Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

Ma Ling'er was stunned by those last two words, which made her scalp tingle.

"An evil god?!"

She gasped in shock.

The voices all changed tone.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

Zhou Yuan no longer had the strength to speak.

She was so soft and limp that she felt like a lump of mud.

It was all thanks to Ma Ling'er's slender arms that she was held up tightly.

"Stop talking nonsense..."

"run!"

Zhou Yuan squeezed out broken syllables from his throat.

It was a tremor that came from the depths of one's soul.

That one glance just now.

He saw it clearly.

That was no ordinary vengeful ghost.

It's not some thousand-year-old zombie.

That's God!

Although he was a fallen, sealed evil god.

But that kind of pressure at the level of life itself.

They are simply not in a position to compete with them right now.

It's like an ant under an elephant's feet.

Except for escaping.

No choice!

"Damn it!"

Ma Ling'er gritted her teeth fiercely.

They didn't care whether it was exposed or not.

He tucked the still-eating bamboo shoot into his arms.

With his other hand, he hoisted Zhou Yuan onto his shoulder.

"This old lady has boarded your pirate ship today!"

"Hold on tight!"

She suddenly exerted force with her feet.

boom!

The bluestone bricks underfoot shattered instantly.

She shot off like an arrow.

It rushed straight out from the backyard.

at this time.

The guardian deities in the front yard that were originally still and motionless.

It seemed as if it had also sensed the changes in the backyard.

Click click click!

A tooth-grinding scraping sound rang out.

Hundreds of pale, lifeless eyes.

They all turned around in unison.

They locked their gaze on the two people on the wall.

"roar--!"

A roar that didn't sound like a human voice.

It came out simultaneously from the mouths of those divine generals.

The aura of death filled the sky!

Dozens of heavy, long spears.

With the sound of whistling wind.

They rained down on the wall like a storm!

"My God!"

Ma Ling'er let out a strange cry.

His body twisted inexplicably in mid-air.

He barely avoided a long spear that grazed his scalp.

A few strands of her hair were snapped off by the strong wind.

It drifted away in the air.

"Get out!"

"help!"

Ma Ling'er shouted.

The iron-eating beast in his arms seemed to know that the situation was critical.

He let out a loud yell.

He opened his mouth and spat out a black and white ball of light.

That is the "Yin-Yang Thunder" secret technique of witchcraft.

Boom!

The ball of light exploded in mid-air.

The air currents surged.

The pursuing long spears were shaken and tilted to the side.

Taking advantage of this recoil force.

Ma Ling'er carried Zhou Yuan on her back.

They leaped directly over the high walls of the City God Temple.

After landing.

She didn't dare to turn around at all.

They moved with the speed of the wind.

That was the Ma family's unique "Divine Speed ​​Technique".

His legs were so powerful they almost left afterimages.

……

After an incense stick has burned.

South of Fengzhou City.

Ping An Coffin Shop.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The tightly closed shop door was violently smashed open.

Ma Ling'er rushed in like a whirlwind.

He slammed the door shut behind him.

They even pasted three "house-protecting talismans" on it.

After doing all this.

She collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

He was panting heavily.

His chest heaved violently.

Sweat streamed down his face.

"I'm so tired... I'm exhausted..."

"Old Zhou..."

"You should lose weight..."

She was panting.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Yuan beside him.

Upon closer inspection...

Her heart clenched suddenly.

Zhou Yuan's current state.

It's absolutely terrible.

His face was as pale as paper.

It even exuded an aura of deathly grayness and decay.

Eyes closed tightly.

Among the seven orifices.

Black blood was still seeping out intermittently.

That is a sign that the soul has been severely damaged.

If an ordinary person suffered this kind of injury...

His soul had long since vanished.

He has become a living dead, just an empty shell.

"Old Zhou!"

"Don't scare me!"

"If you die, who's going to pay my wages!"

Ma Ling'er cried out in a sob.

He frantically rummaged through his treasure pouch for various pills.

They stuffed it into Zhou Yuan's mouth like it was free.

Zhou Yuan was in a daze at this time.

But she still retained a sliver of consciousness.

He could feel it.

The "Tales of Gods and Monsters" within my body is running wildly.

The yin energy accumulated from the seven evil shrines was purified previously.

At this moment, it's like burning firewood.

It's being consumed at a rapid pace.

It transforms into streams of cool energy.

It nourished his cracked soul.

That feeling.

It's like the parched earth.

Finally, the long-awaited rain has arrived.

pain.

And they are happy.

"Cough cough..."

a long time.

Zhou Yuan coughed violently twice.

He spat out a mouthful of dark, stagnant blood.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The dim blue flames in his eyes were faint.

But at least things have stabilized.

"I can't die... I won't die."

His voice was hoarse.

It felt like swallowing a handful of sand.

Ma Ling'er saw that he had woken up.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He plopped down on the ground.

He wiped the sweat from his face without any regard for his image.

"You bastard."

"It's a cockroach, isn't it?"

"So tough."

"That last moment."

Even experts at the Day Travel Realm.

"I guess they'll have to die there too."

Zhou Yuan gave a wry smile.

He struggled to sit up straight.

Leaning against the cold coffin lid.

Yet, a deep sense of apprehension still lingered in his eyes.

"Ling'er".

"This is a big problem."

Upon hearing this, Ma Ling'er

The playful expression on his face vanished instantly.

His expression became more solemn than ever before.

"At the bottom of that well..."

"What exactly is it?"

"The evil god you just shouted about..."

"Is it true?"

Zhou Yuan nodded.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the void.

We returned to that terrifying underground cave once again.

"It is an altar."

"An altar made of bones."

"That thing..."

"Formless and without shape."

"But it's right there."

"It's watching me."

"Just one glance."

"I felt like I was standing naked in the freezing cold."

"All the secrets."

"All the power."

"They're nothing compared to it."

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath.

Suppress the pounding in my heart.

"The Void Teachings".

"They're playing with fire."

"They are trying to wake it up."

"and."

"That Wukong Cult Leader."

"Stand before the altar."

"He is praying for strength."

"He's offering a sacrifice!"

Ma Ling'er felt a chill run down her spine.

He instinctively hugged the baby tightly in his arms.

"Sacrifice?"

"What should we offer as a sacrifice?"

Zhou Yuan turned his head.

He stared intently into Ma Ling'er's eyes.

He said, slowly and deliberately:

"Take the entire city of Fengzhou."

"The lives of hundreds of thousands of people!"

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Only the mournful sound of the wind outside the window.

It's as if it's for this city that's about to be ravaged.

The elegy was played ahead of schedule.

"madman……"

"These lunatics!"

Ma Ling'er muttered to herself.

The demon-subduing staff in her hand creaked as she gripped it.

"If we let that thing out."

"Don't even mention Fengzhou."

Even the entire Northern Continent.

"I'm afraid there will be widespread bloodshed."

The two remained silent for a moment.

When the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

hum!

In Zhou Yuan's arms.

Suddenly, a faint yellow light appeared.

That is……

The message talisman Uncle Liu left him!

Zhou Yuan was startled.

He quickly took out the talisman.

All that could be seen was the originally flat talisman paper.

It was burning fiercely at that moment.

The cinnabar runes above.

It's like it came to life.

Crazy twisting.

"Yuan'er..."

"Return immediately..."

"wrong."

"Are you at a coffin shop?"

Uncle Liu's familiar voice.

It emanated from the talisman.

But he was filled with unprecedented anxiety and weakness.

Followed by.

The mud on the ground where the coffin was laid.

Suddenly it started to churn like boiling water.

puff!

A withered hand.

It suddenly emerged from underground.

Followed by.

It was a figure covered in dust and dirt.

It emerged directly from the soil.

It was Uncle Liu!

But at this moment, Uncle Liu...

Gone was that unfathomable composure he usually possessed.

His long gown was tattered and torn.

It was covered in mud and blood.

Her hair was originally gray.

It was in complete disarray at that moment.

They looked like they had just crawled out of a refugee camp.

But his eyes.

But it was frighteningly bright.

He stared intently at Zhou Yuan.

"Uncle Liu!"

Zhou Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

I wanted to get up and help him.

But Uncle Liu waved his hand to stop him.

"Don't move!"

"You're injured too?"

Uncle Liu's gaze was sharp as lightning.

It was immediately clear that Zhou Yuan's soul was injured.

He walked quickly to Zhou Yuan.

Extend your finger.

The dot was placed between Zhou Yuan's eyebrows.

A warm and mellow power of the earth.

It instantly surged into Zhou Yuan's body.

That is pure earth deity power!

The Yin energy transformed from "Strange Tales of the Gods and Monsters".

It is more substantial.

More inclusive.

Zhou Yuan felt an excruciating, tearing pain in his soul.

It relieved most of the pain instantly.

"Uncle Liu."

"What are you doing...?"

Zhou Yuan looked at Uncle Liu's haggard face.

An ominous premonition rose in my heart.

Uncle Liu withdrew his finger.

He let out a long sigh.

He plopped down on the coffin lid opposite Zhou Yuan.

His eyes were complicated.

"I went deep into the mass grave."

"That was the battlefield back then."

"It is also a stronghold of the Wukong Sect."

Speaking of it.

He paused.

He glanced at Ma Ling'er beside him.

Then he looked at Zhou Yuan.

His tone became incredibly heavy.

"Yuan'er."

"Some things."

"Your uncle has been keeping it from you."

"I'm afraid you'll get involved."

"after all."

"This road."

"Too difficult."

"Too dangerous."

"But now..."

Uncle Liu gave a wry smile.

He pointed to Zhou Yuan's mouth, which was still stained with blood.

"Since you've already trespassed on the City God Temple..."

"I saw that well."

That explains it.

"It is the will of Heaven."

"You can't escape now."

Zhou Yuan's heart stirred.

"Uncle Liu."

"That well..."

"What exactly is it?"

Uncle Liu's eyes narrowed.

He uttered four words:

"The Abyss Without Space".

Zhou Yuan and Ma Ling'er exchanged a glance.

They both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"The Abyss of Nothingness?"

Uncle Liu nodded.

He pulled a pipe from his pocket.

My hands trembled slightly as I filled a pot with tobacco.

ignite.

I took a deep breath.

Acrid smoke.

It concealed the pain in his eyes.

That's no ordinary well.

"That was in ancient times."

"A fallen evil god."

"Fragments of the divine kingdom that remain."

"It's also a shortcut to hell."

"The Void Teachings".

"That's the name."

Zhou Yuan frowned.

"Since it's so dangerous..."

"Why didn't you seal it off in the first place?"

"Instead, they built a City God Temple on top of it?"

Uncle Liu exhaled a smoke ring.

He gave a cold laugh.

"seal up?"

"How do we seal it?"

"It's better to guide than to block."

"The Great Ling Dynasty of yesteryear."

"A period of great power and influence."

"Build a City God Temple here."

"I just want to use the incense offerings and prayers of the people of the city."

"Plus the majesty of the Ninth-Rank Divine Path."

"To suppress this abyss."

"original."

"Everything is fine."

"As long as the divine way endures."

"There will never be a way out of this abyss."

Speaking of it.

Uncle Liu's voice suddenly became low and deep.

It carried a hint of sadness that was hard to conceal.

"pity……"

"The world has changed."

"The divine way has collapsed."

"The gods have retreated."

"Those chains that suppress the abyss."

"And that's how it ended."

Zhou Yuan remained silent.

Although he was a time traveler.

But I also know the background of this world.

The divine way is declining.

It is the greatest tragedy of our time.

"That Wukong Cult Leader."

"Who is it?"

Zhou Yuan suddenly asked.

"I saw him at the bottom of the well."

"The feeling I get from him is..."

"Very familiar."

"It doesn't seem like a purely heretical practice."

On the contrary...

"It has a Shinto feel to it."

Uncle Liu's hand trembled.

Ashes from his cigarette fell onto his lapel.

It burned a small hole.

But he was completely unaware.

He just stared blankly at the tobacco pouch in his hand.

a long time.

He then slowly opened his mouth.

The sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"You're right."

"He did indeed practice the path of the gods."

"and……"

"It's still the same lineage as the Earth Deity from back then."

"The most brilliant and talented genius."

Ma Ling'er curiously came closer.

"genius?"

Who is it?

"There's such a person in our Northern Continent?"

Uncle Liu raised his head.

His gaze seemed to traverse the long river of time.

I saw that once spirited young man in white.

"His name is..."

"Lin Xuan".

"Lin Xuan?!"

Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

This name.

He had seen it on a fragment of a page from "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters"!

That is a record about the "local chieftains of Fengzhou throughout the ages".

Before the name "Liu Changqing".

The words "Lin Xuan" were clearly written on it!

"He is...

"The previous Earth God?!"

Zhou Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

Uncle Liu gave a bitter laugh.

He nodded.

"That's right."

"He is my senior brother."

"This is also my life."

"Most respected".

"And the person I hate the most."

The air in the room.

It seemed to have frozen.

The senior brother turned into a demon.

This kind of drama.

Although it's melodramatic.

But it happens in reality.

But it is so cruel.

Why?

Zhou Yuan was puzzled.

"Since he is a genius of the Earthly Realm..."

Why fall into evil ways?

"They even went so far as to collude with evil gods?"

Uncle Liu took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Amidst swirling smoke.

His eyes turned somewhat ferocious.

"Because of despair."

"Yuan'er."

"You have just entered the path of divinity."

"I don't understand the despair of seeing the road ahead completely blocked."

"The world has undergone a dramatic change."

"The Yang Spirit does not emerge."

"We, the earth deities."

"Like a wild beast trapped in a cage."

"Watching helplessly as my divine power dissipated little by little."

"Watching the people I once protected being devoured by evil spirits."

"That feeling of helplessness..."

"It can drive a person crazy."

Uncle Liu's voice trembled.

"Senior Brother Lin Xuan."

"He's too ambitious."

"He was unwilling to perish along with the gods."

"He wants to forge a new path."

"One..."

"The path to defying fate."

Zhou Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

"What road?"

Uncle Liu raised his head.

One word at a time:

"Ghost, earth, earth."

hiss--

Ma Ling'er gasped.

"A combination of ghost cultivators and earth spirits?"

"That's a huge no-no!"

"Yin and Yang are in reverse."

"They will surely be punished by heaven!"

Uncle Liu sneered.

"Divine retribution?"

"If he fears divine retribution."

"Then it wouldn't have turned out like this."

"He wants to use the evil energy of the Void Abyss."

"Reshaping the Earth's Veins"

"Understand the geomantic veins of Fengzhou City."

"Transform into a 'Dark Dragon'!"

"In this way, his divine status is embodied."

"Let him be promoted to the ninth rank of land deity."

"He directly ascended to the 'Ghost Emperor,' comparable to a Yang God!"

Zhou Yuan felt his hands and feet turn ice cold upon hearing this.

madman!

This is absolutely insane!

Transform the ley lines into a dark dragon.

What about the people who live on this land?

Wouldn't they all become nourishment for the Nether Dragon?

"so……"

Zhou Yuan clenched his fist.

His eyes burned with murderous intent.

"His purpose."

"It's not just about summoning evil gods."

"It will even destroy Fengzhou."

"To achieve his own success!"

Uncle Liu nodded.

He tapped the long-extinguished tobacco pipe.

He pulled a yellowed sheepskin map from his pocket.

It was slowly unfolded on the coffin lid.

"That's his plan."

"This is also our only chance."

Zhou Yuan and Ma Ling'er quickly went over.

All I could see on the map was...

It depicts the detailed topography of Fengzhou City.

And in the four corners of the map.

And the location of the City God Temple in the center.

They were all circled by cinnabar.

Connect them together with black wire.

It formed a strange five-pointed star pattern.

"This is……"

"The Five Directions Locking Yuan Formation?"

Ma Ling'er, after all, came from a prominent family.

The basic form of the formation was immediately recognizable.

Not entirely.

Uncle Liu pointed to the four corners.

"These are the four nodes of Fengzhou's geological veins."

"They are the old locust trees on East Street."

"The wells in the West Market."

"The stone lions at the South Gate."

"The mass graves in the northern suburbs."

"These four places."

"It was originally the key point of the array to suppress the fortune."

"Now."

"But they became a thorn in Lin Xuan's side."

"He wants to open the Abyss of Nothingness."

"We must first remove these four nails."

"Completely open up the earth's veins."

"Let the evil influence flow in!"

Uncle Liu's fingers.

It was struck heavily on the map.

It made a dull thud.

It sounds like a war drum.

It struck a chord in their hearts.

"Now."

"You have already destroyed the mass grave in the northern suburbs."

"But he's still secretly making his plans."

"The Heart-Eating Gu of East Street".

"The 'Puppet Insect' of West Market".

"He was testing us."

"He's waiting."

"Wait for the Ghost Festival in a month."

"That was the day the gates of hell opened."

"It is also the time when the yin energy is at its strongest."

"At that time."

"He will detonate the remaining three nodes at the same time."

"To complement the ancient well of the City God Temple."

"Break through the seal in one fell swoop!"

Zhou Yuan looked at the bright red mark on the map.

It felt like watching a series of bloody countdowns.

Ghost Festival (Zhongyuan Festival)

There's still a little over a month left.

time.

Running out.

"Uncle Liu."

Zhou Yuan raised his head.

The weakness in his eyes vanished instantly.

Instead.

It was an unprecedented determination.

Now that we're already in the game...

Then there is no way out.

Whether it's for the sake of all the people in the city.

It was all for the sake of his own spiritual path.

This battle.

There's no way to avoid it!

"What do we need to do?"

Zhou Yuan asked in a deep voice.

Uncle Liu looked at the boy in front of him, who still looked very young.

Yet the boy already possessed a certain divine majesty.

A hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

There was also a hint of reluctance.

But in the end, he hardened his heart.

Pointing to the nodes on the map.

The voice was strong and powerful:

"Defend!"

"Hold these three nodes at all costs!"

"Before he launched it."

"We must strike first."

"We must not only defend it."

"It has to be the other way around."

"Utilize this ley line node."

"Reset the 'Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Formation'."

"Him."

"And that damned evil god."

"Let's all suppress them and send them back to hell!"

Ma Ling'er was thrilled.

He pulled out the demon-subduing staff from his back.

It slammed heavily to the ground.

"Let's do it!"

"Grandma will call for help right away!"

"Have my second uncle transfer all the elite troops from the Ma family here!"

I refuse to believe it.

"There are so many of us."

"We can't even beat a traitor!"

Zhou Yuan also stood up.

Although the internal injuries have not yet healed.

But his imposing presence.

But it keeps rising.

The Mysteries of Gods and Monsters seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit.

It churned and churned within his mind.

finally.

It's a brand new page.

That is……

A blank page that has not yet been unlocked.

Waiting for new evil spirits to fill the void.

"Lin Xuan..."

Zhou Yuan looked toward the City God Temple.

A cold smile curved at the corner of his lips.

"You want to be the Ghost Emperor."

"Did you ask me, the local earth god?"

"This Fengzhou."

"What I said."

"Only then does it count!"

outside the window.

A thunderclap ripped through the night sky.

It illuminated the small coffin shop.

It also illuminated the resolute expressions on the faces of the three people.

Storm is coming.

The curtain rises.

It has already been opened.