Chapter 480: Journey to the Netherworld
Chapter 480: Journey to the Netherworld
As the complaints were muttered, the Meng Family's Grand Attendant and the small ghosts carrying the palanquin were already in a state of disarray. The little ghosts, illuminated by the golden light, screamed in agony as their yin energy dissipated inch by inch.
Just moments ago, the area was enveloped in a formidable yin energy, but now, even getting close was out of the question.
The Grand Attendant, being a living person, was even more terrified. When he encountered the Monkey Wine, he reacted swiftly by tearing off his sleeve, and later, without hesitation, severed his own palm. But now, he felt an increasing sensation of pain and itching all over his body.
After just one encounter, he felt like his body was on fire, with burning and throbbing sensations all over. The more he tried to pat and extinguish the flames, the more they seemed to spread, as if his entire body had caught an invisible fire.
At this moment, he could no longer worry about Hu Ma. Ignoring everything else, he let out a low growl and charged forward, unleashing a fierce palm strike with a tricky force directly at the Monkey Wine who was holding the lantern. He didn't care about himself; he just wanted to kill the shaman first.
Hu Ma, seeing this, gritted his teeth and drew his sword, preparing to step forward and intercept the attack.
He had just been complaining about the Monkey Wine, clearly a master of witchcraft, who instead of hiding to poison people, had suddenly appeared.
Unexpectedly, as the Grand Attendant's palm strike approached, the Monkey Wine and the lantern in his hand shattered into pieces under the force of the strike.
But after the lantern shattered, the Monkey Wine did not disappear. Instead, he transformed into four figures, each holding a lantern, with one hand resting on their back, and they stared coldly at the Grand Attendant.
The surrounding small ghosts, who were initially agitated and eager to charge forward, were now even more distressed by the lantern's light. Even the senior maid who was preparing to come forward and help, retreated far away, afraid to get close.
"Demon, show yourself!"
The Grand Attendant, filled with anger, stomped on the ground and displayed several of his best moves, intending to force the shaman to reveal their true body so he could kill them.
But in his confused state, he only saw more and more lanterns surrounding him, piling up one by one, each pushing closer to him. Yet, when he tried to strike out, he couldn't even catch a glimpse of a shadow.
"What is he doing?"
Hu Ma was shocked. In his eyes, there was only one Monkey Wine, but the Grand Attendant's attacks were directed everywhere, tearing off his own flesh and severing his own arm, yet not striking the Monkey Wine.
"Come for me."
The Monkey Wine spoke calmly, "Shamans of witchcraft usually avoid direct confrontation and often hide. But I'm too lazy to hide, so I've also developed some techniques."
"If you don't want to be found, just blind them, right?"
"..."
"Damn..."
Hu Ma was at a loss for words. He took a deep breath and immediately realized that the Grand Attendant was no longer a threat.
After all, he wasn't a New Year Watch expert, and his tough exterior couldn't withstand such severe injuries. He was undoubtedly doomed.
If it were anyone else fighting against a poison master, the longer the fight dragged on, the more dangerous it would be for the poison master. There was a chance that someone could remove the poison from the insect or find a weakness and locate the poison master. But the Monkey Wine was different from other poison masters.
His poison was ever-changing, and he could adjust it at any time, making it impossible to guard against.
Confidently leaving this place to the Monkey Wine, Hu Ma drew his sword, his killing intent surging as he once again rushed towards the Meng Family's second young master.
"Quickly, quickly send the young master away..."
But the reaction on the other side was no slower. As soon as the Monkey Wine appeared and the small ghosts were driven away, the Grand Attendant went crazy, harming himself. At that moment, the two senior maids, one living and one dead, cried out in unison.
They exchanged a glance, and the living one called out "Sister" to the dead one. Then, holding a bone sword, they charged towards Hu Ma...
...and at that moment, she intentionally avoided the area illuminated by the Monkey Wine's lantern.
The dead maid, with a ghostly gaze, looked at her sister and quickly called the small ghosts to come and lift the palanquin, which then floated away in a dark wind.
"Not good..."
Hu Ma clenched his teeth and rushed forward, his vicious blade slicing the living maid who tried to delay him in half. He then took large strides towards the palanquin.
As a Mansion Guardian, he used the Ghost Ascension Technique, moving at a rapid pace. But how could he compare to the speed of a real ghost? In an instant, the palanquin, carried by the dark wind, had already traveled several dozen zhang away.
This was the skill of the small ghosts in carrying the palanquin.
Hu Ma had seen this before when he sent Xiang Yatou back to Anzhou and encountered Cui Ganniang, who also possessed this skill.
But the ghosts Cui Ganniang used were far inferior to those of the Meng Family.
After fighting for so long, could he have escaped?
Clenching his teeth, he followed behind, only to see the distance between them growing. By his side, Ma Ye, although severely injured, was trying his best to stand up, fearing that the dangerous Meng Family members would get away from him.
But it was all in vain; even without injuries, he could only move at a normal horse's speed. Even if he could carry someone, he wouldn't be able to catch up...
Just as Hu Ma was filled with anxiety, a cool breeze blew through the Stone Horse Town and the Main Mansion.
On the old elm tree, the branches swayed gently again, and something dropped. This time, it was the pair of boots.
Hu Ma, who was chasing eagerly, was surprised to see a pair of eerie boot shadows appear on his feet, and the next moment, he felt a gust of wind beneath his feet. Clearly, he saw a flat and open path ahead.
The mountain path was rugged, with cliffs and precipices, but with these boots, he felt like he was treading on the wind.
His figure suddenly sped up like lightning and rushed forward.
"What?"
In front of him, the Yin Maid led a group of little ghosts, supporting a palanquin, and quickly floated forward.
They were all silent now, and even dared not look at the young master of the Meng family in the palanquin.
As a member of the prestigious Meng family, one of the Ten Surnames, it was a great humiliation to suffer such a defeat, losing soldiers and generals, and fleeing in disarray. They couldn't imagine what kind of ridicule they would face afterward.
However, to their surprise, they suddenly felt a surge of malevolent qi approaching from behind. When they turned around, they were so terrified that their souls seemed to fly away. Could they not escape even in flight?
"Enter the Netherworld, borrow the ghostly path..."
The Yin Maid made a quick decision and shouted, leading the way. Her already blurry figure rushed forward and transformed into a ghostly mist, floating in the boundary between Yin and Yang, as if opening a door.
The little ghosts dared not hesitate and surrounded the palanquin, rushing into the opening and disappearing.
"Hmm?"
Hu Ma, who was chasing from behind, saw a cloud of mist in the distance. The palanquin carried by the little ghosts ahead of him suddenly disappeared into the mist, and he was shocked, guessing that they might have used some mysterious technique.
The Meng family had the ability to seal the Netherworld and intercept the little ghost messenger of the One Cent Sect. Naturally, they also had the ability to borrow the ghostly path, but he didn't know how...
"Damn..."
But as he hurried along, he didn't notice that just as he was chasing after the second young master of the Meng family over mountains and valleys, a dark mist appeared on the opposite mountain peak.
A man in a black robe with a square face and a thin build emerged from the mist, holding a black pennant. He breathed deeply and waved his hand to disperse the smoke, as if he was still shaken.
"Damn, traveling on the Netherworld's path is really dangerous. Who would've thought that someone has such power to even seal the Netherworld's path?"
"I've been too scared to come out for half a day..."
"I hope what Old Bai Gan said is indeed important; otherwise, it won't be worth the risk I took..."
"..."
As he muttered to himself, he also looked around, knowing that he should be near Stone Horse Town. Before he could examine his surroundings, he suddenly heard the sound of a dark wind blowing from the opposite mountain.
He saw the palanquin being carried by the little ghosts in front and also spotted Hu Ma chasing after them.
At this moment, Hu Ma's figure was still partially hidden by the fire basin, making it difficult to discern his appearance. Only when he got closer or spoke would someone familiar with him be able to identify him.
But this person stared intently, and his heart was filled with surprise: "How does this kid have such skills?"
His heart was filled with astonishment, but he also noticed the young master of the Meng family being chased. The young master looked disheveled, without any status banners, and had only two or three little ghosts with him. Moreover, his Yin energy was faint, clearly not someone of great importance, which put his mind at ease.
Seeing that the other party had opened the door and borrowed the ghostly path, he was also startled and couldn't help but wave the flag in his hand. He quickly chanted a curse and pointed forward:
"Haha, the order of Yin and Yang, the boundary of life and death, mortal grudges, who dares to borrow the path of the Netherworld?"
"..."
"Sizzle..."
The figure of the Meng family's young master had just rushed into the mist, and his figure became blurry, almost imperceptible. Hu Ma was anxious, but to his surprise, they came out again.
And at this moment, they seemed even more panicked than before, even a bit confused: "The Meng family can seal others' ghostly paths, but damn it, this is the first time I've encountered them sealing their own ghostly path..."
Hu Ma, both surprised and delighted, followed the sound and looked towards the figure on the mountain holding the small flag. He was both shocked and pleased, shouting loudly: "Great! It's me, hurry up and take action, don't let this Meng family young master escape..."
"..."
"I recognized you a while ago..."
The figure on the mountain also laughed and waved the order banner in his hand, summoning rolling dark thunder towards the person in the palanquin: "He won't escape. This Meng family only has a few little ghosts..."
"Wait, who are you chasing? And which Meng family?"
"..."
"Of course, it's the Shadow Bridge Meng family!"
Hu Ma rushed over with a fierce aura emanating from his blade. He shouted loudly, "Today, I will make him leave his life here!"
"Damn..."
The second pothead, who had just been waving the order banner excitedly, suddenly went weak in the knees and fell to the ground.
(End of Chapter)
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