Netherworld Chapter 146: Love and Tao (7)
Elder Shen was the first person to move. Although he looked like a half-human, he was incredibly fast.
When the third stone sculpture's writing brush appeared, Elder Shen had already arrived in front of the first stone sculpture. I saw him hesitate for a moment, but at that moment, Wei Qingcang had already rushed to the second stone sculpture and stretched out his hand to grab the white book and black platform.
The old Taoist was also fast and caught up in the blink of an eye. Mr. Shen immediately turned his head back and reached out to grab the two sticks.
They were snatching treasures over there, making life difficult for Gamu and me.
Dozens of ghost officials came back to life one after another, and they all rushed towards us because we were the closest.
The giant beast beside me roared loudly, waved its claws and swung its body, always knocking down the ghost easily. But it was just a beast, not a god, how could it completely protect Gamu and me.
In such a tense moment, I couldn't even recite the Eight-Cord Protection Spell completely. I often only recited a few words before being pushed aside by the giant beast because there were ghost messengers attacking from there.
The beast's strength was ridiculous. Every time it moved, I felt like I was hit by a mountain. My head was dizzy, and I had no energy to chant the spell.
Perhaps it was annoyed by the dozens of ghost officials, the giant beast roared, raised its claws and pressed them on the ground, opened its bloody mouth and spit out a large amount of white mist.
The mist swirled and enveloped the seven or eight ghost officials in front of it, then slowly rose.
I was surprised to find that when the fog dissipated, the ghost also disappeared. It seemed that the fog had a swallowing effect, as if there was a black hole hidden inside.
However, this method of attack obviously cannot be used too often. The giant beast only spits out one breath and can only continue to fight by relying on its powerful body.
Fortunately, the ghost had been sealed for a thousand years, and perhaps because he was too hungry and had no strength, he was beaten to a pulp by the giant beast.
Gamu and I lived bravely in this dangerous and daunting situation...
Why don't you help me! Shen Lao suddenly shouted over there.
I only had time to take a quick glance and saw his ghostly claws grasping the handles of two strange sticks, trying to pull them out of the ghost's hands. But the ghost held the sticks too tightly, and after pulling them several times without any movement, he began to shout anxiously.
Wei Qingcang also encountered trouble. The white book and black platform also took root in the hands of the ghost in purple and green robes. Even with his greatest strength in the world, he couldn't lift it.
Wei Qingcang shouted in a deep voice, took up his stance and pulled hard a few times, but still failed.
He also shouted like Old Shen: Wake up!
The old Taoist went the latest, but came back the fastest. He held a golden leaf in his hand and swept it towards the ancient book with a green cover, saying softly: Fall!
The strange golden leaf seemed to be as light as nothing, and had no magical brilliance, but it easily swept the ancient book down. The old Taoist grabbed it and stuffed it directly into his sleeve, then quickly retreated.
Wei Qingcang and Shen Lao were naturally very surprised, but they just glanced at the old Taoist and kept their attention on the things in front of them.
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the distance, and the earth began to shake again.
While the giant beast was swallowing the ghost closest to me in one bite, I turned my head and was surprised to see that the Emperor of Heaven's body, which was thousands of meters long, was gradually becoming shorter.
wrong!
It wasn't that he was getting shorter, but that the Emperor of Heaven was slowly sinking into the ground.
The golden light around the Emperor had almost completely subsided. Although he was still tall, he was not as majestic as before.
The giant beast beside him paused and looked towards the Emperor of Heaven. He was unaware even of the two ghost officials hitting him.
The old Taoist retreated and grabbed me with one hand, saying softly: Let’s go.
I was stunned for a moment. This old man brought me back just to get this ancient book?
At this time, a loud noise came from the Emperor's side again.
When I looked up, I saw a huge mountain hundreds of meters high suddenly appear, surrounded by clouds and mist, and birds singing incessantly.
That is...
As I watched the huge mountain crashing towards the ground with an extremely fierce momentum, I suddenly thought of Dongbalan.
The Qinling Mountains' secret to controlling mountains is to control thousands of mountains, and thousands of mountains belong to Yuezhuang.
From this sentence, we can see the domineering nature of the method practiced by Dongbalang.
However, the huge mountain in the distance has a desolate look of old age, and the birds' chirping seems to express their reluctance to leave.
I vaguely saw Dong Balang and the dozens of people around him, from the joy of resurrection to watching the Emperor of Heaven sink into the earth. In despair, they wept before the Emperor of Heaven, and with the determination to never return, they launched a final resistance against the talisman chains that trapped the Emperor of Heaven.
It was an unspeakable cruelty, and also the resentment of the imperial bloodline for thousands of years.
This hatred makes them willing to kill anyone , including themselves.
Just like the old Taoist priest, after more than twenty years of suffering, he could no longer hold on.
However, the torment of the Emperor's vein lasted for two thousand years!
The huge mountains exploded with a loud bang and continued to disappear in the green light.
The sound was not very loud, but it was like a bell ringing in my ears all the time. I seemed to see Dong Balang's eyes were bloodshot and blurred by blood and tears, but he used up all his strength without hesitation, turning everything into the most powerful force in his life. No matter what was ahead, he rushed there! Behind him, there were also dozens of black-clothed disciples, silently following him and attacking the last hope.
That mountain has been a heavy burden on the people of the Imperial Vein for thousands of years.
That mountain also represents the deep-seated resentment of the people of the Imperial Vein today.
From hope to despair, it only takes a moment...
The mountains disappeared, and there was no sound anymore.
I suddenly felt a lump in my throat and my heart was suddenly filled with guilt.
But I can't change this result.
But I may never see again the man in black who was once so domineering, shouted "One Mountain to Suppress Thousands of Meridians", and worked hard to resurrect the Emperor of Heaven .
This person was the most upright practitioner I have ever met, and his disappearance is undoubtedly the saddest scene in this bizarre story of mine.
Because he never did anything wrong, but always ended up in a miserable way.
After the mountain was shattered, the black gas underground suddenly began to erupt.
A large amount of black fog filled the air, enveloping everything in the surroundings. I heard a shout that seemed to come from deep underground, with a soul-stirring and strange sound.
Black, white... check the prison...
Then, someone screamed.
The voice was hoarse, as if it came from Elder Shen.
Damn it! Elder Shen howled miserably, broke through the black fog, and fled quickly. I saw that both of his arms fell off at shoulder level, bloody, as if they were torn off by life.
Immediately afterwards, Wei Qingcang’s loud roar was heard: Wake up!
The use of ghosts and gods, cannot be touched... Another shout, this voice is deeper than before. Dull, but loud. For a moment, it seemed that the entire underworld was trembling with this sound.
Gamu exclaimed: This is... Big Brother!
His voice was urgent, as if he had sensed some danger. As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to run out.
A "bang" sound was heard from the black fog, followed by a faint groan from someone.
The old Taoist grabbed Gamu with one hand and pulled him back: You will only die if you go.
Gamu didn't respond, gritting his teeth and trying to run inside. His arms made a creepy creaking sound, the sound of flesh and bones being torn apart. One could imagine how powerful Gamu was at the moment.
In fact, although he no longer had the bronze-armored corpse, he was extremely strong. However, in the world of Tao power, physical strength was nothing.
The sound of "bang" came again, and Wei Qingcang roared in grief and anger: Wake up! Wake up quickly!
If you touch it... you will die! The deep voice that seemed to echo throughout the underworld sounded again.
Gamu turned around suddenly, and I saw that his eyes were red and his face looked like he wanted to kill someone: Let me go, otherwise, I will wash the Five Elements Meridians with blood one day!
These words were very serious, but the old Taoist was not moved at all. He held Gamu's hand tightly and said: If you have the ability, go ahead, but today, I can't let you go there.
The old Taoist paused for a moment, then added: If you go, you will just die.
Gamu was breathing heavily, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey. Even I, who was standing by, felt my legs go weak as I watched.
If these two guys really fight, I will definitely be the winner, but I really don't want to see them fighting each other here.
This is the underworld!
Now that the ghost has resurrected, this place has become the most dangerous place in the world. Moreover, the corpse-embalmer who has transformed into Yama seems to have encountered some kind of accident. If he wants to leave here alive, besides the giant beast that is constantly fighting off the ghost, the only one left is the Taoist priest.
At this moment, a golden lightning suddenly pierced through the black fog behind me. A figure riding the golden light flashed past me and disappeared directly into the black fog in front of me.
Gamu also saw it, and strangely he stopped struggling.
The Taoist's expression seemed a little strange, as if he was somewhat surprised by this person's arrival.
Suddenly, a flash of gold appeared in the black fog, and in an instant, it was like the rising sun, tearing apart the surrounding black fog.
The golden light seemed to have a restraining effect on the black fog. All the black fog was swept away within its coverage. Even the ghost messengers, who were swept by the golden light, had black smoke coming out of their bodies. They retreated silently and disappeared into the black fog.
The beast came back to stand beside me again, and I noticed that even though it was so ferocious, it was panting heavily and looked exhausted. There were actually several scars on its body.
But what came out of the wound was not blood, but light white smoke.
The smoke was very strange. Although it was light, it kept flowing down the wound like liquid.
I have begun to regard this incomprehensible thing as normal, because this is a mythical world that cannot be thought of using the logic of the human world.
The golden light in front illuminated a large area. Soon, the golden light converged again, like a pillar of light, enveloping the undertaker and the table.
A beam of light branched out and connected to the front. Since the golden light could only sweep away the black fog within the range, from my angle, I couldn't see where the small beam of light led to. But judging from the location, the most likely destination was the second stone sculpture where Wei Qingcang was.
