From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 115 This kid does have some skill (more to come!)
You Ming slowly opened his eyes, his eyes clear and bright, yet hidden within the faint shimmer of water was an unspeakable chill.

The halo formed by the thirty-two insect-shaped runes slowly rotated in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if countless sharp blades and knives were welded together, and with each rotation, its sharpness grew stronger.

"Whoosh."

A blade of water-like energy silently slashed out, appearing in the void as if it were an extremely thin line of water.

But where the water line landed, space distorted slightly, as if it had been cut by some incredibly sharp blade. Then, with a slight thought, the void suddenly turned cold, and the water line gently circled around, cleaving a solid rock not far away in two. The cut was smooth, the rock didn't move, and there was no sound—it was all done with effortless ease.

This is the "Supreme Cavern Chaotic God Technique".

The blade light it unleashes is extremely fine yet incredibly sharp. Most importantly, it can not only injure the physical body but also sever the soul, making it exceptionally vicious.

"Susu."

As You Ming pondered, the light wheel reversed, and strands of sharp silk, like threads on a spindle, wrapped layer upon layer around it.

This is the second powerful aspect of this spell: it is not only sharp, but it can also be stored in advance.

During daily cultivation, he would wrap strands of sharpness around the halo, so that when he encountered a powerful enemy, he could unleash them all without consuming much of his own power.

The longer it accumulates, the stronger its power becomes.

This is indeed suitable for a homebody like You Ming, who spends most of his time curled up in Yuanling Mountain, where he can slowly accumulate power.

"Not bad, not bad. While there's still some time before I start to understand, I'll also practice the 'Great Technique of Crossing the Tide in the Abyss'."

……

After several days of fermentation, the Zhenshan Dharma Realm has become a scene of chaos, like a battlefield.

Although the largest-scale clash has ended, the intensity of the battle continues to rise. The cooperation between the immortals and gods is becoming more precise, and various methods are emerging one after another.

But these evil spirits have no fear, and their numbers seem endless; no matter how many you kill, they seem to never be consumed.

In the course of several days of fighting, casualties among gods and cultivators gradually began to occur.

Even the City God and River God, who always chose to stay on the fringes, suffered heavy losses among their ghost soldiers and shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Fortunately, these divine soldiers can be summoned repeatedly, but it requires some incense and divine power.

"Let's put in another push and take down this Blood Nest. We'll make a lot of money, enough to replace the equipment of all my shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

The turtle shell of the River God was missing a piece, and the wound was bleeding profusely. There was also a malevolent force constantly hindering its recovery.

The City God was not in good condition either. He was currently in the form of the "Prison Judgment" in the front, which was the most majestic and skilled in battle, but one of his arms was missing a section, and there were traces of something tearing at the wound.

However, the aura emanating from the divine army led by the two was much stronger.

After all, the divine army can only unleash its powerful potential through constant battles.

True elite soldiers must have experienced hundreds or even thousands of battles and deaths.

"I wonder how You Ming trained his ghost soldiers; they're so powerful."

The River God looked at the twelve wandering ghost soldiers brought by him, his eyes filled with undisguised envy.

Ordinary ghost soldiers are basically ordinary humanoids, covered in armor and carrying weapons such as swords, spears, shields, and hammers, much like human soldiers.

You Ming's ghost soldiers were extraordinary in appearance. The leader, the [Black Prison Nether General], was particularly noteworthy. Wielding two swords, he was slender and resembled a giant mantis. Not only was he fast in movement, but he was even faster in attack. Although his defense was slightly weak, ghost soldiers could resurrect infinitely, allowing him to slaughter enemies with ease before he died.

The other eleven ghost soldiers under his command were obviously slightly weaker, but their combat power was still very strong.

For example, some are bulky and heavy, carrying battle flags and wielding heavy hammers. They exude a fierce aura, and when they strike, almost no evil spirit can withstand it.

There is another type of ghost soldier, which resembles a beautiful young girl, but is covered with bandages. It can release spells from a distance, which can not only kill evil spirits, but also replenish the ghost soldiers in its hands with yin energy, so that their injuries can be quickly healed.

Although You Ming's ghost soldiers were few in number, their combined destructive power was comparable to that of a hundred-man squad, which made the City God and the River God extremely envious.

"I wonder when You Ming will emerge from seclusion."

"This kid always has some strange ideas. The autumn hunting season is so precious, yet he's going into seclusion to practice his magic now."

The River God muttered something, then stomped his foot on the ground, and a burst of water erupted in all directions, instantly blasting more than a dozen evil spirits that were trying to sneak up on him into pieces.

As the two were slaying the evil spirits and talking, evil spirits from all directions swarmed out of the blood nest, like blood pouring out and rolling in layers.

However, as the power deep within the Dharma Realm continued to surge, the form of the evil spirits became increasingly solid.

One by one, their ferocity surged, and their forms became diverse, including spirits of sacrifice, ghosts of the underworld, and crawling creatures.

Different evil spirits even have different abilities, which are strange and unpredictable, so you have to keep your mind on edge and deal with them carefully.

"Thorn."

Suddenly, a large, blood-red serpent appeared in the void, abruptly biting the City God's back. The City God reached out and clenched his fist, conjuring a phantom of a talisman, which he then pressed down forcefully, suppressing the blood serpent.

The River God condensed a stream of water in his hand, which, like a giant hammer, slammed heavily onto the Blood Serpent, shattering it.

"Is everything okay?"

The waters around the River God spread out, carefully protecting the City God.

"It's alright, I'm not going to die yet."

The City God's four faces grew even paler, and on that wound, it seemed as if countless tiny blood snakes were writhing, constantly draining his life force.

"If it doesn't work out, let's retreat first. It's a bit too much for our county to attack Blood Nest."

Now that more than half of the Yin soldiers have been lost and the City God is also severely weakened, and the evil spirits in the Blood Nest keep coming in, if this continues, we may all perish.

The City God hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"If only You Ming were here. I must say, that kid does have some skill."

He Bo sighed. In fact, they were just a little bit short of breaking through the Blood Nest. It was really unwilling to retreat like this.

"Lord River God, I'll take your words as a compliment."

Just then, a clear voice, tinged with a touch of childishness, came from not far away.

Hundreds of feet away in the void, a figure with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a fish floated silently, looking at the two with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)