Due to the timely actions of the sect elders, a large amount of water was expelled from the city. The outer sect disciples walked out of the streets in groups and ran out of the city as quickly as they could.
At this moment, Jiang Li, who should have charged out of Cloud Stream City first, suddenly paused for a moment while running at high speed.
This pause lasted for a very short time, but it was enough to destroy his body’s balance under his extreme speed. He was thrown out by the inertia that he could not control and rolled a distance before barely stopping.
Jiang Li carefully stood up. The dark color on his skin slowly faded. If he had not defended in time, he would have fallen to the ground.
He took out a small coffin from his bosom. It was this coffin that had suddenly produced a force that tugged at Jiang Li, causing his balance to be destroyed.
“That shouldn’t be the case. Didn’t I already refine this coffin? How could such a thing happen?”
Jiang Li was a little puzzled.
Right at this moment, the coffin shook once more, and a weak pulling force appeared. It pointed in the opposite direction as Jiang Li’s target.
What…
Jiang Li was slightly surprised and bewildered. He had already sensed that the force that resisted leaving earlier was not from the coffin.
To be precise, the source of that power should be the souls of the 300,000 weak souls in the coffin!
“They… are refusing to leave the city?”
The lowest level of ghost souls could not express their desires, but the increasing frequency of the pulling was clearly pointing to this.
Through his connection with the coffin, Jiang Li could sense that the 300,000 souls were spinning and fluttering in the small coffin space, forming a terrifying soul vortex.
A human soul that had just died was insignificant, but 300,000 souls together represented a completely different meaning.
Furthermore, in the center of the soul vortex formed by more than 300,000 souls, a wisp of red fog was constantly rising and spreading.
Was that… resentment?
In the Ghost Wood Art that Jiang Li mainly cultivated, it had mentioned this kind of red fog before. Jiang Li had also specially learned a little about this.
Resentment represented uneasiness, despair, sorrow, and all other emotions that were different from the good side of humans.
Every person had resentment in them, but it was extremely rare to see it materializing before the naked eye. It was said that this kind of thing could completely drive a cultivator crazy with a single breath.
Even in ancient times, only the last few levels of the 18 Levels of Hell were covered in this red mist-like resentment energy all year round.
“Don’t tell me these souls want revenge? There is already a lightning tribulation helping you take revenge, don’t get involved in this mess, okay?”
However, the unintelligent ghosts did not understand Jiang Li’s comforting words at all. They only spun faster and faster in the coffin.
This was awkward. The coffin in his hand was moving faster and faster. If he continued like this, his legs would be out of control and he would not be able to escape from Cloud Stream City.
Boom!
Another explosion sounded in the sky. Jiang Li’s face that had recovered turned pale again.
The pressure of the lightning tribulation appeared again.
After removing the negative status again, Jiang Li suddenly discovered that the concentration of Yin qi around him seemed to have increased greatly?
After being stunned for a moment, he immediately transferred the Yin attribute spiritual qi into his eyes.
Looking around, wisps of Yin qi were floating over from the entire city, gathering more and more around the coffin.
Could it be… the influence of the Heavenly Tribulation?
A city of people had died in a short period of time in Cloud Stream City, so there was naturally no lack of Yin qi. If it was a cultivator who had a Qi Perception Technique, it would not be too much to say that the Yin qi in this city was soaring.
However, this Yin qi was clearly unable to resist the might of heaven and earth like the tribulation lightning. Once the tribulation lightning descended, the Yin qi that filled the air would completely disperse.
Now, could it be that the Yin qi was forced out by the Lightning Tribulation and wanted to find a way to escape?
Jiang Li suddenly had some guesses.
In any case, these souls were unwilling to leave now. Perhaps they wanted to see the culprit who killed them die under the lightning tribulation before they were willing to stop.
Then, if he left this coffin in the city…
Jiang Li remembered that there was an annotation on the map. The Feng Shui Yin Gate of Cloud Stream City was there, in that direction!
After Jiang Li adjusted his direction, he took another step forward.
His body turned into an afterimage as he instantly crashed into the neighboring residence.
Due to the change in direction, there was no longer a street in front of him, but row after row of residential buildings.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Moving in a straight line at a high speed seemed to perfectly complement a charging technique like the Mountain Crushing Scripture. A faster speed greatly increased the force of collision.
The walls made of mud bricks and stones were like paper as they were easily pierced through layer after layer, but Jiang Li’s speed did not slow down much.
Before long, Jiang Li braked again. After rolling for dozens of meters, he stopped in front of a dilapidated small temple.
This was it!
The Feng Shui layout of the city was also quite meticulous. Typically, they used Yang buildings like the Yamen[1] and temples to suppress the Yin Gate.
The location of the Yang node was usually where prisons and execution grounds were built. The positive energy could be used to disperse the evil spirits.
When he saw the small temple, Jiang Li knew that he had found the right place.
With a shake of his hand, he threw the coffin in his hand. The small coffin expanded in the wind and smashed into the temple, shattering the limestone floor.
Jiang Li formed another hand seal.
Yin Burial!
The third ability of the coffin was activated. The entire coffin sank into the ground as if it had fallen into quicksand. There were no traces of soil being turned on the ground.
Now, he had to leave quickly!
Jiang Li patted his thigh and took a deep breath before his figure transformed into an afterimage and vanished on the spot.
Boom!
A moment later, a third thunderclap sounded in the sky. The rainstorm suddenly became heavy.
In the next moment, a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck somewhere in Cloud Stream City.
The lightning tribulation had finally begun.
The ground seemed to tremble as a result. Wherever the lightning struck, the soil would be charred and explode. The surrounding residences collapsed, revealing an ordinary old well in the center.
Boom!
Another bolt of lightning struck, and the well immediately exploded. A figure flew out.
The figure did not dodge. He faced the descending tribulation lightning and continued to rise up as if he was not affected at all.
When the bolt of lightning completely dissipated, two cores could be seen around him, one white and one gold, hovering above the figure’s head. These two cores had blocked the full power of the lightning tribulation for him.
Furthermore, the two cores were still spinning and gradually fusing!
[1] Yamen refers to the headquarters or residence of a Chinese government official or department.
