Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation-Novel2

Chapter 1452: Trapped on the Ghost Mountain

The black-clad swordsman did not see wrong. The ten footprints on the ground made with fresh red blood were very vibrant and eye-catching. They even seemed somewhat too vibrant; it was absolutely impossible for human blood to be that vivid. action

The strange scene startled the black-clad swordsman pale. He quickly looked back at Jiang Tian and begged in a quivering voice, "Senior Jiang, save…save me!"

"Don't move."

Although Jiang Tian possessed an eccentric temper and a proud and aloof character, he would not just stand by idly and not help.

This matter went beyond Jiang Tian's expectations. There should not have been any major problems with just taking ten steps. Even if there was a problem, it should not have been so severe, resulting in bloody footprints, which was an extremely ominous sign.

Originally, Jiang Tian just wanted to let this black-clad swordsman suffer a little before making a move to deal with the problem. However, now, it seemed that the problem was a little too grave.

This was not Jiang Tian's first time coming to the Mirage Immortal Palace; he had been here no less than ten times before in total. As long as he did not enter the palace, with his means, there should not be any danger.

However, now, it appeared that there had been some changes. Someone had altered the geography here!

When things were different, something had to be abnormal. In all the times Jiang Tian had been here, he had been fine. Thus, there was no other possible reason aside from this.

"Don't move. I'll come over."

As Jiang Tian spoke, azure geomancy banners flew out from his body, turned into beams of azure light, and stabbed into the ground in some kind of formation in an instant.

"Ah!"

Blood flew up from the ground where the banners landed. Miserable screams rang out, startling everyone who heard it. It frightened that black-clad swordsman even more, but he did not dare to rush Jiang Tian.

At this moment, the entire ground undulated gently, stretching out continuously.

Such a strange scene deterred everyone from moving rashly. They all showed nervous expressions.

Only Jiang Tian remained calm, following the bloody footprints and walking forward step by step.

On the throne, Xiao Chen's expression remained calm. A Dragon Fixing Needle appeared in his right hand. This was a Dragon Seeking Secret Treasure that he used for seeking dragons and fixing veins in the past. Back then, he forged many of them.

Although Xiao Chen put down his Geomaster practice later, he still kept the Dragon Fixing Needles, the Dragon Revealing Mirror, and the Dragon Subduing Platform.

Light flashed under Jiang Tian's feet. With every step he took, the blood scattered and turned into beams of scarlet light surrounding his body.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Outside the formation, scary roars suddenly resounded. A pair of green eyes flashed continuously, along with heavy breathing.

"What is that?" Feng Xiao asked. He did not know what was going on and felt somewhat nervous.

As Martial Emperors, they possessed overwhelming strength. However, they did not know anything about such ominous things like this ghost thing.

That middle-aged couple also placed their right hands on their weapons, preparing to attack at any moment.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly under his mask. This was not a good sign. Jiang Tian was busy scattering that evil blood, and the formation would not operate on its own.

If this thing broke the formation and charged in, his group would probably panic. If things went wrong, they might even end up attacking each other.

The unknown would always be the greatest source of fear.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Chen still decided to make a move in the end. He flicked his finger, and the Dragon Fixing Needle turned into a beam of dim light as it shot out. The mysterious existence lingering and prowling around the formation cried out miserably and rolled on the ground.

Just at this moment, Jiang Tian also finished taking those ten steps and scattering all the blood. The ground stopped trembling, and everything returned to normal.

"Alright, it is safe for now."

Jiang Tian pointed at that black-clad swordsman, indicating that he could come back.

That black-clad swordsman looked like he was heavily laden. He stood that way for some time, not moving at all, his body having gone stiff long ago.

Then, the black-clad swordsman finally raised his leg and took a step. "Boom!" His body shattered and broke into pieces. However, not a single drop of blood spilled. It turned out that he had already turned into a dried corpse much earlier without realizing it.

Now, Xiao Chen somewhat understood why the blood was so vibrant. That was the essence blood of a Martial Emperor, the black-clad Martial Emperor's own blood.

Such a sudden scene startled everyone into gaping. A Seventh Heaven Sovereign Martial Emperor broke apart and died instantly.

"Damn it. It turns out that he was already dead from the moment he took the first wrong step. What a waste of my time!"

After glancing at the remains, Jiang Tian cursed resentfully.

"Senior Jiang, what's going on?" the hemp-robed old man asked Jiang Tian, suppressing the horror in his heart.

Jiang Tian did not hide anything. He replied honestly, "Someone messed with the geography of this place. If I'm not wrong, it should be those Immortal Cultivators. Aside from them, no one else would dare.

"The nineteen Spirit Communicator Mountains in the surroundings all turned into genuine Ghost Mountains. Yin and Yang are mixed up; the five elements are in chaos. With just one wrong step, you will end up like that fellow."

Feng Xiao gasped sharply. "That powerful? He is a Seventh Heaven Martial Emperor. How could he die so easily?"

Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully. "You are overthinking. Do you know how a Ghost Mountain is refined? It is made by piling up the bones and blood of Martial Emperors. In ancient times, there were no burial rites; people did not understand the principle and did not separate evil from good. Humans were no different from wild beasts, doing things roughly and selfishly. A Martial Emperor dying was no different from a wild beast dying, so the bones and blood just casually piled up.

"Burial rites only came about in the Immemorial Era. People finally learned how to bury the dead for them to pass on in peace. Since then, no more Ghost Mountains appeared. All the Ghost Mountains in the world are here."

When Feng Xiao heard such a secret, he was mildly stunned, finding it somewhat hard to accept.

"What is that group of Immortal Cultivators trying to do? Are they trying to trap us all here?" The hemp-robed old man thought even further, thinking about the Mirage Immortal Palace.

Jiang Tian replied indifferently, "There is no need to even think about it. There must be something that they must obtain in the Mirage Immortal Palace. They cannot afford anything going wrong. Otherwise, that group of people would not be so ruthless."

"What should we do now? I found a Universe Origin Fruit in the Mirage Immortal Palace one hundred years ago. It should be maturing around now. Could it be that I have to stay here and just give up on it?"

In his depression, the hemp-robed old man accidentally leaked the secret in his heart.

"Hehe! The Universe Origin Fruit is really good stuff. Rumors say that it is an Immortal Fruit that can increase cultivation by one thousand years. Old Man Mu, you really hid your secrets well. You must be here in order to obtain the Dao and become a Prime, right?" Jiang Tian said with a smile, not finding the situation urgent.

The middle-aged couple, Feng Xiao, and Xiao Chen all could not help looking at the hemp-robed old man.

Is there really such a thing?

This is a legendary item. Even during the Immortal Epoch, it was an extremely rare natural treasure.

The hemp-robed old man could not be bothered with so much anymore. He said sullenly, "Senior Jiang, I don't care about anything else. You must send me to the Mirage Immortal Palace."

Similar scenes happened on the many mountains. The Elders of the various Holy Lands all pressed their Geomasters to figure out a way down the mountains.

It was not just Mu Yong. Everyone who came to the Mirage Immortal Palace all had their objectives. They did not want to miss out on this rare opportunity. After all, the next time the Mirage Immortal Palace appeared might be after the golden age.

Jiang Tian said indifferently, "It's impossible. The geography is already messed up, and the Ghost Mountain has formed. I can move about freely on my own but not while bringing others along. Just wait here for one month, and you will be sent out."

On the throne, Xiao Chen raised his head and looked up. The sky was overcast; the sun, the moon, and the stars could not be seen. However, he infused his Spiritual Sense into his eyes, allowing him to see the astrological signs above.

Xiao Chen gently tapped the armrest with his five fingers.

The hemp-robed old man was very frustrated, but he was much better than the black-clad swordsman at controlling his temper. He knew he could not be rash or force Jiang Tian.

Feeling sullen, Mu Yong did not know what he should do.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and sized up Jiang Tian. This old fellow possessed many means. It was impossible that this was all Jiang Tian could do. The Geomaster had to be holding back, not wanting to get involved in this conflict. Hence, he purposely stalled them.

As Xiao Chen observed the astrological signs, the Geomasters on the other Ghost Mountains made use of their skills and the signs of the Ghost Mountain to slowly head down their respective mountains.

Since the other Geomasters had some means to deal with the situation, it was impossible for Jiang Tian not to.

Furthermore, from the start to the end, aside from a few simple geomancy banners, Xiao Chen had not seen Jiang Tian use any powerful Dragon Seeking Secret Treasure.

Jiang Tian's treasure, the Worldly Wind Water Banner, had not even made an appearance.

While these suspicions flashed in Xiao Chen's head, he suddenly discovered that Jiang Tian seemed to be looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.