My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 767 - 646: Yun Lai’s Legacy

Chapter 767: Chapter 646: Yun Lai’s Legacy

Who knows what means of detection these foreign legal gods possessed. If he had encountered the rumored legal network in control of a major cultivator, his utilization of the Tao Law would have been as conspicuous as a torch in the nighttime.

They could track him down using the network in no time!

Anyway, fleeing during the major conflict was regarded as the safest time.

Wang Zijia slightly sensed the city, which was neither large nor small. It was of a very low level. The entire city only had one fourth-order infant god-level legendary creature.

Wang Zijia did not enter the city. Instead, he divided a piece of divine thought, took control of a human skin avatar, and quietly infiltrated.

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In the east suburbs of the city, a place rarely visited and full of various strange legends, stood a white bone tower resembling a mage tower.

Inside the mage tower, there were all sorts of skeletons, similar to robots, working day in and day out, maintaining the operation of the entire mage tower.

On the top floor of the mage tower, a cold skeleton-like object, not sure if it was considered a witch or an undead legendary mage, was currently standing in front of a table like a desk, stitching a corpse. Clearly, it was working on some unknown research experiment.

When he was seriously researching, a human skin quietly penetrated through various protections of the mage tower without alarming anyone or it was as though there was no one around came to the mages’ place.

It wasn’t until the skin came to its back that the cold skeleton’s undead legendary mage didn’t notice a thing.

The scene was somewhat strange for a moment.

Inside the skeleton tower, the cold skeleton was stitching a corpse, similar to an evil creature conducting an evil experiment.

And behind it, an even stranger youth-like creature, his chest suddenly split open, transforming into a human skin can, like a quietly opening abyssal big mouth, silently swallowed him.

The whole process was silent, not until the human skin completely swallowed him, the skeleton’s body was completely controlled by Wang Zijia, his consciousness fell into chaos, he wasn’t even aware of what had happened!

A crossing tribulation creature (demigod) was using the divine power of the Kan family to attack a legend (infant god) at full force. If he could find out anything odd, that would be strange!

With the human skin possessing him, Wang Zijia moved his body around and quickly adapted to this new body.

After quickly completing the demon seeding on the skeleton in his body, Wang Zijia carefully checked some of his basic information with a string of heart-minded spells.

For legendary mages (infant gods), the divine thought is condensed, the divine soul is solid, especially the undead creatures.

Even with Wang Zijia’s current methods, it was almost impossible not to be discovered for abnormal soul searching afterwards.

However, under absolute control of demon seeding and human skin, it was easy to reveal some basic information by using illusion technique to lead him into a chaotic consciousness.

So, in just a moment, Wang Zijia had a rough understanding of the location.

Witch Realm, Fallen Swamp, the Northern Plain, and Black Tower City?

Fallen Swamp?

It should have been renamed from the Ghost Marsh when Yunlai came over in the Fifth Era!

Once he figured out the place, Wang Zijia’s face showed joy.

This place was not far from where Yunlai had become immortal and smuggled back and forth. That place was also in Ghost Marsh, only in the south, this place was in the north.

Wang Zijia also got a very detailed map from the skeleton, he then stopped bothering the cold skeleton.

The human skin silently retreated and disappeared without a trace.

Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

The cold skeleton was just in a daze, and then he came back to his senses. He didn’t notice anything from start to end, continuing his own stitching. Inside the mage tower, the skeletons were still working tirelessly.

When Wang Zijia left, he habitually left behind a Gu insect and an anchor artifact.

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North of the Ghost Marsh?

Outside the city, Wang Zijia looked at the detailed virtual map he had just obtained in front of him. It marked his location and his destination.

"I hope the entrance and exit that Yunlai left are still there, otherwise it’s a risk either to go back and find those fairies fighting, or to stay here, slowly finding the way back."

However, neither of these two choices is a good choice.

Suppressing the unease in his heart, Wang Zijia concealed his figure and headed south at full speed.

He didn’t fly in a straight line, but instead made a large detour from the center of the Ghost Marsh, a huge Bone Altar, which was the core area where the major battle was taking place.

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The Ghost Marsh was huge, comparable to the Northern Region of the East Wilderness. Wang Zijia flew anxiously for half a day, fearing that at any moment, the battle in the central battlefield would end, and the big shots would be free to catch him.

Fortunately, the battle hadn’t ended until Wang Zijia came to the approximate area of the place, according to his memory.

Wang Zijia heaved a sigh of relief and stopped in front of a strange forest.

Ghost Sludge Demon Forest!

It was a more notable place in the Ghost Marsh and an ancient forbidden area.

The entire Demon Forest grew a strange kind of mutant vine that could even swallow the undead.

It was rumored that several ancient undead series and life series pseudo-gods (Turbid Immortal) fell, and their fresh blood infected and mutated the product.

Wang Zijia was all too clear about the origin of this place. This was where Yunlai had trapped and killed a group of pseudo-gods. He remembered the electric paintings vividly.

Latter, when the Ghost Sludge Demon Forest was formed, it was turned into a smuggling base by Yun Lai Zi after becoming immortal!

This Aberrant Devil Forest, mutated by the infection of the Mad God’s flesh and blood, made for the perfect cover for the smuggling portal!

Wang Zijia, remaining as stealthy as ever, quietly infiltrated the depths of the Demon Forest, without attracting any attention.

If Yun Lai could move freely with his knockoff version of Spatial-Temporal Stealth, it would be even easier for Wang Zijia with his original version.

After all, the Demon Forest’s Ghost Trees here were constrained by Yun Lai’s special techniques, limiting its growth. It would never mutate to the Seventh Grade Immortal level.

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The heart of the Demon Forest was filled with a swath of flesh-like vines, entwined like snakes.

They were breathing and squirming, as if they were nurturing something. It looked deformed and bizarre.

However, Wang Zijia did not disturb them. Upon finding the marker-like main root at the core, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Everything hadn’t changed much, so the passage should be fine.

After easing half of his concerns, Wang Zijia sank down into the ground by focusing his mind.

The soil here was very unusual. It was dark red with no trace of soil texture. Everywhere he looked, there was a dark red color as if it was made of flesh and blood.

The entire land was like a giant piece of meat, slightly squirming like the flesh-like vines and roots.

It seemed that both the Mad God and the Detrimental Mutation were not exclusive to Shen Hong, but also existed in the Witch Realm.

However, neither the infection of the Mad God nor the freakishness of the mutation was as exaggerated as in Shen Hong.

Especially the indescribable mutation of the Sinners. If it were in Shen Hong, even with the restriction placed by the Immortal, this Devil Forest would have long turned into an existentially bizarre Mysterious Domain that would make one’s skin crawl, even just from the mere thought of it.

But over here, it wasn’t as exaggerated.

The mutations looked like the ones before the Fifth Era in Shen Hong and hadn’t reached the end of the Fifth Era when the mutation of the Sinners could be seen everywhere!

There must be other unknown reasons influencing this.

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The numerous pieces of information flashed through Wang Zijia’s mind as he continued descending.

The bloody flesh-like soil gradually became normal, but the mysterious roots grew deeper.

After a while, Wang Zijia, who had no idea how long he had been descending, was finally stopped by a spherical light curtain.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, stimulated his mana, and attempted to open it.

The light curtain fluctuated for a moment, as if it had staggered.

[Unknown presence. Special instructions. Entry permitted!]

In the next moment, the light curtain fluctuated, swallowing Wang Zijia seamlessly.

After passing through the light curtain, Wang Zijia instantly saw the situation inside the light curtain clearly.

This was an underground space as large as a small town. With its hemispherical shield serving as a dome that mirrored the sky, it covered the entire underground space.

The space below was vast and open, devoid of any buildings, with countless jade stones sprawled across the open ground, forming an intricate and beautiful array.

The dense runes ignited due to Wang Zijia’s entry, and strands of black smoke were drawn from them, converging towards the center, making him feel dizzy.

Although it was just a smuggling array, it was still terrifying since it was carefully arranged by an Immortal Venerate himself.

At the very core of the array, there was a large circular altar.

A central array was built using the bones of a dozen foreign legal gods as the primary materials.

This was the smuggling array; the enormous array occupying several thousand squares outside was to draw energy for this array at the center.

The countless black smokes, after being pulled by the outer array and refined by the supporting bone pillars of the legal gods, turned into pure black mist and accumulated at the very center of the altar.

At that moment, there was a small area with black liquid like a lake.

The design was ingenious. Most importantly, activating this array didn’t require additional energy, it was self-sufficient!

Upon seeing the liquid, Wang Zijia revealed an expression of surprise!

"So much Turbid Soul Fog!!!"

The Ghost Marsh received its name because, in an unknown era, a terrifying battle occurred here.

From the pile of rotting corpses, a rotten swamp formed with poison from the corpses spreading everywhere.

After numerous years of evolution, it became a vast swamp with countless ghosts struggling within.

After the formation of this bizarre region, the ordinary people who died here were drawn into it by the ghosts and became one of them. This slowly formed the eerie Ghost Marsh.

The array here was obviously drawing on this power.

Put it simply: Yun Lai placed an oil refining machine here to extract corpse oil for energy supply!!!

The Turbid Soul Fog was an incredibly filthy thing in the soul path, equivalent to a particular poison.

When its volume reached a certain level, it could pollute even the soul of an Immortal.

Could it be considered as an advanced type of corpse oil, or soul oil?!

Apparently, Yun Lai, for his freeloading and sustainability, was afraid that the constant extraction from a few bones of legal gods for inter-dimension smuggling would deplete their power eventually.