coobybook Chapter 214 The Chaos of the Void River
Chapter 214 The Chaos of the Void River
The inner demon was deceiving the demon god's avatar beneath the imperial city, stalling for time until Xue Lan took pity on him and returned the power of his soul.
With her current strength, she can't even summon the Su Jun Sword from Xue Lan's Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.
At this very moment, Xue Lan, on whom the inner demon had placed great hopes, was fleeing in terror from the underworld in Golden Valley City.
Xue Lan's figure transformed into a faint stream of light, dragging the attendant she had recently recognized as hers as she ran towards the end of the Yin Street.
Behind her, Xue Chongyu, with his flowing white hair, gazed at the endless stream of malevolent spirits before him, his longsword flashing incessantly. Beneath the sharp blade, fragments of soul energy were sliced away.
The girl formed a complex hand seal with one hand, creating a huge ice shield in front of the group.
She spoke slowly, each word deliberate and laced with a hint of gritted teeth: "What did you take?"
Xue Lan, who was flying away with the light-footed Wu Jin in her hand, heard Xue Chongyu's question. The girl paused in mid-air for a moment, and then flew off in the original direction again.
"The Book of Fate of the Underworld!"
A long reply came from behind Xue Lan. Xue Chongyu felt that the good character he had cultivated in the Ice Flower Pool over the years was about to be ruined by Xue Lan.
She shot a cold glint in the direction Xue Lan had fled: "Put her back!"
Xue Lan cast a protective spell on Wu Jin, then threw the man directly in front of her.
Wu Jin was unable to move, and the young man, like a frozen fish, took Xue Chongyu's attack directly with his face.
The young man didn't know that Xue Lan was the person in charge, and he regretted it deeply, feeling like he was being pierced by a thousand arrows.
Xue Chongyu's attack missed, and the ice shield in front of him cracked under the attack of the Yin spirit. The girl had to put Xue Lan aside for the time being and focus on blocking the enemy.
At this moment, Xue Lan and his companion arrived at the end of the Yin Street, with the Yellow Springs flowing slowly behind them. The cities of the Underworld actually only occupy a small part of the entire realm; the vast remaining area, apart from the Yellow Springs that run through various parts of the Underworld, is collectively known as the Void River.
A mysterious group lives in seclusion among them: Ghost Cultivators.
This is beyond the reach of those below the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in living beings.
He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place; Wu Jin was on the verge of tears.
Xue Lan's voice, tinged with laughter, reached his ears: "Fellow Daoist Wu, you haven't been to the Void River in the lower realm before, have you?"
Wu Jin was shocked, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly sent a telepathic message to Xue Lan.
"Your Excellency! This is unacceptable! This is the Void River of the lower realm, where many Nascent Soul stage ghost cultivators have secluded themselves to establish the earth's veins. The two of us..."
If the two of us who practice evil arts go down there, we'll be skinned alive!
Xue Lan smiled slightly: "Who told me to be idle before!"
After saying this, Xue Lan, carrying Wu Jin, leaped directly into the Yellow Springs behind her.
"Xue Lan!"
Xue Chongyu's angry voice came from the shore, and Xue Lan saw a beam of azure light chasing after them...
Before one stick of incense.
Xue Chongyu used his Jijing Sword to nail the demonized City God to the wall, and took the opportunity to mock Xue Lan.
After being refused Xue Tong's request for help, Xue Lan had no choice but to awkwardly walk up to the old man alone.
Silence is the best answer.
Just as she approached the old man, she inadvertently noticed a faint aura of destiny emanating from the old man's chest, which was covered in icy clusters.
The girl immediately pushed Xue Chongyu away, walked to the old man, and summoned back the divine soul power she had placed with the inner demon.
Xue Lan pinched a wisp of pure spiritual energy between her fingertips. It was separated from the origin of her demon soul. Although it could not restore the severely demonized old man in front of her to his senses, it could create a dream for his remaining obsession.
That wisp of pure, ethereal energy slowly entered the old man's chest. Xue Chongyu watched as the girl in red stood before the strange old man and slowly closed her eyes.
Xue Lan entered a void, a place like a blank sheet of paper, on which human markets gradually appeared over time, bustling with people.
On the bustling streets, the noise of pedestrians, the shouts of street vendors, the aroma of dishes from restaurants, and the colorful silk fabrics all gradually wove together and unfolded before Xue Lan.
This seems to be the beginning of the story...
"In the first year of the Qinghe era of the Dali era, I became the prefect of Jingu City."
An old, gentle voice came from behind her. Xue Lan turned around and saw an old man dressed in gray and white clothes walking out from the bustling crowd.
The old man's clothes were grayish-white, and his face was also grayish-white, like a faded, pale, and withered old pine trees standing tall in the mountain stream.
Though lean and aged, he possessed an unyielding spirit.
Xue Lan quickly bowed to the person in front of him: "Junior Xue Lan, a cultivator of the Xuanhuang Sect, greets Lord City God."
The old man looked at Xue Lan and laughed heartily: "I can't accept this, I can't accept this. It's truly shameful for you to see me like this, young friend."
As they spoke, Xue Lan saw the old man's gray clothes slowly take on color, the crimson hue resembling river water flowing up from his ankles, staining his clothes.
Xue Lan then realized that the old man's round-necked robe was actually an official's uniform.
"Young friend, I and several judges have been harmed by the demons, our souls shattered and our bodies mixed together. Our days are numbered. So there's no need for further pleasantries."
"I am here to inform you of the changes that have occurred in Jingu City and the Xuming River in the territory. I hope you will inform your elders in your sect. Yan Song thanks you, young lady."
The old man's voice was strong and clear as he bowed slightly to Xue Lan.
Xue Lan returned the greeting solemnly: "Please speak, sir."
"Last year, the Xuanhuang Sect took the lead in solemnly urging Heaven and Earth, and the gods of mountains and rivers, to fight a decisive battle against the Demon Race. Heaven and Earth responded, and the pact was made."
The City Gods of our realm have also received the message that, with the guarantee of Fellow Daoist Lin, the City Lord of the Void City in the center of the Void River, the power of the Void River and all the underworld forces has been gathered to begin investigating any anomalies in those listed in the Book of Fate in the mortal world.
"This matter begins in my Golden Valley City."
Yan Song slowly raised his hand, and a pale golden scroll appeared in his hand, which slowly flew into Xue Lan's hand.
"This investigation was conducted by me personally, along with four judges, to prevent the presence of demonic spies like those from Jiyue Mountain within the underworld. This investigation revealed a calamity within the underworld."
The scroll in Xue Lan's hands turned on its own without any wind, stopping at a page. Xue Lan saw many names circled on it.
"We have discovered that in Golden Valley City and even the surrounding three prefectures, there are people who have been reincarnated before their lifespan has ended, their fates have been altered, and their souls are different from those of the people of our Yuanming Realm. They are truly demonic beings!"
"I originally intended to spread this matter to other underworlds via the waters of the Yellow Springs, but I was betrayed by the demon..."
"My lord, regarding this investigation... do you know the results regarding that City Lord Lin?" Xue Lan asked.
Yan Song slowly shook his head: "The matter was handled in haste, and Lord Lin is probably unaware of it yet."
Xue Lan thought that City Lord Lin was probably already dead. This matter was proposed by that city lord, but it stopped after the incident in the Golden Valley City Underworld. Xue Lan had met several city gods along the way, but none of them knew about this matter...
But the girl, seeing the hopeful look in the old man's eyes, remained silent.
"This junior will do his utmost!" Xue Lan put away the scroll in front of him and bowed deeply to the old man.
"Thank you, young lady!" Yan Song bowed slightly to Xue Lan. At the moment the old man bowed, four other blurry figures appeared behind him.
These must be the four judges of the underworld of Jingu City. Their cultivation is not as high as that of the City God, so they can only appear as blurry phantoms at this moment.
"Take care, young lady!"
Xue Lan left the illusion, thinking to herself that the upright and principled Prefect must be forever remaining in his Golden Valley City.
The girl stepped forward and took a scroll from the chest of the strange old man in front of her.
The headless old man in front of them roared to the sky, and countless ghostly spirits appeared behind him, chasing after the three of them relentlessly.
She fell completely into the Yellow Springs, and Xue Lan felt the icy water enveloping her.
She released her spiritual power, which returned to her inner demons.