My enemies became my companions

Chapter 358: Agreed to Get Married

The seventh day of February.

On the altar, thousands of green banners fluttered in the wind. The ancient Chu people were fond of witches and ghosts and believed in ghosts and gods. Looking down from the altar, one could see hundreds of witches and priests dressed in colorful clothes, waving flags and singing.

"The soul is back!"

In the thick mist, a mighty voice seemed to go straight up to the sky, and even the strong wind stopped for a moment because of the voice.

Yin Weiying stood on a high platform. She had changed into a plain white Taoist robe, her sleeves fluttering in the wind. She faced south and looked down at the hundreds of witches and the tens of thousands of dead souls in the Yama Palace. Although she was the eldest princess, there was no majesty in her eyes, but confusion.

It was as if I didn't know what was going to happen, as if I was unprepared for what was going to happen.

The witch's singing was getting louder and louder, and getting closer and closer, echoing in the world of the underworld.

The person standing beside her was none other than the late Emperor of Dayu.

At this moment, his voice was filled with excitement.
"The time has come, Wei Ying."

The time has come…

Is the time really here?

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Weiying looked down at this eerie city again. Pavilions, towers and tall buildings stood tall, knights in bright clothes and riding horses were lined up with flags held high, and those pale-faced servants were all kneeling, waiting.

They were all waiting for this moment.

But she couldn't express her confusion.

Ever since she came to this ghost town, she has been confused. Even though the late emperor treated her as his own daughter and answered many of his questions, she was still too confused to control herself.

Is she going to... become an immortal?

It was so close, so easy, even her Wuming must have been caught off guard.

It's just that nothing is waiting for her confusion.

From afar, one could see the ghosts being led by the City God, clasping their hands, bowing their bodies, and kowtowing. A dense mist spread as the ghosts gathered, and then a rumbling sound was heard. The city gate of Yingdu, which had been closed for who knows how many years, slowly opened.

Yin Weiying's eyes gradually widened.

It was an enormous black figure, without claws or ears, with eyes but no sight, and without a single acupuncture point on its body. When it appeared, it seemed to absorb all the light from the surroundings, and the entire world became a little darker because of its appearance.
That's chaos!

The chaos that engulfed him.

Yin Weiying froze in place, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand as if she wanted to rush out.

"return…"

Before she rushed out of the platform, a strong wind suddenly blew and blocked her in place. She turned around and saw the serious face of the late emperor.

"What are you going to do?"

"I…"

Yin Weiying didn't know how to answer.

She lowered her head and saw the intricate patterns under her feet, twisting and winding, entangled and intertwined, converging with the entire altar to form a picture of guiding souls to heaven.

This is the core of the formation, and you are not allowed to leave without permission.

Chaos seemed to be sleeping. Under it, ghosts and monsters of unknown origin were trying their best to hold up this huge body. The one with a long tongue was a hanged ghost, the one with swollen and pale skin was a water ghost, and the one with a belly as big as an ox was a starving ghost. Chaos was slowly being carried to the Qiankun altar by the ghosts.

Chaos is getting closer.

The ghost fire of the underworld was lit, and the firelight floated above the altar, quietly illuminating the creatures in the ghost realm. The moment Chaos was sent to the center of the altar, the ghosts seemed to hold their breath. Under the firelight, one could see the subtle ups and downs of Chaos's sleep, as well as the turbulent sound of the Yellow Spring River.

The mist lingered as the Emperor Dayu stepped down from the high platform. What he wore today was not the robe of the King of Hell, but the emperor's crown with a five-clawed golden dragon and twelve tassels hanging down. His aura as the supreme ruler was so majestic.

"The mystery in the cave, the shaking Tai Yuan, the reversal of heaven and earth, makes me natural..."

The words were steady and gentle, and the entire altar moved as the words fell.

The ghosts' breathing became slightly sluggish.

The forum has begun.

Along with the chanting of Emperor Dayu, the statues of the Four Symbols and Twenty-Eight Constellations on the altar began to vibrate slightly, and the water of the Yellow Spring River under the altar began to surge, and the water vapor gradually floated up along with the swaying green flags.

When the water vapor touched the chaos, a hole was pierced in the huge body, like poking an acupoint.

Hun Dun's body was covered with Yu Zhen Yuan Jun's array patterns. Despite the pain of his body being pierced, he was still sleeping and had not woken up yet.

Thousands of soul-calling banners fluttered in the wind, and along with the chanting of Emperor Dayu, the souls of the entire ghost town seemed to float up and slowly gathered towards the chaos, stirring up gusts of cold wind one after another, with complex and intertwined air currents.

The water of the Yellow Springs River began to flow back along Hun Dun's body, and those souls also merged into the water of the Yellow Springs River.

The path to becoming an immortal seems to be gradually constructed along with the gathering of souls.

It was the road to immortality like the one seen in the underground palace, breaking straight into the sky of the underworld.

The singing of the shamans in colorful clothes became louder and louder, singing "Soul, Come Back" in unison.

Yin Weiying's expression did not match the fact that she was about to become an immortal. Staring at the vast chaos, her fingertips trembled slightly.

It was like the rushing water of a river washing away past wounds, causing a slight stinging pain.

He seemed to have gone to a very far place...

"Soul...come back."

She kept muttering.

The road to immortality is just around the corner, but she still wants him to come back.

She still remembered that when he was about to be swallowed by the chaos, she tried her best to fight for him and called him back again and again...

With the operation of the altar, the orifices of chaos were opened up, and auspicious clouds actually floated in the extremely gloomy underworld, ethereal and illusory, sometimes shallow and sometimes sparse. The dark blue ghost fire also gradually turned into orange, and yin and yang seemed to be alternating at this moment.

The dragon robe of the former Emperor of Dayu fluttered in the wind, rustling in the wind. The formation started to work, and an invisible staircase appeared in front of Yin Weiying.

Yin Weiying looked at the stairs in astonishment. They were so similar to the road to immortality that he saw in the underground palace.

No wonder...her master Yu Zhen Yuanjun would be involved.

The long-desired path to immortality was once again within reach. Yin Weiying's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to raise his foot, he stopped involuntarily.

He hasn't come back yet...

Yin Weiying looked at the vast chaos.

"Not yet ascending to heaven?"

When Emperor Dayu saw her stop, he kept shouting loudly.

The air was filled with auspicious colors and green lotuses, and the road to immortality was filled with fairy air. Just as Yin Weiying was about to raise his foot, a thought flashed through his mind.

Is she leaving?
Is he leaving now that he hasn't come back yet?
The nun stopped and even she couldn't understand why.

When the Emperor of Dayu saw her stop, his face darkened. The path to immortality of the Goddess Taihua was extremely crucial to this formation, otherwise Yin Weiying would not have been made the center of the formation.

When she was halfway there, the Yellow Springs River burst its banks and overflowed, swallowing her up.

He will be able to take over the magpie's nest and personally embark on the road to immortality, which will be enough for him to cross the door of wonders and be included in the ranks of immortals.

Just as he once replaced King Jing as the crown prince.

"Not yet ascending to heaven?"

The supreme ruler shouted loudly again.

Almost all the souls in the entire ghost town have gathered in the chaos. If it drags on for some time, this road to immortality will no longer be stable.

On the high platform, Yin Weiying stood there steadily, hearing the song of "Hun Xi Gui Gui" over and over again in his ears.

She knew that this sacrificial song was sung for the ghost town of Yingdu.

But she still thought about him.

Did they really separate like this?

Is he really not coming back?

The Taoist robe on the nun fluttered, and strong winds swept around her, stinging her nerves.

She suddenly said something she herself had never thought of:
"Father, I will not ascend to heaven."

The entire ghost town of Yingdu seemed to quiet down with these words.

The face of Emperor Dayu suddenly stiffened, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.

He had been planning for hundreds and thousands of years, first to seize the throne of King Chujiang, to take control of the entire ghost city Yingdu, and to release chaos for the Qiankun altar, but now the time had come to hear these words.

For a long time,

Under the twelve tassels, the late emperor’s face became solemn and cold.

"Weiying, it's not up to you." He sighed softly like a father.

But how can a man who killed his mother in order to kill the three corpses have any love for his child?

"rise!"

The figure of the late emperor seemed to rise up on the wind, with strong winds surging. As if his words were fulfilled, the eerie ghostly aura of the entire ghost town rose up against the wind.

The inky black evil spirit surged up, formed from the blood of King Chujiang. Now it was controlled by the late emperor. The nun looked around in astonishment, and suddenly saw soul-catching chains appearing in all directions!

A cold light flashed, and the evil was fierce and fierce.

It turned out that he had already made a plan.

Even though he always claims to treat her as his own daughter.

The soul-binding chain instantly wrapped around Yin Weiying's limbs, hooking her soul directly. The nun groaned and tried to move, but she felt an invisible pressure on her limbs.

Under the cold expression of the late emperor, the soul-catching chain was dragging her towards the road to immortality little by little.

But at this moment,

A ray of auspiciousness broke through the sky!

It was like a shooting star passing by, passing through the dark mist along the way, but creating a cool breeze on its own.

"master?!"

Yin Weiying raised his head and exclaimed in surprise.

boom!
In an instant, Ruicai broke through the four soul-catching chains in an instant. With a buzzing sound, the evil spirit shattered, and a man in Taoist robes suddenly appeared, blocking the emperor.

The cranes cried together and circled in the air on the strong wind.

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun.

She had white hair on her temples, but she had a youthful face. She held a whisk in her hand and smiled slightly at Yin Weiying, then looked at the Emperor Dayu who had a sullen look on his face.

The former emperor of Dayu stood riding the wind, his hand slightly raised. Behind him was the Yellow Spring River flowing backwards, but the road to immortality was still standing.

He couldn't help asking:

"Yu Zhen Yuan Jun, why is this?"

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun simply asked back calmly:
"You can fool Wei Ying, but can you fool me?"

The late emperor's expression changed slightly, and his dragon robe swayed, as if reflecting his thoughts.

"In the past few days, you repeatedly asked her about her Nascent Soul, and I began to have doubts. I never thought that you would actually rebel."

The late emperor sighed deeply, and there was no anger or rage in his voice, only a deep sigh.

He was wearing the dragon robe, as if he was still the emperor.

The nun had already placed her hand on the hilt of the peach wood sword, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. At this point, how could she not see what this so-called "father" was planning.

The ancient kings desired immortality, but was it really just for the sake of immortality?

Why take elixirs and practice hard just to be a small pawn for God?

This man, who was posthumously named the Holy, Divine, Civil and Military Respectful, Bright, Qiyun, Junde and Filial Emperor, only wanted to become an immortal on earth and rule Dayu for thousands of years.

Yin Weiying's hands began to tremble.

The late emperor did not look at her, the kindness in his eyes was gone, instead he was staring at Yu Zhen Yuan Jun, who was surrounded by fairy cranes.

The heavy evil spirits caused the cranes to cry.

"I see. You were just pretending to be nice. You waited until now so that the ghosts of the ghost city could all enter the chaos and I would have no one to use."

After the emperor finished speaking, he said no more, his aura rose steadily, and evil energy gathered.

He raised his hands high.

Ten thousand feet of darkness gathered behind him, with a majestic and sharp aura, like a god or a demon, and a giant sword dozens of feet long slowly took shape.

A sword suddenly chopped down!
Strong winds blew from both sides, stirring up sand and rocks. The terrifying sound made Yin Weiying, who was hiding behind his master, turn pale.

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun raised up auspicious clouds, and the cranes cried out together. The auspicious clouds grew stronger along with the sound waves, and they rushed towards the giant Yin Sha sword!

boom!
The air wave surged up and pushed out, shaking the entire ghost town with a rumbling sound and even rippling the moat.

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun waved his hand and shouted at Yin Weiying:

"go!"

"master!"

As soon as Yin Weiying shouted, a crane flew over and carried her on its back without saying a word. Then it flapped its wings high and flew away against the strong wind.

"master!"

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun's figure was getting farther and farther away. Yin Weiying screamed loudly again, with endless concern in his words.

With his back to the nun, Yu Zhen Yuanjun tried his best to support Rui Cai. The buildings all around were affected by the aftermath and shattered into pieces of rubble.

Yin Weiying's figure was getting farther and farther away, and the sound of wind was howling.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Yu Zhen Yuan Jun's mouth.

"Silly child, I am your master after all."

The auspicious color shattered in the next moment, and a surging evil wind blew in his face. The figure of Yu Zhenyuanjun, who had just recovered from a serious injury, was suddenly blown far away.

The protective golden light of the Yuanying realm was shining brightly, and the emperor danced with the sword again. The sword tip smashed towards the golden light, and there were bursts of roars. The surging air waves shattered countless buildings in the ghost town.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun's figure retreated again and again, stretching out her hands and then closing them. The fairy crane obeyed her command, flew to her feet and caught her shaky figure.

Yin Weiying's figure was clearly moving away, but the late emperor's expression remained unchanged.

The water of Yellow Springs River surged up through the broken body of Hun Dun. The secret realm of the capital city within Hun Dun appeared and disappeared, as if it would break out of the body at any time.

The path to immortality has gradually shown signs of disappearing.

As if he was sure of victory, Yu Zhen Yuanjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

She heard a sentence in her ears:
"Does Yuanjun think that I have no control over the Nascent Soul in that secret realm?"

Yu Zhen Yuanjun's face changed in shock.

But the former Emperor of Dayu sneered, and in the looming secret realm of the capital, a dark blue figure gradually emerged.

Its body was surrounded by mother-and-child soul-catching chains, like a bird imprisoned in a cage.

At the moment when the Nascent Soul emerged.

Yin Weiying, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a tearing sensation.

The mother-and-child soul-binding lock relied on the Nascent Soul to locate Yin Weiying, and appeared behind her as if it had teleported and flashed.

The figure of the nun was out of control in an instant, like a kite with a broken string, and was pulled away by the soul-catching chain!

The wind was so strong and sharp that the air current stung her skin and pulled her back to the path of immortality.

At this moment, Yin Weiying struggled hard, but was so powerless that she fell back onto the road with a slammer. The evil soul-binding chain of the underworld grabbed her soul!
Pulling her step by step towards the Avenue of Eternal Life, towards the Yellow Spring River that was rushing along the avenue, towards the abyss that disappeared into thin air.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun tried to stop her, but when the emperor swung his giant sword, Rui Cai shattered again, and her figure was blasted out of the ghost town.

Yin Weiying tried to walk backwards, but every step he took was moving him forward. The auspicious lights on his side seemed to be a death warrant, passing by with a whistle. The green lotus flowers at this moment were as red as blood on the other shore.

The water of the Yellow Springs River spread over the road. Yin Weiying lowered his head and saw the chaos, trying to reach out and find someone.

But the hand she stretched out was suddenly pulled by the soul-catching lock, causing her to ascend to heaven.

Yin Weiying walked forward step by step, and his eyes were filled with tears without him noticing, and tears dripped down his face drop by drop.

"The soul is back!"

On the altar, the shamans in colorful clothes were still waving banners and shouting, welcoming this sacrifice.

Yin Weiying's consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. She didn't know where she was being dragged to. She only felt that the water of the Yellow Springs River had spread over her body, soaking her skin. Her soul seemed to be gradually being pulled out of her body.

Yin Weiying's eyelids gradually became heavy, as if he was about to close his eyes, and plunge into the cycle of reincarnation, bidding farewell to this world and going to the next.

She looked at the chaotic remains for the last time, staring into the pitch-black abyss.

I don't know if it's an illusion or a fantasy...

It seems that something has overcome many obstacles.
In a daze, she stretched out her hand:
“Are you back?

We have already agreed to get married..."

(End of this chapter)