The Gate Of Good Fortune

’ at the entrance also quickly solidified.
In just a few moments, these five words over the ghostly-looking First Bridge of Coping became an eerie sight filled with a majestic aura within this patch of Burial Shadow Blue Sands.

The waves of Burial Shadow Fiends seemed endless as they swarmed toward him.
Only at this moment did Ning Cheng finally realise what Liu Fanglin meant, “death was the only outcome when targeted by the Burial Shadow Fiends”.

Without the Seven Bridges, under such an endless onslaught of Burial Shadow Fiends, there would have been nothing left of him.

But now, these fearful Burial Shadow Fiends could only become nutrition for the First Bridge of Coping under Ning Cheng’s command.
In just two incense sticks worth of time, Ning Cheng noticed that the First Bridge of Coping had almost entirely solidified.

On the Bridge of Coping, the yin winds grew more powerful while the blood river raged below it with even more force.
The combined effect felt like the synchronous march of endless ghost soldiers.

“Step on this bridge, don’t look back; no one’s waiting at the end of the road; don’t look at each other, don’t wander; stepping on this bridge will break one’s heart….”

The dao rhythm on the Bridge of Coping grew more assertive.
And within this call, Ning Cheng felt himself and the First Bridge of Coping becoming more and more integrated.
He started to feel as if he could now use the First Bridge of Coping without the Seven Bridges Realm Book.

Ning Cheng decided to let these Burial Shadow Fiends rush across the First Bridge of Coping and enter the Second Bridge of Looking Homewards.

Time passed, and after devouring innumerable Burial Shadow Fiends, the Second Bridge of Looking Homewards also grew solid, like the Bridge of Coping.

“Don’t look at each other, don’t wander; no one is waiting at the end of Looking Homewards.”

“Don’t look at each other, don’t wander; stepping on this bridge will break one’s heart.”[1]

The dao rhythm of the earthen coloured Bridge of Looking Homewards grew stronger and stronger and gradually fused with Ning Cheng.
In just a few moments, Ning Cheng had fully integrated with the Seven Bridges Spirit Technique’s second bridge.

After an unknown amount of time, the Second Bridge of Looking Homewards gave out a resounding ‘ding’.
Following this, the second bridge’s dao rhythm started to flow like the billowing yin winds of the Bridge of Coping or the blood river under the bridge.

“The Second Bridge of Looking Homewards, complete.”

Ning Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the hand seal and the dao rhythm flowing around his hand changed.
With that change, the Burial Shadow Fiends rushing towards him made it past the Second Bridge of Looking Homewards safely and moved towards a vague shadow right in front of the second bridge.

This vague shadow quickly solidified into a faint grey coloured bridge, the Third Bridge of Forgetting River.

As more and more Burial Shadow Fiends got swallowed by the Third Bridge of Forgetful River, the Bridge of Forgetful River, like the previous two bridges, started to grow clear and more solid.
In just a few moments, the dao charm of the Forgetful River started to merge into Ning Cheng’s killing intent.

“The path on the Bridge of Forgetful River is far and long.
When you come, you forget the river; but when you go, only ashes remain…..”

As more Burial Shadow Fiends entered the Third Bridge of Forgetful River, nothing apparent happened to them as they stepped on the bridge.
But by the time they reached the heart of the bridge, they had already turned into nothingness or flying ash.

The bridge initially seemed to be carved out of mist made up of a simple-minded forgetfulness dao rhythm.
But after a few moments, it no longer felt like the kind that would disperse at a touch and had turned into a real grey-coloured bridge.

Ning Cheng killed all the Burial Shadow Fiends in the still-raging Burial Shadow Blue Sands. Liu Fanglin, who had just managed to return and find Ning Cheng, could only look at him in shock and awe from a distance.

She watched as Ning Cheng stood in front of the First Bridge of Coping, which looked much more solid than before, continuously reaping the Burial Shadow Fiends.

Her spiritual consciousness or vision couldn’t see the Burial Shadow Fiends in the Burial Shadow Blue Sands.
But within the ghostly Bridge of Coping, she finally saw the Burial Shadow Fiends for the first time.
After all, there were simply too many Burial Shadow Fiends here; they kept pouring towards Ning Cheng in endless waves.

It was just that no matter how many Burial Shadow Fiends poured in, they all got swept into the First Bridge of Coping by Ning Cheng.
She couldn’t see the Second Bridge of Looking Homewards or the Third Bridge of Forgetfulness River.
Still, she knew that Ning Cheng wasn’t harvesting these Burial Shadow Fiends for no reason.

Liu Fanglin drew in a cold breath.
She had never thought that someone could reap Burial Shadow Fiends in the Burial Shadow Blue Sands.
Yet, such a person stood right in front of her.

Ning Cheng had already noticed Liu Fanglin in the distance, but he didn’t greet her.
Rather, he couldn’t greet her.
All these Burial Shadow Fiends were after him, and even though Liu Fanglin stood not far from him, these Burial Shadow Fiends did not target her.
Perhaps enraged by his insane culling of their kind, these Burial Shadow Fiends had only one thought, and that was to kill Ning Cheng.

Unfortunately, they simply couldn’t kill Ning Cheng at all.
They only served to slowly solidify Ning Cheng’s Third Bridge of Forgetfulness River.
However, the solidification speed was visibly slowing down.
Seeing this, Ning Cheng couldn’t help but feel a little pity in his heart.
He understood that the Burial Shadow Fiends were genuinely effective in solidifying his Seven Bridges.
But unfortunately, it only was for the early stages.
The effect weakened as he moved to the later stages.

As the dao rhythm of the Bridge of Forgetfulness River grew more majestic, the Burial Shadow Fiends soon started to dissipate as soon as they touched the mist at the head of the bridge.

Even though he knew that he might not solidify the Fourth Bridge of Yellow Springs here, Ning Cheng still reaped all the Burial Shadow Fiends that wanted to devour him.

However, at this moment, a shrill call came from afar, “Ji Ang Mu Lu…….”

Ning Cheng’s heart trembled, and an intense sense of death emerged within him.
He no longer cared about harvesting the Burial Shadow Fiends, collected the Seven Bridges Realm Book and shouted at Liu Fanglin, who had her mouth wide open on one side.
“Hurry up and run!”

He had a hunch that his Seven Bridges Spirit Technique couldn’t deal with this Burial Shadow Fiend that cried out ‘Ji Ang Mu Lu’.
It might not even stop it for even a moment.

[1] The phrases for the first bridge and the second bridge are quite similar in the raws (almost identical in pronunciation), but translating them to English makes them vastly different.
I tried to keep the English version of the two phrases as close to each other as possible, without losing the meaning.