Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

A huge painting suddenly appeared on the gray sky without any warning.

The painting was so large it blotted out the sun, and its entire surface was a strange, dark blood-red color.

The scroll was not smooth; it seemed to be made of countless human skins, with thick, black liquid constantly seeping from every seam.

The contents of the scroll are distorted and blurred, as if obscured by some unseen force of rules.

"What is that...?"

An old professor from the Yanlong Empire, stationed at the station outside Kunlun Ruins, tremblingly took off his glasses.

He tried hard to see the scene in the painting clearly.

He vaguely saw a strange figure that was neither human nor inhuman.

The figure was a towering man with three heads and six arms, each arm showing signs of extreme decay.

A long, black arrow, radiating an ominous aura, was embedded in his chest!

An arrow pierced the man's heart, pinning him to the painting.

"ah--!!!"

Just as the old professor was trying to see more details, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and let out a scream!

Around him, the other staff members viewing the painting also wore pained expressions and groaned incessantly.

"Don't look! Close your eyes!!"

Realizing the danger posed by the painting, someone shouted in terror, but it was too late.

Many staff members who stared directly at the painting began to experience horrific physical deformities.

Their skin melted like candle wax, and their facial features began to shift and wander.

Even the demon tamers at the observation station are now completely out of control of the strange power within them!

*Pfft! Pfft!*

A demon wielder who had mastered the [Ghost Claw] knelt on the ground in agony.

The strange claw inside his body unexpectedly took the initiative, forcefully emerging from his head and wrapping around it in reverse.

Soon, his head became a bloody mess, shattered into pieces on the ground...

But he did not die; instead, he transformed from a living person into a twisted monster!

The monstrous claws he wielded... replaced his head!

"Giggle giggle..."

The eerie claw emitted a low, sinister laugh, controlling him to turn around and stare intently at the normal people around him with its claw covered in eyes.

"Damn it... what on earth is that 'scroll'?!"

Inside the command center of the Kunlunxu Observation Station, the man's face was extremely grim.

The man's name was Ye Fengchuan. He was the commander-in-chief of all the observation stations in Kunlun Ruins, and also an S-rank second-tier forbidden master!

At this moment, he is also being influenced by the rules of the painting!

He also glanced at the painting in the sky just now!

Some kind of invisible rule has already fallen upon him!

Gradually, his eyes began to swell with blood, the corners of his eyes cracked, and drops of black, bloody tears slid down his cheeks.

He could feel his consciousness spiraling into chaos!

Even as he desperately resisted, his body was undergoing a frenzied transformation!

"We must... notify headquarters!"

Ye Fengchuan strained his body, using his last bit of consciousness to control it.

He walked unsteadily to an old-fashioned rotary telephone.

This phone is a special forbidden item called "Last Words," which can transmit information to a designated location regardless of any rules or interference.

beep...beep...

As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Linfeng quickly spoke:

"I am Ye Fengchuan... Kunlun Ruins Observatory... has fallen... SS-level or higher... no... possibly a resurrected unknown entity beyond SS-level..."

"Don't look at the drawing..."

"Qingzhou...must be sealed off..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Ye Fengchuan stopped speaking.

Click!

He unconsciously crushed the red telephone receiver in his hand.

"Hehe...hehe..."

A chilling laugh escaped his throat.

Ye Fengchuan suddenly looked up.

His once handsome face was now twisted and contorted, the left side of his face looking as if it had been corroded by strong acid, turning into bare white bones.

A tiny tentacle was crawling in and out of his eye socket.

He... is almost completely deformed.

Before the last shred of reason vanished.

Ye Fengchuan used the last of his strength to suddenly pull a small bronze cauldron, about the size of a palm, from his chest.

This small cauldron is rusty and covered with ancient and obscure runes.

This cauldron comes from the chaotic void realm; it is an extremely powerful forbidden item!

"Seal off...the town!!!"

Ye Fengchuan let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

boom!!!

He activated the power of the rules, offering himself as a sacrifice to the small cauldron!

In an instant, the small cauldron swelled up, soared into the air, and transformed into a giant cauldron as majestic as a mountain, before crashing heavily to the ground!

Clang!

The cauldron fell, producing a long, deep clang.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of cyan light, almost visible to the naked eye, spread out from the giant cauldron, completely covering the entire territory of Qingzhou, spanning thousands of miles.

As the light screen rose, the terrifying blood-red painting was temporarily confined within Qingzhou.

however.

After doing all this, Ye Fengchuan lost his balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

His life force has been completely sacrificed.

But his dead body continued to expand and mutate rapidly, eventually turning into a terrifying monster covered in black scales and with wings on its back.

……

The City of Rebirth, the Temple of Rebirth.

Lin Chuan, sitting upright on the lotus platform, felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart.

Through his wandering Blood Raven servants, he witnessed everything that happened in Kunlun Ruins.

"Kunlun Ruins... is it out of control?"

Lin Chuan's heart stirred slightly.

Even from a great distance, he felt a strong sense of threat from the painting that shrouded Kunlun Ruins.

And this time, the information about the blood-red scroll and the bronze cauldron did not pop up on his panel!

This means that the scroll and the bronze tripod have a very high rank in the sequence!

Especially that scroll!

Through the blood crow's scarlet eyes, Lin Chuan noticed that the bronze cauldron that had sealed off Qingzhou was now rusting and decaying at a visible speed under the influence of the scroll's rules.

Large chunks of rust have peeled off the surface of the bronze tripod, revealing the pitch-black inner wall.

Obviously.

The bronze cauldron's seal on Qingzhou won't last long.

And deep within the Kunlun Ruins.

The talisman on the palace gate had already burned down to almost nothing.

The dull thuds intensified, like thunderous drumbeats, shaking violently.

Lin Chuan quickly looked away.

The dramatic changes at Kunlun Ruins have not yet affected him.

Even if the sky were to fall, the Flame Dragon Empire would be there to hold it up.

All he can do is continue to upgrade and evolve! Continue to become stronger!

……

Simultaneously.

The borderlands of the Flame Dragon Empire.

The Church of Twilight, inside an underground base.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the various distorted marks on the wall, making them appear as grotesque as if they were alive.

Zhao Linfeng, dressed in a magnificent yellow robe, was kneeling before a strangely shaped statue.

The statue had no frontal view, only a hooded robe, as if silently gazing into the void.

"Praise be to our Lord...Praise be to the great God in Yellow...The great Lord in Yellow..."

Zhao Linfeng chanted obscure and difficult-to-understand prayers in a low voice, his expression fanatical and distorted.

At the same time, an indescribable thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Instantly, Zhao Linfeng trembled violently, looked up sharply, and his eyes were filled with wild joy.

He heard it!

That was God's response! That was God's guidance!

"The world... will be folded..."

"The scroll... is about to unfold..."

He muttered to himself, as if he had attained some ultimate truth, his entire face contorted with excitement.

"Is this day... finally coming?"

Zhao Linfeng stood up and straightened his slightly disheveled robe.

At this moment, his eyes were a sickly crimson, as if countless tiny tentacles were wriggling within them...

"Someone come here!"

With his command.

The door to the secret room was slowly pushed open.

A tall, slender, and cold figure walked in silently.

The visitor was a young man in his twenties.

He was wrapped in a thick black robe, his entire face covered by a hood, with only a section of his chin covered in bluish-black snake scales showing.

The young man's name was Wu Xun. He was an S-rank fifth-level forbidden master and also Zhao Linfeng's most trusted confidant.

"bishop."

Wu Xun's voice was hoarse and grating, like the friction of sheet metal.

"Our Lord has issued a divine decree."

Zhao Linfeng turned around, his back to the dim candlelight, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"The old curtain has been torn open, and a new era is about to begin."

"But... that's not enough."

"We need more fear, more chaos, more...despair."

"Only in the deepest depths can the true form of our Lord be perfectly revealed on this defiled earth."

I'll say it here.

Zhao Linfeng's bloodshot eyes relentlessly pursued Wu Xun in front of him.

"Go, Wu Xun."

"Go to the various base cities of the Flame Dragon Empire."

"The people over there have been living comfortably for too long; it's time to give them a little 'surprise'."

"Remember, your mission is to create panic and distract those idiots in Bureau 749."

"To keep them from paying attention to... the real 'show' is about to begin."

Wu Xun lowered his head slightly.

Beneath the hood, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his vertical pupils, which glowed with an eerie green light.

He didn't say a word more.

He simply knelt down on one knee and performed a strange church ritual.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure twisted and turned into a cloud of black mist, disappearing instantly.

Looking at the spot where Wu Xun disappeared, Zhao Linfeng's smile grew wider and wider, finally turning into a burst of maniacal laughter.

"Ha... Let it all get chaotic... Let everything become a mess..."

"When the world descends into madness, that will be the day our Lord... returns!"