I watched him with the utmost vigilance as well.
The screams continued uninterrupted, while a cold feeling kept creeping up my heart.
It wasn't just that these father and son were being watched and their souls repeatedly shattered as a form of torment.
Roasting the cadavers, dripping out the body oil, this method was even more sinister. It was also a great torment to their souls themselves.
The more their souls became resentful, the darker their bodies became, and the more refined the body oil became.
What Wu Ling mentioned about this incident was far from being just a simple ghost story,
It seems that the man in front of me might just be the real deal?
Anyone who dares to refine corpse oil within the mountain of Four Regulations is definitely not ordinary!
"Deafened? Who are you?" The man took a step forward, his eyes like a knife, constantly scraping across my body.
I didn't retreat; instead, I took a step forward, swept my hands across my waist, and found two copper swords in my grip.
"Cutting ghosts is very important, and violence brings misfortune. I, the Lord of the Souls Slayer in Purgatory, follow the orders of the King of Ghosts, Lu!"
I didn't utter a single word.
With a swift toss of his arms, the copper sword cut through the air!
A moment of stunned disbelief flashed in that man's eyes.
"Is it you?"
The two words were brief, yet they were brimming with murderous intent.
The clanging sound rang out simultaneously. The man crossed his arms over his chest, and in his hands were also two copper swords.
But his swords had faint rust stains, making them darker in color.
"No, you're not him! Your method is from four regulations mountain, your robe should be there!"
"He's still in the four regulations town, who are you!"
The man's voice was particularly low and cold.
My heart sank slightly.
He first posed a general question, and then uttered the latter part of what he said.
He must have taken me for the Taoist from the Four Regulations Mountain.
But now, he has denied it.
Is he waiting for someone to appear?
A faint chill seemed to surge from all directions.
Mysteriously, there was a sense of creeping horror.
As I had predicted, this place couldn't be casually entered or exited!
The other party had achieved their purpose in refining the corpses and others, and it also had the effect of inviting me into a trap!
In that moment, I suddenly retreated backwards.
In the first place, I should have exited through the courtyard gate.
But that step didn't land solidly on the ground; instead, it felt as if I had missed a step.
I came to a halt, retrieved my foot, and stood steadily in place.
As I glanced around, everything within my sight had undergone an unusually absurd transformation.
The mist had started to envelop everything, unknown when it had begun to spread.
The position I was in was at the edge of a small pond, with many cylindrical footrests on the pond.
The cylinders at the center were larger, with two corpses roasting on wooden frames, dripping body oil relentlessly.
Below, it seemed to be a pond, but the clear liquid was unmistakably oil...
Ghost wall?
Infernal prison?
I held back my heavy breathing.
The man stood next to the two corpses, looking even more malevolent.
"Once you're here, how could you possibly leave easily?"
"I was originally going to refine a five realms ghost through that slut, but these two unreasonable people killed an entire family of eight, thwarting my plans."
"However, it's unexpected that four regulations mountain has sent down two Taoists! Taking one was originally part of my plan, but taking two is a pleasant surprise!"
"Consider it compensation for my losses!" He said, a hint of sickly excitement flashing across his face.
After he spoke, he leaped backward, and I followed suit, finally leaving the pool of body oil and landing behind the front door.
With one foot kicked on the door, it opened with a loud creak.
But outside, the mist was even thicker, and it wasn't the original village anymore!
This person is not simple.
He has created a Ghost Prison within the village of Medicine Market, refining ghosts and corpses.
And the purpose is even more disconcerting - a disciple from Four Regulations Mountain…
I didn't take a step outside. When I turned back, the courtyard was enveloped in thick mist, with a more intense aura of malevolence. Wanting to leave is indeed not that easy...
His purpose is me, but what about mine? It's not him!
But I still don't know the extent of this infernal prison, and he has disappeared without a trace at this point.
A swift sound of slicing through the air, the mist behind me was pierced open, revealing a withered hand reaching towards my lower back.
I was already extremely alert, and I noticed this change with my peripheral vision. At the same time, I stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the door, closing it heavily!
A clang of hammering and a ripping, scratching sound.
The ghostly thing didn't manage to get in.
This infernal prison seems to have a distinct feeling, with the courtyard inside and the outside outside.
It looks like the ghosts outside are the bodies that have been drained of their body oil, with only the remaining corpses left?
The two corpses of the father and son in the center of the body oil pond are becoming increasingly withered. Their souls are struggling more fiercely, more painfully, yet they still cannot escape.
Suddenly, a head popped out of the water pond, making a gurgling sound.
The head was bald and shiny, and as it emerged more, a face full of body oil appeared.
It seemed to be a woman, but without hair or eyebrows, and with her face covered in body oil, she was even more terrifying and eerie.
She suddenly leaped upwards, spraying out a large amount of slimy oil.
I quickly withdrew two talismans and flicked them out at high speed!
The "Capturing Ghost" talisman hit her forehead, but because of the stickiness of the corpse oil, it didn't stick to her head.
She quickly closed in on me!
The coldness surged up sharply.
A chilling laugh echoed in my ear, "I specially refined the oil, do you think I'm just killing time?"
"You bunch of Taoists from Four Regulations Mountain, with your yang energy, but the corpse oil is even more yin than you. Women submerged in oil, adding one layer of yin on top of another. The talismans, they're worthless!"
In an instant, the woman's corpse was about to attack me.
Without hesitation, I swept my hand across my waist, and once again, I had two copper swords in my grip!
"Cutting ghosts is very important, and violence brings misfortune..."
The copper sword struck out with ferocity!
With a swift slash, the sword cut into the woman's chest!
The result was like a strawberry milkshake, the copper sword entered her body softly and without force, unable to slide down and falling into the corpse oil pond below.
The woman landed with a splash, grabbing my wrist with a fierce grip!
A tremendous force was transmitted from her, pulling me towards the body oil pond!
Only then did the overwhelming stench hit my nose.
My scalp was tingling!
If I fell into that pond, there would be a certainty of death!
My cheekbones contracted violently, and my sharp teeth bit through my tongue. With a "pop" sound, a stream of blood shot across the woman's face!
The body oil, however, formed a vile protective layer. The blood did not harm her, but rather caused the body oil to bubble continuously as if boiling.
She opened her mouth abruptly, emitting a fierce scream. Even in her mouth, there was a lot of thick body oil, bubbling and gurgling!
Her strength was greater, and I immediately straightened my body, adopting a defensive stance in the crouching position.
At this moment, the corpse oil pond kept bubbling with a gurgling sound, one, two, three...
A dense array of heads emerged from within, all fixated on me with a sinister glint.
My scalp was constantly tingling, beads of sweat kept sliding down from my forehead to my face, and then to my chin, dripping down.
The thick, sticky sensation in my nostrils made me feel like there was body oil plugging my throat...
