I Outworked the Entire Cultivation World-Chapter 50 - 41: Hidden Dragons, Crouching Tigers

Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi had no time to speak, fleeing desperately amidst the earthquake.

Using all their strength to rush out of the cave, the two of them tumbled onto Ten Miles Slope, suddenly seeing the mountains crumbling and the earth cracking.

The waterway leading to Huaxi Valley collapsed, blocked by huge rocks. The sinister wind was like a knife, and a hundred thousand resentful ghosts howled as they approached.

"It’s over, there’s only that one exit from Ten Miles Slope." Jiang Yuebai lamented.

"No worries, we’ll fly out."

Lu Nanzhi took a piece of willow leaf from her storage bag, which grew in the wind, transforming into a small curved boat floating in mid-air. Holding a jade talisman, she stepped on first and turned around to extend her hand.

Jiang Yuebai got up from the ground, grasped Lu Nanzhi’s hand, and boarded the willow leaf boat.

As the boat sailed in mid-air, a gale howled, and with a loud rumble, Yinfeng Creek’s half-mountain collapsed.

Dust filled the sky, and countless ghost lamps emerged from nowhere, converging into a dragon, fiercely crashing into the willow leaf boat.

"Hold on tight."

Lu Nanzhi shouted, using the jade talisman to control the willow leaf boat, dodging left and right, fleeing for their lives.

Jiang Yuebai looked back to see the mountains being split open on both sides, a skeleton general in silver armor emerging from Blood Pool Hell with rolling black mist.

The sky darkened as he looked up angrily.

The willow leaf boat beneath them was instantly covered in frost and shattered in mid-air.

Falling from high altitude, Lu Nanzhi used her large sleeves to draw water, enveloping both of them to reduce the impact as they landed on the ground.

"Lin Jingyue, I will kill you!!"

The skeleton general roared to the sky, with black mist billowing like a tide, a hundred thousand resentful spirits surged skyward.

Above the Heavenly Interence Sect, a Golden Light Barrier suddenly appeared, suppressing the resentful spirits, dazzling and brilliant.

"It’s the Sect Protection Array, if we hold on a little longer, the Nascent Soul True Monarch from the sect will surely arrive."

The ghost lamps were possessed by resentful spirits, dragging long tails of black mist, shrieking sharply as they charged chaotically. Lu Nanzhi used the water as a screen, shielding herself and Jiang Yuebai.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Countless ghost lamps shot like a rain of arrows, piercing through the water curtain.

The water was soft, and Lu Nanzhi struggled to resist. Several ghost lamps penetrated the water curtain, but Jiang Yuebai’s Sharpness Technique managed to kill them.

The ghost lamps were fierce, and Jiang Yuebai continuously performed the Sharpness Technique. In the life-and-death crisis, her bottleneck loosened, the clumsiness in her finger technique disappeared in an instant. Her ten fingers moved fluidly, forming techniques faster and faster.

Even so, they were still unable to withstand the relentless ghost lamps. The resentful spirits’ claws tore through flesh, piercing to the bone, continuously eroding their hearts and minds.

Lu Nanzhi had almost exhausted all her spiritual energy, gritting her teeth to maintain the water curtain, while Jiang Yuebai’s casting was even more frequent. At this moment, she unexpectedly still had spare strength, her abundance of spiritual energy startling Lu Nanzhi.

Moreover, Lu Nanzhi noticed Jiang Yuebai’s body was resilient. Each time the claws of the resentful spirits attacked, Lu Nanzhi would gain a new bloody scar, but Jiang Yuebai, despite being struck multiple times, only had shallow red marks on her body, her skin intact.

Lu Nanzhi was at Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer, Jiang Yuebai at Qi Cultivation Third Layer, yet was she really this much weaker?

"Lu Nanzhi, snap out of it!"

The situation was critical, Jiang Yuebai’s mind raced, an idea flashed.

In her Sea of Consciousness, three snowflakes melted, and Jiang Yuebai infused ice attribute divine sense into the water curtain, stretching out her hands to stir with ten fingers, creating ripples of green light.

When the first trace of Ice Spiritual Energy was born, the entire water curtain shook, and so did Lu Nanzhi’s divine soul and body.

Like oil meeting fire, the Ice Spiritual Energy spread madly from Jiang Yuebai’s fingertips, making sounds of ice crystals clashing, turning the entire water curtain into an ice wall.

The ghost lamps crashed into it and exploded with a loud bang, unbreakable.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuebai slightly relaxed, turning to see Lu Nanzhi’s hands frozen in the ice wall, her gaze trembling.

She had already withdrawn her hand, yet the ice wall continued to expand outward.

Unbeknownst to her, Lu Nanzhi suddenly realized, an incredible change was occurring within her body.

A tiny ice crystal formed out of nowhere, rooting in her Dantian.

Bang!

The ice wall suddenly shattered, and Jiang Yuebai shoved the stunned Lu Nanzhi, sending her flying and crashing heavily into a distant mountain wall, spitting blood as she fell.

"Little Bai!" Lu Nanzhi, covered in mud from the fall, looked anxiously at Jiang Yuebai.

"I’m alright." Jiang Yuebai struggled to stand up.

At this moment, the skeleton general was coldly watching the two of them.

Black mist turned into a spear, the moment of life and death was at hand.

"Arrogant ghost, how dare you run wild within my Heavenly Interence Sect, don’t you know I have a fiery temper?"

A bold voice exploded like thunder, Jiang Yuebai looked up to see a stout cultivator in a red robe riding flames through the air.

The flames burned the sky, overwhelming in momentum, reducing countless resentful spirits to ashes.

"Old Man Cang Huo, move aside for me!"

Clang!

Frost Silver Sword Aura, descending from the sky,

The cold was bone-chilling, and killing intent was everywhere!

With one sword strike, both the Skull General and the entire lone peak were split in half.

Fine sword aura scattered and spread, chasing vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, shredding and devouring them.

With just this one sword, nothing was left where it passed.

Jiang Yuebai swallowed her saliva with difficulty and saw the white-robed swordsman controlling the sword across the sky, unparalleled in his coldness.

Within the Heavenly Interence Sect, there truly were hidden talents, ones she rarely saw, and each one she saw had extraordinary abilities that were awe-inspiring.

"Ling Guanghan, you’re really too much, aren’t you? It’s not easy to have an opportunity to show my prowess in the Sect so that the younger generation can witness the might of me, True Monarch Cang Huo, and yet you dealt with that evil ghost with just one sword strike. Are you looking down on me?"

"When have I ever looked up to you?"

"Ling Guanghan, you’re asking for a fight!"

The red-robed, chubby cultivator approached with fire; the white-robed swordsman was chilling, ice and fire intractable, confronting each other.

"Enough, both of you!"

A clear shout rang out, and Jiang Yuebai saw True Monarch Fuyi stepping through the void, dressed elegantly in simple clothes, with a dignified aura.

True Monarch Cang Huo immediately extinguished his fire, and the white-robed swordsman retracted his chill.

Jiang Yuebai also noticed several beams of tunneling light originally intending to approach, now suddenly changing direction, moving away from the scene.

True Monarch Fuyi scanned the valley, invigorating Jiang Yuebai’s spirit, but just as she was about to present herself energetically, True Monarch Fuyi’s gaze passed over her without lingering, and fell directly on Lu Nanzhi, nodding slightly when he saw her unharmed.

"Evil ghosts are easy to remove; resentment is hard to quell. Suppression is needed. You two help me array."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them dispersed and began arraying.

Seeing the crisis had passed, Lu Nanzhi collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

Jiang Yuebai also let out a huge sigh of relief and hurriedly checked her body for any abnormalities, as something felt off ever since being trapped in the nightmare.

Her consciousness delved into the Sea of Consciousness, and Jiang Yuebai was shocked.

That Palace Lantern personally made by Lin Jingyue was actually in her Sea of Consciousness!

A pinpoint of silver light at the heart of the lantern; it was that single strand given to her by Ye Shiming when she left the nightmare.

Jiang Yuebai’s mind trembled, and the light from the Palace Lantern blazed forth.

At that moment, an abrupt change occurred.

Rolling black mist seeped from the ground, instantly transforming into the shadow of a Skull Ghost General, gathering all its strength to thrust a spear towards Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi.

The situation was exigent, with the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs positioned far for arraying, unable to intervene in time, leaving only True Monarch Fuyi slightly closer to Lu Nanzhi.

In mid-air, True Monarch Fuyi waved a large sleeve, the Ghost General dissipated, and the Golden Light Talisman Array soared, just enough to protect Lu Nanzhi.

"Xiaobai!"

Lu Nanzhi looked on in horror at Jiang Yuebai in the distance.

At the instant the black mist spear arrived, Jiang Yuebai thought she was doomed. Driven by a strong will to survive, the Palace Lantern flew out from the Sea of Consciousness, forcibly resisting the spear.

Green light and black mist collided and scattered; Jiang Yuebai’s mind was filled with Ye Shiming’s voice, with memory fragments flashing quickly.

From the wailing birth as a baby to grabbing a spear and riding a horse in youth.

From the first encounter in the tent to death on the battlefield.

Jiang Yuebai’s mind swelled with pain, her Divine Soul trembled, feeling as though her body was about to be overtaken.

The Immortal Cultivation Panel flashed a hint, as if she understood something, but she had no mind to check.

Everything happened in an instant, and ended in an instant.

Ye Shiming’s obsession was no match for the resentment of a hundred thousand soldiers. The lantern broke, the spear pierced down, the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs acted in succession.

"Jiang Yuebai!"

Xie Jingshan’s voice reached her ears, the breeze cut like a sword, slicing the spear.

Ding!

The spear broke, vanishing just at Jiang Yuebai’s brow.

Jiang Yuebai held her breath, eyes wide, as the Palace Lantern turned into a stream of light, returning to the Sea of Consciousness, before her the breeze turned into a sword, flying around her.

Finally returning to the palm of Xie Jingshan, who held out his hand from a distance, transforming into a small red mole.

Ling Guanghan appeared in a flash, grabbing Xie Jingshan’s hand.

"You have a Single Fire Spiritual Root, how could you possess Gale Sword Intent? No, you’re only at Qi Cultivation Third Layer; you can’t even manifest Sword Aura, so it’s impossible to know Sword Intent."

In that situation just now, even if Ling Guanghan had personally acted, it would have been too late. If not for the speed of the Gale Sword Intent, that little servant would surely have died.

Xie Jingshan looked dumbfounded, his eyes shifted but then he straightened his expression.

"Truth be told, I am the reincarnation of an Ancient Sword Immortal!"

Ling Guanghan and Xie Jingshan held each other’s gaze for a moment before smacking him on the back of the head.

"Nonsense!"