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Especially Li Taiyi, who was born into the Li family in Qingyang County, has always adhered to the ideals of the righteous path of humanity since childhood.

All that is cultivated and practiced is thus.

The Li family has spent countless White Pills and Purifying Pills to purify the impurities in his spiritual energy, making his spiritual power extremely pure.

He was originally someone the Li family had high hopes for, and the Li family hid him away and spared no expense in cultivating him.

Unfortunately, he was eventually exposed.

His power crossed the line for official execution.

So he was sent to Xijiang City.

Now, when he heard Chen Yuan say that he could pay any price to become powerful, even if it meant becoming a demon or turning into evil... his stubborn beliefs and ideas were severely shaken.

"Yes, if I cannot become strong, I cannot control my own destiny. Then, what is the use of my adherence to the righteous path of human cultivation?"

Lee Tae-il murmured absentmindedly.

If someone as monstrous as him becomes someone the Great Xiang Empire's officials fear, they will eliminate him to prevent him from growing further and becoming a threat to the Great Xiang Empire's rule!

Just then, Chen Yuan's voice came from ahead, "Hurry up and follow us. Once we destroy the coffins here, we need to leave as soon as possible."

Zhong Yue and Wang Hu were the first to react, and they patted Li Taiyi on the shoulder before chasing after Chen Yuan.

Li Taiyi took a deep breath and called out, "Brother Chen, wait for me!"

After saying that, he chased after them.

The group of four moved at great speed, flying at low altitudes. They encountered some obstacles, but the strongest among them was only at the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm, which Chen Yuan and his companions could easily kill.

Before long, they arrived at a huge tomb and stopped.

The tomb was as tall as a mountain, surrounded by black mist, giving it an eerie and terrifying feel.

Chen Yuan looked up at the top of the tomb and immediately saw more than a dozen Purple Mansion cultivators dressed in the uniforms of the Western Frontier City of the Great Xiang Empire, who were engaged in a fierce battle with the Purple Mansion Corpse Cultivators of Night City!

Meanwhile, the battle that erupted in the direction of the teleportation portal in the distance was even more intense, with the sounds of fighting like thunder, deafening!

High in the sky, a giant human skin umbrella rumbled and spun, devouring the ghosts of the entire Night City.

Although some powerful ghost cultivators from Night City tried to destroy the human skin umbrella, it was to no avail. They were entangled by Nuomi and could not break free, so they could only focus on dealing with the human skin umbrella.

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Nuomi was alright.

At the same time, he looked at the battlefield atop the tomb, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Clearly, the higher-ups who remained here had previously sent more than a dozen Purple Mansion Corpse Cultivators to deal with the four of them.

However, most of them remained here to deal with the other cultivators who wanted to destroy the coffin.

"This battle has reached a critical juncture, which is why the ghost cultivators and corpse cultivators in Night City are launching a fierce counterattack."

Zhong Yue looked around and spoke in a low voice.

He may have looked like a roughneck, but he was actually quite shrewd. After observing his surroundings, he immediately understood the situation.

Li Tai nodded. "Clearly, the higher-ups here didn't expect that the four of us would kill our opponents so quickly, so no powerful Purple Mansion cultivators came to stop us along the way."

Chen Yuan nodded, agreeing with Zhong Yue and Li Taiyi's words.

Just then, the dozen or so Purple Mansion cultivators dressed in Western Frontier government uniforms on top of the tomb also sensed the sudden appearance of Chen Yuan and his group of four.

One of the elderly men, wearing a purple official hat, immediately spoke with excitement.

"You four must have also taken on the mission to destroy the Night City teleportation array and the corpse-raising coffin, right?"

The elderly man in the purple official hat spoke in a deep voice, his words piercing through the layers of black mist and reaching Chen Yuan and the others, "We have blocked all the high-ranking officials of Night City here. You must immediately enter this enormous tomb!"

"That's where the coffins for raising corpses are located. Destroy all the coffins to complete the mission."

Chen Yuan and the other three exchanged glances, and without any hesitation, flew into the entrance of the tomb.

As they entered this place, an even more sinister and icy aura rushed towards them, and a layer of ice crystals began to spread across their skin!

"The deathly aura here is incredibly dense; this must be the cultivation cave of all the Purple Mansion experts in Night City!"

Zhong Yue spoke quickly, his eyes gleaming, "Those coffins for raising corpses are where they usually sleep."

Chen Yuan and the others nodded, about to unleash the Golden Crow True Yang Flame to counteract the coldness.

Zhong Yue quickly spoke up, "Brother Chen, those outside are all high-ranking officials from the Western Frontier Prefecture. Please don't use the Heavenly Light Dao Technique."

Chen Yuan nodded and only used the Golden Crow True Yang Flame.

Rumble!

The Golden Crow True Yang Flame erupted, enveloping Chen Yuan's entire body and making him look like a man of fire.

As the Golden Crow True Yang Flame erupted, the extreme cold that permeated the void instantly dissipated!

Zhong Yue, Li Taiyi, and Wang Hu breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind Chen Yuan, continuing to fly inside.

Before long, they arrived at a spacious and gloomy space.

Here are many ancient coffins, densely covering the entire ground and stretching all the way to the end of darkness.

Chen Yuan's pupils contracted.

This place was exactly the same as the one he had seen at the foot of Cloud Break Mountain, which made his heart tremble. He couldn't help but look up, but he didn't see the same corpse-nurturing gourd as the Ancient Corpse Transformation Sect.

High above, there was nothing but endless darkness.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around, using his powerful senses to probe the ancient coffins.

The next moment, his gaze sharpened.

Most of these ancient coffins are now empty.

However, the surface of each ancient coffin seemed to have ancient array patterns, which could absorb the most concentrated death energy in this space.

This made these ancient coffins the best training grounds for those ghost cultivators.

"Brother Chen, what should we do?"

Wang Hu asked.

Black patterns emanated from his hands.

These array patterns gradually solidified, transforming into black armor gauntlets.

His two fists clattered together, making a dull thud.

"Destroy all these coffins, leave none alive."

Chen Yuan said, paused, and then spoke again, "It would be best to burn all these ancient coffins."

Wang Hu responded and immediately stepped forward, smashing an ancient coffin to pieces with a single punch.

"Hehe, we've raided those corpse cultivators' homes here. Let's see if they come back. If they don't, we'll smash their beds."

Zhong Yue grinned and took out a pair of huge bronze hammers. He swung them with great force and smashed them into pieces, one hammer blow at a time, shattering the ancient coffins into pieces!

Without further ado, Chen Yuan conjured fireballs with both hands and threw them at the ancient coffins.

A loud booming sound rang out, and a raging fire instantly erupted in the dimly lit underground space.

These corpse-nurturing coffins are vessels for cultivating powerful corpse cultivators.

As long as this place is destroyed, and that teleportation portal is also destroyed, they will not believe that the siege of Xijiang City cannot be lifted.

……

Just as Chen Yuan and his three companions were frantically burning coffins inside the enormous tomb, in a cloud above Night City...

A huge black French ship floats silently here.

The ship's prow resembled a skull, shrouded in black mist and exuding an eerie aura.

On the deck, several figures sat cross-legged.

In front of them was a small table, on which were placed human heads and internal organs.

These items were neatly arranged on the bronze plates and dishes, forming a table of delicious food.

Among this group, one middle-aged man was the leader.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a black sacrificial robe embroidered with a black sun and a red moon, as well as countless skeletons kneeling before the sun and moon.

The patterns shimmered, as if they were not embroidered. Instead, they seemed to depict a scene of worshipping the sun and moon, sealed within the plain robe, giving it an air of gloom and death.

This middle-aged man had high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and a fierce, tiger-like gaze.

He wore a bone crown made from the skull of a giant beast and a necklace made of eighteen human skulls around his neck.

He was tall, strong, and imposing, appearing to be at least three meters tall.

Therefore, even though the human's head was very large, the necklace formed by stringing them together hanging around his neck did not appear abrupt or exaggerated, but rather just right and domineering.