novelraw Chapter 1425 734: Mystical Sect Past Events
Chapter 1425 734: Mystical Sect Past Events
Lv San's Nuodance was ancient and desolate.
With every step, it seemed as if he was stepping on the nodes of time.
With every beat of his chest, it seemed as if he was beating an ancient war drum.
The paper money had all turned to ashes, but the Nuodance still had to be performed to the end.
The reason was simple: this was not just a dance but a primitive ritual to communicate with the Netherworld and channel the malevolent qi of the Earth's veins, using dance movements to dispel invisible illusions.
If it were interrupted, Lv San would suffer a backlash.
Thud!
Finally, with Lv San's last chest beat, his entire body suddenly halted.
His face was slightly pale, and his body swayed.
In this Nine Gates Yin Ruins, casting spells in a yin soul's form was clearly no easy task.
The person behind him, Wu Ba, quickly stepped forward to support him.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu, Kuai Dayou, and Kong Shangzhao felt a relief in their hearts, as the last bit of the sticky sensation that was binding their divine souls completely disappeared.
"Brother Lv... What a powerful Nuoshu!"
Fatty Lin awkwardly smiled and quickly moved forward to flatter him.
He knew that he had caused quite a bit of trouble this time.
Lv San ignored Fatty Lin, and after catching his breath, his gaze swept like a hawk towards the Jiaozi Office hall that had revealed its true form.
"It's not just paper spirits possessing..."
He formed a spell with his hand, his ears moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "This place is itself a setup, a very deeply hidden Array Boundary."
With the concealing Array broken, he could hear more anomalies.
Wu Ba wasted no words, striding forward.
His palm, as large as a fan, brushed over a thick pillar, then suddenly exerted force and struck!
Thud!
A dull, heavy sound echoed, and the wooden column didn't move an inch.
However, the lacquer on the surface began to fall off, revealing dark red, decayed wood beneath.
"What is this?" Lv San frowned.
Fatty Lin, who was behind him, also looked puzzled, shaking his head and saying, "Never seen it before; this place is different from the outside world, and I have no idea where that demon found it."
Moreover, upon careful inspection, they discovered more anomalies.
The seemingly ordinary gaps between the green bricks on the ground were filled with brick mortar mixed with vermillion and some kind of dark, heavy powder. Although it had long dried, it faintly emitted Yin Sha Qi.
In the corners, several unremarkable broken porcelain pieces were not scattered randomly.
Their placement angles matched the Nine Palace positions, even making the beams resemble a coffin lid.
"This Array... is not simple!"
Kuai Dayou, being a renowned mystical craftsman, was most sensitive to these materials and mechanisms. He leaned in closer to identify them carefully. "Using the chaotic Qi of the Ghost Market as cover, hiding the true trap beneath a layer of Illusion Realm, those Artifacts of the Ancestral Affairs Office would only see the Ghost Market and wouldn't notice here at all."
He shook his head reluctantly, "Damn, I've never seen anything like this before."
"If Brother Lv hadn't broken the paper spirits, these Arrays would be hard to detect."
Kong Shangzhao swallowed, "This was set up specifically for anyone investigating the Nuoshen Tomb... It's Zhao Qingxu!"
"Let's go."
Lv San interrupted their doubts, casting his gaze towards an inconspicuous, intricately carved wooden door at the back of the Jiaozi Office hall.
The spot on the lintel where the plaque should have hung was empty.
Only the beast-face door rings on the door panels had faint scorch marks.
"The clues should be behind the door, likely the final purpose of this Array—to hide the scenes of the past." He took a deep breath, Gang Qi flowing around him. "Be careful!"
Wu Ba led the way, pushing open the heavy wooden door.
As the door opened, a massive wave of sound suddenly surged in!
The light and shadows before everyone's eyes violently twisted and reshaped.
In an instant, it was as if they were swept away by a torrent of time and space, forcibly plunged from the deathly still Jiaozi Office into a world-overturning battlefield.
There stood an ancient and dilapidated temple on the banks of the Huitong River.
The surrounding ground was littered with corpses, of soldiers, pugilistic world people, and Taoists alike.
A high altar rose up on the distant opposite bank.
The gale howled, the dense fog rolled, and only silhouettes could be faintly seen.
Some of them were performing the Yu Step, others were wielding Magic Artifacts, and at the highest point, there was the ghostly image of a figure in a purple robe, holding a Magic Sword, shouting towards the sky: "Eastern Qi unites with the liver, Southern Qi unites with the heart. Western Qi unites with the lungs, Northern Qi unites with the kidneys. The Heavenly Thunder rumbles, distinct are the four divisions. Thunder Duke and Lightning Mother, Wind Master and Rain Master. Hear the call and come at once, do not tarry..."
This was the orthodox Thunder Technique of Taoism, something only the Mystic Sect could employ.
Everyone knew, this was the critical scene from the Great Xing Period of the former dynasty, where the experts of the Mystic Sect united to suppress the head of the Nuoshen Tomb's evil entities.
The Earth's Vein Qi rioted, hence this imprint was left within the Nine Gates Yin Ruins.
Boom!
A bolt of Thunder crashed down, shaking the heavens.
Lv San was still relatively calm, having experienced it at Liangzi Lake.
But Fatty Lin and the others were left dumbfounded.
The most distressed was Wu Ba.
Born with a fear of Thunder, he shuddered in fright.
Yet the most shocking scene was at the center of the temple.
A massive and terrifying stone-carved beast-head coffin was forcibly "pulled" from the foundation.
Within the stone coffin was undoubtedly the "head of the evil entities."
And embedded atop the beast coffin was a massive wooden stake.
The stake was charred black with hints of golden light, exuding an ancient, timeworn aura.
When struck by the Heavenly Thunder, it emitted a red glow, like a red-hot iron rod.
"That is... the wood from Taodu Mountain!"
Lin Yu exclaimed in shock, staring intently at the Divine Wood.
Crack-boom!
As if in response to his words, the Heavenly Thunder struck once again.
In an instant, the entire sky of the Yin Ruins was lit up by a blinding white lightning.
A thick, ridge-like white-hot Thunder, carrying an unparalleled might that could annihilate all evil, descended directly from the Nine Heavens, accurately striking the massive beast coffin pinned by the wood from Taodu Mountain.