At that mont, Li Yan’s vision blurred, and he saw an illusion again:
The old man he’d seen previously was now consud with despair, with a torn cloth draped over his face that appeared to have grown larger, as though intent on wrapping up his entire head.
The vision was fleeting, but Li Yan’s expression changed slightly as he spoke in a deep voice, "Be careful, he’s stalling for ti—the treasure is nearly in his grasp!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Mingzi attacked once more.
However, this ti, his target was not the Mountain God but to knock away the cloth bag that was on the ground behind the opponent.
"Get lost!"
The Mountain God, no longer smiling, had a fierce look on his fattened face, his small eyes glinting viciously. He swung his Wolf Fang Club from side to side, forcing Luo Mingzi to retreat.
The three of them realized that Li Yan’s assessnt was correct.
The man was purely playing for ti. Once he succeeded in obtaining the treasure, he would have no further concerns and could fight freely—there was a chance that even they would fall into danger.
The Daoist beside Li Yan picked up the sheathed sword of a fallen comrade and charged again, coordinating with Luo Mingzi.
Li Yan also took the opportunity to harass, buying ti for Luo Mingzi.
However, the beggar-like Mountain God was ruthless. His flabby flesh trembled as he swung his Wolf Fang Club fiercely, completely abandoning defense and forcing them all back ti after ti...
...
Inside another cave, the clash of weapons had ceased.
Blood flowed on the ground where more than a dozen n in black lay breathless, their small statures and broad-boned hands resembling rakes—all disciples of the old bandit.
The situation for Gu Chenzi and his people was also dire.
Their faces were covered in a layer of red moss, sitting on the ground powerlessly, glaring intently at the opposite side.
On the opposite side of the cave, the earth where Tai Sui had protruded was visible, but there were red sticks inserted into the ground, wrapped with red ropes binding Copper Coins.
It was clearly so sort of treasure-sealing spell.
The Hidden Treasure Man of the Xun You lineage, Old Crooked, also lay on the ground, his face covered with the sa red moss, but he looked serene.
He shook his head and sighed, "Why must you strive so desperately?"
"I have no desire to offend the Taixuan Orthodox Sect, but having spent years entering graves, the accumulation of yin poison in my body is severe. Without this treasure, I simply cannot survive this year."
"Do not worry, this ’Earth Blood Garnt’ is also made from Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure, it will not take a life; in another half-incense stick’s ti, it will dissipate on its own."
Gu Chenzi and the others were imnsely irritated.
This old devil was truly cunning, using the lives of his disciples to stall them while secretly releasing a unique poison made from Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure—colorless and odorless. By the ti they discovered it, they were all afflicted.
The eldest among them, Luo Fengzi, said in a heavy tone, "You brought this upon yourself. Once our people break the arrangent on the other side, do you think you can escape?"
"Ha ha ha..."
Old Crooked laughed dryly upon hearing this, shaking his head, "Do you think that, with my abilities, I would collaborate with just any Tom, Dick, or Harry?"
"That beggar’s real na is Chu Shan, one of the sixty-four Incense Masters of the Maitreya Sect!"
"Mountain Demon?"
Luo Fengzi clearly recognized the na and his expression changed slightly, "You’re talking nonsense. Rumor has it that Chu Shan is covered in black hair, bent over like a monkey. He’s long been dead. That beggar’s body is all fat; how could he be the sa person?"
"You can’t be blad."
Old Crooked shook his head, "I almost overlooked it as well. If it weren’t for him breaking my spells with the Maitreya Great Mantra, I wouldn’t have realized it’s the sa person."
"At its zenith, the Maitreya Sect spread across Divine State by aligning the sixty-four Incense Masters with the sixty-four hexagrams and brought together the secret techniques of Buddhist Tao and sorcery. If it wasn’t for the court’s inside maneuvering leading to their gathering in Guanzhong, how could you have captured them all at once?"
Luo Fengzi narrowed his eyes slightly, "You know of this?"
Old Crooked sneered, "There’s no wall in the world that doesn’t leak air. It’s a pity how many of the Guanzhong commoners died without knowing it was all a sche."
Luo Fengzi sighed, closed his eyes, and fell silent.
Old Crooked smacked his lips and didn’t speak further about the matter. Instead, he continued, "During the Qin and Han dynasties, Fang Xian Dao researched the Art of Immortality and created many strange Magic thods."
"One of them involved eating the flesh of the dead and decaying bodies to gather the energy of yin poison and develop a layer of fat, controllable with Hidden Energy of Martial Arts, called at Maitreya."
"I don’t know through what Chu Shan had gone through, but he practiced this Evil Skill, turning himself neither human nor ghost. Every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, rotten poison would erupt all over his body, covered in painful boils."
"If not for this reason, why would he abandon everything and hide in Chaotic Burial Mound?"
"He has achieved Force Transformation, and with this at Maitreya Evil Skill, I’m afraid your companions are already dead by now."
"Bullshit!"
Gu Chenzi was furious, swearing loudly.
Old Crooked smiled and said, "You should be worried about yourselves. I won’t take action, but that doesn’t an Chu Shan will spare you."
"Don’t worry too much, though. I anticipated your arrival, and this ’Earth Blood Garnt’ was prepared for you."
"In the end, I will need your help to leave Chaotic Burial Mound!"
"Ha ha ha..."
Suddenly, Luo Fengzi opened his eyes and said coldly, "Greed is in every heart; with Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure before you, do you think Chu Shan will spare you?"
Old Crooked replied smugly, "If it were before, I would be worried, and I even prepared a way to deal with Chu Shan, but after entering this place, I am no longer worried."
"This Tai Sui is much bigger than I imagined..."
...
In another cave, Li Yan’s gaze beca even more gloomy.
The Mountain God, previously transford by Tai Sui, had pleaded for help again, but now there was complete silence; even the clumps of flesh on the ground had ceased to wriggle.
It ant that the Hidden Treasure Man was nearing success.
And Chu Shan, with his formidable power and bizarre layers of fat, attacking relentlessly without defense, had many wounds covering his body, yet he repeatedly forced them back.
Elsewhere, Luo Mingzi had finally noticed another flaw in Chu Shan; despite being covered in injuries, he emitted the sll of rotting flesh, and even his blood had turned black-green.
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