The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 217 The Mountain of Extreme Fiends Appears and Returns

What is an extremely inauspicious place? It is a place with the most yin terrain and the heaviest yin energy, which forms an extremely fierce evil energy. If the terrain also encounters a ritual altar for refining evil, then it becomes a great evil.

Kong Xuzi led his men over a mountain and, by the moonlight, stared in astonishment at the sheer cliffs and valleys before them. Even though he was used to seeing grand scenes, he couldn't remain calm at that moment, and his hands, which were tucked into his sleeves, curled up slightly.

Perhaps due to the presence of yin energy, the mountain lacks lush vegetation. Its shape may have been altered by an earthquake, resembling a corpse. Will-o'-the-wisps, some blue and some green, flicker and float among the rubble. And what about the scenery in the valley?

The phrase "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood" has its origins. The deep ravine and cliffs before us are filled with piles of white bones, densely packed together. Isn't that a mountain of corpses?

How many corpses would it take to form such a giant mountain of corpses? Ten thousand, or tens of thousands?

Upon closer inspection, one can still see some relatively fresh corpses tossed among the rocks in twisted shapes, their flesh pierced by the upright white bones. The blood that fell onto the bones has dried, the flesh is rotting, and the bodily fluids are mixed in, murky like putrid slurry, and have a foul stench.

A breeze blows, sounding like wailing spirits, whispering to outsiders. Listening more closely, it sounds like the mournful cries of vengeful ghosts, sending chills down one's spine and making one's soul uneasy.

Along with the wind came an indescribable stench of decay, the stench of corpse poison seeping into every nook and cranny, coupled with the extreme malevolent energy that made one nauseous, dizzy, and on the verge of collapse.

vomit.

"I...I want to go home." Some people couldn't withstand the shock and retreated in terror, falling to the ground and scrambling downhill, leaving behind an indescribable stench.

No one stopped him.

Lang Jiuchuan stood before the ravine, ran two fingers across his eyes, piercing through the swirling, dark mist within the valley, his gaze sweeping over the white bones and landing in the center of the valley.

There seemed to be an ancient altar, made of countless skulls, eerie and terrifying, like a circle of ghostly soldiers and generals intimidating the little devils outside. Above the altar stood a figure emanating thick black mist.

The other person seemed to sense something and suddenly looked in her direction.

Lang Jiuchuan immediately saw those blood-red eyes, piercing through the black mist, like two red lanterns emitting eerie ghostly flames, staring intently at her.

Her breath hitched.

This is the return of the corpse.

“It’s that corpse zombie.” Gong Si, who had appeared beside her at some point, immediately recognized the dark figure standing above the altar, his eyes wide with fury.

In just one encounter, they lost four people. If he hadn't been so focused on absorbing the essence, and if they hadn't used their magic weapons, they probably wouldn't have been able to retreat to the swamp to save their lives.

However, the other side has clearly discovered them, so why aren't they being slaughtered as before?

Lang Jiuchuan clutched the small wooden figure in his hand, saying nothing, but in his mind he said to Jiang Che, "Go down and see what they're doing?"

They couldn't rashly go down into this extremely dangerous place to fight the zombies. After all, they knew whether the people in front of them were a match for them. Going down with just a burst of courage would only be a pointless death, and they probably wouldn't even be enough to feed the zombies.

This is not to say that she was afraid of death. Dying a worthy death is fine, and unnecessary sacrifices are unnecessary.

They must wait for more capable like-minded people to come, but in the meantime, they can't do nothing; they need to come up with a plan.

Jiang Zhizi dared not do anything, but he was wary of the Human Emperor Banner in the imposter's hand, a magical artifact that could reflect his image.

Lang Jiuchuan said, "Be careful. If you're discovered, fight. If you can't win, run."

As long as the green hills remain, there's no worry about running out of firewood. He then stealthily went downstairs.

The zombies did discover them, but they didn't rush in and wipe out all the rations. Of course, there were more pressing matters, such as what was happening right now.

It stopped Cong Jinnian's hand from cutting Princess Chao'an's stomach, its bloodshot eyes staring at him menacingly, looking as if it wanted to devour him alive.

Jin Nian suddenly felt a chill, suppressing her fear, and said coldly, "She's about to die. If we don't act now, this fetus will suffocate inside. Are you not going to reincarnate?"

He was also panicked, but there was nothing he could do. For some reason, his ancestor had not made a single sound, so he assumed he was dead. If that was the case, then the grand plan for the next century would have to be continued by him, the descendant and grand-disciple, so that all the planning and arrangements over the past century would not have been in vain.

Jin Nian glanced at the mountain of corpses and felt the extreme Yin energy, and shivered. But when he thought about what would happen if he succeeded, greed and excitement flashed in his eyes.

It's not impossible that someone who is neither born nor dies could emerge from a family and become the ruler of this place.

Having served as a servant in the Tantai family for long enough, it's time for him to rise up and become the master.

The corpse was shrouded in a dark, malevolent mist. Although its soul had awakened, it was not a living person after all. Its thinking was slow and not very fast. It only knew that it was not the right time yet.

It had a feeling that if its Yin energy were to escape at this moment, it would be greatly disadvantageous to them.

But it couldn't explain why, and because of this, it became anxious and impatient, its murderous aura growing stronger and stronger, heading straight for Jin Nian and the dying Princess Chao An on the ground.

Princess Chao'an was already unconscious, her brows furrowed. She was trembling all over from the impact of the fierce aura, her face was pale, and she looked increasingly weak.

The zombie instinctively moved closer, its head hovering above her, its mouth open, and a continuous stream of vital essence poured out, then entered her nose.

Princess Chao'an's pulse had actually calmed down, but when Jin Nian touched her hand, it was colder than ice, and his gaze involuntarily fell on her stomach.

Like a ghost, Jiang concealed his aura, secretly observing the scene on the altar and transmitting it to Langjiuchuan.

Lang Jiuchuan stared at Princess Chao'an on the altar on the ground, and an idea formed in his mind. He then shared it with Gong Qi and Kong Xuzi.

"This zombie is not easy to deal with. When chaos breaks out, it will surely retaliate. If we deal with it and that path, are you confident that you can capture Princess Chao'an?"

Lang Jiuchuan's original intention was for her to lure the zombies away so that they could deal with Cong Jinnian and prevent him from having the opportunity to force the birth of the princess's child.

But Kongxuzi shook his head, insisting on taking the most difficult one instead.

They wanted to deal with a difficult one, and Lang Jiuchuan was naturally happy to oblige. He took out the wooden figure and said, "This is the true birth date and time of the Corpse Returning to the Vampire. Trapping its soul is like trapping its body, which can slow down its movements. It's best to force its primordial soul out of its body as soon as possible, and you must also trap and kill it so that it cannot be reincarnated. In addition, it has been cultivating in this extremely evil corpse-raising ground for a hundred years, and its magical power has reached its peak. Everyone, be careful."

"Young Master has arrived." Gong Shiliu suddenly looked behind him, overjoyed.

Looking over, Lang Jiuchuan saw seven or eight people emerging from the Yin Road. The leader bore a resemblance to Gong Qi and possessed an otherworldly air, so he knew that this was Gong Tinglan, the young master of the Gong family.

She had just stood up, intending to say hello, when she suddenly turned around and saw the thick, dark mist of the cliff valley transform into a hideous demon, which suddenly opened its huge mouth at them, as if to suck their marrow and devour their souls.

"Everyone be careful!" Lang Jiuchuan exclaimed in alarm.

It turns out my writing skills are terrible; I couldn't finish it in one go, and it's not what I wanted. I'm so stuck! I'll definitely save up more drafts in the future so I can revise them whenever I want!