bookbashuk Chapter 19 Huang Daxian Descends to Earth
Chapter 19 Huang Daxian Descends to Earth
"My path has been completed."
Huang Bai slowly uttered four words, his voice not loud, but it conveyed an indescribable sense of joy.
The body was successfully liberated, and the physical body was reborn.
To his surprise, the symptoms of his physical body having green eyes and square pupils also disappeared, leaving only his soul with this strange phenomenon.
The poison that had plagued him day and night was completely washed away with the blooming of the red spider lily, and he no longer had to worry about his physical body collapsing first.
He opened his mouth and spat out.
A black gold inner core flew out of its mouth, hovering in mid-air, spinning rapidly. Its surface was a mixture of black and pale gold, subtly revealing a sense of dynamism.
Huang Bai looked up at the pill, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"It has become their own."
This was indeed a pleasant surprise.
The external alchemy transforms into the internal alchemy, and the internal alchemy is no longer just a simple medicine, but is truly connected with one's own Qi and becomes a part of one's body.
Huang Bai reached out and beckoned, and the inner core slowly fell back into his palm.
"That's good. We don't need to adjust the medicinal power before casting the spell; we can just activate the inner core directly, which saves a lot of trouble."
He calmed down and began to analyze the changes that had occurred after the autopsy.
According to ancient books, ordinary immortals who achieve the "corpse liberation" discard their physical form, leaving only their soul, and can obtain a lifespan of 365 years. When their lifespan ends, they either have their soul scattered or are reincarnated to start anew.
But he was different.
Huang Bai looked down at his palm and gently clenched his fist.
"My soul's lifespan is bound to my physical body."
The soul can live as long as the physical body lives.
He essentially gave up his separate lifespan in the underworld in exchange for a path of cultivating both body and spirit.
The soul can leave the body, but the physical body is not ruined; this is what he truly wants.
After trying for a while, Huang Bai quickly made a judgment.
"The soul can remain outside the body for about two incense sticks' worth of time, roughly half an hour. That's enough."
Half an hour may seem short, but in a life-or-death struggle, it is enough to decide many things.
The departed soul is formless and shapeless, impervious to bullets, and can still cast spells as usual.
For Huang Bai, that's enough.
What he feared most was never the vengeful ghosts, but the guns and cannons of this world. Now that his biggest weakness has been addressed, the situation has immediately changed.
Huang Bai picked up his phone and glanced at the messages sent by Huang Yaozu and the others.
Before they parted ways, they agreed to send each other their coordinates no matter where they were, in case something happened and they couldn't find each other.
Using the yellow and white map as a reference, he roughly confirmed his location and turned to leave the cave.
"We should go find them."
……
In the countryside of Chiang Mai, at the foot of the mountains, lies a village.
The bread truck bumped along the road towards the village.
The director sat in the front, talking non-stop.
"This place is called the Seven Tombs. Legend has it that seven ancient high monks are buried here, each with extraordinary magical powers. The most powerful monk here now is the King of Heaven."
Sitting in the back row were Huang Yaozu, Zhi Gang, and Li Guoqiang, all with expressionless faces, only nodding perfunctorily from time to time.
"Tongtianwang is very famous in Thailand, and people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong come specifically to worship him. Many of your big bosses and important figures in Hong Kong also have dealings with him. You are very fortunate this time."
They fled all the way to Thailand, but the pursuers never stopped. Anyone who could catch them this far was either a ghost or a dog kept by a ghost.
However, it was precisely because of this that they were able to follow the clues and discover that the Tongtian King in this place had very deep ties with Hong Kong.
Not long after the car started driving, a pointed Buddhist temple came into view in the distance.
The temple has high-pitched eaves, and on both sides of the temple gate stand multi-headed Naga serpent god statues, their bodies coiled and heads raised as if about to take flight. They look magnificent, but also exude a sinister aura.
Tourists flocked from all directions, and the incense burned brightly.
Zhi Gang felt a little uncomfortable after just one glance.
He always felt that some temples in Thailand, despite their seemingly bustling activity, always exuded an inexplicable eerie atmosphere.
The three of them pretended to worship the statue, and from afar they saw an old monk in an orange robe standing under the eaves, preaching to the worshippers.
Zhi Gang narrowed his eyes, scanned the area for a while, and whispered, "This old thing is a ghost."
"Stay here first," Huang Yaozu said in a low voice. "We'll make our move tonight."
The three of them paid to stay at the temple.
As night fell, the wind picked up, and the entire Buddhist temple became eerily quiet.
The three changed into night clothes, carried magic swords on their backs, and had pistols tucked into their waistbands, and silently made their way into the depths of the temple.
The corridors are layered upon each other, and the fragrance of sandalwood lingers in the air.
Just as I turned a corner, I suddenly heard footsteps beside me.
Zhi Gang immediately gave him a wink.
Without the slightest hesitation, Huang Yaozu pounced forward, covered the other man's mouth and nose, and slashed his throat with the dagger.
The man didn't even have time to struggle before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
Huang Yaozu is no longer the policeman he once was. His time on the run had hardened him, making him ruthless. When the time came to strike, he was more decisive than anyone else.
Before long, the three of them made their way to the back hall.
As soon as I entered, a strong stench of blood hit me.
By the dim light, they could see the scene inside the hall, and the three of them changed their expressions.
Inside were rows of stone tables.
Lying on the stone platform were all female corpses, with bloody wounds on their abdomens.
Even Huang Yaozu, who is used to seeing crime scenes, felt his scalp tingle when he saw this scene.
Zhi Gang clenched his teeth.
"These beasts..."
He had heard that some evil practices in Southeast Asia liked to use women and children for their spells, but seeing this scene in person was still incredibly shocking.
These ghosts, and those who work for them, all deserve to die.
Just then, the lights suddenly blazed on.
boom!
The two hidden doors opened simultaneously, and the gunmen swarmed out.
"There's an ambush!" Huang Yaozu reacted the fastest, shoving the two men aside. "Get cover!"
Bang bang bang!
Flames roared as bullets grazed the heads of the three men, sending sparks flying from the stone pillars.
The three quickly scattered, using the shadows and obstacles as cover, narrowly avoiding the round of gunfire.
Deep inside the inner palace, several men in suits stood beside the Heavenly King, each with a cold expression.
Tongtianwang, his hands tucked into his sleeves, said calmly, "What a pity, we almost caught him. You were too hasty."
The ghost in the lead sneered, "It's alright, they can't escape. The Ghost King has already given the order: chase them to the ends of the earth and chop them up."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a rumbling sound came from outside the temple.
Boom boom boom!
Several helicopters were already hovering in the air, their searchlights sweeping back and forth. In the distance, car headlights were flashing, indicating that a large number of people were pressing in.
"Let's go," Tongtianwang said, shaking his sleeves. "This old monk will also go and see what's going on."
After saying that, he and the ghost leader boarded the helicopter together.
Hundreds of gunmen began to advance along the mountain forest, and the encirclement tightened.
Zhi Gang and his two companions rushed into the mountains, only to find that there were firelight and footsteps all around them, and there was no way to go.
Inside the helicopter, the leader grabbed a megaphone and shouted into the mountains and forests:
"Huang Bai, Huang Yaozu, you guys are now like rats crossing the street. I'm giving you one last chance. Hand over the secret and come out to face your death."
"Otherwise, not only will you die, but we will also nail you to the pillar of shame. From now on, the whole world will only remember you as madmen and murderers, and no one will know what you want to do."
After he finished speaking, he burst into laughter.
There was no response from the mountains and forests.
The leader snorted coldly and jumped off the helicopter with Tongtianwang.
"act recklessly."
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his ghostly appearance seemed to appear and disappear.
Today, we're not only going to kill these people, but we're also going to trample them into the mud, so that all the living who still want to resist can see what happens when they go against the devil.
More than two hundred gunmen, holding their guns, pressed forward little by little.
The barrage of bullets practically blocked out the entire forest ahead. If Zhi Gang and his group dared to show themselves, they'd be riddled with bullets in the next second.
The leader was confident of victory.
They not only have guns and cannons, but also the ability to be possessed by ghosts. There's no way they can lose.
Just then, the sky suddenly changed.
The east began to lighten.
The pale light of dawn slowly spread, and the night gradually receded.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared on the horizon.
The golden light arrived incredibly fast, its brightness unsettling, sending chills down everyone's spines. Whether it was the gunmen in the forest or the people in the hovering helicopter, everyone instinctively looked up.
Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
The morning glow spread across the sky, and the blazing sun was about to rise.
High in the sky, a figure stood suspended in mid-air.
His long hair was whipped wildly by the strong winds high in the sky, his Taoist robe was billowing, his left hand was making a hand seal, and his right hand was holding a sword.
With emerald eyes and square pupils, surrounded by flowing golden light, he exuded a kind of oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe, like a god come to life from an ancient painting.
He stood there in mid-air, majestic and unapproachable.
Like a god, like a celestial being, like a judgment finally descended upon this world.
Everyone in the mountains was stunned.
The gunmen held their guns, but their hands began to tremble involuntarily.
The people on the helicopter froze, even their breathing slowed down.
Not to mention them, even Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang were stunned by what they saw.
Zhi Gang was stunned for a moment, then seemed to be set on fire, laughing almost maniacally.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"It's done! The yellow and white ones are done!"
"What Ghost King? He's nothing!"
"From today onwards, he is the new Wong Tai Sin!"
He laughed until tears streamed down his face, finally letting out the pent-up frustration he'd held in for decades.
A deity descended to earth.
Finally, a deity has descended to earth.
The greatest advantage of vengeful ghosts is that they are not human, so they are immune to bullets and not bound by flesh and blood. But now, they have that too.
Humans can't defeat ghosts.
Then a deity came to fight.