/
C556 – Ji Wuming
Fortunately, that ominous aura dissipated after a fleeting moment. The old man let out a sigh of relief, yet he couldn’t shake off the intense fear that gripped him.
Since Yin Tianzi had discovered this location, there was a possibility he could arrive at any time.
“When those families conceived such notions, I should have put an end to them. It was likely their actions that attracted Yin Tianzi’s attention, causing him to sense the aura and track it to this place.”
“Little Jiang, I will make a visit to the Zhang family. I entrust this place to you!”
As the old man spoke, a passageway materialized. He proceeded step by step along the pathway until he vanished from Jiang Shengyang’s sight.
Observing the old ancestor’s fading figure, Jiang Shengyang let out a gentle sigh and remarked, “It seems Zhang Changsheng was right. I’m aiding my enemies. I should eradicate them all!”
Having uttered those words, Jiang Shengyang gazed into the distance, his expression marked by complexity.
“Is it possible that humanity truly has no way out?”
Jiang Shengyang’s murmuring went unheard by anyone.
“May the emergence of the small courtyard bring about a new situation.”
“Zhang Xuan, Zhang Xuan…” Jiang Shengyang muttered, “Who exactly are you?”
……
In the courtyard.
“Weng!”
In the next moment, a few Ghost Monarch returned to his true form.
They were stunned for a while, then they clawed at Zhang Xuan.
“Remove the Great Dao!”
Zhang Xuan gestured with his hand, causing the few Ghost Monarchs to immediately become extremely affectionate. Their outstretched claws turned into gentle tickles.
“Hehehehe…” Little Guo Guo took a liking to those Ghost Monarchs upon seeing them, and she giggled with delight.
On the other side, the ancestors of the Lee family trembled in fear. They didn’t dare to approach Zhang Xuan, yet they also feared escaping and alerting him.
Only Ji Wuming stepped forward, straightening his attire. He then respectfully cupped his fists at Zhang Xuan and spoke.
“Fellow Daoist, I am Ji Wuming of the Ji Family. I have a bold request. May I inquire if you would be willing to assist me?”
Zhang Xuan was taken aback upon hearing this. This man was truly peculiar. Despite feeling a strong aversion to his aura, there was an unconscious favorable impression associated with it.
It was quite perplexing that such contradictory feelings could arise from the same person.
“Sir, please speak!”
The clothes on this person’s body had already decayed and festered until it was impossible to see his appearance. However, looking at this person’s aptitude, this person should be a scholar, so Zhang Xuan used scholarly methods to pay his respects.
Seeing this scene, Ji Wuming was stunned for a moment. His dried eyes actually had a moist feeling.
“I don’t deserve to be called ‘mister’. I’m just a useless person who would use any means necessary to survive!”
“I would like to ask you to strip the Great Dao of Death away for me. Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist!”
As Ji Wuming spoke, he suddenly knelt down in front of everyone.
His sudden action had really surprised Old Zhang and Qiao Dangdang, who were in the crowd.
“Ji Wuming, you are crazy. Aren’t you afraid that Death Monarch Wutian will come out and kill you?”
An ancestor of Lee family glared at Ji Wuming and asked.
Death Monarch Wutian!
Upon hearing this name, Ji Wuming’s body subconsciously trembled, as if he had seen something horrifying. However, after trembling for a while, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
Ji Wuming looked at Zhang Xuan awkwardly, cupped his fists and said with a smile, “Sorry for making you laugh, fellow Daoist!”
“If I didn’t see fellow Daoist, I would have resolved myself after returning. If I didn’t want to go home and take a look, I would have died in the burial ground.”
“However, fellow Daoist has given me a hope. So… I hope fellow Daoist can forgive me for my rudeness!”
“Ji Wuming, you really want to betray Death Monarch Wutian. You are crazy!”
The ancestor of Lee family widened his eyes and shouted at Ji Wuming.
The others also looked at Ji Wuming and had the impulse to attack him.
“What’s wrong? Do you want to kill me and go back to claim your credit? Everyone, don’t forget, you… It’s humans!”
“Don’t tell me you really want to be Hanba forever?”
Ji Wuming’s. His eyes were filled with pain as he looked at his old friends. Back when they had sneaked into Burial World, they had only wanted to have another way to break through.
However, their existence had still been discovered by some of the major powers in the Burial World. As a result, they were being hunted down.
The hunt was endless and endless.
At the beginning, they were still resisting with all their might, killing the enemies that came their way.
However, slowly, they lost all hope. Moreover, the conditions offered by the enemy were too generous.
Some of their Dao hearts were shaken, so some of them decided to seek refuge with Death Monarch from the Burial World.
When these people’s cultivation base rose, they turned to their friends and became even more ruthless. They were even more proactive than those living beings in Burial World.
Furthermore, they had comprehended the Great Dao of Death after all. It must be the true Great Dao of Death. There was also a fake Dao in the Burial World.
Many of them had comprehended the fake Dao. After these traitors betrayed the Human Clan, with the help of Death Monarch, their strength had naturally improved significantly.
Seeing this scene, some of the people in the Human Clan were also shaken.
Slowly, more and more people began to waver, and fewer and fewer people became determined.
Those people’s eyes wandered, as if they really wanted to make a move.
“Let me do it! It’s a good chance to test the so-called Death Monarch’s strength.”
Zhang Changsheng’s green robe fluttered in the wind as he appeared beside Zhang Xuan. His eyes were clear, but he was releasing a rising battle intent.
Ji Wuming looked at Zhang Changsheng and shook his head, “Little friend, it is good to have courage, but you are not an Imperial Emperor after all…”
Before he finished his words, Zhang Changsheng understood what he said. He did not refute but smiled in return.
In the next moment, Ji Wuming widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Changsheng in disbelief.
Just as Zhang Changsheng was about to attack, Ji Wuming realized that Zhang Changsheng, who was holding the sword in his hand, seemed to have changed into another person.
His divine aura was awe-inspiring, like a god that had destroyed the world. His entire person was like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed from its sheath. Every movement he made gave off the demeanor of a Sword God.
“You are courting death!”
Those individuals coincidentally decided to take a hostage because Zhang Xuan was too enigmatic, making it impossible for them to see through him.
Upon contemplation, Zhang Changsheng seemed like a suitable candidate. His strength may not have been formidable, but his status in that place appeared to be relatively high.
“Dong!”
An ancestor from an obscure family launched an attack with a palm strike. The dense aura of death transformed into a crimson wave, each surge growing higher than the previous one. It surged toward Zhang Changsheng with immense force.
Fearlessly, Zhang Changsheng locked eyes with the charging man.
Observing that Zhang Xuan didn’t intervene, Ji Wuming curiously glanced at him.
He didn’t believe that Zhang Changsheng was foolish. Since Zhang Changsheng dared to step forward, it implied that he held confidence.
Considering this, Ji Wuming shifted aside.
“Ceng!”
The air hummed with the sound of a sword being drawn. To Ji Wuming’s astonishment, Zhang Changsheng unsheathed his blade.
Fast!
Very fast!
This was the sole impression he retained from witnessing Zhang Changsheng’s swordplay. Apart from that, he seemed to have no recollection of anything else.
Not even the faintest memory of how Zhang Changsheng drew his sword lingered in his mind.
“Putong!”
It was only when the person’s head tumbled from their body that everyone reacted.