Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 1270 - 4: Netherworld Ghost Soldiers

Lin Feng said, "Actually, many people come not just for the Emperor Weapon. Now that so many cultivators have entered the Sealing Demon Land, this place is full of opportunities. When fewer people enter, the danger is higher; the more people that enter, the higher the safety. Even if we encounter fierce beasts or strong prohibitions, there’s strength in numbers, making it more likely to overcome difficulties."

The others nodded, feeling Lin Feng’s words were quite reasonable.

"Where shall we enter the Sealing Demon Land?" Yue Liuxi asked.

Master Daoo said, "Follow me!"

The group quickly departed.

They entered the location of the Sealing Demon Land in another region.

This was a valley covered by a prohibition. As the group arrived, the place was eerily silent.

"The prohibition has been broken. It seems some expert has already entered," Lin Feng said, touching his chin.

Master Daoo said, "Everyone be careful, don’t get ambushed."

The group nodded; entering a place like the Sealing Demon Land requires caution, or else it could be a path of no return.

They cautiously advanced deeper.

The valley was long and exuded a chilling aura. After walking for half an hour, they finally exited the valley and faced a foggy world, surrounded by brown mist, greatly reducing visibility.

At this moment, hidden by the dark mist, dozens of flying swords descended upon Lin Feng and his group like lightning—too fast to follow.

Someone hiding in the shadows launched a surprise attack on them.

"Courting death..." The group shouted angrily, brandishing their weapons to fend off the flying swords.

Fortunately, upon entering the Sealing Demon Land, Lin Feng and the others had stayed on high alert, quickly noticing the incoming flying swords.

Clang clang clang...

A series of collisions rang out as Lin Feng and the others blocked the flying swords.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Immediately afterward, the flying swords retreated, as over thirty cultivators emerged, surrounding Lin Feng’s group of nine.

Leading them was a cultivator shrouded in a black robe, his face obscured. He sneered, "Alert you may be, but your group of merely nine is destined for a dead end."

These cultivators were exceptionally powerful, well-prepared as they all brandished magic talismans, which they activated.

Boom boom boom...

Each magic talisman exploded, unleashing waves of destruction akin to a doomsday.

These talismans were incredibly precious, and their explosive power was astonishing.

While the talismans exploded, the cold Nalan Zhiruo summoned a Universe Bag-type magical treasure.

This treasure is called a Kunlun Bag and has boundless functionalities, not only swallowing various attacks but also trapping people inside. It’s said that it can even contain entire armies.

Upon releasing the Kunlun Bag, Nalan Zhiruo absorbed all explosive energies into it.

Immediately, several cultivators were drawn toward the Kunlun Bag, their bodies rapidly shrinking in mid-air.

Then devoured by the Kunlun Bag.

"What an amazing magical treasure!"

Lin Feng was taken aback.

A magical treasure that could so recklessly swallow cultivators was something he had never witnessed.

"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out, as those swallowed by the Kunlun Bag were instantly slain inside.

The Kunlun Bag was indeed eerie, seemingly devouring the blood and essence of those cultivators.

Out of more than thirty cultivators, only seven or eight escaped while the rest were all absorbed by Nalan Zhiruo’s Kunlun Bag.

Nalan Zhiruo remained coldly composed, calmly retrieving her magical treasure, the Kunlun Bag.

"Surely, one should never cross this woman..." At this moment, the thought flashed through the minds of the other eight members in the team.

Nalan Zhiruo, who wields the Kunlun Bag, is not someone to provoke.

Arousing the wrath of Nalan Zhiruo could lead to dire consequences.

...

Master Daoo said, "As we suspected, the group with the map is not a single force. We need to be extra cautious; I don’t want to be the mantis in someone else’s eyes."

Wang Xiaonan hurriedly nodded, saying, "That’s right, we should be the sparrow."

Her nod was accompanied by a sensual bounce.

Truly enticing.

"Do not stare rudely!" Lin Feng averted his gaze.

Though he couldn’t help but wonder, how did Wang Xiaonan develop like this?

The group continued deeper, becoming increasingly cautious.

As they ventured further, a chilling atmosphere intensified, causing goosebumps to rise all over their skin.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a chilling scream echoed from ahead, so horrifying it sent chills down their spines.

"Let’s go check it out."

Lin Feng and his companions quickly rushed over, and upon arriving in the area, they saw seven or eight cultivator corpses lying on the ground.

These were the ones who had ambushed them earlier.

Beside those corpses lurked ominous spirits within the black mist.

"This is bad, Netherworld Ghost Soldiers!" Ghost Elder’s expression turned sharply, shouting coldly, "Run, quickly don’t let these Netherworld Ghost Soldiers catch you; they are said to be undying, impossible to erase."

The group’s faces changed slightly, swiftly darting towards the distance, pursued closely by a growing number of Netherworld Ghost Soldiers.

Lin Feng asked grimly, "What exactly are Netherworld Ghost Soldiers?"

"Netherworld Ghost Soldiers are ghost soldiers formed by the Netherworld’s condensation. Have you heard of the Netherworld? It’s akin to the realm where Netherworld gives birth to ghost soldiers, while the realm gives rise to Ghost Generals. The ghost soldiers and generals born from Netherworld differ from ordinary ones because they possess an undying body, impossible to kill. Encountering them nearly spells doom."

Ghost Elder’s voice was exceedingly grave.

Lin Feng had initially suspected Ghost Elder to be an Evil Cultivator, but now it seemed he might not be an Evil Cultivator, but rather an exceptionally rare "Ghost Dao Cultivator."

Lin Feng had previously seen a Ghost Cultivator in the Mist Magnetic Lake, known as Ghost Shura Yan.

But clearly, Ghost Shura Yan’s level of Ghost Dao Cultivator was far from comparable to Ghost Elder’s old undying level.

Lin Feng and the others were eventually surrounded by a group of Netherworld Ghost Soldiers. Nalan Zhiruo attempted to activate the Kunlun Bag to capture these ghost soldiers but discovered it was ineffective.

"These Netherworld Ghost Soldiers are too bizarre; even my Kunlun Bag cannot capture them."

Nalan Zhiruo’s face turned extremely grim.

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