Chapter 1188: Chapter 669: Epilogue (Part 2)
Splurt~~~
Purple-red liquid burst open on the ground of the West City Gate.
It’s splattered all over the western city wall.
In just a moment... more than half of the flowing corpses entering the city were trampled to death.
Some unfortunate local residents who didn’t manage to escape were also crushed into pulp...
When the feet of the three gold-armored guards lifted, three large footprint-shaped pits appeared on the ground, filled entirely with minced flesh...
"Hmph! Rebellious civilians!"
Then, the three gold-armored guards forcefully pushed forward together, an unmatched air current erupted, directly closing the West City Gate once more.
The large number of Imperial Army members who rushed over easily dealt with the remaining flowing corpses.
The situation, which was just about to turn dire for Beijing, was instantly reversed!
"Damn... those three Great Powers are terrifying."
"These are definitely not ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators... let me see... Mid-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses!"
"No wonder they have such pressure, they’re so much more formidable than someone like Zhong Yi and Cang Jingkong, who are at the Nascent Soul Early Stage."
"With experts of this caliber in the dynasty, why fear the flowing corpses... one person can handle ten thousand corpses!"
And the Yang Family members intercepted by Yang Genshuo had just witnessed the scene from a high vantage point.
They collectively swallowed hard.
"Now... Beijing should be safe, right?"
"Ancestor, are we still going out?"
Yang Genshuo’s corner of the mouth twitched a bit.
"Going... going out for what, just stay put."
But the situation changes rapidly!
Just as they thought they could stand firm in Beijing, three equally formidable presences erupted outside the city!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three skeletal generals with eyes blazing with fire stood up.
With a casual spray.
Boom!!!!
Three fire dragons that seemed to have emerged from purgatory directly burned the western city wall of Beijing!
The Imperial Army members standing on top turned into ash on the spot!
"Rebellious civilians? Do you know who makes up our troops?"
"Frontier soldiers unpaid, starving refugees, officials offering the entire city, and conscripted laborers, craftsmen, and deregistration officials you’re driving to their deaths!"
"The world has long reversed! Do you think you can hide in the city and rely on some old geezers to stop us?"
"Today I’ll show you the power of us rebellious civilians!"
Even the flowing corpses contain top-level experts!
Moreover, the top-level experts on both sides show no manners whatsoever, directly and ruthlessly killing off lower realm enemies, just three breaths of fire indiscriminately killing heaven’s favored few between thirty years east and thirty years west.
In the eyes of these Great Powers, they are all ants.
After hearing this, Yang Genshuo was momentarily stunned, then his gaze once again turned to outside the city.
"This is..."
Amidst the flowing corpses’ large contingent, some individuals clearly have attire and appearance different from theirs, resembling the clothes of Yang Family members.
"Qiangjin, Yang Min, everyone... look outside the city."
With three Mid-stage Nascent Soul gold-armored guards present, they dared to approach and look closely; at this time, without the black mist outside the city, their sight and Divine Sense could penetrate far.
Soon, they saw the flowing corpses team clearly.
The Yang Family members gasped in surprise.
"Those are the family members we’ve yet to locate...why are they mingling with the flowing corpses?"
In the flowing corpses’ team, there unexpectedly was a part that comprised Yang Family members.
Some were even from the Yang Family’s direct line.
Just because they didn’t share faith in the ancestor, Yang Genshuo couldn’t see them in his vision before.
They were thought to have met an unfortunate fate or embarked on a different story’s ending, hence hadn’t converged at Guangning City, but unexpectedly...
They turned out to be part of the flowing corpses team.
Yang Genshuo took a glance, noticing they each had a distinctive mark on them.
[Status: Infected]
They had already contracted the curse that transforms one into a flowing corpse...
However, they hadn’t been completely infected, each had their own infection progress, with the highest at 80%, the lowest only around 10%.
"Though infected, there’s still a chance... if we can cure the infection, or leave this Legendary Land before they are fully infected, they will certainly be saved!"
Yang Genshuo said this.
The crowd engaged in lively discussions.
"I see my sister! Yang Zhu Ling! Ancestor, you must save her, she usually disregards ancestral worship, but... she’s only 16, still a child!"
"Isn’t that the sixteenth brother? Yang Zhu Tie, he’s skilled in Artifact Refining, gifted exceptionally, yet clueless in Magic Battle, how was he caught up in this, we must find a way to bring him back."
"Aunt, Uncle, that’s my mother! She’s nearly clueless about Magic, realm only at Early-stage Foundation Establishment, usually offering us delicious spiritual food... she’s surely frightened, dammit! I want to rescue my mother!"
A young fellow rushed out, eyes reddened.
Yang Min delicately raised a hand, beneath the foot emerged four shackles immobilizing the young fellow.
"Abin, don’t run recklessly, that’s your mother, also my fifteenth sister... I am alive, it’s not your place to die, stay put."
He then released the shackles.
Yang Zhu Bin clenched his teeth, hands in salute: "Uncle, as long as my mother can be saved, I am willing to toil for the family, let you train me however you desire, wherever the family requires me to work I’ll go, as long as she can be saved... she truly never suffered since young."
"I know... I know it all..."
Yang Min replied blandly.
Could he not know?
Yang Minmin, the fifteenth of Yang Family’s fourth generation.
Raised by Yang Min since young, known for being a crybaby.
Because of her crying nature, often teased by Yang Minyong and Yang Minxiao, Yang Min had to frequently comfort this crying little sister.
She showed little interest in cultivation or state affairs, yet loved her life.
Passionate about exploring spiritual food, crafting various tasty pastries enjoyed by nearly all Yang Family members.
Especially Yang Family’s fifth generation, no one disliked the pastries made by this little aunt, she was even the ringleader among the kids.
She wasn’t one to rush cultivation, practicing sparingly, consuming appropriate elixirs.
At over a hundred years, she remained only at Foundation Establishment First Layer.
Yet she was always joyful.
Transformed from a little crybaby to everyone’s cheerleader, she found herself a loving husband, ran a spiritual food shop in Bright City with him, bore two children.
Yang Zhu Bin was her eldest son.
Seeing his usually carefree mother caught in the sudden disaster, infected amongst flowing corpses...
Yang Zhu Bin wished to trade places for his mother dearly.
Yang Min squinted thoughtfully, pondering ways to rescue his sister amidst the turbulence.
Yang Qiangjin meanwhile cast her gaze further, discerning within the flowing corpses team more ’unassimilated’ individuals.
"Look... those within the flowing corpses aren’t just our people, there are many outsiders too."
"Those Golden Core Stage cultivators who joined later."
