Chapter 147: He Bo Dies, the Grudge-Spirit Manifests

Outside the border town, in the wasteland where corpses are buried.

Thanks to diligent practice and hard training in recent days, Wei Ming's cultivation had made a breakthrough, which is why, at this moment, he was the fastest among those other than Li Jian to recover.

His legs were still weak, and for a moment, his vision went black; he could not comprehend the current situation.

But in the next moment, he understood it rapidly.

Because within his field of vision, a new figure had appeared.

Du En!

He had scrapped five magical artifacts in a row, using a self-detonating style of artifact-flying to fly and flee wildly all the way, and his goal was also very clear.

Once again, He Bo's tone flowed from Its mouth; however, Du En ignored this dead man's voice entirely and continued his own contemplation.

"Is this the trick of that evil cultivator? Wanting me, or perhaps Xiang Tao, to bring this so-called Sovereign of theirs directly into Nanmo City to slaughter and devour the entire city?"

Pitch-black, viscous, and strange, like some kind of twisted graffiti, It presented an evil, humanoid silhouette, ten feet tall, thin and lanky, currently grinning and crouching, Its hands gripping He Bo's corpse.

Du En did not even look back, his hands forming seals in rapid succession.

"Oh, my lover~ Why won't you speak~ Why do you shut me out~"

Clang!

The sudden sound made everyone who had just regained their senses and was trembling with despair, as well as Du En who was about to dash past, and He Bo who was but one step away from casting his spell, all turn their heads to look.

It was not just a sneak attack, but also an open, brazen assault.

If Du En had been caught earlier, he would have met the exact same fate!

"Du En! Du En! May you die a horrible death!"

That guy He Bo must be dead for sure!

This matter is truly worth celebrating; the corpse-handling business will finally see the light of day!

"Who is it!?"

Whoosh...

"Hahahaha..."

Very quickly, He Bo was eaten clean.

Then.

He thought this to himself, his gaze fixed on that evil existence.

But It could.

Devour raw.

First, arriving at the corpse-burying wasteland.

The other five corpse-buriers, Li Jian and Xu Ran who had given up all hope, heard this sound and all suddenly jolted; subconsciously, they fought like cornered beasts, launching an attack directly at He Bo.

Upon seeing Du En, he became instantly agitated and fervent; his previously sluggish movements suddenly accelerated more than tenfold, and he formed his dharma seals at a flying speed, all just to block Du En outside the gate!

After all, this kid was treating precious mid-grade magical artifacts as disposable items and was exerting his full strength to burst forth, clearly fleeing for his life.

Because He Bo could not win, he had managed to escape, and dragging his severely wounded body to this place at this moment clearly meant he was looking for a safe place to hide.

Reviewing He Bo's dharma seals from just now, although they were somewhat damaged, this side had originally been catalyzed to the final step, the tide half-receded and not yet fully dissipated; moreover, he had simultaneously entered a state of enlightenment, using the lingering resonance of his divine ability to stimulate the wasteland, and thus, in the end, he still successfully and rapidly revealed the isolation formation here.

It was clear that It was determined to eat him!

Even if he managed to run into Nanmo City, It would chase him down, and when that time came, It would start a massacre, and the whole city would likely die out!

He Bo was only dazed for an instant before he turned his head in astonishment, and then, he saw Wei Ming there, looking fearful but gritting his teeth to hold on, his steel shovel already shattered, leaving him holding only a lonely wooden handle.

Du En had already made the decision not to linger, to dash directly past this place and run to the border town gate.

One bite, one large chunk; no blood flowed down, but the torn, stringy bite mark of blood, bone, and flesh was even more horrifying, revealing a vivid sense of tragic misery!

Even those in the trade who had spent years handling and transporting corpses were terrified by this scene, which didn't even exude evil, but was simply brutally tragic; they were completely unable to speak.

Heaven have mercy!

The day I finally see you, kid, die!

Just as he escaped the boundary of the wasteland, a hair-raising sensation erupted, directly destroying his sanity.

Either flee directly back into the city, but face the possibility that the city gates might be closed and entry denied; after all, Tang Yiping was not a kind man, and he had likely added him to the no-entry list.

The corpse-transport supervisor Li Jian shook his head; the backlash he had received when his spell was broken earlier had been severe, and only now had he fully recovered, and then, hearing this commotion, he inexplicably got goosebumps and tremblingly raised his eyes to look.

"Yeah, I fled back."

"Ah! Ah! It's, it's It, it's It!"

A shrill, miserable shriek was squeezed out from his throat, from his lungs, and from his heart.

Hearing It speak such words, in such a tone, with that departed voice, Li Jian was instantly stunned, and before he could even scream, he was knocked unconscious by Du En, who had flashed over, appearing very experienced.

He Bo was so angry that his whole body trembled; he could not believe that a mere middle-stage Qi Refinement cultivator would dare to sneak-attack him!

Du En was currently calmly recovering his state, appearing composed as he turned around to see the existence that had been chasing and killing him from afar.

He had been extremely furious just now, and the various negative emotions brought by Du En had erupted directly, causing him to momentarily forget the existence of Du En, the primary culprit.

Then, before he could even feel the pain and scream, as he subconsciously turned his head, he discovered his vision spinning; he had been thrown directly backward.

It was very obvious that Wei Ming had been anxious just now and, without thinking, had grabbed his shovel and charged in.

Du En couldn't help but guess so.

Seeing that he was completely unlike someone like Li Jian, the grudge-spirit shifted its gaze away.

Wei Ming ran over at this time, looking nervously at Du En, who had just been in a state of fleeing for his life, yet had just displayed great power and easily dealt with that piece of trash He Bo.

Because by comparing their respective distances, the current speed, and the pursuer behind them, this was the only result that could be obtained.

"Ah!"

Evil cultivators, I misunderstood you just now; hurry up and give it your all, skin this bastard dog, and torture him to death!

He Bo's eyes were extremely agitated, almost popping out of their sockets, as he just wanted to see with his own eyes the scene of Du En being killed.

The moment that hand rested upon him, He Bo's pupils had already dilated, and he let out a silent cry of alarm.

"Ahhhhhh..."

At the same time, the Dharma seal in his hand reached its final stage.

"Go to hell!"

Hearing this scream, the others also looked over subconsciously, and then were filled with such dread that they nearly wet their pants.

"Boss, you've returned!"

Terrible...

The Grudge-Fiend did not squeeze out any more tones, and instead stared dead at Du En again.

Du En's words were blunt and direct, just like before, causing Wei Ming and the others who knew him well to feel their hearts relax in unison, and they all revealed a trace of joy.

But regardless, they had to escape, because the pursuers behind them were gradually closing the distance; once caught, there would be absolutely no possibility of survival.

He Bo let out a wild roar, flying into a rage, and as his Dharma power surged, it crushed the group's attacks and shattered their courage, leaving them all stiff with despair and ready to be slaughtered.

In an instant, it was as if time had stopped; something invisible covered and wrapped around this wasteland, and only the people upon it were alive and moving.

Either escape to the Corpse-Burial Wasteland, and through the state of enlightenment and the stimulation of divine abilities, trigger its latent mysteries, which could also alert the high-level officials within the city—it could be called killing two birds with one stone.

He Bo could not help but laugh out loud.

Tap.

Doing what?

Sealing the wasteland!

See one, play dead for one.

The backbone has returned!

He Bo shouted, raising his hand, his spell brewing, about to suppress and kill this bunch of people who didn't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth, and who didn't understand the strength of Foundation Establishment!

A strange chewing sound suddenly rang out, faintly drifting into the wasteland, causing the joy that had just appeared on the people's faces to freeze instantly, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses and let out a collective sigh of relief; Du En also began to calm his state, withdrawing the Dharma power that had just been like boiling water.

He thought to himself.

Another hand gently rested on his raised hand, and with a light squeeze, amidst a bone-crushing *crack* that made everyone's teeth ache, it directly crushed his hand, causing the spell he was brewing to terminate as a result.

With his Dao heart collapsed and his emotions shattered, only He Bo's physical body remained alive, still emitting such miserable screams.

"Chew, chew, chew..."

The evil cultivators are not just attacking the outpost camp, they are also attacking the Nanmo Border City!

In other words, the Dharma seal he was currently performing could only be to turn the wasteland—which had no abnormalities, was very safe and calm, and had no defensive properties during the day—into something capable of protecting one's own safety!

Du En's deduction was very close to the facts, but.

"How dare you, how dare you!"

"Hee hee hee~"

"... It's too late."

Especially He Bo, who had been perfectly fine, suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, his vision went black, and the connection to his Dharma seal was severed—it could be said that his efforts fell short of success.

"Is this... a Grudge-Fiend?"

Although Du En did not understand this creature's thoughts, by connecting the changes occurring in the wasteland at this moment with the various situations before and after, he could roughly get an outline.

From afar, he had seen He Bo on the scene, suffering heavy injuries, and in the middle of casting a spell to do something.

It wasn't that they wanted to play dead, but their legs were weak and they couldn't stand, so they simply lay on the ground, very passively playing dead.

Because this Grudge-Fiend was too terrifying; even if he faced it directly, it would be a case of being killed in an instant, and its strength was definitely at the Golden Core stage, no, it should be above that!

If Du En knew that the city gate tunnel had already been breached by evil cultivators, and that the attention of the people in the city was completely drawn away by the evil cultivators causing destruction and killing everywhere, and that the road along the way was already unobstructed, he would definitely confirm this speculation.

But for now, by a twist of fate, they had stopped at this Corpse-Burial Wasteland, and across the wasteland, they were caught in a stalemate.

(End of chapter)