Chapter 133: Your Mom……is In Good Health
Although both were Nine Heavens Thunder Seal, the one used by Zhang Ze Xing compared to the one correctly used by warrior John back then, the latter simply could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Apart from the restrictions brought by the realm, Zhang Ze Xing’s Nine Heavens Thunder Seal also had even more bizarre characteristics.
Jiang Ce specifically could not see it, but he just felt that Zhang Ze Xing’s Nine Heavens Thunder Seal was like it was alive.
Seeing the tornado destroy the parking lot, Jiang Ce couldn’t help but let out a “Wuhu.”
On the other side of the building, Liang Zhi Che, who was in the same team as Ku Zhen, inexplicably heard this sound and suddenly looked up.
Lou Leshan alertly asked: “What’s wrong?”
“So dragons really call like that!” Liang Zhi Che was full of excitement.
But soon, his excited expression disappeared, because the building was collapsing toward their side.
“Run fast!” Ku Zhen roared while waving his sleeve robe, and a golden barrier appeared out of thin air, steadily protecting everyone.
Lou Leshan grabbed Liang Zhi Che and jumped to a safe place in a few steps.
Panting heavily, Lou Leshan said with lingering fear: “What was that just now?”
“I don’t know.”
On the other end, Jiang Ce watched Zhang Ze Xing successfully destroy the building’s load-bearing structure, watching the building gradually collapse and teeter, and while the gluttonous ghost in front of him hadn’t reacted yet, he took a few big steps and ghostly appeared behind the gluttonous ghost team. The Seven Star Cauldron Array carried a breaking-air sound, slamming everyone back toward the gatekeeper.
Xuan Qing instantly reacted, his fly whisk in hand instantly turning into a flying sword, swiftly harvesting lives amid twists and turns.
The others were half a beat slower in reacting, but only by a few seconds, they caught up with Xuan Qing’s movements and began the purge of the gluttonous ghosts.
The gatekeeper had advanced here, and these gluttonous ghost elites had originally prepared to get serious, but watching the suddenly appearing thunder dragon destroy the main camp, they were already in disarray, and then Jiang Ce flashed in to start the fight, leaving them momentarily at a loss, struggling even to resist, let alone mind the others.
In an instant, the fully prepared gluttonous ghost crowd was defeated. Even though they adjusted later, they had already lost the initiative and had no power to fight back. The gatekeeper wiped out more than twenty of them at the cost of two deaths and five serious injuries.
With Jiang Ce’s assistance, Xuan Qing even killed one Five Energies Returning to Origin and one Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, a total of two Unity of Heaven and Man.
“Continue!” Jiang Ce grabbed a handful of compressed spiritual medicine and threw it into his mouth, preparing to press deeper.
But Xuan Qing stopped him.
It was clear that Xuan Qing had consumed a great deal; his body was actually steaming with heat at this moment.
He stared helplessly at Jiang Ce: “Those were two Unity of Heaven and Man! You really treat me like a beast.”
“Although they were Unity of Heaven and Man, I saw that Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown wasn’t even as tough as the Five Energies Returning to Origin next to the ghost disciple in the great tomb back then.” Jiang Ce was also panting: “Can you do it, little dog?”
Xuan Qing glared at the already covered in wounds Jiang Ce, somewhat speechless.
With a wave of his hand, a mass of Daoist Qi enveloped Jiang Ce, healing his injuries.
At the same time, the gluttonous ghost guards on other fronts were also faring poorly. Upon sensing the breach, the gatekeepers from all sides, though not in contact, tacitly advanced forward.
And just as the gatekeeper forces were closing in on the city, the building suddenly underwent a secondary collapse.
But this time it wasn’t due to the previous thunder dragon, nor the building’s own damage or external influence, but from its interior.
A slender figure appeared in the building that had tilted to a very dangerous angle; that collapse was caused by this figure.
Like a fierce ghost crawling out of a grave, he shattered the entire upper part of the building, thereby standing before everyone.
Behind him were countless black ghost hands, like centipedes, numbing to the scalp.
Although he had never seen Bai Qing, Jiang Ce still recognized the other’s identity at a glance.
He felt a surge of joy in his heart; he had finally forced him out before the gluttonous ghost reinforcements arrived.
And as he saw Bai Qing, Bai Qing also saw him.
In the instant their eyes met, Bai Qing sensed the connection brought by the blood curse.
Upon sensing it, Bai Qing rushed toward Jiang Ce without the slightest hesitation.
Instantly, Jiang Ce’s secret delight turned into fear.
In Jiang Ce’s eyes, the world turned black and white in an instant.
This was several times the enhancement of insight from his mental energy under high pressure and focus.
Everything was in slow motion, but Jiang Ce still couldn’t see Bai Qing’s movements clearly, only seeing the dense ghost hands behind him wriggling, continuously tearing the space between the two, attacking in an incomprehensible way.
It was as if there was an invisible line between them, and he was firmly locked onto it.
Bai Qing’s figure flickered in and out, each appearance bringing him a bit closer to Jiang Ce.
In Jiang Ce’s perception, it was as if in a world where everyone was frozen, only Bai Qing could move normally.
And at this moment, he was like a vegetable, able to perceive everything around him but unable to move.
But even so, Jiang Ce did not panic, because he knew that since he could perceive, it meant his mental energy was not sealed.
Almost like a conditioned reflex, Jiang Ce instinctively used the move that had once blasted away Xiao Lin—
Wrapping Divine-Connecting Sword Intent with mental energy, slashing toward Bai Qing.
The latter did not anticipate that Jiang Ce still had the strength to resist, just like Xiao Lin’s underestimation back then, similarly delayed for an instant by this unexpected move.
The light mass was casually grabbed by Bai Qing. As he was about to completely crush this mass of mental energy, his expression changed, and he subconsciously let go. Accompanied by the mental energy fragments scattering, infinite sword intent shot out in all directions.
It was at this instant that the black-and-white world gained a trace of color.
Then everything in Jiang Ce’s eyes began to shatter starting from between him and Bai Qing, like glass breaking— the building, the sky, the ground, the frozen people around him, all burst apart.
Coming back to his senses, Jiang Ce was still in place, and Bai Qing was still high above.
He hadn’t approached at all?
Jiang Ce’s heart was filled with doubt and wariness; the feeling of being inches from death just now was so real that for a moment he couldn’t distinguish if it had actually happened or was an illusion.
He clearly saw a flash of shock on Bai Qing’s face, which quickly turned into even thicker killing intent.
He wanted to strike again.
Xuan Qing didn’t know what had just happened, not even noticing Jiang Ce’s abnormality, but he immediately stood in front of Jiang Ce and said in a deep voice: “You go first, I’ll hold him.”
Jiang Ce was just about to warn Xuan Qing to be careful of the other’s bizarre methods when the latter resolutely flew upward. At the same time, he formed hand seals, seven Dao swords swirling around him, sword tips pointing at Bai Qing.
This was the most orthodox Seven Star Sword Formation.
Even though the Daoist Qi and spiritual energy contained within were astonishing, Jiang Ce was not optimistic.
Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Ce felt the surrounding air become stagnant again. The only difference was that this time, the one locked was not him.
Before Jiang Ce could gather mental energy to observe the battle, Xuan Qing seemed to crash into something; his upward charging figure abruptly stopped, and after an instant pause, he flew back at an even fiercer speed.
Jiang Ce horrifiedly discovered that as he flew back, his body was also shriveling. By the time Jiang Ce caught him, he was on the verge of death, emaciated like a withered husk.
“Run fast!” Xuan Qing’s eyes widened in terror, but his gaze was completely unfocused.
Jiang Ce frowned tightly, said not a single extra word, gritted his teeth, hoisted Xuan Qing on his back, and turned to flee.
But unbeknownst when, Bai Qing had appeared behind him.
Each ghost hand behind Bai Qing gripped the neck of a gatekeeper.
At his feet now lay quite a few people in similar condition to Xuan Qing, even worse off; those with slightly weaker cultivation had even turned into mummified corpses, lifeless.
Jiang Ce was stunned, then roared angrily: “Where the hell is he?”
Hearing Jiang Ce’s roar, Bai Qing revealed a cruel smile: “You mean Xiao Lin?”
Looking at his brazen demeanor, Jiang Ce instantly understood something.
Reinforcements had arrived? Or did he have other preparations?
He didn’t know that not far from here, Xiao Lin was blocked by a person with a big hole in his stomach.
This person, with no internal organs left, had waxy yellow skin, some places with purple lividity, or rather corpse spots, not looking like a living person at all.
Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes and probed: “Bai Qing’s shadow?”
But the other didn’t speak, face wooden.
“Looks like he’s dead.”
Xiao Lin said no more, raising his hand to unleash hundreds of talismans, over a hundred colorful spells blasting toward the opponent.
But to Xiao Lin’s surprise, after the smoke cleared, this thing—whether living or dead—was already riddled with wounds, even white bones visible, yet it still stood unyielding.
Even more shocking was that it seemed to feel no pain; before completely losing mobility, its sole purpose was always to hold Xiao Lin back.
Xiao Lin was a dharma master among Daoist priests, skilled in various spells but not in close combat. Yet the opponent seemed to have been a body-refining cultivator in life. Though now fighting purely on instinct, his genuine Return to Origin Limitless body still gave Xiao Lin an immense headache.
To put it figuratively, it was like Ryze facing a Heartsteel Sion—unable to damage it, only watching helplessly as it pushed the tower.
The most disgusting part was that this puppet-like thing’s orders seemed to be solely to delay Xiao Lin; from the start, it never aimed to win, just surviving however it could.
Once it sensed Xiao Lin preparing a spell that could destroy it, it would flee. As soon as Xiao Lin tried to head to the battlefield, it would block him again.
Back and forth, the two were fighting a guerrilla war.
Xiao Lin did want to hold back a big one, a spell equivalent to a nuke’s power to leave it nowhere to escape, but this wasn’t some wilderness—it was an area not far from the city district. Such a strike would cost enough merit to cultivate for several lifetimes, and the subsequent troubles were more than Xiao Lin could bear.
So he had no choice but to grind it down continuously.
Xiao Lin could only hope in his heart that Jiang Ce and the others could hold the pressure.
He also understood that this guy coming out to block him meant that at this moment, Bai Qing had likely begun his counterattack.
“Damn it, Xiao Lin is a der, I’ve given up hope on them dying eight hundred times already.”
Jiang Ce glared angrily at Bai Qing.
Bai Qing chuckled in amusement but had no intention of chatting idly with Jiang Ce. He knew well that his shadow, though temporarily revived with evil arts, was no longer human, no different from a consumable; every extra second it delayed increased the risk.
He had originally planned to hole up until reinforcements arrived, as he received word from Yan Yi that he could arrive in at most half an hour. But right then, he sensed the death curse’s aura.
Confident he could hold out for half an hour, he decided to first avenge his disciple.
Though he had been threatened before, even having a confidant die in his place once, he still unhesitatingly targeted Jiang Ce again.
Originally he planned to let it go, but someone reassured him to go ahead with revenge—
Holy Cult protector.
The holy envoy chief’s status was above the helmsman, the protector’s status even above the holy envoy chief; in the Holy Cult, it was second only to one, above tens of thousands. With the protector’s approval, Bai Qing’s gradually subsiding desire for revenge stirred again.
He believed that since the protector said so, even if those bastards caused trouble afterward, someone would back him.
In the Holy Cult, many times, the protector represented the cult leader’s will.
So what was there to fear?
“You broke my Underworld Grip; perhaps you have divine material on you? Then I’ll gladly take it.”
Bai Qing grinned ferociously, extending the thickest ghost hand like a cannonball crashing toward Jiang Ce.
That ghost hand extended infinitely, its rough, hairy surface making Jiang Ce nauseous at a glance. While retreating, he roared:
“Zhang Ze Xing your mom”
Before he finished speaking, a silver-white thing drilled out from underground, instantly burrowing into Bai Qing’s extended ghost hand.
The next moment, the ghost hand lost control and began convulsing uncontrollably.
Bai Qing’s face also showed pain and shock.
Seeing the ghost hand steaming with bursts of white smoke, Bai Qing helplessly severed his connection with it.
That dozens-of-feet-long ghost hand fell to the ground still wriggling, then shriveled and contracted, finally bursting into a mass of black water.
“Lightning Magic?” Bai Qing’s eyes widened, his voice unconsciously rising: “Celestial Master’s Mansion?”
Jiang Ce had just exhaled in relief when he stumbled, unsteady, falling backward but landing right against Zhang Ze Xing’s body.
Zhang Ze Xing disgustedly pushed him away, brushed his clothes, face full of disgust.
Zhang Ze Xing lightly stomped his foot, and countless white glows drilled out from underground.
Jiang Ce hadn’t seen clearly earlier; now looking closely, he realized these snake-like things were actually arcs of electricity.
Unlike the previous purple thunder dragon, these white snakes were more agile. The instant they appeared, they formed a grand array according to Zhang Ze Xing’s consciousness, firmly locking Bai Qing within.
“What did you just say?” Zhang Ze Xing finally had time to look at Jiang Ce.
“I said your mom is in good health.” Jiang Ce was extremely sincere, without the slightest hesitation.
