Yinshan Record

Chapter 524 Life and Death Uncertain, Unthinkable (Part 1)

Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and thunderclaps, like dragons and snakes, danced and roared above the crimson clouds.

On a high mountain, countless ghosts howled mournfully to the heavens. The densely packed ghosts, like hair growing all over the mountain, enveloped the entire mountain completely.

The flying zombie, whose body had long been indestructible and covered in white fur, the Yin woman, whose belly was bulging and whose body was covered with countless shriveled corpses, yet whose face was still beautiful, and the Wugouchen, whose body was not made of flesh and bone, but seemed to be composed entirely of facial features... Hundreds of thousands of ghosts howled to the sky, their resentful thoughts as tangible as real objects, connecting with the thunderclaps in the sky.

Heavenly thunder is supremely righteous and powerful, the nemesis of all evil spirits. However, when nearly an infinite number of ghosts gather in one place, their combined resentment and malice can actually contend with heavenly thunder.

Not to mention that at this moment, a ghostly figure rose from among the myriad ghosts, its body surrounded by layers of lightning, merging with the powerful heavenly thunder.

"Nine thunderbolts from heaven refine my divine body. Ten thousand ghosts weep in the night, forging my divine might!"

Sikong Tu's ghostly form resembled a wisp of green smoke, yet his figure seemed almost tangible amidst the myriad lightning bolts. With a wave of his hand, a dark banner materialized in his grasp. The banner's shaft was made of white bones, and its surface was covered with various blood-red talismans, all ferocious and malevolent, exuding a chilling aura. The banner was infinitely malevolent, seemingly rejected by heaven and earth. Immediately, bolts of thunder surged from the clouds, striking the banner.

The lightning was fierce and unparalleled, yet it could only circle around this eerie banner and ultimately could not fall upon it.

Countless demons raised their arms and roared in unison. Sikong Tu waved his banner, and bursts of eerie light shot straight to the heavens.

The sun, moon, and stars were no longer visible in the sky; only darkness remained.

"Hundreds of thousands of ghosts and monsters gathered in one place, forming a great array, causing the yin and yang to become unbalanced, turning the land into a land of death."

General Du Ling, dressed in a set of heavy red armor, gazed at the changes before him from a distance.

Behind him, a large army had its banners bowed low, like a crouching beast waiting to pounce.

"If we don't get rid of Sikong Tu, Cizhou will sooner or later become a wasteland. I wonder what Alliance Leader Jin thinks?"

Not far from Du Ling stood a casually dressed cultivator, none other than Jin Li, the new leader of the Great River Alliance.

"Yu Chen has harmed the common people and has already been executed by Marquis Changxin, but there are still lingering traces of his evil. I am willing to help the court get rid of this villain."

Leader Jin clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Rest assured, Alliance Leader. The court is currently under the rule of Lord Su, and the government is efficient and harmonious. If you lead the Great River Alliance to submit to the court, the court will certainly not treat you unfairly. Not to mention a mere censor, if you were willing to make the entire Great River Alliance serve the court, I would be eternally grateful, and Lord Su would also remember your kindness."

Du Ling reached out and gently patted Jin Li's shoulder.

"If you wish to advance, Alliance Leader, to seek the path to immortality in the East Sea, the imperial court will be your greatest support. If you choose to retreat, you can still enjoy wealth and honor in the Central Plains. Alliance Leader, you have come at a very opportune time."

"It's all thanks to Lord Su's kindness and the general's appreciation."

Jin Li smiled slightly.

"So how long are we going to have to wait here?"

Du Ling looked at Jin Li as he spoke: "Even though Yin and Yang are in chaos now, the army's murderous aura cannot be concealed for long."

"Please be patient, General. I have made all the arrangements and devised a plan to use one tiger to devour another. Someone will naturally step forward to act as your vanguard."

"Then it depends on the alliance leader's arrangements."

A cold glint flashed in Du Ling's eyes, but he quickly withdrew his hand and stood still. Now was a crucial moment for Lord Su, who had just ascended to power and was in charge of the court. It was the perfect opportunity for all to offer their services. If he could quell the unrest in Cizhou in a short time, his previous achievements would surely make him stand out among the crowd and gain Lord Su's favor. Even if it was just to demonstrate his determination to "buy a horse's bones with a thousand pieces of gold," he would undoubtedly receive a generous reward.

The Cizhou Prefecture is nothing to the General Who Conquers the East.

Just then, a mighty roar suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

A gust of wind howled past, but it was a tiger's roar that made countless ghosts tremble incessantly.

A giant tiger, its body as large as a small mountain, stomped across the ground, its four paws pounding the earth with a series of deep, drum-like beats. Countless points of light clung to its mottled fur; upon closer inspection, they were all the shapes of ghouls with white cloth covering their faces and tall hats.

The tiger is the king of the mountains and the leader of all beasts. It is born with the ability to subdue ghosts and make them work for it. Now, the tiger roars alone, which naturally terrifies all the ghosts.

"Lord Dushan".

Sikong Tu, holding a large banner, said, "Why are you doing this?"

The tiger didn't answer, but continued to roar. The tiger's roar and the thunder blended together, making it impossible to distinguish between the thunder and the tiger's roar.

A fierce black wind swept in, concealing countless solid ice crystals. Ice shards the size of millstones transformed into weapons, swirling through the raging gale among the ghosts and monsters. Countless tangible zombies and undead were smashed to pieces, while the intangible vengeful spirits fared even worse, vanishing without a trace. The black wind ceased, solidifying into a gigantic monster, its shape unreadable—either a pig or a bear—with fangs like swords, which it lowered to devour the remains of the ghosts and monsters.

"King Black Wind".

Sikong Tu's eyes were filled with nothing but cold indifference: "Two of the three demons of Xuanshan have arrived. Where is Qinglin now?"

The earth shook and the sky turned upside down. A large blue python with four eyes on its head suddenly emerged from the ground, raising endless soil and rocks. The waves of earth that were thrown up were like a storm, sweeping directly across the fields. Its black tongue flicked in and out, and specks of venomous saliva fell to the ground, turning into a faint purple poisonous mist.

"You're all here, so what, are you guys going to start a fight?"

Sikong Tu swept his eyes over the three demons of Xuanshan. The three great demons at the Core Formation level had revealed their true forms, which did not pose much of a threat to him, but they were an absolute calamity for his ghost soldiers.

The three great demons remained silent, but their auras were linked together as they launched successive attacks on the ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu's command.

No matter who it is, with just a casual movement, they can turn countless ghosts into nothingness.

"Sikong Tu, we will not argue with you today. You must give us an explanation for the death of Alliance Leader Yu."

The Azure Python spoke in human language, wrapped itself around, and killed countless ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu's command.

"Why waste words with him? Old Qing, I'm going to chew up this old devil, so don't try to fight me later."

With a roar, the Black Wind King charged toward Sikong Tu.

"court death."

Sikong Tu raised his arm, and thirty-six enormous iron balls immediately appeared in the air.

Countless ghosts transformed into specks of phosphorescent fire, surging into the iron sphere and merging their magical powers into one.

"All troops, heed my command! Eight hundred Bodhidharma, kill them!"

(End of this chapter)