Chapter 237
Chapter 237
Inside the Underworld Court:
After bidding farewell to Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun, Eighth Master Chang cautiously carried Hua Jiunan and the others forward.
They headed straight toward Xiaoyu Mountain, where General Li Guang was stationed.
As expected, they encountered many fierce and vicious souls along the way that refused to submit to authority.
The moment these beings saw Hua Jiunan and the others, they bared vicious expressions and tried to come over and devour them.
Fortunately, Chen Daji had no shortage of wicked ideas.
He made little Wuxin bare his teeth and put on a fierce expression.
Wuxin took out the black dagger, raised the bloodstained letter into the air, and suspended the great Buddha behind him.
“Keep looking like that, Bald Brother. Scare these bastards to death!”
Believe it or not, the trick truly worked.
Wuxin had not transformed into Faceless, and his appearance could only be called “fiercely adorable,” but he possessed the body of a Ghost Immortal after all.
Naturally, the wandering ghosts did not dare approach him.
Yet the evil ghosts of the Yin-Yang Realm were excessively vicious. Although they did not dare draw near, they did not scatter either.
Instead, they gathered in groups and followed from a distance.
Before long, their numbers reached a hundred.
More evil ghosts continually arrived from afar and joined them.
The ghostly crowd grew like a rolling snowball.
At this rate, it would soon gather into an entire “army” of evil ghosts.
Faced with such a terrifying sight, little Wuxin could barely maintain his fiercely adorable act. In truth, his short legs were trembling with fear, and he was on the verge of tears.
“Namo Amitabha Buddha.
“Brother, I’m scared…”
Although Hua Jiunan was nervous too, he remained outwardly calm.
“Be good, Wuxin. Don’t be afraid.
“Hold on a little longer. We’re almost at Xiaoyu Mountain.
“Once we reach General Li Guang’s garrison, these wandering ghosts will naturally disperse.”
As Hua Jiunan spoke, he felt a burst of violent shaking.
Eighth Master Chang beneath him had begun trembling like he was having a fit.
Hua Jiunan immediately asked with concern,
“Eighth Master, have your earlier injuries not completely healed?
“Or do you feel unwell somewhere?”
Eighth Master Chang answered tearfully,
“Thank you for your concern, young master physician. There’s nothing wrong with me. It’s only…”
Quick-tongued Chen Daji interrupted before Eighth Master Chang could finish.
“Don’t worry, Big Brother! What could possibly be wrong with Eighth Master?
“If he’s trembling, either he needs to shit or the ghosts scared him…”
Eighth Master Chang flew into a rage at Chen Daji’s words and immediately cursed,
“Are you stupid, you little bastard?!
“We count as ghosts right now too! Have you ever seen a ghost shitting for fun?!
“Eighth Master… Eighth Master is just scared…”
Despite trembling with fear himself, Chen Daji still habitually looked down on Eighth Master Chang.
“Can you stop being such a coward, Eighth Master?!
“You’re a spirit medium, after all. Stand tall!”
The ghosts behind them grew more numerous and drew ever closer. Eighth Master Chang was in no mood to trade nonsense with Chen Daji.
He hurriedly recited the Myriad-Li Trackless Art that Hua Jiunan had taught him.
“Heaven and Earth possess divine spirits; the divine spirits become a fresh breeze. The fresh breeze leaves no trace and bears me ten thousand li.
“In the young master physician’s name-swiftly, swiftly, in accordance with the command!”
As the spell was completed, yin winds rose on every side and gathered beneath Eighth Master Chang, lifting him from the ground.
His speed instantly more than doubled.
He seemed to glide rapidly across ice, leaving the horde of ghosts farther and farther behind.
The sight made Eighth Master Chang howl excitedly.
“Hahaha! Hold tight, young master physician. We’re about to fly!”
Chen Daji was even more excited. He snatched the Immortal-Binding Rope from Zhao Fei and brandished it like a whip, shouting repeatedly,
“Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
“Charge, Eighth Master!”
Unfortunately, good times never lasted. No phrase suited what happened next better than “joy turning to sorrow.”
Just as Hua Jiunan and the others thought they had escaped danger, a battle formation composed entirely of Hundred-Battle Warrior Spirits suddenly appeared ahead.
Packed densely together, they numbered more than ten thousand.
Cavalry, sword-and-shield troops, crossbowmen, and spearmen were all present.
At their head stood a great general in armor black as ink, wielding a battle saber more than two meters long and wreathed in bloody light.
Where its edge flashed, ten thousand ghosts wailed.
Mountains of corpses and a boundless sea of blood faintly appeared around it.
Brutal killing intent gathered above the great general’s head, forming small whirlwinds.
Eighth Master Chang was shocked and hurriedly stopped.
Because he “braked” too abruptly, Chen Daji and Zhao Fei were instantly thrown into the air.
“Fuck, Eighth Master, that’s too much! I never told you to ‘whoa’!”
Fortunately, Eighth Master Chang reacted quickly and curled his great tail around the two, pulling them back.
Hua Jiunan’s expression grew grave as he wondered who the great general could be.
Even if one of the Ten Kings of Hell had come in person, would he possess such crushing majesty and baleful might?!
If this general deliberately made trouble for them, none of them would survive today!
Before Hua Jiunan could think further, the opposing general suddenly raised his battle saber high.
Under Eighth Master Chang’s despairing gaze, several thousand archers and crossbowmen drew their weapons, nocked arrows, and aimed forward in movements as perfectly coordinated as one person.
When the general brought his saber down, nearly ten thousand Hundred-Battle Warrior Spirits released a heaven-shaking roar.
“The General is mighty! Kill! Kill! Kill!”
Arrows fell like rain, screaming sharply as they blotted out the sky and shot toward Hua Jiunan and the others.
Eighth Master Chang wailed mournfully,
“We’re finished! Eighth Master is really going to die this time!”
Although trapped in a desperate situation, Eighth Master Chang did not forget Chang Huaiyuan’s instructions and still risked his life to protect Hua Jiunan.
He coiled his body into a tight mass, completely enclosing the others at its center.