Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 815 72: Imperial Heirloom Seal (3)

"Quickly, go for reinforcements!"

Daoist Song received Lu Jun's orders and ran off without another word. Though he had learned various techniques in life, even as a Ghost Soul, he could barely manage wind-riding flight after death. However, his Mana was so weak that his speed was comparable to the female ghost in A Chinese Ghost Story, hardly matching the swiftness of a top martial arts master.

After Daoist Song left, the Mortal experts immediately fell into a chaotic battle.

The disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, led by a palace-dressed beautiful woman, fought fiercely against many opponents while retreating. The red-haired elder, seeing her trying to escape, became furious and dashed forward in the air without caring about others. His palms turned blood-red, and the two exchanged several moves from a distance. Yin Hua was defeated and spat out blood.

Whizz!

A bone spur appeared in the darkness.

Just as the red-haired elder was about to seize the Imperial Seal, a ghostly shadow suddenly appeared, wielding a spine sword. This eerie weapon was unheard of in the martial arts world. In a flash of combat, blood sprayed everywhere as the masked ghost figured stabbed the sword into the elder's kidneys, simultaneously clawing at his crown with a five-fingered grasp.

"Die!"

The red-haired elder shouted in fury, activating his protective True Qi to shatter the bone sword with sheer force. He narrowly avoided the bone claw and struck the Bone Rakshasa, causing it to vomit blood, its chest collapsing inward.

"Don't worry about me."

"Quickly retrieve the Imperial Seal. If that person is alarmed, there will be no chance left."

The red-haired elder used his techniques to seal his acupoints, picked up the corpse of the Bone Rakshasa, and removed the mask, revealing the face of an old woman in her fifties, already devoid of life.

The Xuanyin Sect did not have many members, but there were quite a few experts. The Bone Rakshasa was a former elder, and the longer they waited, the more disadvantageous it would be if there were other allies nearby.

The appearance of the Imperial Seal was a sudden event in recent days.

After Li Congke of Later Tang immolated himself, Shi Jingtang almost dug three feet into the ground yet still couldn't find the Imperial Seal. In the ensuing decade, countless people searched the ruins of the Xuanwu Tower for the Seal, all to no avail; even the martial artists heard no news of it.

Then one day,

A rumor spread in the martial world that a fisherman near the Yellow River had fished out the Imperial Seal. Initially dismissed as gossip, it wasn't until a bloodbath erupted in the Northern martial arts community that people began to reconsider its credibility.

If it were fake, why would so many vie for it?

Coincidentally, word came from within Liao that Yelü Xi had rebelled last year, and the Imperial Seal from Liao's palace was also said to be missing. Suddenly, news of two Imperial Seals in the martial world stirred up a storm of blood and anger from all sides.

No one could confirm whether these two Imperial Seals were real, but their sudden appearance triggered a fierce competition among many experts.

One of the Imperial Seals ended up within the borders of Kaifeng, the territory of Northern Song.

The other was brought to the Southern Tang region by a group of ten or so Han Rangers from the Northern Land and later escorted to the Southern Han border with the help of the Xuanyin Sect.

The red-haired elder in front of him was unsure which one to pursue. Following the principle of never returning empty-handed by members of the Demon Sect, he decided to seize the one being contested by the Demon Sect members.

The palace-dressed beautiful woman, severely injured, fled dozens of miles using her techniques but gradually depleted her True Qi, unable to shake off her pursuers.

When she was surrounded by enemies,

An unknown, ghostly blood-colored figure appeared. The newcomer was clad in a robe as blue as blood, leaving no chance for the others to react. In a flash, two heads flew, with blood gushing like a waterfall. The shadow resembling a red-clad female ghost floated beside Yin Hua, snatched the bundle from her hands in an instant.

This eerie red-clothed woman's beauty was unmatched. An aura of ominous energy surrounded her, sending chills down one's spine, looking as if she was not a living being.

She took out an Imperial Seal, gazed at it, and, upon seeing the engraving 'Mandated by Heaven, destined for eternal prosperity', furrowed her eyebrows tightly.

"Fake!"

Ji Shaojiang said coldly, "Where is the real one?"

Killing intent filled the air.

She had caused such a commotion, and in the end, to return with a fake Imperial Seal, how could she answer to Your Majesty?

What?

Fake?

The red-haired elder's expression changed, and without hesitation, he made his escape; they had all been duped.

The one sent into the Kaifeng territory might be the real Imperial Seal!

The red-clad female ghost's figure vanished in a flash.

Come and go as you please?

Leave your life here first.

War horses galloped!

Behind the red-haired elder, the sound of galloping war horses echoed in the darkness. Dozens of black-armored cavalry with ghost face helmets charged like lightning, exuding a murderous aura. The leading general wielded a Mo Blade, wearing shining armor, sweeping the Mo Blade horizontally; the raging True Qi shredded several falling leaves into powder.

True Qi infused war horses, murderous intent awakening blood courage.

The leading ghost-faced warrior's Huanhou spear technique was unrivaled, filled with Martial School's True Qi and a concentration of martial intent.

Charge!

Kill the general!

Seize the banner!

The determination to break through Xianzhen is either death or glory!

A flash of blood.

Heads flew.

The first dozen black-armored cavalry struck like dragons with their spears, rainbows piercing the sun, True Qi raging, and countless autumn leaves crumbled into powder. The following dozen cavalry drew their war bows, infusing their arrows with True Qi, streaking like meteors. The air filled with a dense whistle of arrows, the old devil's disciples and followers howling and falling.

Several figures fell from the sky, shot down before they could even act, pierced through the chest by the black-armored cavalry's long spears, their corpses hoisted up!