Chapter 2277 - 2274: Ghost Soldiers Passing Through

Chapter 2277: Chapter 2274: Ghost Soldiers Passing Through

The sound of hooves came from the depths of Death Valley, like several horses stamping on the ground. Lin Tian had great confidence in his spiritual sense and immediately stood up upon hearing the sound.

"Master, this king feels a familiar presence," the Sword Spirit whispered.

"What presence?" Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. Many times, this guy’s senses were quite accurate.

"The aura of Death," the Sword Spirit said gravely.

Lin Tian smirked, somewhat speechless, "Don’t bring foreign concepts in here. Huaxia has no Death, and Huaxia’s Netherworld has no such position, only Ghost Messengers."

"It’s all the same; it’s just the aura of death anyway," the Sword Spirit argued.

The sound of hooves continued to approach, growing ever more numerous and dense, turning from several horses into thousands, as if a massive army was marching.

"Lin Tian, what’s going on?" Miss emerged from the tent, seeing Lin Tian staring at the valley in a daze, feeling quite strange.

Lin Tian responded without turning his head: "There’s movement in the depths of the valley."

"Movement?" Miss listened carefully, but heard nothing. She knew her spiritual sense was still far from Lin Tian’s level.

The sound grew closer, as Yan Lingling exited the tent, followed by Shen Lin. Their abilities surpassed the other contestants, and they too heard the sound.

Then came the other contestants, Miss, Ji Zimo; eventually, all contestants heard it. To Lin Tian’s surprise, Xiao Manxuan’s spiritual sense was as good as the Ancient Martial Artists’.

"What’s happening?" Little Fatty asked in a whisper, fearing he might disturb something.

"Could it be a herd of horses storming into Death Valley?" Xiao Manxuan speculated.

"No, this feeling makes me very uncomfortable," Miss shook her head slightly, furrowing her brows.

Just as everyone was guessing, a flicker of flame appeared in the distance, pale white, like burning phosphorus floating in the air. With the appearance of the flame, the sound of hooves was accompanied by footsteps and jingling sounds, like chains dragging.

Soon, a shadowy mass appeared in everyone’s sight; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be rows of soldiers in ancient armor, some on horseback, some marching, as far as the eye could see, with swords and spears bristling, majestic and expansive, yet eerily ghostly.

More bizarrely, black energy swirled around these soldiers’ heads, obscuring their features. As they approached, the campfire outside the tents flickered and gradually dimmed until it was fully extinguished.

The camp plunged into darkness, the starlight above adding an eerie atmosphere.

"Ghost... ghost soldiers are passing," Little Fatty stammered, uttering just a few words.

"It really is ghost soldiers passing. I only heard Great Grandpa talk about it before, never thought it was real," Yan Lingling said softly, her youthful face showing curiosity rather than fear.

"Isn’t this supposed to be a natural phenomenon? In places with magnetic anomalies, after lightning weather, such phenomena are likely to appear," Little Fatty asked cautiously.

This saying was indeed what Lin Tian had mentioned before, but the situation before them was entirely different from the shadows just now; those shadows were ephemeral, but the ghost soldiers felt very real, with a heavy yin energy.

Moreover, Lin Tian had visited the Netherworld, and was more familiar with this aura, the aura of death.

"Fatty, don’t talk," Lin Tian said solemnly, causing Fatty to immediately fall silent, and the others were somewhat nervous, having seen this for the first time.

The ghost soldiers formed into square formations, marching orderly across the plains of Death Valley, as they stepped into the swamp from daylight yet traversed it as if it were solid ground, without sinking.

The contestants remained silent; the ghost soldiers seemed unaware of them, focused only on advancing.

The massive ghost army passed for a full half hour before Lin Tian saw the rear of the formation, where some high-ranking generals on horseback appeared to be guarding the rear.

As the ghost soldiers were about to pass, the contestants secretly breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly, one of the horseback generals turned his head to look over. ℯℯ𝑙.

The Ghost General wore a black mask, leaving only the eyes visible, which seemed to carry a deathly glow, causing hearts to race. Everyone was startled, holding their breath, fearing that their living scent might attract the Ghost General’s attention.

But they all misunderstood; the Ghost General did not look at them but directed his gaze at Lin Tian, causing everyone to turn to look at Lin Tian.

Even Xiao Manxuan was unafraid, snorting lightly, grabbing Lin Tian’s hand, indicating that regardless of whether you were human or ghost, she stood with Lin Tian.

Little Fatty swallowed hard, nervously saying, "Lin... Mr. Lin, he... he’s staring at you..."

The atmosphere instantly grew heavy, just as everyone thought something might happen, the Ghost General turned back to guard the formation, continuing to advance as if nothing had occurred.

After another ten minutes, the ghost soldiers finally disappeared into the night, and the contestants breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if they had held their breath for a long time.

Little Fatty collapsed onto the ground, terribly frightened, "Scared me to death, is it real or not? I still can’t tell."

"You want to verify? Why didn’t you go up and verify just now?" the Ghost laughed gleefully.

"Yun Tian bro, what kind of joke are you making? Who dares to go up? If it’s real, my fat body wouldn’t meet their needs," Little Fatty retorted.

The others deliberately looked elsewhere; although they were reluctant to admit their inner fear, they dared not go up to verify.

"Miss, you all sleep first; I’m going to the restroom," Lin Tian suddenly spoke up.

Without waiting for them to speak, he had already disappeared in place, appearing tens of meters away and soon vanished into the night, leaving everyone staring blankly, as Lin Tian headed in the direction the ghost soldiers left.

Lin Tian was not going to the restroom but pursuing the ghost soldiers. His running speed was much faster than theirs, and soon, he caught up with the massive ghost army.

But as he got close, several rear-guard Ghost Generals suddenly turned their horses around, two even raising spears, pointing at Lin Tian, "Ghost soldiers passing, no living allowed!"

Whether it was due to the mask or inherently so, the Ghost General’s voice was buzzing and unpleasant. However, the black energy on the spears was highly intimidating.

However, this yin sha qi could only threaten the living; Lin Tian was not one, if talking about yin sha qi, he was stronger than these Ghost Generals combined. But with the talisman sealing his aura, unless he consciously released it, ordinary Ghost Generals couldn’t sense it.

"You all step back; he is my friend," a Ghost General stepped out from the crowd, the same one who had turned back to look at Lin Tian earlier.

This Ghost General wore form-fitting armor, appearing more slender than the others, but as soon as she spoke, the other Ghost Generals immediately showed deference, obediently stepping back.

"Is it really you?" Lin Tian exclaimed with slight surprise, as other contestants might faint from shock; who among the living would be happy to see a Ghost Messenger?

The Ghost General reached up to remove the black mask, revealing a beautiful face with an aura of valor and wildness.