Demon Emperor

Chapter 48 Ruan Hu's First Friend

Late at night, Ruan Hu was browsing through ancient books at his desk.

He held a pen in one hand, writing something down every now and then.

His handwriting is getting better and better.

"Ancient gods and humans".

“The offspring and bloodline of the ancient divine emperor.”

After listening to the explanation from the Celestial Maiden Miaoxiang about the possible origin of the flying head, this did not solve the current problem: the person behind the spell controlling the flying head could not be found.

If he cannot be eliminated, or those flying heads cannot be completely erased, he will likely not have a peaceful life from now on.

In particular, one of the heads is now the head of Ruan Hu's father, and this direct blood connection is equivalent to the other party having grasped one's weak point.

Ruan Hu has not forgotten.

Just now, the other party used him as a medium to suppress him with a nightmare spell, making it difficult for him to move.

"The ancient shamans and leaders used human sacrifices to gain some incredible supernatural powers."

Ruan Hu recalled the human sacrifices performed by the demon masters of the Hell Path in the palace in the past, and now it seemed that they were not so simple.

Then he thought again.

Are his changpo and changhun considered a kind of human sacrifice, and could they also create some special beings?

Could some of the mystical aspects of his own being be a manifestation of this ancient custom?

As he pondered, Ruan Hu felt somewhat drowsy.

He yawned and then fell asleep on the table.

I haven't fully fallen asleep yet.

He vaguely sensed a familiar figure approaching from behind, carrying a fragrance, and draping a garment over his shoulders.

However, before I could even get some sleep, someone came to bother me.

Fang Xiangshi's ghost appeared outside the door once again, still kneeling silently on the ground.

"His Majesty!"

Ruan Hu was awakened by the Heavenly Maiden Miaoxiang. He looked outside and immediately recognized the figure.

Ruan Hu looked at Miao Xiang Tian Nu, who indicated that it was alright.

Ruan Hu: "Come in!"

After he finished speaking, the door opened by itself, and a tall, imposing figure without a head walked in.

Fang Xiangshi had visited Ruan Hu twice before, but this was the first time he had come in.

Fang Xiangshi knelt down, but was unable to kowtow, though he made the gesture of kowtowing.

However, this posture revealed the horrifying wound to Ruan Hu, which was extremely creepy.

Ruan Hu: "I've heard that the ancient Fangxiangshi had the supernatural power to exorcise ghosts. Do you know it?"

Fang Xiangshi: "Your Majesty, I am no longer the true Fang Xiangshi. If I were alive, I would certainly be able to exorcise all evil spirits and malevolent forces for Your Majesty."

"And now, I am a ghost."

Ruan Hu asked him, "How did your head end up in someone else's hands?"

Fang Xiangshi: "That person searched everywhere for people with ancient bloodlines, seized their bloodlines, and turned them into headless people."

When Fang Xiangshi mentioned this matter, he was filled with resentment and anger.

Ruan Hu learned from Fang Xiangshi why the other party sought out special corpses to seize their heads; it turned out that they were after the bloodline of these people.

now.

Fang Xiangshi not only lost his head, but also became a wandering ghost.

Miaoxiang Tiannu: "My cave dwelling is still missing a guardian deity, and in the future, this imperial mausoleum will also need someone to guard it."

Ruan Hu asked Fang Xiangshi if he was willing, and Fang Xiangshi agreed.

However, when Fang Xiangshi saw the Heavenly Realm, he seemed to remember something.

“In the past, our Fangxiang clan also ruled over a country of mountains and seas, but now they have all turned to smoke and clouds.”

"If one day we can return to the ruins of those mountains and seas, that will be our final resting place."

Fang Xiangshi was invited to enter the mirror.

No longer a wandering ghost, but a divine general.

At the time of parting.

Ruan Hu suddenly remembered something and asked Fang Xiangshi.

Ruan Hu: "May I borrow your head? If it works, it might eliminate the person behind the scenes."

Fang Xiangshi: "Your Majesty, please do as you wish. Since it was taken away, it is no longer my head!"

After Ruan Hu woke up.

As he got up from the table, he saw the outer robe covering him.

Ruan Hu gently took it off and set it aside.

"Somebody come!"

Ruan Hu went downstairs and had Zhou Kaigu bring over the flying head, in which he saw Fang Xiangshi's head.

At this moment, however, the head of the Fangxiang clan was squeaking and groaning, which was quite annoying.

Ruan Hu had the head locked up. Then, he tried to draw the changpo (a type of spirit) into it.

But they never succeeded.

"Why not?"

As Ruan Hu pondered, he recalled the concept of the three souls and seven spirits.

Ruan Hu immediately drew his sword and picked out two more fish from the fishing net.

It was like picking two melons in a field and then killing two of them in quick succession. Now the other heads were terrified and dared not utter a sound.

pity.

Two changpo emerged, not the changhun that Ruan Hu had expected.

Ruan Hu slaughtered a large number of people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

At last.

I only got one [Changhun - Head Fall].

Looking again at the large number of heads that had fallen into the net, only one remained moving—it was Fang Xiangshi's head.

This shows that the soul of a chang is indeed much more difficult to obtain than the spirit of a chang.

"Later, we'll need this thing to deal with the entity behind the flying head, so we'll need some powerful methods."

Ruan Hu thought for a moment, then took out the first [Changhun·Luotou] that he had obtained but could not use, and gave away the Changhun·Jiaohun technique that he possessed.

Previously, Ruan Hu had to get close enough for someone to hear him if he wanted to use this soul-summoning technique.

In a critical moment, something that can fly in the sky would definitely be much more useful than something you could use yourself.

Ruan Hu gathered three chang souls, then selected some unused chang spirits and incorporated them into the head of the headless man.

This time was different from before; things changed immediately.

"Grrrrrr!"

The ferocious head immediately began to tremble violently, its teeth clanging together.

The ball of light kept changing inside the skull, seemingly trying to coalesce into a whole, but it was always just a little short.

Ruan Hu drew his sword and examined the area carefully, thinking he had failed again.

"what happened?"

But I never thought about it.

A ball of light squeezed out from the skull, and the rest condensed into a single entity.

What was squeezed out was the repeated 【伥魄·落头】.

Ruan Hu sensed it and realized that there seemed to be a courier spirit originally inside this body.

"Could it be a divine power from the Fangxiang lineage?"

leftover.

The soul and spirit merged into one, inseparable, and then became firmly bound to the head, the physical body that could exist in reality.

Moreover, when the three courier souls and the seven courier spirits merged into one, Ruan Hu immediately had a feeling in his heart, and even a term came to mind.

"Ghost!"

This ghost was created from the soul of a tiger that had been eaten, so it was naturally unable to resist Ruan Hu.

They can only act as accomplices to evil.

Ruan Hu had his restraints released, and the flying head immediately took to the air, circling around Ruan Hu.

Ruan Hu gave the order and spoke to the flying head.

"go."

"Find the person who controlled you before, and bring back the head I want."

Ruan Hu watched as the flying head of the ghost, crafted from the souls and spirits of the ghosts, flew out and stared blankly as it was about to crash into the pillar.

But then it suddenly spun around.

Heading towards the starry night sky.
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In the dark night.

A head floated through the mountains and skimmed over the treetops.

He could sense someone performing a ritual in the distance, urging him to return quickly.

The head shook, then answered with a buzzing sound.

"Don't rush me, don't rush me."

"Come here."

"This is coming."

As dawn approached, the head immediately hid in the soil.

As darkness fell, it flew out again.

Finally, we arrived at a certain place.

The head, with its fierce eyes, landed outside a village and stared menacingly into it.

The village has a large population, and in addition, there are many other barbarian tribes in the surrounding mountains, making it clearly a settlement of a foreign tribe.

(End of this chapter)