Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 44: Will-O-Wisp vs. Corpse Fire

Yang Qisheng brought the zombie into the tomb and used Huafeng sword energy to send him all the way to the east ear chamber - the stone chamber where the six sarcophagi were originally placed and the sea lamp was enshrined.

The horse demon was hesitating in the west ear room.

After the fierce battle during the day, it had already seen that the sword masters had extraordinary skills, especially the formation cast by the two young people, a man and a woman, which left it helpless.

It secretly thought that even at night when the yin energy was at its strongest, it might not be able to kill them.

What makes it even more afraid is the heavenly punishment for the Universal Ceremony!

He didn't know the exact conditions that would trigger the heavenly punishment. The white snake hadn't explained it in detail, but he remembered one thing clearly: as long as he started killing people, heavenly punishment would surely come!

"All the villagers in Wanliu Village must be killed!" The horse demon gritted his teeth when he thought of those people.

After the last corpse curse incident, he had found out that the people in the village surnamed Jing were the descendants of the gravekeeper of the general's tomb.

It was their ancestors who locked themselves in the tomb and buried them with the dead!
In his lifetime, he was just Chu Hanfeng's mount. Although he rode him all his life, fighting together in battles from east to west, from south to north, he mainly enjoyed the life of being served by twenty grooms...

Chu Hanfeng is not his master, and he is not Chu Hanfeng's slave!

After Mr. Chu died, that group of plague victims did not continue to take good care of him, provide him with care and support until his death. Instead, they forcibly locked him up and carried him into the tomb to be buried with Chu Hanfeng!
The most hateful one is Chu Hanfeng's eldest son. The wealth and glory of their entire family were all won by Chu Hanfeng, but he also had his own contributions.

He still can't forget the look on the face of that bastard who ordered his men to lock him up and bury him with his father!
He must kill all the descendants of the grave keepers, drink their blood, eat their flesh, and suck out all their souls!

According to the white snake, there are still a few months before the Universal Ceremony becomes ineffective, and he can afford to wait!
He was originally planning not to go out tonight, but something broke in again.

He hurried over to check and found a strange zombie wandering in the stone chamber.

"This isn't a zombie from this tomb, is it?" the horse demon's eyes widened. "I only use monks with evil spirits in my corpse demon rituals. This guy is clearly an ordinary person, and he's been dead for no more than six months. Much of his flesh is still fresh. He's definitely not one of the craftsmen or servants buried alive in the tomb. Could it be that the evil spirit of this cemetery leaked out, causing the villagers who were already buried nearby to resurrect?"

The leakage of evil spirits is no small matter; it indicates a possible change in feng shui. A place that was once a good place to keep corpses may have changed its layout and become a place to destroy corpses.

After all, he was a horse in his lifetime. Although he was knowledgeable, his thinking was simple and he was illiterate. After he was resurrected as a demon corpse, his brain was not very smart.

He approached the zombie to see what was going on, but saw the zombie suddenly spread out its ten fingers, bared its teeth and spewed out a foul-smelling corpse gas, then pounced towards it!

The zombie had inherited the fierce ghost power of the Soul-crossing Master, and its nature was as fierce as a ghost. At this moment, it became extremely ferocious, with all ten fingers spread out on both hands. It bared its teeth at the horse demon, first spitting out a foul-smelling corpse gas, then pounced on it and started to scratch and bite it hard.

The horse demon's front limbs had turned into human arms. It opened its big hands, grabbed the zombie's head, twisted and pulled, and pulled the head off!
There was a fierce ghost's evil spirit in the zombie's cavity. The horse demon knew it was a good thing, so he put his long face close to it and opened his mouth to suck it in. However, the evil spirit came out of the cavity and flew out along the corridor.

"Sure enough, someone is controlling it from a distance!" The horse demon had killed dozens of cultivators in this tomb and had seen all kinds of methods. There were also two or three people who controlled zombies, puppets, and demon pets to explore the way.

He had fought a fierce battle with Yang Qisheng during the day and suffered a great loss. Not only was he injured in many places, but the corpse fire formation in the east ear room was broken, six corpse demons were eliminated, and a fragrant and tender sword fairy he had just captured was also rescued.

He was already feeling very angry, and seeing that the method of controlling the zombies was different from that of the group during the day, he wanted to take it out on them. With a long roar, he rushed out after the fierce ghost!
Young Master Duhun sensed that the zombies had been eliminated, and urgently retracted the fierce ghost evil. He saw a gust of evil wind wrapped in emerald green ghost fire flying rapidly in the darkness in the northwest direction. Inside the ghost fire stood a monster with a human body and a horse head. He was startled at first, and then he thought that this should be the horse monster that the villagers were talking about.

He had not taken the horse demon seriously at first, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he could tell at a glance that it was a corpse demon that had come back to life. It was full of murderous aura, and judging by the intensity of it, it was probably the legendary thousand-year-old demon.

He did not dare to delay and quickly waved his fan, and the eight paper figures flew up first to meet them.

The paper man raised his arms, and paper knives, swords, guns, and sticks flew out from his arms.

These eight paper figures were all masters in the Demon Refining Stage. After being killed by Young Master Duhun, their spirits were extracted and the evil spirits that had been cultivated in their stomachs for many years were injected into the paper figures.

The eight of them used four kinds of weapons, working in groups of two, infusing them with murderous energy. When they wielded them, they were sharper than real swords and knives made of steel!

The horse demon was a corpse demon that had been dead for over five hundred years. He had seen many burial objects, including gold, silver, panned and woven items, and even people, horses, and vehicles. When he saw these eight things, he was stunned at first, then he laughed grimly and spewed out emerald green corpse fire.

There was also evil energy in his corpse fire, which was a fusion of the evil energy of several masters in the Evil Refining Stage. It gushed out from his round nostrils, splashed forward, and burned the eight paper figures.

The two paper figures in front were sprayed head-on. There was evil energy in their bodies. If they were burned by ordinary flames, they would not be harmed at all even if they stood in the fire for a whole day and night.

However, the evil fire of the horse demon was no small matter. There were five or six colors and various attributes in the emerald green corpse fire, all mixed together, wrapping up the two paper figures.

The paper figures hurriedly released their self-cultivated evil spirit from their bodies to fight against the flames, but they were no match for the flames and were instantly burned in two. They struggled in the flames, screaming like ghosts and gods, falling from the sky and struggling to crawl towards the Soul-Transferring Master, shouting, "Master, save me! Master, save me!"

How could Master Duhun care about them? They were his enemies. He killed them and turned them into paper men as slaves. They were dead, and he just lost a slave he could use at will.

On the contrary, this horse demon was more powerful than he expected!

The two paper figures were engulfed in the corpse fire and quickly burned to ashes after crawling less than a foot on the ground.

The remaining six dodged in time, using the paper knives and swords in their hands to block the corpse fire. They were burned into a ball, like a green torch. They quickly used their own evil spirit to force it away and threw it away. Fortunately, they were not refined and destroyed on the spot.

Young Master Duhun opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it vigorously, and a stream of emerald green flame shot out from the fan.

What the horse demon spews out is corpse fire, which is essentially made of corpse oil. The flame is sticky and good at sticking to and enveloping. Once a living creature is wrapped in it, it will be difficult for the creature to escape and extremely difficult to destroy.

What the Soul-Ferrying Young Master fanned out was ghost fire, which was essentially phosphorus fire extracted from the hair and bones of a corpse. The flame was cool and easy to dissipate, but it was more flexible. It would actively attach itself to any living creature it sensed, and once it burned, it would be like a cancer attached to the bone, and would inevitably burn the person to death.

This fire will also drill into the skull of the target's body and burn silently after the target dies. It is not noticeable at ordinary times, but will fly out when the moonlight is strong and automatically absorb the moonlight. Over time, it will become an evil spirit like a ghost fire and develop its own consciousness.

Two streams of green fire shot out at each other in the air. The corpse fire was heavy and sticky, and the horse demon's evil spirit was even stronger, so the corpse fire sprayed farther, and it stopped only when it reached a place about ten feet in front of Master Duhun.

The ghost fire was light and agile, and was pierced directly by the corpse fire, turning into an empty tube, which wrapped the corpse fire on all sides. It still rushed towards the horse monster from the outside, but was finally blocked about ten feet in front of the horse monster.

The horse demon neighed loudly, controlling the corpse fire to roll back, and Master Duhun shouted softly, causing the ghost fire to hook back.

The two flames intertwined in the air and formed a huge emerald green fireball. A man and a demon competed with each other, and in an instant, it exploded!

The mountains and fields were suddenly illuminated green, as if a huge green firework had exploded.

The sticky corpse fire was like small green droplets, turning into a torrential rain and hitting Young Master Duhun.

The light ghost fire looked like small green petals, turning into wind-blown green cherries floating towards the horse demon.

Young Master Duhun quickly waved his folding fan, releasing a black evil ghost fog that hung above his head, covering the corpse flame meteors, and ordered six paper figures to attack at the same time.

The horse demon also hurriedly spit out new corpse evil and wrapped itself in it to resist the rain of ghost fire flowers. At the same time, it released a knife and a hook, the knife to protect itself and the hook to target the enemy!

The two guys fought each other, and in a short time they met a well-matched opponent, and neither could do anything to the other.

Wang Huyue stood on a low hill in the distance, watching with trepidation:
That horse demon is really powerful. If you encounter it alone, you must turn around and run away immediately. If you delay for a moment, your life will be in danger!

Young Master Duhun is worthy of his reputation. He can fight the horse demon to a draw in a one-on-one fight. If he meets it in the future, he will try to get as far away from it as possible. Before he sets up the tripod and refines his inner energy, there is no possibility of competing with it.

If the White Tiger Gang and White Tiger Sha are fully refined, and the sacred White Tiger beast is condensed from the divine energy, according to what is said in Taoist books, it will be immune to all evil and perhaps it will be possible to deal with it.

I just don't know what the ghost magic of the Eight Ghost Immortals will be like after they have refined their magic.

Tiangang is the most rigid and yang Qi, which is naturally incompatible with the ghost way. No one knows how they refine the Gang. It is really incredible that some people can use the ghost way to refine the golden elixir.

Logically speaking, I've met several sword immortals who practiced ghost magic. Because the ghost path is yin and beneficial to the earthly evil spirits, they are all very powerful during the evil spirit refining period. However, they all lamented that they were unable to refine the spirit energy, and their immortal path stopped at the evil spirit refining period. The evil spirit is most harmful to the body and pollutes the soul. Some people don't even live to be a hundred years old...

He stood on a high hill and was lost in thought, while Yang Qisheng hid underground where a man and a demon were fighting, looking up at the battle.

He didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being discovered by the two guys, but feeling sorry for the two paper figures, he took advantage of the fact that all their attention was focused on fighting each other, sneaked up underground, and took away the souls of the two paper figures.

The two men were originally sword immortals who were sealed in paper figures and served as slaves for many years. They were often forced to burn their own divine tablets by the Soul-Ferrying Master and were subjected to soul-refining torture, tormenting them to the point that they could neither live nor die.

The corpse fire did not stop after burning their paper bodies to ashes, but wrapped up their souls and continued to burn.

The two men were in great pain and were struggling when suddenly a light as clear as spring water enveloped them, like a wash, quickly flushing the corpse fire away.

Then they found themselves standing in the palm of a young man's hand.

(End of this chapter)