Repugnant Gateway 3

by Zhi Bai

  An Zheng said, "You're so ruthless."

  Chen Shaobai: "You speak as if you weren't ruthless just now …"

  An Zheng asked: "You seem to have a lot of these black paper umbrellas right?"

  Chen Shaobai took out the oil paper umbrella from the spatial artifact he carried around with him.

  "Actually, it's only one. This is a mother umbrella, the main body of the Invisibility Umbrella. It can create an Invisibility Umbrella that has been split into two, but the effect is far weaker than the original body and there is a time limit. "

  An Zheng was just about to ask, when Chen Shaobai said: "I've seen it, the one stuck in your forehead is your original body."

  Compared to the horror of seeing Chen Shaobai's corpse before, the two of them had calmed down quite a bit. Chen Shaobai pulled An Zheng along, and they sat on the ground not far from the throne, facing each other.

  "It is now almost certain that you and I have entered some kind of hallucination. Moreover, this illusion was incomparably real, and the details were flawless. "But you and I are still alive, right? So right now, we're discussing how to get out of this hallucination."

  "Now that you think about it, when did we hallucinate?"

  "From the moment I entered this tomb palace?"

  An Zheng pondered for a while, then said: "If it started from when we entered the tomb palace, then it means that the tomb palace is a real existence, and we were struck by some kind of extraordinary illusion technique after entering. What if it wasn't after they entered the tomb palace? It means that what we saw before was not real, for example, the statues of the demonic beasts outside the tomb palace. "

  Chen Shaobai was also lost in thought, "What is this illusion? Harm us? "Other than scaring the both of us, there doesn't seem to be any other harm."

  An Zheng: "Normally, a crow's mouth would say something."

  Before he could finish his words, he saw An Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly stand up. Then, he reached out and pulled out the black oil-paper umbrella that was stuck in his forehead.

  An Zheng and Chen Shaobai both immediately stood up, one guarding while slowly retreating.

  Then, they heard the sound of footsteps from behind. Chen Shaobai had turned around and was standing with his back to back with An Zheng. An Zheng felt his shoulders tremble a little, and then he heard Chen Shaobai say with a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm here too."

  A dead An Zheng stood face to face with An Zheng. A dead Chen Shaobai stood face to face with Chen Shaobai. And from the looks of their deaths, An Zheng had killed Chen Shaobai, and then Chen Shaobai had killed An Zheng. This was a paradox. If a person was already dead, how could they kill the person that killed him?

  At this time, Chen Shaobai actually still had the mood to think about such a thing, "Say, could it be that I stabbed you to death with the yaksha umbrella, threw the Bronze Bell out before you died, and then smashed the back of my head?"

  An Zheng: "Can you deal with the situation in front of you first?"

  Chen Shaobai: "Since it's just an illusion, then these two shouldn't hurt anyone."

  An Zheng: "Do you see the two of them laughing so innocently?"

  Chen Shaobai: "Damn, the way I die is really fucking ugly, so I must never die. Do you know how strong your cultivation is before you die? "

  An Zheng: "Rumor has it that Ancient Saints can live for ten thousand years, they won't die either."

  "Then I will become a saint first."

  Chen Shaobai bit his lips: "Let's talk after you become a saint."

  An Zheng: "What kind of method are you talking about? To be a saint, or a saint, or a saint? "

  Chen Shaobai: "Your mouth is worse than mine, be careful!"

  He warned her to be careful, and that Chen Shaobai, who had just entered the palace, attacked her. It took out the Bronze Bell from the back of its head and flung it out with a flick of its hand. The Bronze Bell suddenly transformed in midair and fiercely pressed down like a mountain.

  The two of them swept to the side at the same time, causing the Bronze Bell to fall onto the ground, smashing the ground within a radius of ten meters into powder.

  Chen Shaobai was surprised: "Fuck, this is not an illusion."

  At the same time, the dead An Zheng made his move. He quickly opened the yaksha umbrella. The canopy of the umbrella began to swivel, and the yaksha seemed to come to life as it cracked open and laughed savagely. The umbrella bones shot out at incomparable speed.

  An Zheng immediately summoned all of his Holy Fish Scale s and four of them surrounded him, while the rest surrounded Chen Shaobai.

  Every single umbrella bone was filled with a monstrous killing intent. The speed with which they shot at him was something his eyes could not keep up with. Fortunately, the Holy Fish Scale defended itself automatically, and the jingling sound came nonstop. The strength behind the blow was simply too strong, causing An Zheng and Chen Shaobai to be unable to stand with their backs facing each other, and they were slowly forced to separate.

  "Yaksha Umbrella is a Purple-Rank Divine Artifact."

  Chen Shaobai shouted.

  An Zheng said: "Don't you f * * king have one too?"

  Chen Shaobai was stunned for a moment. "Damn, I forgot …"

  He also opened the yaksha in his hand and threw the Bronze Bell over with his other hand. "Here you go!"

  An Zheng reached out to catch the Bronze Bell, then smashed it towards the dead Chen Shaobai. What was strange was that Chen Shaobai threw the Bronze Bell over to An Zheng, while the dead Chen Shaobai also threw the Bronze Bell over to An Zheng, and the dead An Zheng threw the yaksha umbrella over to the dead Chen Shaobai.

  Right now, the situation was that An Zheng and Death An Zheng would fight using Bronze Bell. It was as if two peerless vicious beasts were pouncing and killing in the great hall, using their sharp fangs and claws. Everywhere the fierce beast passed, the ground churned.

  As for Chen Shaobai, the shot from the umbrella bones had simply reached an insane level. Numerous umbrellas rained down on the other party like torrential rain, and every single umbrellas possessed the strength of someone at the peak of the Golden-Rank! What was terrifying was that Chen Shaobai had Holy Fish Scale's protection, so he could barely hold on. Chen Shaobai had let the umbrella bone attack it, but it did not change at all, because it was already dead.

  On An Zheng's side, he was more nimble after all, the Bronze Bell smashed heavily onto that dead An Zheng's body. The bell that was like a mountain crashed down, directly pressing down An Zheng. However, when An Zheng dodged the bell that was smashing towards him, that dead An Zheng actually came out from underground once again. He was still smiling strangely, and white brain matter was still flowing out of the bloody hole in his forehead.

  "We can't kill him."

  Chen Shaobai shouted as he retrieved an item from his spatial ring, "They only have these two instruments, we still have other items."

  With a wave of his hand, he threw the yaksha umbrella. The yaksha umbrella floated in the air and automatically stimulated the yaksha bone to continue suppressing the yaksha umbrella. The two yaksha umbrellas were like cannons that shot towards each other, ruthlessly pouring down firepower. The main hall was covered in seedlings, and everywhere they passed was a mess.

  Chen Shaobai took out another tool to attack Chen Shaobai, but the other party was already a dead man, so he was not afraid. An Zheng tried to use the ice spirits to attack An Zheng, but the ice spirits were unable to freeze An Zheng.

  The two of them retreated as they stood, consciously walking towards the outside of the hall. However, the two dead men seemed to have noticed their intentions and started chasing after them. Right now, it didn't matter how An Zheng and Chen Shaobai attacked, the other party would still not die. However, if he were to be struck by an enemy attack, his death would be uncertain.

  Although the two of them suspected that it was still an illusion, neither of them dared to actually try it. If the ene
my's attack wasn't an illusion, then there wouldn't even be a chance for regret.

  No matter how much the two of them wanted to get close to each other or to the outside of the hall, they just couldn't succeed. Later on, Death An Zheng and Death Chen Shaobai stood with their backs facing each other in the middle of the hall, while Chen Shaobai was forced to the door of the hall, and An Zheng was forced to the side of the trident.

  "This is not the way!"

  Chen Shaobai shouted.

  Right now, the situation was very complicated. The two corpses stood between the two of them, while An Zheng and Chen Shaobai were facing off against each other. In this way, the attacks of the two men would pierce through the two dead men and attack their opponents. It seemed that not only were these two dead men not stupid, they were also extremely shrewd.

  If this continued, not only would An Zheng and Chen Shaobai need to prevent the attacks of the dead people, they would also need to prevent the attacks of the other people. Fortunately, Holy Fish Scale had an extremely strong defensive power, but no one knew how long they could continue fighting like this. The light on the Holy Fish Scale began to flicker and its ability gradually decreased.

  "I can't hold on much longer."

  An Zheng shouted at Chen Shaobai: "The Scale Shield can only last for five more minutes, and it won't be able to withstand an attack this strong."

  At this point of time, Chen Shaobai had already retreated to the entrance of the great hall, and his back felt like it was covered by a tribulation. The two of them gritted their teeth and persevered, if Qi Tian did not appear at this time, the situation might have continued this way. And in the end, the ones who died were definitely An Zheng and Chen Shaobai.

  "You go first!"

  An Zheng shouted.

  Chen Shaobai, who had already reached the entrance of the hall, shook his head: "Although this grandpa isn't a good person, my bottom line is still there."

  An Zheng almost roared out, "Go quickly, there is only one that can survive. If you go out and find Qi Tian, maybe I can last until he comes to save me. "

  Chen Shaobai's expression became extremely ugly, and persevered for a while longer before saying, "Alright then, you'll persevere until I return!"

  An Zheng acknowledged his presence but he was very clear that Chen Shaobai would not be able to come back at all. Even if Chen Shaobai escaped, if this was really an illusion, where could he escape to? He probably didn't even have the chance to find Qi Tian, and if An Zheng stayed here, the only result would be him dying from exhaustion due to those two corpses.

  But even if Chen Shaobai could only live a little longer, An Zheng was not willing to let him die with him. There wasn't much interaction between the two of them, and An Zheng had always been somewhat conflicted with Chen Shaobai. But he knew clearly in his heart that he had already treated Chen Shaobai as a friend.

  Chen Shaobai retreated as he fought, but just as he was about to retreat to the entrance. He looked back and saw that the entrance was very close. He then looked at An Zheng, who was still bitterly holding on, and raised his hand to throw the yaksha umbrella. "I'll keep it for you, I'll go out and look for Qi Tian first, you must persevere no matter what!"

  But at the same time, what An Zheng saw was different. He saw that Chen Shaobai was being held up at the entrance, unable to escape at all. He raised his hand and threw the Bronze Bell away: "Take this and it will help you fight your way out. I have the Scale Shield and can still persevere."

  Strangely, there was nothing between the two of them.

  The yaksha umbrella flew towards An Zheng, and the Bronze Bell flew towards Chen Shaobai.

  What was even more strange was that An Zheng could not see the yaksha umbrella that was flying towards him. He was knocked back by a strong force of gravity and sat down on the throne of the yaksha which was right in front of his head. Chen Shaobai had already run out of the entrance, and just before he entered the great hall, he did not see the Bronze Bell that An Zheng threw over to him, as the Bronze Bell had already reached the back of his head.

  Weird...

  Chapter 260 - Nine Hell Magic Bell

  Before An Zheng and Chen Shaobai entered the ancient tomb, they saw the dead Chen Shaobai outside. The back of his head was smashed open by the Bronze Bell. After entering the ancient tomb, he saw a huge throne in the palace, and An Zheng sat on it as he died. The yaksha umbrella pierced his forehead, even piercing through the back of his skull.

  Now, however, the Bronze Bell was flying toward the back of Chen Shaobai's head, and Chen Shaobai had not noticed it at all. As for the yaksha umbrella, An Zheng did not even see it fly towards him.

  It turned out that what they saw was the end result.

  "Break for me!"

  Just as the yaksha umbrella and the Bronze Bell were about to hit An Zheng and Chen Shaobai respectively, an explosive shout suddenly came from above the tomb palace. Soon after, an incomparably huge iron rod came crashing down from the sky, directly smashing through the tomb palace. Light scattered in from the outside in a flash, and An Zheng, who was still crazily attacking, and Chen Shaobai, who had already run out, were suddenly slapped in the head by someone, waking up in the next moment.

  Nothing.

  There were only the two of them.

  Two big hands stretched out from above, one holding An Zheng and the other Chen Shaobai, and the other quickly lifted them up. By the time An Zheng and Chen Shaobai managed to react, they were already outside the tomb palace. But when they stood by Qi Tian's side, they realized in shock that there was no tomb palace at all … They were standing on a huge, indescribable trident.

  Qi Tian glared at An Zheng and Chen Shaobai: Why are you running blindly?!

  Chen Shaobai laughed in embarrassment, lowered his head and looked, and then forgot to look from afar. They were currently standing on the body of the giant trident, and the trident had a hole smashed into it by Qi Tian's iron rod. It was he and An Zheng who had been pulled out of the hole. So there is no mausoleum, and the mausoleum itself is a trident. Looking forward, An Zheng discovered that this tridbit below his feet was practically like an island, slowly sinking.

  Qi Tian said, "Seeing you all heading towards the lake in a single breath, I knew that you all had fallen into a trap."

  An Zheng asked: "It's because of that eagle."

  Qi Tian frowned: "Where is the eagle?"

  An Zheng was startled for a moment, then looked up at the sky, only to find that there was nothing there. He suddenly realized that the hallucination didn't start when he entered the water, but it started when he was far away from the lake. The eagles that killed Sharon were either real or trying to force them into the water.

  Qi Tian used his iron rod to prod at the trident beneath his feet, "This thing can create illusions, so it can attract cultivators to come in and be devoured. Judging from his appearance, this fellow had most likely lived for more than ten thousand years. Ordinary food meant nothing to it, so it could only devour cultivators. To him, the two of you are just delicious little pieces of fresh meat. "

  An Zheng: "If that's the case, then I won't be depressed anymore."

  Chen Shaobai: "But this is within a secret realm, why would there be such a thing? If this thing had existed a long time ago, then wouldn't a lot of people die when the children of Old Hunters enter? "

  Qi Tian thought for a while and said, "This secret realm has been lost for more than ten thousand years. I wonder if it had encountered some special circumstances that had allowed it to become so big. "

  An Zheng: "Which is to say, before Chen Shaobai's father obtained this secret realm, it was actually an open secret realm. This trident can use illusions to draw cultivators to kill each other, and then it can absorb the power of these cultivators to strengthen itself … In the period of time from the time the secret realm was lost to the time Chen Shaobai's father found it, perhaps all the cultivators who discovered it had died in its stomach. "

  Qi Tian swun
g the steel rod. "Then, send it to the west!"

  Peng!

  The iron bar hit the trident as if it had hit a mountain. But the shell of the trident was much harder than ordinary stone, and with a swing of the staff, it only managed to break off a few pieces. When Qi Tian pierced through the hole earlier, he had done his best. After a few blows, Qi Tian seemed to have gotten annoyed and did not manage to completely break the shell of the trident. He suddenly soared into the air as a golden light began to emanate from his body.

  In the blink of an eye, the giant red ape, which was a few hundred meters tall, returned. The man tossed the iron bar aside and landed on the clatter. With both hands, he grabbed the place where the trident was shut, and then abruptly pulled it out: "Ah!"

  The muscles on his arms bulged, making him look especially frightening.

  Kacha! The claymore-sized claymore-claymore-claymore-claymor-claymor-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-clange-clay-clay-clay-clay-clay-cl@@

  Chen Shaobai asked. "What are you going to do with it?"

  When the red ape had pried the clatter away, he turned his body and put his feet on one side, his hands on the other. With a bang, the two pieces of trident were completely ripped apart. At this moment, the iron rod that was thrown into the air fell down as well. The giant red ape wielded the iron rod with one hand and charged forward with the other. That iron rod rotated like a fan and looked exceptionally fierce.

  Chen Shaobai covered his eyes: "Too brutal."

  After a while, they heard Qi Tian shouting inside, and the two of them immediately jumped down.

  It looked like the trident would not live, as Qi Tian had smashed all the flesh inside it. Qi Tian had already recovered to his original size. He glanced at Chen Shaobai and explained, "My iron rod was sealed by the person who tricked me over ten thousand years ago. Otherwise, how could the fake me back then be my match?"

  An Zheng and Chen Shaobai did not know what he meant, so they replied perfunctorily and ran forward to see what he was saying. Qi Tian glared at the two of them, sheathed his iron rod, and followed them in.