The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 163 Becoming a Living Corpse and the Severance of the Immortal Path?
Li Zhen, who was grabbed by a large hand as if it were a toy, was quickly pulled into the "gates of hell".

The fastest red-eyed bat let out a few strange cries and crashed into the gates of hell, slamming straight into that large hand, where it was grabbed by the other hand.

The "Gate of Hell" was filled with a chilling aura, obscuring the view of those outside.

Before the Wang family members could react, the large hand reappeared and grabbed one of the young members of the Wang family.

Amidst the man's screams, the large hand dragged him into the "gates of hell."

The burly middle-aged man's expression changed again.

He stepped back to Fang Xinzong's side, glaring angrily at him: "Are you going to attack us?"

Fang Xinzong, gazing at the "Gate of Hell," shook his head slightly: "I can only use the special aura here to summon the Netherworld, but I cannot control what exists inside. If I could control what exists inside, what would be the point of making any plans?"

"The reason why the young people of your Wang family were taken away together is simply because they did something that caused karma with the Underworld and incurred its disgust."

The rugged middle-aged man reluctantly accepted this explanation.

He then looked at the gradually disappearing Gate of Hell: "That person... offended the Underworld?"

Fang Xinzong nodded and said, "Although I don't know what grudge he has with the Underworld, I can calculate that he has a great karmic connection with the Underworld. You see, the moment the Underworld appeared, it was targeting him."

The burly middle-aged man casually remarked, "Mr. Fang, you came prepared? You even brought something like the Netherworld Flag with you."

The so-called "Netherworld Flag" is a flag with relevant incantations that is prepared in advance to summon the underworld.

Fang Xinzong's decision to take out this item at this time clearly indicates that he had prepared it beforehand.

Moreover, the deaths of those members of the Wang family were clearly within Fang Xinzong's calculations.

This left the rugged middle-aged man feeling frustrated.

However, he had to admit that Fang Zhongxin had done a good job in this matter, making good use of several corpses to send that terrible guy to the underworld in one fell swoop.

The moment that large hand appeared, the burly middle-aged man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body stiffening and unable to move.

Even the summoned zombies froze in place, as if they had seen their natural enemy.

That kind of power could probably only be countered by the legendary Mao Jiang.

Although that person was wicked, once he was captured and taken to the underworld, he probably would never have the chance to return to the mortal realm. To put it simply, he was dead.

The rugged middle-aged man was even more wary of Fang Zhongxin.

This person was born under mysterious circumstances. He was not only proficient in divination, but also had a deep mind, and no one knew what he was thinking.

However, the rugged middle-aged man was not too afraid of Fang Zhongxin.

The tactic he used was clearly only effective against specific individuals, and he certainly couldn't use it a second time in a short period of time.

Fang Zhongxin laughed nonchalantly, "Whether I'm prepared or not is unimportant, and why I came here is also unimportant. What's important now is what your Wang family will gain after paying the price."

The burly middle-aged man fell silent.

His gaze swept over the crazed demon fetus and the female demon, and his heart raced uncontrollably.

If they could turn all these ghosts into their Wang family's possessions, then the Dongyang Wang family would surely be able to return to its former glory.

In the south, Changshan has declined, and the Wang family can seize the opportunity to rise and become the most powerful force in the south.

Therefore, the price we are paying now is worthwhile.

The underground cracks gradually closed, and numerous ghosts screamed as they were dragged back underground.

That "gateway to hell" gradually turned into a phantom.

The tide has turned...

Just as the burly middle-aged man was trying to figure out how to deal with the ghost fetus, he suddenly heard a faint chanting sound.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at that "gate of hell".

It was as if a high-ranking monk was chanting Buddhist scriptures inside the "Gates of Hell".

The holy light of Buddha bathed everything inside in a bright yellow hue.

At the same time, strange and distorted squeaks came from inside the "Gates of Hell".

Three enormous shadows appeared within the Buddha's light, giving it an eerie quality.

"Next time...you won't...have this kind of...good luck again..."

A deafening sound rang out, and the "Gate of Hell" shattered along with the yin energy.

The sound of chanting descended from nothingness to the human world, and then quickly dissipated.

A figure carrying a terrifying evil aura slowly emerged from the yin energy.

The yin energy surrounding that person seemed to be disturbed, becoming distorted as he moved forward.

Someone actually escaped from the brink of death?!

Just who is this person?!

Upon witnessing this scene, the burly middle-aged man immediately realized one thing: the Wang family was doomed!
Why is the hexagram Fang Zhongxin obtained the opposite of reality?

Could it be... that Fang Zhongxin wants to harm the Wang family?
But why would Fang Zhongxin, who had cooperated with the Wang family many times, want to harm them?
The burly middle-aged man with a ferocious expression suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Xinzhong.

"Mr. Fang..."

"escape."

"you……"

"Run away!"

The burly middle-aged man stared at Fang Zhongxin with predatory eyes, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

But he was a decisive man, and he managed to suppress his murderous intent, turning and running away.

A strange cry came from behind.

The burly middle-aged man's heart pounded. He turned around and saw a bat with tattered wings flapping abnormally as it pounced on him.

If he had been able to prepare in advance, he might have been able to live a little longer.

But now that he had lost his spirit, he chose to avoid the bat and rolled to the side, only to be hit in the face by a rotten cat falling from the sky.

He hurriedly pushed the cat away, only to be pounced on in the face by a red-eyed bat.

The man let out a scream and rolled on the ground in agony.

The little devil grabbed the cat and stood a short distance away, watching the man's miserable state.

Seven people from the Wang family came, but only the haggard-looking middle-aged man was standing there.

He wanted to run, but seeing the fate of the burly middle-aged man, he knew that if he ran, he would die even faster, so he stood still.

A female corpse, badly bitten by a vampire, limped up behind the man.

As the yin energy gradually dissipated, the man, whose face had turned unusually pale, gradually saw Li Zhen, who had returned from the "Gates of Hell".

At this moment, Li Zhen had a horrifying hole in his head. On one side of the hole, half of his skull was almost ripped open, and blood mixed with white mucus was constantly flowing out of his head.

Through the hole in his head, you can clearly see the brain tissue inside.

Not only his head, but also his shoulders and legs became somewhat deformed after being roughly grabbed by a large hand. However, as he walked, those deformed injuries gradually improved under the constant wriggling of his body, making his walking posture more and more normal.

Logically speaking, someone injured to this extent would at least lose the ability to move, if not necessarily die, but Li Zhen was able to move as usual.

The shadow following behind him kept writhing.

The three evil spirits sometimes separate and sometimes unite into one, forming a bizarre and terrifying combination.

Every inch of flesh on Li Zhen's body gradually began to writhe, and his aura became even more sinister.

Wherever he passed, the grass and trees on the ground, and the arms of the demons in the cracks, twisted into swollen monsters.

Li Zhen silently walked up to the haggard middle-aged man standing there.

The haggard-looking middle-aged man was horrified to discover that his flesh and blood were contorting as Li Zhen approached.

In the blink of an eye, he lost control of his body and could only watch helplessly as his bones and flesh twisted and deformed, even making strange "squeaking" sounds as they rubbed against each other.

This feeling is extremely terrifying.

Looking at Li Zhen, he gritted his teeth and said, "You killed my son, and I want revenge. That's...it's only right and proper!"

He didn't know why he said those words; perhaps it was just to bolster his courage, or perhaps it was to evoke the other person's sympathy and persuade them to spare his life.

While the possibility is slim, it's not entirely out of the question.

After he finished speaking, he did not sit idly by and wait for his death.

The man suddenly turned his head, spat out a mouthful of blood at the zombie beside him, and used his trembling right index finger as a pen to quickly draw a blood-red talisman on the zombie's face.

The zombies, their corpse energy growing even stronger, lunged at Li Zhen.

The mahjong ghost, who had been assisting the fetus and the banshee, suddenly appeared behind the zombie and hugged it from behind.

Li Zhen stepped forward and wiped the talisman off the zombie's face with his sleeve, then casually wiped away the red mole on the zombie's forehead as well.

The zombies became lethargic.

But it went berserk again in just a few moments.

This time, the zombie wasn't charging at Li Zhen, but at the middle-aged man who was controlling him. Driven by intense resentment, the zombie pounced on the unsuspecting man, knocking him to the ground and biting down on his neck.

Normally, the man would have had many ways to deal with this zombie, but at this moment he let out a helpless scream like an ordinary person.

"Interesting... The zombie you created hates you the most. There must be a lot of stories behind this."

A smile appeared on Li Zhen's face, which looked particularly ferocious when placed next to his bloodshot eyes and the huge wound on his head.

“That was his wife, and also the mother of the young man from the Wang family you killed,” a voice suddenly said. “After learning that her only son had been killed, she was turned into a zombie by her own husband when her resentment was at its strongest. Naturally, the man she resented the most was that man.”

Li Zhen turned to look at Fang Zhongxin, who was speaking.

"You won't run away?"

"Can you escape?" Fang Zhongxin's smile gradually faded. "I never imagined you could survive under such circumstances. It seems the world shouldn't have someone like you..."

Li Zhen walked up to Fang Zhongxin and extended his right hand to him.

Fang Zhongxin, who had not offered any resistance, suddenly said, "So you really have learned the Changshan Method..."

Hearing this, Li Zhen's hands did not stop at all.

An iron skewer appeared in Fang Zhongxin's hand.

With a flick of his right hand, he stabbed Li Zhen in the abdomen with an iron skewer.

Li Zhen grasped the iron skewer with his right hand.

His right hand was pierced, but he did not feel much pain.

With a forceful pull of his wrist, he forced Fang Zhongxin to his knees.

Under the influence of Li Zhen's powerful evil aura, the flesh on Fang Zhongxin's arm became twisted and contorted.

The muscles seemed to come alive, pulsating under his skin.

This distortion started in his arms and spread throughout his body. In a short time, Fang Zhongxin turned into a bloated monster.

Fang Zhongxin forced a smile: "My divination was correct. Although the process was dangerous, the result... is good. The result I wanted... remains unchanged."

"For some reason, most of your yang energy has dissipated, and you've had a brush with death... The little yang energy you have left cannot sustain you in the mortal realm for long; it will soon dissipate."

"You will soon become a living corpse, and your soul will become a wandering ghost."

"The underworld will not let you go. You... have lost your way to immortality and can't even be a ghost anymore. You truly have nowhere to go to heaven or to hell!"

"Do you have a grudge against me?" Li Zhen's eyes were even more bloodshot, but his expression became even calmer.

Just as he had predicted, this third tribulation was not a death sentence, but the price to pay was considerable.

What this person said is correct.

He appears to be fine, but he is actually turning into a living corpse.

Li Zhen could clearly feel that his heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker.

He can walk and jump now, but he is only able to move around by relying on his powerful primordial spirit.

The occasional daze within his consciousness, as if his primordial spirit might fly out of his body at any moment, was a warning sign of Li Zhen's condition.

This person summons beings related to the underworld and uses the karma between the underworld and him to directly destroy his physical body, which is the most effective way to control him.

Even if Li Zhen's head wasn't pierced, being dragged into that special environment of the "Gate of Hell" (which was neither real nor fake) would have caused his remaining yang energy to dissipate.

This is no coincidence.

A sudden throbbing in his head, and more fluid continued to flow from the wound, intensifying Li Zhen's discomfort.

Even at this point, he did not lose his composure; instead, he became even calmer, making him appear extremely indifferent.

Fang Xinzong knelt on both knees, his smile still undiminished: "Wu Qiyuan prepared this backup plan for you, very clever... No one will watch you go to that point. Wu Qiyuan has no chance, and neither do you."

"No one wants to see someone on the path to immortality emerge from Changshan. No one wants to see another Wu Qiyuan appear. You will not succeed..."

Li Zhen tried his best to suppress his anger: "Wu Qiyuan, Changshan... have you misunderstood something?"

This man linked him with Wu Qiyuan and Changshan, thinking he had seen through his secrets, but he didn't know that he got to where he was because of Changshan.

Li Zhen subconsciously recalled the second volume of the legal text he had brought back.

Is this person's visit to him related to that book?
The only thing that connects him to Wu Qiyuan is that book.

In that case, he underestimated the importance of that book.

Fang Xinzong said, "Misunderstanding? Without Wu Qiyuan, how could you... have gotten to this point?"

"His legacy eventually ended up in your hands... He wanted to find another way, but unfortunately... your path is blocked, you... have no way back, the Changshan path is a dead end."

"Who are you?" Li Zhen's expression became somewhat impatient.

Fang Xinzong chuckled, but didn't say anything.

Li Zhen could no longer suppress his rage.

The little devil, clutching the rotten cat, appeared tremblingly beside Lu Zhen. He glanced at Fang Xinzhong and then tossed the rotten cat aside.

The cat was even more afraid of Li Zhen, and it trembled all over after landing.

Without a moment's delay, it bit into Fang Xinzhong's thigh, tearing a large chunk of flesh from his leg.

Li Zhen stared expressionlessly at Fang Xinzhong, who was screaming in agony.

Fang Xinzong's face turned even paler, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still didn't say anything.

The rotten cat continued to bite Fang Xinzong's leg.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky..." Fang Xinzong revealed a strange smile on his face, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face quickly turned purple, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like he was on the verge of death.

These are signs of poisoning.

Li Zhen made a clear-headed judgment.

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and a brown hand emerged from the yin-filled fissure, passing through Fang Zhongxin's body and grabbing his soul, intending to pull it into the ground.

"court death!"

Li Zhen suddenly pulled out a palm leaf whip and lashed it across the palm.

A scream came from the crack, and the hand loosened its grip.

Li Zhen then lashed Fang Zhongxin's soul several times in succession.

Panic finally appeared on the blurry face in Fang Zhongxin's soul.

"You... what kind of magical artifact is this?!"

The hand that reached out from the crack reached upwards and grasped Fang Zhongxin's soul once more.

Li Zhen placed the palm leaf whip on the ground and stepped on one end of it, creating a stalemate between the palm leaf whip and the one on the ground.

The tip of the palm leaf whip begins to break off.

Fang Xinzong's soul was mostly dragged into the Yin energy.

Li Zhen took out the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra from his bosom, opened it, and a talisman floated lightly into the crack.

This was Li Zhen's only remaining talisman; he had used all the others inside the "Gates of Hell," otherwise he wouldn't have been able to escape so quickly.

The Buddha's light shimmered.

Feeling the burning sensation, Li Zhen instinctively covered his eyes.

A painful roar came from the crack.

The yin energy below spread out in all directions.

The crack slowly closed.

The palm leaf whip seized the opportunity to completely devour Fang Xinzong's soul.

A blurry image flashed through Li Zhen's mind.

Li Zhen doesn't have time to pay attention to this right now.

He swiftly pulled the fleshy demon statue from behind the approaching banshee.

The moment Li Zhen recited the incantation, a wisp of peculiar yin energy surged from the ground and was inhaled into the mouth and nose of the demon statue.

Li Zhen took out the paper from the true scripture and laid it flat in front of the demon statue.

He dipped his hand in some dirt from the crack and quickly drew a blurry human figure on the paper.

As Li Zhen chanted the incantation, the demonic image exhaled wisps of yin energy, which merged into the human figure Li Zhen had drawn.

After reciting a few incantations, Li Zhen closed the paper and stuffed it back into the scripture.

The other party's aura has been preserved, and he can retaliate against that thing at any time, but now is not the right time.

He has more important things to do.

(End of this chapter)