My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 545 - 481: The Grudge - Meeting Heterodox Dao Again

Chapter 545: Chapter 481: The Grudge - Meeting Heterodox Dao Again

"It’s an illusion technique!"

"No, it’s the Bloodsmoke Illusion Technique, the Rainbow Gate!"

"They’ve even mixed real ghosts in it!"

"······"

Amid their discussion, people started to fight vigorously.

After doing a lot of walking then abruptly stopping, people were dumbfounded to discover they’d returned to the starting point, trapped as if in a ghost wall.

The Chu clan disciples didn’t even discern any trace of the illusion formation.

A group of Chu family disciples looked serious. Clearly, each had underestimated the situation.

A hundred-leg insect dies, but isn’t stiff, can an Infant God clan not have some foundation?

If it wasn’t for Wang Zijia’s sudden appearance, his overwhelming strength, and ruthless attacks, which didn’t give the Murong family enough reaction time.

The situation in Mansion City tonight, had it been delayed for an hour or two, might have ended differently.

The current situation is the perfect example.

Even though Chu Lin commanded the strength to destroy the entire market square, he had not achieved an utterly dominant position, resulting in an embarrassing situation of being trapped in an illusion formation.

"Ask for backup, we’re still not sure what those two are up to, anything could happen if we’re late!"

"So many people have been killed, and most of this city are low-level monks, if they’re planning some evil method, I fear a great disaster is imminent!"

"Yes, Great Elder, ask for backup, if we delay any longer, this city will be doomed!"

"······"

Under the chattering advice of his disciples, Chu Lin reluctantly chose to ignite his magic sword and ask Wang Zijia for help.

"Struggle!"

In the next moment, the magic sword vibrated. Under everyone’s shocked gaze, it turned into Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia paused slightly. After quickly receiving the gist of the information transmitted by divine thought, Wang Zijia did not communicate with the Chu family disciples at all.

He simply floated up, his eyes turning golden.

The divine light flickering, he scanned the entire city below, in the next moment, Wang Zijia’s gaze sharpened.

"Break!"

With Wang Zijia’s breezy command, his eyes emitted a ray of golden light, entirely pooled from the power of his mind, straight into the city centre bustling with fog.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, the illusion formation’s core was shattered by the divine light, and the thick fog surrounding quickly dispersed.

"Help me!"

"Ah... there’s a monster!"

"A demon!"

"········"

As the fog dispersed, the noisy sounds quickly replaced the eerie silence.

In many places within the city, various demon dao were causing trouble.

However, what truly terrified everyone was that at the city centre, the Market Square’s core place, where there was originally a skeleton-like structure towering several feet. But now, it had completely transformed.

Countless pieces of fragmented meat were squirming within the skeleton frame, numerous human heads were sinkingly floating in it, screaming and struggling.

Judging from the heads, besides many of Market Square’s scattered cultivators, there were also a few people from the Murong family.

The original skeleton structure was nowhere to be found, at this moment, it was replaced by a demon structured entirely by flesh and blood, its entire body entwined with an ominous aura and resentment, constantly squirming and struggling.

The main skull of the skeleton, was a somewhat distorted human face. The huge face was covered in vague flesh, with quite a few skulls from the Murong family disciples embedded on it.

However, everyone could vaguely identify from the face that it was the defender of this place: Murong Guangping!

There were also many ghost-like phantasms around, grabbing monks who were still alive and throwing them inside.

In the midst of their harsh screams, flesh squirmed while countless heads torn amidst it, swallowed in the crowd, gradually becoming one of them.

As Wang Zijia broke the illusion formation, the originally closed-eyed face of Murong Guangping opened its eyes.

In such a state, it was obvious he had already completely turned into a demon, undergoing detrimental mutation. But it was not known what special means had been used to barely retain some memories or perhaps, obsessiveness.

Seeing Wang Zijia instantly, the enormous flesh and bone skeleton became animated.

"Roar!"

"It’s Chu Jiefu, it’s Chu Jiefu!"

"Kill Chu Jiefu!"

"Exterminate the Chu family!"

"Revenge, we seek revenge!"

As the flesh and bone skeleton came alive, all struggling heads in it opened their mouths together, chanting crazed words.

The strong spiritual pollution twisted the faces of many survivors in the city, faces started to emerge from under their skin, and they began to show signs of madness.

Let alone ordinary people, quite a few A-class disciples from the Chu family showed painful expressions.

Wang Zijia’s gaze turned slightly cold. To complete such an Infant God-level demon transformation in such a short time, clearly, the Murong family had been studying it for more than a day or two.

However, it was unlikely they aimed to create this kind of ghostly abomination, they should’ve wanted to control wicked ghosts, to prevent the Murong family from further decline after the death of Murong Cheng.

With the howls of countless heads, the flesh and blood skeleton of several feet was fully activated, taking steps towards Wang Zijia.

"Nonsense!"

Wang Zijia, floating in the air, gestured and Gu Yuncheng’s phantom reappeared from behind him.

"Sword Dao: Seven Swords to Cut the Sky!"

With a downward slash from Wang Zijia, a massive sword light split the Flesh and Bone Skeleton into two halves. He slightly adjusted his power to avoid tearing open the city below.

Yet in the next moment, the skeleton didn’t die or even collapse.

Flesh sprouts rapidly appeared at the wound of the cleaved Flesh and Bone Skeleton, reconnecting it. As if the Sword Qi at the wound had no effect.

"Hmm..."

However, during the skeleton’s healing process, in a hidden corner of the city below, a low groan was heard.

"Huh?"

Wang Zijia looked at the rapidly recovering Flesh and Bone Skeleton and revealed a surprised expression.

"A Demon of this level should not be able to resist the effects of Sword Qi and quickly heal."

With a flash of his thought, Wang Zijia, his eyes flickering with Spiritual Light, looked at the Flesh and Bone Skeleton.

The reason why the Flesh and Bone Skeleton, which had already completed healing, wasn’t moving was because its wounds had not completely healed. A strange force was helping it to heal and to disrupt the erosion of the Sword Qi.

"Reality and the Illusion, Illusion Technique? Bloodsmoke? This aura seems a bit familiar..."

With a slight movement of his thought, Five Ghosts instantly appeared and turned into five groups of ghost fog, rushing towards the Flesh and Bone Skeleton, which was charging again.

The ghost fog spread, enveloping the skeleton and forming a clash with the Five Ghosts.

Wang Zijia did not join the fight, and a tortoise shell appeared in front of him. Under Wang Zijia’s Magical Power Fluctuation, the tortoise shell jumped for a moment.

’Calculation Dao: Karma, Heavenly Heart Seeking!!’

In Wang Zijia’s eyes, numerous silk threads emerged from the Ghost Fog-covered Flesh and Bone Skeleton.

At the same time, a Blood Light appeared in Wang Zijia’s eyes. The ghost fog-enveloped Demon had strands of Pollution that stealthily entered Wang Zijia’s body through some entanglement in the darkness.

Sinners shall be backlash!

"Value+3765!"

However, just as the backlash appeared, Wang Zijia promptly exchanged it, preventing it from infecting the Infant God.

When Wang Zijia’s eyes regained clarity, he looked at the dense karma thread appearing on the Ghost Fog-covered Flesh and Bone skeleton.

"Got you!"

In the next moment, Wang Zijia picked out a particularly thick thread of karma.

Following the silk thread, Wang Zijia looked towards the corner of the city down below.

"No good!"

In the city, a voluptuous woman who had originally disguised herself as a civilian woman and was hiding in some ruins, was immediately alarmed.

Without a second word, her body quickly dissolved and shattered into illusion.

"You think you can escape!"

’Daoist art: Heavy Mountain!’

With a sneer, Wang Zijia pushed his hand down in the air!

Hundreds of meters away, a corner of the street suddenly experienced strong suction, and a massive gravity force appeared.

"Bang!"

A figure was pulled out from the stealth state, instantly half-kneeling on the ground. The mountain-like gravity instantly pressed on her, making her whole body tremble and immobilizing her.

Wang Zijia’s figure floated down from the sky, arriving in front of the voluptuous woman.

The woman was good-looking, albeit a bit seductive.

She had a great figure, which, under the gravitational force, looked somewhat distorted. It seemed that her assets couldn’t withstand their own weight.

"Bloodsmoke Illusion Technique? Did Feng Yingzhong send you?" Wang Zijia looked at the woman. Feeling the familiar aura on her, he asked.

Back in the Three Realms Temple Ruins, he had used Chu Jiefu’s identity when he had a conflict with Feng Yingzhong.

Upon hearing Wang Zijia’s words, the woman no longer hesitated and resolutely activated an order symbol.

A phantom quickly coalesced beside her, Feng Yingzhong’s old face appeared. Ignoring the woman, he looked at Wang Zijia and said with a nonchalant smile,

"How is it, Master Chu? I said we would meet again. Didn’t I keep my word?"

With those words, he looked at the Blood and Flesh Skeleton covered by the ghost fog, fighting with the Five Ghosts. Although he couldn’t see the situation, at least the situation hadn’t completely resolved.

"Do you like the gift I sent for our meeting?":

Wang Zijia squinted his eyes, "You’re quick. I haven’t gone to find you, but you rushed over!"

"I’m different from you, Master Chu. I am a lonely person with the world as my home. I’m afraid you won’t be able to find me, so I came myself."

Feng Yingzhong’s illusory figure said to Wang Zijia with a beaming smile, "This trash shouldn’t pose a challenge to Master Chu. I’m here today to send my regards and congratulate Master Chu for ’exiting seclusion’. Do you like it, Master Chu?"

"Are you threatening me?" Wang Zijia’s eyes flickered with a cold light.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me, Master Chu, I’m here to help you! You have too many ties. It’s not beneficial for your cultivation. Otherwise, with your talents and skills, you should have been more famous than me in Changbao," Feng Yingzhong said with a smile.

"Very well, Feng Yingzhong from the Color Gate? I hope you can remain this complacent later!" Wang Zijia’s eyes glowed coldly.

"Ah, Master Chu, are you angry? I’m so scared!" said Feng Yingzhong, feigning a terrified reaction.

In the next moment, his eyes also lit up with a cold light, "When I wanted to make peace before, you insisted on going mad. I told you, this isn’t over and today, I’ve officially greeted you!"

"Oh really? I’m looking forward to your trick!" With a flicker in his eyes, Wang Zijia nonchalantly dismissed Feng Yingzhong. With a wave of his hand, he executed the voluptuous woman before him.