Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 286 Yellow Sand True Power
On the highway between green hills.

Several trucks were parked crookedly on the side of the road, with black tire marks all over the road surface, clearly indicating that they were not parked normally.

The air smelled of burning, and a cell phone lay on the ground with a cracked screen.

One car had its windshield shattered and its door torn off, while another car had its rear left side panel deeply dented.

The other vehicles, whose damage is unclear, had their turn signals constantly flashing.

The emaciated thug, though possessing great strength, was dragging the people from the vehicles to the middle of the road.

In addition to the driver and co-driver, each of these vehicles also carried some seedling protectors, totaling twenty-four people.

By this time, most people had already fallen unconscious under the influence of the incantation, and some had been seriously injured when the car crashed, with their heads bleeding profusely.

Jia Fang, dressed in loose black clothes, scanned the faces, limbs, and calluses on the hands of these people.

“Very good. They are all in their prime, still full of energy and vitality, and have also gained enough work experience.”

Jia Fang asked, "Are they all desert control workers?"

The thugs reported: "Yes, recently, desertification control workers from several counties will be heading to a planting base one after another."

“They all basically have to go through this route. A group of them went through a couple of days ago, but there were only a few of them, and we didn’t have orders to do so at the time.”

Jia Fang sighed, "What a pity."

For those who worship spirits and deities, the more powerful the offering, the greater the reward they receive.

But how easily do the strong become sacrifices? Even cultivators who are much weaker than themselves may lose their lives in the struggle, or have the opportunity to commit suicide.

Offerings that are of ordinary strength but can please the spirits and gods due to special circumstances are the favorites of the spirit and god cults.

Low risk, high return.

When Jia Fang was young, he used to hunt down these kinds of people in his hometown.

Over the years, as his status has risen, his servants have been doing these kinds of things, while he only takes a portion of their marrow and blood. But today, he wants to relive those old dreams.

"God!"

Jia Fang shouted loudly and took a hammer from his subordinate.

The hammer handle is over two feet long, and the hammerhead resembles a sheep's head, but has four sheep horns.

"The ruler of the yellow sands, the king of the earthworms..."

He sang prayers in a language that didn't belong to any country in reality, and then slammed his hammer into the road.

Five fissures spread out along the road, extending to a point where they could encompass all the offerings, at which point the fissures automatically forked.

After the tops of the five cracks branch off, they connect with each other to form a circle. More and finer cracks then spread inward from this circle.

With a single hammer blow, he created the complete altar design.

Viewed from above, the pattern looks somewhat like a portrait carved inside a circle.

Its forehead resembles that of a goat, with four horns on its head; its face resembles that of a camel, with jagged fangs.

The God of Yellow Sand, also known as the God of Earthworms, is mentioned in a few ancient texts of the Xuan Kingdom.

The earthworm has a sheep's head, four horns, and a human body. It likes sand and soil and likes to eat people.

In the sacrificial imagery, a strange wind blows, so dry that one can almost clearly feel their skin dehydrating.

The twenty-four desert control workers were all unconscious, groaning in pain, their lips suddenly cracking.

As Jia Fang chanted in a low voice, the tiger's mouths of these desert control workers began to crack, and bloodstains could be seen.

There were only bloodstains, but no blood was flowing out.

The fine hairs on their bodies became particularly noticeable, as if their moisture, vitality, and life force in fighting against the wind and sand were being drained away by some force.

A bit more color returned to Jia Fang's pale face, and the lower half of his camel-like face became fuller and more radiant again.

The complete sacrifice of twenty-four strong young men who worked to combat desertification was enough to greatly improve his injuries.

Although it's still a little short and can't be completely cured, it will worsen and relapse by tomorrow at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM).

However, Qiao and Xu Ziqian are now targeting the base.

If Jia Fang simply appears early in a relatively strong manner, it will be enough to demonstrate his presence. He can then use the prisoners from the base as sacrifices, and his injuries will be fully healed before tomorrow.

In just a short while, those who were fighting desertification were no longer able to utter a sound of pain.

Their mouths were wide open, and you could see that the inside of their mouths was completely white and had cracked from dryness. Their limbs were twitching and trembling, and they were in pain and vulnerable.

Jia Fang was immersed in a pleasant experience, his eyes slightly closed, his mind relaxed, and his senses more acute than usual. Suddenly, his eyelid twitched.

The man's eyelids twitched, and his thirteen subordinates simultaneously sensed it, turning their heads eastward in unison.

Highways are naturally much gentler than hills, but in fact, many sections of the road have undulating slopes.

The place where Jia Fang and his group were located was in a low-lying area, at the bottom of a slope.

If you look east along the road, your view will be blocked by the "crest" of the road ahead due to the difference in altitude.

Anyone who wants to come here will inevitably need to make a turn at the "top of the hill".

When the thirteen people turned around, they caught a glimpse of the newcomer as he turned at the top of the slope.

The man's black hair was straightened, his eyebrows seemed to be raised, and he ignored the wind resistance in his face, opening his eyes and looking forward, his left foot was taking a step out.

This image remained frozen in the eyes of the thirteen people for a fleeting moment.

Then, it vanished like a wisp of moisture in the desert.

"!!"

The thirteen people opened their mouths in horror, but no specific words were uttered. Yet, one could strongly feel that a spell was being emanating from them.

The indistinct yet continuous, endless sound caused the road, stretching over a hundred meters to the east, to tremble. The road surface turned yellow and became fragmented.

Waves of yellow sand surged up and crashed against the shore.

Each grain of sand is angular, displaying a crystalline yet hard texture under the sunlight.

From the southeastern Mediterranean to the Persian Gulf coast, legends about ghouls have existed since ancient times.

Those places are mainly tropical desert climates. Legend has it that ghouls build their nests in the desert, sometimes even setting the entrance to their caves in quicksand.

They are shriveled, but have sharp claws and are incredibly strong. The lower-ranking ones roam among the graves like hyenas, digging up graves and eating corpses.

The powerful, however, can create illusions and bewitch the living with mere whispers, leading them to be devoured and abandoned in the sand in a daze.

Jafang's minions, while retaining human intelligence, also possess the abilities of ghouls.

In addition, some of their marrow and blood were collected and controlled by Jia Fang, allowing them to communicate with each other when necessary.

The ghouls' illusionary abilities were stimulated by each other and brought to their limits.

Although it's an illusion, even the grains of sand have a sense of realism.

If you get hit by a grain of sand, it will really scratch you; if you get swept by a wave of sand, you'll definitely be bloodied and bruised.

They all grew up in countries with desert climates, which is like projecting fragments of their memories into reality.

A lethal illusion with a range of over 100 meters.

Finally, the figure that was moving so fast that they couldn't see it clearly was revealed again.

This person was now less than ten meters away from the altar pattern.

The intense tension caused the thirteen people's illusion to instantly solidify into a yellow ram's head that was larger than an adult's height.

The ram's head should have lunged forward and rammed into that person.

But as soon as the sheep's head was formed, the person had already passed through it.

On the huge yellow ram's head, there is a human-shaped hole, which is bright from the front and back, and there is not a trace of residue inside.

boom! !

The ghoul at the very front got slapped in the face, and the back of its head bulged out like a rugby ball.

It was clearly cyan, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a brutal four-leaf clover mark, stained with blood, bursting out from the back of his head.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

The four-leaf seal split into twelve, which spun and shot out, bombarding the other twelve ghouls.

Their torsos were all blasted with four-leaf holes.

Chu Tianshu arrived at top speed and delivered a powerful palm strike.

Even if you kill one person first and then divide the spoils into twelve, you still shatter all their chances of survival.

On the contrary, only Jia Fang, who was standing in the middle of the altar pattern, suddenly restrained his aura and was not locked by the crisscrossing palm prints.

"You want me to eat sand?"

As Chu Tianshu spoke, the corpse in front of him exploded, and the illusion of yellow sand behind him shattered, returning to a highway leading to the distant mountains.

"I'll make you eat yourself to death!"

Jia Fang managed to shake off the rough sense of the palm strike, but he couldn't escape Chu Tianshu's jade-like eyes.

The word "death" was just uttered.

Chu Tianshu moved like a dragon cutting through the wind, using the most graceful movement technique in Tai Chi, his palms like dragon heads, roaring through the air as he arrived.

Jia Fang's large eyes opened rapidly, his eyelids and eyelids shrinking as if they had disappeared, leaving only his eye sockets and large eyeballs.

The ram's head hammer suddenly rose up, like an angry ram butting its horns.

In an instant, it didn't seem like he was using the hammer, but rather like the force of the dry earth itself was pushing the hammer out.

Despite the hammer's rapid acceleration, it actually gives the impression that it becomes clearer.

It's as if the entire hammer, starting from the tip of the ram's horn, has been stripped of its embellishments, revealing a clear and distinct outline.

When Chu Tianshu saw the ram's horn, he suddenly thought of Lin Chucheng's battle armor.

The numerous scratches on it were caused by this object.

His hand moved so fast that, although the trajectory seemed unchanged, he precisely avoided the four ram's horns and struck the flat part of the hammer.

Boom! !
The two objects collided, but the force did not seem to have fully connected yet.

Chu Tianshu suddenly pulled his hand away, creating a violent gust of wind, and with a flick of his wrist, his palm struck the iron hammer from below.

As expected, the sheep's head flew swiftly into the air.

But the moment the ram's head flew up, what was connected below its neck was not a hammer handle, but an iron chain.

The length of the iron chain hidden in the hammer handle was unknown.

Jia Fang's eyes gleamed, and he suddenly imitated a syllable.

The sound was like sand hitting each other, or like... thunder.

Boom! !
Despite it being a clear day, three bolts of lightning suddenly struck the head of the black iron ram high in the sky.

The electric speed was incredibly fast, and Jia Fang's entire body emitted intense electric light, with high temperature and bright color, which splashed outwards.

Chu Tianshu's face was illuminated by the light, turning his eyebrows and hair white.

The earth's magnetic field shifts, attracting magnetic thunder!
(End of this chapter)