148: Chapter 148 Rampaging Snake-Man Evil Spirit

Ahead, a black stone altar stood, emitting a foul, fishy stench.

In the very center of the altar sat an extremely eerie skeleton in a cross-legged position.

The lower half of the skeleton was cross-legged, but atop its neck sat a massive snake skull!

At this moment, a thick layer of blood Qi swirled around the snake-headed skeleton.

Strands of crimson flesh were frantically growing and writhing along the pale white bones, looking utterly disgusting.

Not far from the skeleton, three skin-and-bone mummies lay scattered about.

Judging by the remnants of their clothing, they were the three Xuanguan Peak Martial Artists from the God-Invoking Sect who had previously slipped away.

"This is a Demon People!"

Ouyang Wanqing's face suddenly darkened. Her water-blue longsword emitted a crisp ring, as if facing a great enemy.

Shen Lingfu's mouth hung slightly open in shock. She tightened her grip on the cold, glinting dagger in her hand, her face filled with disbelief.

"Right at the foot of the capital, under the Emperor's very nose, how could a Demon People appear?"

"Demon, my ass!"

Chen Shanzhi sneered and shook his head, cutting them off directly.

"Demon People are born of parents too; they have flesh and blood!

Look at this thing; flesh is only just starting to hang off its bones. This is an Evil Spirit!"

Hearing the words "Evil Spirit," a realization flashed through Ouyang Wanqing and Shen Lingfu's minds.

"No wonder..."

A look of realization flashed in Ouyang Wanqing's beautiful eyes.

"Looking at it now, those villagers are likely all cultists of the God-Invoking Sect!

There's likely an extremely well-hidden, small Secret Realm beneath Shi Village.

And this Evil Spirit trapped in the Secret Realm was probably released by those three from the God-Invoking Sect in a desperate move."

"Giggle... These fools from the God-Invoking Cult really outsmarted themselves."

Shen Lingfu looked at the three mummies on the ground and mocked them without reservation.

"It seems they wanted to release this Evil Spirit as a trump card, but they lost control and were sucked dry as blood food instead."

"Damn, these bastards from the God-Invoking Sect are disgusting even in death," Chen Shanzhi cursed under his breath.

He watched the flesh on the Serpent-man Evil Spirit grow thicker and thicker, and the killing intent in his eyes surged.

The monster had absorbed all the blood Qi of three Xuanguan Peak Martial Artists, and its aura was rising at a visible rate.

If it were allowed to fully regrow its flesh, what then?

Take its life while it's weak!

Chen Shanzhi never cared for martial ethics.

"Attack together! Use your full power in one strike and turn it to ash!"

Chen Shanzhi gave a thunderous shout, and his legs suddenly exerted force.

He instantly pushed his Minor Achievement Spirit Sparrow Steps to their limit.

A "bang" of an air explosion rang out!

Chen Shanzhi's body was like a cannonball leaving the barrel, leaving behind an afterimage as he crossed dozens of steps in the blink of an eye, pouncing directly onto the altar!

While in mid-air, the True Essence within Chen Shanzhi's body surged frantically like floodwaters from an opened gate.

The First Transformation of the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art of the Witch God was activated without reservation!

*Buzz!*

A faint golden light, appearing almost solid, instantly surfaced on Chen Shanzhi's exposed skin, making him look like a wrathful Vajra!

"Die for me!"

Chen Shanzhi roared and threw a punch. A move from the Yin-Yang Return to Origin Fist, carrying fierce and peerless Extreme Yang Energy, slammed toward the snakeman's face!

The wind from the punch whistled, and the surrounding air was compressed by the strike, producing a series of sonic booms!

Ouyang Wanqing's reaction was lightning-fast.

Her feet tapped the ground lightly, and her figure flitted onto the altar like a butterfly through flowers.

She jerked the water-blue longsword in her hand, and True Essence from her Xuanguan Eleven Apertures poured into it frantically.

*Swish!*

A water-blue Sword Qi several zhang long and extremely sharp, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, slashed toward the snakeman's neck at a tricky angle.

On the other side, Shen Lingfu perfectly illustrated the saying, "nothing is more poisonous than a woman's heart."

A sweet smile hung on her pure and lovely face, but her footwork was like a ghost.

Without anyone noticing, Shen Lingfu had already moved to the side and rear of the snakeman.

The cold, glinting dagger in her hand showed no hesitation.

It turned into a cold light like a poisonous snake, stabbing straight at the snakeman's narrow eyes that had just grown eyeballs!

At the same time, the remaining four Xuanguan Peak guards also became bloodshot-eyed.

Flashes of blades and shadows of swords, fist prints and palm winds, they unleashed their hidden trump cards, bombarding the center of the altar from all directions!

The Serpent-man Evil Spirit, which had been refining blood Qi with its eyes closed, suddenly snapped open its narrow, crimson vertical pupils.

Seeing the terrifying attacks coming from all sides, its eyes were filled with rage at having its meal interrupted.

"A bunch of ants... seeking death!"

The Serpent-man Evil Spirit, which had been refining blood Qi with its eyes closed, let out a raspy, ear-piercing roar and suddenly opened its narrow, cold vertical pupils.

Its hands, which were still just bone, suddenly clapped together, instantly forming an extremely eerie hand seal: "Congeal!"

*Buzz!*

A blood-colored barrier, so thick it was almost black, instantly formed around it like an inverted bowl, protecting it firmly in the center!

However, it had overestimated its current strength and underestimated the explosive power of Chen Shanzhi and the others!

"Boom!!!"

A deafening roar echoed!

Chen Shanzhi's fierce Pure Yang Fist Print was the first to slam heavily into the blood-colored barrier!

Immediately after, Ouyang Wanqing's Sword Qi, Shen Lingfu's dagger, and the lethal moves of the four guards poured down like a violent storm!

Even though the Evil Spirit had absorbed the blood Qi of three experts, the defense it had hastily set up could not withstand such concentrated fire!

*Crack!*

The blood-colored barrier didn't even last half a breath; its surface was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks before it shattered with a bang!

But that half-breath pause gave the Serpent-man Evil Spirit a moment to breathe.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in its crimson eyes. It quickly formed a hand seal with one hand and spat out a crude syllable: "Swift!"

*Swish!*

Just as the crowd's attacks were about to tear it to pieces, the Serpent-man Evil Spirit's body suddenly twisted strangely and vanished from the spot!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

All the attacks missed, slamming heavily onto the black altar!

But they only kicked up a cloud of dust.

Just then, on the open ground three meters away from the large pit, the space rippled like water.

The figure of the Serpent-man Evil Spirit tumbled out in an extremely pathetic state.

As soon as it appeared, a look of extreme astonishment flashed in its crimson vertical pupils.

Looking down at its turtle-speed teleportation distance, its snake mouth hung wide open.

What happened?

With the support of the surrounding black mist, this Escape Technique of its could teleport it over a dozen zhang with a single thought!

Even if its Divine Soul was currently weak, this Spell should have at least allowed it to escape several zhang away, directly creating a safe distance!

But now, it felt as if it were stuck in a quagmire. Despite its best efforts, it had only teleported a mere three meters!

It instinctively raised its head and hurriedly looked around.

With one look, the Serpent-man Evil Spirit almost had its eyes pop out.

Where was the black mist?

Where was the overwhelming black mist of the Evil Array that could isolate perception?

Why wasn't there even a single trace left?

Without the cover of the black mist, this open square, under the pale moonlight, was as bright as a stage!

It didn't have time to think.

For Chen Shanzhi and his group of wolf-like and tiger-like Martial Artists, what was the difference between three meters and being right in its face?

"It's here, get it!"

Chen Shanzhi was sharp-eyed. The moment he saw the Serpent-man Evil Spirit appear, the floor tiles beneath his feet suddenly shattered.

Like a maggot on a bone, he stuck to it once again.