Chapter 135: The Change of Detaining Spirits

Every time that guy with six arms swung his axe to chop, the fellow being chopped seemed to wail and beg for mercy with a pained expression, yet not a single sound could be emitted.

"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"

The "sound of woodcutting" came continuously!

But who could have known that the one being chopped was actually an immortal, a dignified and powerful immortal, a being looked up to by countless cultivators and a target of longing, who was merely fish on someone else's chopping block!

This Shanwei Lin is truly not just ordinarily eerie, damn it!

Fortunately, after that guy chopped for a while, he picked up the immortal and left, striding away; the steps he took made thumping sounds that shook the ground, and the sound grew more and more distant until it finally vanished into this mist-filled mountain forest.

As for the tree stump where he chopped the immortal, gray tentacles surged out from it, licking the bloodstains clean in no time, but the tentacles soon retracted, turning into lines of tree grain; if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Su Yuanshan would have truly taken it for an ordinary tree stump.

Suddenly, Su Yuanshan's body stiffened, because that strange bell sound had suddenly rung out again, and it was right by his ear—close at hand.

He turned around abruptly and suddenly discovered a scarecrow standing there alive, holding a bell covered in rust, gently shaking it.

"Ding-dang!"

"Ding-dang!"

A Soul-Snatching Ghost!

A thought flashed through Su Yuanshan's mind, and without a second thought, Su Yuanshan launched his attack.

The Zodiac Purple Gold Bell rang out suddenly, shaking the "Soul-Snatching Ghost" until it swayed, and at the same time, that top-grade Spiritual-Tool Flying Sword and the Precious-Energy Long Sword suddenly bloomed with dazzling light, slashing toward the Soul-Snatching Ghost with a "swish," swift as thunder and fast as lightning; Su Yuanshan used his full strength the moment he struck, not intending to give the opponent any chance to counterattack.

However, suddenly, a sound.

"Hero, spare my life, don't fight!"

The Soul-Snatching Ghost actually knelt down with a "thump" and began kowtowing wildly toward Su Yuanshan.

It left him completely bewildered.

This is... a dialect from the Sichuan region? Damn! A reincarnator?

Su Yuanshan hurriedly reined in his divine power, and that top-grade Lingqi Long Sword stopped abruptly two inches from the guy's forehead; if he had shouted one second later, this guy's head would definitely have become a gourd! A sword-split flower!

This guy seemed terrified; the scarecrow headgear rolled to the ground, but he didn't even pick it up, cold sweat streaming down his forehead as he wiped it incessantly, his face pale and his expression terrified.

Having suddenly taken a trip through the gates of hell, this guy was clearly scared out of his wits, speaking incoherently and even blurting out his dialect.

It is estimated that if he hadn't been scared to this state, he really wouldn't have said it.

The Soul-Snatching Ghost is actually a reincarnator? To be precise, a reincarnator in disguise? To tell the truth, this really exceeded Su Yuanshan's expectations.

But soon he felt relieved.

He thought to himself, no wonder this Soul-Snatching Ghost was surrounded by mist the moment he appeared; he is actually a reincarnator! This kid is quite good at setting the mood, he must have watched too many stage plays! If your strength isn't enough, make up for it with acting.

However, Su Yuanshan clearly did not have the sentiment of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, nor the vibe of fellow countrymen meeting with teary eyes; instead, he pretended not to understand and used his sword to hold the guy's throat, saying coldly.

"Who are you, to be playing god and acting like a ghost in front of this seat?

And was that guy with six arms from earlier in cahoots with you?

You acted quite convincingly!"

Yet this kid looked blank after hearing this.

"A guy with six arms? In cahoots with me?"

"Brother, please stop scaring me, okay? Where would there be anyone with six arms here? Besides, I don't know him! I admit I was playing god and acting like a ghost, but I am not..."

"Swoosh," the man's Adam's apple was nicked by Su Yuanshan's sharp sword, and blood flowed out immediately; the guy was so scared his face turned white, and he said with a sobbing tone.

"Brother, please don't kill me! Let's talk this over; whatever you want, as long as I have it, I'll give it all to you, all to you!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a storage bag and dumped everything inside out with a "clatter," but he subconsciously clenched his right thumb; however, this small movement did not escape Su Yuanshan's eyes.

He glanced at the miscellaneous items and found that, apart from a small cultivation manual for the Fog-Raising Art that still had some value to him, the rest were no different from trash.

So he used telekinesis to grab the manual, glanced at his clenched right hand, and said indifferently.

"Take that ring off as well!

Keep these two things with me as compensation for the fright you gave me!

Now, let's get to the point!"

"The point? What point?"

This guy seemed to be playing dumb while knowing the truth.

However, Su Yuanshan slashed a few times with his sword, cutting off the bloated straw clothes on his body; the straw clothes slid down, revealing a small cloth bag, and inside the bag was Su Yuanshan's subordinate god—the little white fox.

Su Yuanshan's gaze turned cold, and he said in a deep voice.

"What did you do to it? Speak! Who told you to kidnap it? What means did you use?"

Seeing Su Yuanshan's face full of murderous intent, the guy's face turned completely white—truly white!

He could feel the killing intent in the depths of Su Yuanshan's heart, cold and bone-chilling.

He was just about to speak, but suddenly he seemed to see something terrifying; he opened his mouth but said nothing.

He just froze there; seeing him motionless, Su Yuanshan felt a bit strange, and upon closer inspection, the guy was already dead, his body even stiffened, hard as a stone!

Su Yuanshan felt something was wrong and did not linger at all; he flicked his sleeves to scoop up the little white fox and the reincarnator's storage bag, and the copper bell in his hand, instantly taking to the air and leaping ten zhang, when he suddenly felt a "cackle" sound coming from behind him; Su Yuanshan didn't even look back and directly accelerated. He flew until he reached the foot of the mountain, out of the range of the mountain mist, and only stopped after the "cackle" sound behind him grew more and more distant, and more and more distant, until it gradually disappeared.

Turning to look, wisps of faint crimson mist drifted about, gradually replacing the gray mountain mist, appearing very eerie; fortunately, that eerie mist did not last long before it gradually faded and finally disappeared, and the mountain forest gradually returned to its former tranquility and peace.

Su Yuanshan even felt a bit suspicious, thinking to himself, was such a weak reincarnator really the original Soul-Snatching Ghost?

But unfortunately, no one could answer him; the guy was already dead, and if he were alive, he could still have been questioned.

Right! Soul-detaining! Why don't I detain his yin soul and ask?

At this thought, Su Yuanshan muttered something, then grabbed at the void and shouted.

"Soul, come!"

However, a gust of yin wind blew past, and that reincarnator did not appear!

Su Yuanshan: "........."

Strange, this place is indeed strange! According to common sense, as the Huangliang County City God, with one stern shout, this reincarnator's yin soul should have been detained by him long ago, but... the fact was... he did not appear; his City God divine authority seemed to have lost its effectiveness here!

This method seems to be unworkable!