The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

The play that Chu Renmei sang was a Cantonese opera called "Selling Meat to Support Orphans," and the situation in it was exactly the same as her own experience.

Just like what's happening right now.

All those clues combined led to an idea popping into Chen Xing's mind.

According to Li Qiang, the three-day cycle of Chu Renmei's massacre of the village will continue here.

Meanwhile, since those ghosts have gone mad, they've been putting on an act for a hundred years.

The reason Chen Xing didn't see the ghost was because he kept using preconceived notions to define what a ghost looked like.

In fact, these ghosts have always been there.

Perhaps the ancestral tablets on the Eight Immortals table are ghosts, and these ghosts are putting on a show, which is naturally the stage!

The Eight Immortals Table is a stage, Huangshan Village is also a stage, and they have all become actors.

Chen Xing overturned the opera table, so he wanted to replace the octagonal table as a new stage.

If the above speculation makes sense, then Li Qiang's statement that "Aunt Mei is not Aunt Mei" is because, at this moment and here, Chu Renmei has become a character from "Selling Meat to Raise Orphans"?

Or rather, is she in the play or out of the play?

Both on and off screen, Chen Xing couldn't figure it out for a while, but he came up with a way to get out of trouble.

He even considered several methods. However, Chen Xing naturally chose the most extreme one; his goal was not to survive, but to resolve the situation here.

That is, to completely bring this "Selling Meat to Support Orphans" performance to an abrupt end!

Chen Xing's body had been completely crushed and was pressed against the floor.

On his back, he could clearly feel something moving, like many people walking around.

This undoubtedly confirms the conjecture.

At this moment, Chen Xing did not struggle anymore. Instead, he did only one thing: visualize the sun.

At the boundary of the heavens, if Chen Xing simply visualizes the sun, one consequence will occur: his entire body will burst into flames, spontaneously combust, and explode; otherwise, he will suffer from demonic possession.

Therefore, one needs to visualize the moon's radiance to neutralize it.

Such consequences would naturally be bad during spiritual practice, and might even cause errors in the sun one visualizes. But what about now?

Chen Xing felt it was necessary to give it a try.

Chen Xing began to radiate terrifying heat.

Chen Xing felt his entire body, flesh and even bone marrow, boiling. He opened his mouth, and nine rays of sunlight burst forth from between his teeth, his pupils completely turning crimson.

At this moment, Chen Xing's appearance is extremely similar to the state described in the "Seven Tablets of the Cloudy Bookcase" as "The Great Sun assists the work, subduing the laws of the Sun and Moon Kings," except that he is currently in a state of demonic possession!

"Ah—!" Chen Xing roared.

That's what I want—to go completely mad and burn everything to the ground!

Sun! Burn!!

Suddenly, wisps of smoke began to rise from the ancestral hall.

Chen Xing seemed to have transformed into a spark of fire.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a certain critical point had been reached.

With a loud "bang," flames engulfed Chen Xing's body, and in an instant, he felt the immense force within him vanish.

Chen Xing suddenly stood up, glanced around at the memorial tablets scattered on the ground, and without the slightest hesitation, he lunged forward and hugged them.

The moment he touched the memorial tablets, they immediately burst into flames, more like paper than wood.

It's very strange, but not surprising, because this isn't a normal place.

Immediately afterwards, a series of wails filled the air.

Suddenly, dozens of fierce ghosts with ashen faces, bleeding from their seven orifices, and various shapes appeared inside the ancestral hall.

They are villagers from Huangshan Village, dressed in clothing from a hundred years ago.

They wailed, trying to push Chen Xing away and extinguish the flames.

But... Chen Xing grinned menacingly.

"Too late! Let me show you that it's easy to invite a god in, but hard to send him away!"

At this moment, Chen Xing felt only irritability and a nameless anger rising in his heart, which was perhaps a negative effect of going astray in cultivation.

But it doesn't matter.

Just like when he fought those villagers not long ago, his fists were burning with fire, and he punched a vengeful ghost right through its chest.

Flames erupted, and the vengeful ghost howled and screamed.

However, each of these were vengeful ghosts that had been around for a hundred years. Although their bodies were engulfed in flames and their faces were contorted in pain, they were not yet dead.

The horde of ghosts swarmed forward, and one of the fierce ghosts grabbed and tore off Chen Xing's skin and flesh, which had been squeezed dry by the flames and was as dry as tree bark. After tearing off the skin and flesh, the fierce ghost stuffed it into its mouth.

The next moment, flames burst forth from within.

The vengeful ghost immediately opened its mouth to spit out the food, but Chen Xing, seeing this, shoved a fist into it: "Eat! I'll let you eat!"

The ghost let out a mournful cry, and its entire body turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

But even though one person died, there were at least forty or fifty evil spirits around.

More than sixty people died in Huangshan Village at the time, and not all of them are still here today.

Chen Xing threw another heavy punch, and the ghosts swarmed him, pinning him to the ground.

Their faces were contorted with madness, devoid of reason, and ignoring the flames imbued with the aura of the sun on Chen Xing's body, they opened their mouths and began to bite.

"Eat him! Eat him!!"

"It's so hot! Hahahaha, I'll eat it..."

"Waaaaah, you're so beautiful, please don't kill me!"

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been devoured alive long ago. However, Chen Xing is immortal. Even if his flesh is torn off, he will quickly recover.

Then he suddenly realized that all his hard work attacking was less effective than lying down and trying to make himself burn brighter, since they would just eat him up anyway.

One by one, the century-old vengeful ghosts turned into torches, igniting each other, like a chain reaction.

After a while, the vengeful ghosts burned and howled, and the entire ancestral hall was engulfed in flames.

"Ha! It's all on fire! Good fire! What a blazing fire!"

Chen Xing laughed with satisfaction, and then he left the ancestral hall, ignoring the burning ghosts.

He started setting fire to Huangshan Village, and soon the entire village was ablaze.

Afterwards, Chen Xing planned to continue searching for Chu Renmei's whereabouts, but discovered that the entire Huangshan Village had been burned down, and she had not appeared.

Even after he followed the path to the location where Chu Renmei's body was dumped, he still didn't see her.

But Li Qiang was here.

Li Qiang stood on the hillside, looking even younger now, with black hair growing out of his head.

He looked down at the burning Huangshan Village, which resembled an ancient painting on the verge of destruction.

Li Qiang's eyes were full of relief: "Good riddance! They did evil in life and went mad after death; they should never have existed in the first place."

Chen Xing looked at Li Qiang with a strange expression in his eyes, then asked, "Where's your Aunt Mei?"

The other person shook their head: "I don't know."

Then he calmly said, "You should go now, or you'll never be able to leave."

Chen Xing asked again, "Where to? No, how do I get there? How do I get back to reality?"

Li Qiang shook his head and said, "I don't know. I've only just become a ghost and I'm too weak. Otherwise, I could take you back with me. Perhaps you should go back to the ancestral hall, which is the core of Huangshan Village."

Chen Xing was about to go back when he turned around and saw Li Qiang standing motionless. He asked, "And you?"

Li Qiang remained silent as his body slowly faded and then disappeared completely.

Chen Xing frowned slightly, not understanding what the old man was up to.

When Chen Xing returned to the ancestral hall, he was surprised to find that among the ruins, there was something that had never been burned: a memorial tablet.

He picked it up and looked at it, his brows furrowing even more.

[Memorial Tablet of the Benevolent Man Chen Xing]

Just then, a pulling force suddenly appeared from the memorial tablet. Chen Xing's heart stirred, but he did not resist.