Twilight's Threshold Chapter 718: Year Guard's Battle with the Spirit Foe - Novel Cool

Chapter 718: Year Guard's Battle with the Spirit Foe

Chapter 718: Year Guard's Battle with the Spirit Foe

"As a junior in the jianghu, what you're doing is impolite."

Hu Ma's stern rebuke showed no mercy, causing even Zhao San Yi and the others to tense up. However, to their surprise, the person who entered from outside the woods didn't seem bothered. With a slight frown on her calm face, wrapped in white mourning attire, she said, "You should have guessed my identity by now!"

"I've come with the Meng family's sincerity. Just tell me where the Young Master of the Hu family is, and I have something to say to him."

"..."

"Jianghu affairs should be resolved in jianghu. I'm returning to my village for the New Year, but you all keep showing up at my door..."

Hu Ma's expression darkened as he coldly said, "Not even presenting a notice is already impolite. This time, the Meng family took the first move. What do you expect me to say now?"

These words embarrassed Zhao San Yi and Zhou Tingxiao, causing their faces to redden.

They had come directly without presenting a notice or bringing anything.

Chen A Bao, on the other hand, was shameless and unconcerned.

Hu Ma continued, "Moreover, if someone from the Hu family wanted to show mercy, they would have revealed themselves by now. Why did you come to me?"

The Spirit Foe's Great Executioner, Cui Ma Gu, seemed to agree with Hu Ma, slowly lowering her head. But soon, she raised it again, her clear and cold face now carrying a resolute expression. "He may not want to see me, but I must meet him."

"In the jianghu, only you, as the Great Executioner, can find the Young Master of the Hu family. If you don't agree, we have no choice but to fight."

Upon hearing this, Zhao San Yi was startled and said, "Aunt Cui, with your status, isn't this against the rules?"

He genuinely felt some sympathy for Hu Ma.

This person is a Year Guard and an outsider, yet they're being disturbed to the point where they can't even celebrate the New Year properly, all because of that damned Young Master of the Hu family...

But his words had no effect on Cui Ma Gu. As she spoke, she took a step forward, saying, "This concerns the Meng family's last bit of fortune. How can I care about rules at a time like this?"

Zhao San Yi was momentarily speechless, unable to respond.

At this moment, Hu Ma smiled and addressed the Spirit Foe's Great Executioner, "Then please!"

Even Cui Ma Gu was slightly taken aback, glancing at him and saying, "You're quite straightforward."

"I don't want to kill you, but I won't show mercy either. If you can't withstand my attacks and are willing to ask the Young Master of the Hu family to come out, then fine. But make your pleas loud enough, or I might not be able to hold back!"

Her voice was gentle, but even in such a situation, she remained composed. However, her actions were swift.

Her hand, wrapped in the white mourning attire, suddenly emerged from beneath her robe, holding a white funeral staff. With precise movements, she struck towards Hu Ma.

Her stance was upright and her aura was deep, resembling the demeanor of a Grandmaster.

The Spirit Foe Sect was skilled in combat, but they often relied on dark and mysterious techniques, rarely displaying such grand and dignified prowess.

As the staff struck, it seemed to compress the surrounding air, causing it to violently contract and then explode. Those nearby felt their hair stand on end as the dark wind pierced through them, and even the towering trees shook, as if wailing in response.

Zhao San Yi and the others beside him had their faces drained of color.

They were disciples of the Ten Surnames, each with their own abilities, capable of suppressing all the lineages.

However, the Great Executioners of each lineage, despite being from the outer branches, often possessed immense personal skills. They were highly respected and treated with utmost courtesy, holding the power of life and death within their sects.

Facing the Spirit Foe's Great Executioner's relentless attack, they might not dare to block it directly, let alone this young Ghost Walker...

...Sigh?

...Has that kid gone mad?

Facing the startling and terrifying strike, Hu Ma's eyes narrowed, seemingly unaware of the consequences. The Punishment Officer's Saber resonated, clashing directly with the funeral staff.

It must be said that his stance exuded a steadfast and mountain-like aura, revealing an extremely solid foundation.

Of course, others were unaware that ever since he gained this bottle master in the Dharma image, his skills had been thoroughly criticized from start to finish.

Hu Ma was irritated by the bottle master's sarcastic remarks, but amidst his anger, he listened to every word.

Taking advantage of the New Year's break, he had planned to teach Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu some skills, also wanting to hear what the bottle master had to say.

As they clashed, his right arm transformed with death energy, and the ghostly aura enhanced his saber technique. He met the funeral staff with the power of his sixty Jiazi cultivation, using the Great Tumbling Stone Hand technique within his saber's momentum. Life and death intertwined, fierce and intense, as he firmly blocked the staff.

The powerful force exploded, causing the ground to tremble violently. Zhao San Yi and Chen A Bao both took a step back, as this was the first time they witnessed Hu Ma's combat skills, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Zhou Tingxiao's expression initially showed displeasure, as if recalling an unpleasant memory. But after observing a few more moves, she found the display captivating.

Such a solid and graceful skill could only belong to a Year Guard.

As their thoughts shifted, Hu Ma had already exchanged several moves with Cui Ma Gu, each one a fierce and direct clash, never leaving the altar. The sound of the staff and saber colliding seemed to pierce their eardrums.

But the brazier within his ritual altar occasionally spewed forth flames several zhang high, and the twenty-four minor flags flapped vigorously, as if they might be pulled out by an invisible force at any moment.

"A New Year's Eve guard against Ghost Walkers, quite an interesting move!"

Zhao San Yi had keen eyesight, and he couldn't help but be startled. Cui Ma Gu seemed to have only used a funeral staff, but in reality, her Spirit Foe abilities had already arrived alongside her shadow.

The invisible ghostly shadows weaved around her, even more sinister than the funeral staff. However, they were blocked by Hu Ma's ritual altar beneath his feet, seemingly weakening the Spirit Foe's abilities, forcing her to rely solely on her martial arts skills.

"The Ghost Walker altar is indeed formidable, but..."

Zhou Tingxiao also said, "Our New Year's Eve guards' abilities are still more reliable."

At this moment, her initial discomfort had transformed into a sense of joy as she watched the battle unfold.

It was said that Spirit Foes countered New Year's Eve guards, which was why Tie Jun's Great Executioner ranked below her. However, Hu Ma, this New Year's Eve guard, also cultivated the Ghost Walker altar. Standing on the altar, he guarded against the Spirit Foe's sinister moves, yet he managed to hold his ground against Cui Ma Gu...

One of them wielded the Three Fan Manor Gate, while the other had already crossed the bridge, and after a few exchanges, the New Year's Eve guard remained unharmed, indicating a clear victor.

But it was during this exchange that Cui Ma Gu's expression changed, and the white paper strips on her funeral staff began to flutter and fall.

Each piece of paper seemed to carry an icy and heavy force, capable of drawing out a person's soul with just one piece resting on their head. Even Hu Ma's ritual altar flickered uncertainly.

His altar, which appeared simple, was actually a Pacifying Book recorded in the Town Year Book, capable of borrowing the power of heaven and earth. But now, under the pressure of the paper strips, it seemed to be isolated.

As if the air around him was being sucked away, he suddenly heard countless eerie words whispering into his ears, each sentence drilling into his mind, causing him to lose control of his limbs, his head spinning, and his body becoming unsteady.

This Spirit Foe Executioner, with just one move, had simultaneously suppressed his altar and sealed his New Year's Eve guard abilities.

Being within the altar himself, he was the very object of suppression, equivalent to borrowing the power of this realm. Yet, her seemingly casual move had directly suppressed this realm as well?

A chill ran through his heart, and he steadied his mind. The Three Pillar Cultivation entered the incense burner, and the one and a half pillars of cultivation refined by Purple Heavenly Stem became incredibly heavy. With a stomp, the saber's rolling killing aura surged in all directions.

Cui Ma Gu's expression changed slightly, and with a light wave of her sleeve, she drew the rolling killing aura into it. Looking at Hu Ma, she frowned.

She muttered, "Those who can be Great Executioners are indeed no ordinary people..."

"They say that the Hall Officials in the Ghost Walker Sect are just for show, and it's the Minor Sabers who take lives. But now, it seems not all Four Great Hall Officials are like that."

"But I don't have time to waste here with you!"

As she spoke, a white ribbon tied to her sleeve was gently pulled out and tossed to the ground. Her sleeve slowly opened, revealing its immense size, reaching all the way to the ground.

Dragging her sleeve, she approached, and Hu Ma's expression turned solemn. Looking down, he saw the flames in the brazier of the altar seemed to be under an invisible pressure, uncontrollably curling towards the center, and their color had turned into an eerie blue-white.

The incense on the altar burned rapidly, and in a short moment, it seemed to be almost gone.

The twenty-four altar flags left by the Erguotou brother were instantly stretched taut by the wind, and the front ones already showed signs of fraying and tearing.

Most terrifyingly, as Cui Ma Gu slowly walked towards the altar, her cold voice echoed, "The Seven Mansion Saber still has skills left, and he's deliberately stalling for time. We can't afford to wait."

As she spoke, her gaze fixed on Hu Ma, and she said slowly, "So, you shouldn't idle either. Go and kill the person offering the mountain sacrifice ahead. The more you kill, the better. Let's see how he stalls then."

"..."

When she appeared, she had brought seven or eight Spirit Foe Minor Sabers with her. Hearing her words, they said nothing and bowed together, then rushed towards the mountain sacrifice site.

Within the ritual altar, Hu Ma's expression turned cold upon hearing these words.

Hu Ma was certain that this woman hadn't even used three-tenths of her abilities against him.

She seemed to be holding back some powerful move, unwilling to waste it on him, a mere "Executioner," but instead, saving it for the "Hu Family Young Master."

But even so, there was still a fight to be had. Yet, without a word, she directly resorted to such a ruthless move?

This woman, with her calm demeanor, showed not a hint of hesitation, her heart as cold as ice.

The village was currently offering the mountain sacrifice, and all evil spirits were kept at bay. However, the members of the Spirit Foe Sect, though carrying ghosts, were still living beings.

Living beings could disrupt the sacrificial altar, and they might even slaughter those offering the sacrifice and the onlookers, turning the place into a sea of blood. Although the Mountain Lord and the new deities could suppress the ghosts carried by the Spirit Foes, their true abilities were still beyond the capabilities of the villagers to stop.

(End of Chapter)

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