The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 621: Chapter 621: Corpse Ginseng Shows Its Might Again

A wave of deathly aura permeated from beneath the scorched earth, mixing with the cold wind blowing across the flatland, gradually conjuring up vague, eerie figures.

These figures, some missing arms or legs, others having only half a body, yet all resembling human forms.

“It’s ghosts! The spirits of ancient warriors fallen in great battles!” Someone shouted in terror, clearly frightened.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Many people retreated continuously. The spectacle was too eerie to bear. In the old battlefield, numerous strange silhouettes formed entirely from deathly fog and chilling wind appeared.

“I once heard that this ancient battlefield undergoes transformations at certain times. It seems to be precisely that!” A trembling middle-aged man said.

“Rumor has it that these ghosts kill anyone and any demon beast they see on sight, it’s immensely terrifying!”

“I thought it was just a baseless legend, but it turns out to be true!”

“This is serious trouble! How can we encounter such bad luck!”

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Various voices resounded one after another, implying that many knew of the rumor about the alterations in the ancient battlefield.

“I’ve also heard that the battlefield here is extremely bizarre, but I don’t know the specifics. Seeing it now proves it is indeed peculiar.” Steward Shen frowned as he continually focused on the ghostly shadows manifested within the battlefield.

“Should we retreat a bit further?” Dugu Nian suggested, showing signs of worry.

The thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng, disguised as Zhou Yishui, however, was now radiating a fiery glow in his eyes as he fixated on the specters present in the battlefield, salivating almost enough to leave droplets behind.

“What the hell are you doing? You will blow our cover!” Fang Lin immediately scolded in a low voice.

The thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng quickly returned to Zhou Yishui’s usual demeanor, but not without knitting his brows, and feigning a puzzled and worried appearance.

“OMG, all these are precious resources. If the eminent me gets to devour them, my power will massively grow.” The old Corpse Ginseng whispered to Fang Lin.

At these words, a thought sprang into Fang Lin’s mind. Given that the Corpse Ginseng had made this remark, was he confident that he can face these spectral entities?

“Can you handle them?” Fang Lin asked.

“Of course, these fellas are nothing. I can gulp them one by one.” The thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng answered with tremendous disdain.

Fang Lin nodded in acknowledgment, but he still advised the Corpse Ginseng to continue playing his role as Zhou Yishui without rushing into any action and observe the situation further.

Simultaneously, the shadows formed of Yin Qi and deathly aura inside the battlefield started to move.

The first targets were the three figures in the battlefield, Mei Yingxue and her companions. The ghost-shadows, who seemed particularly sensitive to physical bodies, charged straight at them.

Their complexions dramatically changed, and without a moment’s hesitation, they attempted to escape the battlefield immediately.

Mei Yingxue held up her paper umbrella, encircling her in a protective light, and swiftly flew towards the exit through the mass of spectral figures.

The light from the umbrella was formidable, every specter that made contact disintegrated but quickly reformed to its original state.

Chi Yunxiao, shrouded in radiant thunder, and engulfed by flames, seemed to counteract the shadows. But even he dared not linger.

Dugu Ruoxu produced a jade talisman, the luminescent charm protected him as he made his way forward.

However, the three underestimated the phantoms. Despite being formed purely from deathly aura, they retained a fraction of their strength during their life. Even a hint of that power was astonishingly potent given that they were previously ancient warriors. All who fell here had once been formidable.

Despite their protective measures, they still faced continual attacks and only just managed to escape, narrowly holding onto their lives.

At that moment, all the shadows within the battlefield started to move, intending to charge at the people outside the battlefield.

This sight changed everyone’s expression. If even Mei Yingxue and her partners could not withstand these ghost-shadows’ aggression, then they stood even less of a chance.

At this point, everyone was about to flee.

However, it was then m that Zhou Yishui took action.

He saw Zhou Yishui charge single-handedly into the battlefield, completely unfazed and composed.

“What is the Crown Prince doing?”

“This is far too risky, is the Crown Prince trying to claim the Unfading Flower of Seven Spirits now?”

“Even Mei Yingxue and the others were driven out from there. No matter how powerful the Crown Prince is, can he survive?”

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Expressions of confusion and shock crossed the faces of many spectators as Zhou Yishui rushed into the battlefield at such a moment. Were they not courting disaster? These ghost-figures were far from being trifled with and certainly not something martial artists, who hadn’t even reached the Spirit Vein realm, could compete with.

Even Mei Yingxue and the others found it strange. How confident was Zhou Yishui to dare venture into the ancient battlefield at a time like this? What was he going to do about the spectral figures?

The ensuing spectacle left everyone witnessing the event astounded.

Zhou Yishui stood mid-air, immensely calm as numerous ghostly figures swarmed towards him.

Within split seconds, Zhou Yishui gave a strong inhalation. The ghostly figures let out screeches of agony, attempting to flee, but were ultimately drawn into Zhou Yishui’s mouth.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One by one, these specter figures were irresistibly ingested by Zhou Yishui. His face was filled with satisfaction. As if consuming these spectral figures brought him immense pleasure.

As Zhou Yishui’s suction force grew stronger, his body appeared like a bottomless pit. The ghostly figures could not escape in time, and in a short span, he absorbed more than half of them.

The remaining shadows, seemingly in fear, dissipated back into the scorched earth.

What was once an aggressive force of spectral figures was handled by Zhou Yishui on his own.

Everyone gaped, staring at Zhou Yishui in awe.

Zhou Yishui patted his belly, slurping quite ungracefully as if he’d just eaten to his fill. Then, as if realizing his misbehavior, he regained his calm demeanor.

Fang Lin’s mouth twitched. The old fellow almost blew their cover just now. If he truly did, their plan would be doomed.

“The Crown Prince is truly remarkable!” Someone praised, with admiration filling their face.

“Unbelievably talented! Dignified as Xuan Country’s top young martial artist!”

“Simply unimaginable at this stage!”

Everyone around them lauded, and most believed that Zhou Yishui’s prowess had made considerable progress. Some even speculated that he had surpassed Dugu Ruoxu and the others.

However, only Fang Lin knew that the thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng was just a bit skilled in managing deathly aura. If it got into a fight with real people, it would unquestionably be beaten black-and-blue.

But its act of pretending and trickery was flawless. Everyone was left in stupor and awestruck by its convincing performance. Not breaking character for a moment.

Even Mei Yingxue and her partners noted a change in Zhou Yishui’s demeanor. They never imagined he could become so powerful in just a year.

As everyone was submerged in the powerful performance of Zhou Yishui, roars from afar suddenly rang out, signaling that two figures seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle.