Wang Shi's arms twisted and distorted, pressed back by the copper staff, and then heavily slammed onto his chest.
His chest dipped even more, and his entire body was slammed back like a cannonball by me.
Heavy collision on the side wall of the hall.
The crackling sound rang out again, leaving me uncertain whether it was the wall that cracked or the bones in Wang Shi's body.
His arms went limp, and the copper staff clattered to the ground.
I felt a burning pain in my palm.
Had it not been for the exhaustion and splitting headache, I wouldn't have failed to hold onto the copper staff.
Of course, that's also because the force of collision with Wang Shi was too great.
Breathing heavily, letting the thumping heart calm down.
I didn't raise the copper staff completely. I just tilted it, holding one end, bending my body and dragging it towards the hall.
The posture wasn't attractive, but it was practical.
The tugging doesn't require much effort, and one's physical strength can gradually recover. However, exhausted energy can only be restored through meditation. Without it, one might have to sleep for a long time before improvement occurs.
Only up close, as we passed the threshold, could one see the current wretched state of Wang Shi.
A large portion of his chest had sunken in, his arms were limp and dangling, his body twisted and pressed against the wall, and his breathing was faint.
The most blood was coming from his mouth, but there was also a considerable amount of blood from his nose and ears.
The pain was so severe that even the blood vessels in his eyes were bursting.
His mouth moved as if Wang Shi was trying to say something.
I could barely make out what he seemed to be saying, something like "Get out! Otherwise, we'll all be destroyed!"
My eyes were icy, and I didn't retreat at all.
Part of my attention was drawn to the coffin filled with corpse oil.
The corpse with the skin riddled with cracks from the inside, up close, no longer looked like a corpse. It resembled a candle, faintly giving off a sense of translucency.
The moment I stared at him, it seemed as if our gazes clashed.
The next instant, his entire body disappeared completely into the corpse oil, and the coffin was silent.
That corpse must be an oil ghost?
The root cause of that fierce prison?
But, he doesn't want to fight with me?
Is it because I broke through the fierce prison and now have Wang Shi on the brink of death?
I didn't let my guard down, stopped advancing further, and released the copper staff, allowing it to lean against the threshold.
With a gesture from my waist, I snatched up three copper swords with one hand.
No spells were used.
Killing people isn't the same as driving out ghosts, the swords themselves are enough!
My arms suddenly flung forward!
The six copper swords pierced into Wang Shi's chest almost entirely.
Wang Shi's eyes expanded once again, and he suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, even though he was weak and couldn't speak earlier.
I furrowed my brow, without hesitation, grabbed the copper staff and lifted it up!
Wang Shi's laughter at the moment of death was filled with so much resentment that he might turn into a ghost immediately upon his death.
With so much corpse oil consumed earlier, if he were to become a ghost, it would be even more troublesome!
In the Four Rules True Law, it is recorded that when a person exhales, using a ritual artifact to hammer it at that moment can scatter the soul, making it difficult for an evil ghost to form. It can only be a restless spirit!
Such a method is generally used only on the worst of criminals.
They deserve to be dead ten times over and never be reborn!
With great speed, I raised the copper staff and heavily smashed it down onto Wang Shi's head!
Wang Shi's head immediately sank into a deep pit!
The oppressive feeling suddenly disappeared without a trace...
I was breathing heavily, and my palms were sweating profusely.
Logically, since Wang Shi is dead and I have dealt such a decisive blow, he can't even be a ghost, just a wandering spirit with nothing even.
But why do I still feel scared?
At that moment, Wang Shi suddenly trembled and collapsed. His sunken chest, however, miraculously bulged back up!
My face changed dramatically, and a chilling sensation surged through my heart!
What the hell is going on? This is impossible to be a zombie!?
Suddenly, the end of the copper staff began to feel hot and sticky.
It was clearly a backlash!
There is something wrong with Wang Shi's corpse!
I immediately retreated and pulled out the copper staff at the same time.
At the same time, Wang Shi's body inflated like a balloon.
No, it's not like inflation. It's that his spine was previously dry and withered, but now it's like he ate corpse oil, and his back arched. His chest also began to swell and bow!
The bumps were covered by fabric.
When it swelled to a certain extent, the clothes began to tear under the strain, splitting apart inch by inch.
The exposed body of Wang Shi in front of me made me feel extremely cold!
How could this still be a human body? The bumps looked like miniature heads, clearly human heads!
The heads were continuously pushing outwards, their mouths wide open, emitting silent screams and wails.
Two words suddenly appeared in my head!
"Guika!"
Is Wang Shi using his own body to nourish a ghost?
But how can a single person nurture so many ghosts!?
This is certainly not the ghost of the previous fierce prison.
When they were desperately squeezing out, reaching the peak of Wang Shi's body's tolerance, his body shattered into pieces!
Afterwards, those heads began to bite and devour the broken blood and flesh, and Wang Shi disappeared in an instant.
Not even half a remnant is left, not even a ghost.
In place of him, there was a very ugly and strange thing.
The shattered body was tangled together, as if the nutrients had been drained, looking withered and skeletal.
The object was in the shape of a sphere, and those heads were distortedly standing on the ball.
The ball rolled towards the coffin, and those heads were making excited screams, as if they wanted to devour the corpse oil completely.
The feeling in my heart has already gone beyond just being cold, and it's a strong feeling of fear!
I have no time to analyze what Wang Shi is.
Who knows how fierce it would be if these ghosts ate the corpse oil in the coffin!?
With my hands gripping the copper staff, I stepped forward once again.
As I approached the spherical object, the heads on top were madly screaming at me, as if to intimidate me!
I raised my arms and brought the copper staff down fiercely!
It sounded like the snapping of bones, followed by a slimy feeling, as if the copper staff had penetrated a pile of internal organs.
The spherical object was suddenly fixed in place and could no longer move.
The copper staff was so hot it felt like a glowing iron rod, and I grunted in pain, quickly letting go and stepping back!
The screams were originally vague and piercing, but now they became extremely clear.
They were feeble cries for mercy.
Saying they were innocent, they were the victims!
The mouths of those heads were moving constantly, soon becoming filled with curses and curses!
However, it didn't last long before white smoke began to bubble up from the top of it.
I suppressed my breath and took two steps back to ensure safety.
My experience tells me that it won't be long before this bizarre ghost is suppressed and eradicated by the copper staff.
At this moment, those heads suddenly opened their mouths wide and inhaled fiercely!
The sense of fullness appeared once again!
They suddenly inflated, covering the copper staff!
The heads instantly returned to normal.
From the heads, one could see dense marks of being gnawed at.
The wizened corpses also became prominent. It was only through being eaten that they had become so thin and skeletal!
"Brother, retreat quickly!"
A voice, both unfamiliar and filled with urgency, burst out from behind me!
The voice arrived together with the screams!
Before I could turn around, my waist was suddenly grabbed by a whip and pulled back with great force, lifting my feet off the ground!
