I can identify everything, but the level is increased by one

Outside the city, a massive horde of corpses was closing in on the county town.

Ye Chuxue's expression was solemn.

Although her Calamity Physique and the aura of death had attracted many hordes, it couldn't be a never-ending phenomenon. Someone must be manipulating things from behind, plotting something.

Yuan Xingkong said in a deep voice:

"When these walking corpses are destroyed, they release an aura of death, accelerating the formation of a special field, a death zone.

We must eliminate them before they approach the county town. As long as we keep them far enough away, even if a death zone forms, it will be difficult to affect the county town."

Neither of them were Qi Gate masters.

Nor were they skilled in formations.

They could only resort to this clumsy method.

"Alright."

Ye Chuxue nodded, brandishing her long sword. The figure of the girl in green stood tall in the frozen world, surrounded by mountains and plains of constantly roaring walking corpses. Her sword light cut through the sky, aiming to pierce through the horde.

Seeing this, Yuan Xingkong was momentarily dazed.

He seemed to have returned to his youthful days.

He had forgotten that Ye Chuxue, the unlucky one, also had a title.

"Why is your body so weak?"

Wu Shan sneered beside him, exposing his shoulders and wearing only a thin layer of clothing, showing off his strong muscles.

Standing in the biting cold wind, he didn't feel the slightest chill.

Zhuge Xi rolled his eyes.

Am I the same as you, a reckless brute from the Ten Thousand Mountains? Besides, he had injured his vital energy some time ago in order to activate the terrain,

and he hadn't fully recovered yet. He was being underestimated.

"Say less, pay attention to observing the surroundings. I dare say that a large part of the cause of this disaster is due to those heretics. They are secretly fueling the flames. Don't let them interfere with me."

He instructed Wu Shan and sat down cross-legged.

He focused on guiding the earth's veins and interfering with the trend of the aura of death.

Although his martial artist realm was not high, and he couldn't reach the level of the Hall Master, his status as a second profession besides martial artist gave him the possibility to leverage even greater power.

Fifty miles away, in a valley.

The aura of death swirled here, and walking corpses emerged from it. Tainted by the aura of death, they became even more violent and ferocious.

On a high point beside the valley, a dozen black-robed figures in White Lotus Sect attire overlooked the scene, with a banner standing nearby, bearing the character for "Plague."

They were members of the Plague Division of the White Lotus Sect.

The White Lotus Sect imitated the legendary Old Heavenly Court in its organization, establishing various divisions. Their Plague Division was responsible for releasing the aura of death, spreading plagues, and then sending people out to treat the plagues, gathering popular support.

This method had been repeatedly successful, and the Plague Division had thus achieved remarkable merit.

"The concentration of the aura of death here is not enough to create a true Corpse King."

An old man frowned, looking at the center of the valley, where a walking corpse, locked in chains and constantly infused with the aura of death, possessed terrifying power and a menacing aura.

Although many refugees had died under the cold wave and snow,

this place was not the Northern Border after all, and not a severely affected area.

"Elder, why worry? As long as enough people die, the concentration of the aura of death will naturally increase. Now that the cold wave is getting fiercer, even outside the Northern Border, the temperature is not rising but falling. Enough people will die eventually, and a Corpse King will naturally be created."

A middle-aged man beside him said.

"But that will take too much time. The Holy Son can't wait that long to compete for the dragon energy. By the way, how is the situation in Peace County, how is the progress?"

The black-robed elder was somewhat dissatisfied and asked again.

"As the Elder expected, the Golden Hall has fallen into the trap. That Hall Master has even personally taken action with another mysterious woman to pierce through the horde, but they don't know that after the walking corpses completely die, the overflowing aura of death is gradually gathering and will evolve into a death zone."

"If it affects Peace County by then, it won't be peaceful. Hundreds of thousands of people in the city will have to die. By then, with such a strong aura of death, not to mention one Corpse King, ten Corpse Kings could be created."

The middle-aged man smiled triumphantly.

"Optimism is a good thing, but you can't underestimate your opponent too much."

The black-robed elder nodded, slightly satisfied. Their Plague Division's methods were unparalleled in the world, and they were even more experienced and skilled in controlling the negative energy of heaven and earth, such as the aura of death.

Now that its momentum was about to be achieved, even Qi Gate masters had to retreat, unless an experienced formation master took action.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to reverse it, and a dead city would become one of the Plague Division's achievements.

To lead hundreds of thousands of living beings back to the Vacuum Hometown of the Venerable Mother.

Such a merit was truly immeasurable.

However, someone soon came to report.

"Reporting to the Elder, it seems that someone skilled in formations is secretly taking action, guiding the flow of the aura of death and keeping it away from Peace County, but this interference is very weak and still difficult to stop us."

The black-robed elder said coldly upon hearing this:

"Find that person and kill him."

A lion uses its full strength even to catch a rabbit.

Even if this interference was weak, it was still someone skilled in formations. If they lived, they would be a variable after all, greatly detrimental to the Plague Division's plan.

The Holy Son had finally decided to use their Plague Division.

How could there be any accidents at this critical juncture?

He stood on the high cliff of the valley, gazing at Peace County, a hundred miles away. His eyes were deep and thoughtful. People said that the methods of the Plague Department were vicious, harmful to nature, and would surely be punished by Heaven.

But little did they know,

The world is a sea of suffering, the Three Realms a burning house, and all living beings are tormented by pain.

Only by freeing oneself from the physical body and returning to one's home can one find ultimate bliss.

Willow Village, within the Yin God Temple's base.

The Yin God Temple's Daoist looked up at the sky, where Yin energy was dense and flying everywhere, with fierce and menacing Yin spirits and ghosts. He smiled slightly, then with a thought, he canceled the restraints, and followed them towards Peace County, hoping that Yuan Xingkong would like the surprise he was giving him.

Through the Yin God Mirror, he had already investigated.

This time, the plague tide arose inexplicably, but what truly allowed it to continue growing was the White Lotus Sect, which even used the notorious Plague Department. Their methods were so ruthless that they even wanted to create a land of death.

If it succeeded, once the death energy spiraled out of control and expanded,

I'm afraid this eight-hundred-mile area would be turned into a no-man's land.

But he was happy to see it succeed. Anyway, even if the matter was exposed, the real responsibility would either lie with the person who inexplicably caused this plague tide, or with the White Lotus Sect.

The Yin God Temple could completely fish in troubled waters and sit back and watch.

If it succeeded, there would be fewer people to share the dragon energy.

If it failed, the Yin God Temple would not suffer any losses.

He just wondered why the Joy Pavilion was still silent?

He frowned as he thought of that dangerous woman known as the Joyful Celestial Maiden, feeling that her purpose in coming to Peace County was not just for the dragon energy, or simply to retaliate against the Golden Pavilion's encirclement.

Although the Joy Pavilion claimed to be a secret Buddhist sect, advocating the supreme principle of Yin-Yang dual cultivation to ascend to bliss together, in reality, even the Yin God Temple was ashamed of its degree of evil.

In terms of bewitching people's minds, it was not inferior to the White Lotus Sect at all.

Inside Peace County, in the high-rise of the Celestial Abode.

The Joyful Celestial Maiden, dressed in a seductive light纱, sat on a soft榻, looking at Chen Guanhai below, who was licking the soles of her shoes with a look of infatuation, lost in thought. Then, she smiled quietly and said charmingly:

"Lord Chen, are you saying that the reason why Su Xiaolangjun was able to attract Xu Ruohai's attention is very likely because he is the missing young master of the Northern Border Yu Wang Mansion?"

"Yes, Immortal Maiden. This official noticed this at the time and wrote a letter to the Yu Wang Mansion. They quickly sent General Xu, which in turn confirmed this point. Even if Su Han is not the young master, I'm afraid he has a great relationship with him, perhaps having been in contact before."

"This official has investigated. Before Su Han rose to prominence, he had a very close relationship with two people, one named Zhao Caishu and the other named Zhang Tie. The three of them were originally Li family slaves."

"When Su Han redeemed himself, he also redeemed these two people together, but later Zhao Caishu disappeared mysteriously, and Zhang Tie ended up as an apprentice in a blacksmith shop."

Chen Guanhai stopped licking and replied, his words still clear and logical, as if he were still the same person.

But the infatuation in his eyes remained unchanged, as if he had become a different person.

"Hehe, one surnamed Zhao and one surnamed Zhang?"

The Joyful Celestial Maiden smiled and said lazily again:

"Then please, Lord Chen, take me to see that Zhang Tie first."

The purpose of her coming to this small town was naturally dragon energy.

But dragon energy does not necessarily need to be snatched directly. Using force to fight and risk one's life is inefficient and very crude. That Yuan is also too fierce and difficult to defeat.

Those fools all believe that obtaining dragon energy can transform them from a Jiao into a dragon, not only increasing their strength but also allowing their fate to undergo a transformation, so that they can occupy a place in the coming chaotic world.

But, how can one dragon compare to many dragons?

You get the dragon energy, and this palace will get you.

She looked charming, licking her tongue.

In this small place, there is a gathering of Qingyuan Prefecture's talented martial artists, as well as the White Lotus Sect's saint and the Yin God Temple's Daoist, etc., which really interests her.

Then let's start with your friend, Su Langjun. Who told you, this little Langjun, to be so handsome and have the most dragon energy, but to live in seclusion and not show your face at all,

Making it impossible for this palace to find a chance to strike?

She was happy in her heart, and a plan had already emerged in her mind.

At this time, in the Golden Pavilion.

Su Han's face was pale, his heart had stopped, he was bloodless, his body was as cold as a corpse, he was not breathing, and the death energy was strong. There was no doubt that he was dead, and had been dead for a long time.

But he was alive, lively and kicking.

Feeling his strange state of being clearly dead but alive, his expression was subtle, but somewhat pleasantly surprised. This was the ability of the Dao Pattern of Life and Death, named the Transformation of Life and Death.

One can freely transform between the states of life and death.

In the state of death, one is almost no different from a dead person, even able to vaguely see the path to the Netherworld. Anyone who perceives it will feel that one is an inanimate object, with extremely strong concealment abilities.

The essence of this ability is to interfere with the transformation of life and death energy.

The extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life.

The longer one stays in the state of death, the more majestic the life energy will be when transforming into the state of life, and the more powerful the combat power will be, just like accumulating momentum, like a compressed spring rebounding.

Resurrecting in silence, rising in decay!

Being able to interfere with oneself, one can naturally also interfere with the outside world.

By consuming the power of the Dao Pattern of Life and Death, one can interfere with the transformation of life and death energy in the outside world to a certain extent. Although it is impossible to break the laws of life and death to bring the dead back to life, or to make the living die immediately,

But it is possible to allow death energy to grow in the enemy, causing their vitality to decline, reducing their lifespan, and accelerating their lifespan limit, or to transform death energy into life energy, treating near-death injuries, or delaying the lifespan limit, keeping a breath, and maintaining peak combat power before death!