Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The Yin Sha energy surged into my body like a river breaking through a dam, transforming into Killing Intent!
In an instant, the Crimson Killing Intent surrounding me intensified.
"Ah!"
The Rakshasa suddenly raised its head and let out a hoarse, desperate scream. It seemed to truly feel the pain, twisting, convulsing, and struggling. My blade was driven directly into its Heart; there was no way it could escape.
The Rakshasa, once it had transformed, became one with the Corpse Soul. Piercing its Heart was a fatal blow!
I roared in anger, stomping down on the Rakshasa, then frantically absorbing the Yin Sha energy from within its body.
The Killing Intent grew more frenzied.
"Run!!"
The Corpse Spirit shouted hoarsely, its eyes fixed on the gaping hole that had been created: "The master is coming! You killed the Rakshasa and disrupted his plans. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to! Do you want to become a substitute for the Rakshasa and end up as something neither human nor ghost?!"
With that, she suddenly waved her hand towards me. In an instant, a violent wave of Eerie Energy swept toward me. The Eerie Energy took the form of a hand in mid-air and grabbed hold of me. I intended to resist, but I was caught off guard and had no time to react before being pulled toward her!
A shocking turn of events occurred at that moment.
The Rakshasa suddenly stirred as if it had risen from the dead. It stood upright from the ground and embraced me with immense strength. In that instant, it shattered the Corpse Spirit's grasp on me formed from Eerie Energy. Not only that, but it also broke through my Protective Killing Intent!
Panic surged through me—was the Rakshasa not dead yet? In my haste, I didn’t closely examine its condition; I merely glanced and saw its eyes were closed. But at that moment, I had no time to think!
Instinctively, I yanked the Azure Dark Sword from the ground and pushed against the Rakshasa to create some distance. I raised the Azure Dark Sword, ready to strike!
Just then, the Rakshasa suddenly opened its eyes, and my blade froze mid-air.
What kind of eyes were those?
The contrast was stark, filled with love and heartache!
The corpse of the Rakshasa suddenly raised its hand in a bizarre manner and gently stroked my cheek. Its hand was cold, like ice, completely devoid of warmth, causing my heart to sink little by little. This was not resurrection!
What on earth was happening?
How could this thing touch my face? According to the rules, its Three Souls and Seven Spirits should have long been gone from the realm of Yin and Yang, having moved on to the place of cultivators, never to return to the world of the living again.
Before I could think further, the corpse suddenly pushed me hard. The force was immense, and I was sent flying backward!
Then, a massive hand made entirely of Eerie Energy grasped me in mid-air!
It was the Corpse Spirit!
I watched as the Corpse Spirit frantically unleashed all its Eerie Energy, conjuring dozens of gigantic hands from thin air that grabbed us all tightly, clenching us in its fist. Then it violently slammed us against the sealed earth above the Underground Palace. With a loud crash, the ground shattered, and it hurled us out. In the midst of the violent collision, my body could hardly bear the strain; my already injured insides throbbed with pain, my vision blurred, and I opened my mouth to spew out a mouthful of black blood.
“No!!”
I screamed at the top of my lungs, desperately trying to widen my eyes to look toward my Underground Palace. The Rakshasa had already fallen; it seemed its soul had departed, and its body was buried under rubble!
Before being sent away, I took one last glance at the passage opened by the Intercepting Daoist. A massive projection had been cast there—a Lean Man in a Gray Robe. Just his silhouette brought immense pressure upon me.
I struggled to engrave that figure in my mind; he was my greater enemy!
Then, my consciousness plunged into darkness.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a dark space filled with a foul stench of decay swirling around. It was particularly damp, saturated with seawater's humidity, carrying a fishy odor that was far from pleasant.
Not only that, but this space was shaking violently as if I were aboard an overloaded vehicle. As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt nauseous in my stomach. Instinctively wanting to turn over, I found myself in excruciating pain and unable to move. The nausea intensified until I could no longer bear it; I tilted my head and vomited violently. A sour taste lingered in my throat as I realized that what I had expelled was nothing but bile—there wasn't even a trace of food residue!
How long had I been unconscious? How long had it been since I last ate for this to happen?
I struggled to turn over, but I simply didn't have the strength; I couldn't get up at all. Just as I was lying in this eternal darkness, nearly succumbing to despair, a sharp sound suddenly broke the silence beside me, and a beam of light unexpectedly pierced through the surrounding darkness.
"Don't move while lying down!"
A melodious voice rang out beside me—it was Wan's voice. Then, my head fell into a soft embrace. It was Lin Qing who had picked me up. Following the beam of light from the flashlight, I saw Wan's exquisitely beautiful face. Although it was smudged with dirt and her hair was a bit messy, making her look somewhat disheveled, it couldn't hide her charm.
In the dim light, Wan appeared gentle; her eyes were filled with warmth that made my heart feel at ease, and even her facial features seemed softer.
I was a bit dazed. This gentle woman who looked like she could melt away was not turning back into that silly sweet girl, was she?
"See? You're really lucky and tough!"
At that moment, Wan proudly raised her chin and spoke to the surroundings. However, tears began to fall from her eyes like beads from a broken string, splattering onto my face.
I had wounds on my face, and when her tears landed on them, it hurt like hell. I couldn't help but suck in a breath and forced a bitter smile as I croaked out, "Could you please stop crying? Your tears are making me feel quite uncomfortable."
Taking advantage of this moment, I observed my surroundings and realized that I seemed to be in a ship's cabin. Not far from me sat Big Mouth Lee, Bald Qiang, Xiao Xiao, and Zhengyang; they looked quite disheveled.
Noticing that I was looking at them, Bald Qiang gave me a thumbs-up and grinned widely. "You bastard! You're something else! Damn it, you've got seventeen visible wounds on your body, three broken ribs, cracks in your sternum, and multiple internal injuries with bleeding. When you first came aboard, blood was oozing from your buttocks, mouth, and all your orifices. You were burning up like a furnace with a fever over forty degrees Celsius! All your wounds were swollen; it was clear you had tetanus. None of us thought you could hold on—if Lifespan hadn't come through for you, you'd have been dead for sure! But Wan wouldn't believe it; she was so stubborn! Who would have thought you actually pulled through!"
Comment 0 Comment Count