Chapter 112
Chapter 112
The Five Thunder Shattering Firmament Righteous Method had finally been unleashed!
Its target was none other than Zhang Liang, the “General of Man,” standing atop the Human Bone Altar!
Five streaks of purple light appeared out of nowhere amid a crackling series of explosive blasts.
For the first time since the battle began, terror surfaced on Zhang Liang’s withered face.
He pointed his Copper Coin Sword toward the heavens and began chanting the secret mantra of Taiping Dao.
“Yellow Heaven above!”
“Ren Gao, protect me; Ding Chou, guard me; Ren He, deliver me; Ding You, preserve me; Ren Can, watch over my soul; Ding Si, nourish my spirit.”
“Lunar canopy, earth gate and heavenly door. I walk the Yu Step. Perfected Lady Xuan. Whether seated or lying in the Bright Hall, conceal me and hide my form.”
“By the law, with all haste!”
The twelve great banners standing around the altar began spinning at high speed, shielding Zhang Liang tightly within.
At the same time, foul, black qi gushed out and wrapped the entire altar in layer upon layer.
When the Five Thunder Shattering Firmament Righteous Method slammed into the Taiping Body Protection Secret Art, it was like the loudest string of fireworks and firecrackers had been set off all at once.
The roaring thunder went on without end.
The black mist enveloping the altar was blasted until it let out waves of ghostly shrieks and howls.
In the blink of an eye, an explosion rang through the entire night sky.
When everyone looked again, Zhang Liang’s twelve protective battle flags had been blown to tatters and lay scattered all over the ground.
Even the helmet on his head had been blasted away. Now he crouched atop the Human Bone Altar with his hair hanging loose in disarray.
Thick, black blood kept spilling from his mouth.
Hua Jiunan was not faring much better either.
He felt utterly drained, as if he had gone days and nights without sleep. He could not summon even the slightest bit of energy.
Even so, Hua Jiunan used every last ounce of strength he had to move his feet, inching step by step toward the Flying Corpse that was still licking Chen Daji.
“Beast, let go of my brother’s body!”
Chen Daji wanted to say, Big Brother, I’m not dead yet.
But that reeking tongue kept working busily all over his face, and he did not dare open his mouth at all.
If it accidentally slipped into his mouth, how was he supposed to face Li Yun ever again?
His sixteen years of pure, innocent chastity…
Just then, Chang Huaiyuan, who had been held back by a large group of Yellow Turban Strongmen, finally arrived.
His face was full of shame as he reached out to support the swaying Hua Jiunan.
“I’m sorry, young master physician. I’m late!”
Hua Jiunan’s voice was as cold as ice, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the Flying Corpse before him.
“It killed Daji. It just killed Daji!!!”
Chang Huaiyuan’s white robe stirred though there was no wind. Killing intent shot skyward in his tone.
“Rest assured, young master physician. Chang knows what must be done!”
Chang Huaiyuan lifted his foot and stepped forward, leaving a string of afterimages behind him as he snatched Chen Daji out of the Flying Corpse’s hands.
Then he raised a hand and pointed. With a puff, a single scale pierced into the Flying Corpse’s brow.
The Flying Corpse seemed to suffer unbearable agony in an instant. Clutching its head with both hands, it rolled across the ground and wailed.
Chang Huaiyuan’s expression grew even colder.
With a sweep of his sleeve, he tossed the Flying Corpse to Old Sixth Chang, who had just rushed over.
“Throw it into the Ten Thousand Dragon Cavern. Death by slicing!”
“Three years. It is not allowed to die within three years!”
“After three years, its fate will be decided according to the young master physician’s wishes!”
Even Old Sixth Chang shuddered when he heard such an order.
For beings of the cultivation world, death was not the most terrifying thing.
The most terrifying thing was exactly this: being unable to live, yet unable to die.
To be tortured without mercy day and night, every moment of every hour!
Even Endless Hell was no worse than that!
Old Sixth Chang composed himself, then cupped his fists solemnly in salute.
“Rest assured, young master physician. Rest assured, Eldest Brother. I will handle this personally!”
After saying that, his face turned savage.
Hua Jiunan lifted his head, pointed at Zhang Liang on the altar, and spoke in a voice cold and devoid of mercy.
“Brother Chang, it all happened because of him!!”
Chang Huaiyuan gently handed Chen Daji over to Hua Jiunan.
“Please wait a moment, young master physician. I will go seize his living soul right now and torture it day and night, without end!!”
Because he had arrived too late to save them, Chang Huaiyuan completely erupted in that moment.
Even an ordinary man knew to turn shame into courage, much less the Chang Family Patriarch, whose very domain was slaughter and warfare!
At the same time, Hemp-clad Grandmother, who had finally freed her hands after dealing with the four Flying Corpses, rushed over sobbing and started patting Chen Daji.
“You little brat, what a miserable death you died!”
“Poor Granny, forced to send off the young despite my old age!”
“Don’t you worry, you little brat. Granny always keeps her word. Those eight maidservants who carry my sedan will all be your wives!”
Upon hearing such wonderful news, Chen Daji instantly forgot to keep playing dead.
“Holy crap, Granny, you’re the best! You really love me the most!”
After saying that, he used his foul mouth, still covered in Flying Corpse drool, to plant three loud smacking kisses on Hemp-clad Grandmother in a row.
“Granny, can we hold my wedding tonight?”
“If we can, then we gotta hurry up and make Fatty Zhao clear out a place for me!”