The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 83 Bloodhand Butcher

Outside Sunset City, two old men stood atop a sinister and eerie tomb, bathed in the still-shining glow of the setting sun, its fiery red tinged with a hint of dusky yellow...

"Ling Weiyun, stop pretending! I know this Vajra Chain can't hold you!" Stepping forward, he snatched the black cloth from the withered old man's mouth. Old Fu took a few steps back, curling his lip and looking at him disdainfully.

He thought to himself: With Senior Brother Kugu's withered tomb and bone array set up beneath my feet, this old guy shouldn't be able to cause any trouble in front of me. I might as well have a good "reminiscing" with him and let him die knowing why!

"Crack~...!" A metallic tearing sound rang out, and the withered old man's clenched fists surged with powerful air currents, suddenly shattering the chains binding him. Light dust mixed with diamond fragments filled the graveyard.

"Thank you! If you hadn't taken it out, I might have really wasted some time today!" Upon hearing what the withered old man said, Old Fu frowned slightly. Following the other man's gaze, he caught sight of a black pill rolling out of the black cloth at his feet. He was extremely annoyed and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph! Old man, even without the backlash Gu, you are destined to die by my hand today!" Old Fu sneered. Although the other party was lucky enough not to be poisoned, he was fearless in the cemetery. Anyway, there were many ways to kill him.

"You've said that before. Blackwater Sect Master! Oh no... I mean Blackwater Butcher! I've already remained calm and composed, are you still going to continue pretending?" The withered old man's words were startling, his sharp gaze questioning him, completely unconcerned about the contempt and provocation in the other's words.

In fact, if Ling Weiyun's clone hadn't noticed that Fu Lao was deliberately suppressing a corrosive energy in his palm during their fight, he wouldn't have been able to determine Fu Lao's true identity.

"Hmph! Old fox, you guessed it long ago, didn't you? Today, one of us is destined to die." Old Fu was slightly startled. Sure enough, the other party probably already knew his true identity when they fought this morning. But why didn't he expose him on the spot and fight him to the death?

Having wiped out the entire Weiyun Sect, Blackwater Butcher didn't believe Ling Weiyun would let him go, just as he himself would never let him go!
"Old butcher, you alone are probably no match for me!" Ling Weiyun's mind stirred. Although he couldn't understand what had happened to Blackwater Butcher, since the other party was here, the black smoke must also be here!
“Ruan Xinrou…!? No, something seems to be missing…! Compared to Hei Yan, Ruan Xinrou’s personality and temperament are vastly different.” The withered old man was startled, and faces flashed through his mind, finally settling on a beautiful woman. After careful consideration, he secretly shook his head and rejected her.

Feng Ling didn't expect to learn the whereabouts of Black Smoke from Blackwater Butcher, but at least he could find out some information about evil spirit masters.

"Hahaha~! Sect Master Ling, are you trying to trick me into revealing my secrets?" With a sinister laugh, Elder Fu tore off his mask, flicked his black robe, and revealed his true face—the very same evil spirit master, Blackwater Butcher!

"Zzzzz~!" A slight disappointment flashed in the eyes of the withered old man, but he did not dwell on it too much. A violent blue current surged from his right palm, which was slightly bent into a claw shape. Then, the current dispersed from his palm and continuously converged on his five fingers at high speed.

"It's alright. Since you want to know, why can't I tell you?" Just as Ling Weiyun's clone was about to unleash his power, thinking that the other party would not reveal any information, Hei Shui Tu waved his hand and glanced at him indifferently.

"Plop~"

"Sit!" Withdrawing his lightning aura, the withered old man leaned against a cross-shaped tombstone and sat cross-legged on the ground. This surprised the old man opposite him, who looked at him with a hint of astonishment. Finally, the old man sat down with a sense of relief and looked at the white-haired old man three meters away. He slowly said, "It's been three years... no, it's been almost four years!"

Four years ago, after a bloody battle at the Weiyun Sect, strange phenomena appeared in the sky. I sent Xu Laosan with men to hunt you down, but I was left alone amidst the carnage... enduring the... corrosive influence of hundreds... malevolent spirits!"

At this point, Blackwater Butcher trembled, his emotions fluctuating greatly, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment mixed with a trace of fear and unease.

"Yin Sha!? No wonder! So, such evil things really exist!" The withered old man was quite shocked, his eyes flickering uncertainly. Evil things called "Yin Sha" are all formed from the resentment of a recently deceased living person that has reached a certain level and then mutated. "Yin Sha wronged souls" are the wronged souls of the dead who have been transformed by the Yin Sha blood rain, and they are more ferocious and violent than ordinary wronged souls.

"Sigh! I thought it was just a strange rain of blood, but it turns out to be the work of Yin Sha!" Theoretically, the deaths of a hundred people can give birth to a mid-level Yin Sha, but the probability is so small... negligible. And yet, they managed to encounter such a slim "opportunity"! Blackwater Butcher felt a knot in his heart, one that he couldn't untie. "What level is the Yin Sha in the blood rain?" Ling Weiyun's clone asked urgently, pondering: The deaths of over a hundred people not only gave birth to a Yin Sha evil spirit, but also brought down a rain of Yin Sha blood. This shows just how heavy the resentment was that day.

"Nearly seventh level! Otherwise, even though I was seriously injured back then, I wouldn't have been able to be shaken by a mid-level Yin Sha!" Blackwater Butcher's voice trembled as he recalled the dark scene of that day, feeling as if thousands of ants were crawling all over him. But when he said the last sentence, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

"But you, are still being... corrupted by it!" As if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, the arrogant flame on Blackwater Butcher's head turned into a wisp of white smoke, extinguished by the calmly speaking, withered old man opposite him.

Ling Weiyun's clone thought to himself, "Once entangled by Yin Sha, it's like a maggot clinging to a bone! How can it be so easy to get rid of?"

Thinking this, Blackwater Butcher was not angry at all. Instead, he started to talk again in a daze. Ling Weiyun's clone listened carefully and understood that the other party wanted him to be a "know-it-all" in the end.

Some words, if kept bottled up in your heart for a long time, will form a psychological burden, or even a shadow on your soul; and some words, if not said to your closest relatives and friends, but to your enemies, to enemies you think are... about to die!
The night is not like night; a dim yellow light hangs over the day.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea has passed...

On a strange graveyard, two elderly people of different ages gaze at each other from afar. Unlike the scene of old friends chatting after many years apart, the atmosphere is subtly somber and oppressive...

Feng Ling has learned from Hei Shui Tu that the reason why the other party was able to possess the new body and obtain some of Fu Lao's memories is due to an evil secret technique similar to possession!

The one who wielded the secret technique was none other than the withered white general! Aside from legendary figures and above, Feng Ling couldn't think of anyone else with such power. It's said that Elder Ku reached the eleventh-tier legendary evil spirit master realm three years ago, yet he's still stuck at the eleventh tier, demonstrating the difficulty of advancing beyond the legendary level!
Normally, after being infiltrated by Yin Sha, the person infiltrated only needs to temporarily suppress it with their cultivation, and then find someone with a higher cultivation level to forcibly extract the Yin Sha from the body; there's no need for the troublesome "possession" method. However, at that time, Blackwater Butcher's physical condition was terrible, and while he was focused on recovering from his injuries, where would he find the energy to resist Yin Sha?

As a result, by the time Black Smoke and the others arrived, Black Water Butcher's marrow had already been corroded by Yin Sha, and the most fatal thing was that Yin Sha had burrowed into his heart meridian! If the Yin Sha were forcibly extracted, he would surely die! Even a legendary powerhouse like Dry Bone White General would not dare to risk trying.

"Then you are... I really don't know where the black smoke is?" The two old men, each with their own ulterior motives, secretly gathered their strength. Black smoke and blue light invisibly filled the entire cemetery. On the eve of the impending storm, Ling Weiyun's clone asked again in a deep voice.

"Haha, black smoke...? What does it matter if you know or not!" Blackwater Butcher laughed loudly, looking down at the clump of wriggling black water in his hand and muttering to himself, which made the withered old man frown.

What Blackwater Butcher didn't say was that although he was removed from his position in the evil spirit master organization due to the "accident" of Yin Sha, he never said that he had left the evil spirit master organization!

A faint breeze stirred around them. Looking at the old man opposite them, whose robes were also fluttering, Ling Weiyun's clone's eyes sharpened. He thought to himself, "It seems that this guy won't tell me whether he knows or not! There's no point in asking any further."

"Zzzzz~!" The sound of electricity and corrosion rang out almost simultaneously. Two terrifying gusts of wind swept past and collided violently. The two cold-eyed old men, who had been silent for so long, finally couldn't help but unleash their power!
With a deafening roar, blue electricity and black water ripples collided violently, and several cross-shaped tombstones covered by weeds were instantly reduced to dust. Eerie black energy surged out from them, spreading throughout the entire area in just a few breaths.

"Boom!" The entire cemetery trembled slightly, as if drawn by an unknown force. The tombstones then emitted a strange connection, and despite being struck by powerful air currents, they could not be damaged in the slightest!
"Clang!" Apart from the sounds of battle, all other noises ceased. Blackwater Butcher was overjoyed, while the withered old man was startled. The black mist was subtly isolating the tomb from the outside world...

(End of this chapter)