Chapter 102: Ghost Pressing the Bed

【Detected Reincarnator ex017 has sustained severe physical damage, treatment difficulty: High】

【Detected Reincarnator ex017 has sustained severe Spirit damage, treatment difficulty: High】

【Detected Reincarnator ex017 has sustained divine power erosion, treatment difficulty: Extremely High】

【Treatment requires consumption of B-rank Singularity *1, Dimension Point 23500, proceed with treatment?】

"Minimum treatment"

The dying woman returned to her Private Space; her body was still missing a small portion, golden thunder flickered across her, and her Witch Power was completely unusable.

With a thought, she appeared inside a massive hall where hymns echoed and a large number of nuns dressed in holy white robes were responsible for cleaning and prayer.

The moment Baimian appeared, she was noticed.

"Yo, did our little sister White Face get bitten by a fish?"

A playful voice came, and a blond man in a casual shirt floated in the air, arriving beside White Face.

He knew about White Face teasing the 【Fifth Element】, and in this current state, it was obvious she had suffered a loss.

White Face kept a cold face and did not speak; the next moment, the priest standing at the very top of the hall, with his back to the others, turned around, holding a Bible and radiating intense holy light from his entire body.

White Face's body was mended bit by bit within the holy light.

"My Lord, I was careless and was ambushed."

The priest's face was upright and completely featureless; it was a face that would not attract attention anywhere it was placed.

"White Face, no need to explain; the collision of those who bear Destiny is, in itself, a part of Destiny."

"You did not lose; that was merely Destiny."

White Face's expression shifted, she lowered her head, and said nothing more.

——

【Main Mission Phase 3: Exorcise the King of Cursed Spirits, completed】

【Obtained A-rank Singularity *1, Dimension Point 10000】

【Main Mission completed, leave this world?】

This information appeared before Bai Cangshu's eyes, but his brain could not quickly convert this information into readable content.

Xia Youjie looked at Tao Baibai, who was as stiff as a sculpture before him, still wearing that look of Arrogance, revealing a playful expression.

He tapped the center of Bai Cangshu's brow, but the other party had no reaction.

"Ha, it really is exactly the same as Gojo Satoru; only when you can't move are you easier to look at."

Kusakabe was covered in blood; because he had no Cursed Technique, he used swordsmanship to fight, which always resulted in injuries. In today's situation, being able to survive could already be considered powerful.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Kusakabe did not know Bai Cangshu; he only knew that the other party seemed to have been brought by Xia Youjie, and the two had some plan that outsiders could not know.

Moreover, that plan had ultimately succeeded.

Kusakabe watched the Barrier dissipate and the yin energy finally disperse from Tokyo, exhaling a breath of turbid air.

Step, step, step...

Ieiri Shoko walked over with a detached expression, then punched Bai Cangshu in the abdomen, and Bai Cangshu's body fell to the ground at the impact.

"Revenge taken, so it seems you intend to save him?"

Ieiri Shoko relit a cigarette, looked at the sunlight finally appearing in the sky, and said,

"Save him?"

"In his current state, can he even be considered a living person?"

Ieiri Shoko's punch to Bai Cangshu just now was not only to settle the "grudge" of the other party punching her and sending her flying hundreds of meters to the point of near-death, but also to use Reverse Cursed Technique to sense Bai Cangshu's physical condition.

She knew very well that with Xia Youjie alone, the best outcome for today was probably just fewer people dying; that guy Xia Youjie had an intention of self-destruction in his heart to begin with.

And she was no different.

But ironically, the two who wanted to self-destruct survived, Gojo Satoru, who never considered death, really died, and this arrogant guy who wore the same expression as Gojo Satoru was also nearly dead.

The world really does sympathize with the weak.

Xia Youjie also lifted up Tao Baibai's stiff "corpse" again; the other party's heartbeat and pulse had almost completely disappeared.

The body temperature had dropped to a low that normal humans could never reach, and even the Cursed Energy reaction that almost everyone possessed had completely vanished.

"Whatever, I'll just pretend I'm refining a new Cursed Spirit."

Xia Youjie spoke as if making a casual comparison, but in his eyes, there were other thoughts.

This guy Tao Baibai really won't even let me have peace in death...

Bai Cangshu looked at the scene before him, which could be described as a sea of people, and frowned.

He did not understand what his current situation was.

He remembered very clearly that he should have completed the ritual of the 【Taishan Fujun Festival】 and successfully summoned the descent of Taishan Fujun during the ritual, clearly expressing his ambition to seize power. Bai Cangshu would absolutely not have the ridiculous thought that he had previously had a nightmare or anything of the sort; he was very rational and knew that a memory that could make him feel that much pleasure could never be false.

He had never had such a beautiful dream in the past dozen years.

Therefore, right now, something had gone wrong with him.

"Hey, can anyone tell me what the situation is right now?"

Bai Cangshu shouted loudly in the vast white void, facing the crowd that wandered before him like a long river.

But not a single person paid him any mind.

Everyone seemed to be following some kind of rule, or rather, a system or law, lining up and swaying as they moved forward.

Bai Cangshu watched this scene, and in his heart, he naturally associated it with some rather unpleasant things.

Could it be that he really died, and this is the Yellow Springs?

These people are the dead spirits.

!

"Hey, I'll ask one more time, can anyone give me an explanation?"

Bai Cangshu maintained his patience, a rarity for him, and used his hands as a megaphone; his voice was so loud that in the real world, it could have traveled nearly several kilometers.

But still, no one responded to him.

Bai Cangshu sighed and lowered his head.

He was indeed very observant of order, but that was on the condition that someone needed to clearly inform him of the order.

Bai Cangshu suddenly swung his right arm, his fist instantly smashing into the face of a woman with disheveled hair.

Bang!

The woman instantly fell to the ground and slowly vanished.

This scene further proved Bai Cangshu's guess: these fellows were indeed not human.

He took a step forward, arriving in the middle of the line, and seeing the other figures still ignoring his existence, the corners of his mouth curled up.

When the order of a place is unclear, and you want to figure out the order and rules, your only choice is to cause trouble.

If you cause enough of a stir, someone will eventually come out to inform you.

Of course, if you have already caused enough of a stir and still no one has come to tell you what the rules are, then in all likelihood, you are the only rule in this place.

He looked at the line that seemed to have no end and solemnly raised both hands.

Bang bang bang bang...

A continuous series of thundering sounds rang out.

He calculated the number of Ghosts he had killed; after killing over a hundred, he felt his body become a bit heavier.

Noticing the change, Bai Cangshu hammered these unresisting Ghosts with even more force.

After continuing to kill nearly a thousand Ghosts, Bai Cangshu felt his body had become extremely heavy, and the speed and power of his punches were both slowing down.

Sometimes, a single punch couldn't even kill the opponent.

Bai Cangshu did not fear bad changes; he only feared no changes at all.

He buried his head and killed fiercely once more.

Finally, after counting over thirty thousand times in his heart, his body had become so heavy that even moving was extremely difficult.

Finally, Bai Cangshu stood in place, unable to move; no matter how hard he tried to control his body to move, there was no result.

Bai Cangshu felt angry in his heart, and red flames began to ignite.

"Move, move!"

When humans lose control of their own limbs, they experience extreme fear.

For example, the legendary "Ghost pressing on the bed"—you clearly realize you are awake, but some kind of existence makes you completely unable to move, and you become ice-cold all over because of that fear.

Bai Cangshu would not feel fear; he would only feel anger.

Thump!

Thump-thump!

Thump-thump-thump!

The sound like drumbeats grew from soft to loud, until in the end, it seemed to be echoing throughout the entire Heaven and Earth.

"Let me move!"

Bai Cangshu let out an angry shout, and the sound of the drumbeats became so frequent they almost merged into a single sound.

Whoosh!

Bai Cangshu suddenly stood up, gasping for air; his body had turned completely red, and his muscles expanded until they shattered the bathtub.

Ieiri Shoko withdrew her hand, stood up, and said to Xia Youjie, who was also watching Bai Cangshu in amazement.

"This guy, he's alive."

(End of chapter)