Chapter 59: The Cliff of Fallen Souls, The Silken Web Plot

  "You wicked woman!" Zhang Emperor Xin angrily rebuked, "I have never met you before, how can we have an irreconcilable feud!"

  "Ptoo! I'd love to flay you alive!" Teng Snake was furious, but didn't care about the danger all around and charged straight at Gu Zhou. Wu Feng saw that Chi You, Jun Li Ming Wang had already entered the ancient imperial domain, and was worried that Zhang Emperor would comfort Xin An, how could he bear to entangle with him? This Xu Huan, with one spear, went straight towards Ancient Emperor Mountain!

  The pheasant snake was resentful, but it had too many constraints and couldn't keep up with the speed of the ancient boat. It fell behind and in an instant was buried by the fierce birds...

  Although the green light was flourishing, it passed through the wound but did not reach the heart, so it wasn't a serious injury. Wu Feng took out a nine-colored medicine pill from his bosom and gave it to Zhang Emperor Xin to take, and he recovered in no time: "Ghost Valley fellow, I don't know what you've done to make Teng Snake so furious. If this is about a romantic affair, after this trip, I'll head west...

  "Where... how could this be!" Zhang Di Xin almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard Wu Feng's words. Teng She was beautiful, but she was an ascetic, and even if she wasn't, he had no interest in such a venomous beauty. However, the deep-seated hatred and resentment in her words were extremely puzzling!

  Previously, I met Teng Snake. This person still had a smile on his face, but how could his complexion change so quickly? Before long, the ancient boat arrived at Guhuang Mountain, and on one side of the cliff, three vigorous big characters were written: Luohun Cliff!

  At the edge of the cliff, there are white silk ribbons everywhere, like the sails of lost spirits. The surroundings are desolate, with gloomy winds blowing from all directions, sounding like wails of ghosts and human cries. The atmosphere is bleak to the extreme. Amidst this, clusters of wildflowers bloom, all in deep crimson color. Their appearance is frightening, resembling the faces of miserable ghosts who died a terrible death. A faint, eerie fragrance wafts through the air, mixed with layers of bloody stench. It's unknown how many wronged souls are buried beneath.

  There was a strong sense of resentment here, Zhang Emperor Xin thought to himself, but at this moment he saw a ray of light flashing by, and stopped in front of the Soul-Breaking Cliff.

  A group of dozens of people, the leader, Zhang Di Xin and others were all acquaintances, but there was a team of people in magnificent robes, who were unfamiliar, judging from their attire, they should be people from the Heavenly Court. The crowd paid their respects, their eyes involuntarily turned to him and Wu Feng's two people, Chi, Pan Si Niang Niang and a python-robed jade-crowned Taoist simultaneously paid their respects saying: "Wu Feng Dao friend has courtesy."

  Wu Feng returned the gift, but secretly informed Zhang Emperor Xin that the person in the python robe was actually Tian Jie Dao Ren from the Heavenly Realm. Although this person had a kind face, his heart was extremely vicious and he used his Golden Immortal cultivation to do despicable things. This time, no matter what, they must be careful.

  "Since Wu Feng Dao You arrived first, I'll let the two of you go ahead. As a person from the Heavenly Realm, I speak of reason and principle, so it's not good for me to seize this opportunity." Just as Wu Feng finished reminding them, Ji Dou Dao Ren spoke up in a serious tone, "I don't know what Red ** and Pan Si Niang Niang think about this?"

  Although Ji Du Dao Ren's words were humble, he knew that the ancient emperor mountain was extremely dangerous. You two should go first and even if you become cannon fodder, it would be better for the people of the two sects to reduce their losses. As for not mentioning Jun Mo Li Ming Wang alone, it is because there is only one person in the Western Sect who can do so, and this person's cultivation is extremely high, whether mentioned or not, no one can let him try the array.

  Chi and Jun Wu Li Ming Wang exchanged a glance, neither of them spoke, taking it as an agreement. Pan Si Niang Niang and Yu Mian Niang Niang led only a few people from the Jie Teaching, intentionally trying to win over Zhang Di Xin, so they opened their mouths and said: "Ghost Valley Dao friend is on good terms with our Jie Teaching, Ji Dou Dao friend has a humble heart, but it's well known that gentlemen take advantage of others' kindness. In this case, it's better for Dao friends to go in first."

  "It's great, I think you must have a good reason for coming here. If you get the treasure, I and Zhang Emperor won't be jealous." Zhang Emperor immediately echoed in agreement, Wu Feng smiled slightly: "Then I wish you good luck, Count Du, may you find the treasure soon."

  Ji Du Dao's friend listened and didn't get angry, but also couldn't say anything more. The conversation had reached this point, and it was as if he had forced himself into a corner. After thinking for a moment, he nodded to two people behind him and ordered them to go in.

  The two of them received the order and walked in, as soon as they entered the Soul-losing Cliff, their figures disappeared, not a sound could be heard, only the dark wind at the cliff's mouth was very strong, presumably they had lost their lives.

  Everyone saw this, and they were all stunned. Several others were also like this. The group of immortals looked at each other in dismay, standing at the edge of the cliff, not daring to enter. Zhang Emperor Xin raised the corner of his mouth: "If everyone doesn't leave, then I, together with my friend Wu Feng, will take a step forward first."

  "Be careful, Guigudao friend!" For some reason, Pan Si Niangniang showed a different kind of concern for Zhang Dixing, and reminded him as he was about to leave. Zhang Dixing thanked her and then entered with Wu Feng.

  Zhang Emperor Xin was just like a cliff, but saw four sides of blackness, not seeing any objects, the sound of yin wind, and didn't know where it came from. He took a step forward, but felt that there was nothing under his feet. It seemed that the people who had come before were careless and hadn't explored carefully, so they fell down directly. How could they have sent back news? So he retreated one step, sticking close to the cliff wall: "Wu Feng Daoist friend be careful, ahead is empty space."

  "Be careful, friend, this place is about to be ambushed." Wu Feng said casually, but Zhang Di Xin secretly took note of it. Wu Feng's words seemed to know the situation at Luoshen Cliff, and thinking back to when they crossed Tianxia last time, the two of them had set out later than Chi ** and others, yet arrived first. In his heart, he was even more certain that this person must have been to Gu Huang Domain before!

  Zhang Di Xin and Wu Feng walked closely together, after a while, they saw a bright light in front of them. Their feet moved faster without realizing it, but suddenly felt empty beneath their feet, and their bodies plummeted downwards!

  Not good, this is an illusion! Zhang Emperor Xin's back was cold sweat, and he inserted the tiger into the hanging wall, but for some reason, the tiger inserted into the hanging wall, as if it were painted on tofu, his body fell down, and it was difficult to stop. Wu Feng saw this and hurriedly helped: "Ghost Valley Daoist friend be careful!"

  As soon as Wu Feng's voice fell, Zhang Di Xin felt a chill wind rising from under his feet, like the edge of a knife, directly tearing through his clothes. After that, with the flow of air rotating, a huge black hole was formed, and it sucked everything in with a loud whoosh!

  Zhang Di Xin suddenly felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and he could hardly control himself. Wu Feng furrowed his brow and could only shout: "Fellow Daoist, hurry up! This thing can only hold for a moment!"

  The ancient boat had no restraints, and was also affected by the suction force from below, causing it to fall rapidly. Zhang Emperor Xin saw the ancient boat falling down, but didn't care about that at all, and with one swift motion, pulled out the Tiger Spirit, using the boat's body as a fulcrum, and shot upwards. Wu Feng was above, and with a flick of his wrist, threw down his cloak, temporarily using it to pull and restrain.

  The ancient boat fell, but saw the figure getting smaller and smaller. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace, not even making a sound. Zhang Emperor Xin leaned against the wall of Bi Cliff, his back already covered in cold sweat. If he had gone down just now, his life would have been over. "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving me."

  Wu Feng's eyes gazed at the black hole, showing a reluctant expression. He replied casually that nothing was wrong and then walked forward. After walking for a while, he saw a vast expanse of land with dense forests and misty clouds. As he looked around, he saw a majestic mountain in the distance, its shape strange and unusual, resembling a giant bell suspended in mid-air.

  Under the beautiful mountain, a clear stream falls down, like a jade belt floating in the air, it is indeed elegant and beautiful. Emperor Zhangxin looked at it, but had a feeling of having seen it before, and after looking again at Wu Feng, he finally realized that this place was extremely similar to Jiuli Island!

  Zhang Di Xin was even more convinced at this time that there must be a real connection between Jiuli Island and the ancient imperial domain. If not, how could it be so coincidental!

  "Last time I came here, I only said that this place is the boundary of the previous life, and everything else is unknown." Wu Feng spoke while handing two objects to Zhang Emperor Xin, "Ghost Valley fellow, put these things in your ears. If you can't make progress, then retreat immediately, don't linger any longer."

  Zhang Di Xin nodded, but secretly put the two objects in his storage bag. A person who harms others must not exist, and a mind that guards against others must not be absent. This Wu Feng is really too suspicious, too difficult to grasp.

  Wu Feng arrived here, but didn't rush forward. Instead, he buried something at the exit and Zhang Di Xin felt suspicious in his heart, but it wasn't convenient for him to go forward, so he just rested on one side, recovering his energy.

  Before long, the three of them arrived: Red Lotus Puxian Daoist, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Wufeng. All three had pale faces. Seeing Wufeng, they were not as courteous as before, merely nodding in greeting, and sat down to one side with their legs crossed.

  After the sermon, Ji Doudao and Jun Li Mingwang arrived. Then Pan Si Niangniang appeared with a furious face: "Ji Doudao, you are too shameless, how could you do such a thing!"

  Yu Mian Dao You just died for our side, and I'm deeply grieved in my heart, but it was also too late to save him. Ji Dou Dao Ren said as he sat down, "Earlier, Jun Chu Li Dao You also lost the Ninth-Rank Lotus, if not for Ming Wang, your life would have been hard to preserve."

  "Jade-faced Taoist friend, it's clear you're pushing this forward, everyone is watching to see how you'll squirm out of this. Pan Si Niang heard this and became even angrier, 'If not for Jun Dou Li Taoist friend, I would have died at your hands too! Today, if you don't give me an explanation, we won't part until one of us dies!'"

  "You say that, have all of you fellow Taoists ever seen it?" Ji Du Dao Ren heard this and didn't even raise an eyebrow. He explained that previously there was no such thing as the Holy Mother. Chi Yan and others, how could they be willing to speak on behalf of Pan Si Niang Niang? On the side, Jun Chu Li Ming Wang's face turned iron blue: "Ji Du Dao Ren, your ability to distort black and white is indeed unparalleled!"

  "Jun Tuli, my friend, this is the East, not your Western land. If you want to be arrogant, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Jun Tuli, Ming Wang had previously saved people and had long lost the Nine-Petaled Lotus Platform, greatly damaging his strength. Naturally, he was not afraid of Zou Dao Ren.

  Pan Si Niang couldn't bear it, raised her hand and attacked. A white light flashed, forming a white net in the air that fell straight down. Ji Doudao's eyebrows slightly rose, he flicked his sleeve, creating dark winds that directly blew the white net away.

  Ji Doudao raised his hand to strike, but unexpectedly Pan Silai's front clothes were all gone. One hand pressed on her waist and abdomen, and the navel shone with white light, transforming into strips of white silk that bound him tightly!

  Ji Doudao was caught off guard and got entangled in the white silk threads. For a moment, he couldn't break free, and the more he struggled, the tighter the silver threads became. Pan Silai took advantage of the situation and launched another attack, unleashing countless silk threads from her abdomen that burst forth and wrapped Ji Doudao into a ball of silk!

  "Recover!" Pan Si's voice was stern, her mouth chanting a spell. The silver mass gradually shrank, and the struggling figure of Di Ren could be seen inside. In an instant, blood seeped out from within!

  "Today is the day of your death, Ji Doudao!" Pan Si Niangniang wiped her hand and conjured up a three-foot-long sword with intricate patterns. She danced in mid-air, creating a whirlwind of sword flowers, before striking out with a swift stab!