73: Chapter 73 Bloodstained Storm

The moment the coffin nail pierced into the old man's body,

a surge of violent black Qi erupted from within him.

Following that, his body expanded violently, and his clothes shattered.

His originally shriveled muscles bulged high, covered in a layer of black stiff hair.

The nails on his hands grew wildly, transforming into ten sharp black bone spurs.

He actually went so far as to abandon his physical body, forcibly channeling evil Qi into himself to transform into a neither-human-nor-ghost Woolly Zombie!

"Go to hell!"

The old man, transformed into a monster, bent his legs and forcefully kicked the ground to pieces.

His massive body turned into a black afterimage, wielding the bone spurs as he lunged straight for Lin Ye's face.

The speed was so fast that it whipped up a bloody wind.

Lin Ye gripped his peach wood sword tightly, preparing to dodge sideways to avoid the sharp edge and look for an opening.

A black-clad graceful figure blocked his path without any warning.

Leng Yue held one hand behind her back, her posture upright and slender.

She didn't even glance at the monster rushing towards her, merely raising her jade-white right hand casually.

"Bang!"

An extremely dull sound of flesh colliding exploded out.

The old man's full-strength blow, powerful enough to shatter a steel plate, was grabbed dead in mid-air by Leng Yue's seemingly boneless jade hand.

The immense impact whipped up a wave of air, blowing the hem of Leng Yue's trench coat flying backward.

The concrete ground beneath her feet instantly filled with spiderweb-like cracks, but her own body remained as steady as Mount Tai, not moving even half an inch.

The monster that the old man had transformed into widened his crimson eyes.

He desperately urged the evil Qi within his body to pull back his arm, only to find that pale little hand was like iron pliers forged from ten-thousand-year dark iron, completely motionless.

"A shoddy Woolly Zombie forcefully spawned by instilling evil Qi."

Leng Yue parted her red lips slightly, her voice so cold it lacked a trace of warmth.

"And yet you dare to spout nonsense in front of my Husband."

In her deep red pupils, a dark golden drought demon radiance flashed past.

A terrifying pressure belonging to the ultimate path of zombies erupted overwhelmingly from her graceful body.

This pressure wasn't aimed at anyone else, but poured entirely onto the monster before her.

The evil Qi inside the old man disintegrated instantly in the face of this pressure.

His bulging muscles began to atrophy, and a desperate, shrill scream escaped his mouth.

"You... what exact tier are you..."

The old man's voice was distorted by extreme fear.

Leng Yue did not answer; at her fingertips, a wispy crimson flame quietly emerged.

Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

The flames spread upward along the old man's arm at a jaw-dropping speed.

This ultimate fire that burned away sins was the absolute bane of all gloomy and evil filth in the world.

"No! Save me!"

The old man struggled frantically, wanting to sever his own arm to escape.

Leng Yue's fingers exerted a slight force, directly crushing his wrist bones.

The karma fire devoured the old man's head, burning the coffin-sealing nail stuck in his crown until it glowed red-hot.

In just a few breaths of time.

This Yinshan Sect elder, who called the wind and rain in Jiangzhou's underworld, couldn't even shout out a complete plea for mercy before he was burned into a pile of black ashes that drifted away with the wind.

Leng Yue lowered her right hand and patted away the non-existent dust on her sleeves.

She turned around and faced Lin Ye.

On her peerlessly cold and gorgeous face, the original cold murderous intent instantly dissipated, revealing a trace of docility and softness.

"Husband, I have taken care of this kind of filthy thing for you."

Her voice was soft and gentle, acting completely different from the black-clad god of slaughter who had crushed a monster bare-handed just moments ago.

Lin Ye looked at her, a smile curving the corners of his mouth.

He stepped forward and smoothly grasped her slightly cool jade hand.

"With Wife making a move, everything is naturally foolproof."

Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan brought the agents of The Ninth Bureau rushing up from behind.

Looking at the scorch marks all over the ground and the pile of black ash scattered by the wind, she swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart.

Lin Ye's Daoist magic of summoning heavenly thunder with a wave of his hand, coupled with this unfathomable black-clad woman beside him who could tear apart a Woolly Zombie with one hand,

this combat power, if placed in The Ninth Bureau's evaluation system, would definitely be a strategic nuclear deterrence-level entity.

"Mr. Lin, the external hazards have been cleared. Behind this floodgate should be the core area where they set up the grand array."

Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan walked up to the steel floodgate, pointing at the eerie red light seeping through the crack of the door.

Lin Ye nodded, stepped forward, and sized up the surrounding terrain and environment.

In front of the door was a long and narrow corridor, with several thick sewage pipes hanging overhead, their surfaces covered with a thick layer of dark red sludge.

Lin Ye keenly captured the flaw in the Feng Shui layout.

He turned his head to look at the pile of black ash and sneered, "This old fellow didn't die unjustly. He thought he could hold the pass alone by guarding outside the door, not knowing that the location where he set up this ritual altar is the most taboo [Stagnant Water Core-Binding] in the Feng Shui Li Qi School."

Fatty leaned over and asked curiously, "Ye-zi, what is Stagnant Water Core-Binding?"

"The water flow stagnates, Yin Qi gathers and fails to dissipate, turning into a dead end. Placing himself at the stagnant water node is equivalent to cutting off his own retreat. Once the external Yin Qi is blocked by the heavenly thunder, the circulation of true Qi inside his body will fall into a dead loop."

Lin Ye pointed at the sewage pipe overhead.

"If I guessed correctly, behind this pipe must be connected to a huge Blood-Transforming Pool. The true core mastermind of the Yinshan Sect is inside right now, using the vital blood of living people to irrigate the so-called 'Ghost Mother'."

He turned around, his expression turning unprecedentedly grim.

"Captain Chu, have your brothers deploy defenses outside the door. Inside the door is the core of an S-class disaster; ordinary conventional weapons going in are just courting death."

Lin Ye drew the remaining four Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talismans from his waist.

"Fatty, you stay here. If any filthy things escape, use your saber to finish them off. Leng Yue, Frost Star, let's go in."

Frost Star had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

The little girl gripped her bone saber tightly, a bloodthirsty gleam flashing in her heterochromatic eyes.

Lin Ye raised his right foot and kicked heavily against the heavy steel floodgate.

"Clang!"

The floodgate uttered a painful groan and burst open to both sides with a bang.

The scene behind the door was thoroughly revealed before everyone's eyes.

A huge underground karst cave the size of a football field.

In the center of the karst cave, a crimson blood pool with a diameter of over twenty meters was boiling frantically.

Around the blood pool, tens of thousands of ghastly white skeletons were piled up.

Eight thick black stone pillars stood around the blood pool, tied with dozens of living people who had fallen unconscious.

Their wrists were slit, and fresh blood flowed continuously along the grooves of the stone pillars into the blood pool below.

Right in the center of the blood pool, a huge black lotus pieced together from countless resentment spirits' severed limbs was slowly blooming.

At the stamen of the lotus, a Black-robed Man wearing a Ghost-Metal-Goat mask sat cross-legged.

The man raised both hands high, chanting obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations in his mouth.

Along with his chanting, the air above the blood pool distorted violently.

A terrifying phantom standing over ten zhang tall with three heads and six arms was accelerating its condensation in mid-air.

That was the ultimate product of the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade array—the Ghost Mother!

The Yinshan Sect's final trump card, the true core of the S-class disaster, was thoroughly exposed to Lin Ye's sight.