Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

If we were to say which area near Xiangyang County best fits the image of a confluence of water veins and yin land, then...

Apart from the section where the Blackwater River and Liuyue Creek merge into the Duolong River, there is really no other place like it.

Without further delay, he raised his hand to retrieve the Mountain Woman Sword Slave, turned and left the deserted temple, heading straight out of the city.

The sun was setting, and the river breeze was blowing.

Upon reaching the outer bank of the Duolong River, one can see two rivers with distinctly different colors converging into one in the distance.

The water was a deep, dark black, murky like ink.

The water was bluish-green, with a dark, cold gleam.

Where the two bodies of water collide, the waves in the river surge and roll, and sometimes the undercurrent rises up, making the pebbles on the shore rustle.

The water was surging, and the river was several tens of feet wide.

Li Qian stood on the high place and squinted for a long time.

This place is truly terrifying.

Local residents often say that they swim in the river once in the height of summer.

Those that float to the surface again are often already downstream.

And most of them were already swollen and white floating corpses.

A thought struck him, and the Soul-Devouring Sword was already half an inch out of its sheath.

As soon as the sword touched this spot, a very subtle tremor emanated from it.

It wasn't exactly intense, but it was much clearer than when we had searched haphazardly throughout the county before.

This is it.

Li Qian then swiftly swooped down the riverbank.

This time, he no longer relied solely on vague intuition to explore.

They intend to use all sorts of methods at once.

Using the sword as a trace, he raised his hand and cast a tracking talisman, knowing that the fragments of the Soul-Devouring Sword must have similar auras.

He also used the Water Control Technique to sense the direction of the water veins.

At the same time, the Soul-Devouring Sword remained suspended by his side, using its subtle movements to help him calibrate his direction.

When they reached a shallow beach on the riverbank where rocks were half-buried, Li Qian suddenly paused.

The water here appears calm, but in reality, there are crisscrossing undercurrents at the bottom of the river, and the water vapor sinks deeper and deeper, creating a sense of deathly stillness.

The tracking talisman landed here, sank into the water, and disappeared within a few breaths.

Li Qian lightly flicked the blade with his finger.

The dark light flickered slightly.

The mountain hag leaped from the sword, transforming into a pale green shadow that sank straight down the water's surface.

Li Qian didn't let her get too close, only using her as a viewpoint to observe the water from afar.

He had not yet figured out what was so special about that fragment.

If it also has characteristics like capturing souls and spirits.

If you rashly get too close to the mountain hag, you're sending a lamb to the slaughter.

It would be a huge loss to lose such a useful swordsman for no reason.

He let her circle around the perimeter, while Li Qian used the underwater scenery reflected in her vision to look deeper into the water.

When I first saw it, it was just some mud, weeds, driftwood and dead bones.

Further in, the water became increasingly murky and dark, with a persistent, gloomy aura pressing heavily on the riverbed.

Suddenly, the mountain woman's view changed.

Li Qian's pupils contracted slightly.

Beneath the chaotic beach, half-buried, lay a dilapidated and abandoned shrine.

The gate of the ancestral hall was half collapsed, the beams and pillars were bent and broken, and the outside was covered with dark green moss.

At first glance, it blends almost seamlessly with the jumbled rocks at the bottom of the river.

If it weren't for his multiple methods and the presence of the mountain hag who could see things for him...

Even if you search with the naked eye, you might not find it even after walking around here ten times.

Although the underwater shrine was dilapidated, the interior was still vaguely discernible.

The old talismans pasted on the four walls are mottled, and large patches of blood have long since seeped into the bricks and stones.

Soaked in stagnant water, it turned black and purple, exuding an indescribable sense of filth.

On the central broken platform, half a broken sword is placed, diagonally inserted into the neck of the statue.

Only half of the sword blade and the broken edge are visible.

The surrounding area was damp with wisps of water seeping out from the cracks in the riverbed.

The blood flowed towards that broken sword, nourishing it day and night.

At that moment, the Soul-Devouring Sword trembled slightly.

More real than ever before.

Li Qian's gaze darkened slightly, revealing a degree of certainty.

That was undoubtedly a fragment.

Just as he was about to order the mountain woman to move a little closer so he could get a better look at the details around the abandoned shrine,

A sudden change occurred.

The muddy bottom of the river suddenly churned up.

One, two, three... in the blink of an eye.

From all directions, large, pale shadows struggled to emerge from the mud and weeds.

They surrounded the abandoned shrine with dense, overwhelming numbers.

Those things were all drowned corpses and evil spirits.

The bodies that drowned years ago and sank to the bottom of the river are now being stirred up again by some force.

They did not appear to be ordinary drowned corpses.

Each corpse was shrouded in a dark gray aura.

It contains the damp, cold, and lifeless atmosphere accumulated in the water over the years.

It also carries the stench of decay that only comes after a corpse has turned to dust, an image of water evil and corpse evil intertwined.

As soon as the Mountain Woman Sword Slave got close enough, the horde of drowned corpses seemed to sense her presence.

They all turned their heads and rushed forward in droves.

Its agility was no less than that of a live fish, and it approached the mountain hag, carrying with it clusters of yin energy.

Li Qian immediately raised his finger and hooked it.

The mountain hag's shadow flashed, and she immediately withdrew from the water, disappearing back into the sword.

"trouble."

He stood on the riverbank, gazing into the distance at the unseen expanse of the riverbed.

Given this situation, it's perfectly reasonable for the demon race to wait three years to retrieve the sword.

At that time, it was mostly because the fragments were nurtured to a sufficient degree before their own birth, or perhaps the demon race had other preparations in place.

Right now, outside this abandoned underwater shrine, the group of drowned corpses alone is enough to give anyone a headache.

The water is their home ground, and it is also home to both corpse evil and water evil, plus they have to guard against the sneak attacks of the fragments.

If an ordinary warrior went down there, nine times out of ten he wouldn't even be able to reach the temple gate before being dragged to his death at the bottom of the river.

Without a grandmaster intervening to stop the river's flow, forcibly breaking into the bottom of the shrine would indeed be unrealistic.

Thinking of this, Li Qian smiled slowly.

"Unfortunately, I am a cultivator of immortality."

His spiritual energy circulated slightly, and his water spiritual root moved with his thoughts.

The river beneath my feet seemed to sense something, and a layer of fine ripples on the surface gently subsided.

The water here is a natural barrier for outsiders.

But for him, that might not be the case.

However, one thing still made him suspicious.

These drowned corpses were clearly drawn by some force, which is why they have lingered outside the abandoned shrine for so many years.

They guarded the broken sword like a pack of dogs protecting their food.

In other words, the extraordinary power revealed by that fragment is most likely some kind of ability to control corpses and remains.

If that's the case, once this object merges with the Soul-Devouring Sword in my hand...

Thinking of this, Li Qian's heart burned even more intensely.

He raised his hand and took out several items from his Sumeru Ring.

Three water-avoiding talismans, two evil-repelling talismans, and four purification talismans.

The water-avoiding talisman needs no further explanation; the evil-repelling talisman allows one to quickly escape danger; and the purification talisman increases the lethality against drowned corpses.

These are all highly functional talismans.

He then placed a bottle of pills specifically designed to counteract the putrid smell of corpses on the blue stone beside him.

He then took out a Spirit Recovery Pill and a Meridian Protection Pill, and swallowed them one after the other.

In case the spiritual energy is greatly depleted after entering the water, and there is no time to replenish the spiritual energy.

After doing all this, he sat down cross-legged and regulated his breathing for a moment, raising his own energy to its highest level.

The river breeze rustled, causing my robes to flutter lightly.

When Li Qian opened his eyes again, all the distracting thoughts had vanished, leaving only a cold, clear gaze.

He stood up and placed several talismans in key locations on the shore to create an escape route.

He then used the Water Control Technique to condense a thin layer of water around his body, separating him from the corpse evil energy that might approach him later.

Once everything is in place.

He looked up at the turbulent current in the middle of the river.

"Since we're already here..."

"We can't have a bunch of rotting corpses blocking the door."

Li Qian lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his entire body, like a black shadow, swept straight into the river.

Its body broke through the water's surface and sank straight towards the abandoned shrine.