Chapter 78
Chapter 78
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 78
Chapter Title: Entering the Witch Ghost Realm Again
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One month later, Skull Mountain.
Lu Yang rode his escape light, traveling unimpeded. After all, with his current strength, he no longer paid any mind to ordinary perfected Qi Refining cultivators.
Even though he was now just a Yin Spirit forged from a single soul, his higher state of being allowed him to deal with perfected Qi Refining cultivators with a mere wave of his sleeve. Only if his opponent, like Yun Miaoqing of the past, had mastered a great divine ability or possessed a rare treasure could they possibly stand a chance against him.
Of course, this was limited to crushing weaklings.
Having lost his physical body, Lu Yang was actually at his weakest. If he encountered a cultivator of the same level, he could only flee.
Soon, Lu Yang brought his escape light to a halt.
In the distance, a black mountain range with Yin Qi soaring to the heavens came into view.
"Very good. It seems Perfected Being Yin Shan has not yet arrived."
Lu Yang sensed the threads of karma and confirmed that the Witch Ghost Mystic Realm had not yet emerged, nor had the people from the Divine Might Sect arrived. Only then did he transform into a gentle breeze and disappear into the mountains.
In his previous life, when the Witch Ghost Mystic Realm appeared, Lu Yang had memorized its location, making it easy to find this time. Before long, he arrived at the entrance of a cave. He strolled inside. The entrance was narrow, but after several dozen steps, it suddenly opened up to reveal a vast, subterranean lake.
"This is the place."
Lu Yang gazed at the lake, feeling a strong spatial fluctuation. However, he did not enter directly, instead choosing to linger at the mystic realm's entrance.
Even though things were different now, his Dao heart remained firm.
Haste makes waste, and patience brings peace... No rush. I'll play with it for a bit first.
Lu Yang took out the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner and gave it a gentle shake. Chen Xin'an's figure immediately emerged, only to be thrown by Lu Yang into the entrance of the Witch Ghost Mystic Realm.
He hadn't forgotten that there was a Golden Core sword qi inside the mystic realm.
In his previous life, he hadn't cultivated any Primal Saint Sect techniques, so he wasn't killed by the sword qi. But in this life, he had cultivated the sect's body tempering technique, Sage's Theft.
Under these circumstances, heaven only knew if that sword qi would spare him.
Just in case, it was better to let Senior Brother Chen scout the path first.
Chen Xin'an: “...”
Boom!
The next moment, ripples spread across the surface of the subterranean lake. Through Chen Xin'an's perspective, Lu Yang quickly saw the scene within.
What came into view was a magnificent streak of sword qi.
However, the sword qi did not strike down. Instead, it locked onto Chen Xin'an from a distance, as if marking him with something, and then actually allowed him to enter the mystic realm.
"So straightforward?"
Lu Yang looked surprised. He then formed a hand seal, about to recall Chen Xin'an—
Zheng zheng—!
Almost simultaneously, the sword qi that had just gone dormant suddenly trembled. Chen Xin'an, who was about to leave the mystic realm, instantly dissipated into a cloud of white Qi.
Seeing this, Lu Yang raised an eyebrow. He first glanced at Chen Xin'an's true spirit within the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, confirming that he could summon him again after some time. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. He then took out another banner spirit and threw it into the mystic realm. After several experiments, he finally came to a conclusion:
"Entry is permitted, but exit is forbidden, is it..."
Lu Yang was lost in thought. “That’s right. The purpose of this sword qi is to eradicate the lineage of the Witch Ghost Dao, so it won't allow anyone to leave the mystic realm.”
"As for why it allows entry... Damn it, it's baiting a trap!"
At this thought, Lu Yang's eye twitched. “This is clearly using the mystic realm as bait to lure Demon Sect cultivators in to search for treasure, then kill them all at once!”
The righteous path has such a black heart!
Although Lu Yang wasn't sure if his guess was correct, it was what he would do in their shoes. Judging others by his own standards, he felt he was probably close to the truth.
Thinking of this, Lu Yang became even more cautious.
So, he waited patiently for a few more months. Only after his Innate Primal Qi incarnation had once again cultivated to the level of a Martial Dao Celestial Being did he send it into the mystic realm.
This time, he no longer thought of leaving and instead ventured deep into the mystic realm.
Soon, buildings appeared in Lu Yang's vision. Most of them had turned to white bone, with only broken magical artifacts scattered on the ground.
Lu Yang looked around. The entire Witch Ghost Mystic Realm was different from the outside world; it was completely devoid of spiritual qi. There was only an intensely dense terrestrial baleful Yin Qi. Without a corresponding cultivation method, an ordinary cultivator couldn't even absorb energy to cultivate here. Over time, even their physical body would be eroded by the Yin Qi.
"Could there be cultivators in a place like this?"
Lu Yang pondered this, but his movements didn't stop. He looked around with great interest, having already realized that he seemed to be inside a city.
Just then, a suppressed cry came from not far away:
"You fool... What are you doing?"
Lu Yang turned his head and saw a human face peeking out from a corner of the ruins. It roared in a low voice, “Are you trying to get yourself killed? It's already nighttime!”
Following that, the face showed hesitation and struggle before its owner gritted his teeth and emerged from the ruins. It was a young boy, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. He quickly walked to Lu Yang's side, grabbed his hand, and roughly tried to drag him away.
Seeing this, Lu Yang raised an eyebrow but didn't resist.
In the next second, however, the boy's expression suddenly froze. He turned his head, and a look of despair appeared on his fairly handsome face:
"I shouldn't have saved you... We're dead... We're all going to die..."
Tap, tap tap...
Almost at the same time, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty ruins. Lu Yang looked toward the sound and saw an old man dressed in yellow robes, his eyes lifeless.
The old man's eyes were grayish-white, his pupils dilated and unfocused, yet they were fixed straight on Lu Yang and the mysterious boy. As his gaze fell upon them, a visible darkness slowly crept toward the two, carrying with it a thick stench of rot.
"Yellow Robes! How could it be Yellow Robes!?"
The boy followed Lu Yang's gaze and also noticed the old man. However, upon seeing the color of the old man's clothes, his face instantly turned pale.
Behind the boy, Lu Yang watched everything with great interest.
In truth, he hadn't understood a word the boy had just said, but that didn't stop him from being interested in the sudden appearance of the old man in yellow.
The next second, Lu Yang had already placed his hand on the boy's head.
He had no interest in wasting time talking to people and slowly gathering information. As a disciple of the Primal Saint Sect, directly searching the soul was more to his liking.
"You!?"
The boy never would have imagined that Lu Yang would 'repay kindness with enmity'. He let out a miserable scream on the spot before Lu Yang's spiritual sense pierced directly into his mind.
A moment later, a large amount of information flooded into Lu Yang's mind.
Language, culture, worldview, and even all the intelligence regarding this 'Witch Ghost Mystic Realm'—everything was meticulously extracted by Lu Yang.
A hundred ghosts walk at night; the human world is like a prison!
Within the mystic realm, a sword qi hung overhead, so no one could embark on the path of cultivation. They were all mortals. Only by devouring ghosts to serve Yama could they seek a sliver of hope for survival...
White-robed Ghost, Yellow-robed Ghost, Black-robed Ghost, Red-robed Ghost...
The Nether Listeners Sect, Ghost Messengers...
Lu Yang digested the massive amount of information piece by piece, which left him marveling but also filled him with doubt. “The mystic realm in my previous life wasn't like this.”
In his previous life, the Witch Ghost Mystic Realm was almost completely empty. Right up until Perfected Being Yin Shan destroyed it, not a single living creature was seen. Yet, in this life, the mystic realm was clearly still teeming with life. The former cultivators of the Witch Ghost Dao had not only survived but had also found an alternative path of cultivation.
"Could it be because of that sword qi?"
Recalling the Golden Core sword qi that occupied the mystic realm, Lu Yang felt a bone-chilling cold in his heart. “Don't tell me they were all slaughtered by that sword qi?”
But on second thought, Lu Yang felt that wasn't right.
After all, the Golden Core sword qi had remained dormant in the mystic realm for so many years. What could possibly happen in the future to make it slaughter everyone in the entire realm?