My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 805

"You can give it a try."

Jiang Xinghuo was not moved at all. With his big hand burning with red lotus fire, he directly tore through the resentment around him and grabbed the child-like clan-killing ghost in his hand. He sneered and said, "I will stand here and let you do what you want. If you have the ability, you can bless me with your law. I want to see what you can do."

"You forced me to do this!"

The clan leader let out a hysterical cry, and a force similar to a curse descended instantly. With Jiang Xinghuo himself as the origin, countless cause and effect lines were scattered and spread out towards the outside world.

"That's it?"

Jiang Xinghuo's teasing voice rang in the ears of the clan leader, and the cause and effect lines that spread out were unexpectedly cut off one by one, and then burned to ashes by golden flames.

"This...how is this possible?"

Zuzhu looked at Jiang Xinghuo in disbelief. In his own time, he had used this horrific killing pattern to take the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, but today it was broken so easily without even a splash.

"die!"

Jiang Xinghuo's cold voice sounded like a divine punishment, announcing the clan's fate of being exterminated. The red lotus fire slowly bloomed, and the clan's consciousness of being exterminated was also wiped out.

Ling Chi, who was fleeing at full speed, felt a chill in his heart. The killing rules of the clan extermination were already the strongest among them. Although they had no direct combat power, the curse that could implicate other people was extremely difficult to deal with. Even a real ghost would find it difficult to resist. Unexpectedly, it had no effect at all on Jiang Xinghuo.

But it didn't know that the reason why Jiang Xinghuo could calmly accept the curse of clan extermination was because he saw its weakness with the Sky-Peeking Eye. Perhaps it was fate that these vicious and evil ghosts were destined to die at the hands of Jiang Xinghuo.

Because if it comes to cultivation alone, Jiang Xinghuo can't catch up with these old ghosts no matter how hard he tries, but Jiang Xinghuo's methods are naturally ineffective against these evil ghosts.

Thunder magic can directly destroy their vitality, the red lotus fire can erase their consciousness, the law of burial can make the law of killing fall into silence, the law of transplanting flowers and trees can transfer the damage, and the golden law is inherently invincible, plus there is the eye of the sky-peeping who can see through the essence of all things.

These evil spirits were also unlucky this year, and all their methods were ineffective against Jiang Xinghuo, so they could only passively take the beating.

Take the clan that kills ghosts for example. Jiang Xinghuo used the Sky-Peeking Eye to see their killing pattern, which was nothing more than using the power of cause and effect to kill people. But this happened to play into Jiang Xinghuo's hands. The fragments of the law of cause and effect on Jiang Xinghuo's body could clearly sense the cause and effect extending outward from himself, so it was easy for him to cut it off and destroy it.

The clan-killing ghost's killing rules were completely invalidated, and their original effectiveness and capabilities could not be fully exerted.

"Gong Xing, be ready to attack at any time. I will find an opportunity to hurt him. You must seize the opportunity and never let him use magic to recover!"

Seeing that he could not escape Jiang Xinghuo's pursuit, Ling Chi knew that today was a dangerous day. If he wanted to survive, he had to give it a try, and maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Chen He, find a way to trap him. It doesn't take too long, just a breath will do. Leave me a chance to attack!"

"Human soup, buried alive, you two help Shen He, remember, we only have one chance, if we miss this opportunity, we will not see each other again for hundreds of years."

"Of course, there is a possibility that I may never see you again..."

Ling Chi gave orders to the three surviving evil spirits. Although there was no direct evidence yet, it believed in its intuition that if it died at the hands of this human today, there would be almost no chance of it appearing again in the future.

There were originally a large number of these evil spirits. Even in that chaotic world of supernatural powers, they were a powerful force. Not many evil spirits dared to confront them head-on.

Unfortunately, when the era ended, most of their brothers were lost. They finally managed to survive into the new era, but most of them were killed by the masters of that civilization.

They could only hide and struggle to survive. They thought that if nothing went well, they would just leave it like this, living a miserable life would be better than dying. But when they woke up from their slumber, they found that the world they were in was actually an ordinary world without any supernatural power.

Upon discovering this, the surviving evil spirits were overjoyed, thinking that their time had finally arrived. With their abilities, they were able to completely conquer the world.

But before they could cause trouble for long, a mysterious master found them. Not only did he kill more than a dozen brothers with thundering means, he also sealed them in the spiritual world. Although they could move freely, they could not get rid of the constraints here and could only wander here like wandering ghosts.

Countless years passed like this, and they finally waited for an outsider to enter the spirit world, giving them hope of leaving. However, they did not expect that the person who came in was not a lamb, but a ferocious tiger. These evil spirits were like lambs to be slaughtered.

"Destined death?"

Ling Chi suddenly thought of a long-lost saying, which was a legend circulated in their civilization.

The general idea is that every evil ghost has a crisis destined for it. If it cannot survive this crisis, it will completely disappear. If it can survive this disaster, it will have the hope of becoming a higher-level ghost.

This situation is called destined death, which is a fate that cannot be defied. Only by breaking this fate can one truly control oneself.

Ling Chi originally believed in this statement, but he escaped from life and death several times and never found a chance to become a ghost, so over time he began to sneer at this statement.

But after meeting Jiang Xinghuo today, it inexplicably remembered this saying. Perhaps Jiang Xinghuo was its destined calamity. Only after surviving this calamity and killing its opponent, could it become a real ghost.

It doesn’t matter whether this statement is true or false. What matters is that this is the only way to go now.

Either life or death.

There is no second way.

Jiang Xinghuo displayed his magical powers, big and small, and chased after Ling Chi and the other four ghosts. When he saw them suddenly stop and no longer run away, he knew that they were planning to give it a try and fight him.

Then he shrank his body from a statue more than ten meters tall to a giant four or five meters tall, but the red lotus fire on his body did not dissipate. At the same time, he bit the pill in his mouth, and the consumed magic power was instantly restored to normal.

Although the magical powers of the big and small Ruyi are incredibly powerful, they also consume a lot of mana, especially Jiang Xinghuo, who wanted to kill all the evil spirits in the shortest time possible without any reservation. He even took more than a dozen Qi-recovery pills to maintain the magic image. Otherwise, he would have collapsed to the ground due to lack of mana.

Now that Ling Chi is no longer running away, he doesn't need to maintain the image anymore. He can just use the red lotus fire to kill him.

But just when Jiang Xinghuo was using the Hundred Weapons Martial Arts Method to condense the Red Lotus Karma Fire into a weapon, he suddenly felt his feet go empty. A huge hole suddenly appeared on the ground, trapping his entire lower body inside.

This reflects the weakness of having a big body. Although the strength increases dramatically, the sensitivity becomes lower and the target becomes particularly large. If he had a normal body size, Jiang Xinghuo could avoid the trap by flipping in the air. But now he is powerless and is trapped in it.

And this was just the beginning. After Jiang Xinghuo found himself trapped in the pit, the ground beneath him began to become muddy. A large amount of river water emerged from the pit, forming a mud pit similar to a bathing marsh. There were also hideous and rotten hands underneath, constantly grabbing his ankles and legs, desperately trying to stop him from breaking free. "Buried alive? Drowned in the river?"

This sudden move immediately reminded Jiang Xinghuo of the two evil spirits. Just when he was about to break free from the restraints, the accumulated water in the pit suddenly became boiling hot. Jiang Xinghuo frowned and immediately used the Dead Wood Reviving to resist the pain caused by the high temperature burns.

"Human soup?"

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes immediately locked onto the evil spirit dressed as a cook.

Human soup was also a form of punishment in ancient times, also called cooking. It meant boiling a large pot or a copper tripod with water or oil, and then throwing a person in and cooking them to death. This type of punishment was more common during the Qin, Han, and Spring and Autumn Periods, but it was basically eliminated in later generations.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xinghuo used the power of dead wood coming back to life to resist the damage caused by the high temperature. At the same time, he condensed the red lotus fire into a bow and arrow, and shot it forward in a nine-star chain. The shooting range just covered the dodging range of Ren Tang.

"Ah, save me!"

Ren Tang dodged the first few arrows but was eventually pierced through the chest by a string of arrows. He only had time to scream for help before his body was instantly ignited by the red lotus fire. Within just a few seconds, his consciousness was wiped out by the pain of tens of thousands of years of burning.

Jiang Xinghuo immediately leaped up and was about to attack Huomai and Chenhe when he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind and the death by thousands of cuts of Ling Chi had already descended upon his body. Fine cuts like fish scales appeared on his body and blood instantly dyed his body red.

Ling Chi appeared and kept spinning around Jiang Xinghuo, leaving countless fine knife marks on his body. Although it looked quite scary, they were actually just superficial injuries. There was no need for him to revive. With his current physical condition, he could recover automatically in a short time.

"Out of control."

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly. Was Ling Chi running out of tricks or was he just giving up? Knowing that these attacks were ineffective against him, why did he still insist on attacking him, and even offered himself to die?

In that case, Jiang Xinghuo couldn't refuse. The red lotus fire in his hand flashed and turned into a ghost-head machete, chopping towards Ling Chi's head.

Ling Chi flashed back to avoid the blade, with a smile of success on his face.

"Ok?"

Jiang Xinghuo was startled, and the Mengtou method was suddenly activated. An unprecedented sense of uneasiness enveloped his heart.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from the wounds on his body, accompanied by a strong stench of decay and pus-filled blood blisters that appeared after the wounds festered.

"Well!"

Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and immediately dissipated his magical powers, activating the Qilin Regeneration Technique and the Dead Tree Resurrection Technique. Molong A'tai also circled around his body, releasing cool green light.

However, the pain and rotting wounds on his body did not decrease. Every time a new wound disappeared, a new one would appear, and then it would become rotten and festering within a few seconds, just like a severely contaminated wound.

"So that's it!"

Jiang Xinghuo immediately turned his gaze to Gong Xing, the feminine man holding a bamboo slip, who was constantly writing something on the slip.

"Your ability is to accelerate the decay of wounds, causing them to become seriously infected and eventually lead to death, right?"

"clever!"

Ling Chi's voice kept ringing in Jiang Xinghuo's ears. "This is the power of castration. If there is no wound, it will not pose a threat to anyone, but as long as there is a wound, castration can make it hundreds of times worse. Even if you have the skills to recover and heal, you still can't get rid of the killing rules of castration. You can only quietly wait for death to come."

"I don't think it's that good. It's neither male nor female. It's a dirty thing that can't be shown on the table."

Jiang Xinghuo sat cross-legged on the ground, ignoring the wounds on his body, and said calmly: "I'll make a bet with you. In five seconds, Gong Xing will be killed by me. Do you believe it?"

"You can try."

Gong Xing showed a sinister smile on his face and exerted his strength to the extreme. The flesh and blood on Jiang Xinghuo's body had even separated from his body, revealing the corroded bones underneath.

Such severe rotten wounds would be difficult to resist even for those who have practiced spiritual cultivation. Once the pus attacks the heart, death would be the day.

Moreover, the bamboo slips in its hand can just restrain the transfer of damage. Jiang Xinghuo's previous method of transferring damage is completely ineffective at this moment.

It believes that it won't be long before Jiang Xinghuo will die completely.

But at this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly raised his head, smiled at Gong Xing, and deliberately waved his rotten right arm.

"goodbye……"

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Gong Xing suddenly felt uneasy. Ling Chi also showed up, waving two daggers, intending to take Jiang Xinghuo's life once and for all.

But at this critical moment, Gong Xing suddenly let out a scream, and a figure with an immortal look appeared behind him. The red lotus fire instantly rushed into Gong Xing's body, turning him into a human-shaped torch in an instant, and snatched the bamboo slips away.

"How can this be?"

Ling Chi was shocked by this sudden scene. He looked at the figure that looked very similar to Jiang Xinghuo, and then looked at Jiang Xinghuo in front of him, wondering why this situation suddenly happened.

How could a living person appear here quietly and not be sensed by them?

"Don't just stand there, aren't you going to kill me?"

Without the obstruction and interference of Gong Xing, Jiang Xinghuo's injuries recovered quickly, all the pathogens were dispelled, and the big hand burning with red lotus fire also grabbed Ling Chi who was in a daze through the air.

(End of this chapter)