The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 149 The Battle Between Detective Li and the Ghost Messenger

The half of the heart held in Li Zhen's hand transformed into a grotesque demon, struggling to escape from Li Zhen's grasp, but Li Zhen held it firmly in his hand.

This small half of the heart wasn't big, and Li Zhen held it perfectly in his hand.

The glove on his right hand was bitten through by the bizarre-looking demon, revealing his arm covered in snake scales.

Seeing that the ghost was still struggling, Li Zhen exerted his strength and squeezed the ghost until it was deformed.

Strands of viscous, bluish liquid flowed from the demon's body, dripping continuously down Li Zhen's arm.

This stuff looks like the blood of the ghost messengers.

Li Zhen glanced at the ghost messenger.

This guy is indeed very powerful.

Even the most sinister red-eyed bat was easily killed by it once.

If the red-eyed bats hadn't been able to revive, the situation would certainly be even more dangerous now.

All of the ghost messengers' methods are for subduing ghosts, and they can also subdue Li Zhen's primordial spirit.

If he were to fight the ghost messengers head-on with his primordial spirit, he would most likely end up like the red-eyed bat, being chewed up and swallowed by the ghost messengers.

While the cultivation speed is fast after taking the wrong path, one of the biggest drawbacks is that it is restrained by too many methods.

There is no way around it.

The only way to deal with the ghost messengers is to send the evil spirits to fight them.

If the demon can devour the ghost messenger, then his mission can be successfully completed.

If the opposite is true, and the ghost messenger suppresses the demon's will, then he will have to consider how to safely retreat and how to salvage the situation.

Turning his gaze away, Li Zhen crushed the demon in his hand into a lump of minced meat with one hand.

A large amount of viscous, bluish liquid dripped onto the fleshy demon statue.

Li Zhen ripped off the white cloth from the ground and, looking at the complex incantations around the demon statue, smeared the "flesh paste" in his hand onto the demon statue while chanting incantations.

Then it broke the snake carcass on the ground in two and threw each half to either side of the demon statue.

The snake carcass was the one he had just stepped on and killed outside the door.

The flesh on the demon statue slowly began to writhe, as if it were a sculpture composed of countless worms.

The viscous liquid was absorbed into the flesh by the demon statue.

The shadow of an indescribable demon appeared on the demon statue.

Li Zhen couldn't see its appearance clearly, but he could see two eyes that gleamed with an eerie light in the shadows.

Those eyes seemed so far away, in some unknown distance, yet also so close, almost within reach.

Is this the true form of Damasul?

The will of Damasul, located within Li Zhen's consciousness, also began to revive.

An unprecedented fervor overwhelmed Li Zhen's consciousness.

Every inch of his flesh screamed, urging him to offer all his flesh and blood to the demon before him.

Having performed so many sacrifices, this was the first time Li Zhen had seen the demon react so violently.

This hellish scene, teeming with evil spirits, is one of its favorite settings.

And this ghost messenger is the highest quality ghost that Li Zhen has ever sacrificed to it.

This evil spirit desperately wanted to devour the ghost messenger.

The demon's cooperation made it very easy for Li Zhen to perform this spell.

Li Zhen stood up, made a few awkward gestures with his hands, and then used his fingernails to scratch a sizable wound on each of his arms.

As the blood flowed out, he waved his hands, splattering his blood all around the demon statue.

As the eerie incantation resounded, Li Zhen seemed to transform into an ancient priest, inviting demons to come and enjoy the offerings with ancient gestures.

It was as if the voice, seemingly coming from the distant past, resonated with Li Zhen's voice.

One after another, illusory figures appeared around Li Zhen.

A terrifying, bloody aura emanated from the demonic statue.

Without a sound, black flames appeared on the fleshy pulp on the demon statue.

A sharp scream came from the minced meat.

At the same time, the ghost messenger let out an even more shrill scream.

"Demons? Demons! Die! I will devour you all alive!"

A small black flame appeared on the ghost messenger's chest and quickly spread to other parts of its body, engulfing the ghost messenger's entire body in the blink of an eye.

The ghost messenger, writhing in excruciating pain, pounded his body repeatedly, trying to extinguish the black flames.

However, no matter how it pounded, the black flames did not go out; instead, they became even more intense.

The ghost messenger's entire body, including his head, was covered in black flames, turning into a giant torch.

"You will all die! I will annihilate you all, so that you may never be reincarnated!"

Screams continued to sound.

Countless evil spirits were trampled to death by this ghost messenger in the deep pit.

"You're all going to die! Your whole family is going to die!"

Although the ghost messenger's voice was terrifying, it also gave the impression of being outwardly fierce but inwardly weak.

It came up aggressively, but unexpectedly, someone was not afraid of it at all and dared to fight it directly.

It wasn't that it hadn't encountered fierce ghosts that dared to attack it before, but whenever such ghosts appeared, they would be reduced to ashes by its iron chains or iron forks.

The person I encountered today was strangely wicked; he immediately used a flame that even I feared, intending to offer it as a sacrifice to the demon.

It could sense that this flame was associated with a terrifying demon.

This flame contains the greedy will of that evil spirit.

The ghost messenger's proudest ability is to transform and escape. As long as a part of its ghostly body escapes, it can be resurrected in the underworld.

However, this flame is precisely what counters its ability; no matter how it differentiates, it cannot escape this flame.

This made the ghost messenger feel uneasy.

Its eyesight was sharp; it noticed Li Zhen's strange behavior as soon as it appeared.

However, it believed that its magical power was so great that it could easily subdue a few mages and that nothing unexpected would happen.

This sense of superiority naturally stems from its disdain for monks.

Which of these human monks, upon seeing it, doesn't rack their brains to please it, hoping that it will open a back door for them at the right time and make things convenient for them?
Which monk would not treat it with utmost respect upon seeing it?

But now, an unexpected event has occurred.

This made the ghost messenger want to retreat.

Fortunately, the flames were not strong, and with the support of the continuous yin energy, they resisted the scorching heat.

This flame will not last long.

It won't be long before it gains the upper hand.

When the time comes, it will surely cut that mage into eight pieces and taste his flesh and blood piece by piece.

Intense hatred dispelled its idea of ​​retreating to the underworld.

"I'm going to eat you!"

The increasingly intense pain gradually drove the ghost messenger to lose his mind and go berserk.

It swung the iron chain in its hand and smashed it in all directions, leaving terrible whip marks on the ceiling and the four walls.

Rocks flew everywhere, turning the room into a terrifying "battlefield".

……

When Li Zhen performed the sacrifice, the atmosphere in the entire room changed drastically. Even an ordinary person like Kong Zhaoming could clearly sense the terrifying bloodshed.

Kong Zhaoming and Xiao Yulong, who had been trying to break down the door, huddled by the door and looked at Li Zhen and the ghost messenger.

Seeing the black flames erupting from the ghost messenger's body and hearing his screams, the two were greatly alarmed.

The ghost messenger is about to be burned to death?
Xiao Yuling squeezed behind the two of them.

Master Chen felt his way to the two of them through the door and asked anxiously, "How is the situation now? Why is that ghost messenger still screaming?"

"It's on fire!"

"on fire?"

"Black flames... Black flames erupted from the ghost messenger's body; he looks like he's about to be burned to death!"

"Where is my senior sister, Aunt Du?"

"Third Aunt is lying there, and she's moving her hands and feet, so she's definitely alright."

"I'm going to find my senior sister."

Seeing that Master Chen was about to run towards the ghost messengers, the two monks quickly stopped him.

Startled, Kong Zhaoming grabbed Master Chen's clothes: "Master Chen, Auntie is alright now. It's too dangerous over there. If you run over there, you won't have Auntie's good luck."

Master Chen said anxiously, "The ghost messenger is not so easy to deal with. It looks miserable, but its voice still sounds strong. If we don't take this opportunity to save our senior sister, we may not have another chance!"

Knowing full well what the ghost messenger meant, he was not optimistic about the situation.

The two monks exchanged a glance, and one of them said to Master Chen, "Let's go rescue Third Aunt together. Brother Chen, you wait here for us to come back."

After saying that, they didn't waste any time and ran towards the deep pit.

Kong Zhaoming hesitated and said, "I think this evil spirit seems to be getting weaker as it burns. It was so arrogant just now, but now it can only scream in agony."

Master Chen sighed: "You don't understand, these are ghost messengers... You've never dealt with ghosts, so you don't know what ghost messengers represent."

“That ghost that wants to take your lives might just be an ordinary evil ghost in the hands of the ghost messengers. If the ghost messengers are hungry, they can be eaten by it at will.”

Hearing Master Chen's words and recalling the terror of the evil spirit they had just encountered, Kong Zhaoming and the others felt even heavier.

With a forced smile, Kong Zhaoming said, "Master Li can easily deal with that evil spirit; he'll definitely be able to handle the ghost messengers."

Master Chen shook his head but did not speak.

The crazed ghost messenger swung the iron chains, scaring the group into shrinking back into the corner by the door.

Kong Zhaoming and Xiao Yulong pulled up a long table and placed it in front of the group.

After ducking to avoid a shower of flying stones, Kong Zhaoming and his companion peeked out, looking tremblingly at the ghost messenger and the two monks who were running away in a very disheveled state.

Master Chen asked anxiously, "How is it? Are they alright? Why was there such a commotion?"

……

Li Zhen retreated to a wall.

The vampire and the ghost fetus joined forces to hold off the crazed ghost messenger, barely managing to keep him in the pit and prevent him from climbing out.

A large pile of pebbles flew towards Li Zhen's face, but were all blocked by the Mahjong Ghost.

The huge iron chain crashed down on the wall next to Li Zhen with a loud bang.

The wind blew across Li Zhen's face, but his expression remained unchanged as he stared at the evil spirit.

The ghost messenger's howls sounded pitiful, but he could sense that the messenger's aura hadn't diminished much. A continuous stream of Yin energy flowed from the deep pit, protecting the ghost messenger from the corrosive black flames.

At this rate, even if he exhausts himself, the demon will not be able to devour the ghost messenger.

Even an ordinary ghost messenger is that strong?

The strength of this sacrificial ritual depends on the closeness of Li Zhen's connection with the evil spirits.

After visualizing the three great evils, Li Zhen could only perform sacrificial rituals at this level.

This is fine for dealing with other ghosts, but it's much less effective against ghost messengers.

Li Zhen looked down at the skin on his arm that was starting to wrinkle again, and stretched out his right hand.

The clever little devil hurriedly ran to the vampire's side and picked up a puppet from under the vampire.

It ran back to Li Zhen and handed the puppet to him.

The red-eyed bat swooped past the ghost messenger and stopped beside Li Zhen.

Li Zhen caught the piece of meat that the red-eyed bat spat out of its mouth.

Thin black flames were burning on the pieces of meat.

Picking up the puppet, Li Zhen smeared the piece of flesh and blood on it a few times.

A large amount of blood and bits of flesh stained the puppet.

Li Zhen casually crushed the demon formed from the piece of flesh, placed his hand on the puppet, and began chanting a spell.

At Li Zhen's command, the succubus stretched out her hands, revealing sharp, purplish fingernails on her ten fingers.

After several days of Li Zhen's ritual, one of the changes in the female demon was that her fingernails were now covered with a special toxin needed for the black magic.

This can speed up the execution of black magic.

Using a female demon as a specially made tool for casting spells, the resulting curses would be far more lethal than those cast casually by Li Zhen.

The way Li Zhen is doing it now, using a female demon to cast a corresponding curse, is the strongest curse that Li Zhen can cast, aside from certain forbidden curses.

To increase the toxicity of the banshee's nails, Li Zhen poured a special liquid onto them.

Sensing Li Zhen's will, the banshee slowly raised her hands and used the fingernails on her index fingers to poke into the puppet's eyes.

The method of sacrifice was actually just a test by Li Zhen.

Having decided to take action, he would not give the ghost messengers any chance to escape.

Therefore, he chose to use the method of slowly boiling a frog in water, first testing the ghost messenger's abilities with a sacrificial offering, and then using it to counter the ghost messenger's method of escape.

Even when burned, the ghost messengers did not fall into despair and did not flee immediately.

As long as it stays, Li Zhen will continue to restrict its option to escape back into the depths of the pit.

When the banshee's fingernails pierced the puppet's eyes, the frenzied ghost guards suddenly froze.

With a "bang," the eyes of the ghost messenger, who had been standing still, suddenly exploded, turning into two huge empty holes.

Drops of blue liquid fell, transforming into tiny evil spirits that frantically fled at the feet of the ghost messenger.

The black flames that ignited on the ghost messenger's body grew even more intense.

These little devils couldn't escape the black flames either, and flames erupted from their bodies.

The banshee's remaining fingernails then pierced the puppet's body.

Several holes were blown out of the ghost messenger's body one after another.

The even more intense black flames nearly turned the ghost messenger into a large, sticky mass of liquid.

But the ghost messenger still didn't die.

"I am a ghost messenger! You...can't kill me!"

The ghost messenger let out a muffled roar, and its melted body began to writhe, regrowing its limbs.

You could hear the panic in its voice.

It was as if it had been bewitched by some evil spell, and it found that its ghostly body was under control, making it difficult to move even a little.

With a "poof," half of the banshee's fingernail, which was embedded in the puppet, suddenly exploded.

The banshee let out a scream.

Li Zhen felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell.

His face turned even more pale, and the purplish-blue mark that resembled a vertical eye reappeared on his brow.

Feeling an itch on the tip of his nose, Li Zhen reached out and wiped it, discovering that it was blood flowing out.

Reaching the limit...

At the same time, the sacrificial ritual and the black magic put great pressure on his primordial spirit, making it impossible for Li Zhen to use any other methods.

Without external help, it would be difficult for Li Zhen to kill the ghost messenger.

"The timing is perfect, let's go."

Li Zhen looked at the ghost fetus that had been running back.

The ghost fetus let out a strange cry, immediately turned around, and rushed towards the deep hole like an octopus.

While the ghost was struggling, it successfully crossed the deep pit and arrived in front of Aunt Du.

The two monks who had finally reached Du Sangu looked warily at the ghost fetus.

Both of them were covered in blood; they must have suffered a great deal when they ran over.

The ghost fetus opened its mouth, its eerie eyes fixed on the two monks.

The two monks swallowed hard, their faces showing even greater fear.

"Make way," Du Sangu said weakly from behind.

The two monks did as they were told and stepped aside.

The ghost fetus looked at Du Sangu, and then at the four-faced Buddha statue beside her.

The four-faced Buddha was covered in grime, but its radiance remained undiminished, silencing the evil spirits.

As if it had been burned, patches of burn-like marks appeared on its skin.

The ghost fetus shifted its body uneasily.

Du Sangu seemed to know the ghost's intentions, and struggled to take off her coat and cover the Four-Faced Buddha with it.

She bit her finger and, trembling, drew some talismans on her clothes.

"Take...take them with you, the Four-Faced Buddha...will help...you..."

The demonic fetus stretched out its tentacles and grabbed the four-faced Buddha that was covered by clothes.

Even though there was clothing in between, its tentacles still caused a burning sensation when they touched the clothes.

Perhaps due to the influence of the talisman drawn by Aunt Du, the four-faced Buddha statue did not launch a fierce counterattack against the ghost fetus.

The demon fetus changed its tentacles and dragged the four-faced Buddha statue straight towards the ghost messengers in the deep pit.

Seeing this, Li Zhen opened his mouth and mumbled an incantation.

The demon's fingernails, still stuck in the puppet, slowly pierced into it.

Those fingernails also started to explode one after another.

The ghost messenger, which had just regained some shape, was blown into a lump of flesh again.

The ghost fetus that ran onto the ghost messenger pulled off the clothes on the Four-Faced Buddha, causing the Four-Faced Buddha to come into direct contact with the ghost messenger's ghost body.

The light emanating from the four-faced Buddha statue grew stronger and stronger.

The Buddha statue, like some kind of corrosive substance, fell into the massive ghost body of the ghost messenger with a sizzling sound.

A faint chanting sound arose, and the light of the Four-Faced Buddha penetrated the ghost body of the fetus, dyeing the ghost messenger with a golden yellow hue.

The ghost messenger let out a panicked scream.

"You can't kill me! I'm a ghost messenger! If you kill me, you won't live much longer either! You'll die!"

At this point, it finally realized that it seemed it could no longer even escape.

Li Zhen ignored the ghost messenger.

At his urging.

The banshee's only remaining fingernail had completely pierced into the puppet.

The ghost messenger's enormous ghost body suddenly exploded, breaking into countless pieces that scattered in all directions.

Every piece of flesh that flew off its body turned into a little evil spirit upon landing.

The little devils frantically fled into the depths of the pit.

But not a single demon escaped to the bottom of the pit.

All the little demons burst into black flames.

A stream of yin energy flew out from the bodies of those evil spirits and transformed into a ghostly messenger with an illusory form.

No matter how much the ghost struggled, it couldn't stop itself from flying towards the demon statue.

Li Zhen released the puppet, raised his hand to block the Buddha's light for a moment, and then pulled out a palm leaf whip from his sleeve.

As the ghost servant absorbed the demon statue, he suddenly swung his whip, striking the ghost servant's illusory form.

The palm leaf whip seemed to sense Li Zhen's urgency, and the end of the whip pierced into the ghost messenger like a snake.

The demonic statue trembled in dissatisfaction, and its speed in devouring the ghost messengers increased even further.

The enormous ghost messenger was devoured by the demon statue in a very short time.

However, the palm leaf whip was not without its benefits; Li Zhen could sense that it had also devoured a small portion of the ghost messenger's soul.

The ghost messenger completely disappeared from the statue of the evil god.

The screams then disappeared.

The room returned to silence, which seemed somewhat eerie compared to the previous noise.

Holding a palm leaf whip, Li Zhen looked at the deep pit.

Even after the ghost messenger was killed, the yin energy there continued to surge outwards.

From that yin energy, Li Zhen sensed an aura that was both comfortable and oppressive to him.

Is that really the underworld?

Some confused memories passed down from the palm leaves made Li Zhen's expression become somewhat dazed.

He stepped into the deep pit.

Bypassing the four-faced Buddha statues that sat on one side of the deep pit, Li Zhen gradually approached the depths of the pit along the sloping ground.

The battered and bruised ghost fetus chased after Li Zhen and leaped directly into the deep pit.

The red-eyed bat landed on Li Zhen's shoulder before the ghost fetus could be born.

"Wait for me!"

The little devil's figure flickered a few times and appeared behind Li Zhen.

The Mahjong Ghost walked to the edge of the deep pit and looked at Detective Li...

(End of this chapter)