Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 147 The Complete Shaman

Bai Zhi suddenly flung three blood-red paper talismans from his sleeve, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence: "Soul Burning Sacrifice!"

The three paper talismans ignited upon contact with blood, transforming into three twisted blood shadows that lunged at Han Yun.

At the same time, Bai Zhishi turned and fled into the depths of the cave, where there was a secret passage he had prepared long ago.

Han Yun snorted coldly, his left hand clenching into a fist, instantly binding the three blood-red shadows in mid-air with an invisible force. A clear blue light emanated from the tip of his right finger, drawing a talisman in the air.

"net."

As the Clear Light Talisman was imprinted on the blood-red shadows, a shrill scream immediately rang out. Countless pained faces appeared within those blood-red shadows, before gradually dissipating in the Clear Light.

This is the Tongtian Talisman given by Lu Jin, which also contains talismans from various sects that Lu Jin has collected over the years. Therefore, Han Yun can now be considered a talisman master.

After dealing with the Blood Shadow, Han Yun turned his gaze to the direction Bai had fled in. He didn't move his feet, but his figure seemed to disappear from the spot.

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Deep inside the cave dwelling.

Bai Zhi frantically pried open the wooden planks disguised as an earthen wall, and just as he crawled into the secret passage, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He stiffly turned around and found Han Yun standing behind him, coldly staring at him.

"S-spare my life!"

Bai Zhi's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. "I am willing to offer all my money, as well as the secret manuals of strange arts I have collected over the years!"

Han Yun looked down at him and said, "Did you ever give those innocent people who were harmed a chance to beg for mercy?"

The white horse turned pale and suddenly launched an attack, shooting out a paper nail from its mouth!
"Ding!"

The paper nail stopped three inches from Han Yun, unable to advance any further, as if it had hit an invisible barrier. A cold glint flashed in Han Yun's eyes, and he pointed his fingers like a sword at Bai Zhi's brow.

Subsequently, the vengeful spirits of the paper figures sacrificed by the white hawk surged wildly into his mind.

Bai Zhi convulsed violently, his eyes rolled back, and after a moment, Han Yun stopped him. Bai Zhi collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, foaming at the mouth, and was already unconscious.

"It's not a pity to die."

Han Yun waved his hand and took Bai Zhi into the inner space to decompose. From Bai Zhi's memories, Han Yun saw more shocking content.

This group even colluded with overseas organizations specializing in supernatural beings, selling children with the potential to cultivate Qi to places outside of China. Their fate is predictable.

Afterwards, Han Yun returned to the front hall of the cave dwelling.

The rescued victims remained huddled in the corner, staring at him in terror.

Han Yun sighed softly, took out his phone and dialed Hua Feng, the head of the Northwest Region of Na Du Tong: "Three Quanxing members committed a crime in an abandoned cave in the suburbs of the Northeast District of Shangjun. They have discovered abducted persons and need to handle the aftermath."

After hanging up the phone, he walked up to the group of victims and said gently, "Don't be afraid, you're safe now. Someone will come to pick you up and take you home later."

A little girl with cat ears asked timidly, "Big brother, have we turned into monsters?"

Han Yun crouched down and gently patted her head: "Don't worry, it won't happen!"

As he spoke, a soft golden light emanated from his fingertips, spreading out into dozens of rays that landed on each person's forehead. The beast ears, tails, and fur gradually fell off their bodies, restoring them to their normal appearance.

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One day later, the Shangjun Nadu Tong branch.

Old Meng gripped Han Yun's hand tightly and said, "Chairman Han, thank you so much for your help this time. You've rid us of such a menace!"

His eyes were full of gratitude: "We have already contacted the families of these children, and the company will take full responsibility for the follow-up psychological counseling and confidentiality work."

Han Yun nodded. Now that Han Yun is an honorary director of Nadutong, Old Meng's address of "Chairman Han" was not wrong.

Both of them tacitly avoided mentioning where the three missing Quanxing members had gone. After all, once someone became a Quanxing member, it wouldn't matter what methods other people used to deal with them.

After this incident, Han Yun couldn't help but sigh.

They would not pluck a single hair to benefit the world, nor take a single penny to harm themselves, yet they developed into an extreme pursuit of personal freedom and desire. No wonder Quanxing was hated to the bone and called the stinking ditch of the supernatural world.

The group of "Outcasts" possesses powers unlike those of ordinary people, and when they commit evil, they can cause more destruction than ordinary people.

Not everyone will take this power seriously.

However, it's impossible to completely wipe out the Quanxing sect.

Zhao Fangxu once said that black and white are relative; black can never be completely eradicated. Once black is eradicated, black will breed from white. The reason why Quanxing was not wiped out is because as long as Quanxing exists, anyone can claim to be righteous.

This is human nature!
Human nature is complex and ever-changing, containing both brilliance and darkness. Han Yun stood by the window of the Na Du Tong branch, gazing at the setting sun in the distance, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

Throughout the ages, the only thing that can never be fully resolved is the concept of "human nature."

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Interior space.

Han Yun looked at the three new inheritances he had acquired: animal husbandry, puppetry, and paper cutting.

Animal creation and paper cutting are considered shamanistic arts, involving beliefs in ghosts, spirits, and deities.

The principle of animal creation is to skin an animal alive, then seal its vengeful spirit into the skin, and through secret incantations, create a hide that can transform into a beast's body.

In Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, Xiang Gao, in order to avenge his brother, donned a tiger skin given to him by a Taoist priest and transformed into a tiger. He then devoured his enemy, Young Master Zhuang, before reverting to human form.

This is actually a form of utilization of animal husbandry techniques.

It involves the principles of change, but it is merely a superficial technique, a kind of unorthodox approach.

As for paper cutting, that's even more interesting.

This paper has been refined and imbued with the creator's own innate Qi, making it similar to a material, and therefore it can be controlled by the creator.

Some special paper figures have altered material properties, making them incredibly strong and impervious to water and fire.

The reason why paper-cutting is considered a form of witchcraft is because it involves spirits.

There are generally two ways to create a truly powerful paper doll.

One method involves nurturing the paper figure with primordial energy over time, imbuing it with spiritual power and giving rise to a spirit. This method is time-consuming and laborious, and although it is orthodox, it is generally not chosen by practitioners of paper figure magic.

Another method involves capturing the soul of a living being and sealing it into a paper doll, then drawing a soul-sealing talisman on the doll for use by supernatural beings.

Generally, animal spirits are chosen, but animals have limited intelligence and cannot be used well to understand the master's commands. Their spirits are also not powerful enough, so the success of paper doll making is limited.

Therefore, some depraved individuals would choose to refine the souls of living people, and even torture living people in various ways to increase the power of their spirits. This is clearly a crooked and evil path.

That's the kind of path the white hawk takes.

Furthermore, he learned the art of suppressing evil from a senior member of the Quanxing sect, using paper figures to capture the opponent's vital energy and control them.

However, in Han Yun's view now, the paper-cutting lineage has gone astray!

(End of this chapter)