Siheyuan: Game of Red Dust

Chapter 286: The True Art of Killing Ghosts and Gods

Jiaoshou and other Maoshan disciples also followed Yunque. They withdrew from the Imperial Mausoleum and asked Yunque uncertainly, "Chief Yunque, why did we retreat so far? What if those three children get hurt? We won't be able to help them at all!"

Yun Que twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Uncle Jiu. Knowing that Uncle Jiu didn't know the strength and identity of Li Moye and the others, he said to Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, don't worry. They are Li Weidong's children, the Sons of the World in our world. They are the most powerful existence in our world besides the Lord of the World, Li Weidong. If they are not their opponents, then no matter how far we retreat, it will be useless. We can only wait for death. However, a demon like Cixi is like an ant to Li Moye, the Son of the World, and the others. Did you see the tricks they just displayed? I guess they didn't even use half of their magic power. If they went all out, the entire imperial mausoleum would be annihilated, and none of us would survive. Ghost immortals and earth immortals would not be able to get away with it in their hands, not to mention a parallel ghost immortal like Cixi who was born with evil magic. Wait and see, it is estimated that the old witch Cixi will be killed in a while!"

Yunque explained to Uncle Jiu, and then stopped talking. He looked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, wanting to see clearly the upcoming battle.

After Yunque and the others left the imperial mausoleum, the three little ones did not attack Cixi immediately, but quarreled over who would attack Cixi first. After a round of discussion, no one could convince the other two, so they could only play rock-paper-scissors to decide the order of attack. In the end, the little girl Li Mochou was more skilled and won. He was the first to attack, the second was Li Moyu, and the third was Li Moxie. Li Moxie was dejected, because he was the third one, and by the time he attacked, the old witch Cixi would have been crippled by Mochou and Moyou, so he could only finish off the opponent, which was meaningless.

Li Moyu urged Li Mochou to take action. He didn't think too much about it. The three siblings had agreed that each of them would only make three moves, and then it would be the next person's turn. He couldn't wait to try out the other three sword techniques. What he didn't notice was that a cunning look flashed in Li Mochou's eyes.

Cixi was furious. She didn't expect that these three little guys would actually use rock-paper-scissors to compete with her to decide the order. Isn't this looking down on her?

Suddenly, his face turned dark and he attacked the three people directly. A claw shadow filled with yin and moisture quickly grabbed the three people.

Li Mochou swung the magic sword in his hand, and a sword light came out, dispersing the claw shadow.

"The first move!" Li Moyu's surprised cry rang out in Li Mochou's ears.

Li Mochou's face froze. "Is this even possible?" Suddenly, her face darkened, and she glared at Cixi with a malicious look. "This guy wasted his trick."

He took mysterious steps and sang softly, "The vast heaven and earth, righteousness lasts forever, I do not seek to kill the immortals, I am indifferent to ghosts and gods!"

A strange darkness emanated from Li Mochou's body and instantly enveloped the Qing Dynasty imperial tombs, filling the tombs with a strong sense of solemnity and murderousness.

The dark aura within the mausoleum grew thicker and thicker, making one feel as if they were in the Netherworld. But the next moment, a long, dragon-like roar echoed from within the darkness, and a shimmering green light suddenly burst forth from within. In an instant, a dazzling radiance swept through, dispelling the dark aura. Li Mochou, clutching the magical sword Li Weidong had crafted specifically for her, appeared high in the sky, a dazzling green light emanating from her. Her eyes blazed, and as she merged with the sword, she swooped down from the sky.

The magic sword in Li Mochou's hand was shimmering with countless rays of light, emitting a resounding roar. Its momentum was immense, and even from high above, dust and sand were already rising from the imperial mausoleum. As Li Mochou's body shot down like lightning, flames suddenly ignited around her body, seemingly due to her speed and sheer force.

She looked like a desperate, war-filled god of war, flying down and delivering a devastating blow to the demonic Empress Dowager Cixi.

Cixi was no longer as arrogant as before, because she realized that she had been locked on by the little girl. She had no way to dodge this attack and could only withstand it. However, her heart kept reminding her that this attack could seriously injure her and even bring her a fatal threat, so she did not dare to be careless at all. She quickly used Yin Qi and corpse Qi to set up layers of defensive barriers around her, and even activated the defensive formation in the blood pool.

"boom!"

A tremendous roar echoed instantly. The defensive formation activated by Cixi was struck by Li Mochou's "Slaying Demons and Gods" technique. The ground beneath the imperial mausoleum groaned in pain, instantly shattering into pieces. Stones large and small broke free from the ground and soared into the sky. The blood pool that had been the center of the attack had vanished, leaving behind a dark, bottomless pit.

The shock wave generated by the collision rushed out in all directions from the center of the imperial tomb. From a distance, it looked like a nuclear bomb exploded, emitting a dazzling light, and then waves of shock waves rushed out into the distance.

Although Yunque and others were already over the royal age, they were still affected by the shock wave. Ordinary people of the five tribes and the demon tribe, and even Uncle Jiu and others were all affected. Countless people were knocked down or even sent flying. Only a few strong men like Yunque Snow Leopard were able to stand upright under the impact of the shock wave, and their bodies did not move at all.

After the shock wave passed, Uncle Jiu and the others stood up with grins on their faces. When they looked at the imperial mausoleum, they found that there was no imperial mausoleum left, only a pile of ruins. A bottomless pit had appeared where Cixi had been, and the surrounding imperial mausoleums had all turned into ruins. Uncle Jiu and the others took a breath, and the disciples of Maoshan Sect also looked at Uncle Jiu with deep admiration and gratitude.

If it weren't for Senior Brother Lin Jiu, they might have become enemies of these people. Would they still have a chance to survive? Didn't they see that even the lair of such a powerful witch, Empress Dowager Cixi, was destroyed by a single blow? They couldn't even withstand the aftermath of the attack, let alone face such an attack head-on.

Uncle Jiu also saw the looks from his fellow Maoshan disciples and suddenly felt a little proud. Although he had initially thought this was a loss of face, when he saw the attack launched by Li Weidong's son, he suddenly felt proud. Even a ghost immortal couldn't withstand such an attack. So, why should such a strong man like Maoshan surrender? This is called a wise man who knows the times!

(End of this chapter)