Chapter 260: The Little Ghost Rides the Head
Chapter 260: The Little Ghost Rides the Head
Scarface Elder had practiced Yin-Yang Nourishment and Lifespan Theft for many years, allowing him to maintain a level of Pure Yang power close to sixty years, but only just.
Yet, when he suddenly saw the young man before him with sixty years of power and youthful vitality, how could he not be shocked?
If he had such proficiency, he would have entered the government office long ago, and why would he have been stuck here for so many years?
He couldn't describe the sudden and jarring shock in his heart at this moment, but it was already too late to give a warning.
As Hu Ma severed the White Bone Whip with his bare hands, the beggars surrounding them had already closed in. In the dim and chaotic light, the scene became chaotic, and they didn't notice what had just happened. They were all using their own skills, attacking the person in the middle.
These beggars were from the Beggar Brotherhood, and not all of them were skilled. However, they knew how to scatter lime and pour dog blood, and some of their sticks had nails attached. A few of them worked together to tear through the net.
When they surrounded him, even someone with great skills would struggle to handle it.
Moreover, Old Lady Cui was extremely cautious about her life, and seeing that someone had broken in to kill, she hastily cast a curse in the midst of her busyness, summoning paper puppets that blended in with the beggars.
This was a well-known tactic in the underworld, known as the Dog-Bashing Array of the Ping Nan Dao Vagrant Brotherhood.
However, they didn't carefully observe that at the moment they closed in, Hu Ma, who had already decided to use his true skills, didn't hesitate at all.
Hu Ma suddenly stood firm, raised his hand to press against his ribs, and let out a low roar. The rolling thunderous sound was like a clap of thunder in the forest, and faintly, it seemed as if a startling thunderclap had exploded within the woods.
Three Pillars Proficiency, Five Thunder Roar!
"Ka..."
This roar directly shocked the beggars surrounding Hu Ma, freezing them in place. Those closest to him were already stunned, blood flowing from their ears, their spirits extinguished, and their breaths stopped—they had been directly killed by the shock.
Those farther away seemed to be shaken to the point of their souls leaving their bodies, forgetting what they were doing, and their sticks froze in mid-air.
The rolling Yin energy, mixed with the paper puppets, was flying towards Hu Ma, but with this roar, it suddenly spread outward. The paper puppets, light as feathers, flew outward and, in mid-air, caught fire, resembling floating ghost flames before scattering to the ground.
"Ka..."
The two remaining vessels in front of Old Lady Cui suddenly developed cracks.
She was as if seeing a ghost, turning her head in shock. The roar also shook her, making her dizzy and fearful. Instinctively, she felt an intense terror: "What happened?"
"Learning skills but not being able to use them freely is also a torment..."
At that moment, Hu Ma also sighed softly, using his Three Pillars Proficiency and Five Thunder Roar, giving him an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
His true proficiency was Three Pillars, with each pillar representing twenty years of Pure Yang power. Three pillars meant sixty years, a full cycle.
This was the highest limit that countless practitioners in various sects could achieve.
Not only was breaking through the Three Pillars Proficiency a major hurdle, but even reaching and maintaining this level was an extremely difficult task for many practitioners, requiring a life of ascetic discipline.
Only someone like Hu Ma, who, even as a child and even when he was a dead man, was forcibly fed with high-grade Blood Meat Pills by his grandmother in a very short time, reaching the level of Three Pillars Proficiency.
Moreover, regardless of cultivation consumption or injuries sustained, he always recovered in the shortest time, like a thousand-forged and hundred-tempered blade, extremely solid.
"Swoosh!"
Using his true proficiency, he no longer held back, and a surge of killing intent rose in his heart.
He suddenly swung his knife, his figure bursting out. He was using the New Year Guardian's skills, but compared to before, it was now several times more ferocious and terrifying.
He didn't need to bother with the closest beggar, who was already dead from the shock. Hu Ma merely moved his body outward, and the heads of several beggars outside were chopped off, rolling on the ground like round balls.
His figure moved swiftly, surrounded by a rolling blood-red aura.
Using his skills, he killed people like cutting grass. Those beggars not killed by the shock were instantly slashed across their faces by his knife.
The blade had rolled back, but it didn't matter; with a little more force, he could still split bones.
"Where did this ferocious man come from?"
Scarface Elder and Old Lady Cui were shocked to the point of their souls scattering upon seeing Hu Ma break through the encirclement.
They didn't particularly care about the lives of their disciples and grandchildren, but these were still over twenty living people, all killed in an instant.
Even if you were slaughtering chickens, would you not feel soft-hearted after killing twenty of them?
Even if we have ways to harm people, we do it one by one. How did this guy with such a murderous aura appear...
...Who the hell is the real underworld expert here?
As they were thinking this, they saw Hu Ma, surrounded by a bloody aura, charging out from the dead bodies on the ground. In the dark shadows, they could vaguely see a cold, sinister smile on his face.
Plop, plop.
The beggars who had been killed by the shock earlier now fell to the ground one after another, like silent wooden stakes, moved by the wind from Hu Ma's movement.
"Not good!"
The scar-faced elder and Old Lady Cui's expressions finally changed, and without a moment's hesitation, the scar-faced elder turned and fled towards the edge of the forest.
But who would have thought that Hu Ma would unleash his true skills, not giving the elder a chance to escape. He used the Ghost Ascending Stair technique, and in an instant, he closed the distance, slashing the elder's back with a knife. A metallic clanging sound rang out as the blade struck, leaving a gash on the knife.
"This old thing actually knows the art of invulnerability?"
Hu Ma's eyes turned red with rage, not even caring about the pain in his own knife, he wanted to fiercely slash the elder again, to see how long he could endure.
The scar-faced elder stumbled from the blow, but he quickly turned around, mustering his courage. He relied on his longevity to protect himself and fought back with his bare hands against Hu Ma.
Although he was afraid and wanted to escape, his skills were not fake. In his panic, he was slashed by Hu Ma several times, but it was as if he were truly invulnerable. Sparks flew from the knife, yet he remained unharmed.
"Brother Hu Ma, I'm coming..."
Just then, Little Red Tang, who had been watching the whole spectacle, wanting to help but unable to get involved, jumped down from a nearby tree.
She leaped onto the scar-faced elder's neck, covering his eyes with her small hands, while shouting, "Brother Hu Ma, hit him..."
"Good job, Little Red Tang!"
Hu Ma was overjoyed, his little ghost knew how to hurt people.
With the elder's eyes covered, his mind was in chaos. Hu Ma seized the opportunity and slashed at him, tearing open his flesh, leaving a terrifying wound on his chest.
The Longevity Elder was startled, and although he had been afraid before, he wasn't scared of anything. But now, he suddenly lost his courage. He retreated while frantically scratching at his head and shouting, "Quick, Cui's girl, I've been ridden by a little ghost..."
"The spell has been broken..."
"..."
Old Lady Cui was also shocked. She had just noticed the elder's intention to escape, but now they were on the same line, and they could only advance or retreat together.
In their panic, they abandoned the altar, and with a shoe sole in hand, they struck at the elder's head while cursing, "You ignorant little rascal, riding on someone else's head..."
"Dare you insult my Little Red Tang?"
Hu Ma was instantly furious.
He was a bit surprised, too. The little ghost riding someone's neck had actually broken the elder's spell?
Without time to think, Little Red Tang, who was riding the demon's neck, might also be vulnerable to the demon's countermeasures against ghosts. If she wasn't careful, she could be at a disadvantage.
With a 'swish', the Mountain Splitter technique was unleashed, forcing the demon forward. Hu Ma kicked up a cloud of mud and sand, which flew towards Old Lady Cui's face as she held up the shoe sole. Then, he seized the opportunity to stab the elder in the chest, aiming for the heart. He twisted the knife, digging out the heart.
"Oh no..."
The Longevity Elder let out a muffled grunt, staring in disbelief at his gaping chest wound, and slowly collapsed.
Old Lady Cui, wiping the mud and sand from her face, was also shocked. She felt a chill run through her body and threw away the shoe sole, turning to run.
But Little Red Tang, seizing the moment, rushed forward and hugged her legs. Caught off guard, Old Lady Cui stumbled and fell to the ground. Hu Ma rushed over and with all his strength, chopped off her head.
Then, with a flying kick, he struck the last unbroken vessel.
"Crack..."
The vessel shattered, and in the air, a malevolent spirit and Red Lantern Goddess were entangled in combat. The determined Red Lantern Goddess grabbed the spirit and swallowed it alive. Her anger was still palpable as she stood there with disheveled hair and hands on her hips.
After a brief pause, she suddenly realized her appearance and quickly lowered her head to wipe her mouth, glancing around discreetly, fearing that others might see her.
But just then, the red lantern in the air went out and slowly descended to the ground.
"Is it over?"
Hu Ma had slashed Old Lady Cui and immediately grabbed Little Red Tang, checking her carefully, fearing that she might have been injured by the demons when she was close to them earlier.
Little Red Tang usually helped him in fights, but she had never been involved in something so dangerous.
However, upon inspection, he was surprised to find that Little Red Tang was completely unharmed. The blue cloth tied around her wrist, which had been stained with black filth, was slowly disappearing.
"Is it the effect of this blue cloth?"
Hu Ma had a hunch that it might have something to do with the cloth that the Mountain Lord had personally tied around her.
It seemed that this cloth was meant to protect Little Red Tang.
Only now did he relax a little. He patted Little Red Tang's head and sighed, "Thank goodness you were here to help!"
Red Tang, that girl, was truly amazing.
"But..."
He barely had a moment to relax when he quickly jumped up, "There's still something to take care of over there!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath and pulled out the three incense sticks from the incense burner. Instantly, all the living parts of his body transformed into death, just like when he had first arrived in this world.
He became a dead man, and only then did he slowly raise his head to look towards the direction of the altar on the hillside.
(End of Chapter)
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