Chapter 155: Demon's Lair
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The stream comes to an end here.
The cave was pitch black. Looking back towards the entrance, even the water seemed to have taken on an iron hue, giving off a particularly heavy feeling.
“Where is this place” Jiang Wang asked in the Tongtian Palace.
Jiang Yan's voice was soft, "The Qingjiang Shui Mansion has a long history. I only know that this place is a secret location of the Qingjiang Shui Mansion, enough to isolate our aura and allow us to escape this catastrophe. But in the fragments of knowledge from the White Bone Venerable God, there isn't more detail. It might have been lost, or we might need some clues to connect it."
"That's it."
Jiang Wang didn't show any suspicion and walked forward in the dark cave.
His extraordinary cultivation allowed him to maintain a clear vision in this environment. The cave was filled with bizarre, oddly shaped protrusions, like grotesque monsters baring their fangs and claws.
The side walls of the cave have many marks, as if they had been torn by something.
This underwater grotto keeps going down. As the passage extends, it goes deeper and farther away.
I always feel like it's the mouth of a giant monster, and I'm willingly walking into its belly, heading straight for death.
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The cave was narrow at first, but gradually widened. As you went deeper, it suddenly opened up.
This is a huge round cavern, very regular, with a kind of symmetrical beauty.
However, this vast cavern should not inspire relaxation.
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In contrast, there was only an immense and heavy oppression.
As soon as he stepped into the cave, Jiang Wang saw a row of upright stone coffins hanging from the cave wall.
The stone coffin was black, its surface carved with eerie blood-colored patterns. It was the only splash of color in this vast, dark cavern. However, the bloodstains were intricate and strange, as if they could draw a person's gaze into them, pulling their soul inward and holding it fast.
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Therefore, Jiang Wang made up his mind, calmed his heart and then saw the figure lying inside the stone coffin.
He only realized at this moment that the stone coffin had never been sealed, and he had actually overlooked it before.
The bloodstain was too strange, he didn't want to look at it any more, he tried hard to focus his gaze inside the coffin—his senses hadn't improved much—what on earth was this bizarre thing
There was a pair of thick hooves, a pair of thin chicken claws, its abdomen bulged high, as if something alive existed within, and the belly button kept bubbling with blood. The head was indeed human, but it flickered and wavered, its essence unreal.
This thing was motionless with its eyes closed, as if bound by some force within the stone coffin.
While Jiang Wang's gaze swept past this thing, he looked around and saw that in every huge, dark cavern, there was a stone coffin hanging at intervals.
Each sarcophagus contained a grotesquely deformed creature of a different kind, the only common feature being an ethereal, human-shaped skull.
This coffin, hanging on the stone walls of the cave, numbered a hundred and eight in total, as if arranged according to some kind of mysterious formation.
"What are these..." Jiang Wang asked himself.
He felt strange, alien, and a faint fear he couldn't place. He had fought evil spirits, witnessed vicious souls, and slain ferocious beasts before. Though these creatures were terrifying to look at, they shouldn't have instilled such fear in him.
“Yin demons,” Jiang Yan’s voice said. “These things are all yin demons. The most common, the lowest kind of demon.”
"Aren't demons all in the Border Wasteland The armies of Jing and Mu have been suppressing…" Jiang Wang couldn't hide his shock: "How could there be demons under the Qing River"
“I remember…” Jiang Yan’s voice sounded unusually heavy for some reason: “This place should have been a demon lair before. During the ancient times when the demonic tide swept across the human world, this was one of the demon lairs. However, a demon lair like Qingjiang Shui Di should have been sealed long ago, and there shouldn’t be any new demons generated anymore. These demons… perhaps they are related to Song Hengjiang!”
"Are you saying... that the one raising these demons is Song Hengjiang, the Water Spirit of Qingjiang" Jiang Wang was very serious.
“Could there be any other explanation This is the Qingjiang River. Even Duke Wei of Zhuang, Du Ruhui, wouldn't have been able to pull this off without Song Hengjiang knowing about it.”
This is earth-shattering news. Demons are the enemies of humanity, an irreconcilable existential threat. In ancient times, a demonic tide almost brought about the end of the world. Although several great eras have passed since then, and news of demons has gradually appeared only in the remote wasteland, the fear they once brought has never been forgotten by humanity.
To this day, people still use "magic" to describe terrifying existences.
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And the water god of Qinghe River, Song Hengjiang, was actually raising demons at the bottom of the Qingjiang River!
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Once this news spread, the Qinghe Shui Mansion immediately became public enemy number one.
Jiang Wang's first reaction was to hold his breath, remain motionless, and suppress his aura. Even though he was wearing disguise, even though Yin Guan had used his methods to help him, even though there wasn't a single person here at the moment, it still couldn't bring him a sense of security.
Such a vital location, Song Hengjiang would be absolutely impossible to let down his guard. Once discovered, the consequence would be annihilation in an instant.
It's really escaped from the tiger's mouth, only to enter the wolf's den.
Du Ruhui was certainly formidable, but Song Hengjiang, the ruler of the 800-mile clear river, wasn't someone to be trifled with either!
After doing everything he could to conceal his tracks, Jiang Wang finally had time to think about the second question—as the master of the 800-li Qingjiang River, why was Song Hengjiang raising demons in the depths of the Qingjiang What benefit did this bring him
These Shadow Demons are, after all, the lowest of demons. Even if powerful, their strength is limited. Once exposed, they face immediate annihilation. Even if Song Hengjiang himself possessed extraordinary cultivation, he wouldn't be able to protect himself.
Regardless of whether it's Jing or Qin, they wouldn't mind coming to exorcise demons and protect the way. Even Zhuang Gaoxian was the first to "clean house"!
With such high risks, what are the benefits
"Why would Song Hengjiang raise these Yin demons" Jiang Wang asked himself in his heart.
Jiang Yan was silent for a long time.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Wang heard his voice a little strained.
What did he know
"Go inside and have a look." Jiang Yan said.
The whole enormous circular cave had two openings on either side, leading to unknown destinations.
Every opening is between two sarcophagi.
Jiang Wang looked for a while and asked, "Where are we going"
"Left," Jiang Yan said.
Jiang Wang didn't know what basis his judgment was based on, but after all, for unknown things, Jiang Yan had more experience and a wider knowledge base, after all, he was tainted with fragments of Bai Gu Zun Shen's memories.
So, he walked to the left.
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The closer you get, the more clearly you can see the gruesome and horrifying details of the Yīn Mó inside the stone coffin. Coupled with the lingering stench that refuses to dissipate, it's almost nauseating.
Jiang Wang forcefully suppressed the urge to draw his sword and hack these demonic spirits to pieces, taking slow steps towards the depths.
Although it was Jiang Yan's suggestion, he still had to remain sufficiently vigilant.
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Behind the massive cave that houses one hundred and eight Yin demons, what lies beyond
Just as he reached the entrance to the left cave...
"Don't move!" Jiang Yan suddenly shouted a warning in Tongtian Palace.
Jiang Wang turned sideways, settling between the two stone coffins and pressed against the wall, motionless.
His left neighbor had the body of a goat and the wings of a fly. His right neighbor, beneath a phantom head, had a half-coiled serpent's body.
He was trapped between two hideous ogres, squeezed between two bizarre blood-veined stone coffins.
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And then he saw ——
At the entrance of the demon's lair, the currents were still.
A hunched figure, resplendent in ornate robes and a magnificent crown, slowly entered.
The true owner of these eight hundred li of the Qingjiang River is Song Hengjiang!ext you'd like me to translate!Jade-scented mountain, warming fragrance plays with dreams.I am lost in thought and do not know what day it is.A soft couch stood on a stylish balcony, and you could see...