Chapter 691 – Nüba
He could feel it—the Death's Fishing Rod could truly pierce through the bronze coffin and appear within it. If it were to pull him out, it would be a grave humiliation. As the High Priest, his dignity would be utterly destroyed. From the rod, he sensed a powerful threat.
This was no ordinary rod—it was a treasure of the Death race, an artifact used to hunt souls.
For all undead, it had terrifying restraint effects.
For the undead, once the hook entered their body, their soul flame would be yanked out in an instant.
"You seek death!!"
The High Priest spat out these words coldly.
Within his voice was a powerful killing intent—an absolute will to annihilate Yi Tianxing.
Crack!!
As the voice fell, a crisp sound rang from the bronze coffin. It creaked open—but not fully. A narrow crack split its surface. Even so, the moment the coffin opened, an aura surged out naturally.
Rumble!!
Thunder roared across the sky without warning. Fierce lightning tore through the void.
A terrifying presence gathered in the air. It carried the majesty of the heavens. The heavenly pressure surged relentlessly, rising with inhuman speed.
A hand emerged from within the coffin.
No—perhaps not even a full hand, but just a glimpse. What appeared first was a white ribbon, looking like the kind used to wrap a mummy.
This ribbon had a name—Corpse-Wrapping Cloth.
It was unlike ordinary cloth.
One could see—countless souls seemed to wail upon it. It resembled a vast river filled with fallen spirits, moaning in torment. It looked as if it connected directly to the underworld's River of the Dead.
Its appearance instantly pierced the void. The dreadful wails surged toward the soul itself.
"Ah, what is that? It hurts! My head!"
"No! That's demonic sound—it must be some ancient cursed melody. Cover your ears! Don't listen!"
"I feel like I can see the endless underworld river, countless souls writhing and moaning inside... terrifying! That's hell!"
Countless onlookers were shaken upon seeing the Corpse-Wrapping Cloth.
They felt their very minds were being overturned and dragged away.
The cloth surged toward Yi Tianxing, clearly trying to wrap him completely.
If he were truly caught, the consequences would be dire.
"An ant dares to disturb my slumber."
Suddenly, a terrifying aura surged out from within General's Valley. The voice carried no emotion—only cold indifference. A disregard for life.
Its arrival caused the thunder and lightning to intensify. The gathering of heavenly will accelerated wildly. The pressure grew overwhelming.
Thunder crashed ceaselessly.
"So noisy."
It was as if two eyes opened within General's Valley, gazing into the void and letting out a cold snort.
That one snort silenced the thunder in an instant—as though it had never existed.
"What is that…"
Even the High Priest hadn't expected such a sudden change. There was a terrifying being sleeping within General's Valley—one that had now awakened.
The Corpse-Wrapping Cloth, which had been heading toward Yi Tianxing, instantly turned toward General's Valley.
Whoosh!
As it reached the valley, a flash of flame burst forth.
The cloth caught fire immediately, covered in scarlet flames that spread like madness. A large portion of it burned to ash on the spot.
The flames followed the cloth, surging toward the bronze coffin—seemingly to burn the High Priest alive.
To his credit, the High Priest reacted swiftly. He severed the cloth, breaking it off. The remaining portion recoiled quickly.
"Barbaric outsider! How dare you act so brazenly!"
A cold shout echoed from General's Valley.
Suddenly, a finger appeared—like a pillar of white jade. Without warning, it jabbed toward the bronze coffin.
Ding!!
The coffin, unmoved even after being bombarded by tens of thousands of catties of force from Yi Tianxing, was struck by the finger.
It let out a soft chime and was flung through the air, hurtling to the distant horizon. In an instant, it became a black speck and disappeared.
An eerie, terrifying sight.
"You're… Nüba!!"
As the coffin was sent flying, the High Priest's horrified voice echoed in the void.
The scene left everyone watching shaken and speechless.
The turn of events was so fast, no one could have predicted it. No one had guessed such a terrifying being slept beneath General's Valley. All the cultivators like Feng Xianlin watching the battle looked grim, a deep sense of dread overtaking them.
To think they had been living on top of such a being…
It was like dancing on a volcano.
Even Yi Tianxing, usually calm and composed, was briefly stunned. He had just been prepared to go all out, perhaps even sacrifice his body, to test the High Priest's strength.
But he never expected this.
The heavenly will summoned by the High Priest, the thunder it drew, had awakened the slumbering being beneath General's Valley.
And with just a single finger, that being had flung the High Priest into the unknown.
The distance... was likely unimaginably vast.
Especially hearing that final cry—Yi Tianxing's heart was deeply shaken.
"Nüba!!"
Yi Tianxing murmured.
What was Nüba?
Nüba was one of the most terrifying Zombie Kings in legend.
There was a story behind her.
It was said that during the Battle of Zhuolu, the Yellow Emperor fought Chiyou.
That war shook the heavens and the earth.
Chiyou had long prepared, creating countless weapons and gathering many spirits to attack the Yellow Emperor.
The Yellow Emperor sent Yinglong, the winged dragon, to fight in Jizhou. Yinglong summoned massive floods to trap Chiyou.
But Chiyou brought in the Wind God and Rain Master. Yinglong's troops got lost in the storm.
The Yellow Emperor then learned of Leize, where a Thunder God dwelled—a dragon-bodied being who rode the Kui Ox, whose stomach drum could unleash world-shaking thunder.
He slew the innocent Kui Ox, made a war drum of its skin, and shattered Chiyou's storms.
Then the Yellow Emperor sent Nüba, the Heavenly Woman.
She wore green garments, radiating blazing light and heat. Upon appearing, the wind and rain vanished. The Yellow Emperor captured and killed Chiyou.
Yinglong and Nüba rendered great service—but lost their divinity and could not return to heaven.
Yinglong remained in the south—thus the south was rainy.
Nüba remained in the north—thus the north was dry. Wherever she walked, drought followed. She was cursed and driven away by people, called "Drought Demon."
Nüba was the Yellow Emperor's daughter.
To help her father defeat Chiyou, she turned herself into the Drought Demon.
Though she won the war, the world could not accept her. Her presence brought endless drought—scorched lands for miles.
Her power was too much for the world to bear.
Nüba became one of the most terrifying beings, one of the Zombie Kings.
Her strength was unimaginable.
Even the High Priest had been flung away by a single finger. Whether he lived or died was unknown.
In that instant, the desert around was reduced to powder in the blazing heat, carried away by the wind.
General's Valley itself turned into a sea of fire.
Fortunately, all the soldiers had already charged into the battlefield. Had they remained, they would have been reduced to ash in seconds—bones and all.
And this wasn't even intentional.
It was unconscious destruction.
Whoosh!
In the sky, divine radiance flickered. Law chains appeared, sealing off General's Valley.
A massive golden eye appeared in the void. Cold and devoid of emotion.
"I just woke up. Now I must sleep again… so boring."
A voice echoed with chill detachment. It was the Heavenly Dao issuing a warning.
If Nüba resisted, the Heavenly Dao would unleash its judgment.
Few in history had ever survived defying Heaven.
It was still not yet the time for such beings to walk the world.
The appearance of the Heavenly Eye and Law Chains signified the severity of the matter.
Within the eye dwelled immeasurable power, ready to destroy at any moment.
"Heavenly Dao's seal—it really is Nüba."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and gazed toward General's Valley.
Within the sea of fire, he saw a woman in a green palace gown lying in a crystal coffin. Her eyes opened briefly, gazing toward the void—and maybe, at him.
Even a single glance brought suffocating pressure.
Such is the terror of a true powerhouse.
Even their stray pressure could crush mortals like ants.
"I think… she noticed me."
A mysterious feeling emerged—Nüba seemed to take an interest in him.
But nothing happened.
Under the Heavenly Dao's seal, the crystal coffin sank into the earth once more and vanished.
General's Valley was now a raging inferno.
A flaming mountain valley.