277: Chapter 42 Great Yue Kingdom 277: Chapter 42 Great Yue Kingdom The pitch-black fog, subtly dispersing.
A figure clad in black, holding a sword-umbrella, walked slowly.
Xie Xuanyi raised his head, looking at the surrounding walls that had collapsed due to the long passage of time and were now buried by sand and dust.
“It’s unexpected…”
“that the second layer of this secret realm would actually be a complete ‘ancient city’.”
The aura of gloomy evil is a curse.
But in some sense,
it is also a protection.
After a thousand years, this ancient city, under the coverage of the gloomy evil aura, was free from man-made destruction.
Xie Xuanyi came to a halt.
He saw a massive mural.
This mural had been damaged, hacked and carved; only blurred traces remained.
The content on the wall depicted the history of this ancient city.
Many people, kneeling before the throne, worshiped the figure upon it…
And then.
A great Dragon Descendant of the Demon Cultivators revealed its true form, descending upon the city.
Fires raged.
Life met with Silent Annihilation.
The towering figure on the throne swept his sleeve.
Cavalry poured forth.
Next came the scene Xie Xuanyi had previously seen in the dense fog.
“Was this place once an ancient kingdom?”
Xie Xuanyi was somewhat surprised.
He understood the mural; some of the text was even something he had come across in the daoist archives of Lotus Peak.
This ancient city, buried in the resentment and gloomy evil, was an independent “ancient kingdom” a thousand years ago.
Great Yue Kingdom.
On the mural, the revered towering figure was the Ruler of Great Yue Country.
The Great Yue Kingdom was peaceful until one day, the arrival of the Dragon Descendant shattered the tranquility…
This Dragon Descendant wreaked havoc in the Great Yue Kingdom.
The entire ancient kingdom rose up in rebellion, leading to the final “dragon hunt” scene on the mural.
“This mural…”
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes, touching the mural, and murmured, “Seems to be incomplete, unfinished?”
The mural was only halfway done.
The outcome of this battle was not depicted.
Perhaps the rock face had been shattered to pieces…
However, Xie Xuanyi was interested in the scene of the Dragon Descendant’s descent upon the Great Yue Kingdom.
The emergence of such a powerful being of the Demon Race, suddenly coming here to start pillaging…
surely there was a “hidden truth” behind it.
Legend has it, a True Dragon existed a thousand years ago.
From that recent vision of gloomy evil,
Xie Xuanyi had seen with his own eyes the great dragon bound by the Sword Qi Chains, an oppressiveness that far exceeded the Vermilion Bird, the Great Demon of Golden Turtle Peak in the Da Sui Sword Palace.
A thousand years ago.
This could very well have been a being that surpassed the “Yang God”!
“Was this creature pursuing ascension to become a True Dragon?”
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes; his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a strange noise at the end of the stone wall.
A buzz!
Sword Sound trembled, Silent Annihilation’s golden light flashed out from the center of his brow in an instant.
Having clashed with the Black Evil cavalry before, Xie Xuanyi had become cautious toward this ancient battlefield, his spirit taut to the utmost.
He could not be deceived by the slightest abnormal movement.
The next moment,
Silent Annihilation abruptly came to a halt.
A girl’s face smeared with dust and filth cautiously peeked out half her head over the wall, gazing in the direction of Xie Xuanyi.
The sword golden light almost filled the entire crumbling wall.
The girl’s cheeks were illumined snow-white by the sword light, her delicate eyebrows twisted tight, she resignedly closed her eyes.
Fortunately, the Flying Sword stopped just in time before her forehead.
“Li Mei?”
Xie Xuanyi stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly.
The reason the Flying Sword did not fall
was because Xie Xuanyi recognized the face of the comer, the girl in front of him was not a “living person” in the traditional sense, just a wandering soul, and with a very weak presence, she posed no threat to him at all.
When previously encountering Ao Ying,
Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake had already felt something amiss…
He suspected Ao Ying might have been a lingering spirit of Resentful Ghost Ridge.
If there were lingering resentments within one’s three souls and seven spirits, they would not dissipate.
Now it seems,
this Resentful Ghost Ridge ancient battlefield indeed had spirits lingering, giving rise to Li Mei.
It also made sense.
This ancient city was burnt down by the Dragon Descendants, and all citizens of the Great Yue had died; the resentment must have been sky-high.
The ancient battlefield was shrouded in the aura of dark evil, so it was reasonable for Li Mei spirits to wander about.
With a “plop” sound,
the girl who had been crouching on the wall tumbled heavily to the ground.
Oddly enough,
even though she was a wandering soul, her fall to the ground still made a not too loud, not too soft thump.
Xie Xuanyi walked over.
This little girl with her face smeared in mud clutched her bottom, grimacing in pain.
“Li Mei can feel pain too?”
Xie Xuanyi found it somewhat amusing; in his previous life, traveling the world, he had seen quite a few spirits and monsters.
An existence like this girl, however, he had never seen.
“…”
Of course, such a question would get no answer.
Seeing Xie Xuanyi approach, the little girl quickly got up, rubbing her bottom, and without dwelling on the pain, she kept a safe distance, carefully sizing up Xie Xuanyi with a curious look in her eyes.
Although her face was dirty, her features were still fairly delicate, especially her clear eyes.
However, when her gaze fell on the black box tucked under Xuanyi’s arm, it revealed a hint of terror from deep within her heart.
“Hmm?
Are you afraid of this thing?”
Xie Xuanyi raised an eyebrow.
He twisted the Dragon Pattern Black Box, just about to show it to the girl.
She turned pale with shock, stumbling and hastily fleeing, vanishing in the deep fog of the crumbling old kingdom, like a mouse, she darted into a narrow alley.
The next moment,
Xie Xuanyi understood the reason.
“Clatter!”
“Clatter!”
At the end of the long street, the sound of orderly horse hooves could be heard.
Even from a great distance, one could feel the murderous intent emanating from the fog ahead.
Xie Xuanyi quickly concealed his presence, finding a dark spot to hide in, silently observing.
After a short while,
a squad of stern cavalry slowly marched down the main street.