God Slayer Chronicles 72 The Devil's Ritual of Rebirth!

The clouds above his head started to gather, a breath of fresh air filled his lungs. In his nose, he smelt the scent of rain about to fall.

"Interesting. The Continuum, it's gone. I wonder if someone obtained the core inheritance."

The tall, youthful man looked towards the ground, seeing two boys. One a teenager, black-haired and tall. A stern look adorned his face even without any semblance of consciousness.

Then he looked further away, his eyes locking onto the beheaded corpse. He wore a Purple Robe; he was only a child.

With a gentle stroll, he approached the child's body. Scanning it with his eyes, he tutted, "Such a loss for my demonic peak; a strong bloodline and already at the stone…"

Before he could finish his words, he froze.

The body… its organs were still functioning. He could hear the offbeat of a heart. He could hear the lungs constricting, screaming for oxygen.

"Well… isn't that fascinating." A devilish smile appeared upon his lips.

Crack!

Suddenly there was a sound of a stick breaking on the forest floor. A large and hefty lad with a double chin trudged his way up towards him, grunting and panting. His face was covered with blood, and he adorned an angry expression; visibly grinding his teeth.

"Zhou Zhong. I didn't expect you to turn up here." The tall blood-eyed man spoke, looking towards the fat oaf.

Zhou Zhong froze in his steps. His spine felt hot and red, his eyes and ears seemingly unbelieving.

"S…S… Senior brother!" Zhou Zhong quickly took a deep bow, not daring to look upwards; "Senior Brother, a thousand apologies, if I knew you were here, I would have come to greet you."

His senior brother gave a silent nod, a look of dissatisfaction written across his face, "You were always a bootlicker, Zhou. A common tendency amongst your tainted bloodline. Tell me, is your ancestor stealing forbidden techniques to boost your cultivation?"

"What? You… you're mistaken?!" Zhou Zhong muttered out, stunned that his senior brother knew of such matters.
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The Senior Brother tutted at his junior's words, "It matters not. I care not for the impact it will have upon the Spirit Sword Sect. It is just another means to an end. The last Demonic Peak Prime Elder matters not to me."

"Tell me, Zhou Zhong, do you know who this boy is?"

He pointed to the decapitated head next to the fatty's feet.

"That bastard! Senior Brother, he stole the Phoenix Ice Fungus –" Zhou Zhong quickly covered his mouth.

"You seriously are stupid Zhou Zhong. You don't have an inch of tact about you, do you?" The Senior Brother shook his head; "You let a… boy, steal from you?"

"I was duelling with disciples from other peaks Senior Brother!" Zhou Zhong pleaded.

"Impressive."

"I'm glad he's dead, though!" Zhou Zhong kicked his decapitated head, sending it flying against a tree. As it finished rolling, the blood-eyed youth noticed something.

The eyes in the head were still twitching.

After noticing the eyes of the boy, the senior brother's devious smile grew ever wider, "Fascinating."

He looked over to his junior brother whom waisted the resources of his once loved demonic peak so frivolously, his keen eyes drew into a vicious viper-like grin, "Zhou. Do you want to be of use to me? Help me on a path to resolve some of my karma?"

The tubby fool took repeated and multiple bows, "Yes! Yes! Senior Brother! I'd do anything to please you."

The stoic faced Senior Brother gave a nod, "I have use of this child's vessel," he said, drawing a beautiful silver dagger from inside of his belt.

He signalled for Zhou Zhong to approach, making several hand gestures as you would to a young child.

"Hold out your hands, Zhou Zhong." The Senior Brother placed a dagger in one hand and in the other he traced an ancient and unintelligible symbol in the other.

"Carve that into your flesh, Junior Brother, then trail the blood into a pentagram around the dead body of this… boy. You'll be rewarded appropriately."

Zhou Zhong nodded his head, cutting out the strangely patterned symbol into his hand. He gave a small grunt as the dagger pierced deep into his flesh, yet only a grunt. The reason was twofold: Firstly, he was a body cultivator, he had endured pain that surpassed this most days of his life; Secondly, Zhou Zhong wouldn't dare to show a strand of weakness in the presence of his Senior Brother, in the fear that it'd be snuffed out… permanently.

Zhou Zhong handed the dagger back to his Senior Brother, taking a bow. He then proceeded to form a circle of blood around Sha Ku's body. Then creating a five-sided star within the boundaries, forming a perfect pentagram.

"Excellent, Junior Brother Zhou. You are as always an incredibly useful pawn…" the devilish smile on the crimson eyed disciple only grew.

He walked over to the tree where Sha Ku's head had been kicked, carefully picking it up, then placing it gently unto the stump which was left of his neck.

"You said he had an Ice Phoenix Fungus?"

"Yes, Senior Brother. It should be within his ring." Zhou Zhong's head dripped with nervous and impatient sweat, gliding down his fat swollen brow and cheeks.

The Senior Brother gave a nod, quickly searching through the rings with his intrusive and tyrannical divine sense.

"Hm. Many things interesting things to be sure."

Chucking the Spirit Herb to his Junior Brother, "Hold this for one moment, Zhou."

Calmly walking outside of the pentagram, the Senior Brother chuckled, "You are useful to the very end, fatty." The laugh emerging from his lips monstrous and maniacal.

"Grek'yash'kin." The Senior Brother – Zhang Long spoke.

Bang!

With a great bang the fat and overly bloated Zhou Zhong burst!

His blood and guts flying in a plethora of directions!

In mid-air the bloody matter of his body floated about, decomposing into a slushy red liquid. The bones ground down to a white powder gently flowing in the sea of blood.

The ancient Ice Phoenix Fungus started to decompose as well! Slowly they began to orbit each other: then faster, and faster, and faster!

They accelerated to the point that the blue and red swirled and combined with one another above Sha Ku's chest! The holy and sacred symbol of the Yin-Yang divide appeared from the flashing red and blue!

Then slowly but surely the Yin-Yang symbol lowered into Sha Ku's chest eventually fusing with him!

The stump which was Sha Ku's neck and the head fused!

"Cough! Cough!" Sha Ku gasped, clutching his chest and spewing up a mouthful of blood.

"Shit! I forgot how much I fucking hate that!" he growled; his pitch white face started to slowly, but surely regain some of its colour!

"Why the hell have I got Pure Ultra Yin-Yang energy in my body?!" Sha Ku came to his senses. His eyes darting about the place.

"Hm! What an interesting kid." A snort came from behind Sha Ku.



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