NOVEL NEXT Chapter 522 - 522: Let's Go and Kill Him!
Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Let’s Go and Kill Him!
Facing the terrifying “undead” army and the onslaught of decapitated heads, Ji Yianxue, Xia Jian, and Ouyang Lingling backed away in fright, their hearts filled with dread.
The supernatural horror they encountered in Dragon Village today had completely surpassed their previous understanding.
However, Huang Xiaolong merely smiled slightly and took a step forward.
The ground shook lightly!
The next moment, a ghostly fire sprang from the ground, spreading in waves like a wildfire!
This ghostly fire burned exclusively on sinister and evil beings. The smallest spark ignited the skeletons, mummified corpses, and disembodied heads, burning them all into charcoal and then exploding into a cloud of flying ashes.
However, to everyone’s horror, the ancient locust tree had sprouted hundreds of blood-drenched, terrifying human heads – old men, children, women… Each one was brimming with resentment, their eyes opened wide as they stared murderously at Huang Xiaolong.
Suddenly —
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Just like ripe fruit falling from the tree, hundreds of human heads dropped from the tree and quickly rolled towards Huang Xiaolong, with their mouths wide open making gnashing noises.
Huang Xiaolong, with a teasing smile, spoke sarcastically, “Hmm…, is the best trick this thousand-year-old locust tree spirit got to constantly produce human heads, attacking indefinitely, much like an overpowered weapon. That’s pretty lame! It’s just like a clown performance, hahaha!”
“Enough dilly-dallying already. Begone!” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes hardened as he recited some enchantment, and suddenly, an inexplicable force spread out.
All the rolling heads touched by this force turned into golden flames, burning furiously as if taking the form of a storm.
Boom!
The golden flames instantly turned all the heads into dust.
The flames did not extinguish, it spread in all directions, finally enveloping the entire ancient locust tree.
Crackle… Crackle…
The whole tree was set aflame.
“Ah! Ah!!!” One could hear screaming from amidst the flames.
Within the golden fire, Huang Xiaolong saw a naked middle-aged man completely covered in rough tree-like textures, his hands were like branches, and his feet looked like gnarly roots. He was currently struggling in the fire, letting out heartbreaking screams.
It was the spirit of the thousand-year-old locust tree.
In Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, this spirit’s power was not worthy of attention.
Not long after, the spirit of the locust tree was burned to ashes.
A thousand years’ cultivation, vanished in an instant.
At this point, all the spirits in Dragon Village were completely exterminated.
“It’s safe now, you don’t need to be afraid anymore,” Huang Xiaolong said to Ji Yianxue and the others with a smile.
“Mr. Huang, you are… you are not human! No no no, I mean, you’re like a terrestrial deity!” Xia Jian exclaimed sincerely.
Ji Yianxue and Ouyang Lingling were too overwhelmed to speak.
After a long while, Ouyang Lingling murmured, “Am I dreaming? It… It’s like watching a Hollywood fantasy movie… So dazzling…”
Ouyang Lingling looked at Huang Xiaolong, the sharpness in her eyes softened, replaced by a tender emotion.
“Little Long, where should we go now to find the villagers and my mother, Long Lan?” Ji Yianxue was deeply reliant on Huang Xiaolong. She even subconsciously saw him as a spiritual pillar.
“That’s easy. Let’s start by interrogating a red-cloaked hanging ghost from the thousand-year-old locust tree.” Huang Xiaolong exuded confidence.
A few of them randomly picked an empty house in the village and made themselves comfortable. Huang Xiaolong pulled out the Soul Container and released a red-clothed hanging ghost.
The hanging ghost was covered in bites from head to toe, with half of its ghostly face bitten off and missing arms and legs, evidently a result of being brutally tormented by the ferocious ghosts inside the Soul Container.
This ghost knelt in front of Huang Xiaolong and the others, trembling and whimpering. “Spare… spare… spare me…”
“Heh, tell us all about your scheme. And this so-called ‘Lord of Ghost Messengers’, what’s that all about?” Huang Xiaolong asked with interest.
Someone had the audacity to impersonate a Ghost Messenger. Huang Xiaolong had to deal with this matter properly.
The hanging ghost didn’t dare to conceal anything and immediately spilled everything.
It seemed that this “Lord of Ghost Messengers”, along with quite a few minions and a large group of hanging ghosts and other ferocious ghosts, secretly snuck into Long Village and then took out a “Soul-hooking Chain”, hooking the souls of quite a few villagers of Long Village and turning them into corpse ghosts for the purpose of wiping out Long Village.
However, the villagers of the Long Village, with their generations-long practice of insect taming and gu-causing, possessed the means to resist the enemy.
An intense battle took place between the two sides.
The minions brought by the “Lord of Ghost Messengers” also suffered heavy losses. However, with the help of ferocious ghosts, the villagers of Long Village had to retreat while fighting. Currently, they had retreated to the vicinity of the ancestral temple on the mountain.
The “Lord of Ghost Messengers”, leaving behind hundreds of corpse ghosts and dozens of hanging ghosts, even destroyed the seal of the Thousand-Year Locust Tree Spirit, setting up a trap in Long Village, lying in wait for Ji Yianxue to walk into it.
The “Lord of Ghost Messengers” wasn’t in Long Village; he himself, leading his minions and a swarm of ghosts, had gone to pursue and kill the villagers.
He had two objectives —— the first one: to capture or kill Long Lan!
The second one: to seize the techniques of Insect Taming and Gu Cultivation of Long Village!
Moreover, the corpse ghosts in the mortuary of the First People’s Hospital were indeed created by this “Lord of Ghost Messengers”.
“That… that utterly depraved Lord of Ghost Messengers, who sent him here? Is he a human or a ghost? I don’t even know him, it’s impossible for him to plot my murder without any reason at such a huge cost…” Ji Yianxue furiously asked.
“Hehehe~~Miss Ji, the Lord of Ghost Messengers was hired by a person, that person… happens to be your family’s eldest master~~~” The hanging ghost gave Ji Yianxue a dazed smile.
“It turns out to be Big Brother! No wonder he had such detailed knowledge of every move I made, and was even able to locate Long Village in advance!” Ji Yianxue was astounded and furious.
Xia Jian gritted his teeth. “When we entered the village, we encountered Wen Bin, the confidant of Mo Shaofeng, the gambling malefactor. It’s clear that the eldest master intentionally leaked information to Mo Shaofeng to delay the time, or even to kill with a borrowed knife! The mastermind behind all this turns out to be the eldest master! I’m afraid the second master and others are also involved!”
As for the infighting in Ji’s Group, Huang Xiaolong wasn’t very interested, but he meticulously inquired about the situation regarding the phony Lord of Ghost Messengers.
The hanging ghost stated that the “Lord of Ghost Messengers,” wielding the Soul-hooking Chain, could detain a person’s soul. He could also raise corpse ghosts and ferocious ghosts, which made him extremely formidable.
Huang Xiaolong understood – it seemed like there was a Taoist with a soul-detecting artifact in his hand who was impersonating the Ghost Messenger and causing havoc everywhere.
Regardless of whether this matter had anything to do with Ji Yianxue or not, Huang Xiaolong was now determined to kill this imposter who claimed himself the Lord of Ghost Messengers!
He was provoking the majesty of the real Ghost Messengers!
“Mr. Huang, this is… really weird. There actually… is an underworld’s Ghost Messenger helping the eldest master… ” Xia Jian stuttered, his eyes-filled with intense fear.
Although Xia Jian didn’t study much about gods and ghosts, he knew that Ghost Messengers served as emmissaries traveling between the living world and the underworld – they were subordinates of King Yan.
Among the most famous of the Ghost Messengers were the duo known as Black and White Impermanence, who were gods in the traditional Huaxia culture. They carried chains and shackles specially used to arrest ghosts, assisting King Yan in rewarding the good and punishing the evil.
Ouyang Lingling’s face turned pale as she mumbled, “It couldn’t be Black and White Impermanence, could it?”
“Bullshit Ghost Messenger! A faker! Let’s go and kill him! Damn it!” Huang Xiaolong stood up, his face filled with killing intent, seeming truly angry.
For a moment, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and Ji Yianxue, Xia Jian, Ouyang Lingling, all looked at each other in awe as they watched Huang Xiaolong.