Assault on Ghost Gate
The chilly and unnerving atmosphere at Ghost Gate was the product of their style.
Many Ghost Gate disciples were either stationed at cities or sent out to collect souls since it was prime time for stockpiling souls with the war taking place, the sect grounds were comparatively empty. With the strongest elders and disciples remaining being mere Body Synthesis Realm disciples, Elder Meng had no challenges slaughtering them.
“Welcome back.” Elder Meng opened his eyes and stood up on Narakade Bridge.
Descending from above, Mu Yu asked, “I saw the trail of corpses. Have you slain everyone?”
“No, only a number of them. The rest of them have holed up in Ghost Burrow, a deep and large hole at the centre of Ghost Gate. I can’t get enter the tunnel due to their formation there.” Elder Meng pointed into the abyss below the bridge. “If you want to exterminate every last one of them, the best approach is to haul all of the twins up from down there. Once you drag them out, they will be bereft of yin qi and, consequently, perish.”
“You can control corpses, can’t you? Why don’t you drag them up?”
“After you left, the formation repaired itself.”
“In that case, come with me.”
Mu Yu arrived at the border of aforementioned formation about a hundred metres from the bottom of the bridge. He used the same approach he used to tamper with the twins in Twins Corpse Field to corrode a whole in the barrier.
“Now!” Mu Yu jumped aside once he was done making a hole in the barrier.
Elder Meng injected a dark-red mist into the field of corpses below to draw the twins out before the hole closed. “Use your lightning!”
Mu Yu quickly created a lightning net over the hole. For every skeleton deleted from existence, a Ghost Gate disciple would start grimacing due to their twin trying to wrest control over their body.
If only I had enough time to refine them into pure spiritual energy, Mu Yu silently lamented, fully aware that only absorbing those skeletons with cultivation would allow the strategy to work. “I need to finish the others off before those three can make it back.”
Mu Yu spent fifteen minutes widening the hole and planting lightning formations around. “Keep going. I’m going to Ghost Burrow to kill the rest.”
“Got it.”
Mu Yu crossed the bloody bridge to officially enter Ghost Gate, a barren plain where plants that favoured cold weather thrived, littered with rubble stone. Dismembered corpses of Ghost Gate’s disciples were strewn across the plains, but their souls were nowhere in sight as Elder Meng crushed them.
Why isn’t Tian Ran here yet? I already sent her a signal.
Mu Yu made his way to Ghost Burrow, a crater a kilometre wide covered in a red ghost qi dome intended to keep Elder Meng out. Usually, it would have taken Mu Yu a while to figure out the formation to dispel it. Thankfully, he could now save time using his black and white spiritual energy!
Mu Yu’s black and white spiritual energy easily overwhelmed the dome, affording him passage into the abyss.
What’s with all these holes of varying sizes and doors with skulls carved on? There has to be thousands of these; it’s like I’m inside a beehive, Mu Yu thought.
Mu Yu could hear Ghost Gate’s disciples in the holes or outside them groaning, crying and screaming as their twins revolted. He cast formations around him as well as imbued Shadow Splitter Sword with energy to light up the interior. “This will make a fine grave for you all.”
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