Following Master Greendrake’s suggestion, everyone quickly agreed and began thoroughly discussing how they were going to make it across Noircorpse Valley to finally get to the tomb. In the end, they didn’t even hold the full moon conference, opting instead to rush to the valley.
All in all, there were about five hundred cultivators from major sects participating in this mission. However, only thirty-eight of them had managed to enter the Domiensch Realm.
Speaking of Domiensch Masters, Darkwind and Lyndon were unable to join along due to their injuries. Because of that, Gerald simply brought the professor along. While it was true that the professor’s cultivation was nowhere near as powerful as the rest, this wasn’t actually Professor Boyle… It was a disguised Finnley instead!
Naturally, Finnley had tagged along to help Gerald in secret. After all, the old man knew that even with all these cultivators, the headless general was still going to be an extremely dangerous encounter.
Regardless, in order to get to the tomb, they first needed to get past Noircorpse Valley. As they made their way deeper into the valley, Gerald recalled being told that Freyr Zandt hadn’t even been injured in the tomb. He had been attacked in the valley instead.
Speaking of the valley, it had apparently always contained this dense forest that spanned an area that could house a large city. The miasma that constantly filled the valley only made the area all the more dangerous.
As for its name, ‘Noircorpse’ came from the rumor that several soldier corpses had been buried together with the general. The valley, however, had another name, that being the Nether Soldier Valley. The second name sprung up due to the rumor that a few hundred thousand nether soldiers called this place home.
Either way, due to the thick demonic aura, corpsy aura, and miasma, Gerald and the others found themselves continuing to wander within the valley, even after the ten-hour mark… It was simply that difficult to navigate within this place! The headless general was definitely benefiting from all this… After all, just seeking out the tomb was now a tall task.
For safety’s sake, Master Greendrake eventually managed to get everyone to what appeared to be an abandoned village nestled deep within the valley.
Naturally, no human had set foot in here for ages…
“I entered this valley many years ago, and back then, the corpsy aura and miasma were nowhere near this terrifying…! How did things end up this way? Even a Domiensch Master like me is finding it hard to navigate this place!” grumbled Hauk Savik, the leader of the Mount Taivas Sect in a gruff voice.
“It’s to be expected. After all, since the headless general’s devilish power has probably multiplied over the years, his control over demons has greatly increased! It would certainly explain why this entire valley reeks of demonic and devilish aura! With that said, we need to be more cautious than ever!” declared Master Greendrake.
“Master Greendrake’s right. Regardless, since the headless general will be busy absorbing the sun and moon’s essence tonight, I suggest that we make our move early the next morning when the moon starts to descend. That’ll be when the headless general rests from cultivating. That aside, his primordial spirit won’t have solidified by that point, so acting then would be our best bet,” suggested Yusra.
After a brief pause, however, favonovel.com was prompted to add, “One other thing… I hope none of you have any greedy or malicious motives… If we can’t achieve our goal in time, please prioritize escaping. I don’t think this needs to be said, but we won‘ t be able to deal with the headless general, no matter what formations we use!”
Upon hearing that, everyone, including Finnley, quickly nodded in affirmation.
Gerald himself said, “While we await that moment, make sure to cultivate and rest up tonight. We need all the energy we can get to make this a speedy mission!“
“Agreed, Mr. Crawford…! ”
Following that, the team of five hundred people began occupying the houses in the abandoned village to cultivate and rest… While the village felt like it was thousands of years old, it was still pretty well-preserved since nobody had been here for ages.
Either way, since they were going to wait past midnight, when the miasma and devilish aura had thinned out, before finally making their way to the general’s tomb, Gerald and Finnley made sure to quickly enter one of the houses to cultivate as well.
It was a short while later when Gerald looked up and saw that a thick layer of miasma had completely clouded the night sky… This prompted Gerald to furrow his brows while muttering, “I can’t explain why, but I keep having a feeling that something bad will happen in the valley…!”
“Hmm? So you can feel it too? Not bad! Regardless, the devilish aura has completely covered the moon by this point, and the sun and moon’s essences are rapidly being drained as well. To be able to do all this, the headless general is truly far more powerful than you could ever imagine…”
