“This gutter creature pretending to be a Buddha!”
Back in reality, Li Muyang, looking at the game over CG screen that read [You Have Died, Game Over], gritted his teeth in anger.
The village people of Black Cloud Fort were already living a miserable life, restricted by the Evil Vein blood within them.
Unable to cultivate, not allowed to leave, they could only spend their lifetime nestled deep in the mountains within Black Cloud Fort.
Moreover, they died unnatural deaths during the dark catastrophe as, with the emergence of the Evil God from the Ancient Resentment Well, the entire Black Cloud Fort plunged into the well.
One could say, this group of unlucky souls had suffered enough already.
But now, even in death, they couldn’t find peace, as their corpses were collected by that fake Buddha creature and placed inside this fake version of Black Cloud Fort.
Once someone steps into Black Cloud Fort, they would be attacked by these corpses.
Although they had difficulty in casting evil magic while alive and had many restrictions, they inherently possessed the power of the Evil Vein Clan.
If these descendants of the Evil Vein were exploited after death, invoking the power within them, they could indeed release one or two fixed evil magic spells.
Granny Gu once explained the dangers of this, and that was why she controlled the descendants of the Evil Vein, prohibiting them from wandering around.
She would have never imagined that after ten thousand years of the annihilation of Black Cloud Fort, a monster disguised as a Buddha would collect the corpses of the village people and refine them into puppets…
“Damn it, the Puppet Manipulation Technique invented by Little Wild Grass has ultimately boomeranged back on me.”
Li Muyang felt a burst of resentment towards that malicious fake Buddha creature.
But at this moment, he was also somewhat numb.
The fluctuations and conditions when the group of corpses released evil magic were clearly controlled by Puppet Manipulation Technique.
Little Wild Grass’s Puppet Manipulation Technique was indeed powerful. It was very difficult for ordinary people to refine the corpses of the Evil Vein Clan and compel them to release evil magic.
But these difficulties seemed to be overcome by Little Wild Grass’s Puppet Manipulation Technique.
A group of descendants of the Evil Vein who couldn’t cast evil magic in life were, after death, discovered by Puppet Manipulation Technique to have their bloodline power invoked to release evil magic…
“This is somewhat of a hellish joke.”
Li Muyang muttered to himself, then re-entered the game.
This time, having gained experience and understanding the situation inside Black Cloud Fort, he wasn’t instantly killed the moment he entered the fort.
Although he couldn’t cast evil magic using Jie Zijiu’s body, Li Muyang had a reasonable understanding of evil magic.
During his time in Demon Mist Imperial Capital, his partner Nie Yubing was a descendant of the Evil Vein and used ancient evil magic.
There was even a Complete Book of Evil Magic as a reward option for completing the game, but Li Muyang just didn’t choose it.
This time, he brought Princess Pingyao into Black Cloud Fort, and the moment the corpse guards at the gate unleashed their evil magic, Li Muyang swung his Seven-Treasure Glazed Staff, leaving behind two avatars formed from condensed soil.
These two avatars formed from condensed soil took the brunt of the first wave of evil magic attacks for him and Princess Pingyao.
When the surrounding village people were about to unleash the second wave of evil magic attacks, Li Muyang quickly swung the Seven-Treasure Glazed Staff again, enhancing Princess Pingyao’s speed.
Under the moonlight, Princess Pingyao’s Snake Hair wildly danced, and the sparkle in her eyes instantly created afterimages near the gate of Black Cloud Fort.
The power of the Petrification Magic Eye directly turned all the corpses at the gate into solid stone.
All these more than a dozen corpses standing in the shadows were suddenly immobilized.
After accomplishing all this, Li Muyang took a deep breath and rushed with Princess Pingyao towards the cliff at the center of the fort.
That cliff was the highest point of Black Cloud Fort, where the ancestral temple was located, previously Granny Gu’s residence.
According to rules and common sense, Little Wild Grass’s Magical Treasure should be enshrined in that ancestral temple on the cliff.
Controlling Princess Pingyao to lead the way, Li Muyang watched the shadows around the village fort carefully and alertly.
The corpses ambushing at the gate amounted to nineteen in total.
But such a large Black Cloud Fort couldn’t possibly have only these few corpses.
There must be corpses with even stronger sorcery lurking inside.
Indeed, as soon as Li Muyang and Princess Pingyao stepped onto the stone-paved road in the fort, a head suddenly popped up from the stone slabs ahead.
The corpse’s head stared straight at Li Muyang, a flash of black light in its eyes.
In an instant, Li Muyang felt the world spinning, his blood boiling, a burning heat surging through his veins.
Li Muyang felt as if he was about to burst into flames.
“…Damn, this is tough to deal with!”
Previously always using sorcery to attack enemies, it was Li Muyang’s first time facing the sorcery of the Evil Vein Clan directly.
Only after truly experiencing the power of sorcery did Li Muyang understand the terror of such sorcery.
It completely ignores one’s cultivation level, disregards mana, equally cursing every living and dead object.
Even though it was just a mundane human body casting the sorcery, it released sorcery that even Jie Zijiu, with his level over seventy, couldn’t defend against.
No wonder during the ancient dark ages, the Evil Vein Clan could exterminate Evil Spirits and seal the Evil God.
This inherited sorcery is indeed troublesome!
Li Muyang just made a slight mistake and got hit again.
He barely managed to control Princess Pingyao to charge forward, launching an attack towards the head that emerged on the stone slab.
As Princess Pingyao approached, the head, unsurprisingly, dove underground and disappeared.
But Li Muyang, seemingly foreseeing this, immediately controlled Princess Pingyao to switch direction and rush towards a stone wall three yards away.
The seemingly pale and delicate fingers of Princess Pingyao directly tore through the solid stone wall, pulling out a corpse that dared to move within the wall like tearing tofu.
Then, Petrification Magic Eye!
This corpse that attacked Li Muyang was petrified again.
As the casting corpse fell, the burning sensation inside Li Muyang quickly receded, and his body gradually returned to normal.
But in those brief three seconds, his health bar had already decreased by a tenth.
The power of ancient sorcery is truly fearsome.
“…If it weren’t for the high cost of using sorcery, this sorcery would really be useful.”
Li Muyang muttered to himself.
The casting of ancient sorcery is a matter of equivalent exchange; every time sorcery is used, something of oneself must be sacrificed.
Some things can regenerate after being sacrificed, but they regenerate incredibly slowly, and mana cannot repair them.
And some organs, once sacrificed, are lost forever and cannot be restored.
It was precisely because of the uncontrollable nature of this sacrifice that Li Muyang gave up on exchanging for more powerful, lower threshold sorcery.
In that moment, as Li Muyang personally experienced the power of sorcery, he suddenly had an idea.
—Why not take all these fellow villagers’ corpses and use them to counter the Evil God?
However, this thought was immediately dismissed by Li Muyang shaking his head the next second.
“Am I still human if I do this…”
Furthermore, there are too few fellow villagers, not enough to truly suppress the Evil God.
To halt the rampage of the Evil God in the Ancient Resentment Well, we must still rely on the spirits in the Ancestor Spirit Garden.
Li Muyang muttered to himself: “How much longer till we reach the Tianyuan Continent? Does the Green Saber Mantis really know the way? We’ve been walking so long and still haven’t arrived!”