Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

Festos looked at the sign, cold sweat breaking out.

This skill is truly bizarre.

He could fully believe that if he didn't pay enough gold, the outcome would be very tragic.

After all, the sign said, "If you don't compensate, hehe."

Who the hell knows what "hehe" means?

More importantly—

Who can afford nine trillion gold!!!

"No choice, everyone, let's do this together."

Festos said.

"Yes, President!" everyone responded in unison.

Everyone placed their hands on the Soul Suppressing pendant on their chest and muttered a spell.

Buzz—

The pendant emitted a resonating sound.

The next second.

A woman quietly appeared before everyone.

It was "the Hermit" Sarina!

She is a Holy Avatar, specifically hiding in the shadows to preside over and manage everything.

"The skill has changed."

She glanced once and immediately said.

"Yes, madam, please save us." Festos said.

Sarina frowned at the sign on the ridge:

"How could it suddenly escalate to such a high level of mystery, it doesn't make sense, unless..."

"Unless what?" Festos asked.

Sarina glanced at him and remained silent.

She stepped forward and carefully examined the large characters on the sign.

—As a mysterious life, capable of mastering the power of death, although rare, it is not nonexistent.

To utilize a Death Skill to the level of "Fetus Concealed Confusion" is exceptionally rare.

But if you kill, then it's just killing.

Mysterious life is infinite, eventually, there will be another equally powerful individual.

However—

In just a short day, this skill has evolved even more powerfully.

This kind of talent is not common even among the mysterious.

No.

It should be said that only the strongest mystics have such abilities.

Could the decision this time be wrong?

Sarina extended her hand and gently pressed on the sign.

The words "Nine Trillion Tons" were covered by her hand, and when she removed it, only the "Nine" remained.

The other three words were hidden by her!

Sarina added a word after "Nine":

"Grams."

Nine grams of gold!

"This amount of gold should be bearable for you all, quickly pay it and exit this skill."

Sarina told the crowd.

Everyone fumbled out gold, holding it in their hands.

—But to whom should they give it?

Sarina slapped the wooden sign impatiently said: "Idiots, the most powerful thing is clearly this wooden sign, just place the gold under it."

Everyone awakened as if from a dream, hurriedly moving towards the wooden sign.

A Jiuyao Executor only took a few steps before tripping over something, stumbling into the field.

A sudden change occurred—

Countless mud hands emerged from the ground, grabbing his head, neck, shoulders, arms, waist, and legs, pulling him into the earth.

In an instant, a seedling sprouted from the ground.

Unlike other seedlings, above this seedling was a health bar.

"It's him!"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

The wind blew.

The seedling swayed incessantly, like a person struggling madly.

But it was futile.

Soon, the health bar disappeared.

The seedling calmed down and, like the others, swayed gently in the wind, no longer in disarray.

—It had truly become a seedling.

Festos felt a chill from his spine, couldn't help but look down.

Earlier he hadn't noticed, but now, observing carefully, he found there seemed to be something wriggling endlessly beneath the ground, concealed by the seedlings.

—No need to ask, these things were the countless mud hands.

What should be done?

Festos wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked to Sarina.

Sarina displayed an expression of interest, observing the hands underground.

"Interesting..."

She murmured softly.

It's over, the Holy Avatar surely wants more people to die now, just so she can study the foundations of this skill.

Now only I can rely on myself!

Festos hoarsely said:

"Everyone, do not step forward, just throw the gold over."

Having said that, he tossed the gold in his hand towards the wooden sign.

—The gold naturally landed steadily in the dirt before the sign.

A layer of dark mist instantly appeared in the void surrounding Festos, concealing him within.

"I feel as if I'm safe now!"

He said from within the dark mist.

The others followed suit, tossing all their gold onto the ground in front of the sign.

The dark mist once again enveloped the field.

Suddenly.

A clamor of music and beating drums came from afar, quickly approaching the field where everyone stood.

Two rows of blurry figures stopped at the ridge.

A blood-red palanquin re-emerged from the dark mist, appearing before everyone.

"Everyone, what are you doing here?"

"Come with us quickly; otherwise, staying here will certainly cause trouble."

Two coachmen looked at everyone and said.

Festos opened his mouth, at a loss for words.

Why had these two coachmen returned?

"You had already left this place, why did you come back here again?"

He heard himself asking in a trembling voice.

The other coachman replied with a delighted expression:

"We just went to pick up the bride. Now that we've brought her back, naturally we're heading back to the village."

Sarina suddenly spoke to a Jiuyao Executor beside her:

"Attack them."

"Yes!"

The Jiuyao Executor, trembling, reluctantly took out a Thunder Bow and shot at one of the coachmen.

Whizz—

The arrow pierced through the coachman's body and lodged into the blood-red wedding carriage.

Almost at the same moment, a long wooden stick shot up from the ground, impaling the Jiuyao Executor's body, lifting him off the ground, struggling incessantly.

For a moment.

The Jiuyao Executor's expression went blank, his struggle ceased, his arms spread out horizontally, and his whole body transformed into stiff wood, standing silently in the field.

The coachmen grew elated and said:

"Great! Great! Finally, our fields have a scarecrow to look after them!"

They then looked at Festos and the other Jiuyao Executors, saying:

"What are you all doing here?"

"Come with us quickly, otherwise, if you stay here, something will happen for sure."

Festos found his human body trembling uncontrollably.

Why is it trembling?

It's strange, I'm not commanding my body to tremble!

Stop! Stop it!

But his body seemed to tremble even more fiercely.

"No problem, in the Death World, naturally the Power of Death is strongest, you should go first."

Sarina said.

She raised her hand and casually made a handprint.

In the Void, endless grey light descended, shrouding Festos and the Jiuyao Executors.

Flash.

They all disappeared.

Only Sarina was left on the spot.

She quietly looked around.

The coachmen suddenly showed puzzled expressions on their faces, looking around aimlessly, they couldn't help but say:

"Where are the guests?"

"Where did the guests go?"

Sarina remained silent.

The coachmen couldn't see her and just stood on the field ridge, constantly scanning their surroundings.

After a while.

Perhaps because they couldn't find their targets, the coachmen lifted the carriage and entered the black mist with fanfare, gradually moving away.

The sound gradually faded away.

Sarina glanced at the scarecrow.

——It was then that she noticed that impaling the scarecrow was a sharp arrow.

Shooting an arrow out, only to end up getting shot oneself?

"Causality Law..."

"Let me see how far this technique can go."

She muttered, casually pulling a skull from the Void and throwing it into the field.

Plop.

The skull landed on the ground.

From the depths of the black mist, once again came a festive sound of music and percussion.

In the distance, the outline of the large red carriage emerged from the ground, coming closer, arriving again at the field ridge.

But there was no one in the field, just a skull.

They couldn't detect the "Hermit" Sarina.

The situation was momentarily at a standoff.

The music suddenly stopped.

A coachman leading a horse came out of the black mist, saying:

"The wind is strong today, perhaps this scarecrow is being mischievous, let me give it a flick."

The coachman raised his whip, repeatedly lashing at the scarecrow.

The scarecrow, made of wood, bled profusely under the whip, the blood running down along the arrow.

Swish—snap!

A loud crack, the scarecrow was directly whipped into two pieces.

Seeing this, the coachman finally retracted his whip, strode into the field, picked up both halves of the scarecrow, and clumsily stuck them onto the arrow.

The scarecrow remained silent.

Blood kept oozing from its twisted waist, but it had no way to make a sound.

"Alright, that should do it now."

The coachman, pleased, returned to the field ridge and followed the wedding procession back into the black mist, disappearing.

Sarina watched until this moment, suddenly sighed, and praised:

"What a wonderful and eerie skill."

"Although it's still a bit immature, only with extremely high-level talent interwoven with mad ideas can such a skill be born, it will continue to grow."

"Such talent could potentially stand beside the 'Lord of Ten Thousand Demons' and 'ignorant spirit worm' in the future——"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed to Jiuyao."

She clasped her hands together, her expression becoming solemn, and said in a low shout:

"Everything returns to the end."

An invisible power emanated from her, dispersing everything around.

Only to see it was still that dark canyon.

"Wu Xiaode" stood nearby, staring coldly at her.

Sarina said, "Jiuyao wants to kill you, but I think your abilities have already exceeded its expectations, so you no longer need to worry about its threat in the future."

"Wu Xiaode" heard this and said, "Wait a moment, let me ask the real one's intention."

Sarina was taken aback.

"Wu Xiaode" seemed to be listening to something.

A few moments later, Sarina's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, grabbing him briskly.

She stared at him unblinkingly, her eyes glowing with golden light, and remarked in surprise:

"You're not him! You're—"

"You're a spell!"

"Wu Xiaode" revealed a mocking expression:

"Yeah, I'm a spell that's about to dissipate, and by the way, he himself already answered."

"What did he say?" Sarina asked.

"Wu Xiaode" suddenly dissipated, becoming invisible, vanishing without a trace.

Only his voice still lingered in the valley:

"He said——"

"In the past you ignored me, now you can't reach me."