Chapter 45: Ferocious Horror Breaks Free? Raid Its Lair!
At this moment, Meng Xiyue, who had already run far away and successfully escaped the encirclement, stood on a wall, cupped her hands into a megaphone shape, and shouted loudly: “Hey, you two, come over here quickly! Something’s not right over there, red light is flying from the sky again! Run fast!!!”
Yuan Zhu and Zhou Chu both looked up at the same time, and sure enough, in the sky to the west of Buddhist City, a deep dark red blood light was rapidly approaching. As the dark red blood cloud drew closer, an icy, deathly silent atmosphere devoid of any vitality began to spread, accompanied by the sound of cursed Buddhist scriptures filled with wailing, resentment, and filthy content…
A hoarse, low voice rang out in the sky: “Abbot Duowen, you dog thief, give me back my life!” Then, dense chants of the evil ghost cursed version of the scriptures echoed through the area, creating a massive spectacle.
As the dark red blood cloud approached, it became clear that it was a huge, tattered, dripping Blood Kesa rolling forward in the air, trailing rolling blood mist. When the kesa blocked the starlight across the sky and arrived above the plaza, the tumbling ragged cloth began to twist, outlining a shriveled human face looking down.
The human face opened its large mouth outlined by the kesa and howled like ghosts and wolves: “Abbot Duowen, you dog thief, you won’t achieve Buddhahood tonight!”
On the ground, a considerable number of Filthy Bone Demonic Humans who still retained some sanity instinctively knelt down in worship upon hearing this hoarse, resentful voice: “Dragon Sound Buddha Lord! Dragon Sound Buddha Lord! Kill kill kill! Buddha Lord be merciful, grant me flesh, hungry hungry hungry… ah!”
“Good good good, you still recognize me, you are the true believers, all submit to my Buddha!”
The massive blood-colored kesa human face opened its mouth wide and descended viciously from the sky, biting down on the densest cluster of people. Then the tattered, ragged Blood Kesa split into countless strips of cloth, wrapping and coiling around one Filthy Bone Demonic Human after another, squeezing and twisting them like wringing a towel, bursting them and splattering onto the Blood Kesa, which absorbed it…
The next moment, patches of red-and-green mottled ragged cloth strips detached from the huge kesa, transforming into small Kesa Ghost Faces, which also opened their mouths to emit demonic sounds, bewitching: “Why not quickly submit to the Dragon Sound True Dharma?”
In an instant, Abbot Duowen hid within the green plant hemisphere, remaining still; the Yellow Springs Kesa Evil Ghost that descended from the sky began to bewitch Filthy Bone Demonic Humans, recruiting old subordinates. By squeezing, crushing, and smearing them evenly, it cultivated civilians into small Kesa Ghosts, which flew chaotically through the sky.
“The abbot old ghost was killed by the Tomato Buddha?” Yuan Zhu gossiped.
“Don’t you want to live? Still have time to care about this?” The two were already enveloped by the edge of the Blood Kesa. Zhou Chu grabbed Yuan Zhu, who still wanted to go pick up the corpse, and dragged him away in a hurry, “Run fast!”
At this time, Meng Xiyue, who had run even farther and was climbing onto the roof of a two-story building, once again cupped her hands into a small megaphone, pointing at Yuan Zhu and Zhou Chu: “Hey! You two change direction! That way won’t work! Change direction! Run faster!!”
Boom, boom, boom!
A slight vibration came from the stone slab ground. As the two moved away from the plaza toward the opposite street ahead, they vaguely saw a huge shadowy figure swaying.
Strands of starlight pierced through the huge, shaking, dancing Blood Kesa, once again illuminating Na Ye City.
Under the red light, Yuan Zhu clearly saw the thing opposite: a giant warrior monk over three meters tall, with thick, powerful limbs and a bulging, obese belly. This monk had a face full of fierce flesh, a necklace of skeletons around his neck, and looked long dead—it was clearly a giant Corpse Ghost.
Besides the two arms a human should have, a pair of Meat Buddha Cocoons bulged from behind each shoulder blade, sprouting a pair of huge Buddha Palms. Then, in the center of the highly protruding belly, an exceptionally huge fifth limb also grew.
This guy had a full five arms!
With profound Buddhist Dharma beyond measure, matching the young monk Ku Cao’s testimony, this should be Na Ye’s first Yellow Springs Ghost King, the Vajra Temple abbot, Five-Armed Heavenly King Buddha Corpse Ghost!
The Blood Kesa Dragon Sound Buddha Lord floating in the sky had come to suppress it, but after a fierce battle, it exhausted itself… and died miserably. But according to the victim himself, it seemed to have been secretly harmed by Abbot Duowen?
Then Abbot Duowen obtained power from an otherworldly stranger (Tomato Person), leading to tonight’s ceremony, planning to complete evolution with starlight and achieve Buddhahood before eliminating the two Ghost Kings.
Now, the Ghost King had come personally to settle the score!
“Escape this way!”
Feeling one super alert after another from the Immortal Scripture, Yuan Zhu didn’t dare linger and make a suicidal move. He grabbed Zhou Chu’s arm, ducked into an alley, and tried to avoid the melee between the Buddha Corpse Ghost, Blood Kesa, and Buddha Tomato as much as possible.
“Children, subdue the heavenly demons, ferry them to Buddhahood!”
The meat mountain-like Five-Armed Heavenly King took one step, using Inch-Shrinking Movement. A large group of Corpse Ghosts who cultivated physical bodies surged out behind it.
The giant palm on Vajra Ghost King’s belly grabbed and tore at the void, remotely ripping apart the Ghost Realm projected by the Blood Kesa, and roared: “Dragon Sound old dog, get out of Buddha Lord’s way quickly, these are all my children! Such strong vital blood, born warrior monk material, Buddha come to ferry you!”
The giant palm on the Buddha Corpse Ghost’s abdomen waved and grabbed at the air again, remotely seizing a sturdy Filthy Bone Demonic Human, controlling it in the giant Buddha Palm in the blink of an eye.
Then, the pair of dharma palms behind the Buddha Corpse Ghost targeted the demonic human’s head. Hands clasped together, Double Peaks Piercing Ears, smack! In one strike, the head exploded, leaving a headless corpse that trembled violently, not yet fully dead.
“Hahaha, my Buddha is merciful… such vigorous essence, such excellent Buddha’s Child and Buddha’s Grandchild! Buddha come to ferry you!”
The dharma palm behind him grabbed the right small arm, twisted and pulled hard, tearing it off from the elbow with a rip, holding it in the dharma palm, and forcefully inserting it into the neck of the headless demonic human!
Foreign object (severed arm) incoming, invading the flesh and blood body, Filthy Blood frantically gathering to resist the intrusion in reverse. At the same time, the Buddha Corpse Ghost’s severed ghost hand also began pouring Death Qi into this vibrant body.
Massive vitality surged into the severed arm, beginning to transform and revive it. After receiving life nourishment, the severed hand really started growing, bit by bit turning green, the palm doubling in size to head proportions, becoming glossy green, cracking open a mouth along the palm lines, and opening a large eye.
While the Filthy Blood invaded and transformed the palm, the severed palm also surged with massive Death Qi, bit by bit killing the vitality of this body and converting it into a new Corpse Ghost.
In the end, a Corpse Ghost warrior monk with a green Buddha Hand Melon head, a huge green eye, using a palm as its skull, tremblingly joined the melee.
“Damn, another new hybrid breed is born! What is this green horror version of Wang Lingguan (He Ma Luo)? Sister Zhou, what should we call it, Buddha Hand Melon or Buddha Hand Tomato?”
Zhou Chu, who had climbed onto a building roof, ignored Yuan Zhu and instead looked gravely at the chaotic slaughter in the plaza.
The meditating Buddha Tomato, indifferent to the outside world, had a large number of civilians polluted by Mad Blood—some transformed into Ghostly Creatures by the Blood Kesa, others made into Buddha Hand Ghosts by the Buddha Corpse Ghost…
At this moment, Buddhist Dharma, Yellow Springs, starlight, Filthy Blood… multi-faction melee, devouring each other, birthing one grotesque deformed product after another. Just born, then immediately destroyed and devoured. After devouring massive Polluted Fruit, new rounds of mutation erupted, stronger and more bizarre.
It was practically a sealed Asura breeding ground.
Yuan Zhu felt some regret: “Hiss…! How to get rich now? Getting close is death, those two Ghost Kings don’t look weak at all.”
Zhou Chu stopped observing the plaza and instead turned to gaze over the entire Na Ye City, suddenly saying: “Let’s go check the temple!”
Yuan Zhu clapped his hands in agreement: “Good idea!”
At this moment, not only was Abbot Duowen achieving Buddhahood, but the city’s two strongest Ghost Kings were also drawn here to obstruct. This meant their lairs were most empty now, the perfect opportunity for exploration and looting.
“Go!”
Yuan Zhu took out Mouse, pried open the insect limbs corresponding to Meng Xiyue, extended the Rat Head antenna, and began fiddling with it.
“Beep beep beep? Beep beep beep? This is Yuan Zhu, if you receive, please respond.”
Soon, he contacted Meng Xiyue and learned she was fleeing with Mai Lili. Lu Rang had been attracted to a mansion not long ago, climbed over the wall to search for gold, silver, and jewels. As for Grandma Yu, after successfully escaping danger, she led Little Goat in a certain direction, seemingly with her own plan.
So he briefly explained his and Zhou Chu’s plans via Mouse. Meng Xiyue gladly agreed, and they arranged to meet at the inn entrance.
Upon reuniting, the squad was down to four people. Yuan Zhu suddenly frowned, looked at Meng Xiyue and Zhou Chu, and said: “You three act together. You go ransack the temple, I have other business.”
“What are you going to do?” Zhou Chu’s gaze sharpened, staring at Yuan Zhu. We agreed to loot the temple together, why are you suddenly bailing halfway?
Yuan Zhu didn’t explain: “I have another opportunity, so I won’t compete with you for temple resources.”
“Alright, alright, Brother Yuan, go ahead with peace of mind. But I must remind you, Na Ye City is getting more dangerous. After finishing your business, leave the city quickly, we’ll rendezvous outside. If danger strikes in the city, contact us; if we have spare capacity, we’ll try to pull you out.” Meng Xiyue waved her hand, signaling Yuan Zhu to go.
They were mere chance acquaintances, no need to die together.
Zhou Chu also warned him: “Absolutely do not feed the Clothes demonic cocoon! I’ll be watching you.”
Yuan Zhu: “Relax, I’m not interested in this junk. Even a Buddha Cocoon, I won’t feed it to Clothes. No more talk, see you later!”
With that, he changed direction and dashed madly toward Vajra Temple, where the Buddha Corpse Ghost was entrenched.
His whole body muscles and power erupted, running at full speed. The uniform on him also changed slightly. As Yuan Zhu frequently operated and used it, along with his subconscious thoughts, the uniform gradually took on the style of a racing cycling suit.
This was the one he often wore in his previous life on Earth while speeding on bikes; except for the helmet not manifesting, all other gear was complete, including racing gloves shaped on his hands. It looked very safe for survival.
This fully enclosed, wrapped feeling gave him a psychological sense of isolation from external pollution. Plus, the racing cycling suit style indeed had higher defense than ordinary clothes, matching his subconscious desire: to stay alive while looking cool!
Seeking support.
