I flew on a sword at the magic academy

"You are clearly devoid of life, so why are you still alive?" On the horizon, one of the three important figures took the initiative to ask. With supreme holy weapons in hand, they naturally had nothing to fear.

"Only the physical body is dead, but the soul is still alive, isn't it?" The old freak let out a sinister laugh.

"The flesh god is dead, yet he still lingers in the world with a wisp of his divine soul... How is this possible?!"

"How did you do that?"

The three important figures pressed them for answers simultaneously, and they all found it incredible.

As far as they know, once the physical body's life force is cut off, even if the soul does not die, if a new physical body cannot be found as soon as possible, then it cannot exist for long and will be forcibly erased by the laws of heaven and earth.

"Don't look at me with those strange eyes. If I could live a good life, who would want to walk in this world looking like a monster? Back then, if I hadn't been cursed by that old Rakshasa demon's Seven Killings Curse, I wouldn't be in this state..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, many of the older generation of powerful figures present showed surprise.

"Old Demon Rakshasa? Who is this person?" Jiang Yue asked in a low voice to an elder of the Nangong family beside her.

"To be precise, that's not a human, but an old ghost that even saints would be wary of," the elder of the Nangong family said in a deep voice.

According to him, Rakshasa was once a ghost king in the ghost realm, and later obtained the Seven Killings Curse from the Lord of Mount Tai through some unknown channel.

"The first time the Rakshasa Demon King appeared in the history books of the human race was during the Zhaogu era, four million years ago, which caused quite a stir."

According to historical records, his own strength was not actually very strong, at most only at the level of a half-step great power.

"If you say he's strong, he can't beat anyone; but if you say he's weak, he can exchange blows with anyone. Especially his signature move—the Seven Killings Curse—once you're hit, there's almost no way to escape it. Even saints have to be wary of him."

The Seven Killings Curse is an extremely strange and mysterious curse technique that can instantly cause a person's physical body to decay and perish, making it impossible to rebuild.

A soul without a physical body cannot survive in the world for long. To live, one must pledge allegiance to the Rebellious Ghost King and become his ghost servant, because only he has a way to evade the detection of the Heavenly Dao.

"If you can't reshape your physical body, can't you still possess someone else's body?" Jiang Yue pressed.

As far as she knew, some old monsters whose lifespans were nearing their end would extract their souls before dying and seek out a suitable person to possess, so as to live a second life.

"It's useless. You're haunted by a curse. No matter how you try to reshape your body or possess someone else's, it will be corrupted in an instant. You can't live long," explained the elder of the Nangong family.

"It's truly an unsolvable curse. No wonder even saints are wary of it." Jiang Yue felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

"Is this Rakshasa Demon King still alive?" Jiang Yue continued to ask.

According to historical records, the Rakshasa King first appeared in the human world four million years ago during the Zhaogu era. After such a long period of time, he should have died long ago, right?

"I don't know. Although the lifespan of ghost beings is longer than that of humans, the Rakshasa Ghost King's strength is only at the level of a half-step great being, and his lifespan is at most a few thousand years. However, he has a special channel to contact the Lord of Mount Tai. I personally think there is a high probability that he is still alive in the world," the elder of the Nangong family replied.

Lord Taishan is a very mysterious ancient god. Since the Rakshasa Ghost King could obtain the Seven Killings Curse, a secret technique of cursing and killing, from Him, he might also be able to obtain a method of prolonging life from Him.

"The aura of the elixir... If I take the elixir, perhaps I can purify the curse energy of the Seven Killings Curse." The old eccentric coughed as he walked forward unsteadily.

Everyone in the city lord's mansion felt a chill run down their spines. This was a figure who rivaled the city lord of Nangong in their generation, and his strength was undoubtedly unfathomable.

Jiang Yue frowned. The arrival of three powerful figures wielding supreme holy weapons was already enough to instill despair, and now an inhuman old monster had also appeared. The Asura Killing Array set up by City Lord Nangong probably wouldn't last much longer.

"I have some sacred fruits here. You should refine them and send them to Lord Nangong as soon as possible." Jiang Yue took out an exquisite brocade box containing the sacred fruits she had picked in the Valley of the Dead.

"King Xiang is generous!"

The elders of the Nangong family bowed and expressed their gratitude. While refining the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine, they were also racing against time to refine the Sacred Fruit. As long as the city lord of Nangong's condition improved, they could definitely eliminate all troubles!

Suddenly, a strong wind arose in the sky, and four more figures emerged shakily from the void, all wearing loose black cloaks that covered their entire bodies. As they walked, a faint cracking sound could be heard, the sound of bones grinding together.

They were shrouded in a thick aura of death, and no trace of life could be sensed from them.

Clearly, these four people had also been struck by the Seven Killing Curse of the Rakshasa Demon King. Their physical bodies had completely decayed, leaving only a wisp of their souls dragging their skeletal frames to eke out a living in this world.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to see someone like me again. Today's trip has been full of surprises."

"Stop talking nonsense. Once we break this bird formation and consume the elixir, we might be able to purify the cursed energy on our bodies and rebuild our physical forms."

The four inhuman, ghostly figures in black robes simultaneously spoke in hoarse voices, like dull knives grinding ice, and in a few flashes they arrived above the city lord's mansion.

"You youngsters are really useless. You can't even break a small Asura Killing Array. The Supreme Sacred Weapon is just scrap metal in your hands. Get out of the way and stop getting in the way."

One of them rudely drove away the three mysterious figures who possessed supreme holy weapons.

The three important figures exchanged glances but said nothing more, silently retreating into the distance. With supreme holy weapons in hand, they were naturally not afraid of those few living dead; they simply did not want to strain their relationship, since their goals were the same.

The five undead took a step forward simultaneously. One of them made the first move, and a white arm bone stretched out from his black robe, emanating an unfathomable power, attempting to erase the runes of the Asura Killing Array.

The others also made their moves, with deep green beams shooting out from between their eyebrows, piercing straight through the void.

It was a spiritual force that gave people an indescribable feeling, a sense of oppression, like the flickering light of a will-o'-the-wisp, yet it made people feel uneasy.

"Such powerful mental strength..." Everyone in the city lord's mansion showed solemn expressions.

"Their physical bodies are dead, only a wisp of their soul remains. Their cultivation level can no longer be improved, so they can only work on the spiritual realm. It's not surprising that they have such spiritual power," said an elder of the Nangong family.

"After so many years, just how powerful have the spiritual energy of these living dead reached? It's unimaginable."

It was clear that those undead hadn't used their full strength yet; they were merely testing the Asura Killing Formation.

"It's already this sophisticated even though it was hastily constructed. If given enough time, to what extent could he perfect this corner of the killing formation?"

"If it were improved a few more times, even if we all worked together, we wouldn't be able to break it without using the ultimate holy weapon."

After the five undead exchanged a few words, a thick black mist emanated from their bodies, instantly covering the entire sky for miles around.

The spiritual power of these people became even more terrifying. It was as if something in the void was cracking, and a crisp cracking sound came out.

The next moment, the Hall of Mental Cultivation suddenly collapsed, revealing the underground palace beneath.

It was protected by dozens of intricate restrictions and seals, but under the power of the five living dead, it was still ravaged beyond recognition and was on the verge of collapse and destruction.

Seeing this scene, the city lord and his men felt a chill run down their spines. The opponent could directly penetrate the barrier of the Asura Killing Array and instantly turn the Yangxin Hall into ruins. How could they possibly resist such a method?

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

But upon hearing three loud bangs, the aura of the five undead changed drastically. A chilling wave of divine consciousness surged from their bodies, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the stars and moon to lose their light. The runes of the Asura Killing Array were being devoured and obliterated at a visible speed.

"Oh no! Stop them!"

The expressions of the many powerful figures from the Nangong family and the Beiyu Division changed drastically, and they all unleashed their natal weapons to attack the five undead.

The Supreme God's Weeping Throne was firmly suppressed and unable to recover. The Asura Killing Array was their last line of defense. They had to hold out until the City Lord of Nangong's condition improved and he could awaken again, otherwise there would truly be no hope.

However, before their natal battle weapons could even leave the city lord's mansion, they were crushed into dust by the five living dead with their divine sense, like mud oxen sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even a ripple.

"Pfft," "Pfft," "Pfft"...

After a few soft sounds, the dozens of powerful figures in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation suddenly exploded into pieces without any explanation, without even being able to let out a scream.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye; no one else had time to react or even offer any assistance.

Dozens of powerful figures were instantly wiped out, making them seem so vulnerable.

"Everyone, step back! Don't make any rash moves!" an elder of the Nangong family roared, ordering everyone to spread out and not gather together.

Despite this, people continued to die tragically, their bodies suddenly exploding and shattering into pieces without any apparent reason.

The spiritual power of those five undead could directly penetrate the barrier of the Asura Killing Array and kill anyone indiscriminately within the City Lord's Mansion, while they could do nothing about it. This sense of powerlessness filled them with despair.

"You filthy, inhuman creatures, do you dare to fight me?"

A slightly immature voice rang out, and the world fell silent for a moment. Everyone looked toward the source of the voice, only to see Jiang Yue standing with her hands behind her back in front of the Yangxin Hall underground palace.

"Little girl, you have quite the nerve. You should know that even if your ancestor were to come back to life, he wouldn't dare speak to us in such a tone."

Upon seeing Jiang Yue's age and cultivation level, the five living dead couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Such a junior was like an insignificant ant in their eyes, not worth their personal efforts to kill.

"You filthy creatures who don't live in the sewers and can't see the light of day, I can beat you to a pulp with just one hand," Jiang Yue said proudly.

Upon hearing Jiang Yue refer to herself as "this king," one of the living dead immediately became interested. Ignoring Jiang Yue's insults, he asked in a sinister tone, "You call yourself this king, but from which kingdom are you a king?"

"The Great Xia Dynasty, Prince Xiang!"

"The Great Xia Dynasty? The current emperor is really confused. He actually bestowed a royal title upon a six-year-old girl." Another living dead sneered disdainfully.

"So what if you're six? I can beat you all to a pulp with just one hand!" Jiang Yue was incredibly arrogant, but she looked too young and spoke in a childish voice, lacking any imposing presence.

"Your Highness Prince Xiang, come back quickly!" An elder of the Nangong family shouted anxiously to Jiang Yue, while other prominent figures also sent her telepathic messages, urging her to stop provoking him.

Even powerful experts were powerless to resist. How could Jiang Yue, who was only in the mid-stage of the Void God Realm, possibly fight against those five living dead?

This time, Jiang Yue brought the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine and the Water of the Undying Spring. This was an immense favor, and they didn't want to see anything happen to her.

"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with these undead." Jiang Yue secretly transmitted her thoughts to the members of the Nangong family with her divine sense. She had no intention of retreating. Instead, she straightened her back and took a few steps forward.

"You filthy creature living in the sewers, do you dare to fight me?"

Jiang Yue now held a "brick" in her hand. It was dark black, square, and about the size of a palm. It was the Qiankun Seal that she had obtained in the Cloud Sea Pavilion.

This spiritual weapon is very special. It cannot be controlled or used with magic power, but its material is exceptionally sturdy and has a strong destructive effect on people's mental state. Perhaps it can be used to deal with those five living dead. This is also the basis for Jiang Yue's daring to stand up and clamor.

"Shut up! We're just too lazy to bother with a tiny, insignificant ant like you, and you're already pushing your luck?"

A living dead man sneered, and a wisp of divine consciousness transformed into a sword shape, piercing straight through the Asura Killing Array and heading towards Jiang Yue's brow and spiritual altar.

Ordinary cultivators cannot condense their spiritual power into a tangible form, but because their physical bodies are dead, they can no longer cultivate like normal cultivators. They can only work on the spiritual level, and their spiritual power has been cultivated to the pinnacle, capable of killing people invisibly.

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Yue condensed several chains of divine order, tightly binding the Qiankun Seal, and then swung it around once before throwing it forward.

With a metallic clang, the sound pierced through the air as the sword formed from divine consciousness, the Qiankun Seal, collided with the other sword. Jiang Yue was thrown back dozens of meters by the sound wave before she could barely regain her footing.