LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 137 - 136: The Soul-Hooking Ma Mian
Chapter 137: Chapter 136: The Soul-Hooking Ma Mian
At this moment, the horse-faced ghost wore a face of astonishment and didn’t answer, instead muttering incessantly:
“Are you really Shen Luo? Impossible, it’s impossible… How can you appear here, how can you still be alive?”
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting!” Shen Luo was genuinely taken aback by the horse-faced ghost’s gibberish, he retorted harshly.
” Quick… put me down, I have something to say to you!” The horse-faced ghost finally came to his senses, shouting urgently.
After hesitating slightly, Shen Luo sensed that the horse-faced ghost posed no threat, so he immediately channeled his mana, which flowed through his meridians into the short spear in his hand.
With the short spear “peng” igniting flames, he realized that his dantian was filled with abundant mana, clearly maintaining his previous cultivation state from the third level of the Nameless Heavenly Book.
He took a step forward and wielded the short spear at the black qi ropes entwining the horse-faced ghost. The fire flared like a blade cutting the black rope apart.
The horse-faced ghost fell from the pillar, stumbled to kneel, and its white mane spread out from behind its head.
Just as it raised its head, the tip of a fire spear was aimed at its forehead.
“Speak, how do you know me?” Shen Luo sternly demanded.
The horse-faced ghost had an odd expression but before it could speak, the altar beneath them began to shake violently as if a monstrous creature were moving towards them.
The green ghost flames flickered on the bone corpses on the side.
Shen Luo felt his mind shake along with the trembling altar beneath him, not knowing what had happened, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, creating an inexplicable fear.
Then, he heard a chant of “Black Mountain, Black Mountain” coming from the direction of the tremors, the voices were sometimes far, sometimes near, indeterminate as if one person was shouting or thousands were calling, creating an eerie atmosphere.
“Damn, it’s the Black Mountain Old Demon!” The horse-faced ghost struggled to stand and shrieked.
Shen Luo had no patience to question the horse-faced ghost further, he looked in the direction of the sound, and vaguely saw a massive, black mountain emerge.
Even if he didn’t know what the “Black Mountain Old Demon” was, the grandeur was enough to show it wouldn’t be easy to handle. So, he picked up all the short spears from the ground, slung them over his shoulder, and began to jog away from the altar, planning to leave as quickly as possible.
“Hey, Shen Luo, wait for me…” The horse-faced ghost shouted then leapt from the altar to follow closely behind.
Shen Luo paid no heed and continued to run.
Thus, the human and ghost ran in opposite directions to the approaching “Black Mountain Old Demon”.
However, they hadn’t gone far when Shen Luo heard the sound of gale howling from behind him. He couldn’t help but look back and his heart skipped a beat.
The yellow cloud above the altar suddenly twisted and swirled, revealing an incredibly large ghost face.
This ghost face was vague and the facial features were blurry. The mouth suddenly opened wide, splitting apart its entire face. The yellow clouds inside rolled, releasing a fearsome pull.
Next, Shen Luo saw the entire altar beneath the giant face begin to shake violently, and abruptly uproot. With the anguished screams of the ghosts echoing, the altar, along with the ten bone corpse piles, flew into the giant mouth.
“Hehe, don’t think about escaping…” An eerie laugh echoed from the sky.
The giant face suddenly tilted, changing its perspective from looking down vertically at the earth to looking forward. The surrounding yellow cloud suddenly turned pitch black, became a howling gale and pursued Shen Luo.
Cursing inwardly, but without knowing what to do, Shen Luo could only run desperately.
“Shen Luo, it’s useless. This Black Mountain Old Demon is a Ghost King at the Nascent Soul Stage. We can’t escape like this.” The horse-faced ghost roared from behind.
As the words fell, the yellow clouds above their heads suddenly turned pitch black. Amid turbulent clouds, an incredibly large black giant hand stretched out and pressed down like five mountain ranges.
Shen Luo looked back to see that the giant hand eclipsing the sky. They couldn’t outrun the overwhelming hand with their speed. Continuing to run was pointless.
“So be it, let’s fight…” He steeled his heart, suddenly halted, and spun around.
He took a short spear from his body, channeled his mana into it, held it in one hand, took a few steps forward, swung his arm mightily, and threw it upwards.
The short spear, as the mana was channeled into it, spurred a circle of crimson flames and whistled like an arrow towards the black giant hand.
There was a loud ‘boom’!
The flame short spear exploded on impact with the giant hand.
However, the short spear was too insignificant compared to the giant hand blocking the sky. Even when it exploded, it was merely a small firework lighting up the night sky, flickering briefly before dissipating.
The black giant hand didn’t even pause, continuing to press down.
“No use, we can’t stop it…” The horse-faced ghost stood shoulder to shoulder with Shen Luo, shaking his head in despair.
Shen Luo furrowed his eyebrows. He took another short spear from his body, again invested his mana, turning it into a fiery short spear and hurled it.
Once a spear was thrown, another one followed, the whistling sounds sounded continuously.
He threw out all the remaining six short spears, which as magical instruments, were far more powerful than any Talismanic Instrument when forcefully empowered with mana and brute strength.
“Boom boom boom…”
The sound of explosions echoed in the sky as the force of the explosive fire spears continuously overlapped, transforming a small firework into a huge sea of flames.
After the sea of flames spread, Shen Luo took out the one-foot-long crystal spear that radiated a compelling cold aura from his sleeve.
He tightly gripped the little spear with both hands, the Nameless Cultivation Technique within his body worked rapidly, his whole mana gushed out from his dantian and was pumped into the spear without any reservation.
The brilliant icy spear in his hands immediately radiated a dazzling white light, and ballooned into a giant icy spear about a yard long.
“Go!”
With an explosive shout from Shen Luo, he once again exerted all his strength and threw the icy spear diagonally upwards.