Chapter 550: with translation of chapter title

"This, this is the netherfire of the Ghost Immortal Great Emperor, it's your Yin Mountain's secret art!" Pangzi looked at my scorched hand and cried out in surprise.

The gray-robed figure before me also gradually turned around; from the moment he appeared, a scorching breath instantly spread through the Yao family's manor. This was exactly the same as what we felt at the place where QingSongShu had fainted, which surprised me even more. The flames burning into my body were actually identical to the netherfire of the Yin Mountain Sect's Ghost Immortal Great Emperor as recorded.

He had already turned around; his gray long robe concealed a sturdy, tall physique, and his face was mostly covered by a veil, leaving only a pair of icy eyes exposed.

This is not a person, although his aura is scorching hot, similar to a fire wave. Yet it cannot conceal the deathly aura emanating from his bones. This is not a person, but a corpse.

At that moment, I, Pangzi, and Han Duo all simultaneously exerted ourselves, biting our tongues.

"Hai Sheng, I and Han Duo will entangle him; you seize the opportunity and pierce his throat with the Yin Mountain command flag to release his corpse qi." Before the words were finished, Pangzi had already taken up his Dragon Spring sword and lunged forward first.

The Dragon Spring sword is over a meter long, its blade icy cold; although it lacks the spiritual aura bestowed upon Wei Xiong's sword, after Pangzi's sacrificial refinement it has become a top-grade magical implement.

Pangzi brandished the Dragon Spring treasure sword and swung hard at his head; only a clang was heard as his left arm collided with Pangzi's Dragon Spring sword, producing a series of metallic booming sounds.

"Roar..." Pangzi raised his blade, intending to strike again, but the gray-robed corpse kicked out, sending Pangzi flying.

At that moment, Han Duo, who had been sealing with Seal Finger and eyes closed, suddenly leapt up; the whip in her hand lashed out straight and rigid like a spear, striking squarely at the gray-robed corpse's brow.

The Divine Shaman's whip did not pierce the gray-robed corpse's brow; his forehead was as hard as iron. He not only did not retreat, but in the mutual resistance he actually stepped forward even closer toward Han Duo.

A person in midair has nothing to push off from nor anything to bear weight on. Yet Han Duo, pressed by him like that, did not retreat; instead, she and he remained locked in opposition in the air.

Biting the tongue tip is a commonly used method in Daoist Sect to force out potential; just now, when Han Duo bit her tongue, she seemed to have stomped her foot and chanted some incantation. It's not hard to see that she was using some secret art of the sect.

Since it is a secret art, it certainly has an exalted phase and a weakened phase; after the exaltation, a prolonged weakness will surely follow. Therefore, during this period is my best chance for a sneak attack. Whether we can defeat this strange corpse depends on whether I can seize the opportunity to strike its vital point.

I dare not let my guard down, focusing my spirit and holding my breath as I stare at the battlefield. Han Duo and Pangzi did not choose close combat, but instead exchanged blows with weapons against the gray-robed corpse, not daring to engage in ** confrontation.

With a clang, the gray-robed corpse's sleeve was torn open, revealing a gilded long arm fully inscribed with incantations. Meanwhile, Han Duo's attacks grew increasingly fierce; countless phantoms of the Five Striders roared beside her, faintly visible, aiding her in battle.

The Mei Mountain Sect is the closest lineage to the Wu (shamanic) tradition, blessed by the earth and protected by the Ghost Striders. When Han Duo activated the sect's secret art, her magical power also returned to its peak at that moment. Moreover, her fighting style grew ever more fierce; compared to Pangzi, who had painstakingly trained martial arts for years, she surpassed him without fail.

After one exchange, Pangzi moved to the corpse's right side, pressing his Dragon Spring sword against the gray-robed corpse's face, causing it to assume a half-kneeling posture with its head tilted back.

An opening appeared at that moment; I seized the chance and rushed forward. Gripping the Yin Mountain command flag, I prepared to give this gray-robed corpse a chilling blow to the core.

However…… damned things often happen beyond my expectations.

Only see Han Duo let out a girlish shout, swaying her whip in the air to make a small loop; the whip traced a semicircular path, sweeping across the room, and with a sudden strike it lashed my neck, looping once around inside my neck.

Perhaps Han Duo, seeing the whip entangle me, was startled. She felt the whip pull back, but when she jerked it, my whole body began to spin wildly in place; finally.... I saw the whole heaven and earth spinning, then I collapsed to the ground, seeing stars from rage.

"Damn it..." I rubbed my dazed head, feeling depressed and wanting to vomit blood. Meanwhile, Pangzi, who was suppressing the gray-robed corpse, widened his eyes at this scene, utterly speechless.

Perhaps because Pangzi was distracted, the gray-robed corpse he was suppressing gradually rose to its feet; seeing that Pangzi could no longer hold it down, Han Duo suddenly whipped it again, lashing toward the corpse.

However, Han Duo might have feared hurting Pangzi this time, so she chose to aim at the gray-robed corpse's chest. Nevertheless, the damned thing happened again……

Let me describe the scene: the gray-robed corpse kneels on the ground, while Pangzi, with all his might, presses his Dragon Spring sword against its forehead, bending it backward as far as possible to expose an opening for me.

Han Duo crouched down, directing her whip toward the gray-robed corpse's chest. And just as the whip struck the corpse's chest, something clever happened.

At that moment, the gray-robed corpse extended its kneeling knees forward, then flung itself flat on the ground. Meanwhile, the whip shot straight toward Pangzi's crotch.

At that instant, Han Duo also came to her senses, quickly whipping the lash to the right. Thus, a most unfortunate thing occurred: although Pangzi's descendants were not pierced by Han Duo's whip, the whip, as it swung, continually struck that part of him.

When I came to, I saw Pangzi covering his crotch, hopping around the room like a little white rabbit; as he jumped, he shed tears, feeling utterly aggrieved, pointing at Han Duo. His lips said exactly: "Fuck your sister."

I looked at Pangzi with great sympathy, and at the same time looked at Han Duo with utter speechlessness; this lass, are you really here to help?

Han Duo also stood aside, embarrassed, her face red as she waved at Pangzi; however, on the battlefield there is no room for the enemy to relax. As Pangzi covered his little brother and wailed, the gray-robed corpse leapt straight up at a ninety-degree angle.

With a sudden turn, the bronze hand, using the turning motion, swung toward Pangzi. This posture is like someone patting your shoulder in daily life, while you impatiently push his hand away and tell him to stop messing around.

But this is not an ordinary hand; the immense strength of that bronze hand is beyond anyone's imagination. Fortunately, Lord Pang the Valiant is agile; he crouched, performed a lazy donkey roll, and rolled out to his side. Otherwise his head would surely burst like watermelon juice.

Han Duo timely brandished her whip, transforming it into a killer's mallet, and engaged the gray-robed corpse in a crackling fierce battle.

"Are you okay?" Pangzi rushed to my side at that moment, tears streaming as he asked.

I shook my dazed head, wanting to say I felt a bit dizzy, but seeing Pangzi's painful expression as he covered his second brother, I kept my mouth shut and said I was fine,

"Buddy, this lass is too damned, I'm in pain," Pangzi hooked his arm around mine, tears pouring down his face, his trousers ripped open, exposing his underwear.

"Isn't this good? Acting for heaven's sake, so that later no one suffers from your lecherous ways, King Pang the Lustful." I said contemptuously.

Pangzi clenched his fist, about to hit me, when suddenly a loud boom echoed on the battlefield, making us glance over. After a series of collisions, Han Duo staggered and fell outward.

"Not good, the secret art's effect is about to wear off; Han Duo can barely hold on." Anyone could see that Han Duo's steps were beginning to float weakly.

Pangzi searched the ground for something, and fortunately found two bundles of rope on a table in the room. As Pangzi hurriedly grabbed the rope and ran over, the gray-robed corpse's bronze hand seized Han Duo's Divine Shaman's mallet, while the other hand lifted, intending to chop down onto Han Duo's head.

At the critical moment, Pangzi tied a knot in the rope, flung it over, and bound that hand of the gray-robed elder. That hand was not the bronze one, nor particularly strong; Pangzi and I pulled hard, timed it right, and tied that end of the rope to the pillar.

The gray-robed corpse's intelligence seems somewhat low; it actually engaged us in a tug-of-war. The three of us strained with all our might, and the corpse's other bronze hand also released the Divine Shaman's mallet, gripping the rope with both hands.

Pangzi and I certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to match strength with that giant hand; thus, when that bronze hand freed up, we decisively let go.

As the gray-robed corpse staggered backward, Han Duo finally did something very accurate.

She picked up the bundle of rope Pangzi had dropped on the ground, tied it around the gray-robed corpse's waist, then, following its retreat path, swiftly dragged the corpse behind the pillar and wound it around several times, securing it.

Seeing this, Pangzi and I hurried over and tightly grasped the gray-robed corpse's bronze hand; joking aside, if we didn't restrain his bronze hand, the rope couldn't possibly hold him.

"Han Duo, take my command flag and pierce his throat with the tip; my command flag will absorb his soul and corpse qi." Pangzi and I clung desperately to the bronze arm, throwing the flag to Han Duo.

The gray-robed corpse thrashed in struggle; its bronze hand strained to break free from Pangzi and me, while the mask on its face emitted a soft metallic rustling at that moment.

"Damn it, that's disgusting; I just want to see what kind of deity you are." Pangzi used his body to brace against the struggling bronze arm, his other hand impatiently lifting the gray-robed corpse's mask. Actually it's just a corpse; what's there to see?

But when Pangzi lifted that layer of mask made of copper coins, my eyes widened instantly, I stood frozen like a wooden chicken, as if struck by five thunderbolts.

Gazing at the gray-robed corpse's face, only one voice echoed in my mind: "How could this be, how could this be."

And at that moment, Han Duo's gripped command flag also arrived,