Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 150: Vivid on Paper

Rumble...

It felt as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying.

No, accurately speaking, the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying.

Centered around the City God Temple and starting from the entire Song Manor, houses vibrated and the earth cracked.

It was as if an earth dragon was turning its body over.

A figure wearing a black robe and a mask charged out of the City God Temple.

Closely following that, an incomparably colossal arm, covered in lacerations with countless ashen human faces inside those wounds, extended out from the main gate of the City God Temple and grabbed fiercely towards that black-robed figure.

The latter's expression was icy cold.

Its body leaned forward, but with a crack, its head twisted backward.

Its entire head was completely reversed.With a slap.

The mask worn on the Imperial Envoy's face shattered.

Revealing a face completely devoid of facial features.

That face was riddled with pockmarks and had countless small dots, resembling the starry sky.

Those small dots were glowing.

Colors of all kinds, even colors indistinguishable to the naked eye, converged together and crashed viciously into that arm.

With a crack.

That incomparably colossal arm crumbled inch by inch.

However, not only did this Imperial Envoy not relax, but he actually became extremely uneasy.

Because after that arm shattered, an endless amount of fog spread out from it, instantly turning the surroundings into a hazy expanse of fog.

That fog blotted out the sky and covered the sun.

"Song Yuzhang."

The Imperial Envoy said coldly, "Even if you integrate as one with this Xuzhou City, you cannot kill me, much less stop me."

Saying so, he fled upwards without hesitation.

This Song Yuzhang could no longer be controlled.

But Emperor's side wouldn't be disappointed; after all, it was just an insignificant experiment.

Afterward, someone would naturally come to destroy him.

Therefore, what he had to do was to leave Xuzhou City and report the detailed process of this experiment—as well as the changes that occurred after Song Yuzhang, this City God, transformed into an evil spirit—entirely to Emperor.

Everything would naturally be left to Emperor's sagacious judgment.

The feeling of fleeing through the fog was not good.

The Imperial Envoy was an evil spirit.

And an extremely powerful evil spirit at that.

He was much stronger than an ordinary Calamity. If he accumulated enough merit to exchange for an even better nail, he might even become a Misfortune.

Song Yuzhang was the City God, so his strength was naturally comparable to a Calamity.

But with the augmentation of Xuzhou City, plus the thousands of deities and the human qi generated by millions of commoners.

After he turned into an evil spirit, he was no longer as simple as a Calamity.

Although he had not yet transformed into a Misfortune at the current moment.

He had already gained a certain bizarre nature.

What a Misfortune represented wasn't simply having a stronger combat strength than a Calamity.

But rather possessing some sort of bizarre trait.

This bizarre trait was a power naturally possessed the moment an evil spirit became a Misfortune.

Like a gift from heaven.

The Imperial Envoy fled through the fog, but the more he flew, the more shocked his heart became, and the colder his heart grew.

This fog could isolate his line of sight.

And after flying for so long, looking around, his surroundings were entirely filled with fog.

It was endless; he couldn't see the end at all.

Outside the fog.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp watched with trepidation as Song Yuzhang walked out from that temple.

Or rather, the City God of Xuzhou City.

A mighty and colossal body whose end couldn't be seen by the naked eye.

Its body was covered in scars crawling all over.

The scars split open into large mouths, and endlessly many ashen faces climbed out from the mouths, squirming unceasingly over its body.

Rumble.

With every step this City God took, the gorgeous and luxurious buildings within the Song Manor turned into fine powder and dust.

Up ahead, there was a clump of fog.

That fog was continuously shrinking.

Within it, a black figure fleeing could be vaguely seen.

"This fog is so terrifying."

Chen Huangpi said nervously, "After drilling inside, you can't fly out. That Imperial Envoy is clearly very powerful, but he is completely helpless against this fog."

The brass oil lamp said, "This fog is alive; it can confound space."

"Has he already become a Misfortune?"

"Not yet."

The brass oil lamp said apprehensively, "If he truly became a Misfortune, this Xuzhou City would have already been thoroughly finished by now. It's only because this City God presides over the city and has integrated as one with Xuzhou City that he is so terrifying."

"However, even so, as long as he is within the city, he is practically no different from a Misfortune."

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "Between him and me, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

The brass oil lamp said, "Hard to say. Inside the city, he is strong; outside the city, you are strong."

"I feel like I could blast him apart."

Chen Huangpi said earnestly, "That Imperial Envoy could shatter his arm, and my strength is about the same as that Imperial Envoy's. However, I have the Void-Piercing Sword, and I also have the power of the Magic Tree. If the Calamity Eye also pops out, I should be even more formidable."

"His true body isn't here."

The brass oil lamp said with a complex tone, "Since your Calamity Eye isn't out, you can't see his terror. But I am different; in my eyes, this entire Xuzhou City has integrated as one with him."

"If you want to kill him, you have to kill Xuzhou City."

"I can't do that."

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "His advantage within this city is too great. I can kill him once, but I can't kill him countless times. Moreover, there's nothing I can do about that fog either."

The Five Viscera Spirit Refining Art caused many changes to occur to his physical body.

The Yin-Yang Harmonization and Spirit Transformation Art made his six senses increasingly sharp.

The fog gave Chen Huangpi an uneasy feeling.

He had an intuition that if he entered the fog, he would probably lose his sense of direction as well. It would seem like he was flying or walking, but in reality, he would just remain perfectly still in the same spot, just like that Imperial Envoy.

Even if he didn't fear the City God head-on.

With the augmentation of the fog, no matter how powerful he was, he would merely be a bird in a cage or a sparrow in a palm; he would never be able to jump out.

Rumble.

The City God had already arrived in front of that clump of fog.

Its blood-colored eyes held not a single shred of humanity, possessing only cruelty and frenzy.

"Become one with me, merge with me!!!"

The City God opened its bloody maw and fiercely swallowed that fog in one gulp.

Smoke drilled out from its mouth.

Following closely, an incomparably icy-cold voice echoed from the City God's mouth.

"Seven-Orifice Soul-Suppressing Nail, come out for me!"

As the voice touched the ground.

An incomparably frenzied and bleakly cold laughter sounded from the City God's mouth.

Next, the City God's expression turned painful.

Its gigantic mouth instantly expanded.

The purplish-black skin was stretched open. Within the lacerations above that skin, an eerie white shadow swam around, frantically ramming outwards.

With a puffing sound.

A completely white paper man forcefully rammed its way out of the City God's mouth.

That white paper man was the Imperial Envoy.

Accurately speaking, this was what his true form was supposed to look like.

The Seven-Orifice Soul-Suppressing Nail pinned down his sanity.

And also allowed him to maintain a human form.

Now that he had pulled out that nail.

His sanity immediately became incomparably frenzied.

This was similarly an evil spirit bordering on a Misfortune.

Aside from not having that kind of bizarre trait, he was fundamentally extremely powerful as well.

As soon as the paper man appeared.

It fiercely waved its hand.

Chen Huangpi only felt that everything before his eyes vividly leapt onto paper.

The entire Song Manor, and even that City God Temple, became a painting on paper.

The City God originally stood on the earth.

At this moment, even the earth turned into a blank sheet of paper, and he similarly plummeted into this painting.

Only, he was too powerful.

He was integrated as one with Xuzhou City.

Even plunging into the painting, he was extremely terrifying. Every movement he made was surrounded by countless fogs. Since that paper man stood atop the scroll, if he still retained human sanity, he should have taken the opportunity to flee by now.

But his current consciousness was the consciousness of an evil spirit.

Evil spirits were the most cruel and frenzied.

He dove directly into that painting scroll.

Two incomparably powerful evil spirits then fought against each other within the painting.

And near an artificial rockery in this painting.

A tiny person carrying a lamp was sprinting desperately towards the corner of the scroll. Wherever the tiny person passed, the scenery he crossed in this painting would disappear, as if it had been erased by him.

"Run faster, run faster!"

"I'm already running."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "Where is your concealment divine ability? Hurry up and release it!"

"I'm already releasing it."

The brass oil lamp said despairingly, "But we've been drawn into the painting! No matter how we conceal ourselves, it doesn't mean we don't exist here..."

"Hurry and go drill through the dog hole; once we reach that dog hole, we can get out."

This painting scroll was like a domain.

It enveloped the entire Song Manor into the domain.

If they wanted to get out of this painting scroll, they could only leave through the original gates of the Song Manor.

Because everywhere else was walls.

Being in this painting was like being a shadow puppet in a shadow play; they bumped into walls everywhere.

But right at this moment.

Chen Huangpi suddenly felt a chill running down his back.

He spun his body around on the painting.

Then he saw the City God, who had similarly been turned into a tiny person in the painting behind him, currently fighting with that paper man as they charged towards his location.

Whether it was the City God or that paper man.

The figures of the tiny characters they transformed into in the painting were extremely colossal.

Compared to them, Chen Huangpi was like a tiny ant.

He sprinted wildly within this painting using his legs.

While for the other party's legs, merely taking one step was equivalent to his hundreds or thousands of steps.

In an instant, the two gigantic evil spirits had already arrived before Chen Huangpi.

One must know, everything that could move within this painting.

Whenever it passed through any scenery, an area matching its size and outline would be erased from that scenery.

When Chen Huangpi walked past the artificial rockery in the painting, a human-shaped area disappeared from the rockery.

When he walked across the grass, a path matching his size was left behind, and the grass that was originally there similarly vanished.

Now these two massive evil spirits were fighting their way towards him.

If the three existences collided, Chen Huangpi might be able to erase a portion of the other parties, but his body was too small and didn't hold any advantage.

But if it went the other way around.

Chen Huangpi would be instantly erased by them.

"I'm not running anymore!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and made a decision.

He slapped the Soul-Hooking Manual, and the Void-Piercing Sword popped out from it.

And if one looked from outside the painting scroll, it would look like this tiny person reached into his pocket and then pulled out a sword half his height.

"Dongxu! Kill for me!"

Leaping vividly on the paper, Chen Huangpi fiercely swung the Void-Piercing Sword in his hand. The painting scroll subsequently changed, as if someone took out a white paintbrush and forcefully drew a stroke; a sword light slashed towards that paper man and the City God.

The sword light was terrifying...

Sharp to the absolute extreme.

The instant that City God and paper man came into contact with that sword light, it was as if a white paintbrush swept across their bodies.

Both parties were instantly cleaved into two halves.

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up, "Huang Er, I think I know how to deal with them inside this painting."

As soon as his voice fell.

Between the split halves of the City God's body, gray fog spread, closely followed by them combining back into a complete body.

The paper man had it even simpler.

This painting scroll was inherently transformed by its power.

The two severed halves of its body each reached out an arm, then pulled and merged their bodies together.

This time, the two existences finally noticed Chen Huangpi.

The brass oil lamp groaned in distress, "True self, you know how to deal with them, but doesn't this mean they also know how to deal with you now?"