Chapter 162 Resentful Monster
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!”
A shrill scream was heard instantly, as if someone had experienced inhuman torture and was howling in pain.
Ji Cheng was stunned and quickly shouted: "Qian Ning! Qian Ning, is that you? What's wrong with you?!"
"puff!"
The black vortex seemed to be punctured, and a hand wrapped in black light suddenly stretched out from it.
Ji Cheng's face lit up with joy, and he immediately grabbed the hand and pulled it out with all his might.
"Qian Ning! Hold on, I will definitely rescue you!"
Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhilu and the others were also stunned. Could it really be possible to resurrect people? What exactly were the so-called resentment and death energy?
For a moment, they also wanted to see what was finally pulled out. After all, the resurrection technique had a fatal attraction for everyone.
A few strands of black hair slowly floated out, the hair was crystal clear and soft, Ji Cheng couldn't help but stretch out a hand to touch it.
However, suddenly, Ji Cheng's expression froze!
Several strands of sticky, long hair floated out immediately after, covered with inexplicable black pus.
Ji Cheng's hand paused, and as he was hesitating, he saw a head suddenly emerge from the whirlpool.
The head was shriveled and twisted, and the eyes were like rotten apples, with the thin skin covering the liquid inside and hanging outside the eye sockets.
The right side of his forehead had collapsed, with black pus constantly oozing out and falling onto his scattered hair. His skin was patchy, with some parts only sticking to the edges, and the rest swaying in the wind. Although his face was extremely ugly, one could still see a little bit of Wu Qianning's characteristics.
His mouth was stretched wide open, his black teeth showing scattered patterns as he howled at Ji Cheng. His voice was extremely miserable. If you listened carefully, it seemed as if he was saying:
"Save me! Save me!"
"Ah!!! Who are you?!" Ji Cheng suddenly shook off the other person's hand, staggered backward, and questioned as he retreated.
"Help me! Help me!"
However, this inhuman head seemed to only know these few words, repeating them over and over again.
Everyone around felt their scalps tingle when they saw this. Zhou Zhilu suppressed his nausea and said, "What the hell is this..."
Huike's clasped hands trembled slightly. "Amitabha, no wonder the book calls it a monster. It's formed from the resentment of countless dead people. Wu Qianning has been dead for too long, even the resentment can't fully reproduce her appearance."
From a distance, Ji Cheng watched this scene in disbelief, muttering repeatedly, "Impossible, impossible...Qian Ning would never look like this!"
Ji Cheng's face suddenly turned fierce, and the scorpion tail behind him suddenly stabbed at the ugly head.
With a "puff" sound, the scorpion's tail instantly pierced through the center of the head's eyebrows, and the shrill roar stopped abruptly.
"Ha...hahaha...hahahaha! You are not Qian Ning...you are definitely not Qian Ning!" Ji Cheng shouted madly.
But suddenly, the monster's hand grabbed Ji Cheng's scorpion tail, and its head, which had been pierced, began to struggle violently. The piercing cry rang out again: "Why? Why?!"
The monster's hands kept pulling the scorpion's tail hard, slowly crawling out of the black vortex while pulling Ji Cheng towards itself.
Ji Cheng looked at the other party in horror, and the six hands on his body turned into sharp blades, hitting the ugly head in front of him frantically.
But at this time, everyone's spiritual energy was suppressed by the death energy, and Ji Cheng's fist no longer had that powerful power. But even so, the head was instantly hammered into a puddle of mud, but her hands were already tightly holding Ji Cheng.
Just when Ji Cheng was about to cut off those hands, the muddy head suddenly uttered a voice: "Ji Cheng..."
His hands stopped abruptly, and Ji Cheng stood there in disbelief, saying, "Qian...Qian Ning?"
"Ji Cheng...you...have become a general..."
Ji Cheng stared blankly ahead, the madness in his eyes gradually turning into emptiness. In his consciousness, the puddle of mud in front of him seemed to have transformed into the Wu Qianning who had a heart for the world and was tenacious.
And he seemed to have returned to the spirited young man he once was, clad in heroic armor, saying to the beauty before him, "Well... I finally see you..."
The beautiful woman slowly opened her arms, and Ji Cheng also slowly walked forward.
But from the perspective of Zhou Zhilu and others, the scene before them was very strange. They saw Ji Cheng suddenly stop attacking and kept approaching the puddle of mud.
Suddenly, a huge mouth appeared in the mud, and it swallowed Ji Cheng from the top of his head downwards, wrapping up half of his body in a blink of an eye.
Then the teeth-grinding sound of bones and flesh could be heard from the wriggling mud, as if a beast that had been hungry for a long time had finally caught its prey.
As it was swallowed, the mud began to slowly recover and gradually took on a human shape.
A chill rose in everyone's heart. They had never thought that Ji Cheng would die like this. He spent more than four hundred years torturing himself to the point where he was neither human nor ghost, but in the end he died at the hands of the person he had dreamed of resurrecting.
"I think... we'd better leave quickly." Huike muttered softly.
Zhou Zhilu and others nodded quickly. In this situation, they couldn't use any spiritual energy at all. If they delayed any further, the result would be the same as Ji Cheng's!
However, just as everyone was about to move, the monster suddenly stopped chewing and instantly stared at Zhou Zhilu.
"run!"
Zhou Zhilu shouted loudly, and everyone ran out of the cave in panic, but the monster suddenly roared fiercely, with Ji Cheng's flesh and blood still on its mouth, and pounced on everyone madly.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhilu pulled out the knife that was stuck in the head of the dead body on the ground and slashed at the monster behind him.
"bite!"
I saw black nails growing on the monster's hands, and when it swung them, it broke the long sword in an instant.
Just as it was about to pounce on Zhou Zhilu, a thick flagpole was thrown from behind it, easily piercing through the monster's body and pinning it to the wall of the cave. The blood-red flag on the flagpole spread out, revealing the word "Li" on it.
Zhou Zhilu turned his head and saw a burly man in black armor floating in the air outside the cave. His overwhelming momentum instantly dispersed the deathly aura here.
"Be careful!" Huike suddenly shouted at Zhou Zhilu.
The monster pierced by the flagpole suddenly split in the middle and turned into two pieces, breaking free from the flagpole and then rushing towards Zhou Zhilu again.
Zhou Zhilu only felt a strong aura of death instantly filling his entire body. The world in his eyes became extremely dim, and his body seemed to be wearing iron shackles, unable to move.
Huike's cries faded away, and in the dim light he could only see a huge bronze door in front of him.
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