The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 6: Breaking the Descent

Inside a dark and spacious room.

Under the flickering candlelight, Magusu sat cross-legged in front of the altar in the house with his eyes closed, muttering to himself.

He was of medium build and slightly fat, with short hair, a red cloth wrapped around his head, and a cloak of the same color draped over his body. His face was pale with a bluish tint, and there was a pattern on his forehead that was black inside and purple outside, like a vertical eye.

A four-armed evil god with a sharp mouth and fangs was placed in the center of the altar.

In front of the evil god is a palm-sized brown doll.

The doll had no facial features and lay in a sunken wooden container, with traces of scarlet blood on its body, like a corpse lying in a coffin.

Magusu placed his hands in front of him, making a strange gesture, chanting the curse faster and faster, his expression becoming more ferocious.

This is Yang Guizai, one of the famous black magic techniques in Southeast Asia!

Raising a ghost is also called flying descent. The sorcerer can drive the evil ghosts he raises to kill the person who is descent.

The invisible evil spirit can control knives, or possess the body of a person who has been possessed, and control the person's body to do anything, making it impossible to guard against.

This black magic is not as bloody as some other black magics, but it is no less terrifying than those that seem extremely bloody.

Like some other black magic, flying magic also requires obtaining the other person's birth date, hair and photo before it can be performed.

After realizing that the woman was missing, Magusu immediately went to the room where she was to search.

Although there was a cover-up, it couldn't be hidden from his eyes. He could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the woman's disappearance.

Magusu was very angry.

It is impossible to ask him to cast a spell without paying a price.

In his eyes, the woman was his personal property, and he would never allow anyone to take away something that belonged to him without his permission.

Not knowing who did this, he naturally couldn't get the other party's information, but he did have a solution.

As long as he succeeds in flying up and down on that woman, anyone around her will not be able to escape the little ghost's pursuit.

Fragmented images flashed through Magusu's mind.

The little man in front of him was trapped in the small coffin and unable to move.

The enemy has quite a number of people...

But why would a little ghost be afraid of crowds?
Magusu's face became even more ferocious.

He changed his gestures and chanted the curse faster.

The little man lying in the coffin struggled and almost turned over.

Suddenly, several clear white marks appeared on the little man's face without any facial features, like marks left by a whip. Not only did they draw away the blood on it, but they also made the little man become listless.

At the same time, a "snap" sound rang in Magusu's head. The whip seemed to hit Magusu's face, and the pain made Magusu tremble all over.

"court death!"

Magusu was furious. He opened his eyes wide, stood up suddenly from the ground, and waved his hands in strange gestures.

The little man in the coffin struggled to get up in a stiff posture, and then immediately fell back into the coffin.

Whip marks quietly appeared on the little man's body and head.

Pain swept through his body, Magusu's mind went blank, the air in his stomach leaked, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The pain aroused even stronger hostility, almost driving Magusu crazy.

No matter who it is, he must catch him and feed his bugs!

Slowly getting up from the ground, Magusu grabbed a small transparent bottle on the ground.

After opening the cork, he was about to pour the little blood left in it into the small coffin.

At the moment the bottle mouth tilted, the frantic Magusu suddenly hesitated.

You have to pay a price to drive the little ghosts around, otherwise you will face the backlash from the little ghosts.

Magusu usually feeds the little ghost with the blood of a person with magical powers as the price for driving the little ghost.

However, the blood of a person with magical powers is extremely difficult to obtain, and Magusu only has a little bit left.

Anger overwhelmed the pain, and Magusu poured all the blood into the small coffin.

The little figure in the coffin was filled with yin energy and let out a creepy cry. Ma Gusu smiled grimly, threw down the vial, knelt in front of the altar, and continued to cast spells.

……

After being whipped, the woman lay motionless on the ground, staring at the ground with lifeless eyes.

It turned out to be a flying drop!
Li Zhen was not surprised by this.

To his surprise, the palm leaf whip in his hand was so sharp that it almost knocked the evil spirit out of the woman's body with one whip.

He just wanted to see if the palm leaf whip would be useful, but he found that it worked beyond his expectations.

Li Zhen gripped the whip tightly and stared at the woman on the ground.

He knew it wasn't over yet.

The woman on the ground suddenly raised her head.

Without saying a word, Li Zhen whipped the woman on the face, neck, and shoulders several times.

He didn't know if it was because of his nervousness, but he found that the whip in his hand became colder and even became a little "prickly".

The woman rolled on the ground and wailed, and the little ghost on her body also wailed continuously.

The woman's voice was mixed with the tragic and strange man's voice, overlapping and particularly creepy.

Soon, the woman stopped moving.

Huang Jinshen ran into the room and took out a rope, ready to take the opportunity to tie the woman up again to prevent her from exploding and hurting others again.

Li Zhen frowned and looked at his right hand holding the whip.

The "prickly feeling" was not an illusion. His palms had been "frozen" into a stiff purple color, but... the touch of the whip was not actually that cold.

Even if he grabbed a piece of ice, his hands wouldn't be frozen like this.

Is it because of the Yin energy that Master Wenda Mamo talked about?
Li Zhen was startled by the exclamations of Wong Kam Sun and Songchai.

He looked up suddenly and saw that the woman had already pushed aside Huang Jinshen and Songchai and was getting up from the ground.

In a hurry, Li Zhen subconsciously whipped the woman twice.

The woman's face was distorted, but she was not in as much pain as before, and she still had the strength to pounce on Li Zhen.

This whip is useless?!
Huang Jinshen and Songchai hugged the woman from behind, but were easily thrown away by the woman. One of them hit the cabinet and the other hit the wall, and they were unable to get up for a while.

Master, bless me!
Li Zhen took out the golden lotus leaf he carried with him and smashed it into the woman's face.

The woman didn't react.

Li Zhen's face changed drastically.

Dry!
The master is cheating!
The woman approached Li Zhen mercilessly.

Li Zhen rushed to the door and picked up the harpoon-like magic weapon with a grim expression.

This thing is placed here in case of any accidents.

When the woman rushed forward desperately, Li Zhen thrust the magic weapon into the woman's shoulder.

The woman paused and stood there twitching continuously.

The evil ghost with half of its head missing seemed to have suffered great harm. It wailed and tried to escape from the woman's body, but was firmly attracted by some force.

"The God of Food Basket!"

Li Zhen grabbed the whip tucked under his left armpit.

This time, the whip seemed to be driven by something and hit the woman's face on its own. The forked end, like a tree root, pierced into the woman's nose, ears, and mouth.

This sudden change surprised Li Zhen.

He actually felt an impatient desire from the whip just now...

The evil ghost was absorbed into the woman's body, and the screams gradually disappeared.

As the whip fell from the woman's face, she collapsed forward.

Drops of water flowed from the woman's facial features, and her breath weakened to the lowest point.

(End of this chapter)