Chapter 436: Chapter 430: Playing with Fire, This I’m Proficient In
Ci Zhen was lunged at and sealed by the creature, causing his talisman to fail and reveal its true form. He too realized what was pouncing on him.
It wasn’t a ghost, but a fox. This fox?
“A fox spirit that has gained sentience?” Ci Zhen exclaimed in surprise.
The sealer roared furiously, “To hell with your ‘sentient old fox,’ I’m a mighty Big Demon of a thousand years, and you can’t recognize me. What use are those blind eyes of yours if you don’t have the vision!”
He raised his hand and swiftly scratched at Ci Zhen’s eyes.
Ci Zhen cried out in pain, covering one eye, no longer underestimating his foe. He immediately took out the Evil Ghost Bell that he carried with him.
As the bell rang, numerous Evil Ghosts burst forth screeching from within, their sharp and piercing wails causing pain to the ears, and the malignant aura emanating from the Evil Ghosts was fierce and malevolent, instantly entangling the sealer. The mouths of the ghosts opened wide as they bit towards him.
Seeing the ghosts halted by the sound of the bell, Ci Zhen let out a cold laugh, smugly.
The sealer, caught off guard and bound by these Yin Objects, which also bit at him, seethed in anger. His demonic power surged, wrapping around himself and striking out at the Evil Ghosts.
The ghosts had already bitten down, but – snap.
Their teeth shattered, unable to tear off even a piece of flesh. What kind of tough bone was this, unable to be gnawed on?
When the demonic power hit the ghosts, their Divine Souls trembled, and their ghost power dissipated somewhat.
“Disgusting filth, trying to be fiercer than me? I’ll ferociously kill you,” the sealer reverted to human form, with a three-foot-long rolling pin appearing in his hand. Charging it with demonic power, he struck at the Evil Ghosts: “Take that, for biting me with those smelly mouths of yours.”
Ci Zhen’s smile stiffened at the corner of his lips: “!”
Qin Liuxi: “…”
The ghosts, beaten to the verge of dispersion: You must be the real Evil Ghost!
Ci Zhen, seeing the situation turn dire, his face darkened, and without wanting to continue the fight, quickly ignited a talisman with his hands. As blue smoke arose, he rapidly moved toward the other side of the secret chamber.
There was another tunnel leading to the outside, no need to worry about running out of options as long as the green hills remained.
Indeed, Ci Zhen, who initially wanted to hold Qin Liuxi and the others as backup vindictive souls in the tunnel, realized upon seeing the sealer’s ferocious demeanor and unaffected by the Evil Ghost Bell that this person was no easy adversary.
Not to mention, he was a demon fox capable of Transformation, indicating significant cultivation.
A Big Demon of a thousand years.
That was how the demon introduced himself.
Ci Zhen’s eyes flashed with a dark gleam, puzzled how, in a world so scarce of Spiritual Energy, one could still cultivate to become such a Big Demon.
Qin Liuxi saw that Ci Zhen didn’t choose to fight, but instead ran straight away, and he couldn’t help but silently sigh. This curious person sure knew how to survive, he had thought that like those proud and arrogant individuals of the Evil Path, he would insist on a magical battle.
But running away wouldn’t be so easy.
The blue smoke obstructed visibility, and even the secret chamber darkened completely, but Qin Liuxi’s vision was as clear as if in daylight, seeing everything accurately.
Watching Ci Zhen run toward the southeast corner and stoop down…
Trying to enter a dog hole?
Qin Liuxi snorted with laughter and quickly stepped forward.
“Stop playing around; he’s getting away.”
“Lil’ mouse, where do you think you’re running? Come back to me,” the sealer scanned with his Demon Eyes, stretched out his hand, and pulled out Ci Zhen, who had already burrowed into the hole, leaving only one foot outside.
The sealer, with brute force, grabbed Ci Zhen’s foot like grabbing a mouse’s tail and flung him into the air.
Utter humiliation.
Ci Zhen spun in the air, seeing stars.
Smack.
Ci Zhen crashed to the ground with a smack, stirring up a cloud of dust.
“Who are you people?”
“Wanna die a wise ghost? I’d rather not indulge you,” the sealer sneered as he raised his foot and stomped down.
Pfft.
The sealer: “…”
He looked down at his feet, finding the person had turned into a floating sheet of paper, dumbfounded: “Is my demonic power really that formidable to flatten a person into paper?”
Qin Liuxi rolled his eyes and said, “It’s a Puppet Talisman. He probably used the talisman when the blue smoke appeared.”
That was – being scorned by the ancestors!
The sealer’s face darkened, and he closed his eyes slightly. Through a connection established with the Illusion Fox waiting outside, he laughed coldly, “I see him. He’s even slipperier than a rabbit. Just you wait, I’ll go catch him and bring him back.”
He transformed into a wisp of blue smoke and shot out through the dog hole.
Qin Liuxi shook her head, not bothering to chase after him, instead examining the secret chamber. Her gaze swept over a stone bed with some dark stains and emitting waves of an unpleasant odor.
By the bed’s head was a large stand with a row of earthenware jars, all wrapped in Exorcism Talismans. Qin Liuxi reached over and felt the bone-chilling resentful energy transferring from the jar to her hand and entwining around it.
Qin Liuxi remained expressionless, performed a mantra with her hand, and conjured a small cluster of Karmic Fire at her fingertips.