!"

With magical power, Su Che conjured an imperial bell in his hand.

Su Che channeled his magic into the war demon closest to him.

The virtue of the Earth Goddess is to nurture all things. To take something, one must first give it. This is a principle Su Che comprehended in the Yin-Yang realm. Since he wanted to tame these war demons, he first needed to offer them some benefits.

But as soon as the magic power was injected, Su Che felt something was wrong.

These war demons were actually connected by their auras, as if they were one entity?
If you want to refine them, you can't do it one by one; you have to do it all at once.

Su Che looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King behind him; this old ghost must know this.

"Since you're going to be the Lord of Ghosts and the Netherworld, you can't play by the rules I used in the Yin-Yang realm. Only by becoming one with your subordinates can you truly be called the Lord of Ghosts and the Netherworld..."

"I've spent a lot of effort finding this group of battle spirits that are naturally connected to each other. Today, I'm giving you a great opportunity so that your calls of 'senior' won't be in vain."

Su Che almost laughed.

In short, this Yin-Yang Dharma King was actually looking for this opportunity to explain to me the so-called "virtue of Houtu".

But I had already understood this principle back in the Yin-Yang realm.

"But senior, I already knew this principle..."

Just as Su Che was about to continue explaining, he heard a sharp shout.

"You audacious monster, take my sword!"

A powerful sword aura, as fiery and molten as gold, pierced through the thick fog and charged straight at the enemy.

The people of Yuyang Mountain!

Su Che used the Yin Tian Talisman, and the Xuan Python reappeared. The giant snake snaked and danced in the air, opening its huge mouth to swallow the sword energy into its belly.

"What a fine sight to Shaoyang Lingguang! Are you a friend from Yuyang Mountain?"

Su Che touched his face; the black cloth was wrapped very tightly around his face.

"You heretic, you wicked man, who would be your friend?"

Enraged, Jiang Cheng unleashed a torrent of sword energy from his vermilion sword, the Shaoyang Lingguang sword energy resounding with power, as it slashed furiously at the black python before him.

"The Lesser Yang Sword Qi is contained and not revealed. It embodies the meaning of spring and the flourishing of all things. My friend, your sword path has gone astray."

Su Che stood with a deep voice, his hands behind his back, the Xuan Python Dharma Image coiled in front of him. On this ancient battlefield where fierce ghosts had manifested, he looked like a complete evil old monster.

"I have long heard that Yuyang Mountain is known for its loyalty and courage, but today I see that it is nothing special. Very well, I will suppress my cultivation and have some fun with you juniors."

The snake opened its head and swallowed the several sword energies that Jiang Cheng had slashed at it.

Su Che closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the changes within the Dharma Image. This Xuan Python he had condensed might indeed be a decent defensive divine power; using it as a means of refining ghosts seemed somewhat wasteful.

It turns out he's an old monster.

Jiang Cheng was somewhat surprised to see Su Che effortlessly dissipate his sword energy one by one.

Zuo Lengchan, where did this evil spirit come from?

"Hiding your head and tail, who are you trying to fool?"

Su Che smiled faintly.

Based on my spiritual senses just now, there should be two people on the other side, one of whom should be at the Core Formation stage, but now that person is hiding in the shadows.

They're probably planning to ambush me.

These disciples of Yuyang Mountain weren't entirely stupid.

"I'm not lying to you."

Su Che looked up.

All lies must be 70% true, otherwise you can't fool anyone.

As expected, Jiang Cheng was filled with suspicion and uncertainty; they were trying to deceive the senior who guarded the lake.

"With a formidable enemy at hand, how dare you be distracted?"

With a shout, Su Che pointed his sword with his right hand and unleashed a sword aura at Jiang Cheng.

"The way of the sword lies in precision and sincerity. If one cannot be focused, how can one speak of a sword?"

Su Che used speed to overcome slowness, unleashing several sword energies in succession, which were none other than his own Mirage Yuan Sword, which he had first mastered.

Jiang Cheng swung his sword to meet the attack, and the Shaoyang Lingguang sword energy swept across the sky, cutting down all the sword energy that Su Che had shot at him.

“That’s right. Even if he changes his tactics a thousand times, I will meet him with my sword. Only in this way can I live up to the true nature of a swordsman. Otherwise, it would be better to abandon the sword.”

“You are indeed a promising talent, but it’s a pity that you have become a disciple of Yuyang Mountain. It would be better if you became my disciple.”

The sword energy was so loose that he wondered to himself, "Could it be that the other party is practicing against me and guiding my sword intent?"

As he thought this, he felt that although Su Che's sword energy was weak, his sword intent was pure and that every move struck his weak points, as if he were an elder from his sect.

"Junior Brother Jiang, calm your mind and don't let his words disturb you."

Suddenly, the senior sister, who was hidden in the mist, transmitted her voice.

"This demon is stalling for time; he's refining that group of vengeful spirits. Also, the old man next to him is unfathomable, but don't worry, junior brother, I'll cover for you."

"How dare you deceive me, you scoundrel!"

Upon receiving Xue Baizhi's message, Jiang Cheng was immediately enraged, escalating his sword techniques layer by layer. The Shaoyang Lingguang sword energy was like a torch, surging with crimson light. Jiang Cheng moved with unrestrained freedom, fusing his anger into his sword moves.

"How dare you, a junior like yourself, speak like this?"

Su Che's swordsmanship skills initially came from the three broken sword techniques passed down by Feng Xingbu. Later, after the Yin-Yang Realm shattered, he inherited the Taiyu Abi Sword and honed his skills by slaying a host of hungry ghosts and fierce spirits.

In terms of sheer skill and practice, he might not be as adept as Jiang Cheng, but his tactics and strategies were like military strategy, with traps set for Jiang Cheng at every turn. And in terms of the ability to win in a life-or-death moment amidst chaos, Jiang Cheng was far inferior to Young Master Su.

Su Che was waiting for this moment when Jiang Cheng would lose his composure.

"While controlling the sword with your mind is the right path, you're practically inviting defeat with this approach."

With a fierce and sinister Taiyu Abi sword wielded from his fingertips, he showed no mercy, carving a treacherous path through Jiang Chengru's wildly dancing swordplay, heading straight for the central palace.

The sword energy of Shaoyang Lingguang collapsed step by step, and it crumbled completely under this one sword strike.

"Junior brother, be careful."

Seeing that Jiang Cheng's defeat was inevitable, Xue Baizhi naturally could not sit idly by. She appeared in the mist, and a piece of silk ribbon flew out from her left sleeve, pushing Jiang Cheng's back to the side.

Behind her, a dark blue longsword was drawn, unleashing a surge of pure, swirling sword energy to meet Su Che's attack.

In the brief exchange, the subtle yet profound sword intent, though faint, still startled Xue Baizhi.

Who is this person with such pure sword intent?

(End of this chapter)