Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 69, Section 68: Clothing Making (3.7K words - Please subscribe)
At Chen Shi (7-9 AM), golden rays appeared on the horizon, indicating that today would be a sunny day.

Looking at the sunlight, Song Chen seized the opportunity to "add fuel to the fire".

To put it simply, the "Exploring the Netherworld" technique can gather ghosts; with more ghosts, the waves of the Yellow Springs become larger; and with larger waves, the white demons below will rise, which is called "rising waves."

However, the wandering souls that fall into the Yellow Springs will rush towards the Gate of Hell. Normally, these wandering souls may not even reach the Gate of Hell before being swept away by the Yellow Springs. But as long as someone controls it, using the power of the rising and falling turbid waves, these many wandering souls will carry the evil spirits that are already in the Yellow Springs down with them.

Amidst this immense upheaval, the evil spirits lurking behind the gates of hell will also exert their power, thus enabling the gates to open.

This was Song Chen's first time doing this, but the Marrow-Eating Crane Demon Clan was clearly not doing it for the first time.

Song Chen didn't know how things were going with Jiu Lingzi, but things were going very smoothly for him.

Now we're just waiting for the "signal" from afar.

Shen Shi
The sun is shining brightly in the sky.

The emperor's voice echoed from the distant mountains.

The sound was clearly created by a cultivator using magic, spreading from a high place and covering the surrounding area. Even people outside the Golden Peach Mountain area could hear it clearly, and even those in the capital could faintly hear it.

"Alas!!

In the past, the wicked and treacherous tribes wreaked havoc, causing immense suffering and destruction, tearing apart our lands, and slaughtering our people. White bones covered the fields, and wronged souls filled the rivers; thirty years of accumulated hatred have brought sorrow to heaven and earth. I, by the mandate of Heaven, vow to avenge this humiliation, and thus command the six armies to march north against injustice.”

Each word was spoken slowly, deeply, and with genuine emotion.

"It's starting, everyone give it your all." Song Chen diligently directed the crane demons, urging them to rush forward and get to work as quickly as possible.

The eulogy, which was lengthy and contained thousands of words, expressed the humiliation that Dayong had suffered in the past, the emperor's efforts to govern diligently, and the bravery of the soldiers.
As the hour of You (5-7 PM) approached, the sacrificial text was finally finished.

“Whenever I stand on the high platform and look north to the battlefield, I can still hear the sound of clashing swords and see loyal souls and resolute spirits lingering in the clouds. I cannot bear to leave for long.”

If the spirits of the fallen heroes are aware, they will surely accept this offering.

May this offering of three sacrificial animals comfort you in the afterlife;
Your merits, inscribed on metal and stone, will be remembered for eternity.

Their souls are resolute, like heroic ghosts, guarding our Great Yong, forever protecting the border!
We humbly request your acceptance of this offering!

"May your soul return!"

If Song Chen hadn't known it was all fake, and that the heroic spirits would never return, he too would have been ignited by the Emperor's voice, his blood boiling and tears streaming down his face.

With a single eulogy, hearts were united. Even though Song Chen knew the whole truth, at this moment, an overwhelming feeling arose within him—the Emperor is wise and benevolent!
Even though he couldn't see it, he could imagine that the emperor, who was diligently attending to state affairs late at night in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, had already unfurled the blood-written military orders written by the 100,000 brave soldiers before their departure.

The blood-written letter fluttered fiercely in the cold wind at the summit.

The emperor stood before the sacrificial offerings of cattle, sheep, and pigs, head held high to the north, eyes reddening, and uttered in a powerful voice, "O soul, return!"

Knowing the time had come, Song Chen called out, "Gather the Yin Souls!"

Xiao Meng stood motionless beside Song Chen, her hands hanging slightly at her sides. She clearly knew that the most crucial moment had arrived.

Just then, the sky, which had been casting golden beams of light, suddenly changed. Crimson clouds gathered like two giant, sky-covering hands, and a rumbling sound of winter thunder rolled down from above.

Xiao Meng said, "Not bad, it's bigger than I expected."

But within the thunderclouds, two figures faced each other: one was Mr. Jin, and the other was a majestic man wrapped in animal skin.

Mr. Jin said, "Knowing that our skill levels are similar, why do you still want to fight?"

The imposing man in animal hide said, "If I don't fight, how will I know who you are?"

Mr. Jin said, "I am a member of the Five Elements Sect, but I do not want to make enemies with people from other sects, so I cover my face."

The imposing man in animal hide sneered, saying, "Even your voice is so hoarse, so fake. Do you think I'd believe what you say?"

The two said no more.

The thunder was merely a result of the two testing each other during their exchange.

Song Chen watched as the Yellow Springs water rose higher and higher, until it broke through the earth and completely submerged the place where he stood.

One by one, the white demons, like man-eating sharks that have smelled blood, leaped violently from the Yellow Springs.

Xiao Meng moved.

She stretched out both hands, like swatting a mole, suppressing one White Demon after another. Those White Demons, equivalent to the ninth level of Qi Gathering, seemed like ants to her.

Song Chen's pupils contracted. He knew that Senior Sister Meng was powerful, but he never expected her to be this powerful.

It's important to know that suppressing each White Demon requires a significant amount of effort.

Senior Sister Meng seemed to have exerted no effort at all, just like an ordinary person throwing a punch or kicking.

Song Chen didn't have time to look around much, as the number of gathered yin spirits was already enormous, piled up like mountains.

An experienced old crane demon nodded to him.

Song Chen then said, "Break down the door!"

As soon as the two words fell, hundreds of crane demons exerted their strength at the same time, and the yin spirits instantly transformed into a torrent, using the force of the Yellow Springs' falling water to strike downwards. Many yin spirits were swept away by the rapid current of the Yellow Springs, but those behind followed closely behind. In this way, it gradually transformed into a long pillar probing the sea.

Boom!
The pillar of ghostly tide crashed into the eerie blue gate at the bottom of the Yellow Springs.

The door moved slightly.

Boom!
Hit again!

Boom!
Thump thump thump thump!
The ghostly pillars crashed violently against the giant blue gate one after another.

There seems to be a force pulling wildly behind the Gate of Hell.

One collision, one pull.

Slowly, a piercing creaking sound came from behind.

A crack appeared at the gates of hell—it opened!
This amount of power is not enough to open the gates of hell wide, but it is enough to open them.

Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Alright, that's all for him now.

Just then, he suddenly turned his head, a look of disbelief appearing in his eyes.

Xiao Meng suddenly removed her mask, revealing a pale, rotten, and ugly face with young eyes and a mouth that twitched, revealing a dense array of sharp, melon-seed-like teeth.

Then, Xiaomeng suddenly turned into a blur. She stopped suppressing the ghost realm and began to slaughter the crane demons. A layer of yin energy enveloped her hands. As the yin energy expanded, her two claws, each several meters long, could easily kill the crane demons.

Her sneak attack was completely unexpected.

She was also in the middle of the crane demons' gathering.

In just a few swipes, dozens of the crane demons died.

Xiao Meng grabbed the dead crane demons and continued to hurl them down into the underworld like boulders.

The Crane Demon's realm far surpasses that of ordinary people, and its divine soul is also much stronger.

Xiao Meng had clearly used some kind of supernatural power to merge the crane demons into the ghost tide, causing the long pillar of the ghost tide, which had already stopped, to be pushed forward again.

boom!
Boom boom boom! !

The pillar of ghostly energy slammed even harder. The gap in the gate of ghosts widened, becoming large enough to allow something to escape.

The Yellow Spring water suddenly burst forth violently.

Song Chen reacted extremely quickly. When he saw Xiao Meng slaughtering the crane demons, he did not perform his duties as the leader of the crane demon clan, but instead turned around and ran away.

But as soon as he ran, he heard an evil laugh behind him.

"Junior brother, you should come down too."

As the laughter subsided, a sharp claw descended upon Song Chen.

Song Chen reacted extremely quickly.

As the claw reached out, he had already swiftly transformed into the White Wraith Domain and then sank into the Yellow Springs. The flawless bronze feather had somehow already been grasped in his hand.

He raised his hand and pointed.

The ghost realm is the boat, and the blue feather is the rudder.

For some reason, this patch of green feathers seems to have encountered some kind of obstacle today.

But in an instant, the obstacle was broken.

Escape to the Underworld!
Song Chen shot off at incredible speed, disappearing in a flash. The process was indescribable, as was the feeling; in short: acceleration! He went from motionless to a streak of light in an instant! Fast! Absurdly fast!
Song Chen's heart pounded wildly. He only knew that this world was dangerous, but he never thought that his senior sister Meng, who had saved him several times on the surface, would suddenly take action.

We saved him simply because he wasn't yet ready to die.

He had no idea why Senior Sister Meng wanted to kill him, or what she was plotting.

Senior Sister Meng is usually cold and aloof, never revealing anything. Who knew she could turn on me so suddenly?
Song Chen's heart was pounding, and his mouth was dry.

His gaze fell on the bronze feather, and he was surprised to find that the flawless feather had become much dimmer, obviously the escape had caused great damage to the flawless feather.

"Black Yama's Edict!" Xiao Meng was somewhat taken aback.

The Crane Demon Clan Chief's token is actually the Black Yama Edict?
Before she could even touch her junior brother, he had already shot off into the distance.

Her ugly face became even more ferocious, revealing a trace of annoyance. If she had known that the Crane Demon Clan Chief's token was the Black Yama Edict, she would have acted long ago. She needed to open the Gate of Hell even wider!
Seeing her junior brother disappear without a trace, Xiao Meng ultimately did not chase after him. At this moment, she was not confident that she could catch up with a ninth-realm cultivator who held the Black Yama Edict in the Yellow Springs.

In the brief moment of distraction, the crane demons realized what was happening and transformed into streaks of light, fleeing to the surrounding areas.

However, they had just left when they came back, running around and around, but they were always in the same place.

An experienced old crane said, "Ghost Domain! You... how can you use Ghost Domain?"

It looked at Xiaomeng in astonishment.

Xiao Meng didn't answer. With one claw, she killed the old crane and threw it into the underworld, giving the long pillar that opened the door a boost.

Some of the crane demons fled, while others began to besiege Xiaomeng, but they were no match for her at all.

The gates of hell are opening wider and wider.

Behind the crack in the door, the flow suddenly became rapid.

A strong tremor was felt in the deep ocean.

The white demons began to flee for their lives towards the Yellow Springs. A strange yellow shadow appeared behind the Gate of Hell. The yellow shadow grabbed upwards with all its might, and the yellow thread it shot out quickly wrapped around several white demons.

A crane demon exclaimed in horror, "Huang Chong has arrived!"

The White Demon needs the help of several living people to climb to the human world.

But Huang Chong had to drag several white demons back to the human world.

The crane demon cried out in alarm, but then realized something was wrong.

because
Although Huang Chong looked like he was frantically crawling out, it also looked like he was trying to escape for his life.

Just then, a person suddenly appeared in Xiaomeng's ghost realm, a young man with a refined demeanor but now a solemn expression—Jiulingzi.

Jiu Lingzi looked at Xiao Meng and said, "You are not the Dream Mirror, or rather, your body is the Dream Mirror. Among your three souls, the Heavenly Soul and Earthly Soul are the Dream Mirror, but the Human Soul is not."

Your human soul was devoured and replaced in the realm of illusion when Xiaomeng was undergoing her tribulation.

The fact that your soul can be trapped in the realm between reality and illusion without being destroyed can only be described as too powerful. Even though it consumes a great deal of energy, it is still able to possess the Dream Mirror and completely control it.

You are not of cannibalistic blood at all; you are just using that name.

You can easily suppress the ghost realm only because you possess more powerful evil spirits.

What exactly are you?

Xiao Meng tilted her head, smiled, and said, "Finally found it," then let out a strange roar: "Don't bother me!!"

Suppressing his anger, Jiu Lingzi said, "I don't care what you're doing, but you've stirred up the whole mess! With you blocking the door, the soul I'm summoning can't get out!"

Xiao Meng said, "Then why don't you make the clothes first, and then summon the soul?"

Jiu Lingzi's expression turned sinister.

After years of preparation, he was extremely anxious at the last minute because of this disruption.

"court death!!"

At the summit of Golden Peach Mountain.

The emperor stood beneath thunderclouds, the blood-written book in his hand fluttering fiercely.

During this journey, he saw many streaks of light descend from the sky, and then the great cultivators of the Imperial City Temple beside him went to meet them. Even Jiu Lingzi left.

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he turned his head slightly.

Turning his head to the side, he saw the great cultivator named Tian Kui Zi.

Tian Kui Zi was blocking his way, while a person dressed in a blood-red robe and wearing a blood-red mask, completely covered up, was walking towards them.

This person was not the previous "Mr. Jin," but like "Mr. Jin," he kept a low profile.

Tian Kuizi looked at the newcomer, but before she could make a move, the man suddenly raised his hand.

Before the emperor could see anything clearly, Tian Kuizi collapsed, letting out a shrill, inhuman scream.

The man looked up at the emperor.

The emperor suddenly turned around and ran frantically.

Thunder roared, and large, icy raindrops began to fall.

The emperor murmured, "I can't die here. I have to die where I deserve to die. The Li family needs me. The Li family needs me!"

He ran off in a disheveled state.

He could only die at the hands of Jiu Lingzi. Only by being docile could the Li royal family have a glimmer of hope for the future, a glimmer of hope for their rise.

(End of this chapter)