Chapter 141

Basement floor.

Wisps of wandering souls were flying away.

They didn't understand whether this was a basement floor or not.

Some flew upward, while others passed directly through the walls, into the ground, not knowing how far they would fly before drilling to the surface.

On the altar, only Du Chen was left.

The razor in his hand scraped his chin twice, softened into a drop of silver liquid, and disappeared into his sleeve; he looked at the overhead view displayed under his feet with a face full of suspicion.

Those light spots representing evil spirits were still being obstructed and were still decreasing.

When the three Mo brothers took people out just now, it seemed there were quite a few evil spirits that were able to let go and roam freely.

However, this trend of improvement didn't last long.

"Around four or five in the afternoon, Wang Bo and the others exposed the fact that the Ghost Market headquarters was in Guangling, and because of the Bone Centipede, it attracted attention, and then we immediately prepared to open the altar to communicate with the gods..."

"In just this short period, at most, some people from the Jianghuai Special Capture Division could arrive; their manpower should still be severely insufficient."

Dr. Du weighed it in his heart.

Was it because, besides external aid, there were really that many people locally who were still interfering with the evil spirits?

Or was it that the three Mo brothers were slacking off?

That guy, Mo Laoda, must have had other schemes.

But his Ghost Market foundation had also been invested in this night; if he let the plan fail, what benefit could it have for him?

Du Chen tried to put himself in Mo Laoda's position, and poisonous schemes immediately surged in his heart.

But the reasons for each poisonous scheme couldn't reach the most sufficient state.

"Hiss! This person is truly unfathomable, making me unable to guess..."

Du Chen squeezed his palms, feeling some dampness in them.

That was sweat oozing out due to nervousness.

However, things had developed to this point, and even if a situation of internal and external trouble really appeared, he didn't want to give up halfway.

The entire secret method for communicating with the Mirror Ape was provided by him.

He had long studied the information on ghosts and gods, and the various details of arranging this scene were also handled by his own hands.

Even if the three Mo brothers turned against him, it wouldn't be that easy to take away his position as the leader of the ceremony.

"I can host a major project and study the bloodlines of Spirit Realm species because I am sensitive enough to the aura of the Spirit Realm."

"With my cultivation, even if it's really a fire on all sides, I might not have no chance to snatch chestnuts from the fire!"

Du Chen kept calculating in his heart, and his mouth couldn't help but mutter.

"Hateful, if it weren't for Chang'an stopping my project and refusing to give me a chance to resume research, how would I have fallen to this point?"

"These short-sighted, stupid officials who are afraid that their positions will have the slightest disturbance, only know how to cover things up every day, living by holding onto their own bit of luck."

"And that group of old guys in the Special Capture Division, you are generous enough; are you generous enough to treat the masses as little rabbits you keep at home?"

Du Chen looked at the statue in front of him, full of complaints that had been suppressed for too long, as if he wanted to tell them to the ghosts and gods in front of him.

"Can a little wind and rain scare a rabbit to death? Are you unwilling to promote and use a technology that has slight flaws but sufficient potential?"

"Which great scientist in the world, which great technology, wasn't put into use when it had flaws, and then grew in practice?"

"Human beings are much tougher than you imagine!"

On the floor, wandering souls were flying everywhere, and the yin wind was shrieking.

It seemed that only Du Chen's voice was full of a hateful heat.

But when he said these words, on the ceiling, a vigorous and furious voice also erupted downward.

"Humans are tough enough, but do you know how much tears, sweat, and blood it takes for the toughness forced out of them?!"

"That is not an excuse to force them at will!!"

Golden blade light tore through the ceiling.

The blade energy shredded part of the concrete, forming a crack shaped like a vertical eye.

Feng Jianhua pounced down from this vertical eye, slashing a blade directly at the altar.

Du Chen looked up abruptly, and a hemispherical ice-blue shield lit up over the altar with a radius of ten meters.

The golden broadsword slashed heavily onto this shield, but only produced a loud sound like a great bell.

Feng Jianhua's internal energy was originally hidden within the blade, focused and condensed, allowing the blade edge to exert powerful destructive power.

But the moment it hit this shield, his internal energy turned into a cyan airflow, spilling out from the blade edge in all directions.

The extremely rich yin energy on the entire floor couldn't wait to cancel out his internal energy.

There were also more than a dozen ethereal evil spirits flying toward him.

Feng Jianhua frowned, did a backflip, and avoided far away.

When he landed, some cardboard boxes around him weathered and fell apart, revealing the objects inside.

Strung copper coins, small tripods, incense burners, bone flutes, purple crystal skulls...

These evil magic tools were already dim and covered with cracks, as if they could scatter into a pile of fragments at any time.

"Delusional person!"

The anger on Feng Jianhua's face hadn't faded, so he simply exploded his internal energy directly.

Like a cyan light flame steaming up from under his feet, it enveloped his whole person.

The next second, he was like a cannonball, crashing through several evil spirits blocking the way, and stabbed a blade onto the shield again.

Croak!!

The shield made an extremely unpleasant sound and bloomed with cracks.

"Such thick internal energy!"

Du Chen's expression changed slightly, "But no matter what attribute a person's internal energy has, its essence is closely related to a person's life essence; releasing internal energy randomly on such an occasion is courting death."

He formed a seal with his hands, like a lotus flame, his fingers trembling slightly, rising from his lower abdomen to his throat, and sent it forward.

The tall statue of the Mirror Ape stood behind him.

The wandering souls flying out from the ape's chest were originally floating randomly, but at this moment, they were subjected to an inexplicable pull.

Like a stream of water splitting, they turned into two arcs, flying past Du Chen's left and right sides.

They successively filled the positions where cracks appeared on the shield.

The evil spirits on the floor that intended to leave also floated back, crashing toward Feng Jianhua.

Feng Jianhua's internal energy was still surging, resisting all the evil spirit yin energy around him, but his face had already turned pale, and dry skin dander appeared on the surface of his skin due to dehydration.

He exerted force under his feet, let out a long chant like a fierce horse, and pushed the broadsword forward desperately.

The collision of internal energy and yin energy around him made the air around Feng Jianhua surge and boil.

Multiple white lines almost appeared in the airflow, whistling back and forth, swaying endlessly.

Many weathered cardboard boxes on the ground were blown into fragments directly by the gale.

The sound of the wind echoed through most of the floor.

Du Chen's expression was even more cautious, his hand seals changing repeatedly, fully focused on manipulating the evil spirit yin energy.

"?!!"

Du Chen's scalp suddenly exploded, and no sound or text had time to flash through his mind.

Only a sudden feeling of fear gripped his heart and mind.

His body shrank back rapidly, his clothes burst and deformed, and a piece of rich silver light gushed out.

It was at this very moment.

If one looked up from the crack in the ceiling of this basement floor.

One would see Chu Tianshu just jumping up from beside the crack, his hands extremely fast, bracing against the ceiling of the floor above.

Both arms exploded with full force, causing that floor slab to deform violently.

Chu Tianshu's body, under this reaction force, shot down with a bang.

Passing through that blade-cut crack, he smashed onto the top of the altar shield.

Clang!!!

Chu Tianshu's pair of boots, which were already a bit damaged, shattered directly.

His trouser legs and clothes all became tattered, and his entire skeleton emitted a vibration.

The top of the shield, at the same time as this vibration, was blasted with a large gap.

The tattered figure successfully penetrated down and landed on the altar.

As soon as his feet landed, he was met with a large expanse of rotten silver light.

That was the silver light gushing from Du Chen's body, carrying a heavy metallic luster, as if it were a large stream of mercury.

This doctor dared to keep mercury close to his body because this was not ordinary mercury, but "medicinal mercury" that had been refined.

The medicinal mercury secret technique uses mercury as the main body, mixed with the essences of 137 types of medicinal herbs, and repeatedly permeated and washed with mental power.

After being refined, driving the heavy medicinal mercury with mental power can be as easy as moving one's arm, light as the wind, and fast as an arrow.

It can also deform at will, usually kept close to the body, soft and comfortable, without any abnormality, and the protective medicinal power forms a thin film, separating the skin from the medicinal mercury.

When killing enemies, it is the highly toxic side of the many drugs that manifests.

It is extremely disadvantageous for a sorcerer to be approached by a martial artist.

However, a person who has cultivated the "Medicinal Mercury Secret Technique" might instead be able to borrow this moment to counter-kill the enemy.

The silver liquid metal didn't form any poisonous snakes or giant pythons, or the appearance of a crossbow arrow.

It was just a large expanse of watery, seemingly extremely soft light, directly splashing and wrapping over.

Compared to any tangible attack, this completely intangible attack was the most terrifying.

And every drop of highly toxic mercury in it was a solid, with a higher density than normal mercury; as long as one drop hit, it could pierce into the bone marrow.

Du Chen once, in order to test the power of this secret technique, sent medicinal mercury toward a life-sized brass statue.

The soft and thick silver light covered it, and that brass statue almost turned into a honeycomb shape.

The insight light in Chu Tianshu's eyes expanded and then retracted; when the light retracted, he even closed his eyelids, took a big step forward, and his whole person charged forward at full speed.

The airflow whistled, like the vibration sound in a throat when a tiger roars.

This was his true dragon-walking and tiger-stepping; the muscles on his back surged, the contours were like axe-chiseling, completely highlighted, his long arms stretched out, and he pushed out a palm.

Whoosh!!!

Du Chen's heart was in his throat.

Seeing the rich silver light successfully cover that dangerous figure, only then did a kind of surprise at surviving a disaster have time to appear in his eyes.

However, that piece of rich silver light suddenly bulged, rolled, and broke open rapidly toward his side.

From the heavy and highly toxic mercury, a man with a bare upper body rushed out.

All the mercury driven by mental power that wanted to burrow into his body was shaken away on the surface of his skin.

The jade-like skin quality, the flying black hair, his whole body exuded a surging force.

That was fourteen hearts, all launching palm thunder together; all over his body, there was no place not spitting out force.

Only when even the toughness of the brain began to improve.

Could one use this state that included eyelids, back of the head, and ears, all exerting force, without any flaws.

"No!"

Du Chen couldn't dodge in time and let out a desperate sound.

Chu Tianshu's eyes opened wide, and his palm accelerated again.

With a hum, Du Chen's head was hit by that palm, exploding into a large handful of debris and blood mist, spraying onto the statue behind.

Once Du Chen died, the highly toxic mercury lost control, rolling to the ground, winding and shaking.

The altar's shield collapsed completely, and Feng Jianhua also rushed up.

He stabbed his blade into the ground, the internal energy on his body rapidly retracted, and he breathed deeply.

"You scared me!"

Chu Tianshu looked at the old man, "Why did the principal rush down first?"

Originally, after finding the altar's location, according to the plan, it should have been Chu Tianshu going down to attract attention.

His strength was more comprehensive, his vitality was tenacious and flourishing, and his cultivation method had no obvious flaws.

Then, Feng Jianhua, the blade master, would hide above, fully prepared, and slash the opponent with a world-shaking blade.

As a result, Du Chen's resentful words didn't know which point in Feng Jianhua's heart they stung.

This old man rushed down with a blade first.

The tasks in the plan were swapped.

Fortunately, Feng Jianhua perfectly achieved the point of attracting attention.

A person who has cultivated internal energy to this degree, once erupting, that kind of illustrious momentum is truly heart-shaking.

And Chu Tianshu, one jump, one fall, one palm to shatter the head.

It was also neat enough.

"He spoke too irritatingly, but if he had really paid attention to the lives of the masses, he wouldn't have talked nonsense so lightly."

Feng Jianhua's voice was hoarse, looking at the statue, "And this needs to be solved."

Chu Tianshu looked at the statue and blasted a punch onto the mirror surface.

Clang!

Chu Tianshu's expression changed slightly, and he took a step back.

Feng Jianhua asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

"A kind of false sense of threat, but it possesses real pressure..."

The moment Chu Tianshu's fist touched the mirror surface, it was as if he saw the world full of ice and snow, and the ape that stood between heaven and earth looked down.

That instinctive sense of threat made him shrink back as much as possible, and he didn't really hit it out.

Is this the so-called coercion?

Feng Jianhua's gaze shifted, roughly guessing: "Stay further away, try throwing heavy objects."

"No need!"

Chu Tianshu breathed deeply twice.

The concentrated mental power remaining in the Three-Seven Divine Sword had long been absorbed.

His body was like absorbing water, absorbing that mental power, and after absorbing it to a full state, his whole body produced a kind of transcendent transparency.

He could feel that the so-called Yellow Sprout True Qi, or Samadhi True Power, seemed to be about to sprout, but it was still scattered in every fiber of his muscles and bones throughout his body, not gathered.

And it didn't need to be gathered!

Gathering it, wandering through the meridians, that should be a matter for cultivating internal energy in the future.

And the "Martial Kitchen God" should have been in this state originally.

Feng Jianhua's nostrils moved, as if smelling a strong smell of fresh blood and the heat of iron.

The hair on the back of his hands stood up inexplicably.

The Bone Centipedes sleeping in the transparent breeding boxes placed around the altar all woke up, hissing and crawling around.

The centipedes, shaped strangely like human spines, now revealed not ferocity, but as if they were in fear.

Some wandering souls remaining on the floor also stopped moving at this time, floating stiffly in mid-air, trembling slightly.

The source of this strange feeling was Chu Tianshu, who was clenching his fists.

Was it a new hormone created by the flesh body spreading, or a threat emitted by the fist intent?

That didn't matter.

Three-in-one body, martial arts can create gods.

Ghosts and gods have their own coercion.

And humans who have cultivated fist techniques to this step also have human coercion!

Chu Tianshu threw a punch again, blasting onto the statue.

The red light in the statue's eyes suddenly grew, as if wanting to remember this human, but it was just a flash, and the light was already extinguished.

A light sound came from inside the statue, and it collapsed and shattered, fine debris flying.

Feng Jianhua witnessed this scene, let out a long breath, and felt that this night was finally about to pass.

He suddenly thought that he was old after all.

Just such a battle would make him feel long.

Chu Tianshu looked down at the collapsed statue and suddenly turned around, his face without any fatigue, but instead with a touch of excitement.

"Time to continue killing evil spirits!"

The altar had already been destroyed.

Now he could safely go kill evil spirits and explode materials!

(End of chapter)