Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 583 582: Witchcraft of the Hou Tu Hall! (2nd Update)

Within the venue of the Beijing Expo Center.

Qin Heng and Xia Shuang had already arrived at the gallery exhibiting ancient artifacts from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The number of ancient artifacts here was small, but they were all exquisite bronzes or oracle bones.

Many visitors to the expo lingered, soaking in the ancient and vast aura, feeling as if they were conversing with people from a distant past.

There's a damaged Golden Core level Treasure Weapon, equivalent to a Great Saint level! What Qin Heng saw was naturally different from others; he could clearly discern the true nature of these antiquities.

It appeared to be a very ordinary-looking small bronze tripod, about ten centimeters tall and covered with rust marks. Even one of the tripod's ears was missing. Only the beautifully decorated patterns on its surface remained, showing how resplendent and noble it once was in ancient times.

Ordinary people could only see this much.

But in Qin Heng's eyes, this small tripod was a colossal entity, towering over a thousand meters high. It stood like a pillar between heaven and earth, golden light radiating in thousands of streams, suppressing the very laws of reality. With just a light shake, it could cause the earth to tremble and directly crush mountains thousands of meters high!

To find a Great Saint level Treasure Weapon, even a damaged one, at a mere antique exposition, was no small matter in this End of Dharma Age!

What secrets are hidden within the ancient land of China?

While Qin Heng contemplated, his Divine Sense suddenly stirred, detecting the emergence of a sinister aura of death outside the museum. His brows furrowed slightly. Three Ghost Servants, and they're actually at Semi-Saint level?

Indeed, the strength of Semi-Saint level Ghost Servants was nowhere near that of a true Martial Dao Semi-Saint, but they possessed many bizarre abilities, making them even more dangerous to ordinary people.

Most crucially, Semi-Saint level Ghost Servants almost never occurred naturally. If they were active, they had to be manipulated by someone behind the scenes.

To refine and control three Ghost Servants comparable to half-step Foundation Establishment cultivators, even in the Immortal Cultivation World, one would have to be a true Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. Qin Heng's Divine Sense spread out, instantly revealing the status of the three Ghost Servants in its entirety.

Their flesh and blood were drained while they were alive, then inscribed with Rune Seals. Their divine souls were trapped within their bodies, combining with the corpses to form Ghost Servants. The principle is somewhat similar to the Soul Detention Corpse Refinement Technique of the Three-Soul Sect, which I eradicated in my previous life.

However, this Curse Art appeared similar yet was subtly different; it seemed more powerful than the Three-Soul Sect's Soul Detention Corpse Refinement Technique. It faintly carried an ancient and vast aura, with a hint of the essence of Immortal Technique. Could this be a technique passed down by a True Immortal?

The Three-Soul Sect in Qin Heng's previous life was an ancient major sect deep in the Starry Sky, commanded by a Returning to Empty ancient Saint whose terrifying might was boundless. They had even once sacrificed an entire galaxy for weapon refinement.

Yet, even with the Three-Soul Sect's Soul Detention Corpse Refinement Technique, one could at most turn the body of an ordinary mortal into a Ghost Servant. This servant would only be comparable to the third or fourth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. To forcibly raise them to the Semi-Saint level, close to Foundation Establishment, as was the case with these three Ghost Servants, was almost impossible!

"Immortal Venerable, this is witchcraft from Houtu Hall, skilled in invoking the aura of death and Yin!" the Flowing Moon Sword Spirit suddenly transmitted. She was carried on Qin Heng's back, her form simply hidden, making her invisible to ordinary people.

"Witchcraft?" Qin Heng was slightly startled. He recalled for a moment and then said, "A witchcraft that uses the power of one's own bloodline to control the laws of heaven and earth and operate Divine Skills—this hasn't become extinct?"

"Twenty thousand years ago, in my era, the Witch God Temple still existed," the Flowing Moon Sword Spirit said. "Though there were no true Witch Gods left, Witch Emperors on par with Saint Emperors still lived, possessing great strength. Presumably, even with the devastating battles against the demons from outer realms, their lineage would not have been completely severed."

Interesting, such strange witchcraft still has its lineage. A glint of light flashed in Qin Heng's eyes; he found the witchcraft of this world quite intriguing.

In his previous life, Qin Heng had only seen some records about witchcraft in the human universe. As for actual practitioners of witchcraft, he had never met any. It seemed that witchcraft had lost its lineage among humans long ago, in the distant past.

It was not until he arrived in the Immortal realm that Qin Heng learned that in its remote areas, there were several Daluo level Witch Gods.

But he had not gone to interact with them.

It was said those Witch Gods were extremely xenophobic. If a non-practitioner of witchcraft entered their territory, they would attack without discussion. Though Qin Heng did not fear them, he was disinclined to seek out trouble.

Unexpectedly, on this Earth, witchcraft still had a lineage.

"What's wrong, Qin Heng?" Xia Shuang noticed Qin Heng seemed a bit distracted and asked perplexedly, "Did you discover something?"

"I've discovered that three little bugs have crept in." Qin Heng looked up and saw they had arrived before the separate hall storing the Xia Dynasty's key exhibit. He smiled and said, "Wait here for me. I'll deal with those three little bugs and be right back."

"Ah?" Xia Shuang was a bit confused but still nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

SPURT! Three Ghost Servants, created by Wu He's witchcraft, had already begun to massacre people at the entrance of the Beijing Expo Center.

The ground was littered with severed limbs! Bodies of security guards lay in pools of blood, powerless against the three Ghost Servants who possessed the might of Semi-Saints!

BANG! BANG! BANG! Gunshots rang out as police stationed there engaged forcefully, attempting to kill the three Semi-Saint level Ghost Servants!

However, bullets struck their bodies as if hitting steel plates dozens of centimeters thick. They were completely ineffective and even ricocheted back!

Attracted by the gunfire, the three Ghost Servants charged forward. With a single swipe of their claws each, they killed more than a dozen people in mere seconds.

The scene resembled an Asura's hell.

Security personnel and police at the entrance of the Beijing Expo Center were plunged into immense fear.

"Monsters! Monsters! What kind of monsters are these?!"

"What on Earth are these things?! Even bullets can't penetrate their skin?!"

"Is this a biohazard?! The end of the world?! Oh, my God!!"

Screams continued incessantly! Everyone despaired, completely powerless against such monsters that were impervious to weapons and possessed immense strength!!

"ROAR!!!" one of the Ghost Servants shrieked, opening its gaping maw. It was about to charge at a female officer, aiming to bite off her head!!

The female officer was just in her early twenties, recently graduated from the police academy. She was attractive, with delicate features.

Usually, at the police station, she was admired by many, and she herself was confident in her abilities.

But in this situation, she truly felt powerless—utterly powerless. Faced with such extreme, inhuman strength, she despaired!

Am I going to die? Is this it? I haven't even fallen in love yet! I wonder if I'll be reborn in another world or something… If someone comes to save me, I'm willing to give anything in return!

As the claws and gaping maw drew nearer, the female officer closed her eyes, choosing to wait for death in her extreme despair.

BANG! Suddenly, a loud noise rang out. The female officer was startled—the anticipated pain hadn't come. She opened her eyes and looked up. She was immediately stunned, her gaze fixed in shock on the scene before her.

A tall figure stood before her. He had miraculously grasped the terrible monster's neck with just one hand, lifting the impervious, terrifyingly strong creature clear off the ground!!

Is this… a Heavenly God? The female officer stared at the figure before her, her eyes instantly grew moist, and tears welled up, streaming down her face.