The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 164 Extermination of the Royal Bloodline and the Arrival of "Double Pupils"

To calm himself down, Li Zhen glanced back.

The lanterns have been extinguished.

The corpses on the ground turned into dark shadows.

The zombies, now without their master's control, also collapsed to the ground.

The fetus and vampires are devouring flesh and blood among the corpses.

Taking a few deep breaths and adjusting his mindset, Li Zhen arrived in front of the female zombie he had previously freed from her restraints.

After biting the man to death, the zombie stayed on the man's corpse, sucking his blood.

Sensing Li Zhen's arrival, the zombie raised its head and roared at him.

Li Zhen reached out and touched his earlobe, quickly chanted a few incantations, and then placed his blood-stained finger on the zombie's forehead.

A strong sense of resentment flowed from Li Zhen's fingertips into his mind, but he easily suppressed it.

The zombie, its mouth full of blood, fell backward to the ground.

Li Zhen extended his hand.

The little devil thoughtfully found a stick of incense for Li Zhen from beside the fallen altar and handed it to him.

Li Zhen took out nine sticks, lit them, and stuck them next to the zombie.

He touched his hair, wiped his blood-stained palm on his forehead, closed his eyes, and chanted a spell.

The zombie's body convulsed, and the vengeful spirits trapped inside howled and struggled, floating on the surface of the zombie's body.

After glancing at the state of the vengeful spirit and determining that it could be used as a tool to carry out his massacre of his family, Li Zhen took the demon statue and placed it on top of the zombie's head.

Having received Li Zhen's order, the little devil went to fetch some heart's blood.

As Li Zhen dripped his heart's blood onto the zombie, he chanted a spell: "By blood and soul, I curse this bloodline to be utterly annihilated from root to tip."

A shrill scream rang out, and the vengeful spirit bound to the zombie broke free from its body.

The blood of the heart sprinkled on the zombie turned into blood mist, which, along with the green smoke rising from the nine incense sticks, was absorbed into the body of the vengeful spirit.

The vengeful spirit's aura increased greatly.

But it's not strong enough.

Li Zhen reached out and took the cup that the little devil brought him.

After inserting a small piece of heart and a large amount of blood, Li Zhen added the slime from the zombie and some maggots from the rotten cat.

After thinking for a moment, Li Zhen used his right sharp fingernail to pierce his abdomen, took out a small piece of liver, and threw it into the cup.

At this point, his body had completely lost the ability to feel pain.

Even if he had his liver removed, he would only feel a little psychologically distressed, without experiencing any physical pain.

Li Zhen placed his right hand over the cup, muttered some incantations for a while, and when he removed his hand, a large plume of pungent green smoke billowed out of the cup.

Detective Li poured the liquid from the cup onto the zombie's face.

The resentment emanating from the vengeful spirits hovering above the zombies grew even stronger.

With a few "poof" sounds, the incense sticks stuck next to the zombie exploded one after another.

The vengeful spirit rose from the zombie's body, flickered briefly, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

This is a bloodline extermination method built on resentment. Once this kind of witchcraft is used, there are only two outcomes: either the bloodline of the opposing family is exterminated, or Li Zhen himself is killed. There is no third possibility.

Li Zhen reached out and covered his abdomen to prevent excessive loss of bodily fluids, then returned to the body of the last man he had killed.

The vague memory that had just flashed through his mind flashed again: five small hills clustered together, which Li Zhen found very familiar.

Is it the "Mysterious Seal of the Mountain-Suppressing Sect" recorded in the second volume of the Dharma Scroll?
It is indeed related to the second volume of the law...

What kind of person was Wu Qiyuan? What exactly did he do back then?

What is the connection between the second volume of that scroll and becoming an immortal?
Li Zhen felt like he had stepped into a huge vortex, with questions everywhere.

Not only is the world of missions murky, but the real world seems to be even more murky...

More images flashed by.

From his memories, Li Zhen learned that the man's name was Fang Zhongxin, and that he was an expert in divination.

He was also very interested in divination, but what he was more eager to know now was about the five mountains.

However, Fang Xinzong's memory did not contain much information about that mountain.

Once it's fully digested, more information will be available...

His mind started pounding, as if his brain was about to burst out of Li Zhen's head with his thoughts.

Li Zhen dared not move an inch, lest he increase the possibility of his mind going blank.

Under his control, the little ghost and the mahjong ghost gathered all the corpses together, except for Fang Zhongxin's and the corpse of the middle-aged, burly man he intended to use to read his memories.

With stiff movements, Li Zhen approached the corpse and began to inscribe talismans.

His body has a strong ability to recover; a minor injury has almost completely healed by now.

However, the huge wound on his head has not yet healed, so he naturally needs to use evil magic to help him recover.

When he was uninjured, using this evil magic alone to suppress the backlash of "corpse descent" was not enough; instead, it would result in a sacrifice to the spider demon.

But now that he's so badly injured, the life force he absorbed from the corpse will naturally come in handy.

After quickly setting up the ritual, Li Zhen sat down in the center of the corpse covered with talismans.

Even if his physical injuries heal, he will eventually become a perfectly intact corpse.

He was already dead, which was irreversible, pushing the problem of Li Zhen's loss of yang energy to its worst state.

Li Zhen didn't know if his body could be saved.

If there is no way to save him, he can only try to walk the path of the corpse or the path of the ghost.

After completing the third tribulation, Li Zhen felt that his primordial spirit had reached a relatively perfect state.

Although his body was dead, Li Zhen had never felt his primordial spirit was as powerful as it was at this moment.

The three evil spirits, which had been starting to become active, now obediently fell silent and did not make the slightest commotion.

If you want to find a way to escape the underworld, going down the path of ghosts or corpses is a good option.

Perhaps, in the future, a path can be found for ghosts to become immortals?

But it seems that the person wanted to cut off his path to immortality and force him into a dead end by setting up this trap. Once he made this choice, wouldn't he be walking the path that someone else had set for him?
For some reason, thinking about this made Li Zhen's heart flutter.

Judging from that person's tone, there is no way to help him restore things to their original state in the present world.

I wonder if you can find a way in the mission world to help him escape his current predicament...

It's not necessarily hopeless...

As his body approached death, Li Zhen found himself becoming more indifferent.

The anger in my heart quickly subsided, and now my mind was filled with rational analysis of where my escape route lay.

After analyzing the situation, he realized that although his current predicament was bad, it was still much better than the desperate situation he had been in at the beginning.

However, he also had to admit that the tribulations brought about by the "Five Elements Evil Spirit Sublimation Method" were indeed terrifying. The third tribulation alone had specifically broken his path. So how strong would the subsequent fourth tribulation and the fifth tribulation for ascension to immortality be?
The path to immortality is indeed fraught with thorns...

Li Zhen closed his eyes.

Wisps of life emerged from the corpse and flowed along the talisman towards Li Zhen.

The wounds on his head and abdomen began to twitch slowly.

……

In a courtyard built by the water, a middle-aged man stood in a gloomy room and lit three incense sticks toward a coffin.

After inserting the incense sticks into the incense burner, he suddenly felt a cold wind rise up his back.

The middle-aged man turned around but saw nothing, yet his back was already covered in a fine layer of sweat from fright.

This is the most sinister place for raising corpses, and the fact that a chilling wind can blow here is naturally a terrifying thing.

The candlelight flickers.

There seemed to be a figure flashing past the door.

"What kind of demons and monsters dare to cause trouble in my Wang family?"

The middle-aged man picked up a magical artifact and carefully retreated to the side of the coffin, intending to awaken the zombie inside.

With a whoosh, the candles in the room went out at the same time.

The middle-aged man was greatly alarmed.

Without hesitation, he bit his middle fingernail until it bled, then turned to look at the coffin, only to meet the gaze of a deathly pale face.

A pair of pale hands had already plunged into his chest.

The middle-aged man slowly looked down at the wound on his chest, then at the hideous female ghost before him, and uttered two words from his bleeding mouth: "Third...Sister-in-law..."

……

In another room, a young man with a sickly pale face, who was reading a book, suddenly raised his head and looked out the dark window.

A faint scream came from outside the window.

The door was pushed open, and a young woman walked into the house carrying a bowl of porridge: "Eat your food and get some rest."

The young man said with a wry smile, "I have a very bad feeling. Something might have happened to my second uncle and the others."

The woman was taken aback: "Second Uncle and the others took the strongest zombies out and even asked Mr. Fang for help. How could anything have happened?"

"I don't know what's going on, I just have a bad feeling." The young man patted the woman's hand. "This time, you might be implicated."

The woman sighed, "What era are we living in? We shouldn't be doing so many immoral things..."

"The Wang family has gone astray."

"You shouldn't have gotten involved in those things."

"It's too late."

"Fortunately, the Wang family had made arrangements in advance, and some clansmen were separated... Even if something happens at the ancestral home, nothing will happen to those outside."

"That's not necessarily true. I can feel it. My heart is beating faster and faster, my blood is rushing... I'll buy you some time. You run towards the ancestral hall..."

The sickly young man, sensing something amiss, turned his head and saw a pale face pressed against the glass in the window.

"I... found you..."

The mouth beneath that face opened, emitting a strange, giggling sound.

The somewhat familiar voice made the young man's face turn even paler.

"Third Aunt..."

In the dark cave deep within the ancestral home, an old man, sitting cross-legged in front of a stone coffin, who looked like a living corpse, opened his cloudy eyes.

"It's come to this? What...what have they been doing outside?"

……

In an ordinary house a hundred miles away, an unremarkable man was looking at data on his computer.

Suddenly, the sound of glass rattling rang out.

The man looked up at the window, but saw nothing.

"It is going to rain?"

He walked to the window, opened it and looked out a few times. Finding that it wasn't raining, he closed the window.

Unbeknownst to him, a shadow was standing behind him, silently watching his every move.

The man didn't notice any of this.

He stretched and sat back down in front of the computer.

An ID card accidentally fell off the computer desk, and the surname displayed on it was "Wang".

……

Further away, a middle-aged man who had purchased many corpses through illegal channels felt uneasy for some reason after examining the bodies.

……

"The Wang family who raise corpses..."

Li Zhen withdrew the palm whip from his hand and squinted as he processed the fragments of memory he had acquired.

Before him lay the burly middle-aged man's corpse and the fleshy demon statue.

At this moment, black flames were rising from the middle-aged man's corpse, which was gradually being burned down to skin and bones.

The fleshy demon statue was trembling incessantly, clearly showing its dissatisfaction with Li Zhen for capturing the man's soul.

More memories entered his consciousness, causing Li Zhen's mind to become somewhat confused.

The evil technique of nourishing the body with the soul was completed in just two or three hours, which was not enough time for Li Zhen to digest Fang Zhongxin's memories.

However, after this period of time, Li Zhen also digested some things.

From these things, he discovered something that was still uncertain: Fang Zhongxin's soul seemed to be missing, or rather, his soul was incomplete.

In the past, when Li Zhen obtained memories through the palm leaf whip, he only obtained partial and incomplete memories.

However, the incompleteness of that time is different from the incompleteness of this time.

There are not many useful memories in Fang Zhongxin's memory, and some things are not mentioned at all, which is different from the original memory loss situation.

This isn't very important to Detective Li.

Importantly, he gained a lot of knowledge about divination, and he saw the approximate location of the five mountains.

Taking a deep breath and savoring the feeling of being alive, Li Zhen touched his head.

The huge wound has closed up considerably, but more than half of it is still not healed. At this rate, it will take at least four or five days to fully recover.

After glancing around, Li Zhen ordered the little ghost and the mahjong ghost to drag the corpses away and bury them.

To prevent anyone from finding him through the corpse, Detective Li deliberately ordered Xiao Gui and the others to chop the body into pieces before burying it.

Grinding bones to ashes is too time-consuming; this method is just right.

If someone can find him even by using the dismembered remains, then so be it; just kill a few more people...

Fang Zhongxin's body still had a use, so he didn't let the little devil bury it.

The zombies here aren't as strong as the vampire zombies, so keeping them around wouldn't be very useful and would only waste Li Zhen's blood.

Without hesitation, Li Zhen directly had the vampire zombie absorb all the corpse energy of the other zombies.

Of the nearly ten zombies, three were green zombies, and the rest were ordinary zombies. The advantage was the sheer number of them.

The vampire had already consumed a large amount of blood from the powerful Wang family members. Now, it absorbed even more corpse energy, causing its malevolent aura to surge. A vortex formed around itself, continuously spreading upwards.

Several loud bangs erupted from the dark clouds in the sky, as if lightning was about to strike.

The vampire zombie, whose white fur on its face made it look even more terrifying, was not afraid at all. Instead, it raised its head and roared at the sky.

The lightning and dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

This made Li Zhen feel relieved.

If we were to unleash a heavenly tribulation upon the vampire right now, it would definitely cripple it.

The vampire, seemingly the king of corpses, roared several times in succession.

Not a single ghost on the cemetery dared to utter a sound at this moment.

Even the red-eyed bats and the mischievous ghost fetuses were quietly watching the vampire zombies whose aura was growing stronger.

Neither the demon fetus nor the female demon suffered any injuries.

The more seriously injured red-eyed bats had eaten a lot of blood, and although their bodies still looked tattered, they were much better than before.

The uninjured Mahjong Ghost and Little Ghost hid behind Li Zhen.

After roaring, the vampire lowered its head, slowly turning its face towards Li Zhen, and let out a low growl.

Li Zhen walked up to the vampire, extended his right index finger, and touched the vampire's forehead.

The vampire zombies, like wild beasts, constantly let out violent growls.

A terrifying aura flowed from his fingertips into Li Zhen's primordial spirit, but it had no effect on him whatsoever.

If the vampire had possessed such terrifying malevolent energy when it was first refined, Li Zhen would have been completely unable to control it.

The vampires gradually returned to normal.

Li Zhen withdrew his finger and glanced at the imposing vampire.

Vampire zombies have reached their peak; they just need one more qualitative change to become white zombies.

The problem is that Li Zhen doesn't know where to find a qualitative change.

The Wang family is a family that raises corpses; they should know something about this kind of thing...

First, Li Zhen had the little ghost and the mahjong ghost pack their things. Then, he had the mahjong ghost take Fang Zhongxin's body with him and headed back the way they came.

The Wang family issue has been resolved; now only what's behind Fang Zhongxin remains...

The five mountains are located not far from here, only about three or four hundred kilometers away.

Li Zhen definitely needs to make a trip there.

After walking for a few minutes, Li Zhen suddenly looked at his right arm.

The runes then conveyed information about the mission world to him.

Five or six hours left...

We must take advantage of this time to prepare...

Detective Li quickly returned to the basement.

As he glanced at the coffin, he suddenly noticed that the talisman he had drawn on it had become much dimmer, as if it had lost its charm.

Did it work?
Li Zhen stood beside the coffin, frowning as he examined the talisman for a moment.

If it works, then where does it work?

Detective Li could not confirm.

But he still took the time to melt down some gold Buddha statues and repaint the talisman on the coffin.

By then it was already dawn. Without resting, Li Zhen immediately contacted Fatty Huang and asked him to find a small truck.

Li Zhen had the little ghost and the mahjong ghost move his coffin and other things that might be needed into the car, and then threw the vampire and other things into the car as well. He then drove the car to a place not far from Li Xiangwen's building.

By this time, Li Xiangwen had already rushed home.

The little devil brought back the documents that Li Xiangwen had prepared from Li Xiangwen's house.

Li Xiangwen was sleeping at the time, and all the documents were placed on the altar.

The document appears to be printed.

I don't know how Li Xiangwen obtained these things from Changshan...

The first thing Li Zhen opened was the things related to Wu Qiwen.

The things recorded here are mostly credible, with very few stories as absurd as those in folk tales.

After carefully reading through a few pages, Li Zhen quickly turned to the next page.

He kept flipping through the pages until he came to a section that involved using mountains as a means of suppression, when he suddenly stopped.

After taking a closer look, Li Zhen fell into deep thought.

The record states that when Wu Qiwen was fifty-two years old, he used the mountain as a base to set up an array to suppress a terrible evil spirit called "Fate Demon".

The content recorded here is very simple, just a few words, and the person who recorded it probably didn't even know if it was true.

"The Fate Demon... is it related to this thing?"

Turning to the last page of the book, Li Zhen found no clues related to the incident.

Many of the things recorded later are quite interesting, but now is not the time to examine them closely.

Li Zhen closed the book and drove the car north.

Those five mountains are in this direction.

……

A few hours later, Li Zhen parked his car in an underground garage and lay down in the coffin behind the car.

I wonder if I can find a way to deal with my current situation within the mission world...

As the image became distorted, Li Zhen seemed to see something flicker outside.

When the image became clear again, Li Zhen looked up.

According to the clues, the target that summoned him this time is right in front of him.

When Li Zhen found the person who had called him among the many men across the street, his expression turned somewhat surprised.

"This is... Yellow Fire Earth?"

(End of this chapter)