The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

"Finally, is he dead?" Zhiqiu Yiye breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Captain Zuo leaned his sword against the ground. After the previous attack, he was exhausted and now he was relying on his willpower to hold on.

When the heroes brought by General Manager Li saw that Zuo Qianhu and Xueshi were both injured, they immediately went to rescue Master Zhang who was trapped in the prison cart.

The young girl beside Li Zongguan suddenly threw herself into Zhang Taifu's arms and cried, "Dad!"

"Wan'er, you've suffered a lot." Tutor Zhang had his hands shackled and could only comfort his daughter clumsily.

"Master Zhang, should we kill Captain Zuo who helped the evil monk and harmed loyal officials?" Chief Steward Li stepped forward and asked.

"He is a loyal and righteous man, but he was bewitched by the evil monk." said Taifu Zhang.

"There is no time to lose, let's leave as soon as possible..." said the Taihang Twin Tigers.

The voices of the Taihang Twin Tigers came to an abrupt halt, because they saw the headless bloody corpse actually stood up unsteadily, slapped him with a palm, and was about to smash him to pieces with a punch!
"Move! Move faster!" The Taihang Twin Tigers felt their whole bodies stiff and unable to move.

"No!" Exclamations were heard from Master Zhang, Zhang Wan'er and others.

The oil-paper umbrella in Ning Caichen's hand was filled with even more black energy, which carried the dazed Ning Caichen directly out of the ruined temple.

Among the crowd, the only one who remained calm was Fang Hao, who was watching the whole show.

Fang Hao had already seen that this blood corpse was not a demon at all, but a human corpse. No one knew which ancient tomb it had revived from.

However, since this blood corpse is related to the "blood flame" of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, Fang Hao will not ignore it.

"Boom!"

He simply snapped his fingers, and invisible waves shot out from his fingertips.

This force was invisible and intangible, yet extremely powerful. It easily destroyed the blood corpse's upper body with just one strike, leaving only the part below the waist in place.

As if sensing the impending disaster, the blood corpse's legs began to run wildly, rushing towards the outskirts of the ruined temple.

At this moment, Fang Hao just clenched his palms and easily gathered the blood corpse's legs and the scattered body parts between his five fingers.

In a single breath, Fang Hao dealt with the seemingly immortal blood corpse in front of him with ease, leaving everyone on the field stunned.

"I wonder what your name is, senior? Which immortal mountain are you practicing in?" Zhiqiu Yiye stepped forward and said.

Although he was only an outer disciple of Kunlun Sect, he had seen the inner sect's Nascent Soul masters take action, and he felt that they were not as relaxed as Fang Hao.

Fang Hao glanced at Zhiqiu Yiye and said, "To only practice the art without practicing the law is putting the cart before the horse."

Zhiqiu Yiye said bitterly: "With my background, how can I inherit the sect's fundamental Dharma?"

Fang Hao's eyes swept over everyone, and he suddenly felt bored. The next moment, he took a step forward and disappeared from everyone's sight.

At his current level, Zuo Qianhu, Zhiqiu Yiye, Ning Caichen and others are no longer worth seeing. Only the wandering swordsman Yan Chixia is worth seeing.

Without getting entangled with the protagonists in the original world's story line, Fang Hao took out the mass of flesh and blood that the blood corpse had transformed into, and just moved his finger.

Then a blood-red stream of light was seen swirling upwards towards a certain location in the deep mountains.

Fang Hao moved, following the guidance of the blood light, and finally came to the periphery of a large tomb. It was rare for a mortal to build such a large tomb in the deep mountains.

Fang Hao was not interested in the origin of this tomb, he was only interested in the origin of the blood flame inside the blood corpse. So, he waved his hand, and the sky, which was already overcast, became even more rainy and windy.

"Stab!"

As he flicked his fingers lightly, several crystal-clear jade-like thunders emerged from the thunderclouds, one after another, striking fiercely on the buildings on the surface of the tomb.

This time, what Fang Hao attracted with the "Thunder Strike" magical power of Qiuniu was the "Jade Pillar Thunder", one of the thirty-six thunders of the Thunder Department, and its power was average.

After the three thunders were fired simultaneously, they successfully broke through the defensive fortifications outside the tomb and pointed directly at the golden coffin in the main tomb chamber.

However, at this moment, there was naturally nothing inside the coffin. Looking at the traces of the coffin being broken from the inside, Fang Hao understood how the bloody corpse appeared.

"The main tomb chamber, the coffin and... the legendary patio that leads to the underworld, this is it!" Fang Hao's eyes flashed with brilliance, because he sensed a strong smell of blood from the patio.

I think the body of the owner of this tomb was polluted by the skylight, which turned into a bloody corpse.

"This patio seems to be connected to the underworld?" Fang Hao thought.

The Shenzhou world is divided into three realms: humans, ghosts and heaven. The heavenly realm can be understood as the spiritual and immortal world, and the ghost realm is the so-called underworld.

There is a difference between humans and ghosts. If a living person wants to go to the underworld, he needs to go through a special route. And this tomb deep in the mountains seems to have a ready-made passage.

"The opportunity for the blood corpse to cultivate the blood flame is in the Netherworld." Fang Hao's eyes flashed.

In the past, after Sun Wukong became a demon fairy, he dared to cause chaos in the underworld. Fang Hao's current cultivation level is not much inferior to that of a demon fairy, so he is not afraid.

The next moment, Fang Hao turned into a ray of green light and drilled into the patio under the tomb.

It was discovered that this skylight had indeed undergone a strange change. Deep below the well, it was actually connected to the "Yellow Spring", one of the Nine Springs. As we all know, this is the only way to the underworld.

The water of the Yellow Spring River can corrode the body and disturb the soul. If an ordinary cultivator falls into the river, he will be turned into a pool of pus and blood in minutes, and his body and soul will be destroyed.

Even if a great monk falls into the underworld, he still needs to be careful in defense and concentrate to be prepared.

Fang Hao directly used the Chiwen transformation, revealing the true form of Chiwen with a dragon head and a fish body. Chiwen has the ability to "control water" and can control all the water in the world.

As Fang Hao's cultivation level improved, even the water from the Yellow Spring River in the underworld was no problem for him.

Fang Hao, in the true form of Chiwen, floated down the river. There were no living creatures in the Yellow Springs River, but there were many evil spirits and ghosts who were trapped in the Yellow Springs for generations and could not be freed.

When these evil spirits and ghosts saw Fang Hao, they rushed towards him like moths to a flame.

Fang Hao simply opened his mouth and spit out the peach-colored Liuku Qi, accepting almost everything that came to him. He took in the countless evil spirits and ghosts that had been trapped in the Yellow Springs River for countless years, and absorbed and refined them into his body.

The "Hutian" technique devours everything, and the Liuku Immortal Thief digests everything. With the two working together, large swathes of evil spirits and evil ghosts have become the food accumulated by Fang Hao.

As pure spiritual energy entered his body, the Qiuniu inner elixir in Fang Hao's body quickly grew and matured. After mastering the magical powers of "thunder strike" and "five sounds", he also comprehended the innate magical power of "entering dreams".

"Entering the Dream": Use the five tones to perceive the rhythm of all things, invade the dreams of the living, and be able to change the dreams to a certain extent.

"The magical power of dreams?" Fang Hao thought thoughtfully.

He couldn't help but think of the countless evil spirits and ghosts he had just killed. They were the nightmares and obsessions of the deceased. Perhaps this was the origin of the "dream-entering" magical power. (End of this chapter)