I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 32: The Divide of Yin and Yang, the Burial of the Emperor's Corpse in the Yin Mausoleum

"What happened?"

"Why won't you let us leave?"

Some people from smaller factions and families felt uneasy and disliked the feeling of being imprisoned, but dared not voice their complaints.

"Are these powerful families sealing off the battlefield of King's Fall because they fear some of us might abscond with valuable treasures?"

"How could we possibly obtain something that even these powerful families couldn't find?"

Many members of small families gathered together to discuss the matter. When they learned that the reason those important figures had sealed off this place was because of the treasure of the Western magical world—the Adoran Scripture—their eyes lit up with excitement.

This is a legendary treasure, containing many profound and powerful magic spells. Whoever obtains it can quickly become a world-renowned great magician, bringing their family's power to unprecedented heights.

The powerful figures from several extraordinary families were determined to obtain it. If they could not find the legendary Adoran Scripture, they did not know how long they would have to seal off the battlefield of Wangyun.

Shi Daohan retreated silently to the edge of Wang Yun's battlefield, where an invisible spatial barrier blocked her path.

Although Cardinal Wan could break the restrictions of this spatial barrier, doing so might alert those important figures.

With no other option, Shi Daohan could only sneak around the outskirts of the battlefield where Wang Yun was fighting, trying to avoid being searched by several powerful families.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at a dark, deep pool.

"This place..." Shi Daohan looked surprised.

A large mountain in front of us is shaped like a giant tortoise, and combined with the deep pool in front of us, it perfectly matches the feng shui pattern of "the tortoise drinking from a spring".

In the Eastern Chinese philosophy, the tortoise is a symbol of longevity. However, the mountaintop of that mountain cracked open, turning the longevity tortoise into a wounded one. What should have been a place of auspicious feng shui became an inauspicious place that gathers yin and evil spirits.

"It doesn't look like a natural crack; it looks more like it was caused by humans." Shi Daohan narrowed his eyes, staring at the broken edge of the mountain in front of him.

That broken section almost cleaved the entire mountain in two, disrupting the feng shui pattern of the turtle drinking from the spring and turning this place into an ominous spot where yin energy gathers and evil spirits accumulate.

Shi Daohan then turned her gaze to the deep pool in front of her. If her deduction was correct, there must be a large tomb at the bottom of this pool, and the person who buried the tomb must be of high status.

Given that the tomb of the Demon Emperor Immortal in the Pot is nearby, the large tomb at the bottom of this pool is most likely a burial tomb.

"To be buried alongside the Demon Emperor, the tomb's occupant must be of very high status, at least a king or marquis among the demon race."

Shi Daohan muttered to himself, then revealed a playful smile and said, "Since you've all gone to snatch the divine treasures inside the Demon Emperor's mausoleum, then I'll take the opportunity here."

She cast a water-repelling spell and jumped into the black pool with a "plop." At first, there was a purple divine glow on the surface of the water, but it quickly calmed down and dimmed.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and with a soft splash, Shi Daohan emerged from the water, his entire body covered in a layer of black frost.

"Bang"

The black frost covered Shi Daohan's entire body like armor, but she broke through it with her protective divine light, shattering it into black ice shards all over the ground.

"My God, you're freezing to death, you little devil!"

Shi Daohan's face was bluish-purple, her whole body was trembling, and she was shivering from the cold. A purple protective aura kept flowing out of her body, dispelling the cold.

You could see wisps of black mist rising from her body, and the surrounding vegetation was covered with a thick layer of frost, which then crumbled into dust in an instant.

The area within a radius of several meters was frozen solid, and many stones made a cracking sound as they broke, the bone-chilling cold penetrating straight to one's soul.

Shi Daohan refused to believe in superstitions. After resting for a while, he jumped into the black pool with a "plop".

This time, it took more than two hours for her to surface. She was practically an ice sculpture, her body radiating a bone-chilling cold that made her teeth chatter.

This time, it took her fifteen minutes to break through the black frost on her body. Her fair skin was frozen into a dark purple color, and every pore was spewing out black mist and cold air. The surrounding vegetation was withered and desolate.

A long time passed before Shi Daohan finally dispelled the chill in his body and sat on the ground, lost in thought.

She had just descended more than a thousand meters, but still couldn't see the end or the great tomb she had imagined. All she saw was an ancient stone tablet with the three ancient characters "[Netherworld Pool]" written on it.

It's not a script from the West, but their ancient script from the East, China.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Shi Daohan jumped up from the ground in surprise, looked at the distant black volcano, then at the bottomless black pool in front of him, and exclaimed, "I understand! The Demon Emperor established two tombs, one yin and one yang, representing the two extremes!"

She carefully carved on the ground, depicting the battlefield of Wang Yun according to a certain scale, and then marked the locations of the great volcano and the black water pool. Overall, it looked like a Yin-Yang diagram!

"The two polarities are formed by the interplay of Yin and Yang. Gu Yuanzhong was stained with endless blood and should be buried in Yangling. Therefore, his body should be buried in Yinling!" Shi Daohan was overwhelmed with emotion. He never expected that the Demon Emperor in the Pot would design his tomb in such a meticulous way.

"Why would he use Yin and Yang to design his tomb?" Shi Daohan wondered. She had never seen such a tomb before and wondered what the Demon Emperor in the Pot's purpose was in doing this.

She arrived at the edge of the Netherworld Pool, her brows furrowed. This pool contained endless killing intent; no matter how many people entered, they would die.

She almost drowned underwater just now. If it weren't for the special treasure she was carrying, she would probably be at the bottom of the pool by now.

"The Demon Emperor's corpse is undoubtedly the greatest treasure. If we can obtain it, we can definitely forge a terrifying weapon of at least the Dao Ming level," Shi Daohan muttered to himself.

However, though the opportunity is great, there is no life to seize it. There is a terrifying killing trap in the Netherworld Pool. Once it is triggered, no matter how many people come, they will all die without a burial place.

She turned to look at the several top experts above the volcano, but quickly shook her head. Even if these so-called big shots went in, they would only be corpses used to fill the pit, and wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, try again!"

Shi Daohan walked towards the Netherworld Pool again. The value of the Demon Emperor's corpse was immeasurable, and she really didn't want to miss it, so she decided to take the risk and try again.

She held a black gold token in her hand. It was the token of the previous leader of the Shu Mountain Sect, called the Eight Desolations Token. It did not have any earth-shattering destructive power, but its defensive power was unparalleled in the world.

At that time, inside the Demon Emperor's mausoleum, Shi Daohan was able to withstand the extremely violent pressure of the Demon Emperor entirely thanks to this Eight Desolations Token.

"All gods and deities, all the predecessors and sages of Mount Shu, please protect your disciple so that he may successfully obtain the body of the Demon Emperor."

Shi Daohan bowed respectfully to the four directions, then took a deep breath and prepared to jump into the Netherworld Pool once again. However, at this moment, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the pool, and a ferocious beast floated up and down in it.

Its entire body was pitch black, as if cast from black gold, and its fur was like steel needles, reflecting a cold, eerie light.

It has a bizarre shape with three heads. The head in the middle looks like an ape, while the two on the left and right resemble jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, roaring in the water.

Shi Daohan quickly erected a protective divine light, but he could still feel his soul trembling.

"I never imagined that such a thing actually existed, inhabiting an extremely yin and evil place."

This ferocious creature is called the Netherworld Beast. It usually only appears in extremely dangerous places. It is incredibly powerful, and its roar can shatter a person's soul.

"roar!"

The Netherworld Beast burst forth from the water, stirring up boundless black waves, and lunged at Shi Daohan.

"Clang!"

Shi Daohan directly summoned his natal flying sword, cutting through space to keep out the icy, bone-chilling black water that was pounding towards him. Then, he used the sword to inscribe the character "seal" in the void.

"You vile beast, why haven't you submitted to the law?!"

She gave a soft shout, and the character "封" in the void instantly became dazzling, as if it were carved from jade, and flew forward with a whoosh.

"Bang"

The radiant "Seal" character was firmly imprinted on the head in the very center of the Netherworld Beast, emitting a hissing sound, and wisps of chilling black mist rose up like steam.

"roar"

The Nether Beast roared and violently shook its body. Its two heads, shaped like jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, suddenly rose up, spitting out a blazing bolt of lightning and a bolt of black Netherfire, respectively, as if the surrounding space was about to melt.

Shi Daohan was startled and quickly retreated dozens of meters. She flipped her long sword, which emitted a series of clear and melodious sword sounds. Purple sword shadows and sword lights appeared around her and then swept forward in unison.

"Zheng zheng zheng"

Lightning crackled and black ghostly flames raged, clashing with endless sword beams and unleashing terrifying energy fluctuations.

"boom"

Shi Daohan formed a hand seal, and the phantom images of five sacred mountains and four magnificent rivers appeared behind her, forming a great seal—the Mountain and River Seal!

An overwhelming force swept down, and the head of the Netherworld Beast in the very center shot out two beams of blood-red light from its eyes, striking the majestic and magnificent Mountain and River Seal with a deafening roar.

"Splash!"

Five dark purple chains emerged from Shi Daohan's palms and fingers, tightly binding the Netherworld Beast's body and restricting its movements.

The Netherworld Beast struggled violently, its entire body erupting with a monstrous black light. It forcefully broke Shi Daohan's Order God Chains, turned around, jumped back into the Netherworld Pool, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Damn! It managed to get away!"

Shi Daohan cursed. She was absolutely confident that she could suppress the Netherworld Beast, but in the end, it still escaped right under her nose.

"What happened? Could it be that my power has diminished because I haven't been cultivating for a while?"

She hurried to the edge of the Netherworld Pool, which was now boiling over as if something was about to burst forth, several times more powerful than the Netherworld Beast. Its terrifying aura spread in all directions, chilling to the bone.

The area within a radius of nearly 100 meters was almost entirely frozen, covered with a thick layer of black frost. When the cold wind blew, many rocks and plants turned into dust.

"The Yinling Tomb is rarely seen in the world, so how could a Netherworld Beast suddenly appear?" Shi Daohan muttered to himself, then a possibility occurred to him: "Could it be because of my unintentional action just now?"

When she dived into the Netherworld Pool for the second time, she saw an ancient and broken stone tablet. She pulled it out and threw it into the depths of the pool to see how deep it was. It was probably this action that triggered some kind of mechanism or restriction of the Netherworld.

Just then, waves surged and churned on the surface of the Netherworld Pool, and a large group of figures clad in black iron armor rushed out from the water, each wielding a spear, halberd, or lance, exuding a deathly aura.

Amidst the raging waves, ancient and dilapidated war chariots emerged from the Netherworld Pool, each carrying a tall figure clad in black iron armor.

Shi Daohan quickly retreated several hundred meters, holding his natal flying sword horizontally in front of him, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"This is really strange. So many years have passed, how come there are still armies guarding this Yin Tomb?"

"Whoosh"

Just as she was lost in thought, a black arrow flew swiftly towards her, its tip still wreathed in undying ghostly fire.

"when"

Shi Daohan flicked his finger, unleashing a sword beam that collided with the arrow, shattering simultaneously. Black netherfire flew everywhere, scorching the ground.

"Swish, swish, swish"

The sound of arrows piercing the air was incessant as a rain of arrows pierced through the black mist and fell from the sky, bringing a chilling and burning sensation that was both soul-piercing and bone-deep.

"Clang clang clang"

Shi Daohan unleashed his sword technique, his longsword rapidly spinning, creating countless sword shadows and sword beams. Hundreds of sword lights shot into the sky, their energy ripples surging outwards like waves.

At the same time, the broken ancient chariots had already rushed close, and the ghost soldiers on the chariots were wielding spears and lances, slashing towards Shi Daohan's head.

"It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles, and my skills have become quite rusty. Today, I'll use you evil spirits as practice!"

Shi Daohan snorted coldly, transformed into a streak of purple light, and charged forward with his sword, engaging in a fierce battle with the lifeless Yin soldiers.

Brilliant sword lights and sword beams crisscrossed, annihilating all sides, and the Yin soldiers were all cut down, turning into wisps of black smoke that drifted away with the wind.

"break!"

With a soft shout, Shi Daohan's purple-blue thumb ring on his left hand burst forth with a thousand auspicious rays of light, obliterating a large number of Yin soldiers.

"Bang"

She slapped the two dilapidated ancient war chariots that rushed close, sending them flying into dust in mid-air.

She moved with unparalleled ease, slaughtering her way through the army. One by one, the ghostly soldiers turned into black smoke and vanished under her sword, and ancient war chariots were shattered and obliterated by her.

After dealing with most of the Yin soldiers, Shi Daohan raised his hand and cast several chains of divine order, imprisoning one of the Yin soldiers in front of him.

"I'll see if you're human or demons!"

(End of this chapter)