The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 131 Witchcraft Breaks the Flying Head Curse
The dark shadow, like a bat, spread its wings and flew silently through the air.

Upon reaching Chen Xiong's altar, the dark figure abruptly stopped and gracefully descended onto the grass.

When Chen Xiong saw the man's fangs, ferocious expression, and bat-like appearance, his heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't until the person reached out and removed the mask from their face that Chen Xiong realized that it wasn't the person's real appearance, but rather that they were wearing a mask.

At this moment, Li Zhen and Chen Xiong saw the man's aged face clearly and realized that what looked like bat wings was actually a cloak the man was wearing.

"A sorcerer?"

The man's bloodshot eyes first looked at Chen Xiong, then at Li Zhen behind Chen Xiong.

"Na Long?" Li Zhen sized up the man.

The other person was speaking a Southeast Asian language, but they used words that Li Zhen was familiar with, so Li Zhen could understand them.

Unaware of what the other person was saying, Chen Xiong stared intently at the sorcerer's face, trying his best to get himself into the best possible state.

Although he had never fought magic before, he had been on the stage many times and had a strong mental fortitude. At this moment, he didn't feel much panic.

Na Long's gaze swept around, then suddenly fell on the bag on Li Zhen's lap, and his face lit up with joy.

"The bat! So it fell into your hands! Give me back my bat!"

In his excitement, he didn't waste any time and immediately took action!

He shook the cloak behind him, and suddenly it exploded on the ground.

After a wisp of smoke rose, numerous crocodile skulls appeared on the ground surrounding his body.

Within the skull, crimson eyes lit up, as if something was hiding inside.

Nalong roughly ripped off his cloak amidst the blue smoke, and with a turn of his head, his face was covered in bizarre makeup, making him look frantic.

He chanted incantations loudly as he grabbed a rooster from the ground.

After severing the chicken's head, Nalong, like a comical dancer, danced among the crocodile heads, sprinkling chicken blood onto each crocodile skull.

Finally, he quickly returned to the center of the crocodile skull, and as the movement intensified, the incantation he uttered became louder.

After reciting the incantation, he threw the chicken carcass in front of Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong was startled and couldn't help but glance back at Li Zhen.

When he turned back, he noticed that the pairs of crimson eyes in those crocodile skulls were even brighter.

Immediately afterwards, bats with blood-red eyes crawled out of the crocodile's skull.

After a series of strange squeaking sounds, the swarm of terrifying bats viciously pounced on Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong focused his mind, made a Buddhist mudra with his hands, and mumbled some indistinct scriptures.

A protective shield, like a golden bell, appeared around him, blocking the swarming bats.

The chanting of scriptures grew louder and louder, and lines of scripture rose from beneath Chen Xiong, spreading upwards from his skin, looking exceptionally mystical.

The red-eyed bat cried out.

Seemingly sensing fear, the bats flying towards Li Zhen slowed down.

Li Zhen stretched out his right hand and effortlessly caught several bats that pounced at him.

He had seen Magusu use the same technique before, so he was familiar with it.

However, Magusu summoned snakes instead of bats back then, and their power was far less than it is now.

This Nalong is indeed stronger than Magusu.

Li Zhen looked at the bat struggling in his hand.

Each bat that flew out of the skull was just as strong as the red-eyed bat that Li Zhen had seen for the first time.

After carefully sensing the aura, Li Zhen discovered that these bats had a slightly different aura from the red-eyed bats, completely lacking the sinister quality of the red-eyed bats.

Especially after the red-eyed bat completes two metamorphosis, these bats are even less comparable to the red-eyed bat.

Li Zhen exerted his strength and crushed the bat in his hand to death.

Chen Xiong's side also saw the outcome of their first duel.

When the scripture spread to Chen Xiong's entire body, the bats surrounding him scattered and fell helplessly to the ground.

They've got some skills...

Li Zhen glanced at Chen Xiong and placed his hand on the bag where the red-eyed bat was.

Stimulated by the bats' calls, the red-eyed bats became restless again.

Seeing that his bats were useless, Nalong immediately began chanting a spell, causing the crocodile skulls on the ground to pounce on Chen Xiong, forcing Chen Xiong into a frantic struggle.

Magusu also used this tactic.

These crocodile skulls look scary, but they actually have limited attack power and shouldn't be able to do anything to Chen Xiong.

Li Zhen's gaze shifted to Na Long.

Seeing that Nalong had taken out two short sticks of unknown purpose, Li Zhen became wary.

This was a scene he didn't remember.

After chanting a series of incantations, Nalong struck the two short sticks together.

A clear voice came out.

The red-eyed bats inside the bag struggled violently, causing a large bulge to appear on the outer layer of the bag.

A slight "sizzling" sound was heard, and a small crack appeared on the surface of the sturdy cloth bag.

Could it affect red-eyed bats?
With a wary expression, Li Zhen chanted an incantation, slowly exerting force with his hand that was pressing down on the red-eyed bat, pushing it back into the bag.

Long-dormant feelings of resentment and violence arose in Li Zhen's heart, burning his consciousness like flames.

Li Zhen knew that this was not an emotion he possessed, but rather an emotion caused by the backlash from the red-eyed bat.

However, his primordial spirit is strong, so dealing with this backlash is not difficult for him.

However, the fact that someone could control the red-eyed bats and make them turn against him made Li Zhen feel somewhat disgusted.

He must obtain this person's memories to eliminate all uncertainty.

The red-eyed bats were gradually suppressed by Li Zhen.

"My bats! Die! All of you die!"

Seeing that his moves were ineffective, Nalong became even more frenzied and struck the short stick in his hand even faster.

The crisp tapping sounds blended together, turning into a jarring noise.

The sound tormented Chen Xiong, who was struggling to deal with the crocodile skulls, causing him great pain and nearly getting bitten by one of them.

The teeth inside every crocodile skull are extremely sharp; a bite from one of them will hurt no matter where you are bitten.

"Stop knocking! Tell him to stop knocking!" Chen Xiong shouted hurriedly.

After glancing at Chen Xiong, Li Zhen suddenly lowered his hand, completely pinning the red-eyed bat inside the bag, rendering it unable to move.

The red-eyed bat let out a few strange, unwilling cries.

Nalong was suddenly thrown backward, as if he had been hit hard, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He hurriedly got up, glanced in fear at Li Zhen, whose magic power was stronger than his own, and took out a small jar from his pocket.

As soon as the jar was opened, a foul, pungent odor immediately wafted out from the opening.

The jar contained a viscous substance made of an unknown material.

Nalong roughly grabbed two handfuls of the substance and quickly smeared it on his face and neck.

While chanting incantations, he used several long needles he had taken out to pierce his own neck.

Then, something terrifying happened.

The neck was forcibly pulled out of his body from where his long needle had pierced it.

Beneath that hideous face covered in colorful makeup, all that remained was the neck and the red intestines and trachea-like things dangling from it.

An eerie aura enveloped Li Zhen and Chen Xiong as the flying head took flight.

Flying head descends!
Even Li Zhen, who had been handling things with ease and wanted to see what kind of evil magic the other party possessed, became serious.

The booklet left by Ma Gusu did not record the training method of Flying Head Curse, but anyone who has been exposed to curse techniques will be familiar with Flying Head Curse.

This is a top-tier form of black magic, but it is also considered a taboo form of black magic. Due to its high difficulty and the high danger involved in its practice, most black magic practitioners, even if they know how to practice it, will not easily attempt to do so.

The legendary black magic is indeed extraordinary.

With the blessing of this black magic, Nalong's aura greatly increased.

After finally dealing with those crocodile heads, Chen Xiong turned around and saw something that made his heart pound, and he didn't know what to do.

The head, dragging a red, sausage-like thing underneath, hurtled towards Chen Xiong.

Before the head even arrived, the horrifying stench of blood and the terrifying aura of malevolence were already there.

Startled, Chen Xiong was unable to dodge in time and was grazed by the head, flying heavily backward.

Dizzy from the impact, Chen Xiong rolled twice on the ground and looked back at the head in a panic.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the head wasn't rushing towards him, but instead heading straight for Li Zhen.

This is a deadly move...

If the sorcerer hadn't been targeting someone else, he really doesn't know if he would have survived...

Chen Xiong hid behind a row of candle holders and looked anxiously at Li Zhen.

Now it's a battle of sorcerers against sorcerers...

Seeing the head fly over, Li Zhen didn't make any move.

The vampire took two steps forward.

Suddenly, a red tentacle emerged from under the vampire's cloak and wrapped around the "intestines" beneath its swollen head.

Nalong let out a strange cry, and suddenly pulled his head upwards, ripping the entire body of the ghost fetus out of the vampire.

Before the ghost fetus even hit the ground, it was tightly bound by strands of incredibly resilient intestines.

The intestines kept tightening.

The ghost fetus let out a strange cry.

Blood mixed with chunks of flesh kept dripping from its body.

Not to be outdone, the vicious demon fetus wrapped its tentacles around the intestines beneath the bulging head, climbing upwards like vines.

The longest tentacle suddenly thrust upwards and pierced into Nalong's neck.

Nalong screamed in agony as the "intestines" beneath his head spun wildly, trying to shake off the ghost fetus.

The demon fetus tried to grab the "intestines," but slid down the smooth "intestines" to the ground and was flung away by the angry Nalong.

Seeing this, Li Zhen remained calm. The ghost fetus was incredibly tenacious; that head alone couldn't kill it.

The flying head curse did not disappoint him; it was indeed terrifying.

This Nalong is also a terrifying sorcerer.

If he hadn't visualized the third demon and hadn't learned witchcraft, dealing with it certainly wouldn't have been so easy.

Li Zhen picked up the two candles on the white cloth, gave them a gentle shake, and the candles lit up.

Li Zhen placed the candles on the two inverted cups on the left and right, then took out the fleshy demon statue and placed it between the candles.

Then take out a small black bowl with talismans drawn on it and a small twig.

The bowl contained something that looked like solidified wax, but it was dark green and looked rather eerie.

A small, semi-solid substance popped out from the twig, and Li Zhen held the twig and waved it over the candle.

The object in front of the twig immediately burst into flames, turning into a small fireball.

Li Zhen, chanting a strange incantation, took out a talisman with bizarre symbols drawn on it and lit it on a flame.

Li Zhen circled the lit talisman three times over the flame, then casually tossed the talisman aside and flicked his right hand, sending the small fireball flying.

The talisman paper, now reduced to ashes, fell to the ground.

The demonic statue trembled, releasing a strong, sinister aura.

The small flame flickered a few times, then turned into a fireball larger than a human head, and slammed straight into Nalong's head.

The heat dispelled the stench of blood and malevolence in the air.

Upon seeing the fireball hurtling towards him, Nalong, who was chasing the "ghost fetus," changed his expression and controlled his head to flee backward.

The fireball pursued relentlessly.

Li Zhen spread his hands out, then slowly clasped them together, his chanting becoming faster and faster.

Although the fireball was fast, it wasn't as quick-witted as Nalong and couldn't catch up with him for a while.

The human head and the blazing fireball grazed overhead one after the other, startling Chen Xiong so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly noticing something amiss, he turned around and saw a row of footprints on the ground leading towards the headless sorcerer's body.

He could tell from the footprints that it was the little devil he had just seen acting.

Control the head from the front, and use the imp to ambush the opponent's body from behind?

How insidious...

However, the other side must have been prepared...

Chen Xiong, who was very clear-headed, did not approve of the kid's actions.

When he saw the other party let out a scream when they were only a few steps away from the body, Chen Xiongqi knew that his judgment was correct.

The other party isn't stupid; they couldn't have used such evil magic without preparation.

The little devil, who had rolled around on the ground a few times, revealed himself and viciously threw the rotting cat he was holding into the air.

As soon as it flew onto the body, the cat was flung away like the little devil, scattering maggots all over the ground.

But this time the operation was successful.

Chen Xiong saw a white, powdery substance, somewhat like salt grains, fall from the cat onto the headless body.

The body that had stood firm suddenly fell backward.

At the same time, the head flying in the air suddenly froze and fell to the ground.

The fireball that caught up slammed into its head.

Flames exploded, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the head was burned beyond recognition.

Since he knew in advance that the opponent might use the flying head technique, Li Zhen would naturally make some preparations beforehand.

Among the knowledge of black magic he acquired was the saying that salt could counteract flying head curses.

Now that I've tried it, this statement is indeed correct.

While it can't be called restraint, it can still affect the flying head curse.

Even a momentary impact is enough to determine the winner.

"do you died?"

Chen Xiong slowly stood up and looked solemnly at the bloodied and mangled head.

Turning his head, he saw that Li Zhen was still not relaxed, and his heart tightened.

Looking at the head again, Chen Xiong discovered that flesh and blood were growing on it at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he quickly ran behind Li Zhen.

"What...what kind of monster is this?! It can't be burned to death no matter how hard I try?"

"Not a monster, but a demon."

Li Zhen's expression truly became serious.

His arrival did indeed bring about some changes.

The wounded Fu Gui Tai, following Li Zhen's will, dragged the fallen corpse to Li Zhen's side.

Without any hesitation, Li Zhen picked up the sharp dagger, and with a swift stroke, severed the corpse's hands and feet. He then opened the chest, removed the victim's heart, and dripped the victim's blood onto the fleshy demon statue.

The demon statue began to tremble, and the flesh on it began to wriggle like worms.

Upon seeing such a bloody scene, Chen Xiong's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously swallowed.

Looking again at the head that had already floated up, I couldn't tell which side looked more like a demon.

Nalong's head floated in the air, and flesh and blood grew back on his face, which had been blown to pieces and was now just skin and flesh. For a moment, the flesh did not grow back to the surface, making it look particularly terrifying.

He opened his mouth and let out a sharp shriek.

A terrifying bat shadow appeared behind his head, and it opened its eyes, which gleamed with an eerie light.

This is the exact same aura as the bat demon!

This demon was summoned by Nalong.

Investigator Li sensed that the moment this demon appeared, the bat demon within him also opened its eyes.

A surge of intense, violent emotion overwhelmed Li Zhen's consciousness, causing his breathing to become erratic.

Even his body began to writhe under the influence of the demonic aura, as if a strange change was about to occur.

This is the backlash from evil.

Li Zhen was no stranger to this feeling.

But why was this Nalong able to trigger a backlash from the evil spirit within him?

It's not Nalong.

That head should be controlled by a demon!

What exactly does this evil spirit want to do?
When Li Zhen came into contact with the six-armed bat-faced demon, he sensed that the demon's will was muddled and lacked clear thinking.

The demon currently appearing on that Nalong seems to be a chaotic will, and its actions are likely driven solely by instinct.

After the consciousness of the six-armed bat-faced demon within Li Zhen's body recovered to a certain extent, it triggered a reaction from the other two demons.

The three evil spirits then formed a power struggle against each other.

The bat-faced demon, wreaking havoc, slowly fell silent.

Standing not far behind Li Zhen, Chen Xiong saw that the aura emanating from Na Long was so evil and terrifying, and Li Zhen also became extremely frightening. He quietly took two steps back.

He could accept the idea of ​​dealing with sorcerers, since it concerned his life.

But these things are clearly beyond his control now, so it's best to stay away.

Nalong let out a series of obscure incantations.

The limbs that Li Zhen had severed, as well as the heart that had been removed, all flew towards Nalong at the same time.

A standing body was formed beneath that head.

This is the power of evil, something that Nalong himself could not have achieved.

Chen Xiong asked cautiously, "Is he going to be resurrected? Isn't he going to do anything?"

Looking at the protruding head, Li Zhen said, "It's already done."

Chen Xiong was a little puzzled.

What have you done?
He glanced at the demonic statue in front of Li Zhen, then at the knife that Li Zhen had thrown onto the white cloth.

Does "did" refer to the action of splitting the corpse open just now?
Just as he had this thought, he suddenly heard a scream come from the flying hair that was radiating a terrifying aura.

Turning his head sharply, Chen Xiong saw black flames emerging from the humanoid corpse pieces.

The eerie flames, once they appeared, quickly spread along the charred "intestines" beneath the head towards the flying head.

No matter how much the flying head struggled, it couldn't escape the black flames.

Chen Xiong looked back at Li Zhen and noticed that the fleshy demon statue in front of Li Zhen was also covered with a faint layer of black flames, which caused a phantom pain on his skin.

After the first sacrifice, Damusul's will had descended, and subsequent sacrifices would not be as troublesome as the first one.

A drop of blood from one's heart can trigger its reaction.

This demon is so bloodthirsty, it certainly won't let go of the flesh and blood of such a powerful sorcerer.

It's unknown how the battle between the two evil forces will end in the real world...

Li Zhen saw the bat shadow appearing above the head, forming a confrontation with the black flames.

Suddenly, he looked down at the cloth bag in front of him.

Just as the red-eyed bat, which had quietly crawled out, was about to take flight, it was caught by Li Zhen's right hand, which was covered with snake-scale-like patterns.

The irritable red-eyed bat opened its mouth and bit Li Zhen's finger, easily piercing it.

Those scaly keratinous structures were of no use to its sharp teeth.

Li Zhen took out a needle without expression.

After staining the needle with his own blood, he chanted incantations as he pierced the red-eyed bat's head with the needle.

The restless red-eyed bats gradually fell into a state of slumber.

That demon also wants the red-eyed bat?
Feeling somewhat weary, Li Zhen looked at the flying head that had landed.

The bat-faced demon did not fight against Damassulu for long. For some reason, it chose to give up on Nalong and let the black flames devour Nalong's head.

They saw a spirit that looked exactly like Nalong emerge from Nalong's corpse.

Li Zhen grabbed the red-eyed bat with his left hand, stood up, and pulled out a palm leaf whip from his sleeve.

(End of this chapter)