cnatrainingtips Chapter 1867 - 1861: All That Death Was for Nothing
Chapter 1867 - 1861: All That Death Was for Nothing
"Such a profound formation..."
Everyone watched Zhang Menglong summon the formation, where a translucent ghostly figure gradually emerged, cloaked, with a ghastly face and thin fangs, resembling the Grim Reaper from legends.
As the formation activated, the ashes they had scattered on those Divine Profound Hall martial artists began to float away from them, splitting in large amounts, only to suddenly pour into the bodies of the living, entering through their mouths, noses, eyes, and ears.
The people from the Divine Profound Hall screamed, but having their bodies controlled, they lacked any ability to resist; the ashes completely covered them, making them appear like twisted, living statues.
"Do you feel it? Such an eerie presence; I feel as if I’m in hell right now. Is that the Grim Reaper?"
"The Clan Leader seems to be performing some solemn ritual; is he summoning something?"
"Look, there seem to be many orbs of light emanating from the ghostly figure!"
...
"What is this thing?" The City Lord was at a critical moment of enlightenment, which was why the Shamate Clan could wreak havoc in the city without eliciting a response. Otherwise, in the hands of a Dao Realm expert, a group of Divine Cultivation Realm martial artists wouldn’t be worth considering; with a slap, he could flatten them.
But the eerie scene before him was hard to accept; he had never witnessed such a sight before. The Divine Profound Hall was filled with talent, and Array Masters weren’t few, but he had never seen a formation like this.
The formation didn’t seem evil, but it always evoked thoughts of death, making everything feel cold, as if all joy disappeared, and all hope was devoured.
Those people finally stopped twisting their bodies, their auras completely faded; 2029 corpses knelt quietly on the ground, as if waiting for some ancient ritual to begin.
The floating ghostly figure suddenly waved its robe, and at this moment, a faint life essence appeared on the corpses! Furthermore, it was a life essence familiar to all Shamate Clan members!
"This... Sen Cliff... It’s the scent of Sen Cliff!"
"I also feel other people’s auras; these auras are identical to the people corresponding to the ashes we scattered!"
"The essence is becoming more intense; my heavens, have they come back to life?"
...
"This is impossible!" The elder of the Divine Profound Hall, master of Xuanyun City, was a Fourth Grade Dao Realm expert. Though not top-notch in the Divine Profound Hall, he was highly knowledgeable and wise. He had indeed heard of ancient methods to resurrect the dead, but the cost was unimaginable, and such methods had long been lost.
But when the first person opened their eyes, he couldn’t maintain his composure!
The corpse was now filled with life essence; the dark layer on its body gradually faded away, transforming into a completely different person outwardly.
His expression was still slightly dazed, with strange patterns on his face, identical to the marks on the Grim Reaper’s robe.
"Awaken!" Zhang Menglong said slowly.
In an instant, it was as if a soul was inserted into the shell; the entire body shook slightly and then calmed once more. This time, everyone noticed an array of emotions on his face.
That was confusion!
"Where... where is this?" The young man looked in disbelief at the people and scene before him; it was completely different from his impressions.
Memories flooded back like waves, and he suddenly remembered.
Just days after completing the outer sect disciples’ assessment, news arrived from his hometown. His family was attacked by mysterious figures, and except for some irrelevant people, all relatives disappeared.
Receiving the news, he did not tell anyone and immediately returned to his hometown. After gathering information from the survivors, he went alone to rescue people at the address left by the attackers.
But he did not expect this to be a trap by the Divine Profound Hall, with one of its elders waiting for him there.
Despite employing all his skills, even pushing the Nine Nether Sunset Art’s second layer to its limit, he was at a marked disadvantage against a Dao Realm expert. All his attacks were effortlessly neutralized, and he was left nearly powerless by the opponent’s single move.
Later, he was dismembered, and finally beheaded, without seeing his family one last time before dying.
"Where is my family?" was the first thought he had upon realizing he was alive.
"Ah, damn! It’s a waking corpse! Shit, the dead are alive!"
"Wang Xuan, how the hell do you feel?"
"Clan Leader is phenomenal; what can’t he do?"
"Sacrifice one person’s life and exchange another soul with the Grim Reaper? This is truly unimaginable!"
"Wang Xuan, your family is alright; after they killed you, they didn’t bother your family. The Clan Leader has taken care of them."
Wang Xuan sighed with relief, "Then now... shouldn’t I be dead?"
"Our Clan Leader brought you back to life."
"Oh my, the Clan Leader is incredible; he can even raise the dead, so fierce."
"Quickly, feel your body, is there anything different, any side effects?" someone asked impatiently.
"Something different?" Wang Xuan moved his body slightly.
"No change in flexibility..."
"The strength in my body is also intact... the knowledge is still there, it’s amazing!"
...
At this time, the other resurrected people gradually recovered as well. They looked at the familiar world and those familiar people with delight.
"Damn, I’m back alive?"
"Hahaha, I, Hu Hansan, am back again."
"I knew believing in Brother Chun could resurrect me instantly; I feel even stronger now!"
"Hey? How did you die?"
"I self-destructed. Cool, huh? At least I blew up five or six, right?"
"Hahaha, you useless guy, I took three with me when I died. How come you didn’t kill even one, you suck."
"Damn it, there were several times more people ambushing me than you, why are you arguing with me?"
...
"This..." In the City Lord’s Mansion, the middle-aged bald man was sweating profusely.
From the information just received, he knew that though they had eliminated many Sunset Sect disciples with terrifying potential, the Divine Profound Hall paid an equally terrifying price.
On average, for every one they killed, they suffered heavy casualties themselves. To kill these over 2000 people, they paid the price of at least 10,000 core disciple-level characters.
Yet unexpectedly, these people were resurrected, meaning they all died in vain!