Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 80 - 78: Formation Collapse, Grandfather and Grandson Chat

Chapter 80: Chapter 78: Formation Collapse, Grandfather and Grandson Chat

In the underground palace on the other side.

As the ground inexplicably collapsed over a large area, many bizarre creatures responded to call.

The entire tomb annex seemed to have turned back into an inanimate object, and the danger level sharply decreased.

Headed by Wang Yunhu and the others, the main force finally used this opportunity at "Jingsu" to block the last "Weird·Judge".

As expected, just like "Jishan", the "Judge" had also been assimilated and twisted into a monster by the "Construction Director".

The group of eunuchs who had originally carried its palanquin had completely merged with him, their lower halves melded into the form of a ferocious beast, while his upper body remained that of the "Judge" himself.

His entire body was embedded with eyes, leaving no blind spot in his sight.

This was the divine beast guarding "Jingsu" — "Jing Mu’an"!

It was said that since "Jing Mu’an" could discern good from evil and was fond of fighting, the government office often painted this divine beast on the doors of prisons.

But with the "Judge", only a thorough wickedness remained.

"When ’Jingsu’ is in charge, things generally go awry with plagues abundant, and all endeavours turn disadvantageous, draining wealth with numerous disasters!"

An authoritative shout, like a storm, swept through the hearts of everyone in the tomb chamber.

"Those who injure others shall be executed, and those who shield them shall face joint punishment!"

Although the "Treasonous Handwriting" negated the immediate fatal effect, most people were still violently thrown through the air by an invisible force, with many suffering broken bones and limbs on the spot.

There were continuous screams for a moment.

Perhaps except for a few younger Tomb Guardians who never had the chance, every person here was an irremediable murderer.

As for injuring others, none could escape.

If it weren’t for the "Treasonous Handwriting," everyone present, except for the Magician, would likely have been wiped out in one fell swoop.

At this moment.

Wang Yunhu, despite the pressure from the "Judge", drew his Tiger Head Saber, charging forward like a tiger descending the mountain.

Behind him, the remaining Tomb Guardians formed the "White Tiger Seven Killings Formation", their military aura rising under the integration of the "Imperial Decree Tiger Talisman", transforming into a roaring white tiger with its head raised to the sky.

Under this innate divine ability, the more Tomb Guardians who formed the array, the stronger the power Wang Yunhu could exert.

By his side.

Lady Peach Fairy threw out a dozen blood-red peach pits, which arrived before the ones thrown earlier.

Pitter-patter...

The peach pits exploded in succession, rapidly growing black peach branches covered in red seal script, resembling countless ghostly claws that tightly ensnared the "Judge".

But the "Judge’s" sentencing did not rely on his mouth, but instead directly echoed in everyone’s minds.

"Those who offend official authority..."

Before he could finish, Wang Yunhu exploded off the ground with his feet, lunging at the "Judge" like a fired cannonball.

Biting the tip of his tongue.

A mouthful of rebellious blood, belonging to "eagle eyes and wolf’s gaze," was fiercely sprayed onto the "Judge’s" face.

In an instant, it caused a large plume of green smoke, as if sulfuric acid had been splashed.

This was indeed a commoner’s wrath, blood splashing three feet!

Overthrow from below, killing a superior!

It was even more useful than Wang Yuan’s "Ghost King Altar Sealing Seal" when targeting specific "Weirds".

And while the rule of killing was disrupted, Wang Yunhu had already raised his saber and beheaded the "Judge".

Everyone had just relaxed.

Boom!

A thunderclap suddenly resounded in everyone’s minds, followed by a soul-piercing, grievous scream from all directions.

The tomb annex seemed to have been struck by lightning, with soil and rocks trickling down, as if suddenly slain.

This was also the moment when the "Thunder Skill·Shaking Ghost Strike Thunder" struck.

"Quick, nail down the Earth’s veins; let’s get out first."

The Earth’s vein node was right at "Jingsu", everyone hurriedly grabbed peach wood stakes and forcefully nailed them into the Earth’s veins, escaping via the pit left behind by the "Construction Director" who had tried to capture Wang Yuan.

Standing in the pit and looking back.

In the pouring rain.

The last tomb annex of the Owl God’s Talons, "Swallowing Evil", seemed to have had its tendons pulled out and collapsed thunderously, burying everything underground.

Collapsing at the same time was also most of the "Owl God Snatching Food Array" centered around the "Owl God Tomb".

From then on, although the "Owl God Tomb" remained powerful,

it was like a king in white dragon fish clothing, having lost the heavy guard of the Forbidden Army, left to rely solely on its own strength.

No longer able to randomly consume the lives of residents from Beimang Mountain and the surrounding eight counties, the two hundred-year-old evil practice of the "Elder Care Pavilion" came to an abrupt halt.

And they could only be described as both sides suffering.

Out of the forty-six people who initially entered the tomb, less than a third were now alive to come up.

All bandits were wiped out, and only a handful of Tomb Guardians remained, merely a few cats big and small.

Even among the seven who practiced magic, they were missing Cui Tong and Fan Zhang.

The second eldest of the Ma family lost a shoulder, and Lang Qi became much quieter.

The losses could not be said to be anything but heavy.

But at this time, no one had noticed that the four-finger marks on their wrists and ankles had not faded in the slightest.

Their fortunes remained as unpredictable as ever.

Just like the countless years that had passed.

Once afflicted by the "Weird," one might initially feel fine, but a year, two years, or three years might pass, and then one day, they could suddenly die of unknown causes.

Among the survivors,

Lady Peach Fairy stared at the collapsed grand tomb in the torrential rain, her face extremely sour.

’Cui Tong...’

If it weren’t for the faint sense of the "Peach Blossom Seal" still on "Cui Tong," her mental state would have probably completely collapsed.

...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The only sounds left were the wind and the rain.

It seemed the world outside the window had been dragged underwater, with curtains of water hanging upside down, and the Heavenly River rolling on, with no end to the rain in sight.

In the dilapidated Temple of the Mountain God, the mud-sculpted deity had long lost much of its original appearance.

It vaguely resembled that "Weird" entity known for twisting people’s necks.

Whatever the connection between the two, he was too lazy to explore it, as long as it didn’t trouble him.

Wang Yuan had undone the "Transformation into Tiger Technique," reverting to human form, and managed to find a temporary shelter in the ruined temple where he could take cover from the rain.

Finding the place too small and dirty to lay down Huang Wu’s body, he could only continue holding her in his arms, employing his immense non-human qi-blood to completely dry them both.

He turned to look at the old man still standing in the heavy rain outside the window.

His gaze carried surprise and investigation, but no trace of fear.

The grandfather was still dressed in his usual ordinary clothes, except for the bull’s horn on his head, resembling an ordinary old man out for a walk after a meal.

But standing in the rain, he was not wet at all; he looked more like a phantom.

Staying in the rain seemed to make him even more comfortable.

This was a supernatural tfulness that his grandfather had never shown in front of him over the past fifteen years.

Perhaps today many past questions could be answered?

The somewhat gaunt old man watched as his grandson shifted between human and tiger forms, but his expression remained unchanged.

He directly instructed,

"Don’t dawdle, check Xiao Wu’s body first. The Yili King or the Luoyang Royal Mansion might have left some traps."

"Oh, okay."

Reminded by his grandfather, he realized that removing the hidden dangers from Huang Wu was the top priority at the moment.

It was only then that Wang Yuan found the time to closely observe Huang Wu’s body.

The delicate brows and eyes of the fifteen-year-old girl were exactly the same as those of the little female ghost; her ebony-black hair was adorned with a Phoenix Hairpin, only missing that flying phoenix pattern on her forehead.

She was dressed in a fiery red Phoenix-patterned wedding dress, her feet in a pair of delicate, thin, red embroidered shoes.

This was the rule of ghost transformation; the true appearance of a ghost is that of their appearance at death, which is why Huang Wu always looked like a bride in a ghostly gown.

Being confined to the mirror, she couldn’t wear clothes offered to her through burning paper clothes.

Without fumbling on the body and with the help of the "Unsightly Observation," he quickly found something unusual on Huang Wu.

Gently lifting the corner of Huang Wu’s dress, a delicate ankle and jade-like pale calf were revealed.

On the ankle was a blood-red "Soul-Locking Bracelet," similar to the "Heavenly Facing Householder," firmly locking her in place.

"Indeed there are contingencies, the older, the craftier," he mused.

Wang Yuan didn’t attempt to forcefully remove it but instead took out a "Talisman: Fire Dragon Coiled Sword" and gently flicked at the "Soul-Locking Bracelet."

To cut down evil spirits, suppress ghosts, subdue demons, and drive away devils!

Boom!

The "Soul-Locking Bracelet" immediately burned into ash on its own, but it didn’t harm Huang Wu’s skin at all.

After finally resolving the problem, Wang Yuan looked up at the old man again and said indifferently,

"Grandpa, do you have something you want to tell me?"

The old man remained as calm and relaxed as ever, even lighting a cigarette for himself in the rain, smoking leisurely.

It was just like the time when he was eight years old and accidentally caught him secretly reading a book called "Jade Pavilion Spring."

Well, "Daling Tomb Tiger" Wang Wenhua had three passions in life: smoking, drinking, and reading novels.

The old man leisurely exhaled a ring of smoke and finally addressed him directly,

"A-Yuan, grandpa has indeed been hiding something from you all along.

Life is unpredictable; in fact, you’ve been an orphan since fifteen years ago, and I was already dead then."

As he watched for the "shocked" expression on Wang Yuan’s face, he suddenly winked at him,

"Just kidding, I’m not completely dead."

This old man, who seemed to have seen through life and death and could use it for casual jest, was initially keen to see his grandson’s range of emotions on his face.

However, he discovered that the "shock" on Wang Yuan’s face was quickly suppressed.

Wang Yuan then said expressionlessly,

"Kidding, I... already knew."

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