Chapter 798: Chapter 265: River of Oblivion_2
A pack of Green Corpse Wolves surrounded many ghostly creatures, the leader of the pack, larger than an elephant with Golden Core Level strength, said: “Hand over the black snow, or become our meal instead.”
The leader of the Green Corpse Wolves bared its teeth, issuing a threat, aiming to rob directly.
This immediately ignited the other ghostly creatures in the area, as they all began to engage in battle against the wolf pack.
Sun Lingtong was also caught in the midst, forced to join the fray.
The scene was chaotic.
Three Green Corpse Wolves of the Qi Refinement Realm approached in a triangular formation. Along their path, they left behind trails of eerie green phosphorous fire.
Sun Lingtong grinned, a hint of smile on his face, as he watched the Green Corpse Wolves rush towards him.
At the moment of battle, he unleashed his spell, no longer restraining his aura.
The three Green Corpse Wolves showed no emotion; seeing their prey suddenly escalate from the Qi Refinement Realm to the Foundation Establishment Stage didn’t faze them, as they continued their aggressive attack.
Sun Lingtong clenched his fists, first dodging the frontal attack from one Green Corpse Wolf, then swinging left and right, knocking the heads off two Green Corpse Wolves with his fists.
Then, he took a fierce step forward, and with a large foot, stomped directly on the waist and back of another Green Corpse Wolf.
The Green Corpse Wolf whimpered briefly, before being crushed into two pieces by Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong’s eyes glowed as he looked at his fists. In just one round of combat, he realized that the quality of the paper figure was definitely superior, possessing the battle power of Foundation Establishment Peak!
After seeing Sun Lingtong swiftly and decisively kill three Qi Refining Level Green Corpse Wolves, a leader at the Foundation Establishment Level from the wolf pack immediately lunged at Sun Lingtong.
The leader of the Green Corpse Wolves, at the Foundation Establishment Level, was the size of a calf, howling, it cast a ghost technique, increasing speed sharply, forming a black shadow behind itself.
It viciously pounced on Sun Lingtong.
“Good timing!” Sun Lingtong actually possessed the ability to dodge, but feeling eager, he chose not to evade, instead raising his arms, forcibly blocking the leader’s attack.
Sun Lingtong delivered a headbutt, causing the Green Corpse Wolf leader’s head to tilt backward.
The Green Corpse Wolf leader let out an angry howl, opening its mouth wide, attempting to devour Sun Lingtong’s head.
Crack!
It only bit air.
Foreseeing this, Sun Lingtong ducked and lowered his head, his body suddenly tensing, then with a sudden stomp, his spine ascended like a dragon. With a fierce uppercut, he sent the leader of the Green Corpse Wolves flying.
On the chaotic battlefield, a Foundation Establishment Level Green Corpse Wolf leader soared high into the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.
This scene caused many people to pause momentarily, attracting even the gaze of the Wolf King.
Soon, it fixed its gaze upon Sun Lingtong.
Three low growls emitted from the Wolf King, as three leader-level Green Corpse Wolves rushed towards Sun Lingtong together.
Sun Lingtong felt his fists numb, knowing he had almost tested the limits of the paper figure’s body.
Seeing the three Foundation Establishment Level Green Corpse Wolves and the Wolf King’s gaze lingering on him, he decisively turned and fled!
His prowess was remarkable, but the speed of the Green Corpse Wolves was much faster, surrounding him just as he reached the edge.
Stealing Technique — Void Pierce.
Sun Lingtong used his signature move, but the effect was poor, only managing to transport himself a hundred paces away.
The three Green Corpse Wolf leaders were momentarily stunned, then continued their pursuit of Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong, feeling dizzy and disoriented, shook his head and continued to flee.
When the Green Corpse Wolves caught up with him, he had already escaped the chaotic battlefield.
After several rounds of confrontation, Sun Lingtong seized an opening, utilizing the Stealing Technique once more, breaking free from encirclement, and resuming his flight.
He fought as he retreated, eventually prompting the Wolf King to howl upon seeing the leader continuing the chase too far.
Hearing the Wolf King’s call, the three Green Corpse Wolf leaders simultaneously turned back, abandoning the pursuit of Sun Lingtong, and regrouped with the main force.
Many like Sun Lingtong managed to escape, while more remained trapped in chaos on the battlefield, sure to meet a grim fate under the well-trained siege of the wolf pack.
The dramas of cultivation, hunting, survival, the present and the future unfolded unexpectedly before Sun Lingtong, giving him a substantial performance.
After narrowly escaping death, Sun Lingtong halted somewhere, panting heavily for a while.
From this battle, he confirmed his actual combat power: he wasn’t a true Soul Cultivator, his soul foundation is limited, even though he could perform techniques like the Stealing Technique, they didn’t perfectly match this body. Thus his battle strength remained at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and to truly stand against three Foundation Establishment Level Green Corpse Wolves would be perilous.
Experiencing danger and survival stimulated Sun Lingtong, causing a feeling of soreness throughout his body, along with an exhilarating thrill emanating from his heart, tempting him into a slight indulgence.
“This is cultivation, this is life!” Sun Lingtong savored the aftertaste of adventure and continued his journey.
Black snow occasionally fell, each time lasting briefly, but often igniting tussles and bloodshed among ghostly creatures.
Having witnessed it many times, Sun Lingtong felt somewhat conflicted: “They generally praise the Lord of Wangchuan Manor, yet isn’t their demise incited by him?”
“Indeed, the sovereign of the Underworld has the means to stir up such killing, while his reputation only grows stronger.”
The sound of water grew louder.
Eventually, Sun Lingtong’s sight was greeted by a river.
It flowed from the northwest, heading southeast, grand and relentless.
The river’s width exceeded a hundred miles, obscuring sights of its banks from side to side, while spatial distortions appeared along its length, immense yet eerie.
The water was a blend of green and black, resembling molten bronze, though rushing, it conveyed a sense of weight.
The riverbanks were long stretches of black stone dikes, each stone engraved with countless tadpole runes.
Though Sun Lingtong was a stranger to the scene, viewing this river, he instantly realized: “River of Oblivion!?”
He guessed right.
This was indeed the Underworld’s greatest river—Wangchuan!
It was too renowned, frequently mentioned in many Mortal World texts, enabling Sun Lingtong to know of it.
Arriving at the embankment, Sun Lingtong’s eyes narrowed: “Someone is here.”
He noticed a robust Ghost Cultivator, sitting crouched on the stone embankment, fishing.
The Ghost Cultivator was extremely brawny, even when crouched, he appeared taller than Sun Lingtong, suggesting his true stature as a ghost giant!
The Ghost Cultivator’s pole was unique, refined from a spine as a magic treasure mourning stick. The fishing line comprised many spliced baby umbilical cords.
Something was hooked.
Suddenly, the line was yanked.
The Ghost Cultivator laughed heartily, opening sleepy eyes, exerting full force on the rod.
Whoosh.
The river surface erupted slightly, a wave burst forth, then a large bowl was fished up by him.
“Nascent Soul Level!” Sun Lingtong’s pupils narrowed, identifying the aura emanating from the Ghost Cultivator’s actions.
If it were Ning Zhuo, he would have cautiously retreated long ago, but Sun Lingtong couldn’t move for a moment, staring at the bowl curiously.
“What’s this bowl?”
“Little Zhuo, I’ve never seen anyone fish up a magic treasure like this!”
“If I could learn this fishing method, wouldn’t fishing by the river daily make me wealthy?”
While privately conversing with Ning Zhuo, the fishing Ghost Cultivator slowly turned his head, looking at Sun Lingtong: “You want it? Heh, meeting is fate, I’ll give it to you.”
Saying this, he handed the bowl to Sun Lingtong.
Although hundreds of paces separated them, Sun Lingtong was immediately transported to the Ghost Cultivator’s presence.
Sun Lingtong’s heart trembled, momentarily panicking, yet his hands acted quickly, directly taking the bowl.
It truly was a magic treasure!
“This is the Dust Cleansing Cup, used to store Meng Po Soup. There are plenty inside the river. But at the Magic Treasure Level, it holds significant value for you, so I’ll simply gift it to you.” The Ghost Cultivator giant was exceptionally generous, expressing goodwill.
Sun Lingtong stayed fully alert, bowing in gratitude.
Casually, the Ghost Cultivator giant remarked: “Fishing up a Dust Cleansing Cup is incidental, the real rarity is catching the Executing Bone Catfish within the river.”
Curious, Sun Lingtong involuntarily asked: “Senior, what is this Executing Bone Catfish?”
The Ghost Cultivator giant snorted: “You must know that although the River of Oblivion is vast, few creatures can live within it.”
“Just one such dweller is the Executing Bone Catfish. It forms from endless ghosts venturing near the River of Oblivion, depositing lost memories in the river—those strongest obsessions, unforgettable grudges, pain, resentment, and expectations, condensed and materialized.”
“Look at my fish basket, you can see one inside!”