Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 717 - 355: Undead Army_2

Chapter 717: Chapter 355: Undead Army_2

"How did you get out of that place back then?"

Xiao Lingqiu looked at him.

Jiang Shouzhong said, "The exit of that place was relatively easy to find, nowhere near as vast as this. I was just wondering, could it be that where we are now is also inside an underground palace."

Xiao Lingqiu frowned and fell into deep thought.

She was familiar with the underground palaces built during the previous dynasty. Aside from suppressing demons, they housed treasures for contingencies.

With the fall of the previous dynasty, most of the underground palaces had been looted.

Almost all of their locations had been uncovered.

She even had a map marked with the locations of underground palaces across Dazhou on her desk back in her chamber, but it didn’t indicate any underground palaces near Zhenxuan Mountain.

Therefore, she did not agree with Jiang Shouzhong’s assumption.

Besides, given their current experiences, it seemed improbable that the previous dynasty could have constructed such a grand and enigmatic underground palace.

"I’ll take a short nap and think it over carefully; you should rest for a while too."

Fatigued by their relentless journey, Jiang Shouzhong closed his eyes and leaned against a tree.

But Xiao Lingqiu dared not rest, fearful of demons suddenly appearing, her nerves constantly on edge.

The warm sun still hung over the sky.

A gentle creek softly slapped against the pebbles on the bank.

Occasionally, the wind rustled, spinning down a few red maple leaves and adding faint ripples to the jade-like stream.

Suddenly, Xiao Lingqiu felt bittersweet. If one could ignore the lurking grotesque demons, this place would unquestionably be a secluded Taoyuan, the perfect retreat.

As her thoughts wandered, her eyelids grew heavy, and eventually, she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to discover that the sky had turned dark.

Hanging in the firmament was not the warm sun, but a crescent moon soaked in blood-red light. The stars were absent, leaving the sky unnervingly clean, as if scrubbed spotless.

Jiang Shouzhong stood by the creek, lost in thought.

The man’s upper torso was still bare.

Under the blood moon’s glow, his bronze skin shimmered faintly with a subtle sheen. The contours of his abdominal muscles were crisply defined, each muscle exuding a rugged masculinity and raw charm.

Xiao Lingqiu was momentarily spellbound.

This guy wasn’t always intolerable; sometimes, he was undeniably attractive.

No wonder Miaomiao was ensnared by him.

Reflecting on their interactions during this journey, everything felt surreal.

She had detested him, yet somehow, they had grown unexpectedly close.

She had looked at him, carried him, held him, touched him...

Unimaginable in the past.

Though the circumstances had forced them, the absurdity was undeniable.

"How’s your cultivation recovery coming along?"

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly asked.

Snapping back to reality, Xiao Lingqiu prepared to move her body but was startled to discover a piece of clothing covering her.

It was Jiang Shouzhong’s dried shirt.

The woman was momentarily dazed.

From childhood, only her mother had tucked her in with a blanket or clothes while she slept. That kind of tenderness had long been buried in distant memories, rarely resurfaced.

Jiang Shouzhong walked over, picked up the shirt, and draped it over himself, saying, "I’ve carefully scouted the area. No demons are present. It seems this place is special—demons fear coming near."

Pointing to the massive tree, he added, "Also, when night fell, a door appeared in the tree. It could be an exit or lead somewhere else."

"So, I’d like your opinion: should we search elsewhere or enter the tree?"

Xiao Lingqiu pushed down her jumbled thoughts and attempted to stand, but her body wouldn’t cooperate, leaving her with only the strength to move her arms.

"No. I still can’t walk."

Xiao Lingqiu felt frustrated.

It puzzled her. Her injury was only to her legs, with no sign of internal wounds, yet after all this time, her condition was akin to paralysis.

Could it be the side effects of Rama’s remains?

Jiang Shouzhong also found it strange, though he didn’t dwell on it. He adeptly hoisted Xiao Lingqiu onto his back, grinning, "Well, in that case, I no longer need your input."

Xiao Lingqiu pouted softly, draping her arms around his neck.

The familiar weight settled onto him.

The man gritted his teeth slightly and silently thought:

"If this woman ever has children, she’d probably spoil them rotten. That nutrition, those reserves—only Qingchen could compete."

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing him momentarily frozen, Xiao Lingqiu panicked, worried he’d spotted a demon.

"It’s nothing."

Jiang Shouzhong adjusted her position and started walking toward the towering tree.

Before the ancient tree, Xiao Lingqiu indeed saw a doorway.

It wasn’t so much a door as a hollow opening.

The opening was draped with hanging vines, and looking upward, the vines cascaded down from high above. At the treetop’s summit, faint radiance shimmered.

"Do you have anything for lighting?"

Jiang Shouzhong peered into the pitch-dark, eerie hollow.

Xiao Lingqiu struggled to retrieve a silvery bead, the size of a thumb, from her bosom. She blew on it gently, then held it up before the man.

The bead immediately emitted a soft light, illuminating the surroundings.

"This thing is even better than a luminous pearl."

Jiang Shouzhong marveled.

Xiao Lingqiu’s lips curved faintly.

As an Empress Dowager, would she use inferior items?

Entering the hollow, they passed down a damp, shadowy hallway, eventually arriving at a spiraling stone staircase cushioned in moss, winding upward like a long serpent.

Looking up, they saw the interior of the tree was eight-sided.

At the top was a semi-circular domed ceiling, its summit open, exposing One-Line Sky light through the gap.

"Who would’ve thought the inside of this tree was so spacious."

Jiang Shouzhong was astounded.

Even Xiao Lingqiu couldn’t help but marvel, "Even immortals from the heavens likely couldn’t craft such a spectacle."

The heavens?

Hearing those words, Jiang Shouzhong froze for a moment.

Carefully scanning the surroundings to ensure there was no danger, he cautiously stepped onto the stone staircase, ascending bit by bit.

No idea how long they climbed, but eventually, they reached the summit.

Jiang Shouzhong panted heavily from exhaustion.

The fatigue felt worse than being drained by Xie ninety-nine times.

He was perplexed. For someone with his cultivation level, it was implausible to feel so drained from carrying a woman up stairs.

This place seemed to exert some kind of restraint.

He couldn’t use the Zodiac Map here, nor could he retrieve the Seven Kills Blade from the Acupoint Space.

Strangely, he could still employ flying swords and Qinggong.

The oddity defied explanation.

Xiao Lingqiu noticed the sweat streaming down his face, particularly the droplets near his closed eyelids. Instinctively, she pinched the sleeve edge and wiped it away to prevent discomfort.

But after performing this action, she froze.

What was she doing?

Sweating bullets for this hateful man?

She bit her lip hard, silently resolved, "Fine, fair is fair. Ultimately, this guy carrying me is no small feat."

Jiang Shouzhong swept aside the curtain of hanging vines and emerged into the glowing exit.

As their eyes adjusted to the piercing brightness, the scene before them left both stunned.

What lay before them was a mountain—a crimson mountain.

Above its peak was another mountain, completely inverted, its tips mirroring one another.

Between the mountain peaks floated a lake.

Even the lake was red...

"Jiang Mo, could this be the Immortal Realm?" Xiao Lingqiu trembled.

But Jiang Shouzhong was even more shook inwardly.

He recalled Su Junwen’s soul, right before vanishing, had once said:

"My father told me about a mountain, where atop it lies another, upside-down..."

Jiang Shouzhong sucked in a sharp breath.

So Su Junwen wasn’t fabricating nonsense.

So Su Shanke truly had been here, witnessing this phenomenon.

But what in the world was this place?

"There’s a statue over there."

Xiao Lingqiu pointed to the red lake nestled between the mountains.

Jiang Shouzhong squinted; indeed, a colossal, crumbled statue lay in the lake, half emerged.

Looking at the shattered face of the statue, Jiang Shouzhong felt a strange familiarity.

It resembled Qu Hongling somewhat.

Beneath the statue, through the translucent lake’s depths, a word subtly surfaced—

"Red."

But what stunned Jiang Shouzhong even further was that floating in the lake were countless corpses. Each corpse was armored in black, radiating a stifling mystery.

Xiao Lingqiu suddenly gasped, "Asura Undead Army!"

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