Chapter 663: Brother Er Gou
Chapter 663: Brother Er Gou
"Oh no..."
Everything happened so fast that the Meng Family Patriarch was still deliberating whether to directly summon the Great Ancestor when he suddenly saw two more arrows fly from the Spirit Summoning Platform, startling him so much that his soul nearly flew away.
These two arrows were not as grand as the previous ones, and the consequences were not immediately apparent.
However, for Zhang and Meng, it was even more terrifying.
The most frightening aspect of Nightmare Techniques was that sometimes, after the opponent performed the technique, you wouldn't even know what they were doing.
You'd know they had cast a technique, but before the nightmare appeared, you could only passively wait for the result, constantly on edge. And in this world, there were no shortage of malevolent Daoists who, after casting a technique, would deliberately inform the main family and proactively come to apologize.
Now, the two of them felt their hearts racing, afraid yet unsure of what to fear.
The Meng Family Patriarch immediately turned his head and glanced at the Third Uncle Zhang, seeing the confusion on his face, he knew that he didn't understand either. He hummed heavily in his heart and shouted, "Among the malevolent techniques in this world, each has its own backlash!"
"Malevolent techniques are different from others. With each casting, three parts of the effort are focused on harming others, and seven parts are used to prevent backlash. So, no matter how powerful it is, it can't be used frequently."
"After each casting, you need to rest for ten or half a month before you can cast again, but this..."
"...This malevolent spirit has cast five arrows in a row, what's going on?"
"..."
"How can a malevolent spirit be measured by common sense?"
The Third Uncle Zhang also anxiously shouted, "Brother, you already promised the Zhang Family, what are we waiting for?"
"The previous arrows, the Zhang Family could still withstand, but if he does it again..."
"..."
"Understood!"
The Meng Family Patriarch also understood the gravity of the situation. He had his thoughts, waiting for the malevolent spirit to cast more techniques, allowing the Noble Zhang to pay a small price.
But that was only if he could understand the situation. Now that he couldn't comprehend it, he dared not take the risk, fearing that the other party would cause trouble for the Meng Family, even though he knew that summoning the Great Ancestor now would likely become a joke later. But he had no choice.
He took a quick step forward, stepped out of the Dharma Boat, and pulled out a green incense stick from his sleeve.
Holding it with both hands, he pushed the Golden Mountain and overturned the Jade Pillar, kneeling down with his whole body. Then, holding the incense in both hands, he raised it high and said, "I beseech the Great Ancestor to open his eyes and slay the vile beast!"
"Swoosh!"
Seeing that the Meng Family Patriarch had truly summoned the Great Ancestor, the Third Uncle Zhang was both surprised and delighted.
He quickly turned his back and didn't dare to look back.
All around, countless Ghost Kings and Generals felt an extremely heavy and terrifying crisis as the Meng Family Patriarch raised the incense stick. Even the Hu Ma on the stone platform was forgotten.
In the dark and gloomy Netherworld, piece by piece, group by group, various weapons were placed on the ground, and they silently kowtowed.
In the City of the Wrongly Dead, the vengeful ghosts that had just been awakened by Dragon Well Master seemed to be suppressed, and the cries and surges of resentment weakened.
In the next moment, as the Meng Family Patriarch held the incense, a wisp of green smoke rose. The ancient and ever-present dark clouds in the sky above the Netherworld seemed to shrink, slowly dispersing to both sides.
Deep within the endless clouds, a gigantic eye was revealed, staring down with a chilling gaze.
"Not good!"
Hu Ma on the stone platform was also startled, his body covered in goosebumps.
Even though Dragon Well Master had given him assurances, at this moment, he didn't dare to move, his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to breathe.
The giant hammer in his hand, which had been stained with the blood of countless Meng Family ghost generals, was quietly hidden behind him.
"Ka..."
On the Spirit Summoning Platform, Dragon Well Master also seemed to feel the gaze of the Great Ancestor, looking down upon him from above. At this solemn moment, he dared not take a breath, but he merely smiled coldly, half-turned his body, and said in a low voice,
"Old brother, we meet again..."
"Compared to twenty years ago, you seem...even less human?"
"..."
"Boom!"
At the same time, as the gaze of the Meng Family's Great Ancestor fell upon Dragon Well Master's face, the single exposed eye seemed to have its pupil violently contracted.
In the next instant, the eye that had merely glanced at him seemed to suddenly become tense. In an instant, endless power, following that gaze, poured down like a flood, fierce and terrifying, all landing on his body.
The eye that had only been exposed now struggled to squeeze forward, revealing its entire face.
Although its expression was blank, its appearance seemed eager to squeeze its entire body forward.
"How could this be?"
In the surrounding wilderness, no one dared to speak, and they didn't even dare to think, fearing attracting disaster.
Only the Meng Family Patriarch felt the most clearly, his heart pounding, and he shouted, "Great Ancestor, why does it seem like you're angry?"
"His...his gaze, if it were a little more intense, I fear I wouldn't be able to withstand it..."
"..."
The power of a Soul-Bearer was almost limitless, depending on who they bowed to.
But with each borrowed power, a certain amount of consumption was required, and this was also fate, unchangeable.
The Meng Family Patriarch only lit one incense stick, but unexpectedly, the Greatestor Ancestor was too proactive, causing even him to struggle to withstand the pressure.
However, at that moment, the Life Spirit Temple above his head, which had long been dilapidated, suddenly emitted a purple light, flickering between brightness and darkness. It illuminated the Life Spirit Temple with exceptional clarity and reality, momentarily blocking the Greatestor's gaze.
The next moment, he turned around and continued preparing his sixth arrow, his face pale, almost translucent.
But a smile still curved his lips, "When old friends meet, why not stay a little longer?"
"Without you, how could I have the strength to shoot this sixth arrow?"
"..."
"..."
"Something's wrong..."
The Third Uncle of the Zhang Family suddenly realized something and, mustering his courage, took a look.
This glance almost drove him to the brink of collapse. Everyone knew the power of the Meng Family's Greatestor, and the weight of his gaze was unbearable for anyone. But this time, he saw the Dragon Well Master calmly preparing the sixth arrow, and his heart suddenly understood.
"He..."
With all his might, he shouted, "That malevolent spirit is borrowing strength, using the power of the Meng Family's Greatestor to cast a nightmare technique..."
"Hmm?"
The Meng Family Patriarch also noticed this and abruptly looked up, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.
The Greatestor's gaze was deadly, and yet, the malevolent spirit on the Spirit Summoning Platform was withstanding it?
He didn't know what changes this would bring, as it had never happened before.
But he also sensed something amiss, even feeling the pressure above him lighten slightly. This was because the Greatestor was so focused on the malevolent spirit that he had no time to pay attention to himself.
At this moment, he also had no time to spare, unsure if the malevolent spirit could truly withstand the Greatestor's gaze or if it would be annihilated in the next instant. He also didn't know if the malevolent spirit truly had the ability to borrow strength for its nightmare technique.
In his panic, he quickly looked up and shouted, "Quick, quick, dismantle that stone platform..."
As he shouted, he saw that his subordinates were not reacting fast enough, and even he himself jumped down from the wooden boat. Being a ghostly body, he quickly enlarged himself, swinging his wide sleeves to strike, not at Hu Ma, but directly at the stone platform, smashing it heavily.
Dismantle the stone platform!
Only by dismantling the stone platform could they leave the opponents without a foundation, allowing the two malevolent spirits to be instantly crushed by the Greatestor.
Now, he regretted not dismantling the stone platform first, instead of inviting the Greatestor.
Of course, this was hindsight. Before this scene unfolded, he had never imagined that the Greatestor's gaze could be blocked, let alone held back!
...
...
Boom!
The Meng Family Patriarch personally took action, dismantling the stone platform at an unimaginable speed.
Piece by piece, the stone platform crumbled from below, falling into the City of the Wrongly Dead and transforming into strands of purple qi. Surprisingly, they gathered into pools of water, forming streams of purple qi, which flowed together to create a lake beneath the stone platform.
Compared to the purple Great Guardian that Hu Ma and the Dragon Well Master had just touched, the number of these had increased by hundreds, if not thousands of times. All of it was wasted, seeping into the City of the Wrongly Dead.
Previously, when dismantling the stone platform, they had let the little ghosts consume it, and afterwards, they could still retrieve those purple Great Guardians.
Naturally, the process was slow.
But now, he was willing to waste these countless purple Great Guardians to quickly dismantle the stone platform and put an end to this matter.
"Hmm?"
On the stone platform, Hu Ma also felt the ground beneath his feet becoming lighter and less solid, which startled him.
Without the stone platform, he would be defenseless against the Meng Family.
The most crucial thing was that on this stone platform, the Dragon Well Master had left him a path. By following this path, he could directly reach the bridge and avoid the Meng Family. But now, with the stone platform being dismantled, the Ten Doors of Wrath would disappear, and this path would naturally vanish too.
Was he supposed to flee immediately?
Not only the Meng Family Patriarch but also his subordinates, the ghost soldiers and generals, reacted and rushed over. As the platform crumbled faster, a chilling ghostly wind blew around them. Suddenly, a talisman began to burn beside him.
It was the life-saving green talisman that Er Gou had given him. Originally, it was meant for when he had no way out, allowing Er Gou to rescue him.
But at this moment, the talisman silently ignited on its own.
Accompanied by the dim green talisman light, a command flag suddenly appeared and fell on one corner of the stone platform.
"Shua, shua, shua, shua!"
In the next instant, more command flags appeared one after another, forming a ghost altar that protected Hu Ma within.
Even the stone platform itself was encircled by the command flags, halting its collapse.
Following closely behind was a figure in a black robe descending from the sky, sweeping his wide sleeves to repel the countless ghost soldiers and generals who had rushed to the platform.
"Who else is there?"
The figure turned around, revealing thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a bushy beard—it was Brother Er Gou. He stood in front of Hu Ma, glaring in all directions, and shouted, "Who dares to bully my little brother?"
(End of Chapter)
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