Chapter 573: Ghost Howl and Jade Buddha

, with dark energy and lightning devouring each other. The formation itself seemed to be on the verge of collapse.In the midst of the great battle, ghost banners fluttered wildly, their surfaces rustl...This is a vast, endless cemetery.

Dongyang Bo called it a fairy's tomb.

But, no one knows why such a large graveyard appeared in the fairy palace, who built it, and what is buried inside.

Is it a fairy

Is he still human

These fairy tombs have weathered long years and the baptism of time, becoming very low, with many cracks and even collapses.

Most of the stone stelae have been destroyed, and even those that have survived are only fragments with no legible text.

Qin Sang actually saw a broken spear between the graves, half stuck in the ground, covered with rust.

The broken spear was obscured by rust, but its presence was still undeniable. It must have been a terrifying weapon in its prime, yet now it was powerless, buried in the earth, forgotten.

Like fragments of a broken spear, they are no longer few in number. They have all been worn down by the passage of time, their power lost, reduced to mere scrap metal.

If there are bad things, there must be good things too.

A fairy grave, it may also be a treasure trove.

The Diamond Tablet hung high, its light forming a barrier to protect Qin Sang and the five others.

In the ghostly mist, some thin wisps of ghosts discovered the intruder and screamed, lunging at them with bared fangs and claws. For a moment, the ghostly mist swirled and churned with dark currents.

“Yikes!”

When the ghostly mist touched the white light of the Vajra Jewel, it seemed to be ignited, emitting a piercing shriek and dissipating rapidly.

The ghostly figures hidden in the ghostly mist were even worse off. When they were touched by the white light of the Vajra Jewel, they only had time to let out a short scream before they completely vanished from the world.

Perhaps because they were outside the perimeter of the cemetery, these ghostly figures were relatively weak. Under the protection of the Vajra Jewel, Qin Sang and his companions did not feel how dangerous the ghostly mist truly was.

However, the actions of Dongyang Bo and Chenyan became noticeably more cautious.

This place is full of fairy graves, there's hardly a flat spot to stand on. Even seemingly level ground is actually the collapsed remains of tombs; walking on it always feels eerie.

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They moved forward in a winding way.

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The ghosts encountered on the road are getting stronger and stronger, but the two Yuan Ying cultivators can deal with them with ease.

Worried about disturbing the Ghost King, who was comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, they walked forward on foot. Their speed was not fast, but after half an hour, they still hadn't left the fairy grave. The front was still gray and gloomy.

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When calculated, the range of the fairy grave has exceeded that of the palace ahead.

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Qin Sang was secretly startled.

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How many people are buried here

What a terrible slaughter it must have been, to consume so many lives

Fortunately, although the fairy grave is vast, there aren't as many ghosts inside as one might imagine.

The ghostly world seems to be strictly hierarchical as well. Those weak ghosts only dare to roam the outskirts, all huddled together, which makes them appear more numerous.

When you enter the depths of the fairy graveyard, sometimes for a long stretch you won't encounter a single spirit.

Walking silently among countless tombs for another hour, Dongyang Bo and Chenyan suddenly stopped.

Qin Sang and the others peered curiously, but found nothing.

After a moment, Dongyang Bo said in a deep voice, "It's Donghyun Xian! Donghyun Xian must have encountered some powerful ghost creature. Judging by the sound, Donghyun Xian is not in an easy situation. It is said that there are ghosts nearby whose strength rivals that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Ying period. They are very troublesome and it's very likely that Donghyun Xian has run into them!"

Chen Yan glanced at Dongyang Bo, "Do you want to help him defeat the Ghost King"

Of course not.

Dongyang Bo sneered, “Although the two domains have decided to unite, within Ziwu Palace, they are still competitors. That old fellow Dongyun Xian is hiding very well, he can’t die. We might as well take advantage of him attracting the attention of the Ghost King, pass through this area, and get ahead of them.”

Then, Dongyang Marquis raised his hand and pointed at the Diamond Seal. The white light disappeared.

Seven figures converged their auras, hidden in the ghostly mist, hard to detect. They bypassed the battlefield ahead, quickening their pace.

Just as they were rounding the battlefield's edge, Dongyun Xian, who was locked in a fierce battle with the Ghost King, also sensed something.

Donghyunxian held a bamboo flute-shaped magic treasure, manifesting thousands of bamboo flute shadows, which struck the Ghost King in front of him fiercely, nearly shattering half his body.

Dong Yun Xian turned her head to look behind her, her brows gradually furrowing.

At that moment, the Ghost King was sent flying by the bamboo flute, his body flickering for a moment before instantly returning to normal. He charged again, not giving Donghunxian any chance to escape.

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Dongyun Xian was furious, “You ignorant fool!”

He had no time to spare for others, and could only focus on dealing with the Ghost King's harassment.

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On the other side, Dongyang Bo and his men pressed on relentlessly, completely ignoring the fierce battle raging beside them. They kept their heads down and marched forward.

As we approached the battlefield.

The howling grew clearer, sharper than before, like a demonic chorus that lingered in their ears, attempting to burrow into their minds. They struggled against it with all their might, but the sound began to affect their sanity.

The closer one got to the battlefield, the more apparent the influence of the ghostly howls became. The first to show signs was Yu Wan-sen. His face turned pale, beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead, and his eyes flickered with brief moments of confusion, as if being misled by the haunting cries.

At the start, in that moment of confusion, Yu Wan Sen became aware. He broke free from the ghostly howls.

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But the difficulty of breaking free was increasing, Yu Wanshen's confusion lasted longer and longer. Every time he was awakened, the fear on his face grew deeper, his back soaked with sweat.

He tried to temper his heart with the howl of ghosts, but it was a delusional fantasy.

Having walked only a few steps, Yu Wanshen couldn't hold on any longer. He used the power of King Kong Zhu to seal his five senses, minimizing the influence of Ghost Howl. His condition immediately improved a lot.

Then came Mu Yifeng and Ji Qing.

Then, Qin Sang and Qiumei Bai also successively closed their five senses.

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Actually, Qin Sang wasn't bewitched by the Ghost Howl. When he entered the Corpse Heaven Cave that year, he encountered a demonic sound similar to the Ghost Howl in effect. The Jade Buddha helped him block the influence of the demonic sound.

This time, Yufo still effortlessly shielded Qin Sang from the ghost's howl, guarding him closely, giving him a profound sense of security.

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This is a ghost king comparable to the mid-stage of a US dollar infant. Even the ghostly howl it emits can't shake the jade Buddha in the slightest!

Although the distance was far, Qin Sang's mind was not affected in the slightest. One could imagine that even if the Ghost King appeared before him, he would be the same.

Along the way, the Jade Buddha has time and again demonstrated its strength and reliability, never disappointing Qin Sang.

To avoid being noticed by Dongyang Bo and Chen Yan, Qin Sang also pretended to be unbearable, closing his five senses. He didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly his five senses returned.

Looking around, the mist and graves were gone. He finally stepped out of the range of the fairy cemetery.

Behind him was a haze of gray-white mist, but ahead lay a vast expanse of open land. The soil in the clearing was as dark and brown as a burial mound, drenched in blood.

At the end of the clearing, there was a giant altar made of piled-up earth.

The altar was shaped like a pyramid from a past life, its apex piercing the clouds. Around the altar, crimson blood energy swirled, within which ancient forbidden spells manifested.

Dongyang Bo and Chenyan, carrying them on their flight, bypassed the altar and continued forward.

It is possible they also lacked the ability to break the ancient seal upon the altar.

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