The curse was over, and intelligence was back in charge.

Everyone had survived a calamity, and after the relief, they felt a little embarrassed and awkward when they recalled the scenes just now.

It was more awkward and humiliating than the "Frugality" and "Understanding Ghosts" levels. Even Xiahou Aotian, who was usually thick-skinned, couldn't help but think of "returning home" or "finding a crack in the ground to crawl into."

Zhang Yuanqing, who had maintained his human consciousness, walked towards Hongjige while taking out the Mountain God Scepter and handing it to Guan Ya, urging, "Quick, quick, save people!"

The uninjured people quickly adjusted their emotions and rushed towards Tianxiaguihuo, Sun Miaomiao, and Hongjige to treat their dying teammates.

Fortunately, the curse had passed in time, and the originally dying trio had recovered their condition, pulling back their feet from the gates of hell.

Hongjige was the most seriously injured. His spine was fractured, his internal organs were damaged, and he had lost a lot of blood. Even with the return of his spiritual power, his condition was still terrible.

The Fire Master lay weakly on the ground, his lips and face as pale as paper, his pupils dilated, his chest heaving violently, and his heart working overtime to provide fresh blood to his oxygen-deprived brain, but this only accelerated blood loss.

Zhang Yuanqing took out a tube of golden, clear Source of Life and injected it into Hongjige's jugular vein.

This was not diluted Source of Life. Diluted Source of Life could not save a dying Saint. This was the original version of Source of Life that the Xie family was paying in installments.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped after injecting half a tube of Source of Life, waiting for Guan Ya to bring the Mountain God Scepter.

His Source of Life reserves were not large, and after initially stabilizing Hongjige's injuries, he would leave the rest to the self-healing item.

"It hurts, it itches..." Hongjige moaned and groaned. The taste of broken bones regenerating was not pleasant and was quite painful.

The spine rapidly proliferated, the fractured areas were connected to each other, and the flesh squirmed and grew, but it was still soft before it was completely repaired.

Guan Ya walked over with a flushed face. She had initially stabilized Tianxiaguihuo's injuries.

"Is Hongjige okay?"

"I'll treat him."

At this moment, Guan Ya's eyes were blurred and charming, and her cheeks were flushed as if drunk. As soon as Zhang Yuanqing saw her condition, he knew that the side effects of the Mountain God Scepter had taken effect. He immediately took out the Ghost Mirror, grabbed the scepter, and handed over the Ghost Mirror, whispering, "Hold this!"

Although Guan Ya was angry, she still cared about her boyfriend and hesitated. "You do it?"

"I have the power of the Sun God to protect me, and I have strong resistance to negative states. I was able to maintain my self-awareness just now because of this reason," Zhang Yuanqing said.

The alchemist from the Qin Dynasty said that he could maintain human cognition because of his rebellious spirit and disbelief in fate, but Zhang Yuanqing knew that personality was only part of the reason. More importantly, the Pure Yang Cleansing Record had tempered him into an indestructible body.

He had super resistance to curses, poisons, mental control, and other skills.

Guan Ya then took the Ghost Mirror, and the surging lust was immediately suppressed. The undercurrent of spring tide subsided, and her legs were no longer weak...

Zhang Yuanqing held the green gemstone at the top of the Mountain God Scepter against Hongjige's back, and a soft green light lit up. The flesh that had stopped wriggling grew again, covering the spine.

Hongjige's injuries were finally repaired by seventy or eighty percent, and he could move normally. "Can you stand up?" Zhang Yuanqing reached out his hand.

"I f***, I took a trip to the gates of hell." Hongjige cursed as he grasped his palm and thanked him as he got up. "Thanks to you, otherwise I would really be done for. Every time I enter an S-level dungeon, I'm walking a tightrope, and surviving is all luck."

"Half a tube of Source of Life, remember to pay me back." Zhang Yuanqing pulled him up.

Hongjige hooked his arm around his shoulder, putting his weight on him, and said generously, "No problem. I have Source of Life too." He turned his palm over and took out a tube of injection from his inventory.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't take it and said lightly, "Pay me back after we get out of the dungeon."

Hongjige looked at him for a few moments, rarely showing a solemn expression, "I didn't misjudge you. You're a righteous person."

After a simple rest, the team members walked to the mechanical weapon, looked it over for a while, and then reached out to touch the machine body, reading the information.

"It turns out it also contains the ability of dreams. No wonder it can affect our cognition," Qianye Liang suddenly realized.

The most terrifying thing about dreams and illusions is not their lethality, but their confusion of the mind and cognition.

"It's a pity that we can't take it out of the dungeon, otherwise we would be rich," Sun Miaomiao said regretfully. Thanks to the Night Watcher's terrifying recovery power, her injuries had completely healed.

"Ingenious, ingenious..." Xiahou Aotian stroked the mechanical creation affectionately, his face full of regret.

"It's a pity we can't take it away."

"Will it turn us into pigs again?" Hongjige kicked the base, still feeling lingering fear.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head, "We've already passed this level, so there shouldn't be any danger. The regret is that there's no good harvest."

As he said that, he picked up Little Red Riding Hood and put it into his inventory. When he took it out again, the road had returned to normal.

Zhang Yuanqing then put the puppet swordsman into the hat space.

"The less we get during the dungeon, the more generous the reward during settlement," Tianxiaguihuo, who had survived a disaster, made a rare joke.

"It's called the law of conservation of rewards." Seeing that his teammates didn't respond, he was stunned, "Isn't it funny?"

Everyone had just gotten their lives back, so they weren't in the mood to listen to his bad jokes.

Zhang Yuanqing silently turned around to go to the next level, and the others silently followed, leaving Tianxiaguihuo in contemplation.

They continued to trudge through the spacious passage, sometimes downwards, sometimes upwards. The sconces flickered, and instead of stone walls, there was a wooden ceiling overhead. Every ten meters, there was a row of vents, and a slight wind flowed in from the vents.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Hongjige suddenly rubbed his hands and said, "Why is it suddenly cold? Is it my illusion?"

It wasn't just him who felt cold. Others also felt the cold air floating in the air, seeping into their pores.

"It's not an illusion. It's Yin energy," Sun Miaomiao said. "The Yin energy ahead is very heavy, very heavy, heavier than the Yin energy on Corpse Refinement Island in Qin Feng Academy."

"Not Corpse Refinement Island, it's Chicken Heart Island," Zhao Chenghuang said.

"I forgot," Sun Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

"Why are you sticking out your tongue? Disgusting," Zhang Yuanqing, who was leading the way, scoffed.

"You're the disgusting one with your repetitive words."

"Hey, why aren't you poking my butt anymore?"

"You..."

Seeing that the two of them were still in the mood to bicker, Guan Ya and the others suddenly didn't panic. This team had a full three Star Lords, and the thing they feared the least was Yin objects.

Continuing forward, a cold wind blew in the passage, the humidity in the air also increased, and the light became brighter and brighter.

After walking for a few more minutes, everyone saw the exit, and weak sunlight shone in from the mouth of the passage.

Outside the passage was a valley. The towering black cliffs were inserted with parallel wooden stakes, and rotten coffins lay horizontally on the wooden stakes. Looking around, there were hundreds of them.

The soil in the valley was dark brown, barren of grass. Any temperature felt in the valley by the sunlight was pale and white.

Two steles stood at the mouth of the passage. One was written "Frugal Burial," "Respect the Talented," and the other was written "Recover Old Territories."

"We're here..."

Zhang Yuanqing stopped and looked a little solemn.

Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang also showed solemn expressions. In the eyes of the three Star Lords, the valley was filled with Yin energy, blocking the sunlight, and all they could see were vengeful spirits.

There were men, women, old, and young. There were Jin soldiers wearing armor, and disciples wearing Moist attire. Some had lost their heads, some had blood flowing from their orifices, some were full of hatred, and some were crying sadly.

But when everyone arrived at the valley, these vengeful spirits floating in the air and wandering on the surface of the ground all looked over.

Pairs of terrifying white eyes stared intently. Normal people would definitely be scared out of their wits when they saw this scene, and even Spirit Realm Travelers would feel chills in their hearts.

Fortunately, apart from the three Star Lords, no one else could see them.

They were still looking at the coffins and steles on the cliffs.

As usual, Xiahou Aotian gave everyone popular science, "Frugal burial means opposing wasting time and wealth on the dead. Respecting the talented means promoting talent regardless of status."

Xiao Yuan nodded slightly, "Another meaning of frugal burial is to make use of waste, refining the dead into Yin objects to guard the level. Respecting the talented and promoting talent means that even the enemy can be a 'partner' and drive it to fight for you."

Xiahou Aotian was shocked and applauded in admiration, "Enterprise-level understanding." After he finished speaking, a strong Yin wind blew in the valley, causing the frail alchemist to shiver.

Sun Miaomiao gave a loud warning and shouted, "Retreat, retreat, vengeful spirits are attacking!"

The vengeful spirits surged like a tidal wave. Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang stepped forward and stood side by side with Zhang Yuanqing. The three Star Lords' eyes surged with dark, viscous energy, and they used the Spirit Devouring skill.

The surging army of vengeful spirits paused together, and there was chaos. The Night Watcher's suppression of the vengeful spirits had an effect.

"It would be great if the Soul Calling Cloth was brought in. These are all my soldiers," Sun Miaomiao said with a slight regret.

Taking advantage of the brief suppression of the army of vengeful spirits, she raised her hand and grabbed a piece of yellow Daoist robe covered with blood and filled with spirit seals from the void. She blew a breath at the robe and then threw it high, saying, "Receive!"

The Daoist robe unfolded in the air, creating a vortex of Yin energy. The vengeful spirits screamed and turned into green smoke, sucked into the Daoist robe with the rhythm of the vortex.

What a powerful item... Zhang Yuanqing was envious. The Daoist robe was obviously a top-quality item, with a level and quality that Sun Miaomiao, who was only at level 4, could not possess. The only source was the blessing of the sect or elders.

It was good to have a Night Watcher sect as a backer. Unlike him, he had only been to a few Night Watcher exclusive dungeons, and the professional items he had obtained were extremely limited. His inventory was full of seductive *** from various professions.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from a high place in the valley. The minds of the people at the mouth of the passage buzzed, as if they had been hit on the head with a stick. Warm liquid flowed from their nostrils, and their brains were dizzy.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing heard a crisp sound of bones breaking. He turned his head and saw that Sun Miaomiao's head was twisted behind her. The skin and flesh of her neck were not flexible enough, and they were torn, flowing out large amounts of blood.

Her eyes shed tears of blood, and her expression was frozen on her face. The Daoist robe lost its master's control and fell lightly.

In Zhang Yuanqing's vision, a vengeful spirit wearing a black robe and disheveled hair possessed Sun Miaomiao, severely injuring her in the simplest and most efficient way.

"Crack, crack..." Sun Miaomiao's knees and elbows were twisted into a mess one after another, while Zhao Chenghuang and the teammates behind him were still dizzy, and no one could save her.

"Miaomiao..." Zhang Yuanqing's face changed drastically.

"Damn, Illusionist vengeful spirit!" He cursed, and the darkness in his eyes surged again. He reached out and grabbed Sun Miaomiao's neck, grabbing the vengeful spirit inside.

Because he was protected by the Pure Yang Cleansing Record, he suffered the least damage, and the dizziness was very slight. He recovered almost instantly, so he could help.

As soon as he touched the vengeful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body, Zhang Yuanqing realized that this was a Saint-level peak vengeful spirit with a high position, higher than him by a whole experience value.

Feeling the suppression from a Star Lord of the same level, the vengeful spirit's mental power expanded, and it was about to launch another mental attack.

But Yichuan Mei, alluring and beautiful, floated from the top of Zhang Yuanqing's head, and deep whirlpools rippled in her pupils.

Dream!

The vengeful spirit in Sun Miaomiao's body was resisting weaker and weaker, and gradually entered the dream.

Seizing the opportunity created by Yichuan Mei, Zhang Yuanqing condensed a weak golden light in his palm and pulled it out with all his might. A vengeful spirit with disheveled hair and a black robe was pulled out.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light condensed into a weak, slender spear and threw it at the vengeful spirit.

"Chi chi~" The golden light pierced the vengeful spirit's illusory body, and a large amount of green smoke rose.

"Yichuan Mei!" After throwing the spear, Zhang Yuanqing shouted immediately.

Yichuan Mei and her master were of one mind. She raised her snow-white neck without hesitation and launched a mental attack on the vengeful spirit. In the next second, the vengeful spirit's scream sounded, and then stopped abruptly.

It hugged its head and wailed in pain.

At this time, Zhao Chenghuang recovered from the mental attack. Without saying a word, he grabbed a stack of spirit-sealing talismans from the inventory and shook them out.

The spirit-sealing talismans shot out and were adsorbed on the vengeful spirit's body, like a red-hot branding iron hitting a snowman, and a large amount of black smoke rose.

Guan Ya swept out from behind the two, leaped up high as fast as a swimming dragon, and jumped and chopped towards the vengeful spirit!

The Sword Master's baleful aura had a high killing effect on vengeful spirits, and her Insight Technique could vaguely sense the location of the vengeful spirit.

Encountering attacks one after another, the vengeful spirit's aura declined sharply, from the peak of level six to the early stage of level six. It rushed up, while escaping towards the towering cliff, while making an ear-piercing scream.

Mental attack!

The surviving vengeful spirits in the valley flew up with it, and like moths to a flame, merged into the black-robed vengeful spirit.

It devoured the vengeful spirits to strengthen itself, and once again let out a scream. This time it was not a mental attack, but a summoning.

More than a hundred coffins lying on the cliff opened their lids at the same time. The scene of the coffin lids falling from a high place "bang bang" was like rain, extremely spectacular.

In the coffin, decaying and ugly Yin corpses sat up, twisted their heads and looked at the team below.

"Good fellow, all Yin corpses, high-quality Yin corpses." Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue and said, "So rich."

As a Star Lord, he could judge the quality of these Yin corpses based on their aura. Most of them were at the Extraordinary Realm, but there were also many of the Saint quality.

Facing the Yin corpses, the Night Watcher did not have innate suppression ability. The corpse-suppressing talismans were effective, but with such a huge army of Yin corpses, drawing talismans was obviously not a wise move. It was better to physically destroy them.

Zhao Chenghuang felt that it was tricky and said in a deep voice, "Be serious, there will be a hard fight next."

With hundreds of Yin corpses and a level six vengeful spirit in charge, even a strong team like the Undead Team would have a hard fight.

"How can I let it be arrogant in my field?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and grabbed, and a baby's head appeared in his palm.

The baby looked extremely cute, with chubby cheeks, skin as white as milk, and long intertwined eyelashes, as if it was sleeping.

If it weren't for only having a head, it would be an adorable baby.

"Damn!" Hongjige and Xiahou Aotian exclaimed at the same time, and instinctively covered their lower abdomens.

"You, you, you... How did you bring this thing?" Hongjige looked nervous and retreated slowly.

Xiahou Aotian also retreated.

Guan Ya raised her eyebrows, knowing that this was the Xie family's Holy Infant, which could allow unmarried women and men to experience the taste of pregnancy.

"What's wrong?" Qianye Liang was surprised to see the two of them suddenly nervous and showing fear, and asked curiously.

Hongjige glanced at her, "You don't have a boyfriend yet, right? Haven't had a baby, right?"

Qianye Liang was both ashamed and angry, thinking, this person has no manners at all, how can he offend an eighteen-year-old girl like this.

Hongjige hummed, "That thing is called the Holy Infant. Its cries can make people pregnant."

Swish!

Qianye Liang, Xiao Yuan, Princess Yinyao, and Tianxiaguihuo retreated one after another.

Sensing the scene behind him, Zhang Yuanqing raised the corner of his mouth, "If you don't want to get pregnant with my child, cover your ears and retreat back to the passage. Next is ghost son time!"

After speaking, he pressed the Holy Infant on his shoulder. The Holy Infant's neck grew blood vessels and nerves, and connected with the flesh and blood of his shoulder.

It gained life from this, and its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

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