The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 130 The Arrival of the Top Bat-Style Sorcerer

Chen Xiong pushed open the door alone and walked up to Master Wenma Mamo.

"Hey buddy, I heard you were looking for me?"

Although there were Buddha statues everywhere, Chen Xiong still felt a little scared when faced with the mummified corpse that claimed to be his brother from a previous life.

Master Wenmadamo was surrounded by a halo again: "Chen Xiong, you need to be prepared, that sorcerer is coming soon."

"Huh? They're here already?!" Chen Xiong's expression changed. "Are you kidding me? I only became a monk two days ago, and I haven't even finished the cultivation plan you set for me. And you're telling me that the sorcerer is coming?"

"When you met me, you said yourself that the sorcerer was extremely terrifying, one of the most terrifying and top sorcerers in Southeast Asia. Even the monks in your temple couldn't deal with him, but I was a special case and could deal with him."

"And what was the result? You want me to deal with him like this? Sorry, while I, Chen Xiong, may be somewhat confident in my skills, I'm not a reckless fool who doesn't think things through!"

He became increasingly angry as he spoke, and his tone grew worse and worse.

How could I not be angry?
The abbot of the temple suddenly appeared before him like a ghost, asking him to come to Southeast Asia.

When he first saw that bizarre scene, he ran away immediately.

The second time I saw the vision, before I could hear what the chief abbot in the vision was saying, I was disturbed again, causing the vision to disappear.

His later trip to Southeast Asia had nothing to do with this famous host; it was simply to avenge his brother, who had been ambushed and permanently paralyzed, and to find that Thai boxing champion.

As he passed by the temple, he saw the A-shaped roof and felt it was very familiar, almost exactly the same as the vision he had seen the second time. Out of curiosity, he went into the temple.

The monks were waiting for him outside the temple and told him that the abbot already knew he had arrived.

Chen Xiong found it very strange at the time.

Upon seeing the abbot, who had turned into a dried corpse, Chen Xiong listened to the abbot recount the whole story. His first reaction was that the abbot was talking nonsense.

What's the difference between this and a street fortune teller ripping people off about being brothers in a past life or dying when you die?
Chen Xiong scoffed and left the temple that very day.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, if he were so easily fooled, he would have lost his life long ago.

But that night, after feeling unwell, he vomited a large fish in the toilet.

This bizarre event exceeded Chen Xiong's psychological capacity, leading him to believe the words of the head host.

When he returned to the temple and met the abbot, he agreed to help the abbot deal with the sorcerer, both to save the abbot and to save himself.

When this host first appeared, it was when he was almost killed by another group of people who were trying to take over his territory. The host saved him then, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

If we can save this master now, it would be a way of repaying his kindness.

The prerequisite is that you have to be confident in dealing with that sorcerer.

Sending him to deal with the sorcerer directly, as he is doing now, would be suicide.

Thinking about this, Chen Xiong wondered if he should run away beforehand...

Master Wenma Mamo slowly said, "Things have changed, and we can only adjust our plans according to the changes. Now that the sorcerer has come, you should face him."

"No, no, no, no, this is sending me to my death!" Chen Xiong shook his head repeatedly. "That sorcerer has already injured you like this, how could I possibly survive? I think you're just trying to trick me into going to my death."

"Don't worry, you now have a powerful helper. If you don't go to that sorcerer during this time, it will be even more difficult to deal with him once your helper leaves."

"Help? You mean... that group of people from earlier?"

"Yes, they were also involved in the cause and effect of this matter; they came to settle the karmic debt."

"Can they help me?"

"Others may not be able to do it, because this is my tribulation, but they are causally involved in this matter, so it is possible for them."

Chen Xiong frowned, seemingly remembering something, and said, "But I don't think that person is a good person. You know, when I saw that person just now, I felt like I saw... I saw something terrible that made me want to stay away from him."

"I've been in this business for so many years, and I've never seen anyone as terrifying as him. None of the opponents I've faced in the boxing ring have been that scary."

"That person can trigger my instinctive reaction with just one glance, it's really... really..."

Master Wenmadalo said, "He is also a sorcerer."

Recalling his experience of spitting out a fish, Chen Xiong's expression changed slightly: "A sorcerer?!"

“Yes, he is a trustworthy sorcerer,” Master Wenma Mamo said. “Go, have them prepare the final ritual for you in advance. With a powerful helper, you and I should be able to get through this ordeal.”

Chen Xiong hesitated and said, "Since he's so capable, why don't you just ask him for help? Why do you need me to do anything?"

Master Wendamamo's voice grew weaker and weaker: "Are you not here to entrust your life to others, to let others decide your... safety?"

Chen Xiong frowned.

This is definitely impossible.

After all, he was once a local tyrant, so he was naturally more accustomed to controlling his own destiny.

Master Wendamamo concluded with a reminder: "Remember, since they've already gotten involved, things might change... Tell them..."

The voice disappeared, and Master Wenmadamo reverted to an ordinary mummified corpse.

With a sense of unease, Chen Xiong frowned as he looked at the mummified corpse before him, sighed helplessly, and turned to walk away.

If he cannot help this high priest deal with that sorcerer, this mummified corpse will decompose in less than a week, and he will die along with it.

What other choice did he have but to do as the other party said?

However, if that terrifying sorcerer is also an accomplice, then there is still hope of surviving.

……

In the gloomy, empty room, there was an old coffin.

The coffin faced a huge, evil god statue with bat wings on its back and bat-like features on its face.

The evil god's eyes gleamed with an evil light, his hands rested flat on his knees, and a raging fire burned in front of him, the flickering flames making him even more sinister.

Between the coffin and the statue of the evil god, there are four pale hands emerging from the ground, three of which hold an evil object that looks like a statue.

The eyes of those evil creatures, like those of the demon statues, emitted an eerie red light.

The last hand held the skeleton of a giant bat standing upright.

At one moment, the skeleton suddenly trembled, and a strange light emanated from its eye sockets.

Suddenly, even fiercer flames erupted from the bonfire in front of the evil god statue.

A thin, small figure suddenly rose from inside the coffin.

The man was dressed in a long robe and wore a hood, through which only a pair of eyes, which gleamed with an eerie red light just like those of a demon, could be seen.

An old hand with sharp fingernails reached out and pushed back the hood, revealing a bat mask underneath and messy white hair behind it.

Slowly lifting the mask, one could see the person's aged face.

The man looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with a beard and hair that were both gray, and his facial features were typical of a Southeast Asian.

The person had a yellow gemstone embedded between their eyebrows, surrounded by a red pattern resembling flames, which looked rather strange.

His deep gaze swept over the statue of the evil god, finally settling on the bat skeleton. Upon discovering that the bat skeleton had indeed changed, the man's expression brightened with joy.

"Bats! Bats! The bats are alive! I wasn't mistaken, it's the aura of the primordial bats, the primordial bats have returned..."

Unable to control his emotions, he shouted a few times in Nanyang language, then spread his arms and slid from the coffin to the skeletal bat like a bat. The cloak behind him spread out and looked exactly like bat wings.

Under his fervent gaze, flesh and blood visibly sprouted from the bat's skeleton, rapidly turning it crimson.

"It's really alive!"

The man looked delighted.

However, the flesh and blood immediately stopped growing.

The man's face turned grim again.

He ran to a wall with various jars, impatiently took one out, grabbed a black rat wriggling on its entrails, and bit into its belly.

The rat let out a miserable scream.

The man quickly returned to the bat skeleton and spat the blood from his mouth onto the skeleton.

Blood foam splattered, and the blood vessels on the skeleton grew even more, but soon the newly grown flesh fell off the bat skeleton.

"Why can't he come back to life? It can't be, it can't be..."

The man's face turned extremely ugly. He repeatedly bit the rat in his hand, spitting a large amount of blood onto the bat's skeleton.

Even though he spat out a lot of blood, it was to no avail. The standing skeleton let out a weak scream and fell backward into the palm of the hand beneath it, almost falling apart.

The man shouted, dropped the rat, and quickly picked up the skeleton.

But just as the bat stood up, it immediately fell back down.

The man, holding the bat in both hands, approached the demon statue, knelt down, and bowed before it.

When he looked up at the bat skeleton in his hand, he found that the skeleton had broken apart and turned into a pile of ordinary white bones.

The man, however, showed no anger; instead, a look of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.

He sensed it; the primordial bat he had been searching for for so long had been resurrected!

Now that the bat has been resurrected, the skeleton has naturally lost its mystique.

The man threw down the white bones in his hand and bowed again before the demon statue.

The demon's eyes shone with a bright, blood-red light.

A strange, blood-red light pierced directly from the demon statue's eyes into the man's eyes.

The man covered his eyes with his hands and let out a painful scream.

Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the man's eyes.

After the pain subsided, the man seemed to see something, and with a ferocious expression, he repeatedly bowed to the demon statue.

He had worshipped this demon statue for so long before, but the demon hadn't reacted at all. Now that the demon statue had finally reacted, he was naturally very excited.

After the pain in his eyes disappeared, the man's aura became even more sinister.

He looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the doorway. "You're asking for it! No one can take my bat away!"

The man hurriedly prepared some things and rushed out the door.

"No matter who you are, you almost ruined my plans, I will definitely kill you! I will use your flesh and your soul to cast the most vicious curse!"

……

"That sorcerer is terrifying. Even Master Wenma Damo was tortured like this. We must be careful."

"It's not just that sorcerer we need to be careful of."

"What do you mean?"

"This sorcerer was provoked by the death of Magusu, so it is very likely that this sorcerer is not alone, but has helpers behind him."

"That's something we really need to be careful about. If a few sorcerers come and we're not prepared, things will get complicated."

As Li Zhengang was about to open his parasol after leaving the temple, he exchanged a few words with Huang Jinshen when he suddenly stopped and looked down at the bag he was carrying.

The red-eyed bat inside the bag struggled and poked its head out from the zipper, letting out a strange, anxious cry at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen reached out and let the red-eyed bat crawl into his palm.

The red-eyed bat was so large that it completely covered Li Zhen's hand, making it look like a ferocious beast crouching in Li Zhen's hand.

The light was somewhat dazzling, which exacerbated the red-eyed bat's unease.

Li Zhen covered the red-eyed bat with a parasol.

Looking at the frightening red-eyed bat, Wong Kam-sing asked, "What's wrong? It seems very uneasy."

More than just unease, Li Zhen clearly sensed that the red-eyed bat had been somewhat agitated, as if something important had happened.

The red-eyed bat shifted uneasily in Li Zhen's hand, looked up in a certain direction, and let out a squeak.

Investigator Li sensed that there seemed to be something in that direction that was very attractive to the red-eyed bats.

“The sorcerer will arrive as soon as it gets dark.” Li Zhen looked in the direction the red-eyed bat was looking.

This time the sensation was much clearer than the one at the airport.

Red-eyed bats cannot express their emotions precisely, and Li Zhen can only vaguely perceive certain emotions.

However, the only person capable of evoking such a reaction in the red-eyed bats is the sorcerer who trained them.

"So fast?" Huang Jinshen's expression changed.

“It’s best for him to make his move after it gets dark. If things go well, judging by this, that sorcerer won’t wait until nightfall.” Li Zhen controlled the red-eyed bat, preventing the restless bat from flying away.

This sorcerer doesn't have their own information, and most likely doesn't have the birth dates and times of the monks in the temple either. If they want to use their magic, they can only do so through special methods, which will most likely involve ghosts.

These methods are useless in the sunlight.

Like Li Zhen, although he has many methods, he can only use a limited number of techniques in the open. This is the limitation of the evil path.

Wong Kam-sing said, "Then let's go get something to eat first, and then go back to the temple to see what the masters and the others have in mind."

Although Detective Li wasn't hungry.

Both Huang Jinshen and his companion were hungry, having barely eaten all day.

Since the temple couldn't provide them with vegetarian meals at this time, they had no choice but to come out and find food elsewhere.

The three of them casually found a place to eat something, and when they came out, the sun was already beginning to set.

Wong Kam-sing drove the car out of the underground garage and parked it in a shady spot closer to the temple.

At this moment, a monk came from the temple and said that Keti Barrow's practice was complete and invited the three of them to enter the temple for a meeting.

There were vampires in the car, and the yin energy was very strong. Li Zhen felt very comfortable after sitting in the car for a while.

He didn't want to enter the temple at this time, so he asked Wong Kam-sing and Som Chai to go see Chan Hung together.

When Wong Kam-sing returned, he told Detective Lee that the man named Katie Barrow had decided to hold a ritual in the open space in front of the temple that night to fight the sorcerer, and he hoped that Detective Lee would assist him.

Detective Li had no objections.

He genuinely wanted to meet the top sorcerer of the Bat Sect and was very interested in the complete lineage of that sorcerer's memories.

However, not knowing whether his sudden appearance would bring any unexpected changes, Li Zhen did not take it lightly.

Li Zhen asked Songchai to buy some things for him, and as it was getting dark, he and Huang Jinshen arrived at the temple together.

This time, Li Zhen came with vampires and a host of ghosts.

As long as you don't enter temples, these ghosts aren't that scary.

In an open space in front of the temple, a group of monks had already set up an altar.

Chen Xiong sat in the center of the altar.

The altar was very simple. Apart from a few necessary items, there was a circle of candle holders placed around Chen Xiong.

Each candle holder had three candles lit.

After everything was arranged, the last monk sprinkled some water on Chen Xiong and then led the other monks back to the temple.

The middle-aged monk approached Huang Jinshen and said to him and Songchai, "You two are ordinary people, please come with me into the temple to avoid trouble."

Wong Kam-sing looked at Detective Lee.

Li Zhen nodded and said, "Go ahead, take the talisman I gave you, there won't be any danger."

"Then be careful," Huang Jinshen said, and then walked towards the temple with the middle-aged monk.

Now, only the anxious Chen Xiong and Li Zhen remained on the open space.

Chen Xiong glanced warily at the vampire beside Li Zhen, his throat bobbing, before turning his gaze to Li Zhen: "The head host told me to tell you that you were involved in this matter, so things might change."

After he had completely completed his spiritual practice, he received blessings from many monks, which greatly enhanced his magical power and gave him more confidence.

Before seeing Li Zhen, I thought that even if I saw the same person again, I wouldn't be too scared.

But when he actually saw Li Zhen again, he realized he was wrong; the fear he felt was even stronger than before.

Chen Xiong knew what was going on.

Previously, his magical power was not high, and his perception of the other party was very vague.

Now that their magical powers are greater, they can see more comprehensively, and therefore they are even more wary.

But after his initial apprehension, he felt somewhat at ease.

Having someone assist him naturally increases his sense of security.

I need to cultivate relationships...

Li Zhen nodded thoughtfully: "I understand."

Since that bat-affiliated sorcerer sensed the bats here, he might be making some preparations.

However, Li Zhen was not worried about this sorcerer, but rather about the other three sorcerers behind him.

Without needing to test him, the prescient man knew what methods this sorcerer possessed and had taken corresponding measures.

Li Zhen's time is running out. If he cannot find out the whereabouts of the other three sorcerers, it will be difficult for him to complete his mission.

Chen Xiong said uneasily, "That sorcerer is very powerful. I... I might not be able to defeat him. Sigh, I've only been a monk for a few days, and they've already pushed me out of the picture..."

“Your aura has changed.” Li Zhen looked Chen Xiong up and down and noticed that Chen Xiong was somewhat different from the one he had just met.

Chen Xiong said with a wry smile, "They put me in a big vat and transferred all their magic power to me."

He looked at Li Zhen again and asked tentatively, "Are you also from Hong Kong? The person who went into the temple just now also seemed to be from Hong Kong? We Hong Kong people should help each other when we're abroad, and we shouldn't be bullied by Southeast Asians."

Li Zhen nodded: "Hong Kong people should indeed help each other."

He spread a white cloth on the ground, placed the things that Songchai had prepared on the cloth, and then sat cross-legged in front of the cloth. Li Zhen placed the bag containing the red-eyed bat on his lap.

The other party can influence the red-eyed bats.

Before being certain of the opponent's methods, Li Zhen would not rashly release the red-eyed bats.

A series of giggles rang out.

Chen Xiong turned his head and saw that the grass on the ground had been trampled into small footprints.

He was startled and looked up at the footprints, where he saw the little devil holding a cat.

The little devil made a face at Chen Xiong and ran back to Li Zhen's side.

Chen Xiong then looked at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen reminded him, "Buddhism emphasizes the word 'stillness.' If your mind is not still, how much of your magical power can you exert?"

"Thank you for the reminder." Chen Xiong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

When engaging in magical combat with others, Buddhism does indeed emphasize "concentration." If one's mind is not settled, then no matter how much one has learned, it will be useless.

As dusk approached, a profound silence fell over the surroundings.

Neither Li Zhen nor Chen Xiong spoke again.

"coming!"

At one point, Li Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the dark sky.

A dark shadow, like a bat, glided in from outside the temple wall.

When Li Zhen looked up, the dark figure was only the size of a palm.

In a short while, the shadow grew to the size of a kite.

Chen Xiong opened his eyes and saw the dark figure. His heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little uneasy, but he suppressed it.

(End of this chapter)