Jiang Qu Lian's ghost claws were inserted into the ground, and immediately there was a blood-red light from the soil. The earth cracked open in five directions like a swift thunderbolt, and there were many things faintly breaking out from under the tossed soil. The eerie hissing sound drifted in the night sky, which was spine-chilling.
"Give
me the soul-hooking chain!" Xie Bi An shouted at Fan Wu She.
"..."
"Give it
to me ah!" Xie Bi An said sternly, "He is going to open the Ghost
Gate and summon his ministers. The people of Fengdu City will suffer!"
Fan Wu She
gave Bieyanghong to Xie Bi An, and at the same time unsealed his chakra.
Xie Bi An
snatched Bieyanghong over, threw out the chain and wrung Jiang Qu Lian's ghost
claw. He grabbed the chain with both hands and stepped on it with one foot,
pulling that ghost claw up.
Jiang Qu
Lian's eyebrows were deeply knitted. A glimpse of muscles can be seen under his
red clothes, and he wrestled with Xie Bi An.
"Jiang Qu
Lian, do you know what it means to open the Ghost Gate? Do you really want to
become an enemy of Jiuyou?" Beads of sweat quickly appeared on Xie Bi An's
forehead, and the agitated spiritual pressure caused his hair and clothes to
flutter without wind.
Jiang Qu
Lian sneered twice: "You don't understand at all. Jiuyou is the ghost
citizens’ Jiuyou, not the Underworld’s Jiuyou."
"What are you talking about…?"
"A million years ago, why did the Zhuanxu Sect disconnect the path to heaven and earth? The endless battle between the heavenly gods and the earthly deities is certainly a reason, but more importantly, it’s to get rid of the Heaven bond. As a result, Great Emperor Haotian had to send down the Yin Department to set up the Underworld, and also send down the celestial beings to establish the imperial dynasty. It is said that the humans, ghosts and gods will separate their powers and rule individually. What was the outcome? The human realm and the ghost realm have never escaped the control of the Great Emperor Haotian. The disconnection between heaven and earth cut off the spiritual energy. How many people have exhausted their lifelong efforts yet were unable to achieve positive results from cultivation? And how many people have to be caught in the suffering of reincarnation cannot be freed?” When Jiang Qu Lian spoke till the end, his voice was stern, "The Way of Heaven is just a deception. It is a trick for the celestial beings to control and enslave us!”
Xie Bi An
looked at Jiang Qu Lian in a daze, speechless for a moment.
“For what reason…" Jiang Qu Lian’s eyes gradually dyed with red, “For what reason should I be reborn as a hungry ghost? For what reason should I feed on my own mother when I was born? For what reason should I eat so many of my own kind to survive? Is hell scary? Being born in the Hungry Ghost Path is hell all the time! Jiuyou is our Jiuyou, not the Jiuyou of the Underworld, so for what reason can't I be reborn as a human again?!” He struggled fiercely, and the ghost claws were once again deeply embedded in the earth. The five cracks in the ground glowed with blood-red light, and something surged more and more violently under the earth.
Xie Bi An
was dragged down to the ground. He retrieved the chain and slashed at
Jiang Qu Lian with his chain scythe.
Fan Wu She
and Lan Chui Han simultaneously raised their swords and attacked.
A huge Yin energy
blasted through the earth and several people were shaken away at the same time.
The Ghost
Gate opened and countless ghost citizens crawled out from the ground. Attracted
by the scent of people, they emitted greedy and mournful howls.
"Ghosts, ghosts ah-----" The people in Fumenghui were a mess, fleeing in all directions in panic.
Although this place is located in Fengdu, the evilest place in Jiuzhou, people and ghosts respect and don't offend each other is the way for the two realms to get along for millions of years, and the occasional evil spirits that harm people are eradicated by Daoists. If there is a scourge such as a gap in the boundary and other ghosts invading the earth, the Underworld will send its generals out to recapture.
But this
time is different. As the king of ghosts, the head of the Underworld General
Red Ghost King personally opened the Ghost Gate, releasing a large number of fierce
ghosts!
A dark blue
shadow flashed to Xie Bi An's side, who was getting up from the ground:
"Night Patrol?"
"I have
requested Official Lord Cui to send more Yin servants. We must close the Ghost
Gate as soon as possible."
The fierce ghosts
pounced on the living. Night Patrol gave an order, and a large number of Yin
servants surrounded the Ghost Gate. They raised the ghost fork in their hands
one by one and drove those ghost citizens back to Jiuyou, but the Ghost Gate
opened wider and wider, and more and more ghosts crawled out from the cracks in
the ground. And behind them was Fumenghui formed by countless hollow skeleton shapes. This scene was like earth and hell turned upside down.
Jiang Qu
Lian laughed for a long time: "You guys want to catch me too?" His
face was demonic to the extreme, "You guys are the ones who forced me to
open the Ghost Gate."
Xie Bi An
used the soul-hooking chain to beat a group of ghost citizens back to Jiuyou. He
kept reciting incantations under his breath, and the crack in the ground under
his feet was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Night Patrol
commanded the Yin servants to drive away the ghost citizens, and the
cultivators from the Immortal Alliance brought by Lan Chui Han also kept
offering demon subjugation talismans. With the combined efforts of all of them,
the Ghost Gate torn open by Jiang Qu Lian was closing little by little.
Jiang Qu Lian turned into red mist and pounced on Xie Bi An. Fan Wu She's body was as fast as a remnant of shadow, and he brought his sword to block in front of Xie Bi An's body. Xie Bi An was forced to interrupt his incantation, and the chain sickle of the soul-hooking chain directly took Jiang Qu Lian's head. His other hand drew a powerful demon subjugation talisman, and the three of them tangled up in a fight.
"Zong Zi
Xiao, you are extremely stupid! Or do you really like this game of senior
brother and junior brother, not even wanting the power of your previous
life?"
Jiang Qu
Lian's ghost claw viciously grabbed towards Xie Bi An's heart. Xie Bi An threw
out his chain and tried to wrap his arms again, while behind him Fan Wu
She's Ting Mo stabbed straight up. Jiang Qu Lian once again turned into red
mist, and both of them pounced into the air.
"I will take the Heavenly Secret Talisman back myself." Fan Wu She's gaze was gloomy and certain, and with a hand of the Zongxuan sword technique, he viciously and sharply stabbed towards Jiang Qu Lian's vital points.
"You
are too weak. You have seven or eight years less cultivation than in your
previous life, what gives you the right?!"
"Just
because I am Zong Zi Xiao."
Jiang Qu
Lian shook the two away with a single blow, and his ghostly claws grabbed the
ground again, tearing the Ghost Gate that was closing even wider. He knew that
if he was caught, he would sink into hell forever. Having come this far, there
was no turning back.
Seeing the ghosts crawling out of the cracks in the ground were already in great quantity, and many were escaping the siege and floating towards the city, if this continues, the people nearby will suffer a disaster.
Xie Bi An
has no time to care about Jiang Qu Lian. The soul-hooking chain dragged up a
large number of ghosts and forced them back to Jiuyou, while he desperately
chanted charms, closing the Ghost Gate.
Night Patrol
said sternly: "Red King, if you really stir up the two realms, you will
surely provoke the five ghost emperors to revolt!"
Jiang Qu
Lian laughed coldly: "Great Emperor Beiyin came down from the sky. The
five ghost emperors are the original lords of Jiuyou. Am I the one who should
be crushed?"
"Jiang Qu
Lian, don’t think of misleading the public with rumors. The human and ghost realms
were originally peaceful. You killed my master and broke the balance of the two
realms. Now you are opening the Ghost Gate without permission and have caused a
great disaster. You will be sent to the infernal hell and will not be able to reincarnate
forever!" Xie Bi An’s eyes were red with hatred. Seeing the ghosts
crawling out of the Ghost Gate like a flowing river, there was no way to stop
them. His heart and lungs felt so bad like they were going to explode. The
earth that Zhong Kui wanted to protect even at the cost of his life must not be
lost in front of him!
Xie Bi An
frantically exported his spiritual energy, repairing the Ghost Gate that was
constantly torn apart, not hesitating to empty himself.
Lan Chui Han
swept off the ghosts that wanted to pounce on Xie Bi An with his sword: "Bi
An, what else can we do to close the Ghost Gate as soon as possible?!”
Xie Bi An
shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's already too late."
Fan Wu She
yanked Xie Bi An: "This is beyond your ability to handle. Leave it to Official
Lord Cui, I'll take you away."
Xie Bi An
fiercely shook off Fan Wu She's hand, and his gaze was firm: "I am Zhong
Kui's disciple." I am willing to join my master to protect the living
beings, and I vow to fight to the death.
The ghosts crawling out of the Ghost Gate were already uncountable. They were breaking through the encirclement and approaching the living people they coveted. All those who dared to block their way were their targets. The ghost citizens crawled into Fumenghui, scurrying in the skeleton holes one by one, forming like black blood flowing out of the seven apertures in the human head*, screaming repeatedly.
When Fan Wu She looked at the determination on Xie Bi An's face that wants to fight to the death, he cannot help but sigh: "Zong Zi Heng, what am I going to do for you ..." For you, perhaps I am willing to do anything.
Fan Wu She
rose with his sword.
Jiang Qu
Lian looked at Fan Wu She with doubt. He doesn't believe Fan Wu She will
abandon Xie Bi An and escape.
Fan Wu She
extended his five fingers, and a gradually stronger spiritual pressure surges
in the palm of his hand. He looked at Xie Bi An from above and called out,
"Big brother."
Xie Bi An
tilted his head to look up.
"My
success is in you, and my failure is in you." Fan Wu She took a deep
breath, "So be it. I accept it." His spiritual pressure exploded,
instantly making people feel oppressed. That pair of extremely beautiful and
charming hanging fox eyes were looking intently at Fumenghui. He lightly opened
his thin lips, and his voice was low and far-reaching, "First ancestor of heaven and earth, a painting opens the sky-----"
The indigo
night sky suddenly surges like a gathering storm. The wind swirled around in the
vast expanse of open ground and did not stop for a long time. The white moon
hanging high was slowly becoming blood red, dyeing through the whole sky, and
the blood-colored darkness descended on the earth.
The entirety of Fumenghui began to shake and tremble. Those jagged and hanging skeleton holes, the sinister and coarse black and red earth, and each swaying red candle lantern, all became blurred in this shaking. The mountain that has stood here for many years actually began to loosen, collapse, and deform, as if being rolled into a round shape and flattened by an invisible giant hand.
Xie Bi An stared blankly at the scene before him. He listened to the shouts of panic in his ears, but he could not utter a word. Other people may not know what happened, but he had seen a similar image a hundred years ago; in Mount Zhangyang, in front of his mother Shen Clan's ancestral tomb. Fan Wu She said "a painting opens the sky" and changed everything in front of him with the Shanhe Sheji Map.
Could it be
that Fumenghui is ...
Fumenghui is
gradually falling apart. The originally strange mountain body, which seems to
be forcibly kneaded, was forcibly broken apart and crushed. The mountain body
is also peeling off layer by layer. The original rocky soil embedded with
countless white bones was falling like rain now.
"Keep."
Fan Wu She clutched with his five fingers, and an ancient scroll flew into his
palm.
When the flying dust was rising in all directions, Fumenghui collapsed, along with the rocky soil, skeletons and appliances, turning into a ground of fine sand and gravel. Countless people in Fumenghui fell to the ground with this puddle of loose sand. They looked blankly and helplessly at the empty surroundings. In this scene right now, they don't know whether they are in a dream or not.
Life is like a dream painted in haste, all are not awake in the world of mortals*.
seven apertures in the human head*[七窍]---eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth (the seven openings/holes on the face
Life is like a dream painted in haste, all are not awake in the world of mortals*[浮生一梦绘仓惶,具是红尘未醒人]-----it's too hard to translate in English xD what it means: A person is very busy in life, the day passes in a hurry, and all of them are still in a dream and have yet to wake up. *something like this 😅
Edited on 25 May 21 (Emzie)
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ReplyDeleteAtp wtf is going on. This shot got more more twists and turns than a
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