The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 164 - 125 Catching the Yin Criminal_2

Chapter 164: Chapter 125 Catching the Yin Criminal_2

The Crimson Yaksha once said that demons were most afraid of fire and chickens.

The Netherworld Fire Pistol was used at just the right time.

The centipedes directly in front of them were sprayed and instantly began to twist frantically in the flames, as the kerosene also splattered onto other centipedes, causing the fire to spread rapidly.

The centipedes panicked, wrapping themselves in flames as they burrowed into the ground, some even losing several legs in the process.

This demon was skilled at burrowing, and once it penetrated the soil, the flames on its body were immediately extinguished, and the kerosene was washed away by the dirt and dust.

However, many centipedes in front had no time to burrow underground and perished in the flames, contorting their bodies in agony.

For a moment, a burnt stench permeated the air.

After this blow, the centipedes seemed to have been frightened and did not reappear after burrowing into the ground.

The young Taoist Dian Shu breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "This must be the Netherworld Fire Pistol of Fang Xian Dao, it’s good that the layman has this treasure."

Li Yan nodded slightly but didn’t speak.

He kept a close watch on his surroundings, not daring to let down his guard.

The Earth Centipedes were indeed fierce, but they were just Puppets.

What he was truly worried about was the old Daoist in the altar.

The Earth Centipedes were arranged by the adversary to replenish his own essence blood, a trick Li Yan had never seen before.

It was possible that the man had some other Evil Skill...

But to his surprise, everything was calm afterward, and no more danger appeared.

Crash!

Midnight had passed, and with a loud rumble, the rocks of the cave behind them collapsed as Wang Daoxuan broke through and emerged. He looked around in astonishment and asked, "What happened?"

"Congratulations, Daoist!"

Upon seeing him successfully break through, Sha Lifei breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted, "Daoist has come out; let’s leave quickly. Staying here gives me the creeps."

"Let’s go!"

Li Yan did not waste words but quickly led everyone away.

"Stop!"

But just as they descended the Immortal-Lifting Stage, Li Yan called everyone to a halt and said in a grave tone, "We’ll wait right here."

"What are we doing now?" Sha Lifei felt overwhelmed, and even Dian Shu and Wang Daoxuan looked perplexed.

Li Yan looked up at the Immortal-Lifting Stage.

"Don’t ask, just wait."

He wasn’t sure what Divine Skills the old Daoist possessed. He had heard that those with powerful ear divine power could detect every movement on the mountain, so naturally, he had to be cautious.

Whoosh!

As dawn approached, a strong wind began to howl from a distance, carrying sand and stones, and a visible darkness spread towards them.

The already dim light turned pitch dark, as if the sun and moon had vanished.

In the howling wind, one could faintly hear the sounds of chains, armor, and fluttering flags and fabrics...

Faced with this terrifying scene, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

The young Taoist Dian Shu manipulated a spell of Yang Jue, his pupils flickering with anticipation, "It’s the Ancestor Master’s troops from the Ancestor Master Altar. Luo the layman has returned to the Doumu Palace."

"You have Yin Yang Eyes, Daoist..." Sha Lifei asked curiously, "What can you see?"

"Just the Ancestor Master’s troops. We collected these from the Ancient Battlefield; they’re all ghostly soldiers with severed arms and legs, green faces, and ferocious teeth..."

"Aren’t you afraid?"

"Why should I be?"

"These Ancestor Master’s troops may look fearsome, but they’re actually very obedient. The Lu Soldiers are much scarier; I don’t dare to look at them. Once I receive the Lu Soldiers’ decree, I’ll have the qualifications to command the Ancestor Master’s troops..."

The young Taoist Dian Shu went on and on, his eyes full of expectation.

Listening to Dian Shu’s words, Li Yan felt a bit envious.

He began to understand why disciples of the Taixuan Orthodox Sect were trained from a young age; perhaps in their eyes and understanding, the world was another place entirely...

With the arrival of the Doumu Palace’s troops, everyone truly relaxed.

However, after a thorough search, the troops found nothing, and as the light of dawn appeared in the distance, the soldiers also disappeared quickly with the wind...

"Why didn’t they capture him?"

The young Taoist Dian Shu was somewhat surprised.

But Li Yan seemed to have expected this, "Don’t worry, we’ll know soon enough..."

...

As the sun rose, people from the Doumu Palace finally arrived.

Leading them was a high-crowned, white-bearded old Daoist, whose level of Dao was not apparent, but with Yu Linzi only following behind him, it was clear his status was extraordinary.

The demon hunter Crimson Yaksha was also among them.

"Is what you said true, young layman?" the old Daoist asked seriously, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Li Yan calmly replied with a salute, "The senior will know once he sees it. But if it turns out to be as the junior described..."

"Rest assured."

The old Daoist gave him a calm look, "Taixuan Orthodox Sect has decrees forbidding interference with affairs of the Yin Bureau. If a living Yin messenger wants to apprehend someone, no matter who they are, go ahead and do it."

Li Yan nodded, finally feeling completely at ease.

It was only on his second glance that he noticed the old Daoist at the altar wore a dark-colored Daoist robe of a style highly similar to those of Doumu Palace.

Being within the orthodox Daoist Field, he’d be a fool to fight head-on.

His only concern was the possibility of orthodox protection.

Because the yin criminal he was after was likely to be a senior or fellow member of these people’s teachings who they interacted with day in and day out.

Fortunately, it had been mentioned in the "Yin Law" that all the major orthodox sects and Magic Veins that had substance and foundation were not to interfere with the enforcement by the Yin Bureau.

It was a taboo; touching it would bring great trouble.

"This is a demonic taming skill using Gu witchcraft..."

The group arrived at the mountain and immediately recognized what they saw: the holes in the ground and those charred Earth Centipedes.

Compared to the younger Taoist Dian Shu, their experience was undoubtedly broader.

"Mmm."

The bearded old Daoist’s eyes turned somber as he moved towards the acupoint.

Qian Yi acupoint was wide open and plainly visible; even the magic platform that Wang Daoxuan didn’t manage to clean up remained within.

The old Daoist only glanced at it before moving to the Qian Er cave. He had several mugwort pieces in his hand; he grasped a magic gesture and recited a spell, and a wind began to howl.

The mugwort pieces flew up and down within the cave, as if drawn by the Astral Bane Energy, and soon landed in a particular area.

It was precisely where the rubble collapsed and sealed.

Moving the rubble aside, a small cave appeared behind it with noticeable signs of artificial excavation.

One by one, they squeezed through the small hole, and the space suddenly opened up, revealing another glacial cavern. Misty cold air flowed across the ground; it was the same cave Li Yan had seen from the well.

"Is this... a Cave Heaven Burial Cave?"

Wang Daoxuan was stunned, his voice trembled.

Seeing Li Yan’s puzzled look, he whispered, "Ordinary Dragon Veins and treasure caves can only bring fortune and prosperity, but I’ve heard a legend that if one is buried in a treasure cave of a Cave Heaven Blessed Land, there might be a chance to become an immortal..."

"Become an immortal my foot, Fang Xian Dao has harmed many!"

The bearded old Daoist suddenly became angry, looked at Li Yan, and directly asked, "Where is the person buried?"

Li Yan, not willing to provoke the old Daoist’s ire, quickly pointed to an empty area at the bottom of the cave, "Right there!"

"Dig!"

At the old Daoist’s command, the Taoists from Doumu Palace immediately stepped forward, wielding pickaxes and shovels, clanging and banging in a chaotic excavation.

After digging three feet deep, the large black urn appeared before everyone, with the Yellow Talisman on it already decaying and surrounded by red ropes, densely lined with copper coins.

Li Yan’s pupils shrank as he stared wide-eyed.

It was as though that black urn isolated everything; he could not smell any foul odors.

Chirp chirp!

A bizarre cry rang out, and the still living Earth Centipedes broke through the soil, attacking the old Daoist.

"Scram!"

The old Daoist shouted angrily, raising the Dharma Seal in his hand.

Li Yan, with his Divine Skills activated, felt a chilling, murderous aura rush into his nostrils, his head suddenly heavy, and before him everything went pitch black as if icy starlight sprinkled down.

He quickly shut off his Divine Skills and, once he had recovered, saw no starlight. But the Earth Centipedes lay limp on the ground, twitching and spewing green pus until they lost all signs of life.

What a magic artifact this was!

Li Yan was startled.

Beside the large black urn lay a copper coin, dense with inscriptions. Yu Linzi stepped forward, picked it up, and read, "Since the beginning of time, who transmitted the Dao? The cosmos was not yet formed; how can it be investigated? Dark and obscure without clarity, who can fully comprehend? Phantoms and images as examples, how can one discern them..."

"Master, it’s the Heavenly Inquiry."

The old Daoist sighed as if he had guessed who was inside, and lamented, "Life has limits, but knowledge does not; seeking knowledge is enough, why persist in delusion..."

He continued, grabbed the Dharma Seal, and smashed the black urn to pieces.

Whoosh~

Suddenly, a black wind rose, and corpse energy surged.

Two long, withered claws with long nails slowly extended from the broken urn, but the old Daoist, holding the Dharma Seal, slapped them back down, cursing, "The last time I beat you for Master!"

Having said that, he turned and left, "The Yin Bureau shall enforce the law!"

What a temperamental old Daoist...

Li Yan inwardly clicked his tongue but kept a poker face, holding the Hook Paper and slapping it directly onto the old Daoist’s forehead in the urn. At the same time, his left hand formed a gesture and he chanted in a deep voice, "Heaven has its own rules, Earth has its own principles, the Yin Bureau summons spirits, the living must avoid!"

Whoosh!

Instantly, a strong yin wind arose in the cave.

Along with the clattering sound of chains, clumps of black mist spontaneously formed, enveloping the old Daoist’s body along with the deathly corpse energy and the chilling three souls and seven spirits, vanishing in a moment.

"Sigh~"

Whether it was an illusion or not, Li Yan thought he heard a sound of unwillingness in the air...