Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 614 A Breeze
Now, the Netherworld is a place where the sun never shines.

A thick black mist hung in the air, a mournful wind howled, and rows of swords and knives formed a formidable array; rivers of blood and cauldrons of boiling oil stretched out like soup. Ghostly soldiers, each with a blue face and fangs, and ox-headed and horse-faced demons, all with red hair and crimson eyes, thwarted the saying: "Living people should not enter the gates of hell; entering is easy, but leaving is difficult!"

Who would have thought that today a fearless scholar-monk, wielding two precious swords, would actually fight his way in and out of this underworld seven times!

Xu Xuan spun around and swung his sword, drawing a perfect arc. "Clang, clang, clang!" Thirty-six crisp sounds rang out almost simultaneously, deflecting all the bone swords that were thrusting at him.

Using the force of the recoil, they soared into the air, and the crimson flames that entwined the twin swords began to multiply, from two swords to four, and from four swords to twelve. The twelve sword lights fell to the ground like meteors, and the crimson flames bloomed into twelve red lotuses.

"Yue Maiden Swordplay - Fiery Whirlwind Dance!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie"

Regardless of the type of fire, it's already swirling around.

The flames of battle raged, scorching the land for miles. Even the underworld could not withstand such terrifying battle shockwaves, and was eroded by numerous craters.

The battlefield is a scene of utter devastation. Who will stop this monster?!
The Holy Father is enjoying the unparalleled thrill of mowing down enemies; even Zhao Zilong is no match for him.

The more he slashed, the more powerful he became. From east to west, he moved as if he were in an empty field, and he felt that his swordsmanship had reached a state of perfection.

It's as if he's possessed by many masters like Wuming, Dugu Qiubai, and Ye Gucheng, and he can kill anyone he wants.

The Yue Maiden Sword Technique has been extended into countless amazing and strange moves, truly displaying its formidable power.

King of Wu, you are surrounded!

Meanwhile, the Three Wonders and Xiahou Swordsman in the surrounding area were also getting into their stride. If we disregard the home ground environment, how could the ghost soldiers and demons here possibly be a match for these scourges of humanity?

Even the personal encouragement of several Wu state officials was to no avail; apart from Xiahou Jian, who was struggling somewhat, the others remained energetic and vigorous.

The Three Wonders possess unique fortune and extraordinary power that defies the rules of cultivation, which even the laws of the underworld cannot suppress.

Occasionally, there are also combo attacks that leave the enemy helpless.

This situation also made Xiahou the swordsman feel ashamed.

I had prepared myself mentally before entering the gates of hell, but I never expected that the human world would be so complicated.

Looking at Mr. Xu, who was relentlessly attacking three thousand ghost swordsmen, and the three scholars around him who were unleashing their full power...
Am I the one who's holding everyone back?

Is this all the second swordsman is?

Thinking of this, the swordsman kept unleashing his sword energy, saying that he would steal as many ghost heads as possible today to prove himself!

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly intense, with both sides fighting to a fever pitch.

King Helü was furious. A thousand-year plan! What kind of nonsense is this?!
I didn't even escape the gates of hell; my dignity was shattered into pieces. With this level of competence, what's the point of reviewing the army or holding a military expedition?

These roadblocks must be killed immediately.

This must be a test from God for me; once I get through it, the road ahead will be smooth.

At this point, some of their most powerful moves could no longer be held back, so they made a very, very, very wrong decision.

"Teng Yu, go."

The white crane woman beside him raised an eyebrow, seemingly eagerly anticipating flying into the air.

It turns out that this person was Princess Tengyu, who died after eating fish.

He dug a pond and piled up earth, using patterned stone as the outer coffin and inscribed stones as the inner chamber. He presented the woman with precious items such as gold tripods, jade cups, silver goblets, and pearl-embroidered robes. Then he had white cranes dance in the Wu market, ordering all the people to watch. Upon returning, he had men and women enter the Xianmen Gate with the cranes, then set a trap to kill them, sending them to their deaths. The people of the country condemned this.

More accurately, the old father ate half a fish, thought it tasted good, and then shared it with his daughter. The daughter felt this was an insult, so she decisively committed suicide in front of her father.

Up to this point, the daughter was acting strangely. Next, the old father lured and killed the people of the capital to be buried with her. It was only right that the father and daughter could reunite in the underworld.

He was an extraordinary person in life, so he must not be an ordinary ghost after death.

In an instant, a cold wind arose, and ghostly mist surged.

Princess Tengyu gracefully stepped forward, her delicate hand waving lightly, her white sleeves unfurling, and with a light touch of her toes, she danced ethereally in the air.

Holding a feather, she began the sacrificial dance of the underworld.

This dance, called "White Crane Weeping Blood," is exquisitely beautiful, yet extremely sinister!
"jingle--"

The silver bells on her wrist jingled softly, each sound like a seductive whisper, and the surrounding eerie energy seemed to swirl around her as she danced.
"jingle--"

The silver bells on her wrist jingled softly, each sound carrying the air of a superior, drawing away the ghostly energy from the entire Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace.

"jingle--"

The silver bell on her wrist rang for the third time, and a massive amount of ghostly energy transformed into a giant white crane phantom, its feathers as white as snow, yet stained with bloodstains!
"Uuuuuu——"

Suddenly, a cold wind howled, and countless mournful cries surged from all directions!

Their distorted faces first showed confusion, then rage; their long-awaited enemies were right before them—the wronged souls of the people who had been sacrificed alive years ago!
Human sacrifice is a great evil.

The practice reached its institutional peak during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, with unprecedented scales of human sacrifice in the "reverence for Heaven and ancestors" ritual.

During the Warring States period, Duke Xian of Qin abolished human sacrifice according to Qin law and replaced it with terracotta and wooden figurines.

It was basically extinct during the Han and Tang dynasties, revived in the early Ming dynasty, and Zhu Yuanzhang restored the practice of burying people with the dead in the palace. It continued in the Qing dynasty and was not discontinued until the Republic of China.

The practice of funerary sacrifice, which has lasted for thousands of years, has buried countless people.

There were families of high-ranking officials and nobles, as well as "virtuous women" and "chaste widows" who "voluntarily" participated.

It can be described as the substance of 'filial piety and good deeds,' but it's actually a case of ruthless exploitation.

At this moment, these wronged souls were awakened by the white crane dance, filled with boundless hatred, and wanted to tear the white crane apart and devour it.

Helü sneered and, with a single finger from Shengxie, forcibly controlled the movements of these souls.

"Untouchable!"

"Only when the king establishes the kingdom can he distinguish the directions and establish the proper positions."

"Without the protection of the Wu Kingdom, you would have been nothing more than dogs and wolves to be bullied by others in your lives!"

"Instead of being grateful, they dared to kill their master!"

Helü, below, used Shengxie as a sacrificial vessel and simultaneously began the ritual.

It also releases a large number of other wronged souls collected over the past thousand years, constantly pushing the resentment to its limit.

Although these ghosts harbored a thousand grievances, they were forced to serve their enemies due to the evil power of the Victorious Evil Sword!
"Hate! Hate! Hate!"

The wronged souls roared and twisted, eventually gathering into patches of red feathers that clung to the white crane.

King Helü's robes billowed, his arms outstretched like crane wings, his face contorted and terrifying.

"go with!"

The white crane spreads its wings for thousands of feet, uttering a mournful cry, its eyes filled with blood, its cry so pitiful it seems to weep blood.

Driven by resentment and madness, it opened its mouth and bit down at Xu Xuan!

The Shengxie was originally a ritual implement used in sacrifices, and by incorporating the evil energy of the world, it has reached an unknowable level. Combined with the vengeful spirits of a thousand years ago and ghostly rituals, its power is terrifyingly immense.

The ghosts on this battlefield trembled with fear, sensing the impending doom of their souls being scattered.

Even the three thousand ghost swordsmen, having failed to achieve any results, were abandoned and included in the attack range.

Even the Three Wonders could not remain calm at this point, as the earth-shattering attack seemed to have exceeded their expectations.

The Zhanlu stele was cracked in several places, and a bright blue light shone forth, seemingly vying with it.

When Xu Xuan saw the blood-stained white crane, sparks flew in his eyes.

In a place unseen by anyone, the shadow of a Bodhisattva blew a breeze. The wind carried with it a sorrow that brought tears to one's eyes, and prayers.

If there is anyone in this world who can help these vengeful ghosts, it is that man.

When prayers entered the heart of the Father.

Ksitigarbha's Dharma Eye, open!

I saw it.

I saw the shadow struggling on the wings, I saw the most insidious curse in the world, and I saw the most tragic ending in the underworld.

They were proud of the Kingdom of Wu and their king during their lifetimes.

"Gongzi Guang picked up a Chu man who played the flute in the Wu market. His name was Wu Zixu."

"Prince Guang is a man of great talent and ambition, and heroes will surely step forward to help him become the ruler of Wu."

"His Majesty recently appointed Sun Wu, a man from Qi, as his Grand General, and he has trained a very powerful army."

"Wu has won! Wu has won!" "We have destroyed Xu."

"Wu has won! Wu has won!" "We have captured the capital of Chu and driven out King Zhao of Chu."

"Wu has won! Wu has won!" "We have defeated Yue."

"There are beautiful white cranes dancing in the market, let's go take a look."

"Let us out! We are people of Wu!"

(End of this chapter)