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Have you all lost your conscience? Heroes of the martial world have gathered here with sincere hearts.
It was meant to fight evil, but it has unexpectedly become food for you villains!
His voice echoed through the secret passage, filled with boundless anger and resentment, making everyone's eardrums ache.
However, before Wei Changxuan's words had completely faded, a series of bizarre changes followed.
Without warning, black liquid seeped from the ground. The black water was as thick as ink and emitted a nauseating stench.
As the black water continued to spread, countless distorted human faces gradually surfaced. Upon closer inspection, they were the victims who had inexplicably fallen into a coma during the Demon Slaughtering Conference.
Their faces were contorted in agony, their eyes wide open, filled with fear and despair, their mouths agape.
It seemed to want to cry out for help, but an invisible force choked it.
It could only let out weak sobs, as if it were enduring the cruelest torment in the world.
Mu Nanzhi's brows were furrowed, and her eyes revealed vigilance and focus.
She knew the situation was critical and allowed no room for hesitation. With a flick of her wrist,
The silver needle box in her hand automatically popped open, and an invisible internal force surged from her palm, carrying seventy-two golden needles that spun rapidly in the air.
In the blink of an eye, a Bagua formation gleaming with a cold light was formed.
The golden needles gleamed with a cold light in the darkness, like sharp blades protecting everyone.
Her expression was solemn, and her voice was clear, cold, and firm as she spoke:
"Oh no! The Gu worms inside them have awakened! These Gu worms are extremely strange, everyone must be careful and make sure they don't get close!"
Her words were like a warning bell, ringing in everyone's hearts. Everyone tensed up, focusing intently on dealing with the impending crisis.
Just as the situation was becoming increasingly chaotic and a sudden change was taking place, Jing Ni suddenly felt a powerful and dangerous aura coming towards her from the void on her left.
Years of combat experience allowed her to react without hesitation; with a swift turn of her body,
The short blade in his hand flashed out like lightning, its target the very source of the threat.
The short blade collided violently with the suddenly appearing Zen staff, the sound of metal striking metal was deafening, and countless dazzling sparks flew up.
Amidst the flying sparks, a figure draped in a purple-gold kasaya slowly emerged.
Upon closer inspection, everyone gasped in astonishment. This person was none other than Master Xuanku, the head of the Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy!
However, Master Xuanku at this moment was completely different from the image that everyone was familiar with, and he exuded a creepy and eerie aura.
The Buddhist prayer beads he used for meditation were now strung with nine miniature human heads.
Each head had clearly visible facial features, a ferocious expression, and was chanting different scriptures.
The sounds of these scriptures intertwined, forming a strange, chaotic yet oppressive melody.
It was as if a curse from hell was eroding everyone's minds.
"Grandmaster Uncle?" Jingxin's face instantly showed extreme shock when she saw Master Xuanku appear.
His eyes widened in disbelief. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
But the sight before him left him speechless. However,
Immediately afterwards, a terrible change occurred to his body. Black blood suddenly flowed from his seven orifices.
The purple markings beneath the skin writhed wildly, like activated demons, before bursting forth from the body.
It twisted and swirled in the air, eventually condensing into a huge and eerie datura flower.
The datura flower emitted a purple light, and blood flowed from its petals.
It exuded a chilling aura. Jingxin gazed at the datura flower and murmured to herself:
"The time has come, and everything will proceed as planned," he said in a low, hoarse voice.
It was as if a whisper came from the depths of Linglong's soul, sending chills down one's spine.
In an instant, the entire Chai residence seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible giant hand, and began to tremble violently.
Huge cracks appeared in the ground, from which countless bronze arms emerged.
Those arms were covered with mysterious and eerie runes, their muscles bulging and knotted.
It seemed to contain boundless power, struggling fiercely, like a demon from hell trying to break free of its restraints.
Returning to the human world.
Janet was terrified; her heart was pounding, and her hands were trembling slightly with fear.
In the midst of the chaos, she saw her aunt from the Chai family suddenly appear, and instinctively raised her musket and pulled the trigger.
With a loud "bang," the lead bullet shot out like a meteor.
However, it passed straight through the phantom image of Aunt Chai and struck the bronze cauldron beside it heavily.
The cauldron was already boiling with blood, and after being hit by the lead bullet, the blood splashed up even higher.
Just then, to everyone's astonishment, a boy with three eyes on his forehead slowly rose from the churning blood.
The boy's face was cold and stern, his eyes gleaming with an eerie light. He held something in his hand...
It was that ancient book that had been missing for so long and that countless people had been searching for.
At this moment, the pages of the ancient book were covered with dense, writhing characters.
Those words were like living insects, frantically gnawing away at knowledge and truth.
It stirred up a nameless fear in people's hearts.
Chapter 207 Blood Shadow in the Secret Passage! Wei Changxuan's Powerful Strike!
Inside the dimly lit and secluded passage, decay and blood mingled, transforming into a viscous mist that was almost tangible, pressing heavily on every inch of space.
Wei Changxuan stood proudly on the spot, his posture as straight as an ancient pine tree, every inch of his figure seemingly sculpted by time, exuding an unshakable fortitude.
The pervasive blood mist, like surging waves, crashed against his body time and again, causing his clothes to flutter wildly.
It emitted a whistling sound, as if engaging in a silent battle with the eerie atmosphere around it.
His eyes were like cold stars in a chilly night, deep and bright.
The churning blood mist within the bronze cauldron was clearly reflected in his pupils; the blood mist resembled a ferocious demon.
It twisted and turned its body strangely, changing into all sorts of terrifying shapes, as if it might break through the wall at any moment.
At the same time, the mournful wails of wronged spirits raged in his ears, assaulting his mind wave after wave.
The sound was so piercing it seemed to tear at the soul; each note was filled with endless pain and resentment.
Like sharp blades, the vomit disrupted his will.
However, there was no fear in Wei Changxuan's eyes; his composure and determination were etched into them like a brand.
Like a majestic mountain, it stands firm despite the onslaught of storms and torrential rains.
Wei Changxuan's eyes shone brightly, like two beams of tangible light, and he suddenly loosened his grip on the sword hilt.
His movements are fluid and elegant, with an innate sense of power, and every detail exudes a unique charm.
His fingertips gently traced the spine of the sword, a movement that was both delicate and resolute.
In an instant, crimson blood beads seeped from his fingertips, as if given life, winding down along the Big Dipper pattern on the sword.
The sword vibrated and hummed violently, the sound deep and powerful, like an ancient war drum being struck suddenly.
The dull sound echoed in the secret passage, creating a strange resonance with the Golden Needle Bagua Formation that Mu Nanzhi had meticulously arranged.
This resonance acts like an invisible bond, tightly connecting the two and triggering an unimaginable fusion of forces.
"The positions of Kan and Li have reversed, and the Big Dipper governs destiny!"
Wei Changxuan suddenly roared, his voice booming like a bell, the rolling sound waves like a surging tide, shaking the walls of the secret passage.
The sound seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, and the entire Kongjian swayed slightly under its influence.
With this roar, he brandished his longsword, which moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, his movements agile and his sword strikes fierce.
In mid-air, he used his sword as a pen and his blood as ink to rapidly draw mysterious runes.
The blood droplet instantly condensed into seven crimson stars, each radiating a dazzling light.
Like a burning flame, it carries a blazing power. The stars and the golden needle Bagua echo each other.
Their energies interacted and sparkled, colliding to create dazzling sparks.
In an instant, a dazzling star map was projected onto the dome of the secret passage.
The star chart twinkles, mysterious and majestic, the position of each star seemingly containing the secrets of the universe.
It contains the most powerful force in the world, as if proclaiming that the course of this battle will be rewritten.
When Jingni witnessed this scene, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes for a moment, an instinctive fear when facing an unknown and powerful force.
But this panic was fleeting, replaced by resolute determination.
Her wrists trembled rapidly, so fast that they were almost imperceptible to the naked eye, appearing as if they were merely illusory afterimages.
In an instant, the short blade in his hand seemed to be given the ability to create clones, splitting into nine cold beams.
The cold light flashed with chilling killing intent, like a deadly beam shot from the deepest hell.
It pierced with unparalleled precision between the eyebrows of the nine human heads on Xuanku's robe.
This series of actions was executed flawlessly, showcasing her superb skills and decisiveness as a top assassin…
"Ah—!" Xuan Ku let out a scream that was not human, a sound filled with pain and anger, as if it were a roar coming from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell, sending chills down one's spine...
Chapter 208 Battle Against the Strange! Clash!
The purple and gold threads on his robe cracked inch by inch, making a crisp sound, just like taut strings being suddenly snapped, which was particularly jarring in the silent secret passage.
The heads of those who had been chanting sutras suddenly turned towards Wei Changxuan in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized and strangely eerie.
Black scriptures welled up from the empty eye sockets, surging and undulating like a black tide.
It exudes a chilling and eerie aura, as if it were about to devour everything in the world.
However, the moment these black scriptures touched the star map, they seemed to encounter a natural enemy, and a blue flame ignited.
The cyan flames leaped and flickered, like a group of agile sprites, carrying the power to purify everything, instantly devouring those strange scriptures.