Chapter 137: Chance
"It's so heavy." "I can't get up." "What is that?" "The Zanxin?"
Each of the sixteen heads uttered a puzzled sound, the hideous demon struggling furiously. Its grip was so strong it could easily shatter bricks and stones, and its flailing limbs crushed the ground into fine sand. But the black threads carried a terrifying weight, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not rise. It simply sank deeper and deeper into the sand, as if digging its own grave.
Super Severe Crime Net, a new technique Qingye independently refined based on the original technique, simplified the shuriken formation into threads of shadow, reducing the lethality of weight while enhancing its binding power. She carefully maintained her distance, not rushing forward if the enemy fell into her trap. The power of shadows gathered in her hands, swirling and forming a sharp cross-shaped hidden weapon.
"A corpse controlled by a talisman..." Qing Ye calmly judged, "There's no hope. Kill it."
Qing Ye swung his arms like a whip, throwing shadow shurikens at the monster, the multi-headed corpse Gu! Ten, thirty, fifty! Hidden weapons fell like rain, and the corpse Gu cried out in pain under the brutal attack!
“It hurts!” “It hurts!” “Boss.” “Help.” “Boss!”
"Disperse," the man ordered coldly.
Bang! Under the intense onslaught, the blood-soaked flesh sack exploded, splattering organs and blood everywhere. The flesh and blood that made up the corpse Gu scattered in the filthy rain, abandoning the parts of its body that were pierced by the shadows and reuniting in the distance.
After the reunion, it lost two bony hands but gained four bony legs. It crawled swiftly on its multi-legged legs, carrying a human head and flesh bag, like an ugly insect hiding in the shadows of the city. It jumped onto the road and easily overtook the water truck on the night highway. Its speed was comparable to that of a martial arts monk.
But look! In the lane to the right of the ugly corpse, the yellow-clad Zanxin was moving parallel to it, relying solely on his feet. His arms folded across his chest indicated he undoubtedly had some strength left. Like a phantom, he and the corpse floated past the "100" mark on the highway, significantly exceeding 100 kilometers per hour!
"Come here!" Multiple corpse-gu extended their bony claws, and the Canxin returned the blow with a slashing blow. "Don't follow me!" A head belched a thick, poisonous green smoke, and the Canxin shattered it with a flash of his finger. "Are you underestimating me?" Several heads bit out their prey, only to be pierced through the throat by shurikens that arrived before them. Qingye, finding an opportunity, launched a low kick while sprinting. The corpse-gut tumbled past the number "120," losing its balance and falling off the overpass!
"Ugh!!" The corpse insect spit out its long, snake-like tongue, wrapping itself around the viaduct as it descended. Using its tongue as a long rope, it swung across the bottom of the bridge to Qingye's back, where it launched a surprise attack with a heel drop aimed at his head.
The bony claws smashed the girl's head, then tore through her body, the force shattering the corpse into fragments like glass. As transparent as real glass. "?!" The corpse insect was stunned by the strangeness. The fragments drifted past it, bringing with them a chill like snow and ice. Its limbs were freezing.
It did not hit the Canxin, it was a mirror made of ice crystals!
At some point, thin ice crystals, as thin as a cicada's wing, rose from the overpass, forming a dazzling maze of mirrors. In the eerie chill, the supposedly dead girls emerged from the mirrors, not one but ten, then twenty, surrounding the corpse-gu like an army.
They swung their swords simultaneously, slashing with ice blades equal in number to the clones. The Corpse Gu raised its bony claws and slashed wildly, shattering the ice blades. However, the more it struck, the more icy crystal fragments it created. New ice mirrors were constantly generated, and the enemy's attacks intensified. It couldn't find the Canxin's true form, and the pervasive chill grew thicker, slowing it down and preventing it from leaping.
"Boss!" "What?" "I don't understand!" The corpse insects were in confusion.
In the hotel, Wu He clutched his hair, thinking quietly. He had seen the enemy's Zanxin technique on the battlefield. The Cold Trace technique, using ice mirrors and hidden weapons to manipulate the opponent, was the specialty of the Shura Island Frost Sect. But ordinary Cold Trace techniques didn't have such a wide range or last so long, not to mention that it was a skill mastered only by those with the "Secret Soul" Zanxin, who had mastered the power of the Turbid Tears.
Did he use the Sin Bone to absorb the Iceman's power, thereby unleashing a technique even more powerful than his own? That would be a waste. The Zanxin's style is to use their trump card to kill with a single blow...
"Are you planning on gathering your strength?" Wu He sneered. He flipped his palms, revealing a new blood talisman. It was the word "burn" (burn) that swirled like fire. It was the same Blood Burning Qi Controlling Talisman Chu Hengkong had used.
The talisman fell on the paper man, and the multi-headed corpse Gu immediately cried out in pain. The blood in its body began to burn violently. The spirit gained from recklessly spending its life burst out, and it violently shattered the ice crystals within a hundred meters!
Wu He took control of the corpse insect. The wide field of vision afforded by his multiple eyes allowed him to accurately capture all the information in his surroundings. Qing Ye, newly donning his shadow cassock and attempting to slip into the night, stood out to him like a firefly in the darkness. He exhaled, closed his eyes, and struck out with his right palm, unleashing immense force. The surging energy of his palm made the wind as red as blood.
The Scarlet Sun Subduing Demon Palm is one of the Yueque Palace's signature martial arts. Its attack range is as vast as the sun's rays. If even a tiny bit of palm power touches the opponent, the remaining force will be transferred to follow. Every strike is a 100% hit rate, without any wasted power. It is perfect for dealing with evasive opponents.
"Red Sun." "Demon Subduing." "Palm!"
The corpse insect, controlled by Wu He, struck out with its twisted bony claws, its palm force transforming into a fiery red wall as it pushed forward fiercely. Qing Ye was unable to dodge, only to be brushed by a streak of red. Its outward aura suddenly retracted, and in a flash, it transformed into a palm that struck Qing Ye's abdomen, punching her through.
The Zanshin, struck by the attack, burned fiercely. Her fierce spirit consumed her flesh like a raging flame, and the incinerated ashes fell, transforming into shurikens the same color as the night!
"What?!"
Amidst the corpse insect's exclamation, the shuriken swirled in a wide arc like a thrown discus, its tip tethered by a thread of shadow. This was the very foundation of the Sin Bone Zanxin, the art of weapon substitution. A simple technique, with precise timing, could become a lethal blow. The Zanxin's true form only then appeared, clinging to the corpse insect like a true shadow. The two blades in her palms thrust out simultaneously, their blades gleaming with a strange brilliance.
Zanshin Sword Art. Wuxiang Nixinliu: Double Wind Kill.
The blade pierced the corpse's body, and a surge of energy, one positive and one negative, erupted within it like two gusts of razor-bladed wind, instantly shattering the talisman controlling the corpse's innermost body. Blood shot out of each of the sixteen heads' eyes simultaneously, and the blade's wind pierced through its misshapen flesh, leaving a cavity the size of a human head. The stolen stone seed lay within the cavity.
Qingye grabbed the stone seed, turned, and ran away. The corpse insect, having lost its core, struggled and trembled on the spot, then exploded into a flower of flesh and blood that soared into the sky.
She moved a distance away and carefully observed the rock-like surface of the stone, without relaxing the dagger in her hand for a moment.
"It doesn't look contaminated." Qing Ye didn't relax. "Can you recognize the monster's background?"
[A poisonous corpse that uses talismans to control its body, consuming life to gain power. Its foundation is the talismanic art of the Zhengxuan Palace, but its application is too unorthodox. This effect is achieved by recklessly stacking physical strengthening techniques, a single person's madness alone cannot achieve. I'm afraid...]
"I had my doubts from the beginning."
Qing Ye tried to activate the communication artifact, but it had no effect. Wu He had somehow managed to jam the communication. But a qualified Canxin always had a contingency plan. She instead produced a black paper cup, the bottom of which was connected to the group's base by a very thin thread. This was a small communication device made of elemental resonance, and it could be used if the other side had a power of the same nature.
"Sister Huaisu, how is the situation?"
"Seslun and Vander can't be relied upon for the time being, but I can still fight." Ji Huaisu replied quickly.
"I brought back the stone seeds, but the situation is not good." Qing Ye was in a dilemma. "There is a foreign aura from Mr. Chu, and the talisman master also..."
"Don't be reckless. I can't defeat the Talisman Master alone. I'm leaving now with the supplies and will meet up with Akong."
"Okay." Qing Ye nodded heavily. Sister Huaisu was indeed a seasoned expert; she couldn't learn to remain calm in the face of danger. She grabbed the stone seed and rushed to the battlefield, not forgetting to check the details: "Is the dragon-tree talisman ready?"
[Don't underestimate me, kid. I just finished it before I got caught...] Shizhong's handwriting suddenly stopped. [Oh no!]
Qingye was startled: "I'm trying so hard not to underestimate you! Hey! What happened again?!"
[The talisman was stolen! The Li Gu talisman is in the hands of the talisman master! ]
Qingye's heart dropped halfway, and she informed Ji Huaisu: "Fortunately, it's just a lost talisman, nothing serious happened..."
"Shit! That's fucked up!" Ji Huaisu was really anxious this time, "Akong!"
Qingye reacted instantly. The stone talisman was the key to suppressing the power of the outsider. Chu Hengkong had a distinct outsider aura. He had just fought a life-or-death battle. His spine was an immortal machine...
The power of the real machine is about to go out of control!
But how did the talisman master do it? She had already killed the corpse Gu that was used as a pawn, and there was no third person involved in the process. How could he have stolen a talisman without anyone noticing?
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In the north of Jinye City, a luxury hotel suite.
The record was still playing, Wu He humming the accompaniment. He casually tossed the useless paper figurine into the trash can, where a bullet had pierced its center.
Harlequin ape blood, acrobat elf scales, plant and beast bark, and a third of humor. The "transfer bullet" crafted by the alien gunner himself, using the paper figurine—the Gu Shou Lian Xin Fu—as a medium, was launched. He originally intended to use this bullet to forcibly transfer the stone species, but unexpectedly, capturing the stone species yielded another unexpected reward.
He tried every possible means to obtain the stone species in order to use it as material to make a talisman, a talisman that was of vital importance to him.
Nagarjuna's talisman for removing defilement.
"It's effortless!" Wu He said happily, "It just so happened that the martial artist also wanted to make a talisman, and this talisman happened to fall into my hands. Luck is indeed a thing of the past, and good fortune has come to me again after a period of misfortune."
In my opinion, the intangible is always untrustworthy. Only material things, children, material things and life are worth relying on.
A voice echoed from the darkness, kind and friendly, like the voice of an elder patiently guiding a younger generation. Wu He unfolded the talisman he had obtained from the stone seed, admiring its nearly perfect shape.
"Let's just take it as it is. This is the last time I talk to you like this anyway." Wu He said casually.
He walked onto the balcony and looked up at the dark night sky. The man raised his hands as if hugging each other, and a small, shining object fell from his palms. It was a golden badge, with a meteor-like protrusion passing through the curved bottom, like a star rising from the bottom of the abyss.
The shape of the badge is exactly the same as Ji Huaisu's pendant.
"Refining begins."
The emblem melted like a golden droplet, a third force merging into the talisman. Wu He raised his arms with all his might. With his stronghold as the center, tens of thousands of black veins, like blood vessels, ignited and rapidly spread throughout the city. The talisman formation, meticulously prepared over several days, activated at this moment. The power within the earth veins was drawn into the formation, flowing through the formation towards Wu He's body!
(End of this chapter)
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