Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 157: Since I Can't Turn into a Demon, I Might As Well Become an Evil Spirit

That County City God couldn't stop Chen Huangpi.

With just a single slash.

The former was instantly cleaved in half by the sword light.

The essence of the Void-Piercing Sword was merely a sword shadow of that peerless sword, using the Calamity Eye as its scabbard and blade body to conceal its sharp edge.

With this sword drawn from its sheath.

Although it wasn't as terrifying as that peerless sword itself.

Slaying an evil spirit transformed from a mere County City God was still something it could naturally accomplish at will.

However, Chen Huangpi's expression didn't ease up because of this.

Instead, it grew somewhat grave.

Right now, there were hundreds of Calamity Eyes all over his body.There was one between his brows, and two on each of his cheeks.

Several eyes were staring intently at that terrifying figure seated upright within the painting scroll above his head.

At some unknown point in time.

That terrifying figure had already opened its two eyes.

Inside those eyes, an endless, inexhaustible gray fog frantically squirmed, and furthermore, there were numerous root-like blood vessels connecting to the earth of Xuzhou City.

Chen Huangpi slew that County City God.

Similarly, blood vessel-like roots on that County City God's body were severed.

Gray-colored fresh blood fell down like raindrops.

Driven by curiosity, an evil spirit reached out a hand to catch a drop.

Instantly, it let out a miserable shriek.

The hand that was touched by the blood rain was covered with purplish-black scars right on the spot.

"Not good! Quickly avoid that blood rain!"

The Fox Mountain God said in terror, "The blood of a deity can corrode human flesh and blood. The blood of that City God is only even more wicked and even more terrifying. We absolutely must not let it taint us."

In the next second.

A streak of sword light flashed past.

That evil spirit's arm was chopped off on the spot.

The severed arm fell to the ground, rotting into meat paste in the blink of an eye. That meat paste and fresh blood were still undergoing changes. Like a source of pollution, it immediately dyed a patch of the ground purplish-black.

Sizzle, rip...

A mouth split open on the earth, spewing out thick gray fog!

Not just this.

The blood rain steadily fell, and after hitting the ground, the entire massive area where this city gate was located—whether it was the buildings and architecture, or the neat or muddy streets—all grew sizable patches of purplish-black scars.

Sizzle, rip... Sizzle, rip...

In the blink of an eye, endless, inexhaustible gray fog bubbled out.

That gray fog blotted out the skies and covered the sun.

Within the gray fog, there were even more countless figures appearing faintly discernible.

The eyes of those figures were hollow and numb.

Wearing various styles of attire.

Chen Huangpi even saw the figure of that Cao Huaying whom he had previously slain.

"Heaven and Earth are born together with me, and the Myriad Things are one with me."

A murmuring voice, akin to a god or a demon, resounded from the mouth of the terrifying figure within that painting scroll.

The City God, or perhaps more accurately: Song Yuzhang.

He knew about anything happening inside Xuzhou City.

But he didn't care.

Because from the moment he transformed into an evil spirit, no living creature inside Xuzhou City could possibly leave the city again.

First, it was the deities being polluted, becoming a part of him.

Then, the cultivators.

Right now, the deities had already integrated into one with Xuzhou City.

The same went for the cultivators.

Next, it would be the turn of those mortals.

But before that, there was still a Chen Huangpi.

Song Yuzhang's gaze pierced through that gray fog, locked stubbornly onto Chen Huangpi's body.

He had already become an evil spirit.

But he didn't lose his brain.

He remembered Chen Huangpi; he remembered him very clearly.

In this Xuzhou City, aside from himself, only Chen Huangpi was the most powerful.

Such a powerful existence naturally had to be integrated as one with him.

Gulp...

Chen Huangpi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He felt that this Song Yuzhang had already turned into a Misfortune now.

But yet he was extremely different from a typical Misfortune.

It felt as if he could genuinely trap him to death inside this city.

Leave, we must leave!

Chen Huangpi's scalp went numb. Without the slightest hesitation, he slashed a sword towards the city gates of Xuzhou City.

With a boom.

The city gate was immediately cleaved open on the spot.

However, the outside was not the scenery outside the city, but endless, inexhaustible gray fog.

"Break for me!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, slashing out a sword once again.

The resplendent sword light was fast to the extreme.

In an instant, that gray fog was parted.

But following closely, it coalesced back together again, fundamentally refusing to give anyone a chance to leave.

"Huang Er, use the Escape-One Divine Light!"

"I know!"

The brass oil lamp immediately used the Escape-One Divine Light.

The lamp body became blisteringly hot and boiling.

Streaks of golden light explosively shot out.

At the same time, Chen Huangpi slashed out a sword towards that gray fog again.

Right at the exact instant that gray fog parted.

A golden little sun appeared within Xuzhou City.

Golden light radiated brilliantly.

The evil spirits, along with the dozens of mortals, together with Chen Huangpi's group, all transformed into a fleeing light, instantly charging towards the gap amidst that gray fog.

However, right at this moment.

Within that gray fog, an extremely terrifying figure abruptly appeared.

Song Yuzhang aloofly raised his hand and slapped down toward that golden light.

"Chen Huangpi!"

The brass oil lamp roared loudly, "Chop his hand off!"

Chen Huangpi didn't speak. His expression was icy cold. One hand formed a sword technique gesture, while the other gripped the Void-Piercing Sword; all the power inside his body gathered together.

The mournful wail of the Calamity Eye instantly rang out.

This sword was accumulating momentum, waiting to strike.

If cleaved out, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

"Now is the time!"

Chen Huangpi roared loudly, and the Void-Piercing Sword in his hand erupted with an incomparably resplendent, incomparably sharp white light.

The entire world seemed to pale into insignificance beneath this terrifying sword light.

White and gray collided.

Wherever the sword light reached, all the gray fog was forcefully sliced open, and after being sliced open, it was sliced open again. Cycling back and forth like this, Chen Huangpi saw the scenery outside the city: the sky full of starlight, and a red moon hanging high.

But there was also Song Yuzhang blocking the way.

"Kill!!!!"

Chen Huangpi brandished the sword light, fiercely cleaving toward Song Yuzhang.

A trace of dread flashed through the latter's expression. It seemed that even he hadn't expected the sword in Chen Huangpi's hand actually possessed such terrifying power.

In merely an instant.

Song Yuzhang was instantly cleaved in half.

Not only that, the surging sword light still roiled within his body, churning every inch of his skin and every cubic inch of his flesh and blood entirely into finely crushed powder.

"He died just like that?"

The brass oil lamp's tone was exceedingly astounded.

"No!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, "We are still inside the city."

Song Yuzhang was chopped into powder.

But that gray fog seized this opportunity to once again block the path out of the city.

Furthermore, the entire Xuzhou City was quaking frantically.

The gashes split open on the earth spewed endlessly inexhaustible gray fog. This gray fog possessed the bizarre trait of a Misfortune, capable of confounding space.

In merely a short moment, Chen Huangpi and company were teleported to the absolute center of Xuzhou City.

Or rather, Xuzhou City moved its center to the location where Chen Huangpi was.

"Huang Er, A Gui, Fox Mountain God, do you guys have any other ideas?"

Chen Huangpi directed his gaze towards the three.

The brass oil lamp looked as if it wanted to speak but stopped.

The Life-reaping Ghost's gaze was dim, "Contract Master, Song Yuzhang is no simple Misfortune; he is integrated as one with Xuzhou City. If he doesn't want you to leave, then you truly will not be able to leave."

The Fox Mountain God said, "Would crying for the Guanzhu to save us be useful?"

"It's useless, I've tried long ago."

Chen Huangpi shook his head.

This was the outside world; Master couldn't leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

No matter how much he hollered, it wouldn't serve any purpose.

"Huang Er, what about you?"

"What ideas could I possibly have."

The brass oil lamp said helplessly, "The Escape-One Divine Light is useless. Although my concealment divine ability is useful, right now we are essentially inside Song Yuzhang's body. No matter how much we conceal ourselves, he can still sense it."

"Alright, I understand."

Chen Huangpi nodded, and then said, "Since you don't have any ideas, then you'll just have to rely on me."

"This is Xuzhou City; how can you fight and win against Song Yuzhang?"

"I'll just turn into a demon, that's it."

Chen Huangpi took a deep breath and said, "Song Yuzhang's target is me, but what he doesn't know is that after I turn into a demon, killing him will be like killing a dog."

"I didn't want it to be like this."

"But right now, with him forcing me like this, I cannot endure it."

Saying so, Chen Huangpi closed his eyes, desperately spurring the power of the Calamity Eyes.

On his body, more and more Calamity Eyes opened up.

Gradually, his aura grew stronger and stronger.

When he opened his eyes again.

Chen Huangpi's entire body was already covered all over with Calamity Eyes.

But what puzzled him was...

He didn't turn into a demon.

Last time, Chi Xie scolded him for being trash, and he failed to hold back his emotions momentarily, turning into a demon right on the spot—slaughtering gods if gods blocked his way, slaughtering buddhas if buddhas blocked his way.

Yet this time, no matter how hard he tried to recall the kind of emotion he had back then.

Chen Huangpi couldn't feel anything.

Conversely, those faint, indistinct voices kept ringing in his ears unceasingly, making him extremely frustrated and antsy.

"We're done for, we're done for!"

The brass oil lamp said despairingly, "You can't even turn into a demon; this time we're truly finished."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, "It's not that bad."

With the black smoke protecting his body and the Calamity Eyes augmenting him.

No matter how powerful Song Yuzhang was, he couldn't do anything to him either.

It was nothing more than a mutual standoff.

Thinking up to this point.

Chen Huangpi took a deep breath and blew out a streak of black smoke towards the surrounding evil spirits.

That black smoke transformed into a protective dome.

Enveloping all the evil spirits inside.

However, right at this moment.

Within the painting scroll up in the sky, Song Yuzhang's figure surfaced once again.

As long as Xuzhou City wasn't destroyed, he wouldn't die.

In a certain sense, Xuzhou City was Song Yuzhang's true body.

"Look quickly, this old geezer revived again."

"Wait, what is he trying to do?"

"That painting... that painting changed!!!"

Hearing these words.

Chen Huangpi subconsciously looked up at the painting scroll in the sky.

He only saw the figure of Song Yuzhang inside that painting scroll growing bigger and bigger, larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it occupied the entire picture plane.

This scene looked just like the face of Yin Tianzi up in the sky over the Underworld Yellow Spring.

However, Xuzhou City couldn't compare to the vastness of the Underworld Yellow Spring, and Song Yuzhang couldn't compare to Yin Tianzi's prestige and power either.

Yet, Chen Huangpi similarly couldn't do anything to Song Yuzhang.

When Song Yuzhang's figure blocked Xuzhou City's sky.

The entirety of Xuzhou City suddenly ceased its quaking.

Everything grew incomparably quiet.

Grew incomparably deathly still.

And within this deathly stillness.

Chen Huangpi saw a pair of massive hands. Those hands reached out from behind the painting scroll, respectively gripping one side of the painting scroll, as if there was still a terrifying figure hiding behind the painting scroll.

Following closely, that pair of giant hands flipped the painting scroll violently.

In the next second.

The entirety of Xuzhou City came vividly to life on paper.

Except, this time, there was no figure of Song Yuzhang inside this painting.

There was only a lone city, along with the commoners inside the city stretching their necks awaiting slaughter, as well as Chen Huangpi and the others covered in black smoke.

Song Yuzhang reached a hand into the painting and gently wiped; instantly, countless houses and pavilions, as well as those mortals, were erased by him.

But those mortals weren't his target.

His target was Chen Huangpi.

Watching that giant hand assaulting towards his location.

Chen Huangpi, who had turned into a miniature person in a painting, once again summoned that towering Magic Tree.

With a boom.

The canopy of the Magic Tree and that giant hand crashed together. That hand was instantly smashed into finely crushed powder on the spot.

The Magic Tree's canopy was similarly shattered for the most part.

"Hiss..."

Chen Huangpi sucked in a breath of cold air; his face instantly grew deathly pale.

He was injured.

The Magic Tree inside his Kidney Temple was injured.

Consequently, that pain was reflected onto his body as well.

Watching this scene, the brass oil lamp couldn't help but sigh, and then made a decision: "Boss, actually I have another idea, much more reliable than you turning into a demon."

Enduring the pain, Chen Huangpi asked, "What idea?"

"I will become an evil spirit!"