Don't move!"
Mu Yun said in a deep voice, pulling Mo Yang along.
Seeing Mu Yun's cautious expression, Mo Yang froze, unsure what to do.
"That's not Spirit Sealing Grass!" Mu Yun continued, "It's Life Sealing Grass. It looks like Spirit Sealing Grass, but once you're exposed, the poison will spread throughout your body. You won't even know how you died!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Mo Yang shuddered and immediately retreated.
Only then did he carefully look at the large patch of Life Sealing Grass. On the grass, there were more than a dozen corpses, their bodies covered with countless knife-like wounds.
The blood had already drained from those wounds, and the corpses were white, looking terrifying.
Conversely, the area beneath the Life Sealing Grass was a deep, menacing crimson, as if stained with red dye.
"From now on, stay close behind me and don't move!"
"Yes!"
The two continued forward, completely unaware that the corpses behind them, devoured by the black worms, were slowly wriggling.
The cave seemed endless, but strangely, some glittering stones around the cave walls emitted light, preventing the cave from being too dark.
"Master, we've been walking for almost half an hour, and we haven't found any treasures. Instead, we've seen at least a hundred people die here!" "
Hmm, this Wind Ridge Cave is said to be a cave left behind by a martial artist at the fifth level of the Spirit Cave Realm, but it looks very unusual!"
"Oh?"
Seeing Mo Yang's surprised expression, Mu Yun shook his head helplessly.
"Are you stupid?" Mu Yun scolded, "If it really was a tomb left by a fifth-level Spirit Cave Realm expert, how could it be so dangerous? Moreover, even some martial artists at the third and fourth levels of the Spirit Cave Realm have died here."
"Oh..."
"Oh my god! You brat, can you stop asking so many questions, or I'll stuff you into that Life-Sealing Grass and drain your life essence."
"..."
Continuing forward, Mo Yang shut his mouth, but looked ahead with great astonishment.
Thump…
Suddenly, without warning, a thud echoed from the deep passage ahead.
Thump thump…
As the two moved forward, the thumping sound grew louder and louder.
Only then did Mu Yun realize something was wrong.
Along the way, the entire cave was littered with corpses, but now, the number of corpses had suddenly decreased.
Thump thump thump…
His brow furrowed, the thumping sound grew louder and louder.
Then, a faint light suddenly shone from the gap in the tunnel.
Suddenly, a chilling wind swept against his back.
"Get out of the way!"
Pulling Mo Yang behind him, Mu Yun didn't hold back and threw a punch.
Bang…
A deep thud sounded as a figure slammed into the cave wall, sinking deep into it.
"Ah!"
With a shout, Mo Yang sat down heavily on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Master, this is... a corpse! The corpse is moving! It's a zombie!"
"Nonsense! Can't I see it? You call yourself my student? Get up!"
Mu Yun scolded, seeing Mo Yang slumped to the ground in a pathetic state.
Although he said this, Mu Yun knew that he had also been terrified when he first encountered these things.
"Yes!"
For some reason, hearing Mu Yun's words, Mo Yang felt a surge of courage and immediately stood up.
"These are called blood corpses. They are created by using an evil method to drain the life essence of martial artists, then controlling the corpses to kill. The more corpses there are, the more infected the blood corpses become, and the stronger they become. So, don't be afraid. These corpses are much weaker than they were in life!"
Despite saying this, Mu Yun's brows were tightly furrowed.
He had witnessed the method of creating blood corpses before, but he never expected that such a situation would occur in the small city of Beiyun.
"I understand!"
Mo Yang drew his Qingque Sword, watching dozens of blood corpses surge towards him from behind, and a surge of fighting spirit erupted.
"Kill!"
With a low shout, Mo Yang charged forward.
Clang, clang, clang…
The longsword struck the bodies of the blood corpses, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds, causing Mo Yang's expression to change drastically.
Even blood corpses shouldn't have such abnormal defense.
"Master… Hmm? Where is he?"
Having been knocked back by a blood corpse of a Spirit Cave Realm Level 1 expert, Mo Yang's chest heaved. He turned to look at Mu Yun, but Mu Yun was nowhere to be seen.
"These blood corpses are for you to practice on. Master will eliminate the last mastermind!"
Mu Yun's words echoed in the deep cave, leaving only a desiccated Mo Yang.
"Damn it… Master…"
Seeing Mu Yun disappear in a flash, Mo Yang felt like the sky was falling.
But at this moment, he couldn't think about such things.
At the cave entrance, the corpses that had been lying there were now swarming around him.
"Fight!"
There was no time to run. Mo Yang could only swing his Qingque Sword and fight desperately.
Although each of these blood corpses was stronger than him in life, they were now moving somewhat slowly, though their defenses were astonishing.
However, Mo Yang had, after all, comprehended sword intent; his sword strikes were incredibly powerful and unconventional.
At this moment, he fully unleashed his sword intent, feeling the Azure Sword and himself merging more and more closely, gradually becoming inseparable.
"Kill!"
Gradually, Mo Yang's eyes turned bloodshot.
Meanwhile, Mu Yun quickened his pace, channeling all his true essence, and rapidly pursued the creature deeper into the cave.
That glimmer of green light, though dim and only appearing for a moment, was still caught by him.
He believed that with Mo Yang's fifth-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivation, his sword intent alone could hold off the blood corpses for a while.
But the priority was to deal with the mastermind behind it all.
These blood corpses didn't appear out of nowhere.
Recalling the increasingly widespread rumors in Beiyun City, Mu Yun gradually understood.
It seems those rumors were fueled by someone secretly stirring things up, leading to such a heated scene.
"Stop!"
A dagger appeared in his hand, and Mu Yun aimed at a dark green figure that suddenly appeared before him, throwing it.
*Thud*...
A soft thud sounded, and the green figure in front of him swayed before finally stopping.
"Who are you?"
Mu Yun shouted from ten meters away from the green figure.
"Heh heh... Even those Spirit Cave Realm warriors couldn't detect me, yet you were able to. Eighth level Body Gathering Realm, truly remarkable!"
Looking closer, Mu Yun realized that the green figure was completely shrouded in a green cloak, about 1.7 meters tall, with a mask covering only its eyes.
Seeing this attire, Mu Yun suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
"Green Shadow Blood Hall! You're from the Green Shadow Blood Hall!"
"Hmm?"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, the green-clad man stared at Mu Yun with wide, green eyes, his face filled with shock.
"How do you know about the Green Shadow Blood Palace?" the green-robed man asked in surprise. "The Green Shadow Blood Palace was destroyed five thousand years ago. There is no Green Shadow Blood Palace anymore, only our Green Shadow Blood Sect!"
"You brat, you seem to know quite a bit!" The green-robed man stared at Mu Yun and said, "Why not refine you into a blood corpse? It would definitely be a great help!"
The Green Shadow Blood Palace destroyed?
The Green Shadow Blood Sect?
Ten thousand years have passed, and it seems that many things have changed.
The Mu Yun of the past only learned about the Green Shadow Blood Palace after he had dominated the Lesser Thousand Worlds, during a chance travel.
The Green Shadow Blood Palace specialized in refining blood corpses. This kind of Blood Palace was terrifying.
As long as there were corpses, the Green Shadow Blood Palace could continuously refine blood corpses and rely on them to fight. As long as there was fighting, there would be
killing , and the corpses would always be endless.
He had witnessed the terror of the Blood Palace himself and deeply understood that feeling of utter loathing.
Imagine if your loved ones were killed, turned into blood corpses, and then turned against you, killing your former family members; if you didn't, you would be the one to die.
This is a torment to the soul.
"Hehe, kid, I didn't expect you to come from Beiyun City and know so much. It seems your background is not simple! I'm quite interested in you." "Hmph
, how arrogant! A mere first level of the Spirit Aperture Realm, merely opening the Hegu acupoint to gather true essence, yet you dare to speak so arrogantly!"
"You're the one who's arrogant!"
Hearing Mu Yun's provocation, the green-robed man sneered, "First level of the Spirit Aperture Realm, enough to kill you. Turning you into a blood corpse would be quite interesting."
"Bah! Back in the Green Shadow Blood Sect, only martial artists at the tenth level of the Divine Transformation Realm could be called 'this one.' You, a mere Spirit Aperture Realm martial artist, dare to call yourself that?"
"Tenth level of the Divine Transformation Realm!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, the green-robed man was even more surprised.
"You even know about the tenth level of the Divine Realm, so you must come from an extraordinary force. Although you're only at the eighth level of the Body Refinement Realm, your strength seems far superior to some disciples of the Holy Pill Sect. I'm becoming increasingly interested in you."
"I have no interest in you!"
Waving his hand, Mu Yun felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the green-robed man.
But a sharp sword slowly appeared in his hand.
The Azure Sword!
At this moment, Mu Yun held the Azure Sword in his hand. However, this Azure Sword had been forged by Mu Yun with enhancement and auxiliary runes. Although it was a high-grade mortal weapon, in terms of strength, it was definitely not inferior to a low-grade profound weapon.
"Kill!"
With a low shout, Mu Yun swung his sword.
*Clang... *
The green-robed man extended his hand, his five fingers withered like tree branches, turning gray.
He clenched his fist, and the Azure Sword sprayed blood, a hissing sound as blood spurted out.
The blood spurted out, and both men were simultaneously shocked.
Mu Yun was astonished. Even a martial artist at the first level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm, after opening the Hegu acupoint, shouldn't have been able to withstand his sword strike.
At the very least
, their hand should have been severed. Yet, the green-clad man only suffered a bloody gash on his hand.
The green-clad man was even more shocked.
As a member of the Green Shadow Blood Sect, he knew that although he was only at the first level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm and his physical body wasn't particularly strong, he was still at that level nonetheless.
If he hadn't used the full power of his Hegu acupoint's true essence to resist Mu Yun's sword strike, his hand would probably have been severed.