Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

Japan.

Kyoto, at a crossroads.

Towering skyscrapers stand like tombstones, and broken neon signs sway in the wind, making creaking sounds.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, and occasionally a few long-abandoned vehicles could be seen.

Right in the middle of this desolate street.

A hunched figure suddenly appeared out of thin air without any warning.

The figure was an old woman.

If Zhou Kai were here, he would recognize at a glance that the old woman was the one who called herself the "gatekeeper".

The old woman was still dressed in that bizarre outfit.

She wore a worn-out Taoist robe, but on her feet were a pair of shiny black modern Martin boots, and on her head was a black gentleman's hat.

At her waist, there was a dark red peach wood sword, flowing with the light of lightning!

In her left hand, a pure silver cross gleamed with a cold light!

Blood was seeping from the Buddhist prayer beads made of an unknown material around her neck...

She stood there, radiating an aura of desolation and immortality!

At this moment, behind the old woman's slightly hunched back, a faintly visible, ancient bronze door, seemingly connecting to another dimension, slowly emerged.

The door was tightly shut, with only wisps of hazy mist escaping through the cracks.

Not far from the old woman stood a hazy, enormous, seemingly towering female figure.

The woman's figure was not solid.

She seemed to be forcibly pieced together from countless pink petals, each petal constantly withering and reborn, exuding a suffocatingly sweet fragrance.

The woman's face was not clearly visible.

All that could be vaguely seen was that her eyes were closed.

She stood halfway up in the void, radiating an indifferent and aloof aura that looked down upon all living beings as ants, subtly distorting the surrounding space.

"go back……"

The old woman spoke.

Her voice was long, deep, and hoarse, and did not belong to any language known to humankind.

"Behind the door... lies... your... final resting place..."

The silver cross in the old woman's hand trembled slightly and emitted a series of buzzing sounds.

however.

Faced with the old woman's warning.

The enormous female phantom, composed of pink petals, did not respond.

Those tightly closed eyes remained closed.

She stood there like an unchanging statue, oblivious to the old woman's presence and the door.

"Stubborn...unyielding!!"

A sudden burst of light shot out from the old woman's cloudy old eyes.

boom!!!

next moment.

An indescribable power, transcending forbidden rules, suddenly erupted from the old woman's withered body!

Clang!

The peach wood sword at her waist unsheathed itself, transforming into a crimson bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, carrying overwhelming divine might, and pierced straight for the woman's brow.

Then... Boom!

The silver cross in her hand also shone brightly, and holy white light flowed out like liquid mercury, instantly constructing a huge cage of holy light in the air.

The black Buddhist prayer beads that she always wore around her neck began to spin wildly, emitting a series of chants that sounded like the howls of demons. Each syllable transformed into a large, black hand that gripped the woman's limbs tightly.

Faced with the overwhelming power of the rules, the pink-clad woman's phantom finally reacted.

She frowned slightly, and countless pink petals began to spin wildly around her.

But under the old woman's all-out burst of energy...

Her body gradually became unstable, and it seemed on the verge of collapse.

"seal up!!"

The old woman let out a sharp shout.

The ancient bronze door behind her suddenly swung open!

An irresistible, immense suction force surged out from inside the door, swallowing everything like a black hole.

The enormous body of the pink woman began to slide irreversibly into the doorway under this suction force.

Her lower body had already disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

Next came the torso, the arms...

Until the very end.

That blurry face slowly sank into the doorway.

But just before it completely disappeared.

She seemed to...smile.

It was a strange, mocking smile.

Bang!

The bronze gate slammed shut.

Everything returned to calm.

however.

Just as the door closed.

on the ground.

The shadow that originally belonged to the giant woman did not disappear along with her body.

The dark, twisted shadow seemed to have come to life, instantly splitting into countless tiny black shadows that fled wildly in all directions like a tidal wave.

They burrowed into the sewers, into abandoned buildings, and into every dark corner.

The disaster... has not been contained.

Instead, like a dormant plague, it sowed even deeper seeds of disaster on the land of Japan.

"well……"

Watching the fleeing shadows, the old woman let out a long sigh.

That sigh was filled with endless weariness and desolation.

At this moment, her body had become somewhat transparent, as if it might disappear with the wind at any moment.

The once imposing peach wood sword was now broken in two, the silver cross had become dull and lifeless, and the black Buddhist beads were shattered on the ground.

She raised her ethereal hand and gently stroked the bronze gate behind her that was gradually disappearing.

A complex look flashed in his eyes.

"After all... I am not... a being of this era..."

The old woman muttered to herself.

Her voice grew softer and softer, more and more ethereal.

"I tried my best... I tried my best..."

"This gate... I'm afraid... it can't be defended..."

The moment the words fell.

A gentle breeze blew by.

The old woman's lingering image, like a candle flickering in the wind, was completely extinguished and vanished into the air.

……

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

During this period, the entire continent of Dongsheng seemed to fall into a calm before the storm.

The seal that shrouds Qingzhou is still struggling to hold on. Although the bronze cauldron is rusted and decayed beyond recognition, it is still standing firm.

Furthermore, the Yanlong Empire government is mobilizing resources to reinforce the seal.

Just when the Yanlong Empire's government was preoccupied with the upheaval in Kunlun Ruins and the pink fog of the Neon Kingdom.

Xuan City, Yanlong Empire.

As one of the most prosperous base cities in the Yanlong Empire, Xuan City remains brightly lit and prosperous even in such chaotic times.

At this moment, in the central square of Xuan City, a huge electronic screen is broadcasting exciting news.

It calmed the anxious hearts of the people.

Just then.

A figure wearing a black hoodie, with his face buried deep in the hood, appeared silently on the top of a tall building at the edge of the square.

The figure was Wu Xun.

He stood in the cold wind, his vertical pupils, gleaming with an eerie green light, coldly watching the bustling crowd below.

It's like watching a group of corpses having a wild party.

"How... vibrant life is..."

Wu Xun stretched out his hand, which was covered with bluish-black scales, and made a grasping motion in the air.

It was as if it had captured countless fearful souls.

"Let the grand feast of Your Excellency begin here..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Wu Xun suddenly pulled a black pottery jar from his pocket.

The pottery jar has a simple and ancient shape, and its surface is covered with patterns of twisted eyes.

"Go... my children..."

"Enjoy...it to your heart's content..."

boom!

Wu Xun slammed the pottery jar in his hand hard into the center of the square below.

Click!

The pottery jar shattered.

But what flowed out of it was not water, nor any liquid.

Instead, it was a strange, yellowish mist with a strong, stench of decay!

The mist seemed to have a life of its own; it expanded and spread instantly upon contact with the air.

In just a few seconds.

The entire central square was completely shrouded in a dim, deathly silence!

"Ah! What is this?!"

"It stinks... Ugh..."

"My eyes! I can't see anything!"

The once cheerful crowd in the square was instantly plunged into panic.

Screams, cries, and curses rose and fell.

But soon.

These sounds began to change.

It turned into... the roars and chewing sounds of a wild beast.

"I'm so hungry..."

"Meat...I want to eat meat..."

In that yellow mist.

One by one, ordinary people who were originally normal suddenly had bloodshot eyes, drool dripping from their mouths, and lost all reason.

They began to attack those around them frantically, tearing and devouring them!

A terrifying upheaval suddenly erupted in the heart of this bustling base!

Looking down at the hellish scene below, Wu Xun, standing atop the high-rise building, slowly curled a cruel yet pleased smile onto his lips.