The thunder roars loudly, lightning continuously cuts through the dim sky of Qijia Village, and the bright light after decades has illuminated the area visible to the eyes. Everything around is filled with a dullness.
The two grandmothers were split into flesh and blood, mingled together, which in turn became charcoal.
Leading the siege on Han Zaozi, the grandmothers charged towards the two grandmothers with a fierce howl.
The pressure on Han Zaozi's side immediately eased.
However, Han Zaozi did not stop there. He leaped, landing mid-air again.
The crimson robe in the intense light of lightning striking was like a brilliant red flower blooming at its most dazzling moment!
The incantation, pronounced with emphasis, echoed through the heavens!
"A stroke of the brush unleashes five thunder gods, and the Iron-Face Judge shows no mercy!"
"Three views of generals lead the army up, five thunder envoys travel fast!"
At the same time, the whisk in Han Zaozi's hand danced rapidly! A red mist enveloped, likely from the blood he had spat out.
With blood as ink, blood talismans formed one after another!
The thunder, rang even more ferociously!
Indeed, only the heart of juniper wood can kill a grandmother.
Han Zaozi cannot kill them.
Yet they could burn their limbs and flesh into charcoal, completely destroying their eyes and ears. In the end, those ghostly beings became monstrous creatures without legs or tails, and even without eyes or ears.
This scene truly refreshed my understanding of Taoists...
It has become clearer to see the gulf between the lower nine professions and the upper nine. It is truly like a chasm!
In comparison, Sun Zhuo is far from skilled in martial arts, yet he is in a hurry to take over the supervision of the martial arts academy, eager to outshine Han Zaozi.
It was because Han Zaozi had no interest in power and did not wish to conflict with Four Regulations Mountain, so he turned a blind eye to Sun Zhuo.
Really comparing their abilities, Sun Zhuo's Taoism is still too far behind Han Zaozi.
Only with all his might could he force it out, the thunder like sparks, and the thunder that fell from nowhere. The difference cannot be described with words.
It was also thanks to Sun Zhuo.
If he had stayed at Four Regulations Mountain, emerging only after mastering his Taoism, I would truly be a jumping clown...
This is no different from giving me a deeper and more resolute thought.
Sun Zhuo must die!
Otherwise, in the future, a being similar to Han Zaozi, or even stronger than Han Zaozi, will pose a threat that is too great for me.
"Stop dawdling, let's go." Yu Xiu pulled my sleeve and dragged me forward.
By the time I reached Han Zaozi and the leaders in front of me, Han Zaozi's face was as redless as if he wasn't breathing, and his injuries seemed to carry no pain.
The leader was full of reverence and fear for Han Zaozi, yet looked at me hurriedly and asked how I was.
I took out the heart wrapped in the Yinshan bamboo paper and handed it to the leader.
The leader pushed his palm away and did not take it.
He nodded repeatedly, his voice hoarse, "As long as you have it, that's good, that's good... This place is a lucky escape for us; otherwise, we might have lost both our investment and our troops, and might not even have survived to leave."
Han Zaozi glanced at the group of those grandmothers, then looked at me, and finally said, "I want to go deeper into the village, you guys better leave quickly."
The leader's face slightly changed color, just about to speak.
I exhaled slightly and said, "Master Han, we'll wait for you at the village entrance."
The leader frowned at me, looking puzzled.
Han Zaozi's face showed a slight satisfaction, saying, "This is perfect. After I defeat the retribution ghost and gain something, I will reward my disciple."
In the next instant, Han Zaozi turned around and dashed along the path back.
I gestured for the leader to follow.
"Display your godly power, Master Han has helped us greatly. If he doesn't leave, why shouldn't we help him?" The leader's words were very direct.
I shook my head and said we can't help.
The leader stiffened slightly. He glanced at the remaining three, his gaze falling on Yu Xiu, and said, "We're not capable. She can do it. A retribution ghost and an active green corpse; a single one won't pose a problem for Master Han, but if two are in the same place...”
"They won't be in the same place," I interrupted the leader.
The leader's brow knitted together, and for a moment, he didn't say anything.
"Display your godly power, do you know something?" he suddenly asked.
I didn't speak.
"Master Han, are you not allowed to speak?" The leader's plump face tensed.
"Yes." I took the easy way out.
The leader breathed a sigh of relief and then exclaimed, "Master Han's Taoism is terrifyingly high. Earlier, he seemed to use such techniques when something happened at the regulation martial arts academy. Theoretically, it should have severely depleted his qi and shortened his lifespan. However, he looks completely unaffected - no redness in the face, no rapid heartbeat. In my opinion, if he can maintain this level of strength, it's possible that he could become a true man."
My heart skipped a beat again. Suddenly, Yu Xiu's earlier words echoed in my ears.
And then, Han Zaozi's previous appearance also flashed in front of my eyes...
Deceiving... has Han Zaozi cheated us?
Han Zaozi can only survive with the prolongation of his life by Ma You San.
Han Zaozi uses this thunder magic without any restraint, just like the leader said. Theoretically, he should shorten his lifespan.
In reality, life itself is prolonged... then Ma You San must make the supplement?
Fists clenched tightly.
Is this the strength of a real person?
However, what the leader said was not true. He has not seen the true cultivation of a Real Person.
If Han Zaozi's strength exceeds that of Ming Jing Zhen Ren, he wouldn't have been manipulated by Ming Jing Zhen Ren this time.
It can only mean... Ming Jing Zhen Ren is even stronger...
No wonder, Ma You San didn't ask me to kill Sun Zhuo but instead sent me to some place...
What kind of killing techniques is that place?
By the time I was lost in thought, we had already walked out of the funeral home's gate.
I only noticed the strange scene then.
I noticed a strange scene behind me. The sky was gradually lightening, and the dark, ominous clouds were fading away little by little...
"Hehe." The leader suddenly smiled and said, "The terrifying prisons within this range of Qijia Village come from the living green corpse, retribution ghost, and zombie mountains and meat forests. Once the zombie mountains and meat forests were destroyed, the sky has become brighter, and the range of terrifying prisons has been reduced."
"Subtly, you've done a great good deed, Master Han. This place has mysteriously disappeared many people. With the return of the sky, residents in the vicinity will have an easier life."
I didn't know how to respond and could only remain silent.
Before we entered the side road to Qijia Village, the sky had already become bright and the road ahead had changed.
The leader seemed to know the path and led us all the way to the village entrance.
Qijia Village hadn't changed much.
In the leader's eyes, it was the retribution ghost and the living green corpse that upheld the remaining terrifying prisons, but I knew it was entirely thanks to that living green corpse.
The other three from the lower nine professions had a sense of surviving after the disaster, but they didn't smile. Their faces looked even harder than when crying.
Yang Hongshi and the driver who was driving were still guarding the village entrance. Seeing us coming from a different path, they looked surprised.
Before he could ask, the leader asked those three to explain the situation. Then, he and I walked to the front of the village entrance, looking into the village.
Time passed slowly.
From dawn to dusk and then to dawn, a sudden change occurred.
The playing gate of Qijia Village collapsed...
The village's oppressive atmosphere vanished...
About half an hour later, Han Zaozi appeared at the village entrance.
He carried his hands behind his back, but his face was extremely worried.
"San Wucheng, do me a favor." Han Zaozi stopped in front of the leader.
Previously, Han Zaozi called him San Wucheng. Changing to his name now shows that Han Zaozi's mood is very poor.
"Master Han, just speak, no need to hold back." The leader bowed slightly, showing a very low attitude.
