My Misfortune Crushed Instances

Balong is the strongest member of the Demon Race in Arrow Spear Village. He has seen countless undead and demons on this land, but has never encountered a warrior as strong as the Divine Power Ghost Rider.

Along the way, whenever they encountered resentful spirits and evil ghosts, the iron hooves would trample them, leaving almost no survivors. As a result, within a mere day, they had reached a fairly deep part of the swamp.

He looked again at that young foreign leader, feeling curious and wondering who could command such respect from these ghosts.

Not just him, but Hu Neng and others also spoke highly of the undead that Li Rui brought.

"Younger Brother Li, were these guys originally this strong, or did you invest heavily to strengthen them?"

He asked amiably.

Li Rui said, "Pretty much they were this strong originally. I just reinforced them a little, but didn’t invest much."

Hu Neng watched these ghost riders wreak havoc in the mist, feeling that these alone could surpass most people in the Secret Realm battlefield.

As they were talking, Ju Ye led his subordinates back to report, "Benefactor, there’s something strange ahead in one area, there..."

"It’s a burial ground."

Balong hurriedly said, "Forward is the cemetery of Arrow Spear, Black Blade, and Golden Fork tribes, buried many people there back then, so the evil qi is very heavy. Everyone needs to be cautious."

He was no longer as doubtful as he was at the start about restoring Mire Marsh, but still felt wary of unusual things.

Li Rui said, "Let’s go, and take a look together."

If the place with heavy evil qi, the ghost riders might not be able to handle it, he would personally take action if necessary.

A mighty procession moved forward, with no real sense of approaching a concentrated evil qi burial ground, but the numbers brought confidence.

Upon arriving forward, the view expanded. Li Rui scrutinized and saw on a bare hilltop thick with evil qi, even with no obstacles obstructing the sight, he felt blind.

"The things here are tough to deal with."

In the team, an analyzer, facing the situation ahead, scanned with his skill and said, "Completely different level from what we encountered earlier, very formidable."

Ju Ye also said, "Benefactor, this place is rugged, not conducive for us attacking to kill, moreover... moreover I also think there are fierce ghosts ahead."

Li Rui summoned the three guides to ask, "Do you know about any unusual ghosts here?"

The three demons exchanged glances, then unanimously said, "It’s the leader Chang Tuo."

"Who is that?" Li Rui asked.

"Back when each tribe was very strong, there was a unanimously recognized first warrior across tribes, also the leader of the Black Blade tribe."

Balong said, "I don’t know how strong he was exactly, that was before I was born."

Another slightly older guide said, "My father once said, even three of him wouldn’t be a match for Chang Tuo."

Li Rui asked, "Who was your father?"

Balong answered for him, "He was the strongest warrior in Black Blade Village, last year led an expedition northwards, encountered fierce ghost ambush, to protect the tribe’s retreat single-handedly intercepted dozens of fierce ghosts, ultimately died exhausted, returning to the ancestors’ embrace."

For these demons, dying in battle is an honorable end, not something to be avoided.

Li Rui nodded, "I believe he must have been a brave warrior."

Hu Neng said, "So, what should we do now?"

"We can’t be careless, Chang Tuo is no ordinary fierce ghost." Balong emphasized again.

Li Rui nodded, "Leave it to me, Chairman Hu, you take care of everyone’s safety."

"Alright." Hu Neng agreed immediately without hesitation.

The guides looked at each other, momentarily not understanding what he meant, until Li Rui headed alone towards the burial ground, they realized he intended to challenge the entire burial ground solo.

"What, do you have some special customs?" Balong was dumbfounded.

Were the previous words all in vain?

Hu Neng chuckled dryly while shaking his head, "No, we don’t have such customs, he’s likely, uh, quite confident."

He thought, as Li Rui being part of sequence 01, having volunteered means he must be capable, he did not wish to refuse, fearing it would seem distrustful.

He just thought, even if the young but strong man couldn’t win, he wouldn’t be in danger immediately, he would send support upon noticing something wrong.

"But then, why does he go alone?" Hu Neng wondered, "Does he have special skills?"

Li Rui didn’t have any special skills, only concerned that Chang Tuo was too strong, risking the extraordinary ones on his side, any casualties wouldn’t be worth it.

Generally, acting alone is to claim rewards for oneself, but he won’t keep them all, aside from what he desires; the rest can be shared with others, he just considered it helping colleagues with ease.

As he approached the hilltop, the evil qi got stirred.

A whirlwind of almost visible black gales spiraled up, gathering at the hilltop.

Where the outer black wind swept over, the mounds behind tombstones began to shake.

"Ugh—"

One after another, the dead climbed out, their bones surrounded by burning black flames, these were not regular resurrected, likely related to Chang Tuo buried here.

Li Rui, still a few hundred meters away, began sprinting.

He activated his iron ride, monitoring the status bar, stopping the acceleration once the boost reached its maximum, maintaining that speed as he charged at the emerging dead.

Bang!

Thunderbolt Palm hit the head, coupled with a critical strike, those small minions didn’t even have time to struggle before their souls were scattered, bones turned to dust blown away by the black wind.

At this time, Li Rui would disappear from his place, rushing to the next target.

Though new enemies kept crawling out of the graves, his kill rate was even faster.

Everyone was astonished to find the black wind had been blowing for a while, yet not one resurfaced could move a few steps before being slain instantly.

"Isn’t this too fast..."

Yu Xin last saw him act at the Peach Blossom Goddess’s tomb against Zuo Qiutian, he wasn’t this quick then.

Moreover, she recalled Li Rui used a weapon then, a big black umbrella, but now dealing with these resurrected, he seemed weaponless.

As everyone marveled, the top mausoleum finally gathered enough evil qi.

Boom!

A pale arm reached out, strange as its skin wasn’t bare bone, nor typical corpse-like but smooth as jade.

Not a jade idol crawled out of the earth, but a nine-foot tall demon race man, he had eight arms, each wielding a weapon, blade spear sword halberd axe axe hook fork.

Li Rui frowned during observation, felt this form didn’t resemble local demons.