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Chapter 957: Lighting the Human Lantern
Chapter 957: Lighting the Human Lantern
Mo Hua fell into the tomb pit, plunging into a suffocating ocean of darkness, surrounded by an even deeper gloom and the icy stench of corpses.
After an unknown period of falling, his feet finally touched the ground.
The water beneath his feet flashed, and using the Flowing Water Step, Mo Hua slowly stood up, reducing the impact of his fall.
One by one, the others jumped down, and after a while, everyone had gathered.
Uncle Ash and the black-robed demon cultivators regrouped, led by the black-robed elder, and continued forward.
The surroundings were pitch-black, with not a finger visible, and the visibility was even worse than above.
For the first time, Mo Hua felt a distinct emotion from the stern and fierce-looking Demon Sect Overlord, whose body was adorned with dragon patterns.
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The dragon patterns glowed, and with a dragon's roar, the Demon Sect Overlord's fist shattered the mountain wall.
The black-robed elder pondered for a moment and turned to Uncle Ash, "In Maoshan Daoism, there should be a way to dispel evil spirits, right?"
Not a single bit.
"There are some unclean things here."
Uncle Ash nodded, "Usually, when we enter a tomb and sense something amiss, like the presence of evil spirits, we capture one or two living people as backups. We use their divine perception to light the way and scout ahead for us."
As if this place was a pure land.
Mo Hua was startled and asked, "What is it?"
Shen Qing Sheng's face was filled with terror.
Mo Hua's heart stirred, and he secretly glanced at the Demon Sect Overlord, whose body was adorned with evil dragon patterns.
In his heart, Shen Qing Sheng wanted to kill Uncle Ash's ancestors for eighteen generations, but being under the control of others, he had no power to resist. He could only watch as his head was used as a "human lantern" to provide light.
Uncle Ash frowned, feeling an indescribable sensation.
Therefore, not only Mo Hua but everyone activated their night vision.
Only then did Uncle Ash remove the lantern from Shen Qing Sheng's head.
Above the entrance, there was a bas-relief carving.
They deliberately concealed this information.
A third-grade initial stage tomb beast would undoubtedly be a significant problem for Mo Hua, and even Uncle Ash and the others would find it exceptionally tricky.
The burial in Solitary Mountain was filled with dangers, and without these powerful demon cultivators, they wouldn't have made it this far.
With heavy hearts, the group slowly approached the edge of the mine, their gazes falling downward.
The cold light from above hadn't even torn into a person's flesh when it was grabbed by the bear-like demon cultivator, who twisted and broke its limbs, tore apart its body, and threw it to the ground.
Uncle Ash took out a golden hoop that resembled a lantern.
Some of the corpses were rotten, some were dried up, some were buried in the rocks, and some seemed to have been gnawed on by the mountain's bottom-dwelling beasts, leaving them in tatters, piled up like garbage.
"Let's go."
"So that's how it is..."
This death was plain, cruel, and brutal.
It was as if something was approaching them.
Since Shen Qing Sheng was dead, Mo Hua would have to be the one to light the lantern.
Mo Hua's pupils twitched, and his face was as calm as still water.
The Demon Sect Overlord continued forward, moving his massive body.
Blood of an unknown color slowly flowed out and soaked into the ground.
On the golden hoop, there was also a lantern.
The mine before them was abandoned and collapsed.
"Is something extracting the death qi and grudges from these corpses?"
"These corpses... seem to have been emptied?"
Mo Hua could see his divine perception being drawn out by the golden hoop, burning with the candle, and then dispersing like incense smoke.
It even stirred a strange excitement within him.
The others could only vaguely sense the Yin qi and used artifacts to predict the situation.
Although he wasn't an array master, Mo Hua experienced the pain of wracking his brains and exhausting his thoughts.
The problem was that there was absolutely no visibility at the moment.
"This... this was a mining accident, a natural disaster, and has nothing to do with my Shen family!"
The group followed behind Shen Qing Sheng, walking through the mountain path filled with malevolent spirits, not a trace of evil touching them, and it was exceptionally safe.
Some of the corpses seemed to be frozen in their death struggles.
After walking for a while, Mo Hua suddenly looked up, his pupils narrowing.
"This is... a mining accident?" Uncle Ash's voice was hoarse, and he spoke with a tremble.
Their parents and ancestors had all died in this mine pit.
"This must have been a massive mining accident," Stone said, also finding it hard to believe.
As expected, the ghosts gathered, attracted by the divine perception smoke produced by Shen Qing Sheng's burning sea of consciousness, fueled by his head as a "human lantern."
The Demon Sect Overlord took out a knife and cut his wrist, collecting the fresh blood in his palm.
Uncle Ash's expression turned solemn, and he spoke in a low voice, "These things are connected to us by a great cause and effect."
Mo Hua was stunned and speechless.
Uncle Ash frowned, "Ghosts and zombies are formless, involving divine perception and Dao methods. Even in the Maoshan Dao system, if not for disciples with powerful pre-heaven divine perception and natural talent in this field, there's no way to research it."
The Demon Sect Overlord, relying on the blood's response in his palm, walked around the area and stopped in front of a blank mountain wall.
Mo Hua secretly felt relieved.
Even the internal jade slip secretly given to Shen Xiu Yan by the Shen family didn't have any information about this.
Mo Hua focused his gaze and discovered that the attacker was not a corpse fiend but a beast.
As tomb raiders, their hands were stained with blood.
"The treasure is in this mass grave..." The black-robed elder seemed to have confirmed something and turned to Mo Hua, "Little brother, can you guide us?"
In the darkness, there were wet footsteps.
Xuan Gongzi smiled grimly, "Is this your Shen family's mine?"
To be honest, Mo Hua was reluctant to use himself as a lantern.
The group continued forward.
Uncle Ash took out a white candle and placed it in the lantern, lighting it with a dim white flame.
Mo Hua sensed something and stopped, quietly moving closer to the crowd.
The Demon Sect Overlord spoke in a deep and solemn voice.
Mo Hua's gaze flickered, and he silently withdrew his gaze, continuing to follow the group.
"Let's keep moving."
It was as if they were walking through a sea of corpses.
The group walked along the mountain path, heading towards the distance, as if walking through a dense sea of corpses.
These people, in tattered clothing, were almost all mine cultivators, and there seemed to be countless numbers of them at a glance.
He always felt a sense of familiarity in this temple.
They were calling for help, filled with anger and despair.
Mo Hua frowned and examined it closely, and suddenly, an idea came to mind.
Uncle Ash placed the golden hoop on Shen Qing Sheng's forehead.
Shen Qing Sheng looked bewildered, feeling neither pain nor discomfort.
"It's not..."
"I'm slow-witted and can't learn this kind of inheritance, but..." Uncle Ash sighed, "I've learned some methods for tomb raiding, simple ways to avoid danger, but I can't guarantee their effectiveness."
Mo Hua turned silently, looking at Shen Qing Sheng beside him.
Shen Qing Sheng screamed, "Stop! Do you know who my father is? You can't treat me like this! You..."
He could feel that he was getting closer and closer to something...
He reached out to take off the lantern, but Uncle Ash grabbed his arm.
The black-robed elder and the others did the same.
Uncle Ash's face paled, and even the black-robed elder and the other demon cultivators had their pupils constrict, unable to hold back a gasp.
He didn't know what kind of tomb these demon cultivators were looking for.
Moving forward, they might encounter unknown dangers, and it would be wise to keep a living person as backup, even if it meant using them to light the lanterns.
Uncle Ash, however, had doubts and walked for a while, frowning and whispering, "This place doesn't seem like a tomb at all..."
The demon beast had scales all over its body, sharp teeth, and claws, resembling a mountain-piercing beast, but its pointed head had facial features resembling a human face, which was somewhat eerie.
There was no record of such a massive mining disaster in the Shen family's records, including the Dao Ting Si.
"This is a real tomb," the black-robed elder said.
Uncle Ash ordered Shen Qing Sheng, "You, go ahead."
The black-robed elder looked at Uncle Ash.
But this matter might not be as simple as it seemed...
However, he was curious if Uncle Ash and the others had any solutions to deal with the ghosts before them...
Mo Hua wasn't afraid of these ghosts.
Shen Qing Sheng's face turned pale, his divine perception drying up, and his sea of consciousness becoming more painful.
Fortunately, the mountain-piercing beast, though strange, was only at the initial stage of the third rank.
In the gloomy Scattered Graveyard, the sight of a magnificent and splendid temple with golden radiance in the depths of the pit shocked and puzzled everyone.
Mo Hua furrowed his brows slightly.
These people, including Uncle Ash, who was proficient in Maoshan techniques, and the experienced second elder of the Demon Sect, didn't seem to be able to action-packed and intense storyline, unlike Mo Hua, who could "see" these malevolent spirits with his own eyes.
His divine perception was slowly being burned away.
As a demon cultivator, he had killed countless times.
These corpses, filled with death qi and resentment, couldn't have avoided 'corpse transformation' after so many years.
The black-robed elder looked at Mo Hua, then at Shen Qing Sheng, and asked, "What kind of living person is suitable?"
"Can you sense it?"
These ghosts blocked the path ahead.
Not to mention, in this pit filled with countless corpses, it was impossible to find any direction.
"Be careful."
Mo Hua could only circulate his spirit energy, covering his eyes, and activate 'Night Vision'.
"I don't cultivate 'ghost' techniques..."
The others hesitated for a moment but had no choice but to follow him.
After walking for a while, the black-robed elder suddenly said,
Moreover, tomb formations were his weakness.
Jumping into the pit, they saw countless corpses of miner cultivators who had died in despair, creating an eerie atmosphere.
Xuan Gongzi also looked at him, exclaiming, "Is this your Shen family's doing? This pit must have claimed the lives of at least a hundred thousand people..."
At that moment, the black-robed elder also raised his hand and said, "Stop."
These corpses were simply piled together, and there was no sign of 'corpse transformation'.
Shen Qing Sheng's face was filled with anger, but he was disheartened and didn't dare to resist.
"What is this..."
He thought, why don't you just call me by my name, instead of describing me like this...
The burning pain was intensifying.
Sense?
In his divine perception, the sky ahead seemed different, filled with countless scattered and broken... evil entities? No...
It's not... the one you described isn't me...
The stone wall was empty.
Shen Qing Sheng was terrified, "How is this possible? How can this be the doing of my Shen family?"
A mining disaster of this magnitude couldn't have gone unnoticed by the Shen family.
Uncle Ash had already grabbed his throat and whispered, "Scream again, and I'll kill you."
But as they walked, Mo Hua felt something strange.
Uncle Ash was cautious and took out a jade pendant, pricked his finger, smeared his blood on it, and the pendant emitted an eerie green light.
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Generation after generation, Solitary Mountain City truly became a 'Solitary' Mountain City.
The blood in the Demon Sect Overlord's palm was restless. His voice was deep and hoarse, suppressing a hint of excitement,
Uncle Ash said, "Young, clean spirit energy, clever mind, abundant sea of consciousness, and preferably with some knowledge of formations..."
Uncle Ash said, "This is called 'Human Lantern'."
Or perhaps, it was a sacred place that couldn't be trespassed.
Mo Hua examined the surroundings of the temple and couldn't help but gaze at the grand and luxurious door adorned with gems.
These evil entities, with their broken 'human' forms, resembled wandering ghosts.
Mo Hua's heart tightened.
The golden hoop tightened, firmly clasping Shen Qing Sheng's Baihui acupoint and several acupoints on his forehead that connected to his sea of consciousness.
"No harm," the black-robed elder said, "Uncle Ash, give it a try."
In such a place, divine perception might not be reliable.
The footsteps were above, not underground.
The surroundings were more desolate and cold than the cemetery above.
"Ghost spirits love the divine perception of people like them."
This was a basic cultivation technique that most cultivators knew, allowing them to see in the dark.
Their children were left unattended, and naturally, they became orphans.
Deep within the Scattered Graveyard, the Demon Sect Overlord's palm trembled.
Mo Hua finally understood why Solitary Mountain City had suddenly gained so many orphans hundreds of years ago.
Shen Qing Sheng's face turned pale, "No, these lowly commoners have nothing to do with my Shen family..."
He was telling the truth.
Xuan Gongzi shook his head, not really caring what Shen Qing Sheng said.
The door, also made of golden brass, was inlaid with various jade stones and carved with exquisite bas-reliefs, appearing noble and luxurious.
Shen Qing Sheng gritted his teeth.
After walking for a while, a vast mine appeared before them, so large that its edges were beyond sight.
Fortunately, this mass grave was originally a huge mine collapse, leaving some mountain paths between the corpses.
"It's..."
Everyone frowned.
"It's right here..."
Stone chips fell, and smoke filled the air.
From the surface, this mountain area seemed ordinary, but strangely, despite being in the mass grave, there wasn't a single corpse around this area.
It was as if something in their blood was resonating with each other.
"Brat, behave, or I'll kill you," Uncle Ash said coldly.
Shen Qing Sheng, having been knocked unconscious by the Bear Demon Cultivator, was carried by Stone all the way, and now, stimulated by the Yin qi, he also saw the countless corpses before him, his pupils dilating and his face turning pale.
Everyone took out their spirit artifacts and treasures, circulating their spirit power and blood qi, remaining vigilant.
Not only was the view boundless, but when looking down, the bottom was not visible, and the entire place was filled with corpses!
As he kept counting, he felt like his mind was being "devoured."
In the pitch-black night, within the vast mine, some vague scenes gradually became clear through the use of night vision.
"Isn't this your Shen family's mine?"
Logically, with so many cultivators dying here, there should be overwhelming death and resentment.
It turned out that when they first captured him, they had prepared a "human lantern."
The black-robed elder looked at Mo Hua, nodded slightly, then grabbed Shen Qing Sheng from the side, "Use him as the lantern."
A faint layer of spiritual power enveloped their eyes, allowing them to discern their surroundings, and only then could they follow the path and move forward step by step.
The black-robed elder looked deeply at Uncle Ash, then turned and said to the Demon Sect Overlord:
The black-robed elder spoke in a deep voice and then took a step forward.
The deep red blood seemed to tremble in his palm, as if pulled by some mysterious force.
Uncle Ash's expression turned troubled, and he also shook his head, "This mass grave is at most a 'Scattered Graveyard,' not a formal burial site, so there are no rules to follow, and I don't have any solutions either."
Fortunately, these corpses didn't seem like the Corpse Fiends outside; they didn't move and were truly just corpses. But as Mo Hua kept looking, he felt something was amiss.
However, Mo Hua couldn't quite put his finger on it...
Then, his tall figure took the lead, leaping directly into the mass grave.
In a moment, a bloody wind rose in the darkness, and a cold light flashed.
The orphans' lives were hard, with no place to cultivate. Even when they grew up, it was easy to lose their lives in the cruel cultivation world. Their children would then become orphans again...
After the ghosts smoked, they became unusually calm, not rioting or attacking other cultivators.
"My Shen family is upright and aboveboard. We are from Qianxue Prefecture, and the Qian Dao Sect is hereditary. We are upright and honest..."
Uncle Ash wasn't surprised and said straightforwardly, "Good."
Shen Qing Sheng cursed inwardly but didn't dare disobey the order. He could only stare at the golden hoop lantern on his head, acting as the "human lantern" and walking at the forefront.
The bas-relief seemed to depict a deity shining with golden light.
The firelight illuminated the misty lantern light, which then lit up the path ahead.
Behind the door, a flying pavilion soared, and a golden palace shone with dazzling brilliance.
They had more important things to do.
Mo Hua was always worried that these dead corpses would suddenly riot and swallow them.
The Yin qi dissipated, and Mo Hua could see that the ghosts had dispersed.
However, for the Golden Core Late Stage Demon Sect Overlord, the Bear Demon Cultivator, and the black-robed elder, the threat wasn't significant.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and shook his head, "Senior, this mass grave is filled with corpses everywhere, and there are few traces of formations. I'm afraid I can't find a way out..."
After walking for a while, everyone arrived at a spacious mountain area.
The black-robed elder was not polite to Shen Qing Sheng.
When the dust settled, a grand and majestic door appeared at the mountain's base.
However, using spirit power would create fluctuations, attracting the attention of other cultivators or demon beasts. Therefore, experienced cultivators in dangerous situations would not use night vision if they had even a little night vision.
Fortunately, after walking for a moment, everyone walked out of the "ghost path."
After stopping, the black-robed elder's brows furrowed, and he looked at Uncle Ash, "Uncle Ash, the Yin qi ahead is heavy."
Even so, seeing the scene before them, seeing so many corpses piled together, even the demon cultivators who had killed countless in the field were stunned.
Shen Qing Sheng panicked and spoke without thinking, "No! It must be! It must be that beneath my Shen family's mine, there's a mass grave like this! It must be!"
Only then did Shen Qing Sheng realize the pain and fear.
He didn't want to kill Shen Qing Sheng.
Xuan Gongzi coldly smiled, "Whether or not your Shen family did this, once this matter is exposed, if the Dao Court investigates and finds a mass grave beneath your Shen family's mine, you won't be able to escape the consequences."
"Human lantern?"
Mo Hua's heart was slightly enlightened.
Mo Hua was amazed, never expecting there to be such a strange cultivation method in the world.
"Familiar..."
Shen Qing Sheng walked in front, and at first, he didn't know pain because his divine perception was abundant, and he used his head to light the lantern.
Mo Hua's gaze turned slightly cold.
Moreover, the ground was full of rubble, the walls and rocks were damp and rugged, there were no corridors, and it looked more like a desolate mountain pit rather than a constructed cemetery.
"What did it eat to grow a face like this?"
This deity held a mountain-splitting halberd, wore chainmail golden armor, had a narrow face, and his eyes radiated a domineering aura, revealing a disdain for all living beings.
Mo Hua stared at the deity for a long time, slowly opening his mouth wide.
This face...
Is this... the Yellow Mountain Lord?! In the depths of Solitary Mountain, within the corpse statue at the bottom of the casket, in this magnificent golden palace, is this... the Yellow Mountain Lord's temple?!
(End of Chapter)
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