The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 162 The Human Calamity and the Death of Detective Li

The vampire grabbed a charging zombie, bit its head, and tore off half of the zombie's head along with its black hood.

The zombie had a thin, bony face and a stiff, purple body. It was neither as frightening as the vampire zombie in terms of its aura or appearance, and was completely suppressed by the vampire zombie.

The vampire was about to suck the brains of the other zombie.

Numerous zombies rushed to the vampire's side and bit it directly.

The vampire let out a roar, turned around, and flung the other zombies aside.

If it's in its best condition, it won't be afraid of these zombies at all.

However, its evil energy and corpse energy had been broken by the formation, leaving it in its weakest state since its birth. Even the seven or eight zombies couldn't push it away for a while.

The burly middle-aged man and his men set up another layer of formation next to the vampire zombie to prevent it from leaving.

As long as you keep the vampire trapped here, you can slowly wear it down.

Once the formation was set up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This vampire is already trapped in their grasp...

The burly middle-aged man was about to speak when he suddenly looked up at the sky.

Although he couldn't see anything, the overwhelming aura terrified him.

"careful!"

A gentle breeze carrying a distinctive scent brushed against the face of the rugged middle-aged man.

He only saw a huge black shadow flash by, and then heard a scream.

Everyone looked up at the dark sky and saw a huge black shadow carrying a struggling man into the air.

"He Ming!"

Someone shouted anxiously.

Blood droplets, like a fine rain, continued to fall, and everyone felt the chill on their faces.

The screams coming from the air grew fainter and fainter, and everyone knew that the person was probably doomed.

With a "bang," a blood-soaked corpse fell from the sky and landed right next to the vampire.

The blood-craving vampire didn't hesitate; he grabbed the corpse and began to drink its blood.

The Wang family members' attention was focused on the dark figure in the air, and no one looked at the vampire.

For them, the danger posed by vampires is currently far less than that of this flying creature.

The old man took out a tangled bunch of thin red rope from his pocket and silently dripped his own blood onto the rope.

The wary, burly middle-aged man glanced at the man surnamed Fang and said in a low voice, "Didn't Mr. Fang say that our operation tonight would go very smoothly? The operation isn't even over yet, and two members of my Wang family have already died."

The middle-aged man surnamed Fang, gazing at the sky, said: "The hexagram 'Guai' signifies that when it is proclaimed in the royal court, it is a powerful and auspicious omen, announced from above and below, and ultimately brings good fortune."

"This hexagram is composed of the upper trigram Dui and the lower trigram Qian, with five yang lines and one yin line. The yin line is on top and the yang line is on the bottom, symbolizing the removal of evil or obstacles, and that the righteous path will ultimately prevail."

“I tell you that as long as you act decisively, there will be some dangers, but through unity of purpose, there will ultimately be a successful outcome.”

"There is only some danger now, but as long as you all work together, there will be a good outcome."

A young man said discontentedly, "Mr. Fang's words are too light! The death of two people is just a bit dangerous?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Fang shook his head: "That depends on what your Wang family wants to get. The more you want, the greater the price you will have to pay."

The dark shadow circled twice in the air before suddenly swooping down.

"Get into formation!"

The burly middle-aged man shouted.

Including him, the Wang family members all began chanting incantations.

"...Yang blood as the medium, corpse marrow as the rope! Three evil spirits entangle the soul, seven evil spirits lock the form..."

The red ropes in their hands formed slipknots, which then connected with each other to quickly create a red net.

As the shadowy figure lunged down, the net flashed with a blood-red light, deterring the figure from charging forward.

As a family that raises corpses, apart from the first ancestor who is said to have ascended to immortality, no one from the Wang family has become an immortal since. In terms of historical foundation, the Wang family is definitely not as powerful as a major sect like Changshan and cannot be considered a top-tier force.

However, in the current special circumstances, the Wang family has a greater advantage.

Every human will die after a certain point, but zombies won't.

Over time, no one knows how many zombies the Wang family has hidden.

This is the source of the Wang family's confidence.

Even now, upon seeing this evil object in the sky, the Wang family members did not panic excessively.

The evil creature in the air did not attempt to kill again. Instead, it turned and flew towards the low mountain, disappearing into its dark shadow.

When that thing was flying in the sky, the Wang family members could still see its shadow in the dark sky.

Once the thing flew towards the low hill, they lost track of it, which made the Wang family members very anxious.

The sound of something dragging on the ground came from the low hill.

Before long, two blurry figures appeared in the Wang family's line of sight.

The Wang family members exchanged glances, raising their vigilance to the highest level.

The two figures, though not moving fast, were not slow either, gradually entering the area illuminated by the lantern's faint light.

The Wang family members and the man surnamed Fang all clearly saw each other's appearance.

The men who arrived were a tall, thin man and a woman who exuded an eerie aura.

The woman was holding a strange object on her head, from which twisting, branch-like things were extending.

As the two approached further, the Wang family members were able to see more details.

The man's face was deathly pale, as if he were a walking corpse, but his eyes were incredibly deep and unfathomable, capable of chilling anyone who glanced at them.

The woman was holding a strange-looking monster with waving tentacles growing from its body.

A giant bat descended from the sky and landed on the woman's shoulder, scrutinizing the Wang family members with its red, glowing eyes.

Upon seeing those eyes, everyone in the Wang family momentarily lost their composure.

The red rope flashed with a red light.

A sharp pain shot through their hands that had touched the red rope, bringing the Wang family members back to their normal expressions.

Those people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The zombie's owner also kept other evil creatures...

Just then, a young man from the Wang family suddenly pulled downwards, snapping the knot in his hand. He then lunged at a member of the Wang family in front of him and tightly strangled the man's neck.

This sudden turn of events startled everyone.

After they realized what was going on, they understood what was happening.

That person must have been mentally weak and bewitched by the bat.

This is a pretty terrible thing.

This situation still occurred despite their precautions, which not only demonstrates the person's poor will but also illustrates how terrifying the bat was.

One person quickly subdued the man.

The other two flipped the red rope in their hands and reassembled it into a small net.

"Squeak!"

The strange sound pierced their ears, causing everyone present to suddenly go black.

It felt as if something had pierced their ears, causing them to experience extreme pain after a moment of disorientation.

The red-eyed bats had already seized the opportunity to pounce.

The lanterns hanging above the overturned altar suddenly emitted eerie flames.

The flames directly ignited the outer layer of paper on the lantern, causing even more intense flames to erupt.

Even from a distance, Li Zhen felt a blinding light and instinctively covered his eyes.

The banshee instinctively covered her eyes.

The ghost fetus fell to the ground and shrank behind Li Zhen.

The red-eyed bat, caught off guard by this attack, let out a painful cry before rising from the flames and soaring into the darkness of the sky.

The old man who caused this change walked in front of the burly middle-aged man and shouted loudly to him, "I'll hold this bat back, you go and kill its master!"

Blood was flowing from his ears. He didn't know how loud he was speaking, or whether the burly middle-aged man had heard him clearly. After speaking, he looked up at the sky with a serious expression.

The burly middle-aged man blinked uncomfortably and wiped the blood from his ear.

Although he was flustered, he remained calm and quickly took out a talisman from his pocket.

After chanting incantations for a while, he threw the self-ignited talisman outwards and shouted "Rise!"

Around the altar, in a dimly lit area, three jet-black coffins suddenly rose straight up from the ground.

The torn ground crashed to the ground with a loud thud. With a few loud thuds, the lids of the three coffins opened one after another and smashed to the ground.

Three zombies, each dressed differently, jumped out of the coffin.

One of the bodies, dressed in ordinary funeral clothes, had the most intact face and appeared to be a modern person.

There was another zombie with a large sunken mouth on its cheek and a dent on its forehead. Its long hair was tied into a bun on top of its head, and it was dressed in ancient clothing. It should be an ancient corpse.

The last zombie was dressed in tattered clothes, with messy hair hanging down its head. Its brown face was dry and withered, and it looked a bit like the Mahjong Ghost. It was probably also an ancient corpse.

After the ancient corpse opened its eyes, it exhaled green corpse energy. In fact, it was weaker than a vampire and should have reached the level of a green zombie.

Although the other two zombies did not exhale green corpse energy, their aura was no less imposing than that of the first zombie.

The burly middle-aged man took out another talisman, stepped out in a ritualistic manner, and quickly chanted the incantation.

The three zombies roared to the sky and charged menacingly at the vampire zombie.

Sensing the provocation of its own kind, the vampire roared violently, and the newly gathered Yin energy dissipated from its body, restoring it to some of its former glory.

The modern zombie was fighting with the vampire.

The other two zombies then charged at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen, who was moving forward, was a little surprised to see the three zombies.

The forces that appeared this time were very well prepared; they didn't seem to be there just for the vampires, but rather for him.

Upon arriving here, he saw several corpses on the ground and the red ropes in the hands of those people, and he roughly understood what had happened.

The one who killed the female corpse here was a vampire.

These people must have followed the trail left by the vampires and somehow summoned them here.

Li Zhen had no good impression of the two people who died here, and naturally had even less of a good impression of the people who were now here.

He had no interest in speaking.

The other party seemed to have no interest in speaking and only wanted to kill him.

If the opponent only has these three zombies, then the opponent will definitely be disappointed.

The ghost fetus was the first to rush out, excitedly charging towards the zombie with its hair tied in a bun.

The banshee then walked toward the other two zombies.

Mahjong Ghost and Little Ghost appeared on either side of Li Zhen, eyeing the people opposite them menacingly.

Upon seeing so many ghostly creatures appear, the burly middle-aged man's expression became somewhat tense.

How could this person keep so many ghosts and still be standing here unharmed?

Who is this person?

The unease that arose in the heart of the rugged middle-aged man grew stronger.

He glanced at the middle-aged man surnamed Fang, who made a few gestures in the air with his right hand holding the talisman. After the talisman was lit, he threw it outwards.

The three zombies unleashed their full power simultaneously, entangled with each other's opponents.

The old man naturally knew what to do at that moment.

After forcing the bat back once again, he suddenly pounced on Li Zhen.

He looked old, but his movements after the outburst were incredibly agile. In just a few steps, he was in front of Li Zhen and thrust the peach wood sword in his hand towards Li Zhen's chest.

Want to test my depth?
Li Zhen raised his right hand and, in the nick of time, grabbed the peach wood sword that was thrust at him.

He looks thin, but his strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

No matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't push the peach wood sword in his hand forward even an inch.

The old man's expression turned even more grim.

Could it be that he unleashed all his remaining strength, yet still couldn't gauge the opponent's true strength?

With a forceful movement of his right hand, Li Zhen broke the peach wood sword in his hand into several pieces.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the old man lunged forward, intending to hug Li Zhen directly.

As soon as you get close to Li Zhen, the small net made of red rope that he had been hiding on his chest at some point begins to shimmer with a dazzling red light.

However, he did not have the chance to attach the red string to Li Zhen.

A terrifying evil aura erupted from Li Zhen's body, causing the surrounding air to distort.

The flashing blood on the small red net was instantly submerged.

The old man was thrown backward and landed heavily on the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the old man barely managed to extend his hand to the burly middle-aged man and uttered a single word with difficulty: "Run...run fast..."

"Uncle!"
The burly middle-aged man, his heart pounding with fear, looked at Li Zhen, who was advancing relentlessly, and felt as if the newcomer was a humanoid demon.

It turns out this person is even scarier than that terrifying zombie!
Why are there such wicked people in the world who have not been punished by heaven?

They've exhausted all their methods to deal with that zombie and those evil creatures; what other options do they have now but to run away?
"Fang Xinzong!"

The burly middle-aged man turned his head and glared fiercely at the middle-aged man surnamed Fang with bloodshot eyes.
“I said, things will go smoothly.”

With a smile on his lips, the middle-aged man surnamed Fang casually tossed out a few copper coins that he had rubbed until they shone, followed by a few yellowed bamboo sticks.

Each bamboo stick was inserted precisely into the hole in the center of the coin, keeping the coin in its original position.

Then, he took out a small black triangular flag that exuded an eerie aura from his pocket and began to perform a ritualistic stepping along the path of the few special copper coins.

"The heavens are silent, the underworld vast... The nine netherworlds are sealed, the ten palaces are solemn... The soul returns to the path of the underworld, the spirit enters the gate of the netherworld... Ghost officials carry out their orders, underworld messengers carry out their duties... The decree of Taiwei, the power of the Big Dipper descends... Fengdu opens the way, Rakshasa arrives in droves..."

As he chanted his incantation, the dormant yin energy on the burial mound began to surge again.

The remaining blood from the dead members of the Wang family quickly flowed into the ground.

The old man, who was still clinging to life, coughed up even more blood, which flowed into the ground, and it seemed that his last breath was about to be lost.

The burly middle-aged man exclaimed urgently, "Fang Xinzong, what are you doing?!"

Fang Xinzong paused, then said to the burly middle-aged man, "Don't you want that zombie?"

A struggle appeared in the eyes of the rugged middle-aged man.

The red-eyed bat pounced on Fang Zhongxin, but was forced back by the black aura emanating from the small flag in his hand.

Fang Xinzong continued forward, taking the last few steps.

He also finished reciting his incantation.

"...The fragrant souls guide the way, the lamplight illuminates the underworld, the blood oath is sworn, the spirits and gods manifest, so be it, so quickly appear in the netherworld!"

When the sound stopped, he threw the small flag in his hand forward.

The small flag landed on the spot where the Wang family had previously set up the altar.

More black energy surged out from the small flag.

As if an earthquake had occurred, the entire cemetery shook.

Numerous wandering ghosts let out mournful cries.

Centered on the small flag, huge cracks appeared in the ground, swallowing several corpses on the ground into the cracks.

Terrifying yin energy surged from the cracks beneath the ground, instantly turning the place into the underworld.

Li Zhen avoided a huge crack that passed beneath him and cautiously looked into the depths of the crack.

Li Zhen sensed something was wrong as soon as the man began chanting the incantation.

By then, it was too late even if he wanted to stop it.

An extremely terrifying malice had locked onto him, making him dare not make any rash moves.

The ground began to shake, and the cracks grew wider and wider, revealing a pitch-black interior that seemed to lead directly to the underworld.

Li Zhen remembered the ghost messenger he had killed.

Is this malice related to that ghost messenger?
Heavy wails came from underground, and hands appeared in the cracks, as if countless wronged souls were struggling to climb upwards, trying to return to the human world.

Beside the small black flag, a bloodstained portal, faintly visible above the surging yin energy, appeared, and everyone could clearly see the three characters "Gate of Hell" on it.

Even the three evil spirits within Li Zhen's body felt uneasy and were stimulated to fully awaken.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhen, his heart pounding, inexplicably thought of the tribulation he would have to overcome after perfecting his visualization of the third demon.

Not in the mission world, but here?
Detective Li had already realized that the trap here wasn't meant to deal with vampires.

These people's real target is him!

This is an unavoidable calamity...

The three evil spirits transformed into three shadows that kept writhing behind Li Zhen.

Without any warning, a sharp fingernail pierced through Li Zhen's protective evil aura and entered his head.

A large hand appeared behind the fingernails, grabbed Li Zhen, and dragged him toward the "gates of hell".

(End of this chapter)