The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 407: Master's Body Disappeared

There is a Narrow Slit Mountain within the territory of Daju Kingdom. While people throughout the dynasty are busy making a living, the bizarre changes of the Narrow Slit Mountain are happening again and again. The black fog that flies around every day is still rampant throughout the Narrow Slit Mountain.

On this day, the patrol team of the Slit Mountain military camp went to patrol the outer edge of the Slit Mountain as usual to respond to the search order issued by the dynasty. After the disappearance of General Ji Ziyin, two more generals were missing. This was the largest number of missing generals in previous years. At other times, only one or two generals were missing.

The captain of the patrol team led a dozen brothers behind him up the mountain, then deliberately stopped the team and talked to the brothers: "Everyone, be smart. Although we didn't follow the general to this narrow mountain, this narrow mountain is very strange. It doesn't only target high-ranking officials like the general. In previous years, when the generals traveled, the soldiers who followed them also disappeared. This year, the narrow mountain is even more weird. You all know that just a few days ago, the captain Wu and his dozen brothers from the Bingzi Camp were inexplicably lost on the mountain and have not been found yet. So this...ah that...let's stop here today. Everyone find something to eat and drink. Let's take a rest after eating and drinking. We can go back to the barracks and report tomorrow."

When everyone heard their captain's words, they felt that he was kinder than their father. Everyone agreed. They rested on the spot and tried their best to find food and drink.

This scene happened to be seen by a man on the opposite hill. His originally cold face showed a look of contempt and ridicule at their passive resistance.

This is a female figure wearing a short Taoist robe from the immortal sect.

This immortal was different from ordinary people. Although the incident happened on the opposite hill, the words and actions of those people seemed to have happened in front of her. She saw and heard everything clearly. However, what these people said and did had little to do with her, and she was too lazy to care about the trivial matters of these people in the mortal world.

She came to the Slit Mountain today for something important to do. She looked at the mysterious and strange Slit Mountain that was looming in front of her, and suddenly retracted her gaze. Her ears were more sensitive than those of the Wind-Earth Ear. She had already discovered from the sky hundreds of miles away that the huge black fog was coming here, so she immediately stopped delaying.

The figure, who looked like he was in his twenties, once again shuttled through the forest. The strange figure moved so fast that if a mortal saw it from behind, he would be shocked.

In just a few breaths, she had crossed a mountain outside and headed towards the mountains inside. This time she was in a hurry and almost used up all her magic power, because she had some understanding of this Slit Mountain. If she didn't run out of the coverage of the black fog within a few minutes, even a deity like her would fall under the magic of the black fog and be repeatedly toyed with by the black fog.

After crossing the outer mountains, she did not dare to stay for long. Since she stayed for a while in the hinterland of the Slit Mountain two hundred years ago, she had passed by the Slit Mountain very few times in the past two hundred years. Fortunately, she still remembered that it was the mountain in the hinterland of the Slit Mountain, where her mentor Zhao Qingjue was buried.

Yesterday, when she was meditating in the residence of the chief leader of the Qianfeng Mountain Immortal Sect, she suddenly sensed where her master was buried. She felt something was wrong and immediately set off towards the Slit Mountain.

The Slit Mountain not only buried sleeping gods like the master, but also the most powerful weapons in the world that could destroy the world. As Yuchi Lian was flying on her way, she thought to herself that only an immortal like her who had cultivated a semi-immortal body could travel freely in the Slit Mountain. No one else would have the ability to do so, unless it was God's will that allowed that person to leave.

Yuchi Lian flew quickly among the mountains and searched for a long time before she found the hole of the divine coffin that she had marked. She flew down like an immortal and stood on a tiankeng.

This time there was nothing wrong. The master was sleeping peacefully in the sea of blood and corpses in Jiuyou Town under the sinkhole.

Yuchi Lian went down the tiankeng, just like how Zhao Qingjue had taken Shen Wen that day, walking step by step in the Nine Nether Blood Talisman Array, passing through the blood talisman array and arriving in front of his master's coffin.

But when she lifted herself into the air and looked at her own body from above the coffin, she was horrified.

Gone!

Master’s physical body is gone!

Yuchi Lian's originally bright and saintly face immediately became distorted and depressed. Her body turned into a puff of black smoke and quickly fled from her master's burial place. After reaching the tiankeng, she transformed back and landed on the edge of the tiankeng.

Her anger reached its peak, and a whip appeared in her hand. She swung it hard towards the mountain next to her. The mountain shook violently, and countless pieces of stone and grass rolled down.

If she knew who stole her master's body, she would make that person suffer all the tortures in the world.

"Impossible! He must still be in this Slit Mountain. In my entire life, I have never seen anyone who has the ability to get my master out of that place. My master is a demigod like me. If he comes back to life, I will definitely be able to detect it."

If the master didn't escape from the coffin by herself, she must have had help from outsiders. She was extremely confident that there was no one else who could have gotten out of such a strange narrow mountain.

Yuchi Lian looked at the endless narrow mountain range below her and made a bold decision. Even if she was trapped in the narrow mountain again, she would find her master. She wanted to see what was going on.

She didn't know that when she fell into the Slit Mountain and looked for her master, her master's spirit was standing in the distance and secretly watching her. The Slit Mountain was just as she guessed, and the demigod body could not leave the Slit Mountain, but weren't there gods in this world who were more powerful than demigods?

The gods are in the endless cycle of reincarnation, just like crossing the stars and dust.

Yuchi Lian had great powers, but he was too greedy and angry. After patrolling in the Slit Mountain for a day, he was manipulated by the time and space transformation of the Slit Mountain just like the mortal soldiers patrolling the mountain.

However, Shen Wen and his companions, who were still in a certain time and space, had already fought a comeback. He led a group of ancient people and, without the support of modern weapons, completely defeated the group of modern people.

That day, Shen Wen brought captives like Ji Ziyin, who were skilled in martial arts, back to the bottom of the cliff. Although these people took the antidote, they were not completely detoxified and showed symptoms of sequelae the next day. Fortunately, Shen Wen tied up the manager with him and learned the formula of the poison from him. It was just as he guessed, it was an ingredient made from methamphetamine. Once used, it would be addictive and it would be difficult to quit for a lifetime.

Shen Wen looked at the talented people who were once the pillars of the Great Digging Nation, and felt a little distressed for them. All Shen Wen could do now was to put pressure on the manager to make more antidotes to sustain their daily beatings. As for the future, he could only gradually reduce the dosage or develop other alternative drugs. In short, the key still lies in the personal will of these people, fighting against the drugs in their bodies for a long time, and then slowly quitting the drugs.

Being captives in the arena, they had to fight each other every day and were tortured, beaten and starved. Even if they had a strong physique like a mountain and strong martial arts skills, they would become weak and powerless after a long time.

So Shen Wen stayed at the bottom of the cliff, guarding them with good food and drink while they rested for three days.

During these three days, the situation outside was very chaotic. The other captives were released, and most of them gathered into a revenge alliance. Since they discovered this time and space overnight, without modern weapons, the hatred accumulated in their hearts has become more and more powerful. They attack this organization and that organization all day long, and in turn occupy their resources, imprison them, and use the same methods to deal with their enemies. In the final analysis, they are all the same cruel people. Once they are given a chance, they will only do more.

In three days, except for the largest indigenous organization, the Avengers were not defeated, and the members of other small organizations had all become prisoners of the Avengers.

On the fourth day, the two factions, which were now equal in number, gathered again near the Colosseum and launched a new round of hand-to-hand combat.

However, they did not expect that when the two sides were fighting fiercely, several people suddenly fell from the sky and beat both sides like sandbags.

The exaggerated fighting power made both sides flee in fear, but just as they were scattered, they were driven back to their original positions by drones and artillery shells in the sky. Then a new round of being ravaged began again. There were only a few people, just a few people, and they were beaten like living sandbags and rag dolls.

After a good fight, everyone retreated easily at Shen Wen's call. Anyway, they are the most powerful now, and they don't care about territory. Wherever they go, a bunch of modern weaklings retreat. It's like free air wherever they go. And resources are also easy to get. They are strong and have no worries about food and drink. Except for worrying about the one or two hours of poison every day, all problems are solved because Shen Wen rescued them.

On the fifth day, the sixth day... and so on, ancient people like Ji Ziyan either treated the remaining poison under the cliff or ran to the modern people to vent their remaining experiences and beat them every day.

The days passed one by one, until this day, when time and space changed again, a group of new people came and a group of modern weapons dropped from the sky.

Chu Yanqiu and Shen Wen, along with Qi Feihu and Ji Ziyan, hid not far away and watched the various forces, staring eagerly at the frequent occurrence of time and space conversions, which was next to the woods where Shen Wen and Locke suddenly appeared on the bus.

When they saw that place, a group of people suddenly appeared inexplicably. This time, the group of people who came were armed personnel wearing bulletproof vests, with pistols on their waists and machine guns on their shoulders. These people were all dressed in the same clothes, except for a man in the middle who was wearing prisoner clothes. The man had shackles on his feet and hands, and not only that, he also wore an iron mask on his head, which prevented him from making any sound.

Shen Wen stared at the prisoner in confusion and said, "Strange... I've lived for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen such a serious criminal. I wonder what evil things this man has done to make so many armed men be so cautious with him."