Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 973 The Ten Kings of Hell and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva
"die!"

Chai Yan shook off the shadowy figure, his large fist whistling through the air as he aimed for Zhang Chulan's head.

Zhang Chulan suddenly felt the magnetic field jump, but the jump had no effect on the circuits that didn't have time to generate electricity, and Chai Yan's fist drilled into them.

From this perspective, this mentor of one of the Ten Elders, Na Ruhu, is indeed quite something. Although Na Ruhu was not among the "Two Heroes" in this history, he was still one of the top ten, or even top five, extraordinary individuals in the country. For someone like him to be able to teach such a person, Chai Yan could not possibly be a simpleton.

Otherwise, Ru Hu wouldn't have been as talented as Zhang Zhiwei. If a good-for-nothing had been given his instruction, Ru Hu would have been ruined, or at least he wouldn't have such strength at just fifty years old.

"Damn it." Zhang Chulan was startled. He could only use the Golden Light Mantra to block it, but with the old master's desperate attack, it was obvious that his Golden Light Mantra would not be able to withstand it.

"It's all that brat's fault!"

As Zhang Chulan used the electromagnetic catapult to retreat, he cursed inwardly. If it weren't for that divine nascent soul recklessly using the Golden Light Burning Technique that He Songling had taught him, he should have been able to withstand the old man's desperate attack by burning his own golden light and switching to his "Super Saiyan" state.

Unfortunately, the amount of Qi is now insufficient, and it can no longer explode.

Fortunately, he had just learned He Songling's electromagnetic induction method, otherwise Chai Yan's fist would already be shoving into his face.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

Chai Yan's aura was indeed terrifying, but his initial opponent was not Zhang Chulan.

The shadowy figure snorted, and then black energy gathered, condensing into ten palaces in mid-air. On the main hall, ten figures slowly emerged.

"Ten Halls of Yama!"

The Netherworld Emperor was different from the ordinary black mist from before. His death aura was so condensed that he flashed the Book of Life and Death in his hand and wrote down the name of the person in front of him.

Then black energy surged out, transforming into Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who were about to take Chai Yan's life.

These two are two extremes: one is purely about physical skill, and the other is all about flashy special effects.

Chai Yan felt the yin energy enter his body, and turned around to punch the face of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, but the Black and White Impermanence had already hooked his neck with chains and pulled hard.

Didn't pull.

"Such a strong soul." The shadowy figure seemed somewhat surprised.

"His cultivation method is based on the unity of spirit and body, making his soul incredibly stable. More importantly, his core has been altered by the Dual-Hand Technique. No wonder he's difficult to defeat," Zhang Chulan snorted. Trying to directly steal an enemy's soul is choosing the wrong opponent.

Not only is Chai Yan's spirit stable, but he also has the "miracle skill" of the Double-Handed Technique as a backup. Don't be fooled by the fact that He Songling seems to have released Ma Xianhong's restriction with a wave of his hand. In reality, if mind control could be released so easily, what kind of "miracle skill" is the Double-Handed Technique? It is a miracle skill comparable to Feng Hou Qi Men and Qi Body Source Flow.

Gou Chaiyan's soul is equivalent to directly wrestling with Chaiyan and Qu Tong, and simultaneously wrestling with the Chai School's Horizontal Training and Double-Handed Technique.

"Ha, I don't believe it."

With a wave of his hand, the black-clad figure vanished, along with the Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and even the Ten Kings of Hell. Zhang Chulan could tell that he still had many tricks up his sleeve; this was far from his full strength.

The Black and White Impermanence's soul-collecting is nothing compared to what's to come. Above them are the Prefect, the City God, and even the Ten Kings of Hell themselves. It's not like the Black and White Impermanence couldn't collect the souls and simply dispersed. Ox-Head and Horse-Face haven't even appeared yet.

"Not enough to eat," the shadowy figure sighed, as if he wouldn't be satisfied unless he achieved an overwhelming and complete defeat.

Immediately, not only did the special effects dissipate, but even the black aura became pitifully faint, almost disappearing completely, leaving only a wisp remaining on the shadowy figure. Then, Buddhist chanting began, and a golden lotus flower appeared. A huge white dog lay prostrate on the ground, and a benevolent Bodhisattva appeared on the lotus platform. The Buddhist light and the black aura complemented each other, making the Bodhisattva appear exceptionally compassionate.

"Amitabha Buddha, I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is emptied."

The shadowy figure reached out and grabbed all the Buddhist light cascading down from the lotus platform, chuckling, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha!"

"Roar!"

The Buddha's light transformed into a divine dragon, which rushed towards Chai Yan.

Originally, Chai Yan was able to smash through the Ox-Head and Horse-Face with one punch, which was due to his desperate attack with his burning Qi before his death. It was visibly far inferior to this shadowy figure, not to mention that the shadowy figure is now unleashing his ultimate move, while Chai Yan is already close to exhaustion.

The golden dragon suddenly pierced through Chai Yan's body, passing right through him. The dragon continued to meander and coil, eventually passing through everyone else in the Yaoxing Society.

"Hiccup!"

The dragon flew back to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and transformed back into Buddha's light. The shadowy figure seemed quite satisfied, having eaten his fill, and even let out a burp.

"What...does this mean?" Zhang Chulan and Ma Xianhong looked at each other in bewilderment.

Then they witnessed a bizarre scene.

"Pfft!"

Chai Yan was the first to fall, followed by the others from Yaoxing Society, one after another, until everyone was on the ground.

Zhang Chulan used his golden light and thunder magic to check the pulse and breath of the person closest to him, and found that the person was undoubtedly dead.

Furthermore, there seemed to be a sense of emptiness about him. Zhang Chulan guessed that it might not just be his physical body; the dragon's impact must have been on his soul. Now, even a great immortal couldn't revive him.

"That's ruthless."

Zhang Chulan shared the same sentiment as Ma Xianhong, secretly rejoicing at having encountered He Songling. Originally, his Qi body had been burned by the divine spirit's nascent soul, causing him to activate the Golden Light Mantra into a Super Saiyan form, leaving his Qi almost depleted. However, with the body modified by He Songling, his Qi circulation was ten times greater, which meant a tenfold return of Qi.

The shadowy figure annihilated all the members of the Shining Star Society in the arena. In those few short minutes, Zhang Chulan recovered quite a bit. Although he didn't recover 80% or 90%, he was at least able to burn the Golden Light Mantra again.

They are finally capable of fighting back.

Ma Xianhong also took out all the remaining magical treasures on his body, and held the Seven Arrows Nailhead Book in his hand, engraving the figure, appearance, and skills of the person in front of him on it.

This is the result of Ma Xianhong's research over the past few days. The Seven Arrows of Nailhead book that He Songling passed on to him is not only a weapon-refining method, but also contains the ability of sorcerers to directly target and attack others based on their destiny, which is similar to the Great Luo Cave Observation that netizens imagined in He Songling's previous life.

Although Ma Xianhong was not skilled in divination, he was an expert in weapon crafting. He directly extracted this ability from the object and projected it explicitly onto the straw figure, thus making it partially effective in advance. This way, he didn't need to know the other person's name and birth date, or inscribe various information about the enemy, and could still target them effectively.

However, it's not as effective as directly engraving one's name and birth date; the more accurate the information, the higher the mortality rate.

But in any case, what he's carving now has some impact, so he's not exactly sitting idly by and waiting to die.

(End of this chapter)