Chapter 542 – Revival (1/2)

The mountainous Seal of Mountains and Rivers flew high into the air before falling again loudly.

The ground shook, and the hills collapsed. Wherever it reached, Corpse Soldiers were all crushed or sent flying, leaving behind huge words on the ground.

Having lost the leadership of the Corpse Generals, the million-strong army immediately fell into disunity. In the blink of an eye, most of them had been wiped out.

He fought an army of a million alone. Just saying that was breathtaking, let alone witnessing it in person.

In the presence of a beauty, the Marquis of Ruyi obviously had to properly show off.

If she had been an ordinary woman, then she definitely would have been swept off her feet by such a lofty approach.

Strength had always been the greatest charm of a man.

Gu Yanying watched with a smile and said nothing.

She held a bronze coin in her hands hidden within her sleeves. It constantly rolled and jerked between her ten slender fingers as she tried divining.

She was slightly surprised. According to the divination, the situation was supposed to become even more dangerous for some reason.

At the same time, Li Qingshan also sensed the omen of warning rapidly increasing, gradually reaching the cusp of danger.

That’s strength. The million-strong army has been destroyed, and the withered hand has been forced back into the Hungry Ghost realm. It hasn’t sent out any more soldiers either. Once the Dark Queen arrives and we seal up this Gate of Hungry Ghosts, wouldn’t it all be over? There must be something else!

Gu Yanying looked back, into the distance.

A splendid carriage glided across the horizon.

The four large, fine horses that pulled the carriage were all half-transparent. Their hair drifted about like drizzling rain as they moved lithely and silently. They were fast and agile.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted up, revealing a cold noble face that gazed in the direction of Burial Mound mountain. A cat’s head poked out from beside her, also looking with her.

The Dark Queen frowned slightly. She had never thought it would have opened to such a degree already in such a short amount of time. The rate at which the six realms of saṃsāra eroded the worlds was increasing.

Seeing the Marquis of Ruyi’s actions, the Dark Queen’s expression changed slightly. Oh no.

A million Corpse Soldiers and a hundred Corpse Generals had all died in this hilly region. They had been killed, but the corpse qi in their bodies permeated the surroundings, shrouding it with a layer of thick, black mist.

The land strewn with corpses vaguely resembled the sight of the Hungry Ghost realm that Li Qingshan had witnessed.

Fierce winds surged and the surroundings cleared and brightened up.

Liu Zhangqing and the other cultivators became relieved. As it seemed, the Corpse King was at the end of his wits and chose to give up.

Li Qingshan and Hua Chengzan exchanged a glance, both shocked.

They had personally witnessed how the Gate of Hungry Ghosts had opened, how it first sucked away all the yin qi and corpse qi on Burial Mound mountain.

This was definitely not giving up, but the signs before an even more intense eruption.

“Be careful!”

The ground trembled like a primordial being was awakening from its slumber to destroy this world.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan realised something. Perhaps this was all the Corpse King’s plan. The several million Corpse Soldiers and the hundred Corpse Generals were all just sacrifices.

The trembling abruptly stopped, and the Gate of Hungry Ghosts suddenly expanded to ten times its size, but it remained silent, giving off an uncomfortable feeling of disparity.

The surroundings darkened all of a sudden.

Li Qingshan blinked his eyes only to see black mist pour out in all directions like a flood. It had reached fifty kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

A crystal coffin flew high into the air in the centre of the darkness.

The translucent, crystal coffin refracted the sunlight to shine with rainbow colours.

A beautiful woman in violet slept silently. Her eyelashes trembled before her eyes snapped open.

Crack! A fracture appeared on the crystal coffin, rapidly spreading and covering the entire coffin.

Clink!

With the gentle, crisp sound like a glass cup falling to the ground, the crystal coffin scattered as white powder.

“Zi’er!”

Ma Chaoqun climbed out of the pit. Corpse qi had corrupted his entire body. All of his flesh had withered as if he had become an old man. He reached towards the sky as a few droplets of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Ma Chaoqun, I’ve done what I promised you.” A thunderous voice erupted from the pit.

“Yes. Thank you, sir. Are you seeing this, Yu Shukuang? Hahahaha!”

Like a madman, Ma Chaoqun swung his arms about in the air. He staggered and fell backwards into the huge, gaping Gate of Hungry Ghosts. He could feel his soul being drawn away from his body bit by bit.

When the Gate of Hungry Ghosts erupted, he resided in the boundary between the Hungry Ghost realm and the World of the Nine Provinces. Although he was under the intentional protection of the Corpse King, he was far too weak. The aura of death had already invaded his body deeply, sapping away his last shred of life. He had simply clung on with willpower alone.

Now that the will had been fulfilled, he immediately arrived at the end of his life.