The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 565 - 322 The Rainstorm Begins to Ease

Chapter 565: Chapter 322 The Rainstorm Begins to Ease

Severed limbs, splintered wood, dissipating smoke... a scene of utter disarray met the eye.

The ground appeared as if it had been plowed, uneven and filled with pits, which were also packed with mud, one Barbarian King tomb had already collapsed.

The clay pot used for human sacrifices had been shattered by a cannonball, and blood and severed limbs were strewn across the ground, unsettling even the garrison soldiers who felt nauseous at the sight.

A few elders stood in front of the Barbarian King’s tomb, indifferent to the ghastly surroundings, their gazes fixed on a large thieves’ hole.

Soon, a monk covered in mud emerged from the hole, disregarding his appearance, he pressed his palms together and said, "Report to the elder, they have escaped."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the elders turned grim.

Master Tong Xuan was among them, his eyebrows tightly knitted, he said gravely, "We might have been deceived. The presence of White Tiger Astral Bane is just one part, the Corpse Immortal inside is likely a problem too..."

"Catch one alive!"

A shout came from a distance, and the people from the Captain Bureau dragged a man covered in mud from a mound.

"Ah! Ah!"

This man, a Miao man from Jiangxia, struggled and screamed in terror, his face expressing sheer horror as if he had seen a ghost.

Master Tong Xuan frowned, his hands forming a Dharma Seal as he chanted, "Om!"

This was the Six-character Great Brightness Mantra, where "Om" represents the light of equal wisdom, symbolizing the heart of the Buddha, chanting it to awaken the pure inherent mind.

The spell resounded like a bell pealing.

The terrified man stood dumbstruck as if struck by thunder; gradually, clarity returned to his eyes, but his face remained stricken with fear.

The people from Captain Bureau quickly approached to interrogate him.

"Who are you?"

"Jiangxia Miao protector... Li Hai..."

"What did you see?"

"Zombies, zombies, people from Tusi City, and elder from the Miao, allowing those hairless zombies to eat people..."

"What do those hairless zombies look like?"

"Slick and terrifyingly white..."

"How did you survive?"

"The cannon fired, I was thrown away, they were in a rush to leave, and they didn’t kill me?"

"Where have they gone?"

"I heard them say they are going to the old mine."

"What are they doing at the old mine?"

"I heard something about taking the Blood Jade Cong..."

After a series of questions, they gathered quite a bit of information.

"So, it’s Undecomposed Bone."

Master Tong Xuan’s eyes filled with regret as he looked around, "The demon’s blood sacrifice distracted our investigation. Had we known it was Undecomposed Bone, there was no need to be so cautious."

The most significant difference between Undecomposed Bone and Corpse Immortal or Drought Demon is that the former cannot accumulate massive amounts of calamitous energy within.

This single difference demands a completely different approach.

Encountering Undecomposed Bone calls for direct suppression and burning.

Whereas dealing with Corpse Immortal and Drought Demon requires only suppression, using the geomantic creed of Astral Bane Energy to exhaust the calamity slowly; otherwise, its destruction leads to plagues and widespread toxicity.

The enemy had anticipated their moves, thus setting up a decoy to make them overly cautious, and the number of people on the mountain was much fewer than expected.

An elder dispatched from the Shaolin Zen Sect shook his head, "Zhao Changsheng is cunning and adept at manipulating people’s hearts; otherwise, he wouldn’t have nearly taken over Great Song. We are fortunate to have averted a catastrophe in Wuchang this time."

"Let’s go. The old mine obviously holds the Blood Jade Cong, certainly one of the keystones of the Nine-headed Phoenix Vein. We must not let the demons obtain it."

Master Tong Xuan frowned, "With the Ghost Sect’s ruthless caution, would they have left survivors by accident? They are luring us there deliberately."

"Of course."

The elder from the Shaolin Zen Sect nodded, "I heard that there are nine pieces of Blood Jade Cong in total, and to activate the Nine-headed Phoenix Vein, we cannot miss even one."

"The demons plan to distract us, move away from Wuchang. Master Tong Xuan, you may return to Baotong Zen Temple to perform rituals and search for their trail. We’ll split into two groups, one to retrieve the Blood Jade Cong from the old mine."

"The rest will track them down, and it’s best to suppress them before they leave Wuchang!"

"Yes, Elder Shi Yuan."

After the plan was set, everyone conducted a search and then split up once more.

Some headed to the ancient mine of the Western Zhou, others returned to Baotong Zen Temple, and still others collaborated with the Captain Bureau troop to intercept paths in Wuchang...

...

Thunder boomed, and the downpour was relentless.

The usual "Sharpener Rain" had been relatively mild, drizzling barely half a day, but this year it was unusually violent.

By late night, it had turned into a severe storm.

Inside a dilapidated temple in the mountains, the winds howled, causing the temple doors to creak eerily, a dim candlelight inside flickered as if it might extinguish at any moment.

Within the temple were members of the Holy Sect, including Wang Hu.

Tan Yun’er from Tusi City was also there, impatiently looking out at the storm through the window, she coldly said to the Mei Mountain brothers, "What’s going on with your Ghost Sect?"

"Weren’t you supposed to release the Corpse Immortal even if the Four Symbols Formation failed, to stir up chaos? Why is there still no movement?"

Wang Hu also looked troubled, "We did what we promised, sent the item to the Barbarian King’s tomb, but now there’s no sign of anything. All the main roads have been sealed by the court, we can’t even leave."

"What the hell are you playing at?"

The Mei Mountain brothers looked at each other, clearly at a loss.

The eldest brother spoke with a bitter look in his eyes, "Please, don’t be angry. To tell the truth, the rules of the Ghost Sect are strict. We joined to revive our master."

"Our brothers are just runners; only Lady Liu, the Miao elder, and Han Balin know the real plan."

"Hmph!"

Tan Yun’er scoffed coldly, "Wang Hu, it seems we’ve both been played."

Wang Hu was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Princess Tan, anger won’t help. All return-to-life ceremonies require preparation in advance. Only Zhao Changsheng can retrieve those who died unexpectedly."

"Just for that reason, we can’t afford to turn against the Ghost Sect."

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