Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 102 - 102 102 Fengdu City

102: Chapter 102 Fengdu City 102: Chapter 102 Fengdu City Silence, eerie silence, deathly, tomblike stillness.

It was a vast expanse shrouded in endless darkness, with no skies above nor land below, only countless, dazzling lights straddling the horizon.

Whoo!

A piercingly cold wind swept through, sending a soul-chilling cold into the body.

Even Ye Xuan, at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage of cultivation, felt an inner coldness that seemed not of the flesh, but rather a direct perception from the soul.

Boom, boom, boom!

Dawn Light broke through the boundless void, with a dazzling path of light lying across beneath Ye Xuan’s feet.

Behind him, there came eerie and horrifying cries.

“Yin Soldiers are passing through, the living shall retreat.”

This voice was devoid of any emotion, imparting a chilling sensation that seemed to emanate from the depths of the soul, as if it had existed since ancient times, almost as if it was the manifestation of the will of Heavenly Dao Laws.

Clip-clop, clip-clop!

The sound of horse hooves paired with the crescendo of the netherwind.

While Ye Xuan looked on with a trace of astonishment, a bizarre scene materialized behind him: Thousands upon thousands of troops charging along the radiant path.

Clad in black weapons and armor, riding on dark iron steeds, a vast army of Yin Soldiers—that is what unfolded before Ye Xuan’s eyes.

Ye Xuan’s complexion remained unchanged as he subtly stepped aside, allowing these strange beings to pass by him.

“Hmm?”

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of astonishment crossing his gaze.

What had he seen?

Among the vast army of Yin Soldiers, countless pale ghosts were imprisoned by chains, and it was clear that the earlier cries and wails originated from these very souls.

“Are these the souls of the dead?” Ye Xuan murmured to himself.

Being a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, Ye Xuan could fully sense that the vast Yin Soldiers lacked any thread of consciousness, as if they were merely machines carrying out orders, maintaining the operations of Yama Hell since ancient times.

Moreover, what truly puzzled Ye Xuan was that the eyes of these chain-bound ghosts were exceptionally vacant.

Apart from their numb cries and wails, there was not a hint of human emotion.

“After death and once the soul leaves the body, could it be that even memories from life are no longer retained?” Ye Xuan mumbled, his eyes reflecting a somber hue.

If that were true, even if he found Ye Ling’er’s soul, how would he restore her memories from life?

As Ye Xuan pondered, the vast army of Yin Soldiers raced past him.

However, at that moment, Ye Xuan’s keen senses caught that a peculiar headless Ghost General, while passing by his side, had hesitated briefly before continuing on towards the depths of Yama Hell.

“There’s something off.”

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed suddenly as he caught up to the headless Ghost General, even leaping onto the warhorse the Ghost General rode and proceeded along with the vast army of Yin Soldiers.

“Qiankun Inverted, return to the source.”

Ye Xuan pointed a finger at the headless Ghost General, and a speck of blood light germinated in the void.

The headless Ghost General’s form shivered suddenly, its Yin Qi erupting out violently, submerging Ye Xuan beneath.

The Daoist Skill Ye Xuan employed was a Soul Searching Technique, capable of revealing all the memories of the Caster.

His discovery that this headless Ghost General seemed different from the other Yin Soldiers suggested that it might have developed some semblance of consciousness.

“How audacious!”

Suddenly!

Before Ye Xuan could search the headless Ghost General’s memory, an explosion resounded from the boundless heaven and earth, and a bolt of Yin Thunder suddenly appeared above Ye Xuan’s head, furiously striking down at him.

Bang!

The headless Ghost General exploded into smoke, and Ye Xuan’s figure was violently blown away.

The terrifying Yin Thunder’s electric light continuously surrounded and ravaged his body, giving him a sensation of his soul being torn apart.

“Heavenly Dao Laws?”

Ye Xuan’s eyes turned frosty, his voice brutally low and hoarse as he suddenly erupted with a majestic blood light, directly turning the Yin Thunder into dust and smoke.

His entire being gazed distantly at the eight directions of the void, his eyes filled with intense hostility.

Clearly, Ye Xuan’s attempt to collect the headless Ghost General’s memories had directly violated the bottom line of the Heavenly Dao Laws, which then formed a bolt of Yin Thunder to thwart his action.

“If a Yin Thunder formed by the Heavenly Dao Laws is this formidable, aren’t the Six Paths Laws going to be even more terrifying?” Ye Xuan’s complexion was overcast as he naturally deduced this.

Fortunately, after the Yin Thunder had passed, there was no further movement in this part of heaven and earth.

Ye Xuan’s eyes were profound, refraining from any rash actions.

He could only take things one step at a time, following the vast Yin Soldiers to see what kind of existence lay deep within Yama Hell.

The Yin wind howled, and horse hooves clattered.

Within Yama Hell, it seemed as if the concept of time had faded away.

Ye Xuan had no idea how long he had followed the vast Yin Soldiers, until his patience was almost worn thin, and a magnificent city emerged before his eyes.

“Fengdu City?” Ye Xuan uttered in surprise.

A bloodstained city gate, pitch-black and frosty walls on all sides, with a black plaque hanging atop the city walls, inscribed with three large characters: “Fengdu City.”

Yet, this was not what surprised Ye Xuan the most.

What astounded him was the immense breadth of the city.

From the void in all eight directions, countless Yin Soldiers were seen escorting souls into Fengdu City.

Soon, Ye Xuan, following the vast Yin Soldiers, arrived at the city gate, where a bloodstone stele stood on either side, bearing eight blood-drenched, large characters.

“The dead shall rest, the living shall retreat.”

These eight characters, drawn with iron strokes, seemed to suck the soul in at a glance.

Even Ye Xuan, at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, felt a sense of dizziness.

“The power of Heaven and Earth is truly not to be underestimated,” Ye Xuan praised with a concentrated and calm spirit, although a very intense fervor appeared in his eyes.

Ye Xuan was not intimidated in his heart, and he believed that his future would not stop at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.

Once he reached the absolute summit, even the Heavenly Dao Laws would be trampled under his feet.

As the souls entered the city and the Yin Soldiers passed through, Ye Xuan greatly concealed his own aura and finally entered Fengdu City.

Fengdu City.

With architecture full of ancient charm, various towers and palaces rose from the ground.

Ye Xuan felt as if he had traveled through time and space, back to the ancient era, only this city was devoid of living people.

Countless souls drifted within the city, with ghostly Yin Qi filling the void.

The vast Yin Soldiers had just entered the city and then eerily dissipated, leaving only a broad path of Yin light leading deep into the city, to an unknown destination.

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he strolled along the path of Yin light toward the city’s interior, occasionally souls would step onto the path and pass by him.

But these souls were dull and lifeless, devoid of any human emotion.

Time passed quickly, and as Ye Xuan gradually headed towards the city center, the number of souls on the road increased.

At the city’s center, six gateways rotated continually, emitting an aura of ancient and venerable existence, as if they had stood there through countless eras.

“Six Paths of Reincarnation?”

Ye Xuan came to a sudden halt, his complexion growing increasingly grave.

For he saw that the souls on the road blindly entered the six gateways.

Their bodies gradually vaporized, disappearing within the six portals, clearly indicating the so-called reincarnation process.

At that moment, a great sense of urgency rose in Ye Xuan’s heart.

He did not know whether he was too late.

If Ye Ling’er’s soul had already reincarnated, then wouldn’t all his efforts be in vain?