Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 565 Inside the Giant Corpse?

This man-made ominous place is so eerie it's suffocating.

The sky above... no, it can't even be called the sky.

It looked more like a bloody, mangled sky.

Rotten sores covered it, and in many places the flesh and blood had been completely lost, revealing the pitch-black void behind it that was spreading as if it wanted to devour everything.

What's even more chilling is that countless enormous, maggot-like black shadows wriggle and gnaw at the bloody canopy, accelerating its collapse.

Much rotten flesh fell like dirty rain, sizzling as it hit the ground and sending up thick, foul-smelling smoke.

Shang Lu's gaze was drawn to the ground by the falling rain of blood and flesh.

The ground itself has a strange feel to it.

Stepping on the soft, sinking material felt more like necrotic internal organs and rotting flesh than soil!
On the "rotten flesh" ground, there was a layer of purple "carpet" that looked like some kind of bacteria with hair, emitting a pungent, sour smell.

Shang Lu clearly sensed that these "fungal carpets" wanted to corrupt his essence, erode the human skin he was wearing, and devour the witch armor he was wearing!
At this moment, not only Shang Lu, but all the guardian shamans sensed the strangeness and danger.

Some people instinctively activated their magical power to resist the corrosive effects of the "fungal carpet"—

As soon as the magic power was activated, a strange change occurred.

What was hidden under the "fungal carpet" was instantly disturbed.

A swarm of blood-red corpse lice, carrying a strong, sour, putrid stench, emerged from beneath the "fungal carpet."

Though small in stature, it possessed a fierce temperament. Like a cloud of blood, it lunged at the guardian shaman who had unleashed his magical power.

The shaman reacted extremely quickly, his shamanic power surging forth as a strong wind howled outwards, attempting to blow away the blood cloud of corpse lice.

This place is, after all, an ominous place. Even though it is mostly damaged, it still retains a lot of mystery and danger.

The shaman dared not kill them easily, fearing that killing the corpse lice would bring even greater danger; he only wanted to drive them away.

He had been careful and cautious enough.

Unexpectedly, the Corpse Lice Blood Cloud, despite its menacing and dangerous appearance, was actually incredibly fragile.

As soon as the witch's wind blew onto the blood cloud of corpse lice, a series of "crackling" explosions erupted.

"Oh no!" Wei Wu realized something was wrong.

Looking towards the distant Grand Master and the several patrolling hunters who were warily observing their surroundings, they sensed something was wrong upon hearing the noise and wanted to offer assistance, but it was too late.

The instant the corpse lice burst open, a frenzied, shattered consciousness, accompanied by an endless hunger, violently surged into the mind of this guardian shaman!

"Bang bang bang..."

The remnant spirit treasure protecting the sorcerer's body shattered instantly!
His eyes were bloodshot and bulging. His consciousness was crushed and annihilated in that moment, leaving nothing behind. He completely fell into madness!

The crazed Wei Wu's body swelled and twisted in the blink of an eye.

Amidst a series of chilling "plop plop" sounds, it was forcibly transformed into a giant humanoid corpse louse!

The head still retains a human shape, but the body has become a hideous insect!

When he opened his mouth, his entire head split into several petals like a blooming rotten chrysanthemum, lunging at his companions to devour the blood and relieve the hunger that was driving him mad.

However, before he could bite anyone, an even more horrifying change occurred—his body suddenly withered, as if his flesh and blood had been instantly drained away by an invisible force.

In the blink of an eye, this cunning sorcerer became a thin layer of human skin.

As soon as the human skin hit the ground, the purple "fungus carpet" immediately spread over it, greedily decomposing and devouring it... In an instant, the human skin melted away, leaving only a shaman's plaque.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; even the Grand Priest couldn't save this treacherous sorcerer.

Everyone was shocked.

Repelling insects can cause pollution and strange changes; if you don't, they will eat you...

These seemingly fragile corpse lice have become the first deadly trap in this man-made treacherous place!
Fortunately, Da Zhu remained calm.

He shouted sternly, "Conceal your aura and remember that you are now corpses, not living people."

This shout immediately calmed everyone down, making them regain their composure, suppress their breathing, and pretend to be dead.

"Rabbit, prepare the medicine!" the Grand Master instructed again.

The Rabbit on its Hunting Journey instantly understood—though the corpse lice were strange and bizarre, they were still corpse worms in essence.

Since killing them is risky, let's use drugs to drive them away!

"Order!"

As the Rabbit on its hunt responded, its fingers flew across the screen, and a gleaming pestle and a fragrant medicine cup appeared out of thin air in front of it.

As the Rabbit patrols, its left hand continuously forms hand seals, and amidst the flowing, mysterious incantations, it places one medicinal herb after another into the medicine bowl. The pestle grinds the herbs swiftly on its own, requiring no manual control!
The other skilled shamans also realized the situation and stood still, taking out their respective medicine cauldrons and alchemy furnaces to refine medicine as quickly as possible.

They were afraid that if they were too slow, more corpse lice and poisonous insects would crawl out.

Fortunately, there were no Chu witches nearby.

Otherwise, if we take this opportunity to launch an attack, we will surely inflict heavy losses on everyone.

In just a few dozen breaths, the medicine was ready!

The rabbit, on patrol, tossed its medicine cup, scattering pungent powder everywhere.

The rat, which had been waiting patiently, suddenly blew out a breath, allowing the powder to drift evenly in all directions, covering a larger area.

"Crash, la, la-!"

A chilling sound erupted from beneath the fungal carpet from all directions!
Pheasants, like clouds of blood, burst from the blanket and fled in panic, like the receding tide!

"The deworming medicine is effective!"

Lü Yang was overjoyed, but then frowned, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "What kind of hellish place is this? A sky of blood and flesh, a ground of rotting flesh... and corpse lice and corpse fungus..."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Damn it! Could we be inside the rotting flesh of a giant corpse?"

The pokeweed didn't respond.

His gaze swept heavily over this rotting hell.

Just as Lü Yang said, this place looked like the inside of a rotting giant corpse.

But whose body is this?
A deity?
How did we end up like this?
Not only Shang Lu and Lü Yang, but everyone else's faces showed similar contemplation and surprise.

With a wave of his hand, the Guardian Witch's Nameplate, which had fallen onto the rotting flesh, immediately flew into his palm.

The nameplate was sticky with a chaotic and polluted aura, wriggling like a living thing, trying to crawl into Da Zhu's palm.

But for Da Zhu, this was nothing more than a speck of dust on his fingertip, posing no harm whatsoever.

"Yinghuo transforms into fire!"

Da Zhu shouted, and a burst of starlight suddenly erupted from his palm, then burst into flames!

Sparks enveloped the nameplate, and the chaos and filth instantly turned to ashes.

With a sigh, Da Zhu put away the nameplate, his voice deep and resolute: "Ugly Ox!"

The Ox, on its hunting expedition, had already taken out its bone compass.

In this rotten and perilous place, chaotic filth swirled like a thick fog, yet strangely, the bone compass remained unaffected. Its needle, formed from congealed blood, stood firm as a rock, pointing directly west. "Over there!"

The Ox, on its hunting expedition, raised its hand and pointed.

"Go!" the Grand Priest commanded decisively, his gaze sweeping over the Rabbit Hunting and the Alchemy Guardian: "Spread the medicine and clear the way!"

"Yes, sir!" The Rabbit Hunting Team and the others answered in unison, following closely behind the Ox Hunting Team, constantly refining and throwing medicine.

As the rat patrolled, its cheeks bulged, constantly blowing out a whirlwind that swept up medicinal powder and carried it forward, scaring away all the corpse lice hiding beneath the rotting flesh.

The group hurried westward along the safe path paved with medicinal powder.

No one dared to fly in their magical artifacts—beneath the dark dome, the lurking, ferocious aura felt like thorns in their backs, as if warning them: going into the sky would only be more dangerous!
Perhaps because most of the dangerous land had collapsed, the group did not encounter any of the rule traps commonly found in such places along the way.

Aside from the corpse lice hiding under the rotting flesh, they encountered no other strange creatures.

But danger still exists!
Everyone clearly felt that their vitality was being eroded and sucked away.

This rotten, collapsing, and deadly land is preying on them!

This was only after they had wrapped themselves in human skin and used the high priest's shamanistic rituals to conceal their life force, thus disguising themselves as corpses.

Without this disguise, they would probably have their flesh and blood drained and their life force plundered the moment they stepped into this rotten, collapsing, and dangerous place—just like the comrade-in-arms who sacrificed himself before.

There was nothing anyone could do about the encroachment and plundering of this dangerous place.

Even the Grand Master couldn't stop it.

This is the hunger consciousness of this "world," which cannot be stopped or eradicated. The only solution is to find a way to destroy this world as soon as possible!
While rushing forward, something suddenly happened deep within the blood mist ahead.

Da Zhu stretched out his arm, and everyone instantly lowered themselves, concealing their presence.

On the way, the Great Sage summoned a magical artifact, which enveloped everyone with a blood-red light.

From a distance, all one can see is a mass of writhing, rotting flesh or maggots—a scene that blends seamlessly with the overall atmosphere of this necrotic and wretched place.

Da Zhu's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, locking onto the blurry figure in the blood mist ahead.

The patrolling officers also possessed exceptional eyesight, piercing through the darkness and instantly discerning the situation ahead:
"It's Chu Wu!"

"I saw Jing Chunshen, the Crimson Moon Witch Lord!"

"General Xiong Ya of the Chu army is also here! And so is their chief priest accompanying the army..."

At this moment, with the help of his spiritual insight and liver spirit, Shang Lu's gaze pierced through the dark blood mist ahead and he saw the situation clearly.

Amidst the bloodstains ahead, there was a group of people.

There weren't many, only twenty or thirty, and they were indeed dressed in the style of Chu Wu.

These people were divided into two groups, one group consisting of seven or eight people, who gathered around a twisted, pulsating tumor.

The tumor was about the size of two people, shaped like a rotting heart, severely decayed, and constantly oozing pus and blood.

Among the people surrounding the tumor, Shang Lu saw Jing Chunshen, the Crimson Moon Witch Lord. He and six or seven others were frantically cutting away the rotten flesh from the tumor with bronze knives engraved with secret incantations and witchcraft patterns, stuffing it into a bronze vessel resembling the gaping maw of a gluttonous beast.

Even more horrifying was that they were all, as if possessed, stuffing the foul-smelling pus, blood, and rotting flesh into their mouths, chewing them with gusto, their expressions one of pure bliss, as if they were eating some kind of delicacy!
During this process, the bodies of Jing Chunshen and the others, whether due to contamination by the foul air of the place or because they ate pus, blood, and rotten flesh, all underwent bizarre changes—their skin cracked, pustules swelled, and large areas of flesh rotted away... It was a horrifying sight.

However, the Crimson Moon Witch Lord Jing Chunshen and others seemed to feel no discomfort at all, and were extremely excited, completely ignoring the rotting sores on their bodies.

Without a doubt, that ugly, bizarre, rotting tumor was the hope that King Chu and Jing Chunshen and others had for them to grow into gods!
This was also their purpose in sacrificing countless living beings and cultivators to bring this rotten and ominous land down to earth!
The twenty-odd people on the periphery were all significantly lower in cultivation and status than the Crimson Moon Witch Lord Jing Chunshen and his group.

They were not allowed to approach the tumor, but instead gathered in the distance around a strange, pulsating, stomach-like cavity, where a ghostly banner fluttered.

Countless vengeful spirits were forcibly driven out, howling and struggling, and were thrown into the flesh cavity.

The vengeful spirits were clearly unwilling to enter the strange fleshy cavity, struggling desperately and screaming wildly, but to no avail.

They could not resist the shaman's commands, nor could they resist the sucking action of the strange fleshy cavity.

Pokeweed also discovered that inside the strange fleshy cavity, there were sharp, vascular tentacles.

People were pierced on these vascular tentacles—some were pierced through the anus and exited through the mouth, while others were pierced in the opposite way.

Everyone who gets pricked by the vascular tentacles is aging and withering away at a visible rate...

All these circumstances led Shang Lu to immediately conclude that the group of shamans were performing a sacrifice.

Living souls! Human sacrifices! All of this is to maintain the vitality of this decaying and perilous land and delay its collapse.

"It seems that Jing Chunshen and his group have no way to repair this rotten and ominous place. They can only use living souls and people as sacrifices to slow down the collapse so that they can seize the last opportunity to get more divine corpses and monster flesh."

Da Zhu's words confirmed Shang Lu's judgment.

Before anyone could ask what to do, Da Zhu explained the plan:

"This rotten and ominous land is now maintained entirely by the sacrifice of living souls and people... As long as that fleshy altar is destroyed and this sacrifice is disrupted, this world will surely collapse!"

"I will make my move immediately and head straight for the flesh altar! If I can destroy it, that would be best. If not, I will do my best to clear away obstacles and then engage Jing Chunshen and the others to buy you time..."

As the Grand Master finished speaking, his gaze swept over the several patrolling hunters.

"At that time, you should spare no effort during your patrol to eliminate the Chu shaman who presides over the sacrifice as quickly as possible! Destroy any remaining defensive measures that may exist before the flesh altar is destroyed."

The rats and rabbits, among others, crossed their hands to receive the order during their patrol.

Da Zhu's gaze then swept over Shang Lu, Xu Zhen, and the other guards.

"And you, you have only one mission—"

Da Zhu raised his hand and swiftly drew a white tiger star map that exuded a murderous aura in mid-air!

"go."

Da Zhu pressed down hard with his palm, and the White Tiger Star Chart silently collapsed, turning into a colorful cloud of stardust that flew into the hands of Shang Lu, Lü Yang, and the others.

"Bombard these stardust fragments into the flesh cavity altar! They will draw upon the power of the stars to destroy the flesh cavity altar and annihilate this eerie realm!"

Pokeweed gripped the stardust tightly.

The powerful energy emanating from it invigorated him.

He and the other guards bowed and accepted the order.

Without another word, the High Priest led the crowd straight to the flesh altar.

At this moment, everyone disregarded the risk of being exposed and went at top speed.

This indeed alerted the Chu shaman who was presiding over the sacrifice around the flesh altar.

Warning issued immediately —

But Da Zhu is even faster!

They didn't give them a chance to warn them and struck first!

A single, dazzling starlight burst forth from his fingertips!

In an instant, it tore through the bloody mist, transforming into a roaring galaxy, carrying the stellar might to crush everything, and crashed into the pulsating fleshy altar!

(The Chinese national football team is playing tonight... Anyone watching?)

(End of this chapter)