Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 769 Qiongqi and the Buddha!
Pirated Qilin vs. Genuine Qilin!
Hu Ming truly hadn't expected to witness such a spectacle. He put down his long sword, rippled the water, and took a few steps back, watching the beasts fight with great interest.

Wu Erbai, standing to the side, was already dazzled by what he saw.

Although the Nine Gates all knew that Qilin blood had many miraculous properties, the aspect of blood coalescing into beast-like forms for battle was truly a challenge to their worldview!
For a moment, Wu Erbai was stunned, his mouth agape. He gulped down several mouthfuls of water before he came to his senses, then grabbed Hu Ming and started gesturing wildly.

"..."

Hu Ming stared for a long time but still couldn't guess what Wu Erbai was trying to express from his haphazard gestures.

roar!!!
The shrill roar shook the water, and in a short time, Qi Lin, formed from the blood of the young man, had achieved an overwhelming victory.

It just goes to show that pirated versions can never beat the originals.

The blood-red Qilin that had formed from the Buddha's corpse was already badly damaged and seemed unable to even maintain its shape, retreating steadily.

Just as the Blood Qilin was about to be torn to shreds by the young man's Qilin, a sudden change occurred!
The Blood Qilin roared to the sky, and its body began to expand rapidly in an abnormal way. In just a few breaths, it had swelled up into a round ball like an inflating balloon!
A muffled thud followed, and the Blood Kirin suddenly exploded!
The crimson color, carried by the flowing water, once again obscured their vision. The group instinctively became alert, taking a few steps back and cautiously looking in the direction of the exploding blood unicorn.

Roar!
Sure enough, another roar came from the direction of the blood mist, but this roar was subtly different from the previous one.

A dark shadow flashed through the blood mist like lightning, and even Hu Ming's almost supernatural vision, which brought him terrifying dynamic vision, could only catch a glimpse of the shadow.

The shadowy figure was heading towards the Buddha's body, which was floating in the water!
When the dark figure stopped moving, the group finally saw its true form: it was—Qiongqi!!!
The bloodline tattoo on Zhang Qishan's body is none other than Qiongqi!
A bad feeling rose in Hu Ming's heart. He moved his limbs and splashed in the water as fast as he could, after all, he was like Buddha.

The Qiongqi pressed its front paws against the Buddha's corpse's shoulder, then opened its mouth and inhaled sharply...

In the eyes of the three, Qiongqi had only sucked in a lot of water, which was then drawn into Qiongqi's ferocious mouth and flowed out from its blood-constructed body.

At the same time, the strange phenomena of the Buddha's corpse reached their peak. The dull heartbeat instantly rose to its highest point, like a muffled thunderclap. His dull eyes were already wide open, and even his bluish lips were split open.

It seems that with a single inhale, something invisible to ordinary people was sucked into Qiongqi's mouth.

Hu Ming's heart skipped a beat, a long-lost, ominous premonition rising within him. If nothing was done soon... this operation would be a complete failure!
Instinctively, Hu Ming casually flicked his wrist, sending the precious sword flying and accurately piercing through the Qiongqi that was absorbing something!
The Dragon Pattern Cloud Blade is no longer the original treasured blade. It has been nurtured by Hu Ming using his own dragon and phoenix blood essence, along with some remaining spoils of war obtained from the "First Emperor" for fusion and tempering!

The spoils of war obtained by the First Emperor were miraculous substances left behind after the ancient bronzes vanished!
The First Emperor forged it into swords and knives as a trump card against thunder, which naturally has many mysterious aspects.

Hu Ming then incorporated these elements into the blade, giving this new Cloud Rolling Blade a variety of incredible powers.

Roar!
With its body pierced by the nails, Qiongqi roared in pain, its absorption action faltering as it was affected, and at the same time, a hint of fear appeared in its eyes.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Hu Ming still managed to cross several meters and approach Qiongqi.

With both hands gripping the knife handle tightly, he rotated it 180 degrees, tearing a bottomless bloody hole into Qiongqi's waist.

In an instant, a bloody hole the size of an infant's wrist was torn open in Qiongqi's waist, and it let out a shrill roar.

This time... Hu Ming clearly heard the cries of pain belonging to humans in the roars of the beasts.

The regret, despair, and resentment expressed in the cries of pain almost solidified into a tangible form.

Hu Ming couldn't identify the voice, but instinctively looked towards Buddha's corpse. Humans can't make normal sounds in water, and this voice clearly didn't belong to Xiao Ge or Wu Erbai. At this moment, only Buddha's corpse could be considered human…

As for Xiao Ge and Wu Erbai, they had both come into contact with the living Buddha before, and were extremely familiar with this voice; it was practically etched into their very being!
This is indeed the voice of the long-deceased Buddha.

However, what made Wu Erbai's heart skip a beat was that Buddha was clearly dead!
The corpse was right in front of me. Although its seven orifices were wide open and its heart was beating like a drum, there was no doubt that it was a corpse!
Most importantly, Wu Erbai heard it clearly: the voice did not come from Buddha's corpse, but from Qiongqi's body.

Ah.
Hu Ming finally exhaled a series of bubbles, understanding dawning on him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Is this bloodline Qilin... a secret method used by the Buddha to protect the "spirit" he nurtured within his corpse?
Golden Eyes Open!

Then, through the strange vision of those eyes, Hu Ming seemed to discover something.

Within the Qiongqi's body, composed of bloodlines, a dim light source flickered!
Back in the 1980s, Hu Ming, Hu Bayi, and others witnessed a procession of a hundred ghosts on their way to Eroha City, deep in the Kunlun Mountains.

Hu Ming was no stranger to ghosts.

After a ghost dies, a dim light will emerge from its body and slowly dissipate.

This dim radiance is something akin to the essence of ghosts or the "spirit" of living beings.

In other words, the dim glow within Qiongqi's body is mostly the Buddha's "spirit".

Now that he had identified his target, Hu Ming's movements became swift and brutal.

A faint white mist emanated from Hu Ming's side, transforming into a snake that bound Qiongqi to the spot, especially at the joints, where it was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, preventing Qiongqi from struggling to escape.

He drew his precious sword, found the right spot, and swung it down with all his might, severing the Qiongqi's bloodline in two at its waist. The strange power on the sword suppressed the Qiongqi's self-regeneration, leaving it only able to howl in agony on the spot.

At the same time, the roar of the Buddha became clearer and clearer, and one could even vaguely make out some words... not very good words.

Hu Ming remained unmoved, brandishing his blade as skillfully as a butcher dissecting an ox, cleanly and efficiently dismembering the Qiongqi into pieces. Black mist surged, enveloping his right hand, and he pulled out Guanghua.

"Hu Ming! Zhang Qiling! Wu Erbai! How dare you!!!"

After Guanghua left Qiongqi's body, Buddha's voice became crystal clear, indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person. The roar emanating from Guanghua almost echoed throughout the entire waters.

Logically speaking, wondrous things like "spirits," once they lose the protection of a physical body, will simply vanish into nothingness under the restoration of the world's laws.

However, as expected of the Buddha, he must have used some extraordinary secret techniques to deal with his spirit before his death. Even after leaving his physical body and the protection of the Qiongqi bloodline, he still retains considerable vitality.

However, even so, this is already the limit. "Spirit" has no power to protect itself and is more fragile than an ant!
In Wu Erbai and Xiao Ge's field of vision, they could only see Hu Ming's hand clenching, as if he were taking something unseen out of Qiongqi's body, and the roar that lingered in their ears also came from Hu Ming's palm.

The two men suddenly realized that Hu Ming had probably already captured "Buddha" and might even be able to pose a fatal threat to him.

Otherwise, given his composure, how could he possibly lose his composure like this unless faced with a life-or-death crisis?
Sure enough, when Hu Ming curled his lips and pointed the tip of his precious sword at his palm, the Buddha's roar became even more desperate and shrill.

Hu Ming remained unmoved as the precious sword pierced through the palm of "empty" Hu Ming, and the roar abruptly ceased!