My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 514 Destruction
"Is the secret technique of the Gate of Hell really hidden in such a small scripture?" Shang Yang was skeptical.

“This scripture is indeed extraordinary.” Chen Mu said solemnly, “We not only learned the method for refining the Ghost Gate from it, but also other secret techniques.”

Shang Yang raised an eyebrow, took the scripture, flipped through a few pages, and realized that its contents were indeed profound. His eyes immediately lit up with joy.

"Good stuff!"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Once the city lord comprehends the incantation, we will head to the Outer Heavens."

"No problem." Shang Yang carefully placed the scripture into the energy storage bag at his waist, then revealed a chilling smile.

Then he clenched his right fist, with gray energy swirling around it, and slammed it down fiercely towards Chen Mu's head.

boom!
An air explosion occurred, creating a white shockwave that churned and scattered smoke and dust.

"You run pretty fast." Shang Yang withdrew his fist and looked at fifty meters away with a sneer.

Chen Mu put Lü Liang and Lü Shisan down, his face full of anger: "I've already given you the scriptures that record the Gates of Hell, why did you still have to attack me?!"

"What scriptures? I don't know!" Shang Yang sneered.

Chen Mu's face twitched.

How shameless!
"Aren't you afraid that the scriptures I give you are fake?" Chen Mu asked, puzzled. Wasn't this sudden change of heart a bit too fast?

"It's nothing." Shang Yang laughed nonchalantly, "After I kill you, no matter what the secret is, my nephew will obediently tell me."

"Tsk! Looks like you never intended for me to live in the first place." Chen Mu was surrounded by black smoke, a smirk playing on his lips. "Luckily..."

"Luckily, that's what I thought too!"

He vanished suddenly, appearing silently beside Shang Yang, his right hand forming a knife shape, and he stabbed fiercely into Shang Yang's waist and abdomen.

Clang!
A layer of gray air appeared on Shang Yang's body, and Chen Mu's palm was firmly blocked outside the gray air.

Chen Mu's expression changed.

As expected of a divine spirit, its protective aura is indeed formidable!

He immediately flashed, transforming into a black shadow that spun rapidly around Shang Yang.

He wielded his hands like knives, relentlessly stabbing and slashing at his vital points.

Dang Dang Dang...

Sparks flew everywhere, and a series of dense metallic clanging sounds spread in all directions.

“Clearly not a divine embryo or a spirit, yet possessing a protective aura similar to a Dharma body, no wonder Old Ghost Lü made you stay and guard Feng’an City.” Shang Yang exclaimed with admiration, then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes: “But that’s all it is. Yin soldiers are ultimately just yin soldiers!”

Snapped!
Shang Yang's large, fan-like hand suddenly grabbed Chen Mu's wrist, and then his knee, swirling with a thick gray aura, slammed into Chen Mu's chest and abdomen.

clang!
With a loud bang, Chen Mu was instantly launched into the air by the knee strike, his whole body arched like a shrimp, tearing through the air and flying uncontrollably into the clouds.

Before his momentum could slow down, Shang Yang's burly figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The opponent raised its right leg high, enveloped in a thick gray aura, and a huge phantom of a unicorn beetle appeared behind it.

boom!
Like a long whip, Shang Yang's right leg, enveloped in white mist, lashed hard across Chen Mu's back.

Chen Mu shot through the air like a baseball, crashing into the earth with a deafening roar. The earth along the Wangchuan River trembled slightly.

With a flash of black shadow, Shang Yang appeared beside Lü Liang, a sinister smile on his face: "That person who took my full-force attack is doomed."

“Nephew, your backer is gone. I don’t need to tell you what to do, do I?”

Lü Liang was pale and stood there dumbfounded.

Shang Yang couldn't help but grin.

But the smile on her face hadn't even fully formed yet.

A soft sound came from not far behind.

Shang Yang's expression froze, and he suddenly turned his head to look. He saw a figure slowly emerging from the dust-filled pit in the distance.

"Is this the true power of the Divine Embryo Dharma Form?"

Chen Mu's clothes were spotless, and his hair was not messy at all.

"Compared to Li Wuyou, he's far inferior."

Chen Mu grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

He suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Shang Yang.

Black smoke, speckled with silver threads, swirled around his right knee, and behind him, the phantom images of five dragons suddenly appeared in mid-air.

As if the scene were repeating itself, Chen Mu's knee slammed hard into Shang Yang's chest and abdomen.

boom!
The vital energy covering Shangyang's chest and abdomen shattered like glass.

Shang Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly struck him.

Click!

The sound of bones cracking rang out, and Shang Yang was sent flying uncontrollably into the sky.

Before he could even take flight, Chen Mu's figure appeared beside him.

Seeing the ambiguous smile on Chen Mu's face out of the corner of his eye, Shang Yang was immediately filled with unspeakable fear.

In an instant, time seemed to slow down, and he clearly saw Chen Mu raise his right leg with a seemingly slow but actually fast motion, just like he had done moments before. A dense aura of Dharma energy enveloped it, as if it were covered in a layer of pitch-black steel armor.

The next moment, his right leg suddenly lashed out.

boom!
The protective energy behind him suddenly shattered, and Shang Yang even felt as if he heard the sound of his spine breaking!

With a whoosh, he fell to the ground like a cannonball.

Before he could even touch the ground, Chen Mu reappeared, his right leg, as if cast in steel, lashed out, sending Shang Yang soaring into the sky once more.

Shang Yang tried his best to adjust his Dharma Aura, hoping to regain control of his body. But every time he managed to organize his Dharma Aura, Chen Mu's attack would appear at just the right moment, easily shattering his energy.

He was like a ball, helplessly kicked around in mid-air by Chen Mu, the cracking sounds of his qi breaking and bones snapping incessantly.

At that moment, with a loud bang, he slammed into the ground. Shang Yang, his clothes tattered, lay sprawled at the bottom of the crater Chen Mu had just created.

Before he could even catch his breath, his eyes, swollen to slits, saw a pair of toes billowing thick black smoke burst through the dust and pierce right in front of his heart.

In a flash, he seemed to hear the roar of a dragon, and five black dragon phantoms flashed before his eyes. The unicorn beetle dharma image he had instinctively gathered was instantly torn to pieces.

Shang Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

Done!

"Surrender!"

"Spare my life!"

He shouted almost instinctively.

The toes that were about to touch his chest suddenly stopped, and he moved lightly to the side, landing beside him.

Shang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, then his head tilted to the side, and his consciousness suddenly plunged into darkness.

"The One-Horned Demon King?"

"Heh!" Chen Mu's lips curled up, revealing a smile.

He did not succeed in cultivating his divine embryo, but he mastered the Five Dragons Scripture to its limit. The Dharma body contained the full essence of the Candle Dragon, which was something that ordinary divine embryo spirits could not withstand.

He hadn't noticed it while fighting Li Wuyou for half a month, but now that he'd encountered a true divine embryo, the extraordinary nature of the Five Dragons Scripture was immediately apparent.

"In the end, it's not that Shangyang Faxiang is incompetent, but that Li Wuyou is too powerful!" He couldn't help but look towards the riverbank three miles away.

That eerie, fake smile still lingered in the thin mist.

"The Heavenly Capital Demon is comparable to a Yin God; it truly lives up to its reputation."

Just as I was feeling sentimental, a familiar aura suddenly appeared not far away.

Chen Mu subconsciously looked over and saw dozens of Li Wuyous suddenly appear next to the Gate of Hell.

Immediately afterwards, several wine jars suddenly jumped out of the void and smashed onto the Gate of Hell with a bang, splashing bright red liquid everywhere and covering the entire Gate of Hell.

As if stimulated by something, dozens of Li Wuyous suddenly turned up their lips, revealing an increasingly terrifying and eerie smile.

A bad feeling immediately rose in Chen Mu's heart.

Before he could react, the dozens of Li Wuyous, like cats smelling blood or snakes being provoked, suddenly sprang out, their bodies swirling with crimson energy, and crashed into the Gates of Hell.

In a single moment, the resilient Gate of Hell snapped in two.

With a series of crashes and roars, the Gate of Hell, which had been painstakingly built, was smashed into pieces by Li Wuyou and his men.

hum!
As the illusory image of the River of Oblivion appeared, dozens of frenzied Li Wuyous seemed to be frozen in place, and then, under the wash of the illusory image of the River of Oblivion, they swelled, dissipated, and disappeared.

Making noises in the east and attacking in the west?

They won against Shangyang, but lost at the Gates of Hell?
Without the Gates of Hell, I'm still on my way to the Outer Heavens!
Chen Mu's face immediately turned gloomy and ugly.

The angrier Chen Mu got, the more he thought about it, and kicked Shang Shangyang right next to Lü Liang's feet.

"What are you two doing? After all this time, how come there are still spies from Qingyang City among the people of Feng'an City!"

He didn't notice how Li Wuyou appeared, but the reason he made Li Wuyou frantically attack the wine jar at the Gate of Hell was by using the Shrinking Earth Teleportation technique.

The method used was exactly the same as when he was moved out of Feng'an City!
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Find that bastard!"

More importantly, he needed to know exactly how these people concealed their presence.

Chen Mu looked at Shang Yang, who was lying unconscious at the foot of Lü Liang.

He hadn't detected a single clue before this guy descended from the sky; how did this bald man manage to evade the detection of the Listening Technique?!

……

"It's the Breathless Stone."

At dusk, by the River of Oblivion, inside a brand-new, spacious, and bright stone house.

Shang Yang, who was sitting on the left side of the square table, spoke in a low voice, and as he spoke, he took out a dark pebble the size of an egg from his sleeve and placed it in the middle of the square table.

"This thing comes from a secret agent in Qingyang City. It should be the innate supernatural power of a secret agent, which can conceal his aura."

The Stone of Extinction?
Chen Mu squinted and stared intently at the cracked stone.

He soon saw a feather-like pattern on the surface of the dark pebble.

Upon closer inspection, one immediately discovers that within each fine feather of the feather pattern, there are even more intricate patterns and designs.

As he looked at it, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

Is the "small three talents shading the light" method prohibited?
Chen Mu couldn't help but grit his teeth.

The supernatural powers of the Yin Spirits are truly unreasonable. A simple supernatural power can conceal one's aura as if it were a magical restriction.

but……

"I'm afraid this tiny stone alone can't possibly stop the aura of your divine embryonic spirit, can it?" Chen Mu didn't believe it.

"I also used my unique technique, the Seventy-Three Meridian Holes, to seal my own power and lower my aura."

"Moreover, they would give me one every day, rotating it to keep me safe from the secret methods for a long time."

With his face bruised and swollen, Shang Yang confessed honestly.

You can't be dishonest.

Can't beat it!

"So you used this thing to conceal the aura of the River of Oblivion and help Li Wuyou reach the gates of hell?" Chen Mu asked with a gloomy face.

"I don't know, I just took the Extinction Stone from them." Shang Yang quickly waved his hand in denial.

"I really wanted to steal the Gate of Hell and go to the Outer Heaven, but the destruction of the Gate of Hell has absolutely nothing to do with me!" He shook his head repeatedly, his bald head covered with bruises and welts bobbing like a rattle.

He explained with a wry smile, "Old Ghost Xiao of Qingyang City has been trapped in the Yin God realm for hundreds of years. He seems to have comprehended some secret technique from the Root Stone Tablet. In order to become the Netherworld King, he wants to practice the technique on a human."

"Blocking Feng'an City is a way of targeting City Lord Lü. If I don't run away, he'll capture me sooner or later."

"I truly want to seize the Gates of Hell and travel to the Outer Heavens."

Capture people to practice magic? Netherworld spirits?
Chen Mu suddenly realized why they had been surrounding them without attacking; they were indeed plotting against that City Lord Lü!

"So, as long as we repair the Gate of Hell, Qingyang City will definitely send people to cause trouble?" Chen Mu's face was grim.

Shang Yang carefully observed Chen Mu's expression, but had no choice but to nod helplessly.

Chen Mu couldn't help but clench his fist.

This is going to completely trap them on the banks of the River of Oblivion.

"If Lord Lü successfully advances to the Yin Spirit realm and returns, could it resolve the current predicament?"

"I'm afraid it'll be a bit difficult?" Shang Yang shook his head: "Old Ghost Xiao has already reached the perfection of Yin Spirit, so he probably has ways to restrain Yin Spirits that have just entered the Yin Spirit realm."

Chen Mu's expression grew increasingly grim, and he glared fiercely at Shang Yang.

"Since we're going to use the Gates of Hell, wouldn't it be better to just cooperate honestly?"

"I have already sincerely and honestly handed you the gates of hell, what are you still making a fuss about?"

"Now look what's happened, the Gates of Hell are destroyed, we're all doomed!"

Shang Yang felt his blood rushing to his head, and he felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

Honesty and sincerity?

So you're really sincere, yet you still show me that bullshit longevity scripture?

Have you no shame?!

I know it's wrong to kill and steal, but aren't you also using the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed to plot against me?
What utter nonsense about sincerity!
Shang Yang cursed inwardly, wishing he could kill this bastard.

Unfortunately, the moment he regained consciousness, Chen Mu forced him to recite the Longevity Scripture more than ten times.

With the demonic seed inside his body, it was difficult for him to even make a move.

(End of this chapter)