Chapter 4546
: Gate of the Dead!
Leaf forest, inside a thatched cottage in the valley.
"It's been a month already..."
Mio sat by the windowsill, looking up at the sky, her bright eyes seemed filled with anxiety.
After Longze Liyue’s last commotion, she realized that perhaps she shouldn’t stay here.
Her identity will only bring Ling Feng endless trouble.
"Mio-sister..."
The sound of knocking on the door brought her back to reality, and the next moment, she saw Xizi walking in from outside.
After the sinful blood was taken away, Xizi naturally lost his status as the Nightmare Evil God.
Although she had lost the evil god's powerful strength, at least she was no longer controlled by the evil god's remnants.
And myself...
Mio gritted her teeth. In a sense, hadn't she, the saint of Purdue Academy, always been just a puppet?
"It's Xizi..."
Mio looked at the simple hut, which didn't even have a stool to invite guests to sit down. She could only smile bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, Xizi, because of me, you have to suffer here. After all, you are also the eldest lady of the Kuroba Dojo."
“It’s fine here.”
Xizi shook her head. "Compared to before, I feel that from now on, I am truly living for myself."
"live for yourself?"
Mio blinked and then murmured, "It's so nice to be able to live for myself!"
Xizi sat down next to Mio, blinked her eyes and looked towards the main peak of Mingjian Peak, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what the situation is like outside. How is my brother now? There has been no news for him for a month."
"You see, the disciples guarding the formation outside have not evacuated yet, which means the situation is not completely out of control."
Mio said gently, "If it really comes to the final moment of life and death, those disciples should also rush to the front line to fight. As for your brother, he is highly valued by the top leaders of the Martial Alliance, so he will be fine."
"I don't know how long this battle will end..."
"Pudu Academy has assembled the four knights of the Scourge this time, and even my teacher Agares has come to the city in person. To end this war, we have to fight until one side is completely annihilated."
Mio took a deep breath, and suddenly, she felt her heart beating violently, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart tightly, ready to crush it completely at any time.
"Here he comes...He's coming!"
Mio's expression suddenly became extremely terrified.
Xizi quickly held Mio's shoulders and said, "Sister Mio, who's here? What are you talking about? Apart from us, is there anyone else here?"
However, Mio's expression suddenly changed, and she shook her head repeatedly, "No! No, I have to leave here! I have to leave here as soon as possible!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and rushed directly towards the barrier formation outside the valley.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the barrier was shattered under the holy light. Mio's figure disappeared into the night sky.
……
"The storm is coming!"
Tianmeng Shenji's face was as gloomy as water, and then dozens of streams of light shot out from the Mingjian Peak Hall.
At this moment, outside Mingjian Peak, there was a black fog, and vaguely one could see thousands of troops, restless in the black fog!
"Jie Jie Jie..."
The hideous laugh of the Death Knight Balkh pierced through the black fog. With his order, the entire legion of Undead Knights poured into the black fog.
"No matter how many times I see Balkh open the Gate of the Dead, I always get a creepy feeling!"
Plague Knight Commander Swain shuddered, while Famine Knight Commander Soram and the Lord Commander of the Aegis Knights Hecarim also nodded in agreement.
Cardinal Snake snorted coldly, stood on a high tower with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "It's worth the army's preparations for so long. Tonight, we must attack Mingjian Peak!"
"Don't worry, Bishop. This boring war will end tonight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sickle in Balkh's hand instantly slashed open the Gate of the Dead, and the souls of the dead from the ancient battlefield poured out with black mist. The rotten chariot rumbled up from the ground, and the ruts were still stained with blood clots from the battle ten thousand years ago.
Whoosh whoosh!
The next moment, countless blue chains flew out from the Gate of the Dead. Each chain pierced through the scapula of the dead souls of the Martial Alliance and transformed them into new corpse puppets.
Then, one rotten corpse after another, with ghost fire flickering in their eyes, roared and rushed towards the Mingjian Peak barrier.
clang!
clang!
In an instant, the sound of warning bells spread throughout the entire mountain range from Mingjian Peak to the ground.
All the martial arts alliance disciples grasped their weapons tightly and were ready for battle.
"Wait...how...how could it be the Xuantian Sect's Fiery Sun Battle Flag!"
On the watchtower, a disciple suddenly screamed.
All I saw was a skeleton warrior wearing tattered golden armor, holding up a battle flag. Although the flag had faded, the words "Xuantian" could still be made out.
That was ten thousand years ago, when the war between the Martial Alliance and the Judgment Council broke out for the first time.
After the three powerful men, Taishang Jade Emperor, Tianmeng Shenji and Taiyue Sword God, as well as countless ancestors paid a terrible price, they finally occupied a place in Dicheng.
And all of this history is engraved in the main hall of the Martial Alliance Headquarters.
Among them, the Xuantian Sect was almost destroyed in that war, leaving only some disciples from side branches, barely retaining the name of "Xuantian Sect".
"That's the Night Owl flag of the Tianyu Sect!"
"And there are also the red dragon flags of the Azure Dragons!"
"Oh my god, they are all heroes who once sacrificed their lives to establish the Martial Alliance!"
The heroes who once shed their blood for the Martial Alliance have now been summoned by the Gate of the Dead and become the Undead Army under the command of the Death Knight Captain Balkh!
"Damn it!"
Taiyue Sword God clenched his fists tightly. Naturally, he recognized the identity of these undead armies at the first moment.
Among them were his fellow disciples, his fellow disciples, even his master, and his children!
The hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly, his eyes spewed out blazing flames, and he let out a hysterical roar, "Balkh!"
The other senior elders were equally furious.
These former heroes of the Wumeng have turned into bones, but they cannot rest in peace even after death.
And how can they bring themselves to do this when facing these companions, elders, and relatives who once fought side by side with them?
At this moment, a disciple of the Tianyu Sect suddenly rushed out of the barrier and pounced on the corpse of an old man with a broken arm holding a broken sword.
"grandfather!"
She touched the empty eye sockets of the skull with trembling hands, "Is it you, grandpa? You said you would teach me how to draw the Seven-Star Soul-Calming Talisman..." The corpse's jaw suddenly opened, and its sharp claws pierced through the woman's chest in an instant. As blood poured into the corpse's body, the originally rotten corpse, with its white bones and grim physiognomy, actually became more complete, and even its breath became stronger.
Obviously, these undead armies will continue to become more powerful after devouring flesh and blood.
In fact, it even exceeds their peak state in their lifetime!
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, Master Ku Chan of Fanyin Temple sighed softly, and the purple gold bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Directly crush the old man's corpse into pieces.
Unfortunately, the woman’s life was completely gone and it was too late to rescue her.
"Amitabha……"
The old monk looked at the tangled flesh and broken bones in the bowl, and his turbid tears dripped onto the mantra for rebirth.
In the golden light of salvation, the girl's soul embraced the old man's ghost and disappeared.
Tianmeng Shenji's eyelids jumped, and he stared at Master Kuchan, and said excitedly: "Master, your mantra for rebirth..."
Master Ku Chan shook his head and said, "Master Shen Ji, I know what you are thinking. Unfortunately, my power of mind is not enough to save so many souls. Moreover, if the Gate of the Dead is not closed, no matter how many times I save these souls, they will keep coming back!"
As if to verify Master Ku Chan's words, the old man who had been saved by him before, and even the female disciple who had just died, walked out slowly from the Gate of the Dead again.
But at this moment, they have all turned into walking corpses without self.
"hateful!"
Taiyue Sword God could no longer endure it and roared, "What are you waiting for! Activate the Haotian Samsara Sword Formation!"
However, the elders and disciples of the Martial Alliance, who were watching the ghosts of their former relatives, were at a loss.
"That...that's my grandfather!"
"My master is among them!"
"No, I can't do it!"
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Balkh's owl-like laughter echoed in the black fog, "Former comrades-in-arms killing each other, how does it feel? Hahahaha!"
At the same time, the undead armies, under the control of the Death Knights, were frantically crashing into the barrier of Mingjian Peak.
Although the recoil force of the barrier could often shatter the corpses, they would be reborn again by the Gate of the Dead the next moment and continue to suffer the pain of being reduced to ashes again and again.
Under such a violent attack, cracks began to appear on the barrier formation.
"We can't go on like this!"
Taiyue Sword God clenched his fists, "Well!"
He stared at the disciples who were struggling to hold on. The souls of his own relatives were also among the undead army. He felt the pain in the hearts of the disciples.
They were unwilling to activate the Haotian Samsara Sword Formation and harm the souls of their loved ones, so he had to do it himself!
Taking a deep breath, Taiyue Sword God looked at Master Ku Chan and said in a deep voice: "Master Ku Chan, if the Gate of the Dead can be closed, can you save all these dead souls?"
Master Ku Chan was silent for a moment, then nodded, "If the eight hundred monks of my Fanyin Temple cast a spell together, maybe we can give it a try."
"In this case, I will be relieved!"
Taiyue Sword God's eyes fixed, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Tianmeng..."
"You don't have to say anything."
Tianmeng Shenji nodded and smiled, "I'll lend you a hand!"
"Thank you!"
Taiyue Sword God took a deep look at Tianmeng Shenji, clasped his fists and bowed to him, "If I can't come back, I hope Brother Tianmeng can take care of my Ling family."
“You must come back!”
As Tianmeng Shenji finished speaking, the star track compass in his hand suddenly trembled violently.
"The eight wastelands are shaking, the great cycle of heaven is unfolding!"
In an instant, the Zhoutian Star Map seemed to cover the battlefield, and the twelve-layer void maze descended, completely dividing the entire undead army.
Although these undead armies are immortal, they need to be guided by the Death Knight.
And these twelve levels of void maze are enough to block the vision and perception of everyone on the battlefield.
Of course, this is just a delaying tactic.
It can delay the undead army's attack on the Mingjian Peak barrier, but that's all it can do.
However, the backlash of the Dayan Zhoutian Technique caused blood to ooze from all his seven orifices, and every hexagram was draining his lifespan and vitality all the time.
In the blink of an eye, Tianmeng Shenji's hair turned almost completely white.
"Go ahead, Brother Taiyue! This is the best I can do!"
Tianmeng Shenji stared at Taiyue Sword God, using almost all his strength and letting out a final roar.
Tears welled up in Taiyue Sword God's eyes, and his figure flashed and soared into the air.
In an instant, the entire Mingjian Peak shook violently, and countless sword energies gathered towards him.
At this moment, he seemed to have turned into the core of the mountain protection formation. His entire body gradually became transparent, and what flowed in his meridians was no longer blood, but sword energy.
"Old buddy, it's our turn!"
He gently stroked the "Qinghong" sword that had accompanied him for thousands of years, and the sound of the sword resounded through the sky.
The mountain shook violently, and the entire Mingjian Peak rose from the ground, turning into a giant sword thousands of feet long hanging in the sky.
The sword light illuminated thousands of miles away, almost illuminating the entire city!
"That is……"
Cardinal Snake's eyes suddenly widened, and then he shouted at Swain and the others: "All of you, protect the Gate of the Dead, don't let that guy get close!"
"Yes, Lord Bishop!"
Swain, Soram, Hecarim and several other cardinals flew up at the same time and surrounded the Gate of the Dead and Balkh.
"Humph, such an iron wall, no one below the priesthood can break through it! If the Gate of the Undead is not broken, how long can you hold out?"
Snake sneered, "This Void Labyrinth is your last resort, right? Unfortunately, it's useless! The Wumeng can be completely expelled today!" (End of this chapter)