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Chapter 42 Taoist Heavenly Master
Sure enough, based on magic power, using a little bit of the method of injecting true qi to seal the acupoints, supplemented by strong emotions, and adding a clear target effect.

A complete spell was successfully cast.

Looking at Chen Yougong, who was lying on the ground in agony, twisting like a maggot, tearing his skin and chest until his flesh was bloody, Du Mu nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he looked at the incense master coldly.

The incense master began to tremble all over.

Her previous arrogance and indifference were entirely based on her own strength and immortality.

However, facing such an enemy, a human being far more cruel than his counterparts in hell, the incense master was really scared.

After all, the fact that she reattached herself to a human corpse and wanted to be resurrected represented her desire to transcend death and return to life.

In the past, the incense master thought that after experiencing the pain of soul-tearing in fighting with her own kind in the hell, she would be indifferent to the pain of the flesh.

But now she realized that she had been dead for too long and had forgotten how intensely stimulating physical torture was.

The incense master suddenly turned around and wanted to escape.

Anyway, he had already absorbed enough souls, enough to last him in the mortal world. Even during the day, he could completely hide in his body, avoid the scorching sun, and move freely.

There is no point in cooperating with the so-called Beggars' Gang anymore.

However, the next moment, there was a loud "bang" and the incense master fell directly to the ground.

She looked down and saw that another of her legs had been blown off.

It’s… that strange weapon from before.

There was a look of despair in the incense master's eyes.

You can’t beat him, and you can’t run away.

What should I do?
Looking at Du Mu walking towards him step by step, the incense master tried his best to explain while recovering from the injury on his calf: "So you attacked me because I killed someone? But everyone will die. I just made them die a dozen years earlier. It passed in the blink of an eye. Ah ah ah ah!!!"

Du Mu had already come to her side. He touched her and his magical power immediately entered her body. It was like a spinning top full of blades was stuffed into her chest, madly damaging her heart and lungs.

The incense master struggled painfully and kept using her soul power to weaken the magic power in her body, but the magic power was like a leech attached to her bones. Even the approach of the soul power made her feel as if her soul was being worn away.

What kind of true energy is this? Or soul power? Whether in hell or on earth, I have never seen it before!
After a full sixty breaths, the torture caused by the magic power gradually disappeared. The incense master was already covered in cold sweat, like a drowned chicken, and the plasma on the surface of his body was almost washed away.

But both she and Du Mu knew that her ribs and chest cavity had probably turned into a pool of mud.

"It was just one minute... that's about sixty numbers. How come you couldn't hold on? Didn't you say it was only a dozen years? It passed in the blink of an eye?"

Under the moonlight, Du Mu's eyes were like two stardust on the ground, even brighter than during the day.

In fact, it was not moonlight, but the incomparable magic power in the body.

Those with profound Qi cultivation can also reach this realm, but they are all grandmasters who are at least dozens or even hundreds of years old.

The incense master understood this, and therefore felt even more depressed.

After struggling for such a long time, the true energy in the opponent's body... or something else, hasn't it weakened at all?
Nearly 30% of her soul power has been consumed.

"So, what exactly are you?" Du Mu squatted down, the cold blue light in his eyes was not dazzling, but it seemed to penetrate her soul.

When the incense master saw that Du Mu did not torture him further, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, she felt extremely regretful in her heart. Why did she act on impulse and run here after seeing the gap between the hell and the mortal world?

Life in hell is obviously quite free and easy.

"I... I am a dead soul, coming from the underworld."

The incense master said weakly: "But where we are, we don't call the dead souls, but call ourselves the ghost tribe."

"Hell?" The meaning of this term was so clear that Du Mu couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

Is it true that there are gods and monsters in this world? Is there really a heaven and hell? Is there really a sect of immortals?
Du Mu asked immediately, but the incense master shook his head: "I don't know... I don't know if the gods, monsters and cultivation sects you mentioned exist. I've never seen them, let alone heard of them. Maybe they are just novels in your mortal world?"

"I only know that in the underworld... there are indeed no Ten Kings of Hell, no reincarnation, and only our You Clan."

Du Mu frowned: "What do you mean, there is no reincarnation? You said that the dead will become ghosts, and then what? That's it?"

The incense master knew the myths of the mortal world and understood Du Mu's doubts. She nodded and said, "Yes, after death, people become members of the You Clan and remain members of the You Clan forever. So in the eyes of the You Clan, mortals are the childhood stage of our You Clan. As soon as a person dies, he or she becomes an adult. Just like a larva weaving a web and emerging from its cocoon as a butterfly."

Du Mu was silent.

After a moment, he said, "So when you kill someone, you're killing a minor?"

The incense master's face turned pale and he immediately denied it: "No, I killed people, which is just equivalent to making them adults early."

It sounds worse.

However, Du Mu was not confused by the other party's words. After all, these were only one-sided words from the incense master.

Because there is a huge loophole in the other party's words.

That was why Du Mu had not seen souls in the past. But after the incense master appeared, he and those yamen runners who did not have much true energy could suddenly see souls.

His expression was cold and he asked, "Then what's the matter with you absorbing those so-called human scents?"

The incense master stopped talking immediately.

Du Mu sneered, "What a cocoon that turns into a butterfly. Since you think you are innocent in killing people, then you sucked the souls of others to strengthen yourself. Can this be called cannibalism? What else do you have to quibble about?"

The incense master immediately panicked and said, "No, don't torture me, you...you mortals have died, and your souls can't become ghosts. It's good for them to integrate into me..."

Du Mu immediately grabbed the other's wrist and frowned, "Sure enough, something is wrong. People die every day. How come I have never seen any of these damn You people? You are really dishonest."

As he spoke, he injected his magical power back into the incense master's body, and the incense master let out another heart-wrenching scream.

At this moment, Du Mu suddenly looked back and found that at the end of the road, torches were burning and heading towards this place.

Liu Ke and Zhao Xin, who had been hiding behind a low slope and could no longer see the situation clearly as the night fell, suddenly became alert.

The two people who were originally trembling with fear at the incense master's scream now cheered in surprise: "It's the county magistrate who brought people here!"

Du Mu realized that now was no longer the time to ask for information. Just as he was thinking about how to detain the other party, he felt his palms loosen.

The skin and muscles of the incense master's wrist, which he grabbed, slipped away like loose straw.

Du Mu looked up and saw that not only the wrist, but the skin and flesh of the Xiangzhu's entire body were crumbling and peeling off from the bones.

Until the end, only a pile of white bones was left, resisting the torture of Du Mu's magic power.

Seeing that the other party was no longer struggling in pain, Du Mu pondered for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "So that's it... If I abandon the nerves and muscles, it won't hurt? It sounds too unscientific."

The incense master didn't know what science meant, but she was horrified to find out...

The magical power that was originally wearing away her bones actually began to gradually erode her soul, her true body.

Du Mu looked at the skeleton struggling again and exclaimed: "Magic power is really amazing... Even if the target is a soul, it can still work."

As he was speaking, the large force from the town had already arrived at the scene.

The firelight cast a shadow on the broken limbs and debris all over the ground, which looked like thick flesh and blood like a carpet. The townspeople, who had originally looked so aggressive, suddenly wilted like eggplants hit by frost. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.

Fortunately, the leading county magistrate stepped forward, saw Du Mu, and hurriedly said, "Master Du, I heard from the yamen runners that the Beggars' Gang invited a demon? Are you okay? We have prepared black dog blood and boy's urine, which will surely break the evil magic!"

Du Mu shook his head and turned around, allowing everyone to see the white skeleton struggling in his hands.

The skeleton seemed to be wailing heart-wrenchingly, but because it had no vocal cords, it could not make any sound. It could only make a continuous "click-click-click" sound of bones colliding.

"Oh my god, it's really... it's a monster!"

A townsman was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and the basin in his arms fell to the ground.

The other townspeople were also so scared that they retreated back and forth, their faces pale. If the skeleton was not in Du Mu's hands, they would have turned around and run away.

Fortunately, at this time, Liu Ke and Zhao Xin, who had been hiding, ran over and shouted, "Master Du has killed the demon! Master Du defeated the demon!"

Liu Ke, in particular, was so excited that his face turned red. Looking at the white bones that were still struggling, he vividly told the surrounding townspeople everything that had just happened. The county magistrate and the surrounding townspeople were all stunned, and finally they all looked at Du Mu with fanatical and admiring eyes.

Oh my god, I didn’t expect that there is an authentic Taoist master in Kowloon Bay!

No wonder the Heavenly Master would adopt those disabled orphans. Monks have the virtue of loving life. It is a blessing for the whole area to have such a Heavenly Master in charge!
(End of this chapter)