However, there was no other way; we had to burn our bridges.
I held the talisman in my hand, bit my tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and smeared it on the key strokes of the talisman.
Blood from the tip of the tongue is extremely yang and can add power to talismans.
Then I silently recited the incantation and visualized in my mind, gathering these invisible, cold, and resentful energies into the talisman.
This is the first time I've used this technique, so I'm a little unsure.
But soon I felt the talisman in my hand gradually become cold and even a little sticky, as if it had really absorbed something.
It was a success!
My face lit up with joy, and I suddenly shot the talisman towards the dead man's head outside the table. The talisman was light and airy, and the vermilion runes on its surface glowed slightly the instant it left my hand.
The next moment, the talisman was pasted on the dead man's forehead.
His gray eyes instantly shifted away from us, staring at the talisman on his forehead. He opened his mouth, revealing black and yellow teeth, and made a "hoho" sound like a wild beast.
It works, but the effect seems a bit off. It seems that after the talisman attracted yin energy, the dead man's head developed a craving for it.
We don't know what would happen if it bit the talisman, so I decided not to wait any longer.
"Luo Tianhe, Li Huai, get ready!"
I let out a low growl, and with lightning speed, I grabbed the triangular bone needle with my right hand while gripping the hilt of the lightning strike sword with my left.
"Li Huai, observe the aura!"
I shouted.
Li Huai stared intently behind him, his eyes wide. Just as the talisman's light dimmed rapidly and the dead man's head opened its mouth as if to swallow the talisman, he suddenly shouted, "Left side, against the wall!"
Almost simultaneously, Luo Tianhe also reacted, grabbing an overturned incense burner next to him and smashing it in the direction Li Huai pointed.
"Clang!"
The incense burner slammed against the wall with a loud bang, which startled me.
The dead head was also attracted by the sound, its eyes fixed on that direction. I immediately realized that this was a good opportunity!
"drink!"
I let out a low shout and suddenly darted out from the gap under the table. With my left hand, I held a three-edged bone needle and plunged it directly into the center of the dead man's forehead, at the Yintang acupoint!
The touch was incredibly light, as if I were stabbing a sponge instead of a person, and it actually pierced right through his skull.
Just as the needle tip was completely inserted.
With a loud "Awooo!"
A piercing scream of unbearable pain, completely unlike a human voice, burst forth from the dead man's open mouth!
The sound was so shrill it almost pierced my eardrums. I couldn't help but show a look of pain, and his entire head and body trembled violently!
Large spurts of thick, yellow, foul-smelling liquid suddenly gushed from his eyes, nostrils, and ears.
At the same time, his body seemed to have been drained, turning into a human skin, with only his head remaining round and bulging.
Although this thing has always had a body, we could only see its head under the table, so we kept calling it a dead man's head. But now it really has become a dead man's head!
I was horrified to see the eyes of that dead man's head. Although they were covered in blood vessels and mucus, the resentment and madness within them had not diminished but rather surged!
He stared intently at me, as if I were the one who had caused his predicament.
Moreover, a chilling, bone-piercing sensation, filled with hatred, pierced my right hand like an ice pick along the bone needle, instantly spreading to my arm and shoulder!
Suddenly my arms and shoulders went numb and I lost all feeling.
Damn it, I got the backlash!
I cursed inwardly. The resentment within this dead man's head far exceeded my expectations. The ancient needles failed to completely seal it, instead stimulating him to become even more violent.
Even more deadly was the female ghost in the painting on the wall, who, as if joining in the fun, let out an even louder shriek. The entire phantom broke free from the painting, carrying pus and blood flying everywhere, like a giant red blood droplet, and came crashing down on my head!
"Chen Yan!"
Luo Tianhe's roar rang out.
"careful!"
Li Huai couldn't help but scream.
Professor Tan seemed to be chanting something, but my vision started to go black, the right side of my body was completely stiff, my ears were ringing, and all I could hear was the suffocating stench and resentment that hit me.
"What are you waiting for, Master? Swing your sword!"
Just then, a thunderous voice rang in my mind, instantly waking me from my hazy consciousness.
It's a lightning strike sword!
At the critical moment, I swung the lightning sword in my left hand. I exerted very little effort this time; the lightning sword moved almost entirely on its own.
However, instead of slashing at the charging female ghost, he struck the end of the three-spirit bone needle stuck in the forehead of the dead man's head as if hammering a nail!
"bite!"
A crisp sound.
The Thunderstrike Sword contains a trace of the ultimate Yang and the strongest Thunderous aura, which bursts forth suddenly through the contact between the sword and the bone nail!
Instantly, the dead man's head transformed into Pikachu, bursting forth with dazzling electric light.
"Sizzle!"
A blinding burst of blue and white sparks blasted the ghostly female figure in the painting that had lunged at me into oblivion.
"I deserve all the credit for this!"
The sound of Lei Jijian echoed in my mind, seemingly smug.
The force of the explosion sent me flying backward, crashing heavily against the edge of the case. A sweet taste rose in my throat, and I spat out a mouthful of blood.
My right arm is still numb and cold, and I can't feel anything.
"Holy crap, Chen Yan, are you alright?!"
Luo Tianhe rushed over and helped me up.
What just happened was so shocking that he didn't react for a moment; otherwise, given his usual reflexes, he would have been able to catch me.
"Damn it, why didn't you catch me? The ghost didn't kill me, but I almost fell to my death!"
I coughed twice and cursed angrily.
Luo Tianhe scratched his head sheepishly: "The lightning was too bright just now, I couldn't see it clearly, but you were really impressive just now, you were awesome!"
I gave a wry smile. What a load of crap! I was just like a puppet, only the Thunder Strike Sword acted on its own, otherwise I would have been dead.
However, from their perspective, it was indeed me who swung it.
In my mind, I replied to Lei Jijian, "That was absolutely awesome!"
"Hehe, if the tiger doesn't show its power, it really thinks I'm a sick cat. Alright, I'm tired, I'll rest first."
The lightning strike exhausted its power, so it shouldn't be able to be relied upon for a while.
"Truly, heroes emerge from among the young! I never knew you possessed such a treasure!"
Professor Tan clicked his tongue in amazement; he clearly hadn't expected that my seemingly ordinary wooden sword would possess such power.
"Brother Yan, what's next? Let's find a way out. We should be safe for now."
Li Huai leaned closer and said, clearly wanting to leave the botanical garden.
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