The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 101 The truly terrifying one is me!
As Li Zhen continued forward, the red-eyed bat had already made its move silently.

Those crimson eyes kept moving, and even if you didn't deliberately look into them, you would be drawn to them.

The white-haired man, who was retreating, unconsciously focused his attention on the red-eyed bat's eyes.

The crimson vortex grew larger and larger in his eyes, gradually taking over his mind.

The white bone in his hand trembled incessantly.

Crimson blood flowed from the white-haired man's hand gripping the skeleton, but he remained unmoved.

With a "poof," a wisp of blue smoke rose from the man's chest.

It was the intense burning sensation that finally awakened the man.

He was panting heavily as he frantically pulled out a round pendant engraved with a hideous ghost from his pocket.

By this time, the pendant had turned red from the heat, leaving a circular wound on the man's chest.

The man ignored all that and grabbed the pendant in his hand; only this pendant could give him a greater sense of security.

The intense pain made him clench his teeth, but he dared not let go of the pendant.

He thought that no matter what, he could at least hold his own against the other party for a while.

It now seems that once the other party gets serious and uses evil objects, he will have no power to resist.

If we can't deal with this evil thing, then we can't deal with the opponent at all...

On the contrary, if they could entangle that evil creature, then the creature would only have one way out: death...

The two sorcerers stared intently at the red-eyed bat on Li Zhen's shoulder, their eyes filled with both solemnity and a hint of longing.

These bats were a strange species they had never seen before.

One has never appeared in the entire South Pacific for so many years.

This evil thing can bewitch people's minds. Its abilities are not special, but they are effective. Even someone like the man in white cannot resist its bewitching power.

One transformation might not be enough to achieve this; judging from the results, they may have already undergone two transformations, which surprised them.

This person's evil spirits probably weren't that powerful when they were in the casino, otherwise the white-haired man wouldn't have been able to escape.

Perhaps it devoured Chachai's bat, which is why this bat evolved?
The possibility is great.

The bat's ferocity was the reason for their solemnity.

But if we can kill this sorcerer tonight and get our hands on this evil object...

Their preparations were very thorough; once they killed the evil creature's owner, the creature would have nowhere to escape.

Although they did not keep bats, these two were considered to be practitioners of black magic related to bats in a broader sense, and they also kept evil creatures.

Both of their evil spirits had undergone a transformation, and their skill in black magic was not low.

Although the person opposite them had a stronger aura, they had not obtained anything from them and did not know anything about them, so their means of dealing with them were limited.

The two sorcerers exchanged a glance and then stuck several strange talismans onto their bodies.

"squeak!"

One moment the red-eyed bat was on Li Zhen's shoulder, and the next moment it appeared more than ten meters away from the two of them.

A large number of moths suddenly appeared in the air, which was originally invisible.

The path that the red-eyed bats traversed became a trail of moths.

The moths fluttered their wings, scattering large amounts of golden dust.

As the red-eyed bats charged left and right, moths fell from the sky in an endless stream, like a rain of moths. In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with a gray carpet of dead moths.

The amount of dust in the air has reached an exaggerated level.

Under the dim light, the dust-filled air reflected a faint golden glow.

"squeak!"

The red-eyed bat, its body covered in golden dust, let out a hoarse, strange cry.

The white-haired man clutched his ear and let out a painful groan.

The two sorcerers turned pale, quickly took out a jar containing some liquid from their pockets, opened the jar, and poured it over their heads.

The sound was clearly less penetrating than before, probably because it had inhaled the dust.

Like an arrow released from a bow, the red-eyed bats darted through the swarm of moths and suddenly pounced on one of the sorcerers' faces, knocking him to the ground.

Screams echoed through the night sky.

The sorcerer reached out his hands to grab the red-eyed bat, but he couldn't pull it off no matter what he did.

The sorcerer next to him changed his expression drastically.

Something is wrong!
This bat is too ferocious!

How can someone become this fierce after only two transformations?
Where did this strange creature come from? It could so easily pierce through so many ghost moths...

The chilling feeling of impending death made the sorcerer tense all over.

He knew he could no longer hold back, or he would surely follow in his companions' footsteps.

The sorcerer punched himself in the chest and spat out a large chunk of flesh with a "whoosh".

After quickly chanting a spell, the sorcerer raised the piece of meat above his head.

A colossal creature flew silently from the darkness, its wingspan as long as an adult's outstretched arms.

The claws seized the chunk of flesh, and the ferocious creature stopped in the sorcerer's hands, pressing the sorcerer's hands onto his head.

Only then did Li Zhen realize that it was a huge eagle owl!

This eagle owl was enormous, larger than the sorcerer's head, and its claws were almost half the size of the sorcerer's hand.

Its iris is golden yellow and shimmers with an eerie light. The ear tufts on its head stand up high like two ears. Strangely, the eagle owl's face is like a human face, and it exudes a violent aura.

Swallowing the chunk of flesh from its claws, the eagle owl's golden eyes fixed on the red-eyed bat.

Bats are one of the food sources for eagle owls.

For bats, the eagle owl can be considered a natural enemy.

But those were ordinary bats, not red-eyed bats.

The red-eyed bat, its mouth full of blood, raised its head and looked at the eagle owl above.

Its face and red eyes were covered with the golden powder that had fallen from the moth, making its eyes appear unnaturally half-closed.

Even so, one could still see the longing it had for the eagle owl before it in its eyes.

The eagle owl was not as ferocious as the red-eyed bat, but as a bird of prey and unharmed, it was not immediately overwhelmed by the red-eyed bat.

After a moment's hesitation, the eagle owl flapped its wings, preparing to take off.

Without warning, the red-eyed bat had already crashed into the eagle owl.

Feathers fluttered as the eagle owl and the red-eyed bat flew together into the night.

Strange cries rose and fell incessantly.

Li Zhen glanced at the night sky.

These sorcerers indeed had a way to deal with the red-eyed bats.

This brutal battle began the moment the two sides met, and only one side could survive.

The opponent's methods for dealing with the red-eyed bats were very restrained, clearly indicating that they had made preparations specifically for him.

He had already revealed his primordial spirit and vampire form to the white-haired man, so the man must have already prepared countermeasures.

Li Zhen knew nothing about the two sorcerers on the other side, which put him at a disadvantage.

Under his command, the vampires continued to advance.

The white-haired man repeatedly tapped the white bone in his hand, urging the mahjong ghost to step forward and meet the vampire zombie.

One is a zombie, and the other is a demon that can turn bullets around; their momentum is evenly matched.

The white-haired man seized the opportunity to back away, shouting, "Master, why aren't you opening the altar yet?!"

The rear door of a van parked on the side of the road was pushed open from the inside, revealing a bright yellow altar inside, and a Taoist priest in a yellow robe standing behind the altar.

This Taoist priest had a mustache, dark circles under his eyes, and round, chubby cheeks. He didn't look like a righteous Taoist priest at all; instead, he seemed rather sinister.

As soon as the back door of the truck opened, the Taoist priest began chanting incantations rapidly, while simultaneously brandishing his peach wood sword a few times on the altar.

He tapped the peach wood sword on the altar, then grabbed a handful of powder with his left hand and threw it onto the altar.

The flying dust, ignited by the candlelight, transformed into a fleeting, blazing flame.

The flames seemed to transcend space, rushing directly towards Li Zhen.

A scorching heat made Li Zhen extremely uncomfortable.

Not only his body, but even his primordial spirit felt a burning sensation as if it were approaching a fiery pit.

It seems this Taoist priest was invited specifically to nail his primordial spirit.

That fire was just the prelude.

The Taoist priest didn't stop for a moment, chanting incantations and taking out a Bagua mirror.

After a few brief incantations, he raised the Bagua mirror and shone it on Li Zhen. Although the distance was not close, Li Zhen's sinister appearance clearly appeared in the Bagua mirror.

The Taoist priest picked up a piece of yellow paper, pressed it against the Bagua mirror, and when he took it off, a blurry human figure appeared on the yellow paper.

With a loud shout, the Taoist picked up the prepared peach wood nails and hammered them one by one into the four limbs bearing the mark.

Li Zhen, who was moving forward, stopped in his tracks.

He looked in surprise at his legs, which wouldn't obey him, and then at his arms.

There were no wounds on his arm, but blood was flowing out.

At the same time, the sorcerer dug out the heart of his dead companion, cut open his belly, and stuffed a large clump of bloody stuff into his own mouth.

He started gesturing wildly as if he had gone mad, sometimes smearing blood on his body, and chanting incantations more and more rapidly.

The incantation seemed to possess a strange power.

Investigator Li realized that his communication with the red-eyed bats had been disrupted.

The bat-faced demon, which had been becoming active, also fell silent.

The sorcerer stopped chanting and said to the white-haired man, "Even if he has collected your belongings and birth date, he can't do anything to you now because he can't use his sorcery."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired man finally relaxed.

He was constantly on edge after learning that the person he had fought might be a sorcerer.

Who knows if the other party might be investigating his information, collecting his belongings, or even casting a curse on him at some point?
These kinds of things are impossible to prevent.

But now there's no need to worry about that.

As a sorcerer from the Bat faction, the opponent's evil spirits were restrained, the vampire was entangled, and his own ghostly soul was suppressed, so he couldn't even cast a spell. What could the opponent possibly do?
Like a hedgehog that has had its quills stripped off, it can only be slaughtered by others.

The white-haired man looked at the sorcerer and said, "Master, you have excellent skills."

The sorcerer nodded.

The white-haired man looked at the Taoist priest and, unusually, smiled: "Taoist priest, you have quite the skills!"

"Hehe, I used the Bagua Mirror to reveal his primordial spirit, and then used this peach wood nail to pin his primordial spirit from a distance. This peach wood nail can injure both the soul and the body. I have never seen any evil spirit that has been nailed to it escape."

The Taoist priest spoke animatedly for a few moments, then frowned and said, "It's really strange. How did this person cultivate himself to be so sinister, so evil from his primordial spirit to his physical body..."

"However, it is precisely countered by my peach wood nail! Once you are hit by my peach wood nail, anyone who can breathe will feel excruciating pain all over their body and will not be able to exert any strength."

The white-haired man flattered, "Master, your magical powers are profound. Without you, we really wouldn't know how to deal with this person."

The Taoist stroked his beard smugly.

"Kill him quickly! He can still control that blood-sucking evil creature!" the sorcerer suddenly warned.

The Taoist priest was startled. He turned around and saw that the vampire was still not quiet.

"So fierce?!"

The Taoist priest glanced at Li Zhen, who was slowly raising his foot, and quickly picked up the last peach wood nail, driving it into the figure's chest.

The tip of the peach wood nail had just pierced the mark's chest when it bounced out.

The Taoist's expression changed drastically. He quickly turned to look at the Bagua mirror and saw a terrifying bat-faced being and a spider-like monster flash by.

wrong!

His Bagua mirror can reveal the essence of another person's primordial spirit and imprint that essence on yellow paper so that the other person can use magic to target it.

But what did I just see?
That aura was absolutely demonic!
This isn't about turning one's own soul and spirit into a ghost; it's clearly about being possessed by an evil spirit!

Could this person already be a living demon?
The Taoist priest pressed the peach wood nail into the figure's chest again, but still could not stop the nail from being pulled upwards.

"What you think is terrifying are the red-eyed bats, or the vampires? Or perhaps my half-ghost spirit?"

Suddenly, the Taoist heard the person opposite him say something.

He suddenly looked up and was horrified to see the other person raise their right hand without changing expression.

To say that one would experience "excruciating pain all over the body" after being hit by his peach wood nails would be an understatement.

The pain of being bitten so hard is unbearable for most people; not fainting on the spot is a testament to one's strong willpower.

But this person was still able to move his arms, something the Taoist had never seen before.

“What’s truly terrifying is me in this state!” Li Zhen gave the Taoist a strange smile. “I wonder how you plan to deal with me?”

The purplish-blue spots on his body seemed to come alive, wriggling incessantly.

Amidst a faint rustling sound, a twisted black shadow swayed behind him, like dancing spider legs.

Suddenly, a clump of wild grass flew into Li Zhen's hand.

Finally, the little devil brought the photo, and he twisted the grass into a shape that resembled a human figure with one hand.

The photo of the white-haired man was directly sculpted into the straw doll.

A few strands of white hair on his right hand were also casually inserted into the straw figure.

Without even looking, Li Zhen reached down and found several iron nails of suitable length in his hand.

This was an essential item, so Li Zhen naturally carried it with him at all times.

The white-haired man and the Taoist priest opposite him, seeing Li Zhen's actions, naturally knew that Li Zhen was going to retaliate, and they were both a little uneasy.

When he saw Li Zhen's iron nail being driven into the ground, the white-haired man felt a sharp pain in his head, and only then did he realize that Li Zhen's target was him.

The pain was so intense, it felt as if an iron nail was struggling to grow out of his head.

Under such pain, the white-haired man lost all ability to think and simply gripped the pendant tightly in his hand.

At this point, the pendant started to heat up again.

A burning sensation traveled from my palm to my brain, but it did nothing to relieve the pain; the nail continued to grow outwards.

Feeling warm liquid flowing down his face, he screamed and barely managed to reach up and grab his face, only to find an iron nail growing out of his flesh!
This scene was so terrifying that even the Taoist priest, who had experienced many things, was greatly shocked.

When he jumped off the car with the talisman and ran to the white-haired man's side, he saw a sharp iron nail growing out of the man's face.

He gritted his teeth and stuck the talisman in his hand to the man's forehead, and the talisman immediately exploded into a cloud of green smoke.

Several more iron nails grew out of the man's face. The man still had an expression of extreme pain on his face, but his hands were still gripping the Taoist's head.

What kind of curse is this?!

The Taoist quickly realized that the man had been controlled by the other person and was not acting consciously.

But casting a spell requires a certain medium. Where did the other party obtain this man's personal belongings from?

Damn it, wasn't the plan to have me set up an altar to deal with a heretical figure who turned himself into a ghost?

What kind of monster is this?!
He tugged at the cloth, but couldn't get it back from the man's grasp. In a panic, the Taoist ran towards the truck as fast as he could.

The Taoist priest climbed onto the truck in a few swift movements, grabbed the peach wood sword, and was about to cast a spell when he saw that the person opposite him seemed to be about to stab the straw man again.

He saw his nine-beam scarf at the man's feet and realized something was wrong.

Does that mean the other party can cast a curse simply by obtaining something personal?
This is absolutely terrifying!
He stuck all the talismans on himself in an attempt to counteract the opponent's black magic.

After feeling a sharp pain in his head, the Taoist priest thought to himself: It's over.

The strange pain made him understand what the white-haired man had felt at that time.

Driven to madness by the torment, the Taoist priest overturned the altar and staggered, falling from the truck bed.

Li Zhen turned to look at the dumbfounded sorcerer.

The sorcerer's throat bobbed: "You...you're not a Bat Sect sorcerer? No, you have evil spirits, you must be a Bat Sect sorcerer!"

"But you..."

Li Zhen walked towards the sorcerer: "Why can't the Bat School sorcerers learn sorcery from other schools?"

"Impossible!" the sorcerer declared resolutely.

Li Zhen asked curiously, "Why is it impossible?"

“The will of the evil spirits will clash,” the sorcerer said, trembling. “Some of us have tried it, and some have been directly devoured by the evil spirits.”

"Even if you manage to learn two kinds of black magic, you can't control them as well as you do. They're both sinister and evil, and you'll end up being eaten by demons."

Li Zhen said, "That's just because you're ignorant. In places you don't know, there may be other people who have learned various forms of black magic."

A photograph and a handful of withered grass appeared in Li Zhen's hands.

The sorcerer, filled with despair, did not resist.

Li Zhen asked one last question: "What ritual did you just use to seal my black magic cultivation?"

The sorcerer cried out in despair, "Will telling me make me immortal?"

“I would have known even if you hadn’t told me.” Li Zhen also used the “half-corpse curse” on the sorcerer.

He didn't have time to deal with things here; he had to find Tirapa as soon as possible.

Amidst the sorcerer's screams, Li Zhen found a red-eyed bat in a patch of grass, devouring the carcass of a hawk-owl.

The red-clad imp with a vacant look stood next to the red-eyed bat, its body now transparent, clearly having exerted considerable effort just now.

(End of this chapter)