Chapter 57 Burial
Zhan Shi bit the wolf lieutenant and swung it left and right. He grabbed the wolf's body with both hands and threw it into the air with great force.
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Shi slammed the wolf deputy general in mid-air to the ground with his right palm, and with his left paw, he dug out a wolf's heart.
The black bear paw was stained red, and Zhan Shi crushed it in disgust.
He quickly reached down and pulled out the entire spiritual platform of the wolf lieutenant.
He sat on the ground, slowly splitting the Dao Pill out with his two front palms, and then slamming his two back palms against the wolf lieutenant's broken body.
Wolf Lieutenant's howls of pain had already echoed throughout the entire camp. The empty camp reverberated with the "plop" of bursting pipes, the low gurgling of flowing water, and the "crack" of breaking bones, until his body could no longer make a sound, and only then did Zhan Shi stop.
He stood up, and using the daylight to shine the cleaned Dao Dan upwards, then put it into his robes.
He bent down again, picked up the huge wolf body on the ground and shook it, and blood, flesh, and bone fragments immediately flew everywhere.
Jiao Jue and Huang Wen, who were standing to the side and caught off guard, were sprayed from head to toe.
Jiaojue usually pulled the chariot for the God of War, so he had experienced such scenes before. He simply flew into the sea to wash himself off in disgust.
Huang Wen had never seen such a scene before. His eyes were glazed over, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, and he was panting heavily. But Zhan Shi did not let him go.
Zhan Shi twirled the wolf pelt, which then landed on Huang Wen's head.
The strong smell of blood overwhelmed Huang Wen, and he could no longer control himself and urinated.
Zhan Shi chuckled and grabbed Huang Wen, throwing him into the sea area where Jiao Jue was.
"Now we need to find a gun," Zhan Shi said to Jiao Jue.
This place lacks spiritual energy, and the wind makes his fur ache; Zhan Shi doesn't want to stay here for even a moment longer.
Jiaojue nodded, took Huangwen, removed the wolf skin from Huangwen's head and put it away, then pushed it into the sea to wash.
He instructed Huang Wen, "I have a drop of the Demon King of Pingbo here. Use it quickly and find the gun. Once you find the gun, we'll go back."
Huang Wen nodded. He was now drenched in blood and gore, and all he wanted was to finish this so he could go back to the Lotus Pond and hide away. He was completely unaware that Jiao Jue's attitude toward him had changed.
Huang Wen trembled as he took the small bottle from Jiao Jue and dripped his blood onto the silver-platter-sized mirror.
He made a hand seal, and the drop of blood on the mirror seemed to come alive, surging in one direction. Huang Wen raised his pale fish head and pointed in that direction, saying, "Go this way."
Soon, they arrived at the reef island, where the Demon Queen Pingbo's spear still lay in the place she had left behind.
Zhan Shi approached the gun, grasped it with one claw, and examined it closely.
Having obtained the gun, Huang Wen said to Jiao Jue, "Let's go!"
Jiao Jue said there was no rush. He still had his smiling eyes open and said, "Good brother, could you please look at my future?"
As he spoke, he took out a small storage ring and said, "This is just a small token of my appreciation, brother, please don't refuse."
Huang Wen glanced into his storage ring and was immediately satisfied. He thought to himself that since things were settled here, he could leave at the hour of the night.
So he took out the Life Mirror and placed it on his fin claw. He then quickly made a hand seal in the air with his other fin claw and said to the horned jade, "Quickly drip a drop of blood."
As the fish and the dragon were talking, Zhan Shi, who was watching the guns from the side, suddenly moved and thrust his gun into the air.
Huang Wen and Jiao Jue were standing close together when the spear pierced through them both. Huang Wen was pierced through the back by the spear, and cracks appeared in his mind from the bullet wound.
The yellow cat, in pain, loosened its fins and claws, but then struggled to grip the mirror tightly again.
Jiaojue fared no better; he was stabbed in the tail by a gun.
Huang Wen was in excruciating pain and wanted to settle scores with Zhan Shi.
Zhan Shi's momentum suddenly surged. He planted his gun in the ground, looked up at the dense black clouds, and roared wildly.
"It's over, he's about to be promoted, let's run!" Jiao Jue said as he grabbed Huang Wen and dragged him into the sea, quickly disappearing into the ocean.
As soon as they entered the sea, a dense barrage of lightning struck down, and Jiao Jue, carrying Huang Wen, desperately swam towards the deepest part of the sea.
As soon as the thunder subsided a little, before Huang Wen could even catch his breath, Jiao Jue suddenly wrapped himself around him.
With one claw, Jiaojue plucked out Huangwen's Dao Pill, crushed it, put it back in, and then shoved it hard into the wolfskin bag.
Ignoring the bloody hole in his tail, he gripped the wolfskin bag with one hind paw and pressed and squeezed it with the other, swimming rhythmically toward the depths of the desolate sea.
When the wolfskin bag in his paws made no more sound, Jiaojue stopped.
He stopped the bleeding from his tail and continued swimming deeper into the desolate sea, massaging it as he went, until he felt that Huang Wen in the wolfskin bag had stopped breathing. Only then did he stop massaging and slow down his pace to continue swimming forward.
After traveling another thousand miles, Jiaojue stopped at the bottom of an island, and the surrounding sea beasts had already been frightened away by his presence.
He opened the wolfskin bag and released the stiff Huang Wen, who was clutching the Life Mirror and had been dead for a long time.
Jiao Jue stared at Huang Wen, squinted and sneered for a while, then slowly pulled open Huang Wen's fins one by one to take the Life Mirror.
Huang Wen's unseeing eyes suddenly turned, startling Jiao Jue so much that he plunged his claw into Huang Wen's head, and Huang Wen was dead beyond any doubt.
Jiao Jue picked up the Life Mirror and stared at it from his claws. It was this thing that had monitored every corner of the Central Plains, causing all races to be enslaved and driven, and causing his beloved sister to die young!
Jiao Jue stared at the Life Mirror, wanting to destroy it. He examined it closely, took the wolfskin bag and wiped away the bloodstains stuck to the mirror, his mind racing.
The bloodstains were thick, and Jiao Jue had to wipe them away bit by bit. After finally wiping away the last bit, a bright white light stung his dragon eyes, forcing him to close them.
When he opened his eyes again, a clean mirror full of cracks appeared in front of Jiao Jue, reflecting his disheveled appearance in countless ways.
"This Mirror of Fate is actually broken?" Jiao Jue thought to himself, "This is bad." The Mirror of Fate is never meant to show the appearance of living beings. Different Mirrors of Fate can show talent, karma, lifespan, wealth... but they can never show the external appearance.
This time, in order to cooperate with the War God Temple, the divine servants of the Heavenly Mandate Palace Mirror Tower granted Huang Wen special permission to take a larger Mirror of Fate.
Huang Wen, wanting to show off, took out the Great Life Mirror that reflects cause and effect.
This mirror has many functions, so using it to find the Demon King's spear is actually a bit of a waste.
Jiao Jue originally planned to return to the War God Temple with the Life Mirror after killing Huang Wen. The Heavenly Fate Palace had only lost a slave, and with Yi Nu backing him up, the Heavenly Fate Palace's servants wouldn't do anything to him.
But now this mirror of fate is shattered! It's ruined!
Jiaojue felt his blood rushing backward. Even though he was a dragon, he felt the seawater was unusually cold. He put the Life Mirror back into Huangwen's fins and claws.
The Temple of War, we can't go back!
Jiao Jue narrowed his cold eyes and made a decision immediately.
He thought to himself, "I'm sorry, you bear."
He had to escape.
"Where should I go?" Jiao Jue wanted to leave immediately, but not knowing where to go, he had to stop and wander aimlessly around the seabed.
Swimming and swimming, Jiao Jue circled the small islet, stirring up the surrounding area into a pot of mud and breaking countless of Ji Rong's roots that were hanging in the water.
Ji Rong was very angry.
Although she wasn't in pain, these roots were all the result of her hard work swallowing the wind, and now they were destroyed just like that. Ji Rong really wanted to find this big guy in the sea to argue with him.
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