Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 395 - 208: Straw Dogs
Yingchuan County, Fen City.
Fen City is a small city with a population of 300,000 common people, adjacent to Anyang City controlled by the Shen Family.
As the sun rose, the common people in the city got up early as usual to prepare for a busy day.
However, the originally clear sky suddenly saw a vast expanse of pitch-black clouds sweeping in from the southwest direction!
The speed at which the clouds were rushing was incredibly fast, reaching the skies over Fen City in the blink of an eye.
The common people in the city were all panic-stricken, looking up at the sky at the ominous black clouds filled with death qi.
The cultivators of the Zhang Family, who were responsible for managing the city, had already felt the terrifying aura within the clouds, fearfully forming a spell to manipulate the wind and escape.
Yet suddenly, a giant hand formed from dark clouds appeared, directly capturing them the moment those Zhang Family cultivators took to the sky!
The miserable screams of the cultivators completely terrified the ordinary common people in the city!
In an instant, the entire Fen City plunged into chaos!
Fearful wails and screams emerged from within the city below.
Above the clouds, Ou Chang stood with his hands behind his back, beside him hovered a strange figure engulfed in dense black qi.
As the panicked common people fled below, a nearly invisible purple-black aura was drawn from above each of their heads, continuously drifting toward that strange figure.
Absorbing these purple-black auras, the figure shrouded in dense black qi let out soft moans of pleasure.
A strange smile appeared on Ou Chang’s eerily pale face as he looked down calmly at the panicked common people below.
Seeing those common people either riding steeds or driving cattle carts, rushing toward the city gates with their families in panic, Ou Chang murmured with a faint smile.
"Almost there..."
He gently waved his hand, and the figure in dense black qi reluctantly moved behind him, disappearing into the dark clouds.
Ou Chang slowly formed a spell with his hands.
In the next moment, an inexplicable whirlwind suddenly appeared, sweeping down toward Fen City!
In an instant, the 300,000 common people in the city were swept into the void by this whirlwind, disappearing into the thick dark clouds.
The anguished screams in the clouds rose and fell, yet Ou Chang wore a look of immense enjoyment on his face.
As those screams gradually weakened, something began to fall from the dark clouds covering the skies of Fen City.
Upon closer inspection, the falling objects turned out to be eerie white bones!
The bones hit the buildings in the city with a clear clattering sound.
Soon after, within a few breaths of time, a multitude of densely packed human bones poured down from the clouds, as if Fen City had experienced a rainstorm of white bones!
Fen City, a cozy small city in the southern part of Yingchuan County, turned into a purgatory in less than half an hour from the appearance of the dark clouds to the transformation of 300,000 common people into skeletons!
The entire city was turned into a purgatory!
In the void, Ou Chang admired the city below, filled with white bones, slowly reaching out to grasp the dark clouds behind him.
Suddenly, more than a dozen fist-sized blood pearls, emitting a dense blood qi, flew out consecutively from the clouds.
The more than a dozen blood pearls of varying sizes floated quietly in front of him, drawn by his Spiritual Power.
Ou Chang extended his pale hand to gently grasp one of them, opening his mouth for a sudden inhale!
The blood pearl transformed into a scarlet torrent, swallowed into his belly!
In an instant, a surge of dense Corpse Qi erupted from Ou Chang’s body!
This Corpse Qi swirled and transformed behind him, forming the ghostly figures of common people with ferocious, wailing expressions!
These phantoms of common people, made of Yin Qi, were bound by an invisible force, pulling them into Ou Chang’s body.
"Tsk tsk..."
"Truly delicious!"
Ou Chang delightedly closed his eyes, savoring the moment before suddenly sweeping up all the remaining blood pearls in front of him into his storage bag, with slightly crimson eyes scanning in another direction of Yingchuan County.
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Western Wilderness.
The Lord of Fushan, Wushi Puppet, sped forward with the Imperial Extreme Tripod in hand, surrounded by expansive grasslands, his brow furrowing instantly.
"Reckless, I actually chose a direction with little human presence..."
Within his Divine Sense’s coverage, there were no signs of human presence for several hundred miles, only some unintelligent wild beasts, causing Wushi Puppet’s face to look quite unpleasant.
The Southern Border holds some scattered Ancient Texts, recording the situation of the Grand Array here.
The Ancient Texts mention that Yangnao Land is slightly larger than the Southern Border, supposedly offering ample blood feasts and benefits for them to loot.
But similarly, there must be other cultivators in this Yangnao Land.
The sudden appearance of the three of them provides the best opportunity for plundering before the cultivators here react, making it unrealistic to plunder so wantonly again.
Moreover, their breaking of the array this time certainly could not be concealed from other forces in the Southern Border.
When other forces receive the news and swarm in, the situation will become strained, leaving them greatly disadvantaged.
Wushi Puppet felt a bit annoyed, extending his Divine Sense to the maximum while flying furtively toward the front.
Suddenly, several dozen figures seemed to appear within his Divine Sense.
"Cultivators!?"
Sensing several dozen figures wind-riding several hundred miles ahead, Wushi Puppet’s face revealed a trace of joy.
Holding the Imperial Extreme Tripod, he accelerated sharply towards the sensing of those dozens of cultivators.
On the grassland, a group of cultivators dressed in Qiyun Valley disciple attire were wind-riding, preparing to seek Yao Lin, who had tracked the group of Corpse Cultivators some days ago.
