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Chapter 485: The Three Great Mystical Arts (Third Watch)
Chapter 485: The Three Great Mystical Arts (Third Watch)
"Have you seen the power of the Meng Clan?"
In Hu Ma's ears, the resentful words of the second young master of the Meng Clan echoed, "You've pushed me to this extent, and I know I'm already doomed. But you, you'll accompany me in serving the ancestors..."
"This is the price of offending the Meng Clan, this is the identity of the Meng Clan members..."
"..."
It was as if a thousand faces were staring at Hu Ma, each with a different voice whispering in his mind, but the loudest was that of the second young master of the Meng Clan.
In Hu Ma's hallucination, the second young master had transformed into a distant figure on a burial robe, yet he still exuded arrogance and hatred, as if his final words were a vent for his loathing of Hu Ma.
The noise was irritating, but Hu Ma didn't want to listen to his voice at all. In his dizziness, he saw several familiar faces on the burial robe, looking at him with concern. It seemed as if they were speaking, urging him to leave quickly. Hu Ma even saw them struggling, trying to break free from the burial robe to help him escape.
However, they had long become a part of the burial robe, and their struggles were futile and pointless.
Hu Ma felt agitated and powerless in his heart. If it weren't for the existence of the Vital Spirit Temple, he felt that he couldn't even think straight, as his divine soul had already crumbled before this mysterious entity.
Amidst the annoying noise, the entity that had descended upon the second young master of the Meng Clan revealed a faintly bizarre gaze, hinting at greed. Slowly, it extended its slender and long fingers towards Hu Ma, trembling slightly.
Facing those fingers, Hu Ma had an instinct to flee, but what dominated his body was the raging anger within. He borrowed the power of the Vital Spirit Temple to maintain his thinking, and with this anger, he managed to keep his body from collapsing.
Perhaps there was still some strength left in his body...
This strength allowed Hu Ma to turn around and take large strides to escape, the further away from this ghostly thing, the better.
However, the sadness and anger deep in his bloodline compelled Hu Ma to focus all his attention. Slowly, he raised the knife in his hand and pointed it fiercely at the second young master of the Meng Clan, or rather, at the ancestor of the Meng Clan.
Although he had already entered the Meng Clan's New Year Watch and undergone a body renewal, there seemed to be some ancient power buried deep within his bloodline, allowing him to truly enter this world and harbor hatred for certain things...
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"I had to exert all my strength to retrieve this item from the Old Yin Mountain Fox Coffin Village, intending to use it as my life-saving treasure. I never expected to need it here first..."
At the same time, Er Guotou sighed softly, reaching into his sleeve and pulling out something resembling a compass. On it were the characters Ding Ji Xin Gui, the heavenly stems and earthly branches, as well as Wu Wei Shen You, mountains and rivers. It looked ancient and somewhat damaged.
Originally, the heavenly stems and earthly branches on this item were divided into two halves, one for him and the other for the White Wine Lady. After successfully completing several major tasks, the White Wine Lady no longer needed it, so she returned it to him.
This was undoubtedly his most precious treasure, a life-saving item, rumored to be related to the long-lost ancestor of the Ghost Walker Sect. He had endured countless hardships to obtain it from the Fox Coffin Village and nearly lost his life there. Thankfully, Old Bai Gan helped deliver a message, allowing him to keep his life.
"I relied on you to obtain it, and now I'm using it to save your life. It seems fair, doesn't it?"
Er Guotou sighed with a sense of helplessness, marveling at the wonders of fate and the good fortune of Old Bai Gan.
He had cherished this treasure so much, fearing that others might steal it, that he always carried it with him. Otherwise, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.
This was also a manifestation of the small-mindedness of reincarnators, always worrying about their identities being exposed and ready to abandon everything and flee at a moment's notice. Naturally, they would keep their most precious possessions with them at all times.
In contrast, in a deep forest, a white cat slowly made its way through the trees. At times, it transformed into a woman wearing a white dress, with a cold expression and indifferent features. Other times, it became a seven-tailed white cat.
When in human form, she gently calculated with her fingers, constantly recording the surrounding directions. Her steps quickened, and in a moment of distraction, it seemed as if the entire forest was filled with this white-clad woman, pulling out red threads and weaving the entire forest together.
Tiny, delicate bells were threaded onto the red strings.
As her figure flickered and blurred, the shadow of the white cat reappeared. Its eyes narrowed into a vertical slit, and the copper bell tied around its neck gently chimed, as if an ancient incantation was slowly spreading throughout the forest.
Further south, a man in a white robe, holding a lantern, slowly sat down cross-legged. In front of him was a black leather drum.
He almost ignored the Yin Soldiers, who were less than a mile away and exuded a terrifying aura. Instead, he stared at the direction where the mysterious energy was emanating, and a hint of fanaticism flashed in his usually indifferent eyes.
"This world still has some interesting things..."
He set aside the flute in his hand and picked up two black leg bones, using them as drumsticks to gently strike the drum.
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"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Hu Ma raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Meng Jia Er Gongzi, a resolute determination growing in his heart.
However, the gap between him and Meng Jia Er Gongzi's power was still too vast.
Even with the preparations made around him, he wasn't sure what the outcome would be if this battle were to truly begin.
Meng Jia Er Gongzi, or rather, the power he possessed, clearly didn't take Hu Ma seriously, as his empty eyes occasionally revealed the jealousy and mockery of Meng Jia Er Gongzi, and at other times, the greed of the Ancestor.
But at this moment, as Hu Ma raised his knife, a heavy drumbeat slowly sounded from behind him, slightly south.
The drumbeat was slow and distant, as if an ancient belief was being conveyed through the sound. In an instant, the dark wind in the forest stopped, the vengeful ghosts fell silent, and a powerful aura gradually rose.
Following the drumbeat, Hu Ma's heart seemed to beat in unison, and the entire forest, wherever the sound reached, seemed to resonate with a heavy rhythm.
It was as if the dormant earth beneath them was slowly awakening, the drumbeat growing deeper and slower, like his own breathing. With the sound, even the ever-present oppressive and chilling atmosphere seemed to dissipate significantly.
"Is this a poison bug?"
Hu Ma's heart stirred slightly. "No, this should be a shaman's technique..."
"Whoosh!"
Following the drumbeat, Er Guotou, seated cross-legged on the mountain peak to Hu Ma's west, placed the compass in front of him, respectfully bowed several times, then lit an incense array beside the compass and planted the black flag he carried with him into the ground.
Taking a deep breath, he looked solemn, placing his right hand into the compass and slowly rotating it.
The black flag standing beside him suddenly unfurled in the wind, and the burning incense array grew more intense, the smoke billowing and spreading in all directions.
Boom!
As the compass turned, Hu Ma felt the world spin, as if the earth beneath him was shaking. Suddenly, the stars shifted, and the directions changed, with east becoming west and west becoming south.
"Hmm?"
As this change occurred, even Meng Jia Er Gongzi, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the center of the field, seemed to sense something amiss. He stopped in his tracks, and the greed and jealousy on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of confusion as he raised his head to gaze at the deep night sky.
"Yin-Yang Nourishment, Hundred Veins Flourishing, All Demons Surrender, Ten Thousand Generals Follow Form."
At the same time, to the southeast, the White Wine Lady, dressed in a white skirt, was calculating while slowly raising her slender jade hand adorned with a jade green bracelet. A hint of cold ridicule flashed across her cold face.
"Since it's already dead, why bother coming to the mortal realm to show off?"
The next moment, she pulled out a light white veil from her other sleeve and tossed it into the air, where it quickly spread out.
The crisscrossing red threads in the forest gently moved, causing the white veil to follow their path and rapidly spread, instantly blocking all sight and severing all perception.
At Hu Ma's current location, he suddenly felt as if an ethereal haze was rising from the ground in all directions, gradually ascending until it obscured half the sky, blending with the night, leaving him unsure of his own whereabouts.
"What is this?"
As these changes occurred, even Meng Jia Er Gongzi's expression changed to one of anger and hatred, with a hint of fear and confusion.
He had originally felt like the center of the entire world after summoning the Ancestor, but at this moment, he seemed to fall into deep confusion.
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"Everyone's showing their true skills..."
Hu Ma felt three different directions, each with a technique that seemed capable of altering heaven and earth, and his heart was filled with excitement. The pressure he had felt earlier instantly dissipated, and he even smiled coldly as he looked ahead.
He wasn't looking at Meng Jia Er Gongzi but at the power he had summoned, his heart filled with hatred that finally had an outlet. He clenched his teeth and said, "Since you've come down..."
"...You might as well take a knife with you!"
(End of Chapter)
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