Chapter 65: The Veil of Night

  On a stone platform, Bai Cang and Feng Xian found many human corpses. Strangely, there were no wounds on the bodies, but each one had an eerie smile on their face with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

  "It's terrible, it's a Ghost-faced Butterfly, an undead noble of the Viscount level that is not inferior to the Eight-eyed Heavenly King. Its Undead Light can transform into a vast amount of pink dust, entering your body through the seven orifices and tearing all your internal organs apart." Feng Xian's face revealed a look of shock after seeing those corpses.

  "Even if the Ghost Butterfly's Undying Light turns to dust, we have our Primordial Spirit Light protecting us. How could the dust possibly invade our seven orifices?" Bai Cangdong looked at the corpses and saw that there were even Viscount-level individuals among them, and his brow furrowed slightly as he said this.

  "If the Benming Shenguang can defend against the powder of the Guimian Die, then the Guimian Die wouldn't be so frightening. Its Undying Light has the ability to penetrate, and ordinary Benming Shenguang cannot defend against that powder. If we encounter it next time, we must run as fast as possible, I also don't have a way to restrain it." Feng Xian said.

  Bai Cangdong nodded slightly and continued to move forward along the iron chain road. Just as he hadn't gone far, a giant butterfly with a body that shone with emerald green light flew over from the sky, its wingspan reaching five or six meters long.

  But on the butterfly's head grew a human face with an eerie smile like that of a clown.

  "It's a Ghost Butterfly, it's still here, let's run quickly." Feng Xian exclaimed.

  Bai Cang Dong descended rapidly along the iron chain, but where could he outrun the Ghost Butterfly's flying speed? He was soon caught up by the Ghost Butterfly.

  The butterfly with a ghostly face flapped its wings, and countless emerald green light spots flew out, enveloping Bai Cang and Feng Xian in a starry sky.

  "It's all over!" Feng Xian exclaimed.

  Bai Cangdong was not so pessimistic, and he suddenly threw out a hand to cast the Wind Spirit. A white whirlwind howled out, sucking in those emerald green light points and reversing them towards Gui Mian Die.

  The ghost-faced butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, but the whirlwind seemed to come alive, turned around and continued to chase after the ghost-faced butterfly.

  "Your innate divine light can actually block the Ghost Butterfly's Undying Light's penetrating ability!" Feng Xian exclaimed in surprise.

  Bai Cangdong didn't respond, focusing on controlling the Wind Spirit to chase after the Ghost-faced Butterfly while constantly looking for an opportunity to kill it.

  "On this iron chain bridge, you're carrying me and holding onto the chain with one hand, it's impossible to kill the Ghost-faced Butterfly. Let's go back to the stone platform we were on before, put me down, then you can use your full strength to kill the Ghost-faced Butterfly."

  Bai Cang Dong Zheng had this intention, grasping the iron chain and climbing upwards, hoping to return to the top of the stone platform from earlier.

  The ghost-faced butterfly let out a strange cry, and the flower patterns on its wings seemed to come alive, radiating ring after ring of undying light that shattered the wind spirit that had been chasing it.

  The ghost-faced butterfly came chasing again, and Bai Cangdong could only strike out a gust of wind spirit once more, sweeping the swirling dust motes into it.

  Bai Cangdong didn't go to control the wind spirit, instead he climbed up while releasing the wind spirit, just to delay the speed of Gui Mian Die's pursuit. Before long, he returned to the top of the stone platform again.

  Feng Xian was put aside, and Bai Cangdong summoned Po Xie and Ling Luo Sword to charge towards Gui Mian Die.

  With the dual swords infused with wind spirits, Bai Cangdong wanted to kill Gui Mian Die as soon as possible. The longer they delayed, the more undead would gather at the Undead Altar.

  But the ghost-faced butterfly, which can be compared to the Eight-Eyed Heavenly King's undead clan, is not so easy to kill.

  Bai Cangdong's white undead light can counter the Ghost Butterfly's undead light penetration ability, but in a head-on collision, he is no match for the Ghost Butterfly's endless undead light, which is like a tide. Even with the ability to shatter evil and undead light, he can only barely defend himself. Wanting to kill the Ghost Butterfly with one person's power is simply a fool's dream.

  "Your swordsmanship and footwork are exquisite, but unfortunately, they're not at the Viscount level. I'll teach you a Viscount-level sword technique that can help you kill the Ghost Butterfly. Listen carefully, don't miss a single word." Feng Xian shouted from afar.

  Bai Cang Dong slightly hesitated for a moment, but soon heard Feng Xian loudly shouting out the incantation of a martial skill from over there, and hastily concentrated to memorize it.

  While dancing with the Ghost Butterfly, he memorized the Wuji Fist manual. After Wind Fairy recited it twice, Bai Cangdong had already memorized it perfectly without a single mistake.

  This is a Viscount-level swordsmanship, and the difference from Pain Knife Technique lies in that this swordsmanship emphasizes not the sword moves, but the manipulation of one's Innate Divine Light.

  Concentrate the divine light of Benming on the sword tip, and strike out a shocking and earth-shaking sword. In an instant, the power of Benming's divine light can be increased by several times, or even ten times.

  "Have you memorized the sword technique?" Feng Xian recited it four or five times before stopping and asked Bai Cangdong loudly.

  Bai Cangdong didn't answer, instead he seized the opportunity and thrust out his evil-destroying sword. The tip of the sword concentrated a beam of vital energy into a single line, fiercely stabbing onto the Ghost-faced Butterfly's wing, forcibly piercing through its undying light, and creating a small hole on its wing.

  For the first time using Feng Xian's swordsmanship, Bai Cangdong only managed to exert twice his usual power, but it left Feng Xian staring in amazement.

  Feng Xian thought that even if Bai Cangdong could use that sword technique, he would need to practice it at least several dozen times before mastering it. But who knew that his first strike would unleash double the power.

  Bai Cangdong continuously used that one sword technique, its power increasing with each strike, and by the tenth or so sword, its power had increased six or seven times.

  Feng Xian didn't know what to say anymore. When she herself practiced this sword technique, it took her a whole half month to be able to unleash five times the power.

  The Ghost Butterfly was pierced through its body by Bai Cangdong's sword and turned into a scattering of light, dropping an equipment.

  Bai Cang Dong picked it up and took a look, his heart full of joy. The ghost-faced butterfly had dropped something, and it turned out to be a viscount-level golden armor, and even more rare was the face mask.

  Veil of Night: A mask formed from condensed night colors that cannot be destroyed and can avoid dust.

  After using the Night Veil, Bai Cangdong casually threw away the iron mask, and the originally icy white iron mask turned into a black mesh-like face armor.

  "Don't you feel like the strength in your body is quickly disappearing?" Feng Xian said with a hint of a smile, looking at Bai Cangdong.

  Bai Cang's heart skipped a beat, just now his attention was all focused on the fierce battle with Gui Mian Die, and he didn't feel anything, but now he discovered that his life-saving divine light had almost been consumed, and his body was also extremely weak.

  "What have you done to me?" Bai Cangdong coldly looked at Feng Xian and said.

  Feng Xian smiled and said, "I'm not that despicable. The reason you feel weak is because the 'Killing Sword' itself consumes a lot of your life force. You've used it consecutively for over ten times, it's strange if you don't feel weak."

  He casually tossed a jade bottle to Bai Cangdong: "This is the Gathering Light Pill, which can help you quickly recover your depleted True Spirit Light. However, the side effects are not small either. Within a month, only one Gathering Light Pill will be effective. If you use it and then deplete your True Spirit Light again, your recovery speed will be several times slower than usual."

  Bai Cangdong can't care about so many things now, if he loses his life, what's the point of talking about the future.

  Bai Cang Dong took the Gathering Light Pill and swallowed it directly, feeling that the Primordial Divine Light consumed in his Life Wheel was recovering at an extremely fast speed.

  "Is your injury healed?" Bai Cangdong took a glance at Feng Xian, who no longer showed any signs of being injured, with rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes full of spirit.

  "Alright then, let's hurry to the Undying Altar." Feng Xian led the way down the iron chain.

  "How many more of the Feng family are here?" After the battle with Guimian Die, Bai Cangdong felt that relying solely on himself and Feng Xian, plus the Four Cardinal Guardians who might be dead, it was impossible to rush up to the Undying Altar.

  "It's all gone, everyone is dead. We were in the midst of besieging Hachimoku-ten at that time, and it seemed like we could capture him soon. Who knew that the altar of the Undying suddenly appeared? Hachimoku-ten immediately transformed and almost instantly killed most of our clan members. I got separated from the remaining people, and I estimate they're all dead by now."

  "What about Hua Jia and the others?" Bai Cangdong was actually wondering if Yan Mengyun had arrived at the Abyss, and whether she was in danger.

  "Almost everyone is dead, the mutated Eight-Eyed Heavenly King is too brutal, and almost no one can escape its pursuit. I saw Mei Yun being killed by him with my own eyes, Ling Bo was also injured, Hua Qianwu and Hua Mingyang escaped together, but most of the people they brought were killed, only the two of them managed to escape, probably won't live for much longer." Feng Xian said coldly.

  "Isn't there also an heir named Yan Mengyun? What about her?" Feng Xian didn't mention Yan Mengyun, so Bai Cangdong had to ask himself.

  "She was lucky, because her own strength and power were very weak, so she didn't even come to participate in the siege of the Eight Heavenly Kings, which allowed her to narrowly escape."

  Bai Cang's heart sank as he put down a huge stone, then asked with some confusion: "You just said that the Ghost Face Butterfly is not inferior to the Eight-Eyed Heavenly King, but I used only one of the sword techniques you taught me and killed it. Why were so many of you defeated by an Eight-Eyed Heavenly King?"

  Feng Xian gave him a glance: "Your innate divine light just happens to restrain the Ghost-Faced Butterfly, allowing you to ignore its infiltration ability. If you didn't have that innate divine light, I'm afraid you would've been killed by the Ghost-Faced Butterfly countless times already. Our people may be numerous, but none of us possess the ability to break stealth. The mutated Eight-Eyed Heavenly King can remain hidden all the time, and even if we use our innate divine lights, it won't reveal its form like before. It's truly terrifying. We can't even see it; apart from being slaughtered one by one, what other method is there?"

  Moreover, the mutated Eight-eyed Heaven King's Heavenly Eye Technique was even more terrifying than before. The previously prepared True Sun Fire could not withstand its gaze, and many people were unexpectedly killed by its Heavenly Eye Technique, dying unjustly. Feng Xian thought of the people he had brought with him, many of whom had died under the Heavenly Eye Technique, and couldn't help but sigh.

  "Do you still have the True Sun Flame?" Bai Cangdong couldn't help but ask, he came to the Hurricane Abyss initially just to obtain the True Sun Flame, but hadn't expected to encounter the Undead Altar, so this idea had to be temporarily set aside.