Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 555 - 273: Pyramid of Corpses! Northern Zhang Lineage, Five Demons Soldier Master

This mound of corpses is called the Pyramid of Corpses.

"Pyramid of Corpses... The Daoist sealed the toad’s mouth with this thing, no wonder all the treasure aura of the mountains and rivers gather in the toad’s belly, with not a leak for so many years." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

This was tantamount to sealing the Celestial Secret.

Besides...

"So many lives were sacrificed as part of the tribulation for nurturing an Innate Spirit Embryo."

Last time, when just one Innate Treasure appeared at Tusk Mountain, so many people died, the Qin Family was ruined because of it.

If it truly is an Innate Spirit Embryo, how catastrophic would the tribulation be?

So the Daoist used so many lives to fill it!

"Er Gou, your ancestors lived here for generations, wasn’t there originally a village here?" Qi Delong seemed to think of something and suddenly asked.

Qin Ergou nodded: "Grandfather said, later a plague came, everyone in the village died, and even the village was burned clean."

"When did this happen?" Qi Delong suddenly asked.

"Not long after that Daoist came."

Qin Ergou seemed to remember something, looked up at the towering mound in the dark night.

"Cruel enough, it’s probably not just that many lives." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said.

Just a glance showed that the Pyramid of Corpses held at least a thousand bodies.

"This thing blocking the way won’t be easy to pass." Qi Delong looked at Zhang Fan, seeing his face almost without blood, showing that his Primordial Spirit, although resisting the eerie aura of the Pyramid of Corpses, was still somewhat impacted.

"We must go on."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, more certain now that there might truly be an Innate Spirit Embryo inside.

With determination, he pulled out a piece of skin from his coat, infused it with True Yang, the skin filled and transformed into Zhang Beijiang.

"Spirit Zombie!?" Qi Delong’s eyes lit up in recognition.

"As Taiyin forms evil, the corpse transforms without spirit..." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice: "Using him to open the way should work."

Zombies have no soul and are unaffected by the eerie aura of the Pyramid of Corpses.

"Old Qi, guard me!" Zhang Fan said gravely.

Upon his words, Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit emerged, attaching to Zhang Beijiang.

"Rest assured."

Qi Delong formed a Dharma Seal with his hands, guarding Zhang Fan’s physical body, watching Zhang Beijiang heading towards the Pyramid of Corpses.

Whoosh...

The wind rose, ghostly cries came, mournful wails filled the air from the Pyramid of Corpses, eerie aura overwhelmed, more intense than before.

Qi Delong kept his mind steady, guarding Zhang Fan’s physical body.

Zhang Beijiang knew no fear, continually approaching the mound in the dark night.

"It truly works." Although Zhang Fan was still influenced, it was very weak now while attached to Zhang Beijiang.

"Brother, this Spirit Zombie is indeed remarkable." Qi Dongqiang said excitedly.

"Do not be distracted." Qi Delong warned.

Whoosh...

Soon, Zhang Beijiang was within twenty steps of the Pyramid of Corpses, the white bones increasingly clear, like corpses crawling from purgatory’s depths, poured and shackled there.

One could even see grotesque twisted faces, now mummified, clearly indicating some were alive when becoming part of this mound.

Rustle...

Suddenly, the wind stopped, sticky black liquid seeped from the Pyramid of Corpses, spreading like a swamp towards Zhang Beijiang.

"Retreat quickly!"

Qi Delong’s face changed dramatically upon seeing it.

The black blood, nurtured over many years, used the corpses as nourishment, and once it clings, one becomes part of the mound.

Buzz...

The black sticky liquid seemed alive, moving swiftly, and once a tendril caught Zhang Beijiang, more rushed in, soon engulfing most of him.

Roar...

Zhang Beijiang howled at the sky, his pale face under the moonlight emanating cold severity, with red light flickering in his eyes.

"Zhang Fan, abandon that Spirit Zombie, come back!" Qi Delong shouted loudly.

"Tsk tsk, so here you are."

Just then, a chilling voice came from afar.

Qi Delong’s face changed abruptly, turning to see a familiar face.

"Gu Chuan’Yin?"

"Laojun Mountain’s descendant, last time I underestimated you." Gu Chuan’Yin approached slowly.

Ma De and the other two experts followed closely, staring at Qi Delong intently.

Last time, they suffered greatly at the hands of this man.

"Defeated, yet you dare return?" Qi Delong said coldly.

As Laojun Mountain’s descendant, he truly disregarded these few opponents before him.

"I’m here to worship mountain and gods... Qi Brothers, you’ve come to Zhongnan Mountain’s territory without even a greeting, isn’t that unreasonable?"

An icy voice echoed in the night.

Qi Delong raised his eyes, seeing a graceful silhouette standing under the moonlight, her gaze frosty, with strong aura surging, Primordial Light flickering behind her, unwavering.

"Triple Primordial Light!?"

Meng Qiwu, a woman whose realm matched Zhang Fan’s, also reached Great Master Third Layer.

"Meng Qiwu!?" Qi Delong squinted his eyes.

"You recognize me?" Meng Qiwu folded her arms, somewhat surprised.

"At this age, with such cultivation... Zhongnan Mountain only has a few people like that." Qi Delong replied faintly.

"As expected of Laojun Mountain’s descendant, truly poised." Meng Qiwu nodded.

Facing such a situation without change, meeting foes without fear, that demeanor was indeed uncommon.

"Your friend is done for."

Meng Qiwu glanced at the distant Pyramid of Corpses, then shook her head: "Daring to touch that thing, simply courting death..."

With these words, Meng Qiwu stepped forth like a storm, arriving before Qi Delong.

"He’s dead, stop being distracted, fight me."

Before her words ended, Meng Qiwu struck towards Zhang Fan’s Celestial Spirit.

"You court death!"

Qi Delong roared furiously, his voice rumbling like thunder, terrifying aura forced Meng Qiwu back.

Whoosh...

A gust suddenly arose, giving birth to Power of Void, pulling Qi Delong over.

"Destroy that physical body." Meng Qiwu said calmly.

Upon her words, Gu Chuan’Yin moved.

"Qi Delong, at Zhongnan Mountain’s base, let’s see your arrogance." Gu Chuan’Yin sneered, heading straight to Zhang Fan’s body.

"You..."

Rumble...

Qi Delong attempted to rush but was blocked by a surge of thunder.

"Senior Brother, we will assist you."

Ma De and the others sneered at Qi Delong, as if avenging their past defeat, catching up with Gu Chuan’Yin.

Rumble...

At this moment, a terrifying wave soared to the sky, everyone instinctively looked over.

Before the Pyramid of Corpses, the black viscous liquid suddenly exploded, and a figure emerged—Zhang Beijiang.

His entire being was engulfed in wild blood energy, soaring high, with faint light shadow flickering, dragons and tigers coiled, the character "Beijing" suspended in the sky.

At that moment, incense aura rose behind Zhang Beijiang, vaguely condensing into a phantom like a temple’s Immortal Gods, that phantom had five heads, held a Great Seal, fierce and dreadful, embodying authority.

"Is this..."

"Northern Zhang Lineage, Five Demons Soldier Master!?" Meng Qiwu’s face changed dramatically, exclaiming.