Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 38: The Demon Wrapped in Horsehide

Yang Qisheng verified the explanation of Mingyi Zhenren with the statements of Wang Huyue and others, and he already understood in his heart: Xue Yan entered the general's tomb, in all likelihood, for the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword.

He recalled that Xue Yan had mentioned earlier in Longgao Mountain that he would come here to do some work after delivering the letter. He didn't know if it was this incident, or perhaps it was because his dantian suddenly moved during the journey, and he felt a sense of intuition, and was drawn here by the magic knife.

The sword energy that Xue Yan sent out to ask for help was a mixture of black and red sword energy. The sharp sword energy that Yang Qisheng responded with merged with it, and the three mixed together and flew back to where Xue Yan was.

Yang Qisheng followed his sharp sword energy and tracked him here.

The Taiyi Palace's secret method of mutual assistance is extremely mysterious. Although the sensation has been almost cut off after arriving here, Yang Qisheng can still catch a faint connection by concentrating with all his strength - Xue Yan is not far away!

Yang Qisheng decided to go deeper, and Wang Huyue was the first to express his support: "Both our master and I were saved by Fellow Daoist Yang. If Fellow Daoist Yang had not come, we would have turned into wandering souls at the bottom of the pot! Fellow Daoist wants to go deep into the ancient tomb to look for Fellow Daoist Xue. Although I am not talented, I am willing to lend a helping hand!" He spoke sincerely and with an extremely firm tone.

Lu Shuangjie was already mentally debunking the idea of ​​retreating, but now he was secretly calculating: This disciple of the 'Xuan Men Zheng Zong' may look young, but he possesses incredible magical powers and unfathomable methods. With him leading the way, any danger will naturally fall to him. I just need to act according to circumstances. Perhaps I can find an opportunity to fish in troubled waters and seize the Blood-Transforming Demonic Blade!
Thinking of this, he clasped his hands together with a look of righteousness on his face and said, "I am also willing to follow Fellow Daoist Yang!"

His statement actually sparked a rivalry with Wang Huyue, and the two of them argued back and forth, vying to please Yang Qisheng.

Seeing that the three were willing to help, Yang Qisheng felt relieved. After all, they were all at the Demon Refining Stage, and they could be of great help at critical moments, and could also buy him more time to respond when encountering danger.

Yang Qisheng cast the "Lingbao Huafeng Talisman" around him, exploring the surroundings with the Wu Earth Essence. He soon sensed a cave behind a stone wall.

Ten Qingyang sword energies shot out again, and the stone wall about a foot thick opened easily. As the broken stones rolled to the ground, a deep passage behind was revealed.

The passage at the back was very long, with two right-angle turns in the middle, and soon it reached the end in front.

Yang Qisheng released sword energy and broke through the stone wall.

“Boom—” As soon as the stone wall was broken, a thick evil spirit like a blood mist gushed out!

Yang Qisheng was always on guard. He raised his hand and a ray of spiritual light emanated, "This blood has become evil!"

The spiritual light acted like a barrier, keeping the surging blood mist out.

The cavern was pitch black, but Yang Qisheng could still clearly see blood everywhere. Dozens of stone beams crisscrossed it, and hung human carcasses, each stripped of its limbs, cleanly washed and shorn of all hair. Their chests were opened, their internal organs removed. Iron hooks pierced through their gaping mouths, hooking onto their upper jaws. They were neatly arranged like animals in a slaughterhouse.

"hiss--"

A tall figure stood in the darkness, with a human body and a horse's head, but it looked more like a centaur standing up, over ten feet tall, with a thick skeleton, horse legs and hooves in the lower limbs, human arms in the upper limbs, and a huge horse head on the neck.

The monster stared at the four people in the passage with a pair of copper bell-like eyes, which glowed faintly in the darkness. Its upper lips were strangely raised, revealing its white teeth, forming a very strange smile.

"Qiang!"

The machete in his left hand scraped sparks on the stone ground, and he gently shook the iron hook in his right hand. His hoarse voice echoed in the cave:

"You..." The monster stared at Yang Qisheng, "Your meat is delicious, and your blood is fragrant."

The iron hook suddenly pointed at Wang Huyue and his apprentice: "You have the aura of a tiger!"

When he finally turned to Lu Shuangjie, his rough, rounded nose blew out a stream of disgust: "You! Sour and smelly! Sweat! Alcohol! The stench of gambling!"

At this time, Yang Qisheng had already found Xue Yan!

There were three large jars with narrow mouths placed against the wall in the cave. There was a person locked in each jar. The mouth of the jar was sealed with a lid, tightly covering the neck, leaving only the head exposed.

All three heads were drooping, and two of them were already dead.

Xue Yan was in the middle jar. His Qi and blood had been condensed by his practice of the authentic Xuanmen mental method, and his consciousness was still there, though he was drowsy. Illuminated by the aura of relief, his mind became slightly clearer. He heard someone talking and turned his head with great effort. Seeing Yang Qisheng, he was surprised and delighted. His blood and energy had been greatly depleted, so he forced himself to stay awake and shouted hoarsely, "Junior Brother Yang, kill this monster and rescue me!"

The horse demon grinned fiercely and raised the machete in his left hand.

He was the warhorse ridden by the tomb owner. After his death, he was forcibly sealed in this ear chamber and buried with his master.

This horse had a very fierce temper when it was alive. It ate human flesh on the battlefield. Now it died in this corpse-raising ground with a strong resentment. Over the years, it became a kind of demon corpse.

The earthquake that year caused changes in the earth's atmosphere to wake him up. At that time, his body was stiff and he couldn't move, so he let his spirit escape.

Before his death, the tomb's owner anticipated a resurrection five hundred years from now, expending immense resources to construct a mausoleum here, meticulously crafting it. However, the outer chamber collapsed, and villagers divided up the treasures within, triggering a curse within the tomb. Initially weak, the horse demon's spirit used the curse to infiltrate the villagers' homes, draining their vital energy.

He absorbed the vital energy of many people, and soon his spirit solidified and his strength increased greatly.

There used to be a centuries-old willow tree outside Wanliu Village. It was spiritual and the villagers worshiped it as a tree god.

When the horse demon entered the village to commit crimes, the willow demon tried to stop him, but he also sucked away all his spiritual energy and turned him into a dead tree!
Just when the horse demon was about to go on a killing spree and kill all the villagers, the villagers asked a witch, who had a snake fairy at home, to fly over and dissuade him. But the horse demon was not willing to take a rat snake seriously and wanted to have a big fight with the snake fairy.

The snake fairy talked about the Great Ceremony of Universal Ceremony.

How could the horse demon believe it? But when he tried the method the snake fairy said, he indeed felt the faint breath of heavenly thunder. Then he bargained and asked for the sacrifices of five people and six animals. He temporarily retreated to the tomb and would no longer go out to cause harm.

The deadline for the Universal Ceremony was about to pass, and he was waiting anxiously.

These days, a large number of monks suddenly flocked into the tomb, all of them clamoring to find the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

He didn't care about anything and killed all the ones he could. He threw the old guys in the Demon Refining Stage into the stone coffin in the left ear chamber to be refined into corpse demons. He sucked out the spiritual energy and blood of the rest to enhance their magic power. The old guys in the Foundation Establishment Stage were sent into the sea lamp to be refined into corpse oil; those with strong muscles and bones, tender and delicious were removed from their four legs and hung up to be smoked and preserved for cloudy days.

He has absorbed the spiritual energy and blood of twenty-three practitioners, five of whom are masters in the evil refining stage. The five kinds of evil spirits were absorbed into his abdomen and combined with the evil spirits accumulated in his own body for five hundred years, forming an extremely powerful corpse evil!
The knife and hook in his hands were both trophies. The knife was a Thousand-Man Killer, and it was enchanted with the ferocious blood evil of killing people and slaying ghosts. As soon as it left his hand, a thick dark red evil spirit surged out and shot towards Yang Qisheng's neck at an extremely fast speed!
Seeing the dangerous attack from the knife, Yang Qisheng hurriedly released ten Xuanming sword energies, which combined into a black light surrounded by water vapor, and flew towards it to wrap around the machete.

The evil spirit attached to the knife was too strong. If it continued to move forward, it would pierce through Xuanming's sword energy!

Yang Qisheng flew backwards, trying to distance himself as quickly as possible. There was a whistling sound beside him, and Wang Huyue's flying sword shot out diagonally to help block the attack.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the sparks from the collision of the two swords and the water vapor formed by Xuanming's sword energy splashed and burst together, brilliant like fireworks.

Wang Huyue felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest. Feeling the force coming from the sword technique, he cried out, "Fellow Daoist Yang, we can't defeat him. Retreat quickly..."

But Yang Qisheng was not convinced!
Although there is a huge gap in hard power between the two sides, when fighting for life, what matters is experience and skills. Although there is a saying that one force can break ten skills and one sword can break all methods, it is obvious that the gap between the two sides is not that big.

He used his sword energy to leave a substitute at the original place, and his real body quickly rushed into the room along the wall of the cave, almost moving smoothly without touching the ground.

At this time, Lu Shuangjie saw that the horse monster was powerful and unstoppable. Wang Huyue kept shouting, "Fellow Daoist Lu, draw your sword quickly!" He became more and more afraid, and simply released his flying sword, but not to chop at the horse monster, but to turn around and run away!

It would have been better if he didn't run, because once he ran, he attracted the attention of the horse demon, and the demon immediately released the flying hook in his right hand.

The hook was also left by a master in the Refining Evil Stage. After it left his hand, it spun rapidly, and the dark grey evil spirit danced into a disc, locking onto Lu Shuangjie and arriving almost instantly.

Lu Shuangjie hurriedly used his sword to block. With his strength, he could have instinctively fought against the horse monster's flying hook for a while, but he lost his courage and became confused. In a hurry, the flying hook bypassed the flying sword in just two or three moves, and the hook tip pierced into the back of his head and penetrated deep into the Niwan Palace in his skull!

At this moment, the sword energy of Yang Qisheng's substitute left in place was cut by the horse monster's knife and exploded into a ball of green light, while Yang Qisheng's real body had already rushed in front of the horse monster, and condensed a golden talisman of spiritual treasure in each palm of his hand. The golden talisman burned with Samadhi True Fire, and he slapped it at the horse monster in a series of attacks.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." More than a dozen golden lights shot out in succession and all hit the horse monster!

The horse demon was burned by the Samadhi True Fire, howling loudly in pain, staggering backward, and in a panic recalled the flying knife to slash at Yang Qisheng in front of him.

"Bang!" Yang Qisheng exploded into a ball of green light again, still a substitute.

The horse demon reacted and spewed out a large amount of green fire from its mouth, spreading and burning over a large area.

Yang Qisheng appeared in the green fire. He controlled the sword energy to protect himself and moved quickly along the wall. The Samadhi True Fire on the horse demon's body was still burning. While he was stimulating the evil energy in his abdomen to extinguish the fire, he was controlling the flying knife to kill Yang Qisheng.

"Friend Yang! What are you doing? Come out quickly, we have to leave!"

If Wang Huyue had not witnessed the power of Ling Lei Zhenren with his own eyes that year, and if he had not wanted to establish connections with the Xuanmen Sect, he would have slipped away with his apprentice long ago!
The horse demon didn't bother to chase Yang Qisheng. He used his flying knife to catch the flying swords of Wang Huyue and his disciple, and hurriedly summoned back the flying hook.

The hook flew in front of him with Lu Shuangjie's body. He took the hook off the back of Lu Shuangjie's head and went to chase and kill Yang Qisheng.

Yang Qisheng used this brief respite to print the Five Spiritual Treasures Talismans on the surrounding walls, forming a formation. He then used the Five Elements Sword Technique to transform unpredictably within the formation.
Sometimes he would use Fire Escape, flying with the flames, and chase with his flying hook several times, but each time he would hook into nothing;
Sometimes he would use earth escape, burrowing into walls or even underground, and chase with flying knives, leaving deep grooves on the walls and the ground;

Sometimes he would use water escape to hide in the freely flowing blood...

"Junior Sister Huo, give me a hand!"

(End of this chapter)