Chapter 99: Crisis

  It is true that one man cannot fight against a multitude, Du Sili can hold the pass alone with his bare fists, and he can defeat hundreds of enemies single-handedly. However, in front of an army of zombies as vast as the ocean, it's still a bit not enough.

  Her eyes had bloodshot lines, and by the end it was almost an instinctual slaughter, like a killing machine.

  "Alas!" Du Sulin sighed silently, stretched out her index finger and opened her mouth to take a bite, but she suddenly remembered that her physical body had been destroyed, where could she still have any spiritual blood to bite out? She cursed silently and forced out a drop of spiritual blood with her spiritual power.

  Amidst the purple-golden blood floating at Du Shilin's fingertips, a subtle observation revealed a hint of Dao rhythm flowing within. As she manipulated the divine dragon to clear obstacles for herself and create a small empty space, she transformed her fingers into palms, and the purple-golden blood transformed into a fiery glow that was struck into the void. With a low, murmured incantation, the essence of the blood vanished, replaced by a cluster of dark, inky color.

  "With my essence, I fix the five elements and the universe; with my blood, I open the boundary between yin and yang!" As she finished reciting this last sentence, her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, like a deep black hole, with the heavenly way operating inside. The entire area instantly darkened, and the yin energy thinned out instantly, as if there was a pump constantly extracting the yin energy from here. Du Shilin, however, was the most concentrated gathering point of yin energy. Her clothes rustled, and all the yin energy flowed into that void through her body.

  The next second, the earth shook and the mountains trembled.

  That boundary suddenly appeared, and Du Sulin stood at the intersection. In front of her was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with tens of millions of lonely souls howling and wailing all over the place. Behind her were bloodthirsty zombies, with resentment gathering towards the sky, almost taking shape.

  "Yin and Yang seal the boundary, what a great Yin and Yang Master Du Siling!" Even Peng Haotian, who was known for his arrogance, couldn't help but sigh in admiration at this scene.

  The original yin-yang Tian Shi did not refer to a Taoist who exorcises demons and guards the way, but rather referred to a type of person. This kind of person can determine the five elements and the universe, open the boundary between yin and yang, control the army of lost souls, and it was because of this ability that the ancestors of the Du family rose to prominence and became a hereditary family of yin-yang Tian Shi.

  But many years have passed, and except for Du's ancestors, no one has been able to make the boundary between yin and yang reappear in the world. Now, Du Shilin has done it.

  "But even if you can open the yin-yang boundary, what's the use when time is already sufficient?" Peng Haotian's mouth curled up with a hint of a smile, his heart filled with confidence. He gazed into the distance as if he had already seen Luo Qian's gentle gaze. "Open the altar."

  "Yes!" Several of his subordinates, all dressed in red, took their orders and went off to carry them out.

  July 15th at noon is the day when yin energy is strongest, but also the time when yang energy is strongest. In this way, yin and yang are balanced, transforming each other, and gathering spirits to refine the soul, how can it not be accomplished?

  Not long after, an altar accompanied by the sound of gears slowly appeared in front of Peng Haotian's eyes, but at the same time, Fang Feng, Jing Jie, Dong Shuanghe and Lan Er also appeared.

  "Peng Haotian, you want to condense your soul and gather your spirit, but the souls you've collected on the altar have already been taken by us. Don't you think it's time to give up?" Jing Jie took a deep breath and waved the small cloth bag in his hand.

  This altar is carved with countless symbols, and at first glance, it can be found that the symbols are identical to those on the mysterious jade pillar they found in Xiangxi. The jade pillar has the function of imprisoning souls, while this altar is an upgraded version of the jade pillar.

  Among the three, Dong Shuanghe was an ordinary person, but because he was a coffin maker, his soul had absorbed some corpse energy and evil energy to protect himself. Jing Jie was a nine-colored snake demon who had stolen a body, and her soul had gathered demonic dan. Lan Er was an immortal with immortal energy protecting her body, so there was no need to worry. Therefore, while Du Sili was outside attracting everyone's attention, the three of them quietly snuck in and took advantage of the opportunity to destroy this altar, which was an absolutely wise plan.

  "Hmph," Peng Haotian shook his head, his tone slightly mocking. "Seventeenth Miss is indeed clever to the extreme, but unfortunately, when it comes to matters of the Mystic Gate, she still lacks a bit."

  After finishing speaking, he straightened his expression and became solemn, his eyes closed tightly, muttering something under his breath, completely ignoring the three people still standing on the altar.

  But this does not mean that the situation of the three people is very good, with as many as nine red corpses surrounding them, their red eyes are seductive and strange, but there is no light.

  "Hold on for now, one at a time, we just need to buy some time!" Dong Shuanghe shouted in his heart and said in a low voice to the two people beside him.

  She didn't want to get involved in this matter, after all, she was just an ordinary person. As Peng Haotian said, although she didn't walk the normal path of a human being, she wasn't a true cultivator of the Mystic Door either. Now, she's been forced to come and kill zombies, thinking about it made her feel annoyed in her heart, she had always been someone who feared trouble the most!

  Jing Jie and Lan Er nodded simultaneously, but their hands didn't slow down. The three of them chose to take the initiative at the same time, pouncing on the nearest zombie to themselves.

  On the other hand, Du Sulin opened the Yin-Yang Boundary, causing the Yin-Yang Realm to reappear in the mortal world. In fact, the Yin-Yang Realm was just a realm of dead spirits, where one step could lead to death, but it was simply a world of dead spirits after all.

  When the creator of the yin-yang realm first created it, he moved a batch of spirits into it and also sealed many yin veins and yin holes inside. Preserving yin and destroying yang, these spirits received continuous nourishment from yin energy, and as their strength increased, their numbers also surged, resulting in the current scene.

  Earlier, Du Sulin had already let Chu Feng secretly cultivate a large army of undead. Now that he has the Yin-Yang realm, it's like adding wings to a tiger. He is the master of the Yin-Yang realm and can open the seal at any time, allowing the undead in the Yin-Yang realm to come out.

  Thus, the situation suddenly turned around.

  "Taiguang, go to the altar over there, I'll be here with Chufeng!" Fengfeng shouted loudly.

  Du Sulin took a look at the situation on the field, and with the appearance of the undead army, it was almost even, but the undead army had numbers, while Peng Haotian's zombie army seemed to have supplies, completely without seeing less, and there were so many red zombies. She knew in her heart that it was only a matter of time.

  At noon, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll be right there!"

  Without hesitation, the spiritual power on his body forcibly dispersed the zombies blocking the way ahead. At the end of the road, four red-eyed zombies stood in a rigid formation, but they were just ordinary red-eyed zombies with dull eyes.

  Du Sulin suddenly jumped into the air and swung his hand, sending four golden lights flying towards the four red corpses.

  The former Du Sulin may not have been able to stop all four Red Corps at the same time. But now it's no longer the case.

  Those four red corpses naturally wouldn't sit and wait to be killed by Du Sulin's talismans, but no matter how they dodged, those talismans were like a lingering disease that followed them, making it impossible for them to evade, unable to stop Du Sulin's footsteps.

  In an instant, Du Sulin had already arrived at the altar.

  At this time, Jing Ji and Dong Shuanghe were fine, but Lan Er was still a "newcomer" in the fairy world and couldn't use her abilities well. She was already exhausted, while Peng Haotian, who had been silently reciting incantations, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes and appeared in front of Lan Er in the blink of an eye, his large palm grasping Lan Er's throat.

  Du Sulin saw the situation and also rushed up, one leg swept past, but was easily dodged by Peng Haotian, and instead grabbed Lan Er to the highest platform in the center of the altar.

  If at this point Dong Shuanghe still can't understand, then it would be a disservice to her legendary intelligence.

  "It's all calculated!" She secretly thought it was not good, and pushed back the zombie in front of her with a palm. "Taiguang, that old undead is not trying to use these collected scattered souls at all. He has a deep plan, wanting to use Lan'er's immortal soul!"

  On the high platform, a gear mechanical sound came, and Xiao Qingzhu in black cheongsam was transmitted up. She looked calm, as if she hadn't seen the fierce battles in front of her.

  Peng Haotian didn't say a word, but let out a cold laugh. His hands were now covered in mysterious symbols that seemed to be stripping away Lan'er's celestial aura, bit by bit. Due to the pain, Lan'er's forehead was sweating profusely with dense, fine beads of cold sweat.

  Du Sulin flew up, gathered all his spiritual energy and transformed into a divine dragon, charging towards Peng Haotian, but ultimately stopped halfway.

  "Qing Zhu!" Yes, Xiao Qingzhu was blocking her way.

  She had never seen Xiao Qingzhu's calm and serene expression, like the snow-capped mountains beyond the Great Wall, his entire body exuding an unyielding chill, with a hint of indifference between his eyebrows, as if Peng Huan Tian was holding onto nothing but a handful of air.

  The miserable cry of Lan'er fell on deaf ears, the painful appearance of Lan'er was ignored by her, was this still the Xiao Qingzhu she knew?

  Xiao Qingzhu couldn't help but think that Du Si Lin was saying too much, so she attacked him. Each punch and kick was swift and precise, without any hesitation or weakness. The black spiritual energy emanating from her body was soft yet full of corrosive power, as if it were the natural nemesis of Du Si Lin's sturdy spiritual energy.

  Qing Zhu, when did you have such a powerful spiritual power? Du Si Lin kept asking himself in his heart. It was because Xiao Qing Zhu wanted such a great spiritual power that she killed so many people, forcibly cutting off their karma and wrapping them in resentment. But why did she want to do this?

  Xiao Qingzhu's spiritual power was not weak at all, and she had just restrained herself. For a moment, Du Siling was very passive.

  Lan'er's voice grew weaker and weaker, she couldn't control her fairy energy well to begin with, so the fairy energy was stripped away quickly. When a fairy loses its fairy energy, it's like a bird having its wings broken off, the pain is self-evident, Du Shilin's throat felt like something was stuck in it.

  "Sunzi! Your disciple is going to die, and you're ignoring it?!" she shouted loudly.

  She looked at Xiao Qingzhu in front of her, who was constantly attacking her with a hint of coldness, and felt as if a sharp blade had been inserted into her heart, she was in pain.

  "Du Si Lin, are you still so soft-hearted at this point? You won't win like this." Xiao Qing Zhu's cold voice accompanied her spiritual energy as she took advantage of Du Si Lin's momentary lapse and charged towards his chest.

  Du Sulin dodged quickly, but still got his shoulder grazed by the spiritual power.

  Her body was corroded by spiritual energy, she had no physical form, if she was injured, it would be the pain of her primordial spirit being damaged, but this pain made Du Siling sober up a lot.

  Taiyangzi didn't make a sound, she knew Taiyangzi wouldn't help her.

  She was panting heavily, and not far away, Jing Ji and Dong Shuanghe were also gradually falling behind.

  Lan's breath was almost weak enough to disappear.

  Everything is going in a bad direction.