It is itself the risk, unexpected, within calculation!
Just Gu's judgment, that this corpse is actually feeding the dead dragon of General Mountain, and he did not mention that he could come back to life. I was not overly vigilant either, and coupled with the huge threat of the General Ghost, I had to be on high alert.
This situation of being surrounded and attacked from both the front and back is extremely dangerous, and any mistake could result in a bloody scene!
In the flash of lightning and crackle of thunder, I lunged towards the ground, almost sticking to the surface!
In the thunderous noise, the wolf tooth staff collided with the lid of the coffin, creating a scene inside the tomb room like sandstorms!
I suddenly pushed my hands against the ground and flashed to the left to avoid it!
By the time I had just stood up, the General Ghost was standing in my previous position, holding the wolf tooth staff diagonally.
Amidst the sand and stones, he stood tall and imposing, exuding an even more powerful aura, truly like a general who has fought in many battles.
My hair was filled with sand and stones, and my eyes felt a bit stinging, but I dare not blink.
Even the slightest moment of relaxation against such a ghost could cost my life.
My breathing was slightly heavy, and there was a vague sense of boiling blood.
My aura, it is rising!
The Taoist has an inherent suppression over ghosts.
Indeed, I don't have those so-called cards anymore, but opportunities often lurk in the balance of life and death!
Through countless tribulations, there will always come a time to strike!
"Come!" I commanded in a deep voice.
The General Ghost remained motionless for a moment, not advancing forward.
The sand and stones slowly settled down, and my peripheral vision showed that the coffin stood a stiff body.
The corpse was headless, with a gruesome wound on the neck that seemed to have been blown apart.
His body was covered in a large amount of downy feathers, more than the old Qin's head and even more than Ding Ruipu's. It almost completely covered his body, resembling a feather robe.
The white silk threads were tangible but without substance, spreading from him and penetrating the bodies of the monks, including those of the nuns.
"You..."
"Go..."
A dull abdominal sound suddenly issued from the General Ghost.
This scene, however, left me perplexed.
Let me go?
Don't kill me?
The old Gong's eyes rolled faster on his shoulders, suddenly saying, "He feels that fighting with you would take too long to produce a result. The lid of the coffin has been broken, and he hasn't been killed yet. This would disrupt the vitality of this place and disturb his corpse, completely ruining the dead dragon of General Mountain."
"Then let's go! He who knows when to retreat is a wise man! Tell Shenqiao that the Golden Wheel is kaput."
"Grandpa, you can't move it down. If it falls, the mountain will collapse, and we'll all be destroyed together."
Old Gong explained very smoothly.
I remained silent, the coldness intensified, and the discomfort and agony in my heart became even more intense.
"I can't leave, there are some of the ghostly essence outside. They divide into three parts, three different wills. He lets me go, but the outside ones won't let me. Here he still has something holding him back, but the outside ones may not think about it that much." I whispered.
"This is just one reason, but more importantly, I must give an explanation to Master Shenqiao. It's not right to leave his twin brother here without caring for him. Otherwise, what face will I have to go back to Xian Dong Mountain, or ask anyone for help?"
"I believe you can definitely find a way. You are a god-like figure of the earth, and even a celestial being like a true man. If I can take him down, you must come up with a perfect plan to let me take the Golden Wheel and leave!"
I said this with utmost certainty!
"This... It's hard on me..." Old Gong looked anxious.
I didn't pay him any attention.
If the General Ghost does not move, then I will.
My body immediately assumed the posture of the Four Precepts of the True Heart, forming a magical stance, and I roared, "Tianfu Spiritual God, Earthly Realm's Valiant Soldiers, holding the golden mallet, investigating ghosts and naming..."
"..."
"Urgent as the Law and Command!"
With the sound of the incantation, I charged forward!
The General Ghost suddenly swung his wolf tooth staff, creating a sparkling sound with the clanging noise!
"It's useless. He is a ghost, and the power of a ghost is endless and inexhaustible. Grandpa, you have to hit him with your amulet and strike him with lightning. You can't get close to him and fight physically because he's not human!" Old Gong exclaimed as a warning.
"Each to their own!" I replied grumpily.
"Ah... You shouldn't get too carried away..." Old Gong anxiously advised.
I didn't respond to him, and he finally stopped talking.
Once the power of the Taoist arts ran out, I recited another spell. I used every Taoist technique related to close-range combat from the heritage of Mount Si Gui!
Fatigue began to gradually come on.
The General Ghost was unscathed, becoming bolder with every attack!
The clanging sound in the tomb chamber continued without pause, forming a strange melody.
As I saw, I was about to break, and was starting to lose the upper hand!
I had already used the Law of Rods high Daoist technique twice!
"Crazy! Absolutely crazy!" Old Gong said weakly.
At this moment, I suddenly stopped in my tracks, and my hand swung down fiercely. In the gap of the General Ghost's attack, the high heaven staff hit his neck!
Having fought him in a whirlwind of attacks for so long, I had a clear understanding of his techniques.
I changed my technique, but he didn't react in time.
The instant the high heaven staff hit his neck wound, a large amount of white smoke emerged!
I felt a sharp pain at the base of my thumb as well. The high heaven staff felt like it was going to melt my palm!
"You won't be of any use even if you hit him. You can't disperse him; your hand will get burned!" Old Gong didn't listen to me; he was still shouting in his frustration.
However, the General Ghost's abdomen suddenly issued a wild laughter, which resounded loudly and continuously in the tomb chamber.
"Rats and scoundrels, who are one in the same as the ambitious devils. Die here!"
The General Ghost was struck, but he didn't panic. Instead, he seemed confident and shouted again.
This is related to Old Gong's screams, letting him know that I am completely helpless and cannot match him.
In an instant, I released the high heaven staff!
My body lightened, and with a change in my footwork, I arrived behind the General Ghost!
"I'm finished, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! My staff is gone!" Old Gong's words were even more discouraged!
I, however, did not hesitate for a moment and pulled out something from my pocket!
The object was a scroll made of human skin!
It was obtained from Acong Lama and had suppressed Old Gong for a long time before it was ripped off by Xinbo!
I had not used this scroll on Old Gong because I was afraid that Acong Lama might cause more trouble again!
My backhand is indeed empty.
But, the law implements are not only the high heaven staff and sword!
This scroll made of human skin, which Xinbo did not discard, must be something extraordinary!
Engaging him in close combat, it may seem useless, but in reality, it's just to understand his techniques and fight him intimately.
I suddenly pushed my hand forward, and the scroll made of human skin slapped him squarely in the center of his back!
A sizzling sound erupted and white smoke suddenly billowed up!
A painful scream and a wail resounded from the mouth of the General Ghost!
The scroll suddenly distorted, and the General Ghost was also transforming and even shrinking continuously!
This encounter was exactly the same as Old Gong's at that time, yet it was somewhat different!
The script on the human skin was jumping continuously, as if it was about to roll up into a scroll tube!
The words cannot be spoken, but they seem to be exploding in my ear with an unintelligible scripture.
No, it's indeed a recitation of scriptures!
It's coming from the mouth of the General Ghost!
"Hissing... Ha... I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Ah Gong, that bald old monk, is still staring at this scroll. He's been reciting scripture! The old monk recites scripture, this ghost is finished! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Old Gong was shocked.
I was even more shocked.
A strong sense of regret and fear rose up within me, because I had been hesitating whether to continue using the scroll to subdue Old Gong. If I had done so, he might have been put in a dangerous situation!
Now, it had become an inadvertent murder of a "ghost" using a sword!
