Above the Great Dao
Chapter 440 - 212: Mingfeng Pavilion, A Tough Battle!_2

Chapter 440: Chapter 212: Mingfeng Pavilion, A Tough Battle!_2

Snoring sounds came from the floor above.

Situ Wen whispered softly, "I have never seen Manager Qiu’s strength, but everyone should be more or less the same. However, I heard that his Thunder Body Technique is an extremely fierce and domineering secret technique."

"...killing Liu Bei is not a problem, but how could his brothers let it go once they learn of it?"

Chen Shi looked around and was slightly startled. He noticed that the Peony Pavilion was decorated with opera masks depicting various characters, hanging everywhere on the walls, including the roles of Sheng, Xiaosheng, Wusheng, Huadan, Qingyi, Waist, Daomadan, Zhengjing, Wujing, and others, all looking lifelike.

Chen Shi swiftly scanned the room and found the stairs, silently making his way upstairs.

"I twist around and report to the Empress Dowager~"

Chen Shi heard the singing getting closer, his heart pounding as the voice sang the words "twist around," it had arrived at the Peony Pavilion!

The singing seemed to come from downstairs!

And it seemed to come from the walls!

Downstairs, there was no one, only masks on the walls!

Could it be, at this moment, that the masks were performing the opera?

Chen Shi felt a sudden thump in his heart, rushed upstairs with utmost speed to the second floor of the Peony Pavilion, where there were bedrooms, white bed curtains hung layer upon layer, dozens of layers deep. Chen Shi burst through the curtains and reached the center of the room, looking around, the bed was empty, the bedding turned over.

When he touched it, the nest of blankets was still warm.

Manager Qiu, had just gotten out of bed not long ago!

Chen Shi looked around and noticed that this bedroom was surprisingly large; the wind coming from outside blew the curtains, revealing the enormous ghost god faces painted on all four surrounding walls.

Each wall had one ghost god face, some with green faces and sharp teeth, some with three eyes and red hair, some with three heads, and the last face had heads hanging from its neck, bloody and gruesome.

These ghostly faces on the four walls, meticulously drawn with fine brushwork, gave a solemn appearance, signaling that the spirits could be hidden within the walls, watching you with mocking and ferocious eyes.

From all directions they watched you.

The faces of the four ghost gods were so large, they occupied the entire wall.

"Turn their scheme against them!"

The singing echoed from downstairs and as it reached "turn their scheme," on the second floor of the Peony Pavilion, those huge ghostly faces on the walls suddenly opened their mouths, their voices loud, carrying a rich operatic tone.

"Forming~mates~"

Chen Shi realized the danger and instantly activated the Eight Extremes Golden Palace Divine Chapter, establishing eight gates, within which golden light swirled like a sphere, stirring the Divine Power toward the center of the Golden Core Field—within Chen Shi’s Dantian, the Nine-Turn Golden Pill!

At the same moment, the ghostly faces on the four walls struggled outward, bulging, transforming from flat to three-dimensional, with crackling and buzzing lightning, they began to grow out of the walls!

Chen Shi, surrounded on all four sides, saw ghostly faces lunging at him, a terrifying pressure attacked from all directions!

Chen Shi’s Eight Extremes formation was rapidly compressed by the overwhelming force, and his body creaked under the crushing pressure.

In mere moments, the four ghostly faces turned from ethereal to corporeal, transforming into flesh and blood, their massive mouths biting down from all sides!

Chen Shi firmly set his feet, with a rumbling sound, he crushed the second-floor floorboards, plunging downward.

He had just landed when he saw the roof collapsing; the four ghost god skulls had turned into four actual ghost god skulls, snorting smoke and shooting fire from their eyes, blowing the roof apart!

Chen Shi circulated his Qi-Blood, and saw around him, dozens of opera masks, around forty or fifty, began flying around him in circles.

"Are you Chen Shi?"

A voice sounded, and only then did Chen Shi notice a figure in white clothes, its back facing him, reaching for a floating Laosheng mask in the air.

The white-clothed figure’s shoulders did not move, but its neck did, turning sharply, it sneered, "Are you here to kill me?"

It was a face without features.

A blank face.

No eyes, mouth, nose, or ears.

He placed the Laosheng mask onto his own face, and suddenly, the face came alive, becoming as vivid as an actor on a stage!

"You’re here to kill me! Wa ha ha ha ha—"

His figure moved, and with a flash of lightning at his feet, he moved with ghost-like speed, the next moment, he was inside Chen Shi’s Golden Core Field, darting behind Chen Shi!

Alerted, Chen Shi impulsively activated the Thunder Body Technique, lightning exploding under his feet, dodging the strike that came from behind.

"Crack!"

Streaks of lightning wildly darted and struck, Chen Shi’s hair frizzed up, his feet treading lightning rapidly retreated back, with a loud crash, he burst through the Peony Pavilion, flipping over in mid-air to dodge this attack, but saw the lightning passing close by, blasting into the small lake in front of the Peony Pavilion.

The lake’s surface exploded, sending lightning and shockwaves in all directions!

Chen Shi, still in mid-air, heard the bellowing of the four giant ghost god skulls approaching, the one with green face and sharp teeth opening its mouth to spit out a stream of Yin wind. As the chilly wind passed, Chen Shi felt a bone-chilling cold, his whole body trembling, his blood as if about to freeze solid.

He managed to land with difficulty, his body aching from muscle cramps, another skull with three red-haired, three-eyed ghost god opened its three eyes, shooting out three divine lights.

Chen Shi bore the severe pain, rolling and dodging to avoid each attack. The three-headed ghost god skull rolled in mid-air, each head cackling eerily, each spraying out a stream of true fire, forming the Samadhi True Fire, burning towards Chen Shi!

"Situ Wen!"

Chen Shi, stepping on the Northern Dipper, moved through the air, his feet sparking with雷霆体用诀, dodging this barrage of attacks, he angrily said, "Didn’t you say you were on par with Manager Qiu?"

Situ Wen, also taken aback by Manager Qiu’s attack, stammered, "I only knew about his cultivation realm, I didn’t expect him to be this powerful. Besides Thunder Body Technique, he has another extremely powerful Cultivation Technique... Be careful!"

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