Chapter 248
Chapter 248
Li Guang sighed inwardly at how completely carried away Chen Daji had become.
*Good Brother, if Challenging the Ghost King were that simple, wouldn’t the world have fallen into chaos long ago?!*
Since they would face the truth soon enough, Li Guang could not be bothered to explain it in detail.
Better to let them live happily a little longer than spend the time weeping…
Hua Jiunan kept silent for the same reason.
He merely asked Eighth Master Chang to pick up speed and travel alongside the Snow Corpse.
“Uncle, leave the enemy to me when we encounter them.”
“If I cannot defeat them, then you can act.”
The Snow Corpse’s honest, ugly face showed hesitation.
Only after a long moment did his expression ease, and he slowly nodded.
“Good!”
As the saying went, a mountain in sight could run a horse to death.
After racing for an entire day and night, they finally reached the boundary dividing yin from yang.
Two Realms Mountain was not a solitary peak but an immense and endless mountain range.
Like a colossal dragon stretched across the sky, it divided the realms of yin and yang.
The entire range was formed from bloodstained blades, every one pointing upward.
Over millions of years, countless evil ghosts who sought to escape to the mortal realm by Challenging the Ghost King had become trapped here.
Naked, they screamed as they climbed toward the summit.
Those with the strongest wills struggled all the way to the top, only to be kicked back down before they could rejoice.
Those unable to endure the pain fell straight from the mountainside.
Together with the ones thrown from the summit, they plunged into the churning lake of boiling oil at the foot of the mountain and were scalded until their skin split and their flesh burst open.
Ghost Soldiers then fished them out with pitchforks, tied them to red-hot copper pillars, and beat them savagely.
Once the beating ended, they were driven back in groups to climb the mountain of blades again.
The cycle repeated without end…
If the Yin-Yang Realm felt deathly still, this place was despair itself.
It was the kind of despair where even one more second of existence meant limitless torment.
Gloomy clouds of sorrow congealed across ten thousand miles!
Chen Daji, who had been brimming with confidence, wilted the moment he saw this horrifying scene.
“Holy freaking shit!”
“How… how the fuck are we supposed to beat this?!”
“Fatty Zhao, Master Ji orders you to serve as the vanguard! Go scout out the enemy!”
Zhao Fei was no fool. He shook his head like a rattle-drum.
“Get lost, Little Chicken!”
“Go yourself! Don’t fucking try to con me!”
Only after cursing him did Zhao Fei suddenly remember that the Yin-Yang Realm was Chen Daji’s territory.
He sneaked a glance at Li Guang and relaxed only after seeing that the general was not angry.
*Ah, being someone’s grandson feels terrible!*
*I had a chance to be the father, but I failed to treasure it…*
Eighth Master Chang’s voice interrupted Zhao Fei’s wandering thoughts.
“Young master physician, the enemy looks awfully fierce!”
“How about we… I mean, how about I carry you away first and leave this place to the little bastard…?”
Seeing that he was about to be left to “hold the line alone,” Chen Daji hurriedly “charged into battle” on his horse.
“We’re already here! What the hell is there to be scared of?”
“Let me go ask what’s going on!”
With a horse beneath him and the ox-horn dagger in his hand, Chen Daji bellowed at the swarm of ghosts before Two Realms Mountain.
“My Big Brother has come for the trial called Challenging the Ghost King! Somebody who still breathes, get out here and welcome us!”
The Ghost Soldiers before Two Realms Mountain merely raised their heads slowly and gave Chen Daji bland looks through hollow, lifeless eyes.
Then they returned to their duties. No one paid him the slightest attention.
Being utterly ignored wounded what little remained of Chen Daji’s pride.
“Holy crap, now you’re going too far!”
“Nobody’s even answering me. Who the hell are you looking down on?!”
He was about to take out his slingshot and fire at a Ghost Soldier’s crotch, but thought better of this “suicidal” idea and lowered his hand.
Fortunately, an old ghost appeared in time and rescued Chen Daji from the embarrassment of talking to himself.
The old ghost stood no more than one meter tall, and his stooped, hunchbacked posture made him look even shorter and stranger.
His head seemed to hang all the way down into his trousers.
His tattered clothes were covered in patches and holes.
Whenever the wind blew, it exposed his skeletal body beneath.
“Young General, if you seek someone who still breathes to welcome your honored party, you have come to the wrong place.”
“There is no one like that here…”
Chen Daji froze, then abruptly understood.
How had he forgotten that he was in the Yin-Yang Realm?!
Li Guang’s expression turned grave when the old ghost appeared.
He rode forward and cupped his hands in salute.
“It has been a thousand years, Ghost Elder. Have you been well?”