Holy Bone

Chapter 1994 Fourth Realm Monster, Three Heads, Six Arms, Six Legs

"Hey hey hey..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"……god……"

"……host……"

“...recite…”

……

"...to make the will clear..."

"...The Incense Offering..."

……

"Hahaha……"

Han Yichuan kept screaming and laughing, reciting nonsensical words as he looked at Jin An with a sly smile.

Their demeanor was as if they regarded Jin An as a dead man, not afraid of falling into Jin An's hands, but mocking him, not seeing him as a threat, but as a drop in the ocean, an insignificant and weak person.

Without further ado, Jin An tore off Han Yichuan's other good leg.

The steward, Instructor Zhang, and others watching from the side couldn't help but twitch their faces, but they didn't say anything to stop Jin An. Instead, they glared at Han Yichuan with resentment.

Han Yichuan's indiscriminate killing of innocent people in the Wu King's mansion has already reached the point of being universally condemned, and no one expects him to have an easy time.

Han Yichuan screamed in pain while simultaneously laughing hysterically, a sight that was truly unbearable to witness, causing everyone to involuntarily frown.

That painful, shrill sound was absolutely awful.

However, there is one exception.

That is Jin'an.

Since he began cultivating, Jin An had experienced countless scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he was already used to such sights and no longer found them strange.

He still didn't waste a single word, and this time he tore off Han Yichuan's only remaining intact arm.

"what!"

Han Yichuan screamed in pain.

But it immediately turned into an even more frenzied, sharp, and piercing laugh.

"……revival……"

"……camp……"

“...candlestick…”

"...Bestowed upon you..."

“…Saint…”

"……host……"

When Han Yichuan finished reciting, a strange change occurred in his body!
His body began to emit large amounts of black light!

Those black lights were the Yin Qi, the king of all poisons. The Yin Qi engulfed and enveloped Han Yichuan, and Han Yichuan's figure actually kept growing taller in Jin An's hands.

Eight feet!

Nine feet!

Ten feet tall!

The only thing that remained unchanged was that Jin An still held him tightly with one hand, his grip as firm as a vise, never letting go of Han Yichuan's neck.

As the yin energy receded, Han Yichuan finally revealed his form, transforming into a ten-foot-tall vengeful ghost. The ghost had a blue face and fangs, with flames hanging from its head. The flames were as deep as blue ghostly fire, emitting a chilling glow. Its body stank as if it had been pulled from a cesspool, making it extremely foul and unpleasant to smell.

His appearance is quite similar to that of a Yaksha.

It is precisely the image of a Yaksha.

After Han Yichuan transformed into a Yaksha, his hands, feet, and limbs all grew back. His towering body began to attack Jin An, attempting to tear Jin An's arms apart and escape.

however.

I don't know.

No matter how many times he attacked, Jin An's arm remained resilient and unbreakable. Han Yichuan's fingernails, covered with foot-long sharp nails and as long as daggers, struck Jin An's arm, producing a piercing clanging sound. Each attack sounded like striking solid iron, sending chills down one's spine.

Han Yichuan was quite rational. Seeing that his fingernails couldn't cut through Jin An's flesh, he began to chant incantations. This time, he conjured a Yellow Spring Staff and a Impermanent Ghost Sword in his hands, and slashed them both toward Jin An's face.

Boom!

Boom!

When the dust from the explosion cleared, Jin'an was revealed to be completely unharmed.

The steward and Instructor Zhang nodded in agreement at this scene. This was the Martial King they knew, whose flesh and blood body was as solid as a divine object, indestructible and unbreakable.

If King Wu's physical body were to be afraid of external attacks, that would truly make them shake their heads, and King Wu's status in their hearts would plummet.

Jin An's behavior was exactly the image of King Wu in their minds—unmoved by external things.

"Since you know my identity, you should know that your attacks have no effect on me."

"Tell me, where are my people?"

"Otherwise, I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death."

Jin An spoke indifferently, still pressing for the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest and Fatty Li.

But Han Yichuan did not answer him, and continued to change his attack methods and attack him relentlessly.

Suddenly, the black crystal on the Yellow Spring Staff in his hand emitted large swaths of black light, filled with blood streaks, which filled the entire space and covered the entire sky above the Martial King.

Then, these blood-red black rays of light, like a large net, suddenly tightened. Within the net, an overwhelming array of incredibly sharp steel blades converged and slashed towards Jin An.

Sonorous!

Another resounding clang, like the clashing of iron, followed. Jin An remained standing unharmed, while the crimson-black radiant net was now torn and vanished.

Jin An simply stood still, without making a sound, and Han Yichuan's supernatural power was destroyed.

"Roar!"

Han Yichuan roared and slashed at Jin An with his Wuchang Ghost Sword. As he slashed, the Black and White Impermanence appeared on the sword, accompanied by a group of Yin spirits and soul-snatching chains, rushing towards Jin An, determined to snatch his soul on the spot.

This time, Jin An still didn't make a move. He just snorted coldly, and white heat surged from his body. The heat was like a sphere, which expanded violently as soon as it appeared, growing to a hundred feet in size in the blink of an eye.

No matter how profound the Impermanent Ghost Sword was, it instantly vanished into nothingness under the powerful aura of a martial arts immortal.

As the white heat continued to expand, it came into contact with Han Yichuan. Han Yichuan's demonic form was scorched by the intense heat, emitting heart-wrenching screams of pain. His body visibly shrank, becoming weak and dim.

Eventually, it dimmed to the size of a normal person.

He reverted to his original form, without hands or feet.

Only Jin An remained unharmed, standing still with one hand around Han Yichuan's neck.

"Are you still not going to tell me?"

"Then there's no use keeping you around."

Jin An's calm gaze turned murderous. He planned to use the Twenty-Third Transformation Dream Invasion Technique to directly invade Han Yichuan's dream and find the answer within it.

Unexpectedly, just as Jin An was about to make a move against Han Yichuan, a loud thunderclap suddenly sounded outside the Wu King's Mansion, and then many different figures were seen flying over walls and rampaging towards the Wu King's Mansion.

Jin An paused slightly, then turned to look outside the Prince Wu's residence.

"King Wu, you are utterly wicked, aiding and abetting evil, even going so far as to form an alliance with Xuan Guang Cave Heaven for fame and profit, all to destroy the Wu Alliance!"

"We will never allow such a scoundrel as you to succeed in this treacherous scheme. Today, we swear to attack the Martial King's Mansion, to vindicate the world, and to restore the honor of martial arts!"

"You are no longer worthy to be called King Wu from this day forward. Prepare to die today!"

A voice rang out from the crowd, drifting from side to side, but the speaker could not be found. The voice was as fierce as thunder and fire, and the cries of condemnation could be heard throughout half the city. King Wu instantly became the enemy of the entire world.

Without saying much, all the various figures from the martial arts world who had gathered around the Martial King's Mansion rushed forward to attack it.

Jin An's expression was cold as he surveyed these heretics who were so devoted to opposing King Wu.

"who are you?"

"Why don't we meet and talk?"

"This shifty and cowardly behavior will only make people look down on us."

Jin An began to search for someone in the crowd to speak.

However, apart from hearing the shouts and curses of hundreds of people, all calling him despicable, shameless, and a traitor, he never heard the voice of the person who had spoken first.

The man's voice mysteriously vanished at that moment. "Get out!"

Did I ask you to speak?

Jin An suddenly roared, and two hundred-foot-long flying dragons shot out from his body. They bared their fangs and claws, circling and hovering above him. Everyone who rushed into the Wu King's Mansion was knocked away by the flying dragons, and no one could withstand a single blow.

At this moment, Jin An shattered the void with his martial arts, ascending to the sky step by step. Standing on the high ground, he looked out into the void, trying to find the person who spoke first.

But those who were sent flying by the flying dragon all turned into ghosts, soaring through the sky and disappearing into the earth, howling like ghosts.

With so many ghosts disturbing the world, Jin'an found it difficult to find anyone.

Then, all these ghosts charged towards Jin'an again.

The two hundred-zhang-long flying dragons coiled above Jin An's head roared!

"howl!"

With a roar, it once again swatted away the ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts were no match for a single move, all turning into fragments and wisps of smoke.

but.

More and more people rushed towards the Wu King's Mansion from the ancient city walls. Eventually, even ordinary people flocked to the Wu King's Mansion.

Ordinary people, carrying hoes, shovels, and various farm tools, surged in, making the Wu King's Mansion seem like an enemy that everyone in the world wanted to get rid of.

Everyone wants the Wu King's Mansion to be destroyed, everyone wants to eliminate the Wu King's Mansion, to uphold justice, to be fair and just, and to have a clear conscience.

This scene is truly moving.

Jin An looked at all this from the sky, his face becoming even colder and more ruthless. He shouted loudly, "I will not let down the people of the world."

Why have the people of the world betrayed me?

"My heart is turned toward the bright moon, and the bright moon shines upon me."

"Today I'll see who's stirring up trouble and adding fuel to the fire behind the scenes."

After Jin An finished speaking, he no longer cared about Han Yichuan in his hands. With a burst of white heat, he instantly burned Han Yichuan into charcoal. Then, with a flick of his hand, Han Yichuan's body was reduced to nothingness.

Then he took a step forward.

A hundred-foot-long flying dragon above moved in sync with the others, roaring like thunder and carrying the power of lightning and fire, as it flew in all directions, brandishing its claws.

Anyone touched by the power of the Flying Dragon's thunder and fire died instantly and became a ghost, rushing towards Jin'an to claim their life. But the next moment, they were annihilated by the Flying Dragon's power of thunder and fire, and baked into nothingness by the scorching yang energy.

Jin'an took the second step.

The dragon above flew off to an even more distant place, and more people fell, turning into ghosts, and then into nothingness and wisps of smoke.

Three steps.

Four steps.

Five steps.

……

Jin An covered several zhang with each step, and in just a few steps, he had already left the Wu King's Mansion. At this time, the people outside the Wu King's Mansion had been killed by the two hundred-zhang flying dragons in the sky.

No one could withstand even a single blow from him.

They all died without a trace, leaving no remains.

Outside the Prince Wu's mansion, only one figure remained, unharmed and isolated.

The figure was strange; it was formed by the combined bodies of three people. It was ugly and unsightly, with three faces, six arms, and six legs, and its body was extremely bloated and ugly.

"You are one of the three elders of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

"Or you should be called the one who killed the three elders of the Celestial Master's Mansion."

Jin An looked down at the ugly, unsightly figure on the ground.

"King Wu, your strength is very strong." The ugly figure with three heads, six arms, and six legs also spoke, his words pausing as if he hadn't spoken in a long time and was extremely unaccustomed to speaking, so he spoke slowly.

"Who exactly is your true self?"

"Why target the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Jin An did not make a move immediately. He narrowed his eyes and looked the other party up and down while asking about his identity.

"The Celestial Master's Mansion..."

"Ah……"

"My only descendant died in the Celestial Master's Mansion, and I will make sure the Celestial Master's Mansion is never at peace."

The other person answered at a slow pace.

Jin An narrowed his eyes: "Who are your descendants?"

The figure with three heads, six arms, and six legs said, "You know him too."

Jin An was slightly surprised this time and said, "Oh? Tell me and see if I remember."

"Jie Jie."

"Hahaha."

"you."

"Not worthy."

The three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure laughed mockingly.

Jin An was not angry. He continued, "Why don't you dare to show your true face to people?"

The other person was still laughing mockingly, showing no intention of replying.

It wasn't until Jin An pressed him again that the three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure mocked, "What do you mean I don't show my true face to people?"

"This is my true self."

"King Wu, you didn't actually see through it, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Jin An looked the other person up and down in surprise, his face becoming extremely serious.

Suddenly, Jin An frowned.

He noticed that the shoes on the other person's feet looked very familiar. Weren't they the same ancient shoes that Han Yichuan had been kneeling and worshipping on outside?

Jin An's expression changed: "You are!"

"Ancient shoes come to life!"

"Hahaha." The three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure let out a shrill, unpleasant laugh.

After laughing for a while, he said, "King Wu, you still haven't figured out my identity. You've disappointed me a bit."

"It seems that King Wu is nothing special after all."

Jin An narrowed his eyes, a cold glint in them: "Why don't you just tell me who you are? That way, when you die, you won't have to be an unknown ghost."

The three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure spoke, its voice extremely unpleasant: "King Wu, are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"You've forgotten that the whole world is attacking your Wu Wang Mansion. Your Wu Wang Mansion is the one that deserves to be destroyed by heaven and earth, struck by lightning, and condemned by heaven and earth."

Jin An said calmly, "You can try to see if my Wu Wang Mansion has the power to rule the world."

"……enlightened……"

"...Never abandon..."

"...Father..."

Boom!

The three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure vanished from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already beside Jin An. It raised its arms to attack Jin An.

Jin An, with two flying dragons atop his head moving at incredible speed, met the attack on the figure with three heads, six arms, and six legs.

However, the three-headed, six-armed, six-legged figure had six arms. He used his remaining four arms to attack Jin An, who retaliated with both arms. In one strike, he unleashed four dragon roars, which flew out with bared fangs and claws.

Rumble!
Rumble!
The four dragons struck each other, causing a thunderous explosion. A powerful shockwave erupted in the sky, so fierce and intense that even the dust and gravel on the ground were blown far away, covering the sky and the earth.

Jin An stood still in place.

As the dust settled, a figure with three heads, six arms, and six legs was revealed. Despite being attacked by the four dragons of Jin'an's "Six Extremes Xingyi Quan," the opponent survived unscathed, without a single injury.

Jin An's eyes showed a slight look of surprise.

Keep in mind that he was already in the late stage of the fourth realm.

The opponent was completely unharmed by his attack... Doesn't that mean the opponent is also a fourth-level being?
(End of this chapter)