Chapter 346: Ghost-Face Vine! Hidden Message! Bald Youth!
The sky over Fengdu was shrouded in heavy and oppressive layers of black mist. It pressed down on the heart with suffocating weight.
All around, gloomy winds howled. From time to time came the wails of fierce ghosts, mixed with the sounds of men and women, old and young, arguing, crying, sighing... It was a constant cacophony gnawing at the mind, making it hard to remain calm.
Li Yanchu restrained his aura. He neither used his Cloud-Riding Immortal Art, nor stirred the surging qi and blood of a martial artist. Instead, he relied on the strength of his tempered flesh alone, bounding across the Fengdu secret realm. He was slower, yes, but steady.
In this hellish land, even one who could summon a third-realm Ancestral Master’s spirit had to keep their tail tucked. To recklessly soar into the skies here was nothing short of suicide!
One might not fly far at all before stumbling into a forbidden zone where not even birds could pass, or worse, a colossal hand might reach out from the clouds or mountains and slap you straight out of the air.
The limitation of the Illusory Form was simple: you couldn’t flaunt your powers. Otherwise, with qi and blood burning like a furnace, no matter how stupid they were, even the ghosts would know you weren’t one of them.
Guided by Daoist senses, Li Yanchu traversed Fengdu’s desolate lands. All around was only depthless darkness, each breath heavy and stifling.
At present, he walked across flat plains. The earth was hard, steeped with a faint stench of blood. No trace of life remained; it was barren, lifeless, and there was not a single plant in sight.
As he delved deeper, the terrain began to shift. Hills and mountains appeared here and there. And at last, Li Yanchu saw the first plant of Fengdu. A vine clinging to black stone, upon which grew a twisted ghost face.
As he passed by, the ghost-face vine tried to bewitch him, its mouth curling into a sultry woman’s voice before singing a haunting melody. Heat surged through his body, and his breath quickened. In an instant, Li Yanchu realized: this thing carried an aphrodisiac effect!
Ptui!
“Despicable thing!”