Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 707 The Scheme of the Military Wizard!
"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The Great Shaman Changsun was horrified.

The strange situation that occurred to Marquis Changsun seemed to be caused by a target whose strength far exceeded that of Marquis Changsun, resulting in backlash damage.

However, Marquis Changsun's cultivation had already reached the Inner Palace Perfection stage long ago. The reason he couldn't advance further wasn't because he lacked the materials needed for a breakthrough, but because his own talent and aptitude were relatively poor.

To be honest, if Marquis Changsun had not been born into the Changsun family and was a direct descendant of the main family, receiving abundant resources for cultivation from a young age, and even using secret methods to steal the aptitude and opportunities of others and forcibly change his fate, he probably wouldn't have even been able to cultivate to the perfection of the inner palace.

However, just a few days ago, Marquis Changsun received a great favor from the king and obtained an unparalleled opportunity, which allowed his cultivation, which had been stuck for a long time, to break through!

The current Marquis Changsun is at the fourth-grade Celestial Realm cultivation level.

In Weiwuli, everyone from the Grand Priest to the Seal Keeper and the Inspector was taken down and brought under control.

Among the twelve hunting expeditions, several individuals with higher cultivation levels were also captured.

Who else could possibly possess cultivation levels far exceeding those of Marquis Changsun, inflicting such terrifying backlash damage upon him?!
Those few hidden patrolmen? How could they possibly have such strength? But if they weren't patrolmen, then who could they be? Ordinary guardian witches? Even more impossible!
Amidst the panic and speculation, the Great Shaman Changsun was about to step in to help.

This is a chance to prove yourself!
What other merit could there be that surpasses "saving the emperor"?
However, as soon as he activated his witch power, the Great Witch Changsun keenly noticed a problem—the backlash appearing on Marquis Changsun seemed somewhat unusual.

Normally, even the most powerful backlash from magic shouldn't cause the sorcery's power to become chaotic and uncontrollable, much less cause the Marquis Changsun's physical body to undergo bizarre changes—although the black robe concealed it, the Great Shaman Changsun could still clearly see from the Marquis Changsun's exposed skin that his body was rapidly turning black and rotting.

As someone skilled in torture and frequently dealing with corpses, the Great Witch Changsun recognized at a glance that the blackening and decay on Marquis Changsun's body were clearly signs of the body beginning to decompose and deteriorate after death!

Marquis Changsun was clearly not dead, so how did his body begin to turn into a corpse and rot?
Who could possibly cast such a curse on a Celestial Realm wizard?!
unless……

"This is madness contamination?!"

The moment this thought crossed his mind, it startled the Great Witch Changsun.

The more one looks at the terrifying and bizarre things about Marquis Changsun, the more it seems as if he has been corrupted by a mad god.

Greatly alarmed, how could the Great Shaman Changsun dare to assist Marquis Changsun? He hastily withdrew his shamanic power and even had the urge to flee.

Marquis Changsun did not notice his clansmen's hesitation, and even if he had, he would have been powerless to do anything about it at that moment.

To deal with the Great Witch Changsun, you must first survive.

To outsiders, Marquis Changsun's sorcery was in disarray, and his body was beginning to mutate and decay. But Marquis Changsun himself felt that his condition was far more miserable and painful than what others saw!
His head was spinning; he couldn't understand how things had suddenly taken such a turn for the worse.

Everything was going smoothly; he encountered no obstacles whatsoever and easily found the power to control the flesh puppet within its body.

Although the power was somewhat strange and different from common witchcraft, it did not arouse the suspicion or vigilance of Marquis Changsun.

Among the sorcerers of Wei, there are many talented individuals, and it is not surprising that some of them possess extraordinary sorcery abilities.

Moreover, although this power was strange, it was not strong in the eyes of Marquis Changsun.

Marquis Changsun was very confident that he could use the method of tracing the source to locate the other party. He even thought that he should take the opportunity to severely injure the other party so that it would be easier to capture him.

If it weren't for the need to leave survivors, it wouldn't be difficult to kill the other party with a single curse.

Initially, things progressed very smoothly, just as Marquis Changsun had predicted.

He easily found the source of that power.

Then, Marquis Changsun was dumbfounded.

This power did not originate from the human world.

Through tracing the origins of witchcraft, Marquis Changsun saw a strange Peach Mountain—built from countless living corpses, standing at the boundary between life and death.

On one side of Mount Peach is the vibrant human world. On the other side, however, lies a deathly, ghostly underworld.

At the top of Peach Mountain, beneath that towering peach tree, a person was lying down.

Marquis Changsun tried hard to make out the person's figure and appearance, but he still couldn't see clearly.

Marquis Changsun initially thought he was seeing a hidden and dangerous place, and he couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

If the Changsun family could seize such an unregistered, dangerous place, it would undoubtedly be a great boon to them!
But soon, Marquis Changsun realized that something was wrong.

The person lying under the giant peach tree felt an intense sting in his eyes, as if they were about to explode, after just a glance through the Origin Tracing Spell.

Although Marquis Changsun was not particularly talented, he was still the head of a powerful clan and had cultivated all the way to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, so his eyesight and cognition were not bad.

He immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap!
The power hidden inside the flesh puppet is nothing but a trap!
What he traced back to was not the shaman who controlled the puppets, but a mad god!
Given the experience of Marquis Changsun, he should be able to discern divine power at a glance.

The divine power hidden in the paper figure was refined by the five internal organs of the pokeweed, and unlike ordinary divine power, it had lost its chaotic and treacherous aura.

At the same time, this divine power also exuded a cold and deathly aura, quite similar to witchcraft, thus deceiving Marquis Changsun.

Of course, Marquis Changsun never expected that someone could hide divine power inside the paper puppet as bait.

Such methods are unheard of.

Therefore, by the time Marquis Changsun realized something was wrong, it was already too late!
Terrified, Marquis Changsun wanted to stop the source-tracing witchcraft, but found that he could no longer make the decision.

The unknown deity beneath the giant peach tree had already opened its eyes and was staring at him.

His actions were considered offensive by the deity.

In an instant, a powerful, boundless, and inexhaustible force surged toward him and engulfed him.

"Giggle..."

A strange sound came from the throat of the Marquis of Changsun.

His entire body was rapidly decaying and rotting.

Strangely, fresh flesh and blood continued to grow from the ruptured wound.

However, this fresh flesh and blood did not fill the wound; instead, it fell off along with the dirty blood and pus immediately after birth.

Ironically, this flesh and blood were formed from the magic power and vitality of Marquis Changsun.

This caused his power to drain away rapidly, and he instantly fell into weakness.

The throat of the Marquis of Changsun was also filled with newly formed flesh and blood, as well as foul pus.

He tried to speak, but could only manage some strange, meaningless noises. With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze out a broken sentence: "Help...help me..."

Given the current state of Marquis Changsun, everyone around him is avoiding him like the plague; who would dare to save him?
The next moment, a powerful force filled with the aura of death descended upon Marquis Changsun.

Although he possessed the cultivation level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, it was achieved through the forced cultivation of the bizarre divine flesh. His bodily functions had already undergone strange changes, but they were suppressed by drugs.

After this power descended, a series of toxic side effects from devouring the strange divine flesh were instantly triggered.

"what--"

Amidst the piercing screams, Marquis Changsun's body swelled rapidly, like an inflated ball.

It swelled to its maximum size in an instant, and then exploded with a "bang".

Countless pieces of flesh and blood splattered, like a torrential downpour, sweeping in all directions.

Everyone present was affected—except for the two guards in the prison cart.

The prison cart was engraved with many magical symbols, originally intended to prevent prisoner break-ins. Unexpectedly, they came in handy at this moment, blocking the splattering blood and flesh.

Although the Great Witch Changsun and others immediately mobilized their witchcraft and magic to block the flesh and blood, they were still able to do so.

But they were soon horrified to discover that this flesh and blood contained contamination!

This pollution not only disrupted the witchcraft and magic they released, but also invaded their bodies, aiming to completely corrupt them.

The horrified crowd hurriedly urged each other to perform rituals to resist and expel the pollution.

However, at that very moment, they saw in horror that the splattered flesh and blood did not fall to the ground, but instead tumbled and transformed in mid-air, becoming a blood-red face. This blood-red face was half ferocious, like a demon, and half benevolent, like a deity.

The moment the bizarre blood-red face appeared, everyone in the Weiwu Yamen who saw it had their eyes widen in horror, foul-smelling pus and blood gushing from their eyes, and their witch power became completely out of control, turning into chaos and madness in an instant.

A billowing stench of decay emanated from the blood-red face, engulfing Changsun Dawu and the others, causing large patches of lividity to immediately appear on their bodies, which rapidly rotted and festered.

Several people with lower cultivation levels were instantly reduced to a pool of rotten flesh and blood.

"what--"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the Weiwu Yamen (a government office for the protection of witches).

Inside the yamen, there were still many people who were unaware of what had happened in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the screams, I rushed out to investigate.

As soon as these people rushed out of the government office, they all met with unexpected events: some died suddenly and turned into rotten flesh and blood, while others were transformed into monsters.

Only a small number of those with high cultivation and strong will were able to barely hold on, but their bodies began to decompose and rot.

This scene terrified the others who hadn't yet rushed out of the government office, making them tremble and dare not take another step.

How could they not understand? Something terrible must have happened outside! But inside the government offices and public halls, thanks to the witchcraft arrays and restrictions, they could barely hold on for a while.

Although they dared not leave their houses, these people did not sit idly by and wait for their deaths. They all took out their shamanic tablets, hoping to call for reinforcements.

But they soon discovered that the shamanic message couldn't get out at all—a powerful and strange force outside was interfering with it.

"When-when-when-"

The urgent tolling of the bell suddenly rang out in the Weiwu Yamen.

The sound was ancient and desolate, much like the tolling of a bell during a sacrificial ceremony.

Beams of sorcery, accompanied by the sound of bells, burst forth from all corners of the Weiwu Yamen and surged toward the eerie blood-faced figure.

Since its establishment, the Guardian Witchcraft Office has been equipped with many powerful restrictions and witchcraft formations.

After all, in King Ba's plan, this place was to be used to imprison and torture those powerful families who threatened the royal power.

If the restrictions are not strong and the witch formation is not powerful, how can they imprison powerful cultivators from aristocratic families?
Among the many restrictions and magic arrays, there are naturally those used to resist and send away the gods.

The Nuo shamanic lineage represents the grand path of shamanism. Many members of prominent families delve into this art, and a considerable number are capable of invoking divine power to descend to the mortal realm.

We can't afford to be without any coping mechanisms!

At this moment, the various strange phenomena rising up inside the Weiwu Yamen are methods specifically used to appease and send away the gods!
The beams of shamanic light flew to Blood Face, but instead of attacking him, they transformed into blood offerings, Nuo songs, and illusions of Nuo shamans, surrounding Blood Face and unfolding a ritual to send off the gods.

At the same time, several beams of magical light rose up within Wushan City, instantly reaching the Weiwu Yamen and transforming into a colorful array of magical runes and incantations.

The Nuo songs and dances, along with the shamanic incantations and the exploding "blood sacrifices" on the scene, finally calmed the mad god who had descended upon the Weiwu Yamen, so that he was no longer angry and was sent away.

At that moment, the mansion of the Marquis of Changsun, his shattered flesh and blood, spontaneously combusted.

In an instant, it was burned to ashes.

But it wasn't over yet. The incantations transformed into an impenetrable shroud of light, sealing away all the ashes and preventing any remaining divine corruption from contaminating them.

Although the unknown deity that descended upon the Weiwu Yamen was sent away, all of Ba Wang's henchmen, including the Great Witch Changsun, suffered severe injuries.

Many of them turned into rotten flesh and blood, their souls burning as offerings before the unknown deity departed.

Even those who survived by sheer luck were blinded, showed signs of strange changes on their bodies, and their cultivation was thrown into chaos.

Those who stayed in government offices and public halls, relying on prohibitions and the protection of shamans, barely managed to escape the calamity—but they were also corrupted, only temporarily.

After the deity was sent away, these people dared not leave the government office or public residence.

Until someone appeared at the Weiwu Yamen, stepping on the light of the witch's robes.

The person who arrived was wearing a suit of witch armor covered with strange incantations.

He was the Commandant of the Guards, one of the Nine Ministers, in charge of guarding the palace and defending Wushan.

Just as the Commandant of the Guards arrived, several more figures appeared at the Guards' Office.

Glancing at the chaotic scene inside the Weiwu Yamen, the Weiwei frowned and coldly ordered the court official who had accompanied him, "Take these people away and give them proper medical treatment!"

The pronunciation of the word "heal" is particularly heavy, as if it is hinting at something.

Several officials silently clasped their hands in acceptance of the order, but instead of immediately approaching the Great Shaman Changsun and the others, they first unleashed several shamanic talismans.

These talismans, like serpents, flew towards the Great Witch Changsun and the others, tightly binding them. They not only sealed their chaotic witch energy but also suppressed them, rendering them unable to move.

Even at this point, the officials still did not approach Changsun Dawu and the others, but instead took out bells made of white bones.

The bone bells made a crackling sound as they rang out, sending chills down one's spine.

Under the control of the bone bells, the bodies of Changsun Dawu and the others immediately followed these officials out of the Weiwu Yamen.

As for where to go for "treatment," no one knows.

Although the Great Witch Changsun and the others were in great pain, after being bound by the witch's talisman, their minds were temporarily freed from madness and chaos, and they regained some clarity.

They seemed to realize what their fate would be, and their faces all showed fear.

However, their witchcraft was sealed and their bodies were controlled, so they couldn't escape even if they wanted to, and they couldn't even cry for help or beg for mercy. They could only follow the official away step by step.

So many people died in the Weiwu Yamen, but Shang Lu's paper figures were still relatively intact.

However, after the divine power dissipated, the flesh and blood wrapped around the paper figure crumbled and fell off, revealing its true form.

The Imperial Guard Commandant, along with several other high-ranking officials and nobles, all turned their gazes toward the paper figure.

Although they did not witness what happened here firsthand, upon arriving, they quickly discerned the situation and identified their target from the chaotic scene and atmosphere.

The guards had intended to investigate the paper figure, but it instantly turned to ashes. Their expressions darkened, and they scoffed.

"What kind of method could be used to hide a trap that would summon the gods inside a paper figure?"

"Excellent tactic! Excellent calculation! Excellent scheme!"

"Da Zhu has really cultivated a lot of talented people!"

Immediately, they turned to the people who had finally emerged from the yamen and government offices and sternly ordered, "Investigate! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find this person!"

Everyone hurriedly clasped their hands in acceptance of the order.

The guards and others then turned their gaze to the two guards in the prison cart.

Perhaps because their cultivation was sealed, the two guardian shamans' spiritual senses dropped to the lowest point. Regarding what had just happened, they only saw that Marquis Changsun suddenly died and exploded, and that the Great Shaman Changsun and others all had their eyes bulging and bleeding, and were caught in a bizarre transformation... They neither saw nor noticed the descent of the deity.

Therefore, the impact was actually very low.

They snapped out of their shock and burst into laughter: "Serves you right! This is karma!"

The faces of several high-ranking officials and dignitaries were extremely gloomy.

The Imperial Guard waved his hand, silencing the two shamans and signaling the people in the shaman's office to take them to the shaman's prison and "serve" them well.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the Weiwu Yamen (a government office for the protection of witches) remained chaotic.

No one noticed that an inconspicuous dark figure, hidden among the two guards, was being taken to the witch's prison along with them...

(End of this chapter)