Chapter 63 - 63 63 Returning to the Mountain and Seeing the River

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63: Chapter 63: Returning to the Mountain and Seeing the River 63: Chapter 63: Returning to the Mountain and Seeing the River The woman in white looked deeply at Baili An, but did not refuse his request. After a slight nod, she said, “I will stay in the Demon Cave for about half a month. If you can resolve the troubles in your hands and survive safely by then, go and wait for me at the City God Temple 30 miles to the south of Kongcang Mountain. If you do not come…” Under the bright moonlight, her smile was enchanting, “Then this little deer will belong to me.” Baili An nodded and thanked her before watching her ethereal figure, clad in white, standing against the wind. She boarded the sand ship with a Jiaolong and sailed away through the breaking waves. Leaving the sand ship also meant that Baili An had lost the protection of the Jiaolong and the woman’s overpowering presence, leaving him possibly vulnerable to attacks by sea demons or unidentified creatures at any moment. The waves crashed onto the shore, bringing with them numerous grotesque and bloody remnants of fish-women’s bodies with the surf. Among the piles of corpses of numerous sea demons, some were not yet dead. When they saw Baili An, they emitted monstrous low growls and, pushing the piled limbs aside, they crawled towards him, disregarding their severely injured bodies. Baili An immediately left the area and headed in the direction where the Golden Crow God Bird had once flown, rushing towards the Mountain Realm. He had an excellent memory and would not forget any path he had once walked, even if only once. Now, five days had passed since he last left the Mountain Realm, and the unease and urgency in his heart were magnified manifold when his foot stepped into Kongcang Mountain. Thinking of the creatures in the mountains, Lin Yuan his sister, and the silly Lin Guiyuan, Baili An kept reassuring himself. The old Mountain Father treated them like his own children. Since he had the ability to transport Baili An to a safe place, he certainly had the ability to protect them thoroughly. Baili An did not use Sword Flight because the Yin Crows in the sky were too plentiful. The dense forests and towering ancient trees in the mountains now served as excellent natural concealment. Even if dozens of Yin Crows suddenly attacked through the dense forest, Baili An had the absolute reaction speed to slay them with his sword. His pace quick as the wind, his Autumnwater Sword creating whistling breezes, wove a dense sword wind that kept the Yin Crows at bay. At the Realm of Kaiyuan! Indeed, powerfully miraculous. His inner Spiritual Power surged boundlessly. Sёarch* The Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. In the blink of the sword wind, Baili An himself did not notice that from the Yin Yang Tao Fish in his Dantian emitted several strands of mist-like green light. As the Yin Yang Tao Fish slowly revolved, that green light solidified slightly, flowing silently through his body into the Golden Spirit Platform Seal in the palm of his hand. The Yin Crows in the sky could not obstruct Baili An’s advancing steps. His speed increased, and the dense forest scenery on both sides of him rapidly retreated into a blur. Occasionally, his steps would suddenly ignite a ring of fire. The ring of fire flared up and extinguished in an instant, but Baili An had already appeared a hundred meters away. This was the famous spiritual formula “Seven Ashes Steps” from the Taixuan Sect. Baili An was slightly puzzled in his heart, but focused on hurrying on his way, not pondering it much. He took another step. Baili An stepped out another ring of fire, and vaguely grasped the essence of the “Seven Ashes Steps.” Before joy could rise in his heart, ahead was a river dyed red. No fish or green plants were in the crimson river. Just as Baili An stepped onto the bloody surface of the river, a gaunt blue-black hand, without any warning, broke through the water! It precisely grabbed Baili An’s ankle, dragging him forcefully into the bloody waters. This sudden change startled Baili An, but did not cause him to panic excessively. He calmly widened his eyes, sealed his mouth and nose to prevent the foul river water from entering. In his hands, the Autumnwater Sword danced, slicing through the water. The Spiritual Energy on the sword split the deep river water into two, which could not merge back for a long time. In the parted river water, a blue-black corpse stared at Baili An with ghastly white pupils. The other hand’s nails grew rapidly like zombie tusks, the pitch-black nails sharp as blades, ferociously digging towards Baili An’s heart. Baili An’s gaze shifted, quickly fixing on a small bulging lump in the center of the corpse’s forehead. The sword tip whirled, slashing out a sharp waterline that pierced through the forehead and head of the blue-black corpse. As the waterline pierced the head, Baili An clearly saw a pitch-black corpse worm carried out of the body by the sharp waterline, bleeding black ink-like blood, twisting briefly in the bloody water before quickly withering and dying. The corpse’s body instantly lost all strength and limply sank into the river, carried downstream by the swift current. Baili An floated in the river, his expression complex. He observed the clothing of the man, which resembled that of a villager, a woodcutter from a mountain village. With the current turmoil in Kongcang Mountain, evil monsters plagued everywhere, and it was these innocent mortals who suffered the most. Lifting his Autumnwater Sword, Baili An was about to get back to shore to resume his journey. Just then, a headless corpse drifted past him, its body thudding against the river wall and boulders in the turbulent waters; the sight was both sorrowful and pitiful. As he glanced at the clothing on the headless corpse, a sound like thunder exploded in Baili An’s ears, freezing him in place. Baili An’s already pale face now looked as if frosted, horrifyingly ghastly. He stared blankly at the headless corpse, which was dressed in a golden robe identical to his. The golden embroidery of mountains and rivers on the robe was stained and sullied by the crimson river water, miserably washed downstream. How could it be?! How could it be Lin Guiyuan?! He was so powerful! With the Golden Crow’s protection, how could he be decapitated and discarded in the river?! Could it be a trick of feigning death? Had the situation in Kongcang Mountain escalated to the extent that even the Mountain God’s envoys had to resort to such drastic measures to escape? Baili An’s mind was in turmoil. “ROAR!!!” Just then, a thunderous roar as if from a demon pierced the ears, causing Baili An to painfully cover his ears, the water beneath him turning extremely turbulent. The terrifying pressure carried by the roar killed all the Yin Crows circling in the sky, causing them to fall dead. Baili An, his complexion pale, looked up. He saw the towering Shebi Corpse, a corpse demon that cleaved half a mountain’s forest with an axe. Its pupils, brimming with profound demonic intent, burnt with raging fury as if it swore not to stop until it had burnt Kongcang Mountain to ashes! And it was staring down at the headless corpse in the river. It roared again and, influenced by the extreme anger, the thick snake hanging from its ear thrashed wildly. It raised its dark red heavy foot, seemingly intent on stomping down viciously on the headless corpse in the river!

Chapter 63 - 63 63 Returning to the Mountain and Seeing the River

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