Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

Chapter 296 Sneak Attack

"Senior sister, was that person's spirit pet caught here?"

The round-faced junior sister stared at the small black and white thing on Chen Mo's shoulder, her eyes almost glued to it.

It curled up inside the collar of the blue shirt, occasionally letting out a soft whimper that was so tender it melted one's heart.

"Look at its fur color, it's just like a baby panda."

She leaned closer to Yin Sutang, her voice filled with undisguised envy, "I want one too."

Yin Sutang didn't reply, her gaze lingering on Tangyuan for a few moments, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

The round-faced junior sister, unwilling to give up, asked, "Senior sister, do you think there might be a second one in this ghost realm?"

"Should we go catch one too?"

"They don't have to be exactly the same; they can be similar in appearance."

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"Shut up."

Yin Sutang leaned against the tree, her tone indifferent.

The junior sister pouted, but noticed that her senior sister glanced in that direction.

He was clearly looking at that little creature as well.

She chuckled to herself, "Senior sister, why don't we go ask that person where they caught them..."

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"Go by yourself if you want to," Yin Sutang interrupted her. "Those kinds of spirit pets are rare and hard to come by; you can't just stumble upon them by casually walking around."

The round-faced junior sister leaned back against the tree in a sullen mood, but her eyes still couldn't help glancing in the direction Chen Mo had left.

It has black and white fur, fluffy ears, and a thin, soft tail curled around its neck.

She had never seen such a spirit pet before. It was neither like a mouse nor a hamster, and it exuded an indescribable spiritual aura.

It's such a pity to have missed out like this.

"Why...

She bit her lip, unconsciously shuffling her toes on the ground a few times, but ultimately didn't dare to chase after him.

Just as they were about to look away, they caught a glimpse of a figure in a green robe rushing toward them at an incredible speed.

The pet on his shoulder had long since tucked into the other person's collar, with only its tail sticking out.

Before she could even speak, her pupils dilated sharply again in the next instant.

"What is it?"

Behind that person, a blood-red wave was surging in from all directions.

The blood wave reached several meters high, and wherever it passed, the weeds on the ground withered instantly, and the rubble was corroded into black powder.

Even the air was stained a dark red.

Even from hundreds of meters away, the stench was already overwhelming, making people want to vomit.

"Walk!"

Yin Sutang's face turned pale instantly, and she grabbed her junior sister.

They pushed off the tree trunk with their toes and were launched into the air together.

Just as he realized what was happening, he caught a glimpse of the figure in green robes getting closer and closer, and he felt both angry and anxious.

"Son of a bitch!"

Yin Sutang's voice was forced out through clenched teeth, filled with barely suppressed anger, "The Ghost Realm is so vast, are you deliberately leading us this way?"

Chen Mo flew close to the ground and arrived behind the two. Hearing this, he was not annoyed and said calmly, "I'm just taking the fall for you."

"If I hadn't gone first, you would have been the ones attacked from behind."

She was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder, but couldn't find any words to refute it.

But the way those words came from the other person's mouth made it sound like they were trying to take credit.

"What's that behind there?"

Yin Sutang didn't stop walking. Her divine sense swept over the blood tide, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

For the first time, his usually aloof face showed a solemn expression.

As she got closer, she realized that the wave of blood was even more terrifying than it had been from a distance.

Not only was its momentum even more imposing, but countless faces of pain were also mixed in with the waves.

Countless faces emerged from the blood, their features clear and their expressions varied.

Some of their faces had melted on one side, while the other half continued to wail silently.

Cen Du's face floated on the surface of the waves, his eyes empty, being swept forward by the waves, sometimes sinking and sometimes rising.

Yin Sutang felt a chill run down her spine, and quickened her pace by three steps.

Even from a distance of seventy or eighty feet, one could feel the corrosive power contained within the blood waves.

The moment her malevolent aura touched that aura, it emitted a magnetic sound.

The mere contact of their breaths caused the protective aura of the initial stage of the Qi Condensation Realm to begin to crumble.

"Late stage of Qi Condensation?" Yin Sutang turned to look at Chen Mo, her voice slightly nervous.

Even she herself didn't realize that, without her noticing, she had already started using Chen Mo as a reference for judging the situation.

"I'm not sure either."

Chen Mo shook his head, and the black shadows beneath his feet surged, increasing his speed even further.

"However, judging from the other party's unstable breathing, they must be injured."

A wounded, late-stage evil spirit.

Yin Sutang tightened her grip on the bone-crushing hammer.

In this eerie and bizarre realm, she knew all too well what a condensed evil entity meant.

"What other tricks have you up your sleeve?" she asked through gritted teeth. "Stop holding back, or we'll all die here."

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She knew that Chen Mo still had trump cards up his sleeve: two puppets, the Yin Soul Banner, and the ability to control essence blood—none of them were weak.

If we use all of these things, we might be able to hold our own against that thing later.

"That's all."

Chen Mo's answer was so straightforward that Yin Sutang almost choked.

"What should we do then?"

Her voice was already tinged with anger.

Chen Mo paused for a moment, glancing towards the exit of the strange realm. "Why don't you guys help hold it off while I go out and get reinforcements?"

"My martial uncle is outside. As long as he takes action, this evil spirit will surely die."

Yin Sutang almost laughed out of anger.

Call for reinforcements?

Is his martial uncle outside?

That's a lie.

Since entering the Ghost Realm, when has this person ever mentioned having a martial uncle?

They clearly wanted to leave the two of them here as cannon fodder while they themselves slipped away.

The round-faced junior sister, who was listening nearby, rolled her eyes. This person's skin was thicker than the ground in the Ghost Realm.

"You wish!"

Behind him, the wave of blood drew closer, the stench almost touching the back of his neck.

Yin Sutang stopped talking and gritted her teeth as she ran forward desperately.

The round-faced junior sister was being dragged along by her, her legs almost giving way, but she didn't dare to complain at all.

Chen Mo had already passed them by half a body length. His figure in green robes looked incredibly irritating under the blood-red light.

"They're faster than us; if we keep running, we'll be caught up sooner or later."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Yin Sutang, "Let's attack together, there's no way we can escape."

It wasn't a tone of discussion.

Suppressing her anger, Yin Sutang glanced back at the approaching wave of blood.

"How do I fight it?" she asked.

"If we attack from the left and right simultaneously, your hammer should be able to strike again, right?"

Chen Mo spoke with certainty.

He refused to believe that the woman could only launch that kind of attack once.

Yin Sutang rolled her eyes at him, took out a pill from her waist, hesitated for a moment, and then put it in her mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a surge of heat rose from the dantian.

The depleted malevolent energy slowly recovered, and even the aura gradually strengthened.

Chen Mo watched with envy; people from sects were indeed different.

Unlike himself, he couldn't even recognize what kind of pills the other person was taking, like a country bumpkin.

"What are you looking at?"

Yin Sutang gave him a cold glare.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, and a dark shadow surged beneath his feet, from which two thick clouds of black mist rose up.

After the fog dissipated, two giant spirits stood in front of him, each three zhang tall and completely black.

Each of them held a shadow blade more than ten feet long.

At the same time, he shook the merit banner in his hand, and the banner unfolded.

Black mist surged from the banner, one after another, instantly covering a space of several tens of feet in radius.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine vengeful spirits were densely packed in the air.

Chains formed from yin energy linked them together, like an army.

The shrieks of the vengeful spirits overlapped, sharp and piercing, even drowning out the groans of the faces in the blood waves.

This imposing presence even drew the attention of Yin Sutang.

"Don't hold back. If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, use them quickly."

Chen Mo's expression turned serious, and he waved his hand fiercely in the direction of the blood wave, "Kill."

Nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits moved at the same time.

The chains rattled as a dark, surging tide of ghostly spirits surged forth, crashing head-on into the wave of blood.

Several fierce ghosts that charged at the forefront were swallowed by the blood wave. Their vengeful spirits bubbled in the blood and were dissolved into a wisp of black smoke a few breaths later.

There were too many vengeful spirits; as soon as one group fell, another immediately took its place.

The merit banner hangs in mid-air, its surface fluttering in the wind. With each fallen evil spirit, a line on the banner dims a little.

Two colossal spirits burst forth from the horde of vengeful ghosts, crashing into the blood wave from the left and right.

The momentum of the blood wave paused for only a moment before the crest pressed down, the blood flowing like an outstretched palm towards the horde of vengeful spirits.

Chen Mo's eyebrows twitched, and the ghost formation dispersed in response.

The first few dozen vengeful ghosts, pulling on their chains, shifted to the left, causing the blood-soaked encirclement to miss, only managing to trap a few of the slower-moving ones.

The few vengeful ghosts bubbled a few times in the blood, then turned into black smoke and dissipated. "Hurry up and do it, I can't hold on much longer."

Chen Mo yelled at her, then took out a jade talisman and held it in his palm with his left hand.

The talisman was faintly crackling with lightning; it was the same Thunder Talisman that had been bought at the market earlier.

Yin Sutang stopped looking at him and gripped the bone hammer tightly with both hands.

This hammer consumes a great deal of energy to wield, and with her current cultivation level, she can only barely manage to deliver a second strike.

She took a deep breath and poured all the surging evil energy within her body into the hammer.

A faint glow appeared on the surface of the bone hammer, and the runes on it suddenly lit up.

The round-faced junior sister stood beside her, took out a bullet the size of a fist, which was completely black with flame-shaped patterns on its surface.

She weighed the bullet in her hand, her face showing no attempt to hide the pain in her eyes.

The White Bone Fireball is a consumable magical artifact unique to the White Bone Temple; one shot consumes a month's worth of cultivation resources.

"Senior sister, I'll count to three before I make my move." She looked at the wave of blood and spoke in a very low voice.

"one.

"two."

She formed hand seals and gritted her teeth as she unleashed the Bone Fireball.

The bullet traced an arc in the air and landed right in the center of the blood wave.

The next moment, a pillar of fire exploded from inside the blood wave.

The pale white flames hissed as they touched the blood, and large swaths of blood evaporated.

The faces contorted in the flames, their mouths agape, emitting piercing screams.

Chen Mo's attack followed closely behind. The two giant spirits leaped up at the same time, slashing down fiercely with their shadow blades.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits and vengeful ghosts from the merit banner rushed into the blood wave.

The two were entangled together, their yin energy and blood mingling into a dark, turbulent flow.

Just then, Yin Sutang's Heart-Locking Hammer finally activated.

The hammerhead smashed into the wave of blood, and the shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, creating a huge gap in the entire wave of blood.

The blood was pressed into thin sheets, which then immediately shattered.

Before the fragments could scatter, they were crushed into mist by the shockwave.

Everything swept by the shockwave was torn apart, its entire outline collapsed, and it vanished into nothingness.

In just a few breaths, the originally overwhelming wave of blood had shrunk to less than 30% of its original size.

The remaining blood began to recede, dragging the surviving face backward with its mouth wide open, as if it were chanting something.

Yin Sutang withdrew the bone hammer, her chest heaving violently, her face even paler than before.

Chen Mo manipulated the Giant Spirit and the Yin Soul to continue the attack, and walked to Yin Sutang's side.

The runes on the bone hammer in her hand had completely faded.

"Do you still have the pills you just ate? Lend me two, I'll return them to you later."

Yin Sutang turned her head away and looked at him with a "have you no shame?" look.

Even his round-faced junior sister opened her mouth wide and rolled her eyes at him speechlessly.

She wasn't even qualified to take this kind of Rejuvenating Pill.

"We're all allies now, so I'm just asking. If I don't have it, that's fine too."

Chen Mo remained expressionless, took out a low-grade spirit stone from his pocket, and began to recover his mana.

The blood wave receded quickly, disappearing into the depths of the stone forest in just a few breaths.

The remaining faces were still faintly visible in the blood, seemingly no longer posing a threat.

But everything was going too smoothly, and he felt something was off.

Chen Mo frowned, his divine sense spreading out in all directions, even reaching the ground.

The wave of blood retreated too quickly and decisively; it didn't seem like they were being driven back, but rather like they were being toyed with.

His intuition was screaming warnings in his mind.

His divine sense swept across the ground beneath his feet; the soil, pebbles, and withered grass—everything seemed normal.

As they ventured deeper, they suddenly came across a huge, dark red mass.

The thing was lurking about ten feet underground, rapidly converging directly below the three of them.

"Retreat now!"

The moment Chen Mo uttered his voice, he had already retreated ten feet in an instant.

The moment it landed, it exerted force again and retreated nearly ten feet.

The two giant spirits retreated in response, their massive black bodies protecting him on either side, their shadow blades held horizontally in front of him.

The merit banner trembled violently, and nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits, dragged by chains, flew back and formed a thick black wall in front of him, their wails deafening.

Yin Sutang's reaction was only a second slower than his.

At the same moment Chen Mo issued his warning, the other party's body reacted before his brain did.

She grabbed the round-faced junior sister by the collar, pushed off the ground with her toes, and launched herself backward.

The round-faced junior sister was almost out of breath from being pulled so hard. She waved her hands wildly in the air a few times before barely managing to steady herself.

The next instant, the ground where the three had just stood exploded violently.

The soil and gravel were thrown up from below by a tremendous force.

A blood wave, over two zhang long and wide, gushed out from the ground and shot straight up several zhang high.

Then it exploded in mid-air, turning into a deluge of blood rain that enveloped the three of them.

Yin Sutang took out a shield made of white bone and placed it in front of the two of them.

Blood rained down on the shield, making a dense crackling sound, and the white light film on the shield thinned at an alarming rate.

Chen Mo summoned the Shadow Puppet Giant Spirit God to stand in front.

Blood rained down on the shadow puppet, corroding several holes in the black mist, with the edges of the holes still spreading outwards.

Chen Mo frowned, and a thought crossed his mind.

The black mist swirled around the shadow puppet, instantly filling the holes.

At the center of the blood rain, a figure rose from the ground.

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