Chapter 513: Ancestral Spirits
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“Wasn’t rciless Tyrant possessed by Nether Spirits lurking at the dead entrance? Why would he die so tragically at the living entrance?”
ng Qi wondered if he was mistaken in his judgnt. “Could it be that the Nether Spirits or malice from the dead entrance faced restrictions at the living entrance and decided to just abandon the body that it had possessed to escape?”
ng Qi allowed his thoughts to run haywire. Not daring to take any reckless action, Slayer Yaksh’s expression darkened as he observed the scene around rciless Tyrant’s corpse.
He suddenly cried in surprise and said, “It doesn’t seem like he was torn in half. The break is clean as if he was hacked by a saber.”
“Hacked by a saber?” ng Qi’s eyes turned toward the corpse in alarm and saw that it was indeed true that there were no traces of rciless Tyrant being torn apart. The wound looked like the result of a hacking.
“If I didn’t know myself so well, I would really think that I’m the one who killed him…” ng Qi suspected, for a brief mont, that the wound on rciless Tyrant’s corpse was a result of the Big Bang Technique. The sa way he had done to Yang Zhenchan who eliminated his own traces.
The thought had just occurred to him when he froze in shock. ng Qi could not completely eliminate the possibility that the murder was his own doing!
There were no signs or warnings of evil possession in the Zhenwu’s Decoy Grave at all. Could the spirit occupying rciless Tyrant be possessing him now? Did the spirit take control of his body while the illusory formation was clouding his senses?
Fear gripped ng Qi’s heart the more he considered this possibility. If not for the Vital Qi entering and leaving his body in a circulation as well as his firm self-control, he would likely be sweating by now.
ng Qi, with his many experiences, took a breath and cald his mind. He extended his ntal energy to carefully inspect rciless Tyrant’s corpse.
Unlike Yang Zhenchan, rciless Tyrant’s body did not rot to form piles of mud. It was a dehydrated corpse, void of any moisture including blood. His skin and internal organs were both dried and shriveled. His body was cut cleanly in half.
ng Qi, contrary to expectations, felt like heaving a sigh of relief to see this. Though it seed like it was a result of the Big Bang Technique, it resembled an imitation instead.
“For the perpetrator to mimic the Big Bang Technique… Could soone have seen killing Yang Zhenchan? That doesn’t seem right. I’ve used the technique while escaping the dead entrance…” ng Qi frowned.
Suddenly, Slayer Yaksh extended his hand to grab the putrefied black pouch on rciless Tyrant’s body. Even the gloves the latter wore had decayed but the item inside the pouch was intact thanks to the pouch taking all the damage.
No one objected to Slayer Yaksh taking away rciless Tyrant’s black pouch due to their relationship. Though ng Qi was unwilling to relinquish the item, he knew he still needed the remaining two to explore the passage and fall into the traps for him.
He was also preoccupied with another problem: was he currently being possessed by the Nether Spirits or malice at the dead entrance?
The incident at the Zhenwu’s Decoy Grave left a deep impression on him. He had no idea when he beca possessed and the possibility was now hard to eliminate.
He cald his mind and allowed his Vital Spirit to clamber up, overlooking the Celestial. He opened his Aperture acupoints and secretly triggered them to search for any abnormalities.
“There’s no problem…” ng Qi’s Dharma Form erged internally, faint and indistinct. The primal chaos opened up, giving birth to The Celestial. Universes and worlds appeared as usual.
He then visualized the first stance of Buddha’s Palm, the large golden finger touching the sky dubbed the ‘Big Golden Buddha’, and pointed at himself in his mind. Nothing strange ca out of him.
Since nothing happened even after using Buddha’s Palm, then ng Qi decided to believe in himself! He stopped suspecting himself. If there were still Nether Spirits or malice that could occupy his body without warning under the threat of Immortal Primogenitor Form and the visualization of Buddha’s Palm, it would not be solvable by just a re the Exterior expert. Then it was not worth worrying about it. Once he was done with his task, he would get the Six Realms to help!
He currently kept a Dharmakaya-level item with him at the mont. Which, was the wooden carving that Master Lu had gifted him. He had been holding it in his left hand for so ti. The wooden carving felt the sa. It was still the sa wooden carving.
“Let’s continue,” Slayer Yaksh said, his expression gloomy.
ng Qi and ‘Primordial Chaos Devil’ Jia Zhen said nothing and continued to move forward.
They had taken the third step when mist once again shrouded them. ng Qi carefully changed his direction instead of staying in his original spot.
The mist receded minutes later. ng Qi saw that the ash-colored square was deserted, with only Slayer Yaksh standing so distance away.
“Did Jia Zhen die as well?” ng Qi unleashed his ntal energy and discovered a pile of mud-like bloody flesh. It was as if a great number of boulders had crushed ‘Primordial Chaos Devil’ Jia Zhen’s body. ng Qi was only able to determine the latter’s identity through the clothing amid the rubble.
Everything on Jia Zhen’s body was squashed into pieces.
“So even this familiar-looking middle-aged scholar that I can’t recognize has died as well…” ng Qi felt a sudden chill running down his spine. Indeed, this was the great Carefree Valley that had buried the entire country of Bomi. Fortunately, he had an examiner that he could drag into this ss!
ng Qi and Slayer Yaksh’s eyes t and they saw the deep mistrust held in each other’s eyes.
“Do we continue?” ng Qi asked.
“Of course,” Slayer Yaksh replied in a low voice.
The entrance was only several steps away!
The two of them walked shoulder-to-shoulder and the mist once again befell them three steps later, clouding their senses.
Based on his understanding, ng Qi took a horizontal step forward to leave his current position. In his senses, the mist had taken over the vast sea of Vital Qi around him and covered up what was natural.
Suddenly, a bolt of shadow-like lightning appeared, accompanied by an intense Devil Qi. It was like a centipede-like creature that attempted to tightly coil around ng Qi.
ng Qi, who was on guard all this while, transford as swiftly as the wind, breaking away from the Devil Qi-infused centipede in a mystifying way.
Suddenly, a human-shaped silhouette jumped at ng Qi from within the mist. It was uncertain whether he threw a fist, clawed, thrust a saber, flung a hamr, or ford a helix – but it was underlined with Dharma and Logos. The attack was earth-shatteringly strong, full of the feeling of decomposition. Feelings of degradation pierced sharply into ng Qi’s heart.
Without attempting to defend himself, ng Qi thrust his sword while opening many of his Aperture acupoints. Overhead, the Grand Sun erged.
The sword carried the intensity of the sun, bursting with seemingly illusory ten thousand rays of light that sotis twisted and reversed. The light ‘swallowed’ everything within sight.
The boundless light of the Grand Sun illuminated all corners!
Clang, clang, clang! His sword clashed continuously with his opponent’s fist and feet, ringing with sounds of gold and iron colliding and causing many shadows to scatter.
Suddenly, shadows gathered to form horns on his head. Devil Qi pervaded the air.
The silhouette slapped his hands together, seizing Flowing Fire right on its blade. The sunshine instantly dissipated.
ng Qi felt a sudden colossal strength coming from Flowing Fire. His flesh, bones, soul, and Vital Spirit felt sowhat loose as if they were being drawn to his opponent!
The faint golden glow surfaced on his skin and the attractive force was rendered utterly useless, akin to an ant trying to shake a large tree,
The genuine Qi of ng Qi’s opponent abruptly changed, giving him a deep sense of danger. He instantly extinguished the restrictions on Flowing Fire and made corresponding changes to his movents.
Thud!
Flowing Fire, pinned by two palms, burst with an intensity akin to the descending of the Grand Sun. It exploded continuously, flaring with scorching heat and radiating sunlight all around.
The sword, relying on this force, slid through the two palms and stabbed the opponent in the chest!
The opponent’s chest seed as if it was made out of gold. However, Flowing Fire being a Precious Weapon rely paused for a brief second before piercing it.
Thud!
Intense heat burst forth from the sword like the force coming from the continuous explosions of the Grand Sun. The sll of scorched flesh drifted to ng Qi’s nose. The explosions even thinned the mist shrouding him.
The opponent took advantage of the brief second in which the sword paused to fly away, barely stopping the sword to pierce him. However, the tip of the sword had lted a huge cavity in his chest. Half of his organs liquefied while the other half beca charred.
It was only then that ng Qi felt an intense numbness in his limbs that extended all the way to his head.
“It’s him! Extre Bliss of Heaven and Demon!” ng Qi nearly struck his opponent, who he finally saw through the thinned white mist. It was the person who could not be any more dead if he tried: ‘Primordial Chaos Devil’ Jia Zhen!
ng Qi was able to recognize his true identity from the kungfu technique he had used. He was Old Zhong of the Myths, not any of the Samsara travelers!
No wonder he did not suffer any external wounds earlier! Sky Devil’s Golden Body was essentially a defensive Divine Skill that would make the user impervious to swords or spears!
Old Zhong, who had returned to his original appearance, had beco even uglier with new lumps growing on his face. He retreated in succession, all the way until he reached the fringe of the ash-colored square.
ng Qi tried to pursue him but was obstructed by layers of congealed mist.
The mist had largely disappeared by now, allowing him to see Slayer Yaksh whose whole body was radiating rays of Five Elents light. His body was being strenuously propped up by a translucent Nether Spirit.
This particular Nether Spirit had an aged appearance, with a black robe draped over his shoulders. His head of grey hair was thick and coarse, resembling thin serpents. They fell over his back.
He gave up trying to attack ng Qi with the mist dissipating and rged with what remained of it.
“You!” Slayer Yaksh stared at Old Zhong, who was under the protection of the mist. His eyes were brimming with bitter hatred.
However, he did not make a reckless move. It was as if he was waiting for sothing.
Old Zhong gave them a strange smile, his state of mind clearly abnormal. “Well, it’s your fault for inviting .”
“What is it that you want? Neither of us has entered the living entrance yet!” Slayer Yaksh was confused why would Old Zhong be so impatient to make a move.
The flesh in Old Zhong’s chest wiggled as he developed and changed his internal organs. He glanced at ng Qi and said sowhat crazedly, “I want to kill you all, of course!”
His words seed to alert ng Qi to sothing, prompting him to ask, “Did the Myths send you here to find clues of the Carefree Valley?”
“The Myths…” Slayer Yaksh had just found out that Heaven Sovereign of the Myths had killed the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty at the frontier trade earlier. Now that he had t the ‘main owner’ of the organization, he felt as if he had fallen into a dream.
Old Zhong delayed his reply delightfully, saying, “You’re right. I didn’t think you’d team up and find the living entrance so quickly, so fast that I didn’t have ti to pass on this news. I have no choice but to kill you all and suppress this matter.”
Since everything happened so abruptly, he was not able to first notify the Myths out of fear that soone would get to the treasure in the Carefree Valley before they did. Thus he decided to assassinate them and destroy this treasure-hunting team. Who knew that he would fail on his first try? To make things worse, the first one to kill was not him but ng Qi!
“Who’s that Nether Spirit?” Slayer Yaksh asked.
Old Zhong snickered. “Based on the information that I’ve obtained, there would be ancestral spirits guarding the important points of Bomi. They’d bless you as long as you sincerely worship them.”
“You didn’t just kowtow just to open the entrance…” Realization dawned on Slayer Yaksh.
Typically, ancestral spirits that have not been worshipped for more than a century would disappear. However, this place was special in that it was sinister, damp, and full of dead air. It would still be reasonable for an ancestral spirit to have existed for more than a thousand years, but from the looks of it, it had lost all its wisdom and acted purely on instinct. Furthermore, it also had to rely on the mist.
Old Zhong’s chest returned to its unscathed condition but his breath appeared weak. Glancing at ng Qi and Slayer Yaksh, he sneered. “You don’t dare to move because you’re worried about triggering the illusory formation, isn’t it? You’re scared that the ancestral spirit would co attacking?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll trigger it for you!”
His voice had barely faded when he heard Slayer Yaksh’s hearty laughter. “Jia Zhen, why did you think I’d invite an acquaintance like you?”
“You…” a stunned Old Zhong muttered.
Slayer Yaksh’s expression turned cold. “I’d invited you because you’re convenient for to kill and I won’t have to share the treasure with you!”
Suddenly, a figure materialized out of thin air with his two hands fashioned into claws. Dark blood poured like torrential rain as it dragged the ancestral spirit out of the formation!
The newcor wore a black imperial robe, with his white hair tied in a top knot secured by a serpentine-shaped hairpin. With his wrinkled face, he quite resembled an ancestral spirit!
“Emperor of the Netherworld!” Old Zhong’s expression changed dramatically. He took out an item and instantly turned to dash out of the exit.
Slayer Yaksh appeared calm and unperturbed, looking as if he had planned this all along. He did not bother pursuing Old Zhong. Instead, he turned to ng Qi with a smile.
“You’re really calm, aren’t you? You’re not afraid?”
ng Qi showed him a brilliant smile, revealing his clean and straight teeth.
“Why should I feel afraid?”
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