Free Web NovelChapter 831: Chapter 616: Dragon Suppressing Platform_2
Considering the information known so far, it can be concluded that recently four bodies were secretly transported here from Earl Mansion. They are their four missing teammates: Yuan Ruoci, Tang Zerun, Gong Banlan, and Zhang Songde.
The corpses of their teammates were stuffed into four Protective Deity Statues as Internal Fillings, and correspondingly, the statues resembled the appearances that each of them had in life.
"Give me the map!" Xiang Fengchen’s complexion turned grim as he commanded Jiang Qingluan unceremoniously, who immediately presented the book.
Finding a secluded alley, Xiang Fengchen turned the book sideways and scrutinized the map closely while the others waited nearby. Yang Xiao, overwhelmed by the oppressive atmosphere, didn’t even dare to breathe heavily. He could feel that this matter was extremely grave.
"Hiss—" Xiang Fengchen inhaled sharply. When he lifted his head again, his face had paled, "I know what they’re trying to do."
"Speak." Nalan Shuo furrowed his brows.
"This ancestor has long been dead, died over a hundred years ago. They are using Evil Techniques to forcibly extend its life."
"This is no Immortal Temple, but clearly a Dragon Suppressing Platform. They use these nine temples to suppress the yet to completely dissipate spirit of the ancestor, worship it with the rites of an Emperor, use human flesh and blood to fill the Protective Deity Statues, and by doing so, they awaken the loyal spirits of 11 righteous warriors who once gave their lives to protect their master. With the righteousness and loyalty of the old dynasty’s brave souls, they nourish the Dragon Energy of the old dynasty’s former ruler."
"Unfortunately, they made a mistake right from the start. Resurrecting the dead is already a defiance of the heavens, and the change of dynasties is a natural succession of the times. Such an act against the heavens will surely bring disaster!" Xiang Fengchen pointed to various spots on the map, "The location of these nine temples is like nine nails, locking down the Feng Shui of the entire Fushou Manor. This so-called ’prolonging life’ is merely using life extension in name to avoid heavenly tribulations. Each completed temple signifies an escape from one such tribulation, and this thing has escaped eight tribulations over the past hundred years, and it is about to become a malevolent spirit."
"This is the ninth instance. If it manages to escape this time, I’m afraid it will ascend to become a Marquis of Qi." Jiang Qingluan’s eyebrows were tightly knit, also realizing the severity of the problem.
Nalan Shuo, however, slowly shook his head, correcting: "This being has already become a Marquis of Qi. Marquis Mansion’s hundred-year plan is all for today."
Jiang Qingluan, as if seeking confirmation, looked towards Xiang Fengchen, whose face was even more troubled than Nalan Shuo’s. After a long while, he finally spoke, "He’s right, this being is no longer something we can handle, and it’s too late. Whatever we do, we can’t stop it from coming into existence."
"What happens when it comes into existence?" Yang Xiao asked in a low voice.
Taking a deep breath, Xiang Fengchen closed his eyes in despair, "I don’t know. There’s no record of such a thing in ancient texts. The old dynasty’s former king, a hundred and some years of accumulated Dragon Energy and resentment, the thousands of wronged spirits confined beneath the Dragon Suppressing Platform—no wonder... no wonder it could draw the attention of the current Feng Shui Lineage’s leader to personally come here. Unfortunately..."
"Mr. Xiang, no matter what, this ancestor is after all the old Emperor of the previous dynasty. Even if there’s a lot of Dragon Energy, it must have been mostly depleted over these hundred and some years. You are a renowned Great Mage of the Feng Shui Lineage in this era, don’t underestimate yourself," Jiang Qingluan advised.
"You don’t understand a thing!" Xiang Fengchen’s suddenly fierce glare startled Jiang Qingluan into taking a step back, "This being is the only remaining Dragon Vein of the old dynasty, the old dynasty’s Dragon Energy converging within it. Yes, a hundred and some years could dilute the Dragon Energy, but it hasn’t, because all these years this lineage has never branched out."
"Has never branched out..." The next second, Jiang Qingluan’s eyes widened as she suddenly realized something. In the five oddities of Bo Mansion, marriage and funeral customs were not open to outsiders.
It was said that for years, such affairs in Earl Mansion were particularly low-key. The identities of brides married into the family or grooms married into the house were unknown. Now, Jiang Qingluan finally understood that these people were not outsiders at all, but blood relatives of Earl Mansion. To ensure the Dragon Energy would not leak, this entire family practiced inbreeding.
Starting from the Ninth Prince all the way to the first generation, and for over a hundred and some years, every generation had done the same—no wonder the people of Earl Mansion also wore face masks and had various deformities. Now it seemed that this was the aftermath of such deplorable acts. freewēbnoveℓ.com
At the same time, Jiang Qingluan realized another more repulsive matter; the bodies of those who had died in the house over the years also contained a trace of Dragon Energy, and therefore were not wasted.
This was why the servants, out of curiosity, lifted the coffin lid and saw the mutilated corpses—these were secrets that Earl Mansion absolutely did not allow to be disclosed.
"These people are all mad; they’re not trying to completely resurrect the ancestor, they... they want to become Emperors!" Yang Xiao hit the nail on the head.
"To overthrow the New Dynasty, to seize royal power once more," Xiang Fengchen sighed. Just having Dragon Energy was one thing, but underneath each Dragon Suppressing Platform are confined so many wrongly dead souls over the years. Just the Corpse Forest where Yang Xiao and others once got lost, it’s unknown how many souls died unjustly there.
Yang Xiao now understood why so many previous teams failed to complete this nightmare mission, instead, dying here one after another.
Even with Xiang Fengchen, Nalan Shuo, and Jiang Qingluan, this group of elite teammates, he now didn’t have much confidence he could survive. This wasn’t self-deprecation; it was a realistic understanding of the situation, especially since Xiang Fengchen, such an experienced player, had just now shown a rare loss of composure.
"Mr. Xiang, complaining now is useless. Even if we are to die, we should die with clarity. Besides, we still have reinforcements," Yang Xiao suddenly said.
"Reinforcements?" Xiang Fengchen turned to look at him.
"That old beggar." Yang Xiao gestured a circle with his hand, "The one who gave the Divine Turtle Shell to Fang Zhou."
