Chapter 138 Demon Mother and Three
The man-eating demons revealed their hideous faces, no longer concealing their saw-like teeth, and a stench of blood emanated from them. But as they charged toward the Demon Mother, a figure also rushed toward them, face to face, showing no sign of stopping. Like a rolling chariot, it smashed through more than a dozen people, forcing its way through, and aimed straight for the faceless man's vital point behind them.
They never expected that the first to attack would be the ghost soldier they had never taken seriously.
The attack was lightning fast, but the faceless man reacted in time, his movements elusive and unpredictable, barely dodging the attack while simultaneously widening his distance to guard against Shinju's continuous attacks. Clearly, his strength far surpassed that of the others.
Shinjuku knew he had not made a wrong judgment.
To catch the thief, first catch the king.
In terms of physical prowess alone, Shinjuku's physique was nearly invincible. Under the relentless barrage of punches and kicks that almost created hurricanes, the Faceless Man quickly lost his initial composure. In his haste, his shovel-wielding parries became distorted and exaggerated. To make matters worse, swarms of flying insects swooped down on Shinjuku, greatly disrupting his six senses. They were impossible to kill completely, allowing the Faceless Man to withstand several more attacks from Shinjuku.
The man-eating monsters around them were not going to let such an opportunity pass. Seeing that Shinjuku only chose to beat up No-Face, they would harass him from time to time. Some even clung to Shinjuku and tore at him.
Unfortunately, even after chewing their teeth until they broke, they still couldn't break through Shinjuku's skin.
Several cannibalistic demons covered their bleeding mouths, their faces filled with disbelief, then a surge of shame and anger washed over them. They pointed angrily at the faceless man and shouted, "What use are you?! You can't even handle a mere ghost soldier! Kill him now!!"
Upon hearing this, the most imposing cannibals' expressions changed, and they immediately rebuked the insolent junior: "Stop talking nonsense! You disgraceful thing, come with your uncle to deal with the Ghost Mother!"
"He's just a gravedigger—" The younger generation was still unconvinced, but the next moment they were grabbed by the elders and taken towards Loulan.
Lou Lan's situation is extremely bad.
Despite the burning pain of the Yin Fire, Gui Yin separated the ghost infant from the ghost mother. Lou Lan's injuries in the cave were too severe. After receiving a telepathic message from Zhen Su, Gui Yin tried to bandage Lou Lan's wounds, and he is now barely clinging to life.
The ghost infant clearly sensed that its mother was in bad shape and cried incessantly. Its Yin Fire was already a burden on Lou Lan, and now that she was unconscious and on the verge of death, it only made things worse. Ghost Silver had no choice but to use some of its mercury to wrap around the ghost infant.
"It hurts so much..." Ghost Silver felt that he couldn't hold on much longer. The ghost infant's fire was much more terrifying than he had imagined. He didn't know how the ghost mother could endure such soul-devouring pain and keep him in her arms without letting go.
Shinju had been secretly scanning the entire area with his divine sense, and naturally noticed that the man-eating demon was approaching Lou Lan.
His golden eyes flashed with coldness, and he immediately raised his leg horizontally. The powerful leg wind was like a sword drawn from its sheath. As the faceless man retreated, he quickly spun around and moved behind him, locking his throat in a deadly grip!
This time, the faceless man failed to dodge and was caught in a vital position, immediately becoming motionless. The swarm of insects also seemed to be wary and stopped their attack.
Seeing that the man-eating demons were about to attack Lou Lan, Zhen Su curled his lip and quickly demanded, "Where did you hide their minds?"
The faceless man remained silent, then suddenly collapsed into Shinju's arms, seemingly losing consciousness.
"!" Zhen Su was furious. He guessed that the man was deliberately delaying. However, there was already chaos behind him. Zhen Su could only use his skill to strike. Regardless of whether the man was faking it or not, he knocked the man unconscious and rushed back to Lou Lan's side to fight the cannibals.
Guiyin, who was almost delirious, suddenly became incredibly energetic when he saw Majutsu return. He stared intently at Majutsu's every move, chattering away from the side, whether in agreement or command, "Beat him up! Quickly, beat him down! Sweep! Yes! That's it! -- Left hook! Back elbow! Knee him hard in the face!! Awesome!"
The cannibalistic demons numbered sixty or seventy, while Shinju was alone. As the saying goes, even two fists can't beat four hands, let alone so many of them. They thought that dealing with Shinju would be no more difficult than crushing an ant.
However, no one was able to get close to Lou Lan. One after another, people lay on the ground, all writhing in pain with broken bones and bruised faces.
"Is he really a ghost soldier?! Even Ox-Head and Horse-Face couldn't defeat the Ghost Mother back then! How could a mere ghost soldier have such power?!"
"This is outrageous... I didn't even see one of the movements clearly before... Ouch—it hurts!"
For a moment, none of the man-eating demons dared to step forward. Shinju breathed a brief sigh of relief and subconsciously touched his chest, the center of the Three Corpses. He called out softly, but still heard no response from the Poison King. His golden eyes glistened with tears, but after closing and opening them again, Shinju's golden eyes were filled with an almost ruthless cold light.
While Shinjuku was still figuring out how to turn the situation around, something even worse was already happening.
The faceless man was indeed faking it, just to distract Shinjuku. After recovering from Shinjuku's hand strike, he slowly stood up, palms down, chanting an incantation. Suddenly, two enormous coffins burst from the ground, standing firmly on the earth.
Although both coffins were large, the one on the right was much taller than the one on the left, making it look like the difference in height between the King of Poison and Lou Lan.
Masakatsu suddenly realized something, his eyes widening. "Wait a minute—"
However, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.
Two coffin lids were blasted away with a "bang," landing far away and splashing water.
As the water curtain fell, two figures that were all too familiar to the True Monk appeared on the left and right sides of the Faceless Man.
Zhen Su turned around abruptly, but Lou Lan beside him was still kneeling on the spot with his huge body hunched over, his eyes still empty and lifeless.
Ghost Silver was equally shocked, for it was right there beside Lou Lan and didn't even need to look to know that Lou Lan was still in the same spot. But then, who was that person opposite it...?
The ghost baby inexplicably stopped crying and gazed at the tall figure in the distance from Lou Lan's arms, muttering to itself.
Indeed, to the right of the faceless man was a giant of the Spirit Heart Clan who looked exactly like Lou Lan, but his body was intact and undamaged. He held the Sleeping Flower Hammer and glanced at the faceless man out of the corner of his eye.
To the left of the faceless man was a man indistinguishable from the Poison King, his features sculpted by shadows, his phoenix eyes fixed intently on the faceless man, as if waiting for him to speak.
Despite the faceless man's smooth, blank face, Masaya inexplicably felt that the other was smiling, and a chill ran down his spine.
"Go and kill all those fakes," the faceless man ordered.
Then, Lou Lan and Zhen Mo turned their gazes forward to a group of people surrounded by a horde of cannibals. They were dressed familiarly, but their faces were extremely blurry.
"Alright. Qing'er will wait for me here." After saying this, "Zhenmo" fanned the huge black feathers formed from the black mist and flew forward.
“Okay.” Lou Lan replied. Although her mind was in a mess and she couldn’t even remember why the young man beside her was giving her orders, she had a sense of security out of trust in him. So she picked up her hammer and stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation.
Shinjuku felt the anger within him about to burst forth. For the first time, he felt so uncontrollably furious, as if he had been fooled, that something precious had been wantonly manipulated, and even defiled.
"...Heh." Shinjuku laughed in anger, clenching his fist tightly and gritting his teeth, "Who are you calling a fake?"
"No, I can't forgive him." As soon as Shinju finished speaking, he stepped out of the encirclement and rushed straight towards the faceless man.
However, they were blocked halfway by Lou Lan's heavy hammer and Zhen Mo's Miao sword thrust.
As Shinju raised his arm to block, two long backward footprints were immediately left on the ground.
With a furious roar, Shinju met the attack bare-handed. Compared to before, the force of his attack seemed like a mere trifle, but now it created a devastating impact.
Unexpectedly, the other side managed to hold their ground!
The aura emanating from "Zhenmo" and "Loulan" momentarily stunned Zhen Su. They were too similar, especially "Zhenmo." He was all too familiar with her movements and techniques, and he couldn't find a single flaw in her.
Could these two not be insect puppets created by the Faceless Man? No, absolutely not… The Poison King within him, trapped in the Three Corpses, is still half-conscious; it can't be fake. And the two people before him can't be real!
However, reality seemed to contradict him, telling him that the two people in front of him were the real ones.
A ghost owl and a ghost king were like fish in water in Yilian Village, a place of yin energy where many living people had just died. At the same time, it was already difficult to fight against the true masters of both of them. The more they fought, the more their originally firm beliefs wavered. They were almost deceived by the truth and the falsehood, and subconsciously became hesitant and restrained, thus falling into a disadvantageous position.
The two opposite him didn't have the same concerns as Shinjuku. Moreover, having not encountered such challenging enemies for a long time, they fought openly and became more and more enthusiastic as the battle progressed! Before long, Shinjuku's True Immortal Body finally approached its limit. The three fought at high speed and fiercely, dazzling all the man-eating demons. In the end, they could only vaguely perceive that among a bunch of afterimages, someone's body was becoming more and more bloody.
"Wait, isn't that a ghost soldier?! Why is his blood red...?"
"That's right, ghosts only bleed black blood." And to be precise, it's not real blood, but rather a manifestation of the ghost's damage and deterioration.
Guiyin desperately wanted to help, though it didn't know if it could. But it couldn't bear to watch any longer. The resentment it felt towards Shinju for abandoning it had long since vanished; it had grown accustomed to following its master, accustomed to hearing its master call it "Guiyin." But now, the battered Shinju replaced the Shinju of its memories, the one with the sweet smile in his eyes. Tears welled in its eyes. If Shinju hadn't personally asked it to, it wouldn't have abandoned Loulan at this moment. It would have gone to help Shinju, even if it was just to shield him—
Just as Guiyin was watching helplessly as "Zhenmo's" extremely long Miao sword was about to pierce Zhensu's heart, it finally put away the mercury covering Loulan's body, transformed into a silver crossbow, and prepared to shoot an arrow.
At this moment, Shinju suddenly raised his eyes, glared at "Zhenmo," then gripped the blade and muttered, "If even I don't recognize it, then don't blame me—" I'll destroy your blade. As Shinju finished reciting the second half of the words, "Zhenmo's" Miao sword began to melt, eventually turning into a pool of molten steel.
The Miao sword was forged with yang fire, and its yin poison fruit had miraculous effects. Zhen Su withdrew the ink that had accumulated in his palm, ignoring the bleeding hand wound. Without lingering in the fight, he seized an opening in the new round of attacks from the two opponents and quickly retreated to the rear.
When Guiyin suddenly looked at its master's face, it couldn't help but panic, fearing that it would be blamed by Zhenshu for not protecting Loulan.
However, Shinjuku did not stop, only managing to give Oni-Gin a fleeting smile. When Oni-Gin turned around, he unexpectedly saw Shinjuku stuffing his bloodied hand into the baby demon's mouth.
"If you want to save your mother and me, then form a pact with me, Lou Zikua." Zhen Su looked down at the ghost infant's dark, completely obscured face, his tone solemn and forceful, "Say yes quickly."
Guiyin had assumed that the ghost infant, in its seemingly mindless state, would not be able to understand Shinjuku's words, much less agree. To her surprise, the ghost infant uttered a perfectly clear "okay," which was quite astonishing.
When the enemy attacked, Shinjuku's lower three corpses were already full.
But Shinju's intentions didn't stop there. Though his face was covered in blood, his eyes, like the melting gold of a setting sun, shone brightly, filled with pure fighting spirit. He turned to Lou Lan and repeated the invitation to form a pact.
Ghost Silver thought to herself, "She's unconscious, so how can we form a bond with her..."
Unexpectedly, the enormous ghost mother vanished from everyone's sight the next moment.
"?!?!" How did he do that?! Ghost Silver was completely dumbfounded.
Mayuki, perhaps guessing what Oni-Gin was thinking, explained, "The weaker one is, the easier it is to form a bond. When one is unconscious, it is even more possible to forcibly form a bond."
The Five Ultimate Classic originally favored using this unorthodox method to subdue wandering spirits. After all, the more ferocious the wandering spirit, the purer and stronger its Yin energy. To subdue such a powerful being, one must use strength to "beat" it into submission; one cannot rely on persuasion through words alone.
His Majesty is an exception.
The faceless man in the distance leaned on the handle of his shovel with one hand, observing the situation on this side as if it were hanging high. He had no clue about Shinjuku's methods, but he obviously didn't take it seriously. He didn't move his body at all, and was very calm.
However, what happened next completely shattered his composed "mask"! A blurry outline of facial features suddenly appeared under his thin skin, and a real human face seemed to be about to break through the outermost layer of skin, utterly ferocious and distorted!
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Author's Note: Help! How could someone make such a huge mistake? I always thought the Upper Dantian, corresponding to the Three Corpses, was located between the two chests, but that's not right! The Upper Dantian should be between the eyebrows, and the Middle Dantian is in the middle of the chest. So, the Poison King should have been absorbed into the Middle Dantian, which is closer to the heart! I'll revise the previous part.
The revised version is as follows: the initial evil spirit is stored in the upper dantian, which remains unchanged. However, the ghost king form of the Poison King is stored in the middle dantian, which is the middle position of the Three Corpses.
I'm sorry, I checked the information, but I remembered it wrong at the beginning.
The relevant chapters have been modified.
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