Chapter 736
Chapter 736
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 736
>Chapter Title: Enter
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Listening to these dried-up lama corpses, Li Huowang finally understood the consequences of the Death Squire moving.
“It’s precisely because of this that all the grass in Qingqiu has died. Once the grass is gone, the cattle and sheep will die next. Once the livestock are all dead, it’ll be people’s turn.”
“If it keeps going like this, Qingqiu will probably turn back into the Hill of the Dead.”
“Death should have been the final rest and end, but now with Great Black Heaven stirring, the dead across the world will only keep multiplying.”
However, hearing this, a trace of confusion resurfaced in Li Huowang’s mind. Weren’t all these deaths happening now because of the Yu’er God’s invasion—and the ravages of the Doctrine of the Law?
How had it turned into a completely different chain of cause and effect in this guy’s mouth?
Li Huowang was only half-believing what this fellow was saying.
“Master, I’m truly sorry to hear that Qingqiu’s grass is dying, but what does that have to do with me going to Fengdu? I’m not there for anything else—I just want to find someone in Fengdu.”
“You’ve told me, but I can’t help. You should go find Profound Mother and the others for this sort of thing.”
No matter what else was said, Li Huowang hadn’t forgotten the purpose of his visit. He needed to get his own clay Buddha across the river first.
A creaking sound suddenly rang out, and the rope around a neck snapped. A dried-up corpse dropped straight down from midair, landing right in front of Li Huowang.
Its shriveled head, like a thin shell, twisted with great difficulty into an expression of extreme fury.
“Now that Great Black Heaven has stirred, do you think he stirred anywhere else? Naturally, it was in Fengdu! Great Black Heaven—Hum! Even if you don’t touch him, just catching a single glimpse will make it so you can’t die even if you want to!”
Li Huowang’s brows furrowed tightly. Squire... He racked his brain, trying to recall everything he’d seen back in White Jade Capital.
So much time had passed that Li Huowang had forgotten most of it, but even those fragmented pieces were enough to make his body tremble uncontrollably.
In the rare instances Li Huowang had faced a Squire—aside from Season Disaster—whether it was the Battling Matron or Bar Hui, he was less than an ant in their presence.
And in those cases, they hadn’t even descended in person—just an incarnation, or a distant glance.
A Squire—the Squire of Death. Did he really have what it took now to retrieve what he wanted from right beside one?
But if he didn’t patch up the falsehood, dragging things out in his current state would only harm others and himself.
There was no time to seek other methods now, and none presented themselves anyway. The Doctrine of the Law was still rampant—this wasn’t the time to dawdle.
Caught in a dilemma, Li Huowang stood in place, thinking seriously for a good while before turning his gaze to the dried-up corpse before him. “Since you’re all so familiar with this so-called Great Black Heaven, you must have a way to avoid him, right?”
Seeing a slight movement in those sunken eyes of the dead one, Li Huowang immediately pressed on. “Since Profound Mother has spoken with you, you should know who I am and how dire things are with the Doctrine of the Law.”
“If the Doctrine of the Law truly counterattacks, how long can your Bardo Temple hold out?”
“I’m not delusional enough to try wrestling arms with Great Black Heaven. I just want to enter Fengdu to find a medicine catalyst. Once I have it, I’ll come right back.”
“With a great enemy at the gates, helping me is helping yourselves.”
The dried-up corpses filling the room said nothing, seemingly pondering deeply, as if still harboring doubts.
But at that moment, the entire hall around them shook violently. Li Huowang glanced toward the door and immediately paled in shock.
“What are you hesitating for! See that? Another hourglass is gone! Do you plan to wait until all eleven are empty before you act?”
Finally, these words swayed them. The dried-up lamas nodded toward Li Huowang. “Very well. If you insist on trying, I won’t stop you.”
“But I must warn you—even if we help, Fengdu itself remains extraordinarily perilous. You must take care.”
“Enough talk—time’s short! Hurry up!” Only upon hearing this did Li Huowang release the innate qi within him, dispersing the illusion he’d just conjured.
That’s right—the hourglasses hadn’t actually vanished. Li Huowang had simply felt that without some pressure, these old things wouldn’t lend a hand.
Cultivation abilities, without their side effects, were undeniably one of the most powerful divine abilities.
Soon, Li Huowang was led to a meditation room lined all around with candles.
He thought this was the entrance to Fengdu, but the dried-up lamas instructed him to sit cross-legged.
As Li Huowang sat in the center of the meditation room, the lamas sat cross-legged around him.
“Remember this: once you enter Fengdu, whether you find the medicine catalyst or not, you can only stay for three hours. Return immediately at the sound of the wheel—don’t delay a single moment.”
“Got it!” Li Huowang placed his hands on his knees and slowly closed his eyes.
The dried-up lamas began to chant slowly, their incomprehensible sutras filling the air.
“Boluopo. Xudani. Yinnaliye.”
They slowly drew transparent crystal knives from their robes and slashed directly at Li Huowang’s head.
Li Huowang’s eyes snapped open as he roared at them in fury: “What are you doing!”
But the dried-up corpses showed no reaction, sitting motionless like statues.
When Li Huowang reached out to touch them, his hand passed straight through their bodies.