Chapter 201: A Killing Visit

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: A Killing Visit

At that moment, watching Yi Xiaoyao annihilate every genius from the two rival dynasties, Bo Hong and the others let out a collective sigh of relief.

At the same time, a cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the five from the Great Chu Dynasty.

After all, they had once looked down on Yi Xiaoyao, just like Fu Tianhao’s group. If not for their alliance, the fate that befell Fu Tianhao and the others would likely have been their own.

At this thought, Bo Hong and the others exchanged a glance, each seeing the profound relief in the other’s eyes.

"Now that the enemies are dealt with, let’s get moving."

Yi Xiaoyao called out to the nine of them from a short distance away. They immediately agreed and followed after him.

Yi Xiaoyao then escorted them all the way back to the exit.

"Junior Brother Yi, may you obtain the Creation within the Ancient Tomb!" Su Xiang offered his blessing before stepping through the rift that served as the exit.

Sword Wind Breaker and the others also nodded to Yi Xiaoyao before leaving the Ancient Tomb Space.

"Good luck, Xiaoyao!" Bo Hong said with a grin, then turned to leave.

After everyone from the Great Chu Dynasty had departed, Chu Fei’Er alone remained.

"Um... I’m sorry about before," Chu Fei’Er said, her pretty face flushing red. "And... thank you for saving me."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded, but noticed she showed no signs of leaving.

"Yes? Is there something else?" Yi Xiaoyao asked, raising an eyebrow.

Chu Fei’Er instantly became incredibly shy and whispered, "I wanted to ask... do you have a girlfriend?"

"..." Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, then gave a resigned smile. "You should go. Your father will be worried."

Chu Fei’Er’s face fell with immense disappointment. She understood his meaning, of course. Pouting, she could only murmur an "Oh," before reluctantly stepping back through the rift.

Once he saw that all nine of them were safely outside, Yi Xiaoyao let out a soft sigh, turned, and continued his journey into the depths of the Ancient Tomb.

WOOOOOO~~

In the vast, eerie cold of the Ancient Tomb Space, there was nothing but the howling of a sinister wind.

Yi Xiaoyao walked alone across the land, buffeted by sinister winds and shrouded in gray mist, a solitary figure against the desolate landscape.

But he was no longer the naive youth of the past. The calm composure in his expression showed that, at some point, Yi Xiaoyao had grown accustomed to this kind of solitude.

Just then, Yi Xiaoyao raised his right palm. He looked at the black patch in its center, his brow furrowing slightly.

The black patch sent waves of stinging pain through his palm, making it tremble slightly.

’These Yin Souls are different from ordinary souls. After devouring them, this yin toxin remains. Even with my incredibly potent Spiritual Power, I’m struggling to suppress it.’

After all, Yi Xiaoyao’s Spiritual Power was a product of the Devouring Sword God Technique, making it far more potent than that of other Cultivators. The fact that even this power struggled to suppress the toxin was a testament to its terrifying nature.

’It seems I can’t just go around devouring Yin Souls anymore.’

With a soft sigh, Yi Xiaoyao stopped dwelling on the matter. Two black, diamond-shaped fragments appeared in his hand—the two Ancient Tomb Keys.

’According to the King of Shang, there are nine tombs in this Ancient Tomb Space, corresponding to nine keys. I need to get my hands on the other seven.’

The remaining Ancient Tomb Keys were surely in the possession of other Nascent Soul Realm Yin Souls within the Ancient Tomb Space. But Yi Xiaoyao was unfamiliar with the area, and finding those Yin Souls quickly would be no simple task.

However, Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t too worried about it.

Before long, Yi Xiaoyao’s figure reappeared amidst the ruins left behind by the battle at Yinfeng Valley.

At that moment, the charred corpses in front of him—deader than dead—began to tremble slightly.

"Come out!"

At his cold command, the corpses shuddered, and a Yin Corpse crawled out from underneath them.

This Yin Corpse was none other than Corpse Nineteen, the sole survivor Yi Xiaoyao had left alive to interrogate about Yinfeng Valley.

When Yi Xiaoyao and the others had destroyed Yinfeng Valley, Corpse Nineteen, knowing Yi Xiaoyao’s power, had immediately hidden himself.

Only after Yi Xiaoyao’s group had left did Corpse Nineteen dare to poke his head out and survey the devastated ruins.

But Corpse Nineteen never imagined that Yi Xiaoyao would actually return. In a panic, he had hidden beneath the corpses, only to be discovered anyway.

THUD!

Corpse Nineteen immediately dropped to his knees before Yi Xiaoyao.

"L-Lord! Please, just spare me! It’s not easy for a lonely Yin Soul like me in this godforsaken place! I haven’t even touched a woman in nearly a hundred years! I didn’t even get married before I died! I’m already pathetic enough! I really, really don’t want to die again! Please, Lord, spare me!"

Corpse Nineteen squeezed out tears that had been stored in his body for a hundred years, wailing and groveling for mercy.

Yi Xiaoyao stared at him, stunned for a moment, before saying coldly, "If you don’t want to die, you’ll be my guide!"

"A guide? That, I can do! My Lord, you may not know this, but I’ve been stuck in this godforsaken place for nearly a hundred years! I know it like the back of my hand! I’ll take you wherever you want to go!"

Corpse Nineteen was overjoyed and hastily agreed.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly. With a living map of the Ancient Tomb Space, finding the remaining Ancient Tomb Keys would be much simpler.

...

Over two hours later, Yi Xiaoyao had left Yinfeng Valley and was walking through a gray, sinister mist.

Ahead of him, Corpse Nineteen was eagerly leading the way.

"My Lord, we’re here!"

Hearing Corpse Nineteen’s voice, Yi Xiaoyao looked up.

Ahead, the shadow of a mountain loomed through the sinister mist.

"So this is the Yin Mist Mountain you spoke of?" Yi Xiaoyao asked calmly.

Corpse Nineteen nodded repeatedly. "This Yin Mist Mountain has only one Mountain Master, but he’s a powerhouse at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded. Along the way, he had learned from Corpse Nineteen that there were a total of five Yin Soul factions in the Ancient Tomb Space. Now that he had destroyed Yinfeng Valley, his next target was the Yin Mist Mountain right before him.

「Meanwhile, on Yin Mist Mountain.」

A crowd of Yin Corpses had gathered on the mountaintop, looking for amusement out of sheer boredom. The Mountain Master, a Nascent Soul Realm expert, sat on the highest stone platform, watching a female Yin Corpse with cracked, desiccated skin twist its stiff hips in a grotesque dance.

But suddenly...

THUMP!

The body of a guard was thrown down in front of the Mountain Master. Then, a scrawny Yin Corpse swaggered into view, appearing before all the other Yin Corpses on the summit.

This scrawny Yin Corpse was none other than Corpse Nineteen.

"Where is the Master of Yin Mist Mountain? My lord has taken an interest in a treasure you possess. If you don’t hand it over, we will annihilate Yin Mist Mountain!" Corpse Nineteen shouted, his voice brimming with confidence.

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