Chapter 733: Enter

Chapter 733: Enter

Listening to the words of these mummified lamas, Li Huowang began to understand the consequences of a Siming who governed death moving erratically.

"It is precisely because of this that the grass of Qingqiu has now entirely died. Once the grass is gone, the cattle and sheep will perish. When the livestock are all dead, the people will follow."

"If the deaths continue, I fear Qingqiu will revert into a mound of the dead once more."

"Death ought to be the ultimate rest and conclusion, yet now, with the Great Black Sky stirring, the number of dead throughout the world will only swell unceasingly."

However, upon hearing this, a flicker of confusion suddenly surfaced in Li Huowang's heart. Shouldn't the current mass casualties be due to the invasion of Yu'er Shen and the havoc wrought by the Fa Sect?

How had it become an entirely different chain of causality in this fellow's mouth?

Li Huowang remained half-doubting of the words uttered by this speaker.

"Master, I deeply regret that the grass of Qingqiu is dying, but what does that have to do with my journey to Fengdu? I am not going for any other purpose; I merely wish to find someone in Fengdu."

"Telling me this is of no use, as I cannot help. For matters like this, you ought to seek out Xuanpin and the others."

Regardless of what anyone else said, Li Huowang had not forgotten his original purpose. He needed to ensure his own survival, like a clay Buddha crossing a river, before worrying about anything else.

A sudden creaking sound rang out as the rope suspending a neck snapped unexpectedly, causing a mummified corpse to drop straight from midair, landing directly before Li Huowang.

Its shriveled, shell-like head twisted with great difficulty into an expression of extreme rage.

"Now that the Great Black Sky has stirred, where do you think he is moving? Naturally within Fengdu! The Great Black Sky Om Ah Hum returns to perfect enlightenment! You would not even need to touch him! By merely casting a single glance at him, you would find it difficult to die even if you wished to!"

Li Huowang's brow furrowed tightly. Siming—he strained to recall everything he had witnessed back within Baiyujing.

So much time had passed in the world that Li Huowang had forgotten most of it, yet those fragmented shards alone were enough to make his body tremble involuntarily.

During the rare few instances Li Huowang had encountered a Siming, apart from Jizai, whether it was Doumu or Ba Hui, he had been utterly less than an ant before them.

Furthermore, in those situations, they had not even descended to the mortal realm, appearing merely as incarnations or casting a distant gaze upon him.

A Siming, a Siming who governed death—did he truly possess the qualifications now to retrieve what he desired from the side of such a being?

Yet if he did not cultivate the False, prolonged delay in his current state would only bring harm to both himself and others.

Searching for an alternative solution at a moment's notice yielded nothing. The Fa Sect was still rampaging, and now was certainly not the time to hesitate.

Caught in a dilemma, Li Huowang stood rooted to the spot, pondering with utmost seriousness for a long while before turning his gaze to the mummified corpse before him. "Since you are so familiar with this so-called Great Black Sky, you must surely possess a method to evade him?"

Catching the slight movement within the sunken eyes of the corpse, Li Huowang immediately pressed on: "Since Xuanpin has spoken with you, you should be well aware of my identity and how difficult the situation with the Fa Sect is to handle right now."

"If the Fa Sect truly launches a counteroffensive, how long can your Bardo Temple hold out?"

"I harbor no foolish delusions of matching strength with the Great Black Sky. I merely wish to enter Fengdu to find a medicinal catalyst, and the moment I find it, I shall return."

"With a great enemy at the gates, helping me is helping yourselves."

The roomful of mummified corpses remained silent. They seemed to be reflecting deeply, as though still harboring reservations.

Right at that moment, however, the surrounding temple hall began to tremble violently. Li Huowang looked toward the doorway and was instantly struck with alarm.

"What are you all still hesitating for! Do you not see! Another double-hour has vanished! Must all eleven double-hours disappear entirely before you are willing to act?"

Finally, these words moved them. The mummified lamas nodded toward Li Huowang. "Very well. If you wish to try, I shall not stop you."

"However, I must warn you that even if we are willing to assist, Fengdu remains exceptionally perilous. You must look out for yourself."

"Enough, at a time like this, spare me the pointless talk and hurry!" Hearing this, Li Huowang finally released the Innate Primal Qi within him, dispersing the illusion he had just cultivated.

Indeed, the time had not actually vanished; Li Huowang simply felt that if he did not apply some pressure, these old relics would likely refuse to aid him.

If the cultivation of reality and illusion bore no side effects, it had to be said that it was truly a magnificent divine ability.

Before long, Li Huowang was led into a meditation room surrounded entirely by candles.

He initially assumed this was the entrance to Fengdu, only to hear the mummified lamas instruct him to sit cross-legged.

As Li Huowang sat cross-legged in the center of the meditation room, the lamas gathered around him and took up the same posture.

"Remember this well: upon entering Fengdu, regardless of whether you find the medicinal catalyst, you may only tarry for three double-hours. The moment you hear the sound of the wheel, return immediately without a moment's delay."

"Understood!" Li Huowang rested his hands upon his knees and slowly closed his eyes.

The mummified lamas opened their mouths slowly, chanting incomprehensible scriptures.

".̢͔̮̖̠͇̝̳̪̩̩̥͎͔̞̳̣̻͓̜͍͍̐̊̔́̀͛̎̑͌̓͑̿́̏ͭͫ̀͋͋̐̍ͦͦ̀̄̕̚ͅͅbo luo bǫ̷̷̦̖̘̤̱̮̘̪̘̘̦͖̪̟̱̇ͣ̿͗.̷͎̱̫̗̗̹̥̟̬̲̲͉͇͉̦̼̞͆̾͑̓͛̀̒͆͆͑ͯ͋ͭͬͤ̏ͬͮͤ͘͠͏̸͏̵̬̰̹̬̘͍͖̤̮̮̣͇̥͉̹̝̰͕̼̫̣͔͙̫̋ͬ̇̅ͤ̀̚ͅ҉̷̸̷̨͍̺̟̳͔̞̙̳̳͕͖̬̮̳̥͇͚̝̘̞̯̦͂̿͆ͯ̋̒̇ͨ́͋̄̃͌̉̈ͮ̿̾ͬ̋̌̂͑ͤ̓ͭ̀͒̌̑̒̎͊͆ͬͬ͟͠҉̶̴̩̥͎͖̻̜̰̪̙̝̺͕͓̹̱͚̪ͦͣ͐́͆̀̀ͪ̍ͫ͂̇ͬ̑̉̓̍̋ͦ͗̌̌̊͊̊́̚͞ xu da ni.̢͔̮̖̠͇̝̳̪̩̩̥͎͔̞̳̣̻͓̜͍͍̐̊̔́̀͛̎̑͌̓͑̿́̏ͭͫ̀͋͋̐̍ͦͦ̀̄̕̚ͅͅ yin na li yę̷̷̦̖̘̤̱̮̘̪̘̘̦͖̪̟̱̥̟͓̇ͣ̿͗͆̓͆̈́ͨ̓ͫ̆̓ͯ̿̔̑ͧ͛̽ͅ͏̡͇͎̳̣̹̀ͭ̿̂ͩ͑̇̕͟҉̨̠͈̼̲̣̣͖̠͓̞̞̄̾.̵̷̷̨̥͈̝͚̘̣̘͍̘͎̟̳̺̗̬̰̤̪̮̞̦̖̘̤̱̮̘̪̘̘̦͖̪̟̱̇ͣ̿͗͆̓͆̈́ͨ̓ͫ̕̚ͅͅ"

They slowly drew forth transparent glass daggers from beneath their monastic robes and slashed down directly upon Li Huowang's head.

Li Huowang snapped his eyes open, roaring at them in fury: "What do you think you are doing!"

Yet the mummified corpses offered no response whatsoever, sitting in place like statues.

Li Huowang reached out to touch them, only for his hand to pass directly through their bodies.