Chapter 209: Flying Head Sorcery

Meng Yifan quickly flipped through the treasures inside his Space Ring, and finally took out a Taiji Bagua Mirror.

This mirror was not large, only the size of a palm; the surrounding ring featured the eight trigram patterns of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui, while the center held the yin-yang fish.

This design was very common; in the rural areas of China, one could see many similar Taiji Bagua Mirrors on eaves and walls. Convex mirrors were used to guard houses and ward off evil, while concave mirrors were used to attract wealth and blessings. The Taiji Bagua Mirror was widely used by feng shui masters as a Dharma Artifact to turn the tide and adjust feng shui.

However, this Bagua Mirror of Meng Yifan's was different. Above its eight trigram patterns floated the phantom images of Heaven, Water, Mountain, Thunder, Wind, Fire, Earth, and Marsh respectively, while the black and white yin-yang fish in the center were connected head-to-tail, transforming from yin to yang and from yang to yin. These patterns were constantly shifting, seemingly interpreting the ultimate truths of Heaven and Earth.

This Taiji Bagua Mirror was the token of the Wudang Sect leader and a rare Dharma Artifact. Zhang Sanfeng had always kept it on his person, and this time, he had handed it over to Meng Yifan as well.

Meng Yifan channeled the Yin-Yang Spiritual Power of his Taiji Fist into the Taiji Bagua Mirror. Following a hum, the yin-yang fish in the center of the Taiji Bagua Mirror seemed to come alive; the yin-yang fish twisted and deformed, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two lifelike black and white divine dragons.

These two black and white divine dragons possessed intelligence. After taking form, their dark golden eyes looked at Meng Yifan, appearing quite satisfied, and then they nodded at Meng Yifan, as if acknowledging his qualification to wield the Taiji Bagua Mirror.

"Good treasure." Meng Yifan was wild with joy. With these two divine dragons to assist him, he no longer feared the two Flying Head Sorcery creatures of Shawang Suxi.

With a thought from Meng Yifan, the two black and white divine dragons turned back into the yin-yang fish and merged into the Taiji Bagua Mirror. They were now in an activated state and could leap out to fight for Meng Yifan at any moment.

On the other side, Shawang Suxi was moving forward rapidly with his two Flying Head Sorcery creatures. The sound of Ghost Crying Wolf Howling in the Ancient Tomb was becoming increasingly intense, so much so that even Shawang Suxi felt distracted and irritable upon hearing it, and he had to use one of the Flying Head Sorcery creatures to form a protective shield to block out the sound.

Ever since Shawang Suxi used Lansangkun as a fire source to burn the bat army to death, he had encountered obstructions from other strange beasts and experienced several bloody battles, but with two Flying Head Sorcery creatures protecting him, those strange beasts were unable to stop his advance.

When Meng Yifan eliminated Carlisle, he detonated a large number of landmines, causing the Array within the tomb to be disturbed. Both Shawang Suxi and Abe Seimei clearly heard the sound of the landmine explosions and the roar of the heavy machine gun.

"Eh! Strange, isn't it impossible to use metal objects here? Why are there continuous gunshots and the sound of landmine explosions?" Shawang Suxi's expression was gloomy; he realized that the interior of the Ancient Tomb was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Shawang Suxi was not short of money. With his status in Southeast Asia, a large number of wealthy people sent him money. He had come to participate in this mission mainly because there was a high probability that the inheritance of Shenzhou Immortal Cultivators was inside this Ancient Tomb.

"Whether it is refining Zombies or refining strange beasts, these are all Demon Sect methods, and these are all things I need. If I obtain this inheritance, my Sorcery will surely be able to improve once again." Shawang Suxi muttered to himself. He did not just crave these secret arts that could be used against enemies; he craved even more the secret methods of the Shenzhou Immortal Cultivators for immortality.

The Nanyang Descending Head Masters were actually the inheritance left behind by the Shenzhou Demon Sect overseas, but the inheritance they left behind was incomplete; they only inherited the techniques, but not the fundamental Dao.

Authentic Immortal Cultivators in the land of Shenzhou could basically all enjoy long lives. As long as one cultivated to the Third Grade realm, one could prolong their life and live to be one hundred and twenty years old. If one reached the Fourth Grade realm, one could live for three hundred years, and if one reached the Fifth Grade realm, one would have a thousand years of Yang lifespan.

But Descending Head Masters only cultivated arts and did not cultivate the Dao. Although their methods were strange and their combat power was very strong, their lifespans were generally not long, and it was difficult for them to live to a natural death.

Some Descending Head Masters even needed to consume their own Blood Essence and lifespan to cultivate their Sorcery. The stronger their power, the sooner they would die. Shawang Suxi was facing the predicament of a depleted lifespan.

If he did not find a way to extend his life from the Ancient Tomb, he had at most less than a year of life left. Therefore, even though the Ancient Tomb had become very dangerous, Shawang Suxi continued to move forward.

"I will definitely be able to obtain an authentic Immortal Cultivation Technique." Shawang Suxi's eyes were filled with longing; no matter what dangers lay ahead, they could not shake his determination to find an Immortal Cultivation Technique.

There was a turn ahead. Shawang Suxi, as usual, let one Flying Head Sorcery creature go ahead to scout the path. Only after confirming there was no danger did he cautiously walk over.

"Tat! Tat! Tat!" As soon as Shawang Suxi poked his head out, Jiang Hailong's M2 Browning Heavy Machine Gun began to spray bullets. The 12.7mm large-caliber bullets were like dense raindrops, enveloping Shawang Suxi's body, intending to tear him into pieces.

This type of large-caliber bullet had immense power; it could penetrate 16mm steel plates at 200 meters. If it hit a person, it could easily pierce through heavy body armor and split a human body directly in two. Even the prototype of the "Third Grade helmet," the K6-3 heavy ballistic helmet, could not stop such large-caliber bullets.

In front of Shawang Suxi was a Flying Head Sorcery creature stretched into a protective shield. The 12.7mm bullets struck the Flying Head Sorcery creature, causing it to emit bursts of crying and screaming.

"Pain! Pain! So painful! Damn it, it's killing me." From its appearance, this Flying Head Sorcery creature was a woman. At this moment, her twisted and deformed face wore a ferocious expression, and she was covered in tears.

What was terrifying was that those large-caliber bullets capable of piercing 16mm steel, after striking the Flying Head Sorcery creature, only drilled small holes into it, and then the bullets became stuck inside the Flying Head Sorcery creature, failing to harm Shawang Suxi behind it at all.

"How is this possible? It didn't even pierce that thin layer of skin." Jiang Hailong was dumbfounded, looking at Shawang Suxi one hundred meters away in disbelief.

"Whoosh!" Meng Yifan's Gustav Rocket also flew out.

The other Flying Head Sorcery creature suddenly surged in size, becoming a behemoth over two meters tall.

It opened its bloody maw and actually swallowed the rocket into its body in one gulp.

"Boom!" The rocket exploded inside the Flying Head Sorcery creature, blowing its head into a twisted and deformed state, causing blood to flow from its seven orifices and its hair to stand on end; it looked very disheveled.

But after the explosion ended, the Flying Head Sorcery creature changed back to the size of a human head. Apart from black smoke continuously rising from its seven orifices, it was completely unharmed, having tanked the explosive power of the rocket.