Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses (Part 1)
Time passed day by day, and two months later.
On this day, on the periphery of the Bone Swamp, the mist mixed with poisonous gas and miasma suddenly rolled up, and a vague figure came out of it, gradually becoming clear, revealing Wu Qi's figure. []
On top of the tall body, there were blood stains everywhere, all kinds of liquids attached to it, and a lot of muddy water and the like, glued together, like a thick armor. It's just that the smell of this thick armor is too unpleasant, and around Wu Qi's body, two blood rays, one thick and one thin, surround him, making Wu Qi very terrifying at the moment.
"Buzz"
Between the two blood rays swimming, like two blood pythons, one thick and one thin, as soon as they appeared, the air was filled with the smell of blood. It's so thick that it can't be dissolved.
Originally, the swamp was still very noisy, and the cries of all kinds of poisonous insects and small beasts gathered together, which was very noisy. But at the moment when Wu Qi appeared, especially as soon as the two blood lights appeared, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound at all, and they disappeared cleanly.
"Whew"
Feeling the fear faintly coming from those creatures in the hidden corners around him, Wu Qi smiled faintly, just killing frantically for two months, at this time Wu Qi smiled and his expression was a little reluctant.
The mouth opened, and the bloodthirsty corpse worm's thin blood light immediately burrowed into Wu Qi's mouth. As soon as his mind moved, the corpse vine quickly dimmed, turning into a dark red whip wrapped around Wu Qi's arm.
Standing in place, Wu Qi silently calculated the time in his heart, and then patted the storage bag on his waist, and the beast circle was taken out. In the flickering light, the massive body of the corpse eagle flew out.
"Wow!"
In the bone swamp, a terrible eagle roared sound, and a gray light came out of the rolling mist. In a moment, it broke away from the confines of the bone swamp, flew away, and disappeared into the clouds high in the sky.
At the outer gate of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, Wu Qi manipulated the corpse eagle to fly over hundreds of disciple peaks and headed towards the inner gate.
In front of the giant bridge, a huge corpse eagle fell, and Wu Qi's figure fell from a low sky. With a flip of his hand, he took out the beast ring, and then put it away.
As soon as his feet moved, the whole person stepped on the huge bridge and disappeared into the clouds. In an instant, it was the feeling of dizziness that hit him again, and the next moment Wu Qi felt that his feet had landed.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the teleportation hall. Regardless of the reaction of the other people in the hall to the dirt on his body, the moment Wu Qi stood firm on his feet, he immediately moved, walked out of the teleportation flag door, and went directly to the seventh peak where his residence was located.
Hurrying with his feet, Wu Qi saw how huge the Nine Peaks of the Inner Gate was, and after a full hour, Wu Qi appeared on the mountainside of the seventh peak.
One flew by, Wu Qi turned into a streamer of light and went to his residence.
After another half an hour, Wu Qi sat on the futon in the quiet room with a new body. After adjusting his breathing, Wu Qi's mind immediately began to roll over his memories, and the process of fighting with those poisonous insects and monsters in the past two months reappeared in his mind one by one.
The scenes made Wu Qi clear about his battle scenes, and immediately, Wu Qi was immersed in it. Immersed in the understanding of cultivation and battle, the remnants of the ancient desolate began to operate automatically, and the peak cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was revealed, and gradually rushed to a higher realm.
After a night of silence, Wu Qi was so immersed in his perception of fighting and fighting that he didn't wake up. Even the cultivation was just the automatic operation of the ancient remnants, without Wu Qi's deliberateness.
The sun was setting, and another day had passed, Wu Qi still did not wake up, and was still immersed in his feelings.
Day 3, Day 4, Day 5......
On the ninth day, in the deep bamboo forest, the door of a fine house suddenly opened, and a tall figure walked out of it. Dressed in black, with long hair wrapped around his shoulders, a dark red whip wrapped around his shoulders, and an ugly face covered with black spots, it was Wu Qi.
"Whew"
A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, and he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but Wu Qi's face was not pale and weak at all, but an extremely vigorous appearance. The whole person is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, amazing momentum, and very terrifying.
Silently calculated the time again in his heart, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the whole person moved. When you step out, you will hear the roar of a tiger descending from the mountain, like the sound of heart-warming footsteps in the bamboo forest, and then gradually fade away.
The internal affairs hall, just like the outer affairs hall of the outer gate, is a place to deal with many complicated matters large and small throughout the inner door. Here, inner disciples can post quests, or they can receive quests, and come to claim rewards after completing them. You can also handle other affairs, and there are special personnel to deal with them.
There are ten peaks in the inner gate, but the inner hall is not on any of them, but in a very strange place.
Wu Qi fused Zeng Wang's memories and knew where the internal affairs hall was, and at this time, there was a trace of expectation in his heart.
During the walk, Wu Qixing walked out of the bamboo forest, and the terrifying momentum of his body immediately disappeared. The whole person immediately became without a trace of peculiarity, just like an ordinary disciple in the middle stage of foundation building. There are everywhere in the inner gate, and if you grab it at the seventh peak, you can catch dozens or hundreds.
"Wow"
The terrible eagle roared, Wu Qifei sat on the back of the corpse eagle, and then controlled the corpse eagle to fly straight into the sky.
The corpse eagle soon turned into a gray dot and flew high into the air, getting higher and higher, without even a single sign of falling. An increasingly violent wind blew over, enough to uproot a big tree, and blew on Wu Qi's body, but there was no reaction at all.
Thousands of feet in the sky, an incomparably huge palace was suspended, looming in the cold clouds and mist like ashes. There was nothing but clouds and mist under the palace, but it was as if a huge invisible hand was holding it, hanging silently.
At this thousand feet in the sky, there is a faint law in the direction where the Nine Peaks of the Inner Gate are located, which seems to form a hidden formation. And at the center of that formation was this huge palace.
"Wow"
Another eagle chirped, but it didn't get far in the air before it was torn apart by the wind. Compared with the huge palace in the clouds, Wu Qi and the corpse eagle under him were simply small, a gray spot moved slowly, and the gap was too big.
Close, Wu Qicai, who was sitting on the back of the corpse eagle, cleared the face of the huge palace. There was not just one palace at all, but a group of palaces, and one palace after another surrounded the huge and incomparable palace, but the palace in the center was too large to cover the other palaces.
"The Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses"
A huge plaque hung above the central hall, and the three black ink characters revealed an incomparably terrifying aura, as if the palace had come to life, not a dead thing, but a giant beast, a terrifying giant beast.
Wu Qi could feel that the palace seemed to contain a rich and boundless corpse qi, just like a terrifying corpse of an incomparably ancient powerhouse.
The Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses, the true core of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, is rumored to be the nine Yuan Infant Ancestor level powerhouses in the Inner Gate, and several of them are sitting in the Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses all year round.
In the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the Infant Ancestor is an extremely strong combat force. When the ancestor was angry, the blood flowed like a river, and it was all the blood of the monks. If you don't build a foundation, you don't cultivate the truth. If you don't enter the Yuan Baby, you are not a great supernatural person. I can't master the magic power of moving mountains and reclamation.
The reason why the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect was able to suppress the Phantom Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect and become the absolute overlord of the Broken Soul Mountain Range was because the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect had as many as nine Yuan Infant Ancestors, and the other two sects were inferior.
And in the Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses, there are several ancestors who can move mountains and reclaim the sea all year round, and no one dares to commit it.
"Drink"
Forcibly pulling his gaze away, Wu Qi forced himself to shoot his gaze at a slightly larger palace next to the Ten Thousand Corpses Palace, at this time Wu Qi had already flown very close, and the name of the palace was faintly visible.
"Househouse!"
Sitting on the back of the corpse eagle, he slowly recited two words, and then the whole person's breath changed, becoming as sharp as a knife, and the momentum was amazing, like a killing god, whoever dared to stop it, would kill it.
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