Chapter Eighty-Eight: Your Time of Death Has Come
The soul is formless and substantial, and the ability to escape to the ground, through walls, and float is innate, as simple as drinking water and eating.
Ordinary ghosts and ghosts are too 'scattered' to touch or move any object in the yang world, even a piece of paper.
Only those ghosts who have a certain degree of cultivation in the body can turn the void into reality and touch the objects in the yang world.
After Lin Jiu let these Yin soldiers escape, he only let them hide in the ground, and did not immediately launch a surprise attack.
Instead, he himself first infiltrated the dungeon and reconnoitred for a while before he gave the order to do it.
Countless Yin soldiers fell from the ceiling above the dungeon, and the blades silently slashed downward.
In an instant, the largest number of ordinary wax corpses were split in half with a single knife, or their heads were cut off.
Those 'steward' level wax corpses aren't much stronger.
Although they are more responsive and intelligent than ordinary wax corpses, they can't dodge the attacks of these Yin soldiers.
A small number of them dodged the first slash, but their heads were cut off by the second slash that followed.
In less than a breath, all the wax corpses in the dungeon were killed and wounded.
However, these wax corpses with their heads cut off did not let out even a single scream, as if they did not feel any pain.
The countless heads that fell to the ground, their eyes did not fluctuate any emotion, just staring at those Yin soldiers who suddenly appeared.
On the ground, the headless corpse gushed black and yellow pus, flowing into the lines on the ground.
The smell of the pus was disgusting.
Yin soldiers are usually soldiers who died on the battlefield during their lifetimes.
And these Yin soldiers handed over to Lin Jiu by He Zhongliang are the elite of the elite.
Many of them even became veterans of dozens or hundreds of years of Yin soldiers after their deaths.
After the Yin soldiers killed the ordinary wax corpses, they united without any delay.
In groups of three or five, besiege those stronger wax corpses.
That is, the wax corpses of the most intelligent, similar to 'technical' workers.
This wax corpse is not only fast, but also often experienced in combat. They should have practiced martial arts or practiced them during their lifetimes.
It's a pity that these wax corpses still can't take any advantage when facing the experienced Yin soldiers in front of them, and they only have the strength to parry and dodge, and they completely fall into disadvantage.
After less than half a minute, they were all killed on the spot by the Yin soldiers.
But is it really that simple?
If Yu Ke was there, he would find that the wax corpses in the underground palace who were the most 'noble' and didn't want to do any work were not here.
And there were only three or four hundred of these wax corpses in the dungeon, which was much less than he estimated.
Lin Jiu's soul slowly floated in mid-air, scanning everything in the entire dungeon.
Seeing that all the wax corpses were killed, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's just that a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart......
"Who are you looking for? Looking for me? Lin Jiu. β
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The voice of Senior Brother 'Shi Jian' sounded in his ears, and Lin Jiu subconsciously turned his head to look.
Jiang Changming, or 'Shi Jian', didn't know when he was sitting on the jade coffin in the center of the underground palace, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.
Lin Jiu was stunned for a moment.
The next moment, I saw that the strange patterns and symbols on the ground that were almost all over the entire dungeon suddenly lit up with scarlet light!
Lin Jiu's face changed greatly, and he suddenly understood something, and shouted, "All go out!" There is a trap! β
Before the words fell, Lin Jiu himself immediately flew upward.
More than a thousand Yin soldiers received the order and flew upwards as quickly.
However, less than half of these Yin soldiers escaped, and the rest were all bound by the scarlet light, unable to move.
The scarlet light curtain was like an invisible hand, forcibly pulling all the trapped Yin soldiers back to the ground.
Then I saw the scarlet light emitted by the lines and symbols on the ground dimmed, and gradually transformed into a strange blue.
And those Yin soldiers, under the light of this strange light, gradually began to disintegrate and melt.
It turned into a yellowish-white substance like wax oil, flowing into the formation patterns on the ground, and then flowing to the jade coffin in the center of the formation.
The yellowish-white substance looked like wax oil, but it was very illusory and seemed to be very light.
If it is not bound by the blue light, it will volatilize like gasoline in the next second.
"Lin Jiu, you should come down and take a look and witness this scene."
Jiang Changming stood by the jade coffin, stretched out his arms, raised his head and smiled.
"I underestimate you, Jiang Changming." Lin Jiu's voice came from the surface.
"You know who I am."
was spotted out, but the smile on Jiang Changming's face did not change.
"That kid told you that, right? I heard that he mixed the name of a corpse demon in the underworld, and also besieged the capital city for nearly a hundred years. β
"It's really a great skill, it really gives me a long face."
Lin Jiu was silent for a while and asked:
"Is it Kezhi in the coffin under you? What do you want to do? β
"Take his body?"
Jiang Changming said: "Of course." β
"But I've already taken his soul out, and it's in my hands, do you want it?"
"What do you want?" Lin Jiu asked.
"Give me the Yin Soldier Tiger Talisman in your hand, and I will give you Kezhi's soul."
"Wishful thinking." Lin Jiu said without hesitation.
At this moment, at the stairs at the end of the dungeon, a figure walked down.
The four-eyed Taoist looked at "Shi Jian" with extremely complicated eyes.
"Jiang, are you really my master?" The four-eyed Taoist asked.
"Yes, I was the one from the time I accepted you as a disciple, and you were only six years old at that time."
Jiang Changming recalled, with a fatherly look on his face.
"Come to me, child, you and I are not enemies." Jiang Changming said.
The four-eyed Taoist took a step forward, and silently withdrew his legs.
Seeing this, Jiang Changming's smile on his face lightened.
"Don't want me to be against me, I don't want to watch you die."
The four-eyed Taoist lowered his head: "Return Kezhi's body and soul." β
"You want your body to prolong your life, take mine, I'll exchange my body with you."
Jiang Changming's smile was full of helplessness:
"Child, you're forty years old, why are you still so naΓ―ve."
"You don't understand how precious Kezhi's body is."
"As long as I succeed this time, I will never have to give up anyone again. I can truly gain immortality! β
"Live with heaven and earth, shine with the sun and moon!"
The four-eyed Taoist chief knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with his head: "Master, I beg you!" β
Jiang Changming's face gradually became indifferent, and he flicked his fingers.
A golden magic light flew out and hit the four-eyed Dao Chief's acupoint, knocking him unconscious.
Jiang Changming no longer paid attention to the four-eyed Dao Chief.
He glanced down at the yellowish-white, wax-like substance on the ground.
This kind of yellow-white substance obtained by refining nearly a thousand Yin soldiers is actually the most critical part of this formation.
This substance is not much different from Yin Qi in nature, but it is more special than Yin Qi alone.
"That's pretty much enough."
Jiang Changming raised his head and said, "Lin Jiu, thank you for sending these Yin soldiers, saving me a lot of time!" β
On the surface, Lin Jiu, who had returned to his physical body, silently clenched his fists.
But he didn't rush down impulsively to find trouble with Jiang Changming.
He clearly knew that his current self was by no means the opponent of Jiang Changming, the old monster.
"What should I do?" Lin Jiu was anxious.
Nearly a quarter of an hour passed.
In the underground palace, Jiang Changming sensed the state of Yu Ke's body in the jade coffin, and the smile on his face gradually became sick.
In the end, Jiang Changming laughed out loud and a little hysterically!
"More than 500 years, more than 500 years! I finally succeeded!! β
He took out a wax puppet from his bosom and placed it between his eyes, shaking it, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the root of his ears.
"Kezhi, if I could, I wouldn't want to swallow your soul. But it's all come to this, and I have to do it. β
The spirit in the wax puppet seemed to be dead and did not respond.
Jiang Changming didn't mind, turned around and opened the lid of the jade coffin.
Inside was a young man with long breathing, well-proportioned muscles, fair skin, and naked.
The appearance of this body, like the sculptures of ancient Greece, is almost flawless.
"From today on, I, Jiang Changming, no longer have to live secretly, and continue my life by taking away others."
Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Jiang Changming's eyes.
"This body can not only live forever, but even become an immortal! Who else is my opponent and can kill me? β
Jiang Changming muttered to himself loudly.
"I can!"
A loud sound like thunder from the sky passed through the surface of the earth and into the dungeon.
The voice sounded very passionate, and there was a trembling tremble, as if it was filled with boundless resentment, hatred, and anger, and the 'joy' of reunion after a long absence!
In the next second, the stone is shattered!!
The stony ground, which was almost two or three meters thick, was instantly pierced through a big hole!
Under the moonlight, the man shrouded in black robes knelt on one knee and slowly stood up in the smoke and dust.
"Old brute, I've found you, it's time for you to die!"