He had used the corpses as nails to invoke the power of the Yin Army!
The Taoist priest San Wei’s formation was complete, an army of millions of war horses was galloping underneath the ground!
The tremendous force which shakes one’s heart had bored a huge hole forcefully into Painting Town which was heavily guarded with witchcraft spells. The clanking sound of horse’s hooves, the humming of knives and spears, and the trumpeting sound of a horn merged together into a hellish howl which turned the bright lights of Shanghai into the night in the blink of an eye!
The Taoist priest San Wei fell back a few steps; his expression was steadfast yet arrogant as he slowly sat cross-legged on the ground. He no longer acknowledged the event which was taking place around him as he started cultivating his powers to recuperate from his injuries.
Suddenly, a hush fell from the huge hole in the ground, everything became quiet in the blink of an eye!
It was not deathly still but in the blink of an eye, the noise had turned into silence which seemed to lengthen infinitely. Everything else had turned endless in that moment, only Wen Leyang’s telegnosis ability which allowed him to float his body beyond the situation could sense that whether it was Ning Jiao, his own body, or Leyang Tian who was jumping down from the second floor; everyone’s movements have become extremely slow. There was only a force which could not be seen with the naked eye and was like the belly of a giant toad which had absorbed the essence of Heaven and Earth. It bulged out of the hole in the ground over and over again like a bubble waiting to burst.
Finally, with a piercing sound that split the sky, everything returned back to its normal state as a tremendous force erupted with a bang in the hole which was so deep that it was hard to gauge its depth. The Yin Army’s soldiers burst out from the hole like a swarm of bees and engulfed the sky!
The soldiers of the Yin Army could not be seen with naked eyes, they looked like a gust of cold, ghastly-pale wind within the eyes of an ordinary person. This wind was strong enough to wither the skin; strong enough to pulverize the bones; strong enough to shatter the spirit and the soul. Only those with a cultivator’s telegnosis ability could clearly see the veiled armor and the banner which was big enough to cover the sky, as well as warhorses which were ghastly pale. These warriors of the Yin Army wailed savagely while immersing in joy!
Just as the army from the Netherland was surging out like a swarm of bees, Leyang Tian landed on the ground. Everyone suddenly felt their bodies become lighter, the initial muddy swamp witchcraft spell which had been spread all over the first floor has been dispelled by Leyang Tian. The ghostly Yin Army could move about freely and unconstrained in the ‘Nanniwan Valley’ anyways. The only living enemy, the Taoist priest San Wei was sitting cross-legged on the ground and had stopped moving. Therefore, this witchcraft spell was only effective in restraining the people on his side and served no other purpose.
Leyang Tian’s body vibrated rapidly into a ghastly dance which was formed by numerous unbelievable body positions. The burning vital fire turned back into the fire snake once again and slithered past his side as fast as lightning. It was desperately trying to block against the surging soldiers of the Yin Army.
The chimpanzee Leyang Tian’s dance was clumsy and amusing, sometimes he resembled a dung beetle which was rolling a dung ball; sometimes he looked like a silkworm which was munching on mulberry leaves; sometimes he was like a cicada which was shedding its skin. If the little Chi Maojiu were here, he would certainly be staring with wide-eyed amazement as he shouted incredulously, “The Play of Witchcraft!”
The Qing Miao clan of the Seven Maidens Mountain had inherited the ultimate skill in witchcraft spells from Grand Master Tuo Xie, called the Play of Witchcraft.
Under the influence of the Play of Witchcraft, Leyang Tian turned paler and paler. A series of witch’s song could be heard accompanied by an endless ghostly wail and a wolf’s howl which echoed faintly from the deep end where the sky meets the earth. It echoed in tandem with the roaring shouts from the evil soldiers and admirals of the Yin Army. The witch’s song grew louder as the force which belonged to Leyang Tian reacted to its master’s summons. Accompanied by a savageness which was capable of destroying every sweet dream, it came rushing over like a firestorm!
The high and low walls of the second floor had been painted with a landscape in ink which connected into one. Within the vibrations of the ghostly wail and the wolf’s howl, every mountain on the wall started to exude a bitter and savage mannerism. They were trying to break free from the painting wall’s shackles!
The first floor had been smashed into ruins previously, other than the tattered floor and the thick stone pillars, the rest was scattered about in a mess. At this moment, it was as if something had been jolted awake by the sound of the witch’s song which drew nearer and nearer. It was the sound of a thousand mice grinding their teeth; the sound of ten thousand toads crawling; the sound of one hundred poisonous serpents hissing; the sound of one million bees’ vibrating wings. Occasionally, the sound of one or two small child’s wailing and a woman’s panting sound could be heard as well. All the noises combined into one and tortured everyone’s eardrums…
The soldiers of the Yin Army were not army troops who had come from Hell, nor were they from the military might of the Yama-raja’s palace. These soldiers had actually died in a great battle in the mortal world with their bodies piled up as high as mountains in a sea of blood. These souls which were still fixated on slaughtering before they died were then filled with malevolent energy that could not be dissolved by the vitality of the Heaven and the Earth nor struggle free from its corpses and bones’ shackles. They were buried deep in the ground and could never be reborn in eternity. The Taoist priest San Wei had used the nine corpse nails to launch his magic spell which invoked the power of Netherworld to help these malevolent souls break free from their corpse prisons. These dark souls too responded to his wish and they brought along the rage and vengeance from before their death to return to the mortal world so they could rise from the blood tide once again!
The snarling sound from the Yin army’s soldiers entered one’s left ear while the rustling sound of mice’s teeth grinding and a snake’s sloughing entered one’s right ear. The sound of the witch’s song with its ghostly wails and wolves’ howl sounded clearer and clearer from afar.
The sky and the land had turned dim and dark. The full moon had been swallowed whole by thick dark clouds. Flocks upon flocks of crows that should have been asleep were circling agitatedly in the sky. It was dead silent, not even a caw could be heard…
Ji Fei and Shui Jing had turned ashen. They were engaged in Heaven’s Cultivation and even though they did not fully understand the magic art which had been launched by the Taoist priest San Wei, they knew about the soldiers of the Yin Army. They were panic-stricken for a moment before they screamed out in unison. Each then procured their treasured weapons and talismans from the second floor and slammed with a bang towards the soldiers of the Yin Army which was growing in numbers. They shielded Leyang Tian against the Yin Army with the hope that he could launch some incisive witchcraft spell to stop them.
The Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng was also tossing talisman after talisman towards them strenuously. He was trying very hard to stop the soldiers of the Yin Army which was flowing out continuously from the hole akin to ants.
The Ning Jiao paid no attention to everything that was happening around it as it stared at Wen Leyang without blinking. After a long while, it slowly stuck out its forked tongue and extended it towards Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang was trying to avoid the tongue by retreating with all his might but he dared not move too much as he was afraid that his ferocious jump would startle the Ning Jiao.
The old monk Ji Fei was guiding his treasured weapons and talismans to provide a barrier against the soldiers of the Yin Army as he stared in bewilderment at the situation which was taking place downstairs. He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted at Wen Leyang, “Don’t avoid it! I think it’s trying to tell you that it’s a friend!”
Wen Leyang hesitated as he stood upright. He then laughed as he asked the old monk Ji Fei, “Really?”
The old monk Ji Fei nodded in assurance, “Since when have I misled you before?”
Wen Leyang’s Poison of Life and Death’s power was extremely similar to the Ning Jiao’s power. He had used his power to leap and pounce earlier which immediately drew in this beast’s attention.
The cold snake’s head flashed past Wen Leyang’s cheek once. As the Ning Jiao’s forked tongue touched him, the Poison of Life and Death which had been dormant within Wen Leyang’s body suddenly reacted like a dynamite with an ignited fuse. He felt an explosive force as the poison started to flow rapidly out from his body!
At the same time. Wen Leyang also sensed that an extremely similar power from the Ning Jiao’s body had started to surge out. The two powers were like good friends who were extremely close and were greeting one another. As expected, on the Ning Jiao’s face, an expression of extreme joy and delight had appeared. The massive python with black wings and a silver body unexpectedly revealed a human-like expression.
Occasionally, the soldiers of the Yin Army’s malevolent souls would surge over but once they got near to the Ning Jiao, they would immediately erupt into a puff of heatless flame with bitter wails before they evaporated into nothingness.
The Ning Jiao’s face was filled with delight so Wen Leyang hastily followed along and smiled. His smile was toadyish while his laughter was dry…
Leyang Tian’s behavior so peculiar that he did not seem to be able to distinguish between friend and foe while the Enlightened San Wei was actually the evil soul of Xiang Liu. The soldiers of the Yin Army which had been summoned by the Taoist priest, as well as the witchcraft spell which had been summoned by the chimpanzee, formed two majestic forces which will soon confront each other tremendously. Wen Leyang’s one and only shot of Thunder Heart Sand had been fired and the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng had been severely injured. Ji Fei and Shui Jing’s actual powers were not worthy of a mention. If they were to sink into the execution of the Yin Army and witchcraft spells, everyone was at their own risk.
If only Wen Leyang could be the same species as this Ning Jiao here for only two hours, not only would his safety be warranted, he could even capture San Wei effortlessly. Wen Leyang’s only intention now was to attempt to curry favor with the Ning Jiao. He was just pondering if he should give a ‘tongue-licking salutation’ to the icy-cold snake’s head in front of him when the Poison of Life and Death in his body suddenly became violent. This had only happened when he was exerting all his strength in the past. Wen Leyang was stunned for a moment before he realized that the Ning Jiao in front of him was condensing its strength so his Poison of Life and Death could feel it as well!
The Ning Jiao, without warning, opened its large mouth before biting his head in a lightning-fast strike! Obviously, this salutation was not suitable for his survival.
Wen Leyang did not even have time to respond or close his eyes. He could only watch helplessly the huge mouth studded with ghastly pale fangs slashed towards him in a movement faster than lightning by a thousand-fold!
Wen Leyang finally comprehended that he had been cheated by the Taoist priest Ji Fei.
The Ning Jiao has never treated him as the same species, it has instead treated him as a scrumptious and tasty human-shaped large vitality-enhancement pill.
At the same time, the sound of the witch’s song finally surged into Painting Town. It was like a freight train which was fully loaded with primitive beasts that lost control and derailed as it dove head first into the depths of everyone’s eardrums!
Soon after that, the crisp sound of a bite accompanied by the Ning Jiao’s unwilling hiss and a roar echoed above his head. The Ning Jiao’s attack was as fast as lightning and Wen Leyang had been unable to dodge in time. Surprisingly, its attack had missed! Wen Leyang’s eyes widened in astonishment, it was as if the tail of the Ning Jiao which had been right under his nose had been pulled by a formless monster. It raged and roared as it was dragged further and further away from him until he could not see it anymore. The air before himself was like a humongous soap bubble within the ruthless sound of the witch’s song. It burst with a popping sound and everything next to him changed its appearance – Painting Town has vanished!
Everybody else too had vanished.
The surrounding scene had turned from a stretch of ghastly pale ruins into a boundless and continuous mountain range!
Leyang Tian’s Play of Witchcraft had completely activated every witchcraft spell which had been placed here. The massive mountains which had been painted on the second floor’s wall had finally broken out of its cocoon. Just as the Ning Jiao was about to bite Wen Leyang, the Art of Witchcraft’s spell had turned Painting Town’s building into endless mountains! The very close distance between the Ning Jiao and Wen Leyang had turned into the end of the world.
In the stone forest of the Gold-consuming Lair, Wen Leyang had once witnessed a similar witchcraft spell. At that time, the Gold-consuming Lair’s second layer of prohibition spell had been capable of cutting up space and shifting the space constantly while the spell right now has turned everything from the painting into an existing reality. It expanded the originally smaller space into an infinite land.
Wen Leyang does not know whether he had walked into the wall painting which was full of high mountains and great rivers, or the mountains and rivers on the wall had turned real. He does not know whether the situation before his eyes was actually a fantasy or reality. Anyhow, the dangerous Ning Jiao was gone, the soldiers of the Yin Army were gone, San Wei, Leyang Tian, Liu Zheng, Ji Fei and Shui Jing were all gone. Only his carrots and ‘You’ve Got Me’ were still here.
Wen Leyang’s telegnosis ability remained the same as it forcefully stripped himself away from the surrounding scene. As he observed everything that surrounded him, the mountains still remained as mountains, the rivers still remained rivers. He was standing in the middle of the mountains and rivers as he observed the scene around him.
Wen Leyang pondered for a moment before he turned around and ran towards the opposite direction from where the Ning Jiao had disappeared. Back when he was still in Painting Town, the Ning Jiao was right in front of him while Liu Zheng was behind him. The Painting Town’s space had been enlarged by countless folds in a flash and he could only hope that the direction and the position of everything else have still remained unchanged.
Wen Leyang, who was running in the wild, still took the time to take out his cell phone. However, there was no cell reception here; Leyang Tian’s landscape painting was missing a portable mobile station.
He had just put away the cell phone when he felt the ground beneath his feet soften without warning. The originally hard mountain rock suddenly exploded into a humongous mud bubble which swallowed his entire person in a flash.
After Wen Leyang had disappeared, the ground then returned to its prior appearance as if nothing had happened.
Within the next few minutes, a shout broke out abruptly as a stab of dark, brass-colored poisonous stream shattered the surface of the ground. It was wrapped around Wen Leyang as it spurted out of the ground.
Wen Leyang broke a hole in the ground trap and dashed out of it. The moment he jumped onto the ground, he found a mountain rock which seemed to be the hardest and sturdiest for him to stand firmly on. Suddenly, a yellow-colored cloud accompanied by a vicious buzzing surged rapidly from the sky nearby. It was a swarm of thousands of gigantic bees!
Of course, Leyang Tian had not only conjured up a range of mountains, it was covered with witchcraft traps which were triggered whenever one takes a step!
Wen Leyang immediately dashed away from the swarm of giant bees but he did not manage to run very far before he was entangled by hundreds of black vines. Once he has busted free through the black vines he fell into a formation filled with snakes. After he had overcome the snake formation he was grabbed onto by a giant spider which could laugh. When he had struggled free from the spider’s web his entire body was assaulted by countless leeches in a baffling manner. After he had successfully poisoned all the leeches with the Poison of Life and Death, the sky above his head suddenly darkened as a herd of wild elephants stampeded over and trampled Wen Leyang into the dirt. Wen Leyang had only just crawled out from the ground when the elephant herd turned around and came back…
The witchcraft spell’s traps within the rolling mountains were albeit not very powerful but as they were set within the endless and boundless land, it made it difficult to even move an inch. Wen Leyang’s initially inexhaustible Poison of Life and Death’s power became rapidly worn away by the seemingly inconspicuous endless witchcraft spells. It wasn’t long before he was panting and he had no other choice but to stop and rest.
Wen Leyang had only sat down and panted twice before his telegnosis ability, which was spread far and wide, suddenly vibrated once. A dozen soldiers from the Yin Army which were invisible to the naked eye did not escape notice from his telegnosis ability. These soldiers seemed to have picked up the scent of human flesh’s vitality as they surged rapidly towards where he was sitting. Soon after that, a series of muddy flowing sounds could be heard. Suddenly, the little hill next to the soldiers darted forward, opened its large mouth and swallowed this small troop of soldiers into its stomach.
Only now did Wen Leyang discern that the little hill was a gigantic lizard. After the lizard had swallowed the soldiers from the Yin Army, it then slowly crawled away. Suddenly, it stared into the sky with wide eyes as its limbs and tail started to convulse desperately. Soon, two streaks of greenish-black-colored blood flowed out of its eyes before it lay on the ground and stopped moving.
That dozens of soldiers of the Yin Army did not crawl out of the lizard either, they had perished together with the giant reptile.
This range of huge mountains which was stretched all the way to the sky was Leyang Tian’s Land of Instant Kill. It was unknown how many unique skills and witchcraft spells had been activated at this moment that was fighting and killing the endless soldiers of the Yin Army in a ghastly manner.
All of a sudden, the clear and pleasing sound of a metallic hum echoed from above his head. A darkly gleaming cloud was flying pass the sky in a dark mass!
Wen Leyang was pleasantly surprised and he jumped up to follow the ‘dark cloud’. This dark cloud which covered the entire sky was made up of countless stern and straight long swords. It was the Kunlun Sect’s Thousand Swords Greeting!
The Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng has obviously encountered a great danger as well for him to launch his most powerful supernatural power and summoned the Kunlun Sect’s sword cloud.
Wen Leyang looked up to the sky. He had not managed to run more than two steps behind the sword cloud before he fell into a trap… By the time he had crawled out after going through many hardships, the sword cloud had disappeared. Wen Leyang could only estimate its direction as he exerted all his strength and ran forward madly. After he had surged past the ambush from dozens of witchcraft spells, he finally heard the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng’s crisp and dignified voice yelling, “Help…”