One of them touched his face, and his hand came away covered in a shocking crimson.
Only then did the pungent stench of blood reach their noses.
“Aaaah!”
Screams erupted, and almost at the same moment, the zhanmadao struck again, harvesting the lives in the room with ease.
The middle-aged man, 'Mr. Yang,' stood to the side. He waited until there were no more living souls in the room before pressing his right hand down.
Black and red lines of light interlaced across his body, forming a sacrificial robe, and a Nuo opera mask grew over his face.
The shadows behind him seethed, and the massive form of the lantern-carrying ghost emerged from within.
The usually steady lantern-carrying ghost was currently trembling with an irrepressible excitement.
“We are about to welcome back new internal organs. Don't let such a grand sacrifice go to waste.”
Hearing this, the lantern-carrying ghost slowly unfurled the umbrella in its hand.
Yin Yang walked beneath the umbrella and began to dance in front of the field of corpses.
...
“Hmm? A barrier? Something's happened!”
The moment the barrier rose, Chi Zhu and Ming Yang both lunged into the air, but they failed to escape before it closed. Their expressions grew increasingly grim.
“Is this the work of the True Knowledge Society?”
“I don't know. What on earth are those lunatics trying to do?”
“Whatever they're planning, the Li family can't be uninvolved in this.”
“Agreed.”
Chi Zhu fully supported Ming Yang's sentiment. After all, the Bureau Chief was a Demigod.
Trying to set up such a massive barrier right under a Demigod's nose—was that some kind of joke?
From this, one could infer that the Li family was either aware of the plan, or someone had betrayed the family and was secretly collaborating with the True Knowledge Society.
But regardless of which it was, the Li family bore an inescapable responsibility.
“Go save them?”
“No rush. They're just a bunch of parasites. Having a few more of them die is good for society.”
Hearing this, Ming Yang flexed his wrists, remaining suspended in mid-air alongside Chi Zhu.
Buzz—
Tens of thousands of locusts drifted toward them like a black cloud. Having nearly finished off the ordinary people near the ancestral hall, they intended to enter the Li Mansion to continue their feast.
Chi Zhu let out a cold snort. Divinity erupted from his body, instantly crushing the locusts into a pulp!
The locusts looked terrifying, but in reality, they were just ordinary creatures. Although they could eat humans, they were only at the level of something like piranhas.
They weren't even transcendent creatures, so they naturally died instantly upon facing a Demigod.
It was as if a rain of locusts had fallen from the sky. Ming Yang, however, was much more cautious.
He pulled a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, and pointed it at the ground.
Whoosh—
A line of fire sprayed out, causing the locust corpses on the ground to crackle and pop as they burned.
【Fire-Controller's Flask】, a transcendent item. Its function was to collect and release flames.
The side effect was that the user's internal moisture evaporated constantly, requiring frequent hydration.
“Hmm? A barrier within a barrier?”
Chi Zhu squinted toward the ancestral hall, seeing another barrier rising within it!
“It really is the Li family's doing!”
“They claimed they wiped out a True Knowledge Society nest and were being hunted by their god, but I think they've clearly joined forces with them!”
“It's possible.”
As the two spoke, another ripple of spiritual fluctuation spread out.
Their expressions changed simultaneously!
They felt a sense of divinity!
A divinity that was chaotic, yet incredibly vast!
“Just what is the Li family doing?”
...
Outside the ancestral hall, the Eldest Master was covered in blood.
Before him lay several skeletons—all that remained of the guests who had come to observe the ritual.
As for their flesh, it had long been stripped clean by the locusts.
Behind him stood over twenty people. These were all transcendents who possessed some degree of self-preservation and had barely survived the locust plague.
The Eldest Master looked up at the barrier rising within the ancestral hall, then at the shattered remains of his son's head. He felt the world spinning around him.
“I... am the legitimate eldest son of this family.”
“When danger came, you threw me outside and activated the barrier.”
“My two sons are dead, and my daughter is dead too.”
“Old Second's branch is wiped out. The only one left in the next generation is that useless brat from Old Third's branch.”
“Dad, is this what you wanted to see? Is this what you wanted?”
The people behind him heard this, and their expressions shifted wildly.
They thought to themselves: This must be a Li family secret. Why is the Eldest Master saying this now?
Does he intend to silence us?
As these thoughts crossed their minds, a room not far from the ancestral hall collapsed with a roar, and another barrier rose.
The Eldest Master turned his head and saw a person in a long robe wearing a grotesque mask watching him.
It was Yin Yang!
A person should have self-awareness.
The reason Yin Yang had been able to take down Mo Xiang before was due to the help of sealed objects, combined with a sneak attack using the opponent's blood obtained in advance.
Although the Eldest Master was not as strong as Mo Xiang, a Demigod was still a Demigod.
Facing such a powerful enemy, safety came first.
“Was it you who killed my children?”
The Eldest Master gritted his teeth, spitting out each word.
Yin Yang shook his head and said,
“What nonsense are you talking? Didn't you just kill your own children with two punches? Why are you blaming me?”
The Eldest Master's eyes were as red as blood as he frantically hammered on the barrier in front of Yin Yang.
“It must be you! You turned them into puppets!”
“It was you, wasn't it?!”
The Eldest Master's voice was manic. He desperately needed a reason to keep living.
And seeking revenge for his children was a very good reason.
Yin Yang burst into loud laughter.
“Since you're so reluctant to let them go, I can help you.”
As he spoke, his right hand grasped the air, and a staff materialized.
Thud.
The staff struck the ground. Some locusts that hadn't been killed yet flew back, desperately burrowing into the black-robed corpses.
In front of Yin Yang, an incense burner had appeared at some point, with wisps of blue smoke rising from it.
Vaguely, a grotesque ballad could be heard drifting from within.
“Golden heads, silver heads, swap the heads on Mid-Autumn night.”
“Cats aren't lost, dogs aren't lost, but no one collects the souls left behind.”
“Look ahead, look behind, demons and monsters, don't cause a fuss.”
“Jump ahead, blood sprays red, you look so lovely when you’re perfectly still.”
The black-robed corpses on the ground actually stood up again. However, beneath their robes was no longer flesh and blood, but layers of locusts piled upon one another.
“Dad, I'm in so much pain. Save me.”
“Dad, come and die with us, so our family can be together.”
“Dad, what my brother and sister said is true. Come join us, this is the secret to eternal life.”
Hearing his children's voices once again, the Eldest Master was driven to the brink of madness.
And this eerie scene terrified the transcendents behind him so much that they didn't dare move a muscle.
But as the ballad repeated, the expressions of those transcendents gradually became vacant, then slowly turned grotesque.
Pop.
One of them 'plucked' the head off the person in front of him, as if picking an apple.
...
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