Demon Sword Immortal

"What the hell!"

Han Li's expression changed again when he saw the empty coat falling from mid-air.

When was it eaten?

This demonic pool... it's elusive and omnipresent!?

"Come out now!!!"

Han Li called for the people in the classroom to come out through the front door again, and then told them to run to another empty classroom diagonally opposite. He then went inside and locked the door.

"Huh...huh..."

He was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, leaning against the metal door, listening intently to the sounds outside.

pat!

pat!

pat!

A moment later, crisp footsteps echoed from afar, accompanied by some strange, bumpy noises.

Bang!

That was the sound of a collision. Judging from the noise, it must have been something that smashed open the door to that classroom.

It must have searched the classroom for a while, found nothing, then pattered out and went downstairs the way it came.

call--

Only after confirming that the other party was no longer on this floor did Han Li dare to breathe heavily.

Then he opened his tired eyes and looked at his partner Zhao Xiaoqin, focusing on her pitiful left shoulder.

It's empty there.

The cut surface was a jumble of blood and flesh. Instructor Li from the kendo dojo gave her emergency bandaging, and Zhao Xiaoqin's face turned deathly pale with pain.

"Inspector Han..."

A girl with pigtails approached shakily; it was Chen Jing.

"Has that thing... left?"

"Let's leave it for now," Han Li said softly, as if afraid that speaking loudly would attract evil spirits.

He looked at Chen Jing, then at the exhausted refugee students lying down, his voice hoarse.

"But if we don't find that thing's weakness, we won't be able to get out on our own..."

"Inspector Han."

Then another sound came from the side.

Han Li looked over and saw a girl with long, straight, smooth black hair and black-rimmed glasses.

"Miss Fang..."

Han Li dared not be as relaxed around her as he was around Chen Jing.

Because she is Fang Wenya.

Fang Xiaochun was the daughter of Fangzhou Governor Zangzai Chilong.

“Inspector Han,” Fang Wenya pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and said earnestly, “I am extremely grateful that you, Inspector Zhao, and Instructor Li were willing to come to my rescue as soon as you heard the news.”

"But continuing like this is tantamount to sitting and waiting for death."

"My idea is that Inspector Han has faced them directly many times and knows them better than we do."

"The more people there are, the richer the ideas become. If Inspector Han is struggling to find a starting point, why not describe his understanding of them and let everyone discuss how to proceed?"

Chapter Thirteen: The Principles of the Demon Pool

She's right.

Han Li thought for a moment and said, "What we can confirm at the moment is that the Demon Pool can devour people silently, allowing them to wear their original clothes and blend into the group, with almost no outward signs of abnormality."

"Almost?" Fang Wenya frowned.

"The only way to identify them is that the clothes on the person who was eaten are not intact," Han Li added.

“For example, that person just now... He was originally wearing trousers, but after being possessed, he wasn't wearing trousers and only covered his lower body with a coat. You can tell this by paying more attention.”

"And..." Zhao Xiaoqin gritted her teeth and spoke up, "This demon pool is divided into two types: tangible and intangible... The intangible ones possess people and eat them, while the tangible ones roam around in the form of blood skeletons. They are swift, can dodge bullets, and are incredibly strong, making them impossible to deal with using ordinary methods..."

Finally, she couldn't help but look at her left shoulder.

Such a severe and horrific injury was caused by a blood skeleton reaching out and grabbing her entire arm, tearing it off her shoulder.

Although she was just an ordinary inspector, she was still at the seventh level of the Qi Nourishing stage, and her strength and reaction speed far exceeded those of ordinary people.

The Blood Skull's power was so great that she couldn't resist it; she had never encountered such a demonic abyss in her life.

"And another thing!" Instructor Li added, "Those who haven't entered the Dao shouldn't even look directly at them!"

He looked at the few dozen or so students remaining in the classroom, his expression one of pity.

"Lian Di... Kong Sheng... they were both possessed and eaten because they lacked spiritual insight and directly looked at unclean things, and they don't know when they were possessed..."

"The tangible and the intangible; the tangible moves swiftly and possesses immense power, while the intangible cannot be seen directly, and they seem to be connected to each other, though it's not yet certain whether it's hearing..."

Chen Jing, with a pained expression, helped summarize the characteristics of the Demon Pool, while Fang Wenya, listening from the side, grew paler and paler.

Demon pools generally have underlying principles and weaknesses.

Once one understands the 'principle of the demon pool,' sometimes even ordinary people can survive demonic calamities.

If appropriate countermeasures are employed, an ordinary person like her might even be able to break through the demon pool.

As the saying goes, the Great Way is fifty, and Heaven evolves to forty-nine. Many schools of thought and viewpoints in Taoism believe that the reason why the Demon Pool has both principles and weaknesses is precisely because it conforms to the evolution of the Way of Heaven.

Some of the demon pools are hallucinogenic; you can escape their range simply by closing your eyes and avoiding looking, and by physically bumping into them.

Some demon pools cannot be filled with fear. If even the slightest sound of fear escapes the throat, the demon pool will instantly pounce and kill the person.

Fang Wenya had read many cases like this since she was a child. Therefore, her first thought was to gather everyone's strength to figure out what weaknesses the Demon Pool had, and at the very least, to understand how it spread outwards from a pot of water.

However, this demon pool is far too complicated!

Weakness... Are intangible creatures afraid of electricity?

It's unclear; it's pending for now.

But tangible blood skeletons are completely impossible to deal with! Even Han Li, a ninth-level cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, wielding standard police equipment, is no match for him!

How should we address this?

Close your eyes... Closing your eyes can only prevent you from being possessed and eaten by invisible demons.

Do you really want to sneak out like this?

They had tried, but the Blood Skull still managed to spot them.

The two encounters with the Blood Skull resulted in the deaths of eight students the first time and four students the second time, in addition to Zhao Xiaoqin having her left arm torn off.

I can't figure out any pattern at all...

Where exactly does the so-called "one that has vanished" in the Way of Heaven manifest itself...?

Fang Wenya racked her brains but couldn't figure out how to break the deadlock.

What she found even more incomprehensible was why someone would go to such lengths to target her.

Was it aimed at the father?

He wasn't a swordsman, and had been hiding his identity while studying here. He didn't carry any particularly powerful treasures to protect him. It seemed like he was trying to cause trouble for his father by targeting him.

Then I absolutely cannot die.

Fang Wenya's breathing became slightly rapid.

If the planner's goal is to trick her father, Fang Xiaochun, into doing something by killing her, then she absolutely cannot be allowed to get hurt.

The best retaliation is simply for her to live.

As long as she lives, those people's plot will not succeed!

However, the Demon Pool...

Back to reality, Fang Wenya felt somewhat disheartened.

Making good college applications is useless if you can't solve real-world problems; no amount of application will help.

Just as she was frowning and deep in thought, she suddenly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere in the classroom.

We said we'd gather everyone's ideas to discuss, but only a handful of people responded, and among the students, only Chen was involved.

Upon closer inspection, the remaining students in the experimental class looked at him with slightly evasive eyes, and turned their heads away when he met their gaze.

what……

Fang Wenya was stunned.

Indeed, I overlooked the students' psychological state...

In a life-or-death situation, the title of "noble lady" isn't so useful.

Knowing that I'm the reason they got involved in the demonic calamity, they'll probably have some complaints...

……

On the other hand, Bai Xiang gave up taking the elevator and chose to walk up the stairs to the fourth floor.

The scene in the hallway was horrifying; the steps and floor were covered in crimson bloodstains. Some were footprints resembling skeletons, while others were dragged limbs pressed to the ground.

In some areas with thick bloodstains, there were piles of human remains, and torn pieces of clothing could be seen almost every three steps.

The stench of blood is so strong that most people would find it unbearable to stay here; they would vomit after just a few sniffs.

Bai Xiang showed no unusual behavior. She walked around, stopping occasionally to examine the wreckage and fabric, without making a sound.

When she arrived at the central platform on the third floor, her gaze sharpened, and under the incandescent light, she saw a severed arm lying in the corner.

The severed arm lay alongside the remains of a scarlet skull. Bai Xiang walked over, used his wooden sword to pry the severed arm closer, stared intently at the black cloth wrapped around it, and examined its slender fingers, confirming that the arm belonged to Zhao Xiaoqin.

Whether Zhao Xiaoqin is competent is another matter, but as a formal inspector, her swordsmanship must have reached at least the seventh level of the Nourishing Spirit stage.

The pairing of her and Han Li is clearly dominated by the latter. Han Li is older and has spent more time practicing swordsmanship, and is likely to be at the ninth or even tenth level of the Qi Cultivation stage.

This combination, equipped with police gear effective against the demon pool, somehow ended up having their arms torn off...

Bai Xiang narrowed his eyes, raising his expectation of the threat posed by the 'Poisonous Water Demon Pool' by another level.

Suddenly, as if sensing a change in the atmosphere, she abruptly looked up at the top of the steps and caught sight of a fair-skinned girl in a white shirt with loose hair looking at her.

clothing……

Bai Xiang's gaze fell on the white shirt, confirming that the girl probably had no other clothes on her body besides this shirt.

Even if she still has underwear, this kind of attire is still illogical.

She looked at the girl, but her peripheral vision drifted towards the bloody skeleton in the corner.

I did see a lot of bloody footprints just now, like they were made by skeletal feet...

"Are you here to save us?"

The girl looked very excited, turning her head to look around as she spoke, and seemed to be waving to Bai: "Come with me quickly... those monsters might be upstairs!"

Bai Xiang paused for a moment, said "Okay," and then stepped onto the stairs.

As she got closer, she gradually sensed something unusual about the interior.

That was the seed of the mind within the inner vision. Normally, its existence was almost imperceptible, but now, the closer one got to the girl, the more the seed emitted a burning pain, like being scorched by the blazing sun.

It wasn't heavy, but it gave her a rush of heat, as if some kind of defense mechanism in her body had been spontaneously awakened, already resisting the crisis.

"Come on!"

He was only a step away from the girl when she anxiously stretched out her arm.

"Grab me! I'll help you hide!"

But what responded to her was a white light.