The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1354 - 701: Yin Ruins Disturbance (Part 2)
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, he vanished from the spot.
The evil spirits along the path had no power to resist, directly smashed into pieces, turning into black smoke, their souls dispersed.
Li Yan's "Divine Transformation Technique," though time-limited, could significantly enhance his combat power.
However, he felt no joy whatsoever.
Because in the distance, those four demon-possessed "Night Patrol Deities" were rapidly circling around the Fierce God Queen Mother statue.
Their forms began to disintegrate, but the streams of blood-red demonic energy all flowed into the Queen Mother Divine Statue.
The peach tree trembled at the same time, its roots twisting, stuffing all the worshipping papermen below into tree holes. Then, the sorrowful faces of those aristocrats emerged, followed by the anguished wails of the remaining children's souls.
The Fierce God Queen Mother Divine Statue was also lifted by the roots and placed within the tree canopy.
Swish~
The stone chips from the statue's eyes fell off, revealing blood-red eyes.
This was their actual goal!
Seeing this, Li Yan immediately understood.
This demonic energy all originated from the Demon God Liu Yuanheng.
Ancient, rumored to be refined from Soil, later becoming a spirit monster, adept at transformation, it could infiltrate other Divine mud figures, impersonating deities, plundering incense. The so-called "Pantao Conference" was partly to control the Capital's aristocrats and partly to nurture this Fierce God.
Boom!
The demonic energy invaded the Fierce God Queen Mother statue, the peach tree seemed to become its lower limbs, stepping forward, causing the ground to tremble violently.
Li Yan felt his scalp tingle, the Qi of this fiend before him nearly suffocating him.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qingxu, seemingly always with more "Jiaozi," continuously waved his paper fan, summoning evil spirits to obstruct him.
"Roar——!"
At that moment, a dragon's roar echoed from the sky.
Li Yan felt like a mountain of pressure descending from above, the electric light around him weakening continuously.
In that instant, he smelled the richest incense, his ears echoing with majestic sounds:
"The vastness of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang were initiated, Great Xuan received the Mandate of Heaven, inheriting Divine State Qi Fortune... Dai Zong Town guards the eastern extremity, Hua Mountain protects the western border..."
It was the Great Xuan National Sacrifice Prayer!
This indeed relates to the Great Xuan Dragon Vein, the previous pressure stemmed from it.
Every dynasty's Dragon Vein is the Imperial Family's most core secret, death to those who spy on it.
Li Yan was unsure what secret technique the Great Xuan used, but he knew big trouble was coming.
Without a word, he turned and left.
Eerily in tune, Zhao Qingxu also quickly retreated, waving his paper fan, countless "Jiaozi" phantoms cascading like snowflakes, converging over the peach tree and Divine statue, forming a large "Hide" character.
He watched Li Yan's departing figure silently, murderous intent seemingly seeping from beneath his pale mask.
Of course, he also didn't pursue, even restraining all his Qi.
"Roar——!"
The desolate dragon roar sounded again, even louder, the entire space seemed to tremble.
Zhao Qingxu pinched a spell, his body trembling slightly.
Under the dragon's roar, the "Hide" character formed by the Jiaozi continued to turn to flying ash.
Evidently, under such terrible pressure, Zhao Qingxu was struggling to sustain.
Meanwhile, the fleeing Li Yan was also in a bad state.
Swoosh!
He was still maintaining the Thunder God's Magical Body, transformed into a flash of light, rushing directly to the previous strange market.
At the market, the residual souls of merchants from all over also stopped moving.
Like puppets, they looked up at the sky, their forms gradually crumbling under the dragon's roar.
Meanwhile, on the left side of the market, a street scene twisted with light and shadow, revealing a new phantom passage.
Li Yan could see that opposite the passage was night, with countless green ghost fires floating, the street in ruins, various wooden shops chaotically arranged, like a haphazardly erected slum, with many shadows fleeing everywhere in the dragon's roar.
On the decaying archway, "Chang'an Ghost Market" was inscribed.
Why did the Chang'an Ghost Market appear here?
This "Nine Gates Yin Ruins" indeed hides many secrets.
However, at this moment, Li Yan could not afford to care.
The lightning on his body was rapidly diminishing under the suppression of the dragon's roar.
More worrisome, though he'd reached the city gate, the Chongwen Gate was tightly shut.
Rumble~
Just then, the city gate suddenly opened.
As the lightning on his body was about to dissipate, Li Yan finally rushed out of the city gate.
In an instant, all pressure and the dragon's roar vanished.
However, the trouble was far from over.
"What demon dares to spy on the forbidden ground!"
An angry shout came from ahead, and a dozen men in brocade and yellow robes awaited outside.
Some held Jade Swords, others cradled Jade Gui, Jade Cong, all were Sacrificial Artifacts.
Li Yan couldn't sense these people's Qi.
They all used National Sacrificial Divine Artifacts!
They were Royal Mages from the Ancestral Affairs Office!
These people clearly wouldn't listen to explanations, holding their Sacrificial Artifacts, forming the Heaven-Earth-Man Three Talents Formation.
Simultaneously, behind him, the Chongwen Gate again rumbled open.
The dragon's roar and that terrifying pressure began to spill outwards.
Facing wolves ahead and tigers behind, Li Yan dared not easily use spells, lest he be discovered.
Jingle jingle~
Just as he was forced to prepare to act, a pleasant bell sound rang again.
It was the Rabbit Lord!
Li Yan hadn't even reacted when he felt the ground beneath him disappear.
Some force was pulling him down, like Earth Escape, instantly appearing outside the dilapidated Land God Temple.
At the temple gate, the oil-stealing Mouse Spirit was licking a broken incense burner.
"Squeak~"
Seeing the suddenly appeared Li Yan, its fur bristled, dropping the incense burner and fleeing.
Li Yan ignored it, rushing directly into the Land God Temple.
Jingle jingle~
The sound rang again, it was the Red Rope Copper Coin Soul Thread in his hand trembling.
Li Yan felt his vision go dark, pulled away by a force.
