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Chapter 349: The Hu Clan's Heirloom (Third Watch)
Chapter 349: The Hu Clan's Heirloom (Third Watch)
At the moment Hu Ma bowed three times, several hundred miles away in the depths of Old Yin Mountain, the village of the bereaved souls was filled with wailing spirits crying at the moon.
On the stone platform within the village, the stone chest tightly bound by iron chains suddenly began to buzz and tremble incessantly.
The malevolent spirits and ghosts within the village sensed this and cried out, scattering in all directions, wanting to escape. But at that moment, the four Gate Guardian Stones surrounding the village emitted a faint glow, as if four golden-armored generals had appeared, gazing into the village and suppressing all abnormal movements.
In Greenstone Town, in front of Yellow Dog Village, Hu Ma saw the shadow of his grandmother dissipate, and a peculiar emotion arose within him.
Even though the Mountain Lord had assured him that this method would work, he still felt a bit anxious. Inheriting the Hu Clan's legacy was inevitable, but would it really be as smooth as he had hoped?
Reincarnates feared the Ten Clans, yet he was determined to approach them. Was this not a suicidal act in essence?
However, after seeing his grandmother's shadow, he suddenly felt that he had worried too much.
It had been two years since his grandmother rescued and cared for him. He had to admit that he was initially touched by her dedication, but as time passed, he occasionally felt a sense of unease. He felt less close to his grandmother than to Xiao Hong Tang, let alone the identity of the Hu Clan.
He decided to inherit the Hu Clan's legacy because he realized that even if he didn't, there was no escaping his fate. So, he took a step forward and embraced his destiny.
But what about emotions?
Besides sharing the same surname, what other connection did he have with the Hu Clan? This subtle emotion, however, vanished the moment he saw his grandmother.
When she heard that he wanted to borrow the heirloom and planned to kill the Five Sins Demon, she didn't ask any questions or express any doubts. Her eyes were filled with endless joy.
She simply believed that the Hu Clan's descendant had grown up and was finally taking action.
Perhaps he truly was a descendant of the Hu Clan, having forgotten some things and remembered others.
He let out a low sigh, then slowly raised his head. He noticed that the wind in front of him had become unusually fierce.
The wind seemed to carry an aura of authority, almost knocking him down. But he knew this was a critical moment, so he stood firm, his eyes fixed on the night ahead.
As the night deepened, it seemed to transform into a thick tide, and within its impenetrable depths, something unusual was approaching.
Thud, thud, thud!
Hu Ma heard heavy vibrations in his ears, each one like an earthquake.
He strained to look ahead, and as the vibrations drew closer, he saw a golden glow emanating from the dark night, like a tide.
Then, the golden light intensified, and two golden-armored warriors appeared, striding through the night. Their golden armor shimmered, dispelling the eerie atmosphere of the dark night. The wandering spirits and ghosts around them had no chance to escape and instantly turned into wisps of smoke.
The vibrations he heard were the footsteps of these warriors. Each extended a hand, and together, they lifted a black box and carried it step by step towards Hu Ma, placing it heavily in front of him.
"You've indeed borrowed it. Is this the Hu Clan's heirloom?"
Hu Ma suppressed his excitement and bowed in gratitude to the two golden-armored warriors.
But they said nothing, merely setting down the box. One held a halberd, and the other a battle-ax, standing on either side to guard the stone chest.
"Clatter!"
The chains binding the stone chest suddenly fell away.
Hu Ma could sense the power emanating from the box, a force that struck fear into his heart. This was a possession of the Hu Clan and rightfully his as well.
However, as he faced the stone chest, an instinctual urge to flee arose within him. Perhaps it was the part of him that was a reincarnate, subconsciously fearing the contents of the box.
But wasn't this a situation he couldn't avoid? Shouldn't he take this opportunity to find out if it was a blessing or a curse, instead of waiting until he entered the bereaved village and officially used the heirloom to take this risk?
He clenched his teeth, his expression solemn, and slowly, he lifted the lid of the box, inch by inch.
"Huff!"
A burst of indescribable, powerful wind rushed towards him.
It wasn't the sinister wind brought by malevolent spirits, nor the malevolent energy of the Five Sins Deity. Instead, it was a dignified and awe-inspiring force that made one's heart tremble with respect, instantly dispelling any dark thoughts.
Hu Ma's vision had improved significantly since his past life, but even so, he had to pause to clearly see the object within the box.
It was a pitch-black, heavy brass mace, adorned with tiger claws and human faces in the form of Pixiu patterns. These patterns were inlaid with a cinnabar-like substance, and the cinnabar itself seemed to be alive.
The object was round at the top and square at the bottom, divided into nine sections. It was one zhang and eight chi long, as thick as a human arm, and lay quietly in the chest. Yet, one could sense the heavy and profound aura emanating from it.
"This... is the Hu Clan's heirloom?"
Hu Ma didn't examine the black brass mace closely. When he had first seen this mace, any doubts he had harbored in his heart had vanished. Facing the mace, he felt a heavy oppression in his soul and a strong sense of familiarity.
It was as if something in his bloodline resonated with the mace, and he could even sense his body yearning to pick it up.
So, Hu Ma took a deep breath, reached into the chest, grasped the mace's handle, and slowly lifted it.
He couldn't budge it.
The mace appeared incredibly heavy, and when he tried to lift it, it seemed even heavier than it looked. Hu Ma's strength was insufficient to lift it, let alone move it.
But at this moment, Hu Ma raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, with a low roar, he unleashed all three pillars of his Dao cultivation. His body, tempered by the New Year Guard's techniques, suddenly burst forth with all its might.
Even Hu Ma himself didn't know how much strength he had exerted in that moment.
He rarely needed to use all his strength for anything these days.
But now, facing this brass mace, he had exhausted all his power, finally grasping the handle and slowly lifting the mace out of the chest.
He lifted it inch by inch, removing it from the black chest.
However, he could only manage to lift it with great difficulty, and attempting to raise it was out of the question. As he lifted the mace out of the stone chest, his strength as a New Year Guard reached its limit, and the mace suddenly slipped from his grasp, falling straight to the ground.
"Bang!"
In that instant, it seemed as if all of Mingzhou Prefecture trembled.
It wasn't an actual tremor but rather a sudden shock to the spirits, causing dizziness and blurred vision. Even Xiao Hong Tang, watching from a distance, fell on her bottom, rubbing her nose in a daze, staring at the mace.
The moment the mace hit the ground, it stood upright, its nine sections colliding and vibrating, creating a sound like the roar of some ferocious beast. A solemn and imposing aura spread out in all directions.
In that instant, the wailing ghosts and vengeful spirits from various places were all dispersed by this overwhelming pressure.
In the Yellow Dog Village, the little demons that had been brought by the Five Sins evil ghosts and then startled by the black-robed officers, scurrying into various corners, now fell to the ground, crushed into meat patties, and gradually disappeared.
At the same time, on Zhang Aogu's altar, the straw man was on the verge of catching fire, but she was helpless to stop it. The Five Sins evil ghost's cultivation was too profound for her to summon.
If not for the ghost's caution, she might have been consumed by its malevolent energy.
Just as she was about to reach her limit, the smiling Seventh Auntie beside her seemed concerned and called out, "Elder Daughter, just a little more effort!"
Seventh Auntie had no idea what was happening; she was just encouraging Zhang Aogu, sensing her waning strength.
But this shout truly gave Zhang Aogu determination. The fear and hardships she had endured for ten years after her mother's murder a decade ago rose to the surface, and she was no longer afraid of backlash.
Even if there was backlash, she wanted the ghost to come into the altar.
With a loud shout, the black bone she held in her hand was crushed, the sound echoing in the altar, "Evil ghost, come into the altar and speak to me..."
"Huff!"
In that instant, the oil lamp in front of Zhang Aogu, which was about to go out, suddenly blazed brightly, illuminating the surroundings. A strong wind blew from all directions, and a solemn and solemn voice seemed to echo faintly.
The night became incredibly heavy, so heavy that it seemed to create illusions. A tall and chilling aura slowly appeared behind Zhang Aogu's altar.
As she was the one who had set up the altar, she didn't need to turn around to sense the changes behind her. She saw a tall and majestic temple-like structure with a high roof and heavy, ancient black doors.
In front of the doors, two fierce and sinister guardian beasts seemed to emit a cold, malevolent light from their eyes.
The next moment, the long-sealed black doors slowly and heavily opened a crack, and a faint, awe-inspiring voice could be heard.
"The Exorcism Bureau is open, to slay evil and vanquish malevolence!"
"..."
In the next instant, a dark, blackened imperial seal was thrown out from the slightly opened door.
Zhang Aogu was stunned, her heart filled with indescribable excitement. The words "The Exorcism Bureau is open?" echoed in her mind.
(End of Chapter)
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