The Feng Zun Journey
Silk Lacing
Along the way, the power of the Ghost Lantern suppressed all of them easily without exception.
“These lifetimes were just cultivators of nirvana when they were alive, and even until now, they had not developed intelligence or consciousness. So they shouldn't be too threatening.” said Feng Zun casually.
He continued, “The interesting thing is, everything was dropped under the same sword qi. Abandoned traces and the application of force are practically identical.”
Chuyu inwardly felt sad, and he could not help but admire her old man.
He had already been cultivating for many years, and he was at the peak of the late stage Mortal Realm.
However it seemed, there was clearly a world of difference between him and Feng Zun.
Had he come here alone, the undead along the way would clearly present a huge threat to him, he would definitely have been forced to flee.
However, all Feng Zun did was take one of his heirlooms, and he could easily suppress everything!
Of course, Chuyu was already used to this kind of thing.
What he admired the most was that there seemed to be nothing that Feng Zun did not know.
Not only did he understand the terrifying undead qi, he could also deduce many useful clues, from even barely visible little clues!
For example, how the undead have died!
Less than ten minutes later.
Feng Zun and Chuyu finally reached the bottom of the stairs.
A vast underground world lay before them.
But the undead Qi that was here was actually less dense.
There was an enormous ancient palace towering high in the distance.
Many undead were swarming near the gate of that palace!
Almost all of them were in the form of various demonic beast beasts, and their decomposing bodies emitted an extremely shocking aura.
Besides they number hundreds!
"This ..."
Chuyu's eyes looked serious. "Could those undead have all been disciples of the Eternal Dragon Palace?"
"That's very possible" Feng Zun said calmly.
His eyes flashed and again said, “In addition, a long time ago, there was a natural spiritual pulse here. It contained an extremely pure and dense spiritual energy. Otherwise, there was no way this place would give birth to so many undead."
As he spoke, he continued forward, "Come, let's see what's in that palace."
He noticed that even though the undead had swarmed around the palace gates, and although they repeatedly tried to get inside, none of them made it through.
"Who are you!?" Hoarse and deafening screams sounded .
Amidst the group of undead in the distance, a fowl beast with rotten and broken fur turned its head to look at Feng Zun.
His eyes were bright red, and his entire body was emitting a violent bloody aura. However, to his surprise, he possessed absolute intelligence!
As the undead fowl beast turned around, the other undead nearby also turned around and looked at them.
The undead came in all sorts of strange shapes, but they all rotted away .
They looked like evil ghosts that came out directly from hell!
"As I expected, there is a mortal level undead spirit here." As Feng Zun looked at the fowl creature, his eyes shone with a strange light.
Dead bodies like this are very rare.
Only the corpses of cultivators who had once been in the Immortal Realm or higher, had the chance of undergoing repeated transformations to reach this state. Moreover, they required a continuous supply of spiritual energy with a very long accumulation of time.
“The sect leader has ordered that all the intruders, who broke into the Last Resting Place be executed mercilessly. Hurry along! Kill the stranger!” Shouted the undead in the form of fowl in the distance.
Bang out!
The undead immediately took action, they advanced in a swarm, charging over like bloody waves.
"Kill 'em! Kill them!!"
The living corpses roared, their eyes were so red, they were completely insane, it was clear that they had a little consciousness, and were just following orders based on instinct.
When he saw this, Feng Zun could only sigh.
Since he knew that as long as they lived, these undead were only disciples of the Eternal Dragon Palace, so how could he possibly be excited when fighting them?
Everyone living in these ruins had effectively received the virtue of the Eternal Dragon Palace.
They wouldn't even know that when Feng Zun's first trip to these ruins, he obtained the bone seal of Ghost King Hun Long and the faction's supreme legacy, he said, The Sword Sutra Book called Sword Art Spirit.
"alright. Today, I will use the Little Western Heaven Sutra to provide you with soul peace, and release you all from the bitterness of torment all along. I consider this as my way to repay the kindness of the Eternal Dragon Palace, ” murmured Feng Zun.
His figure rose into the sky and sat in a lotus position in the air.
His hands formed a seal in front of him, and his mind became clear.
He looked dignified and as calm as a Buddha statue.
As he circulated his cultivation base, his entire body exploded with a dazzling light.
Chuyu.
An immeasurable Buddhist light spread around Feng Zun, its radiance illuminating the dark and bloody underground world.
The solemn aura that made it comfortable enveloped the air.
Chuyu felt perplexed, as if Feng Zun was a legendary Buddha descending into the human world, the radiance from him warmed up and shone down everything in all directions.
Anyone who saw this, they would feel an urge to bow and worship him!
It was then that Feng Zun started chanting sutras one after another in sanskrit.
At first, his voice was so soft that it was barely audible, but gradually the volume increased, until it became as loud and clear as the drums of war.
Finally, every syllable he chanted boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the area, carrying an immeasurable majestic aura.
“... The accumulation of karma has made me compassionate, and I vow to save all sentient beings. My golden power opens the gates to hell, and the pearls that shine in my palms will illuminate the entire layers of the world.”.