Repugnant Gateway 3

by Zhi Bai

  Poison?

  Thinking about poison, the three words Zhuge Chouyun appeared in An Zheng's mind.

  No, I can't let these five go to Heavenly Awakening Sect.

  An Zheng suddenly changed his direction and chased after the five people. Du Shoushou and the rest followed suit.

  The five people's bodies were stiff and their knees couldn't bend, but their speed was surprisingly fast. At least three hundred meters later, An Zheng finally managed to catch up. As if hearing An Zheng's movements, the five of them suddenly stopped. It was as if the carriage, which had continued forward, had suddenly stopped on the ground. There was no cushion at all, no inertia, and the ground beneath their feet had shattered.

  The five of them turned around in an orderly manner. At this moment, the clouds in the sky just happened to drift apart, and the moonlight shone down.

  When An Zheng saw the faces of the five people, his heart tightened.

  No face.

  To be exact, he could not see his face at all. Their faces were all wrapped in white bandages that were full of food. They were all wrapped up in a circle and their facial features could not be seen. Their entire faces were like an oval. He couldn't see his nose, mouth, eyes, or ears. It was a ball wrapped in a bandage.

  But for some reason, it was as if An Zheng saw the sinister and venomous eyes of those five people.

  His eyes were clearly wrapped up, but he gave people the illusion that they were staring straight at him.

  The five people turned around at the same time, their actions almost identical. Du Shoushou and the other two caught up from behind, and were shocked when they saw the appearance of the five people.

  Du Shoushou: "F * * k, what the f * * k is this!"

  The 5 black clothed people stood there, the few behind floated up and stood in a row with the one in front. An Zheng realized that their hands which had stuck out from their sleeves were also wrapped in bandages, and their five fingers seemed to be exceptionally long.

  "Cultivators."

  The three words squeezed out from the "mouth" of one of the men in black. Their voices were so unpleasant that it gave one goosebumps. An Zheng realized that all five of them had words embroidered on their chests. Red, they were Earth Five.

  "Kill him and go on a mission."

  Shiyi coldly said one sentence, then leaned back. The other four men in black began to float forward. An Zheng noticed that their feet that left the ground did not have shoes, the feet under the black robe were also wrapped in white bandages. When their speed was slow, they floated, and when their speed was fast, they kicked.

  The four black-clothed men simultaneously extended their hands, their eight palms facing An Zheng and the others. A black aura suddenly shot out from the center of the palms in a straight line.

  An Zheng waved his hand: "Poison mist!"

  The palm swept out like a hurricane. However, the poison mist seemed to have materialized and still shot straight towards him.

  An Zheng dodged to the side, and the poison aura shot out like an arrow. A hundred-year-old tree by the side of the road was hit by the poisonous gas. A moment later, a hole appeared where it had been hit, and the tree began to decay at a terrifying speed. Soon, it completely collapsed, turning into a puddle of black water the moment it landed.

  "Follow your meridians."

  Qu Liuxi shouted from behind: "Be careful, this poison aura is very strange, no matter if it's a tree or a human, as long as they have veins, they would be able to circulate throughout their body instantly."

  The black clothed person with the Earth 2 embroidered on his chest said hoarsely, "Cultivators are quick to react. Their strength is predicted to be Sumeru Stage, adjust their killing level."

  After he finished speaking, other than Earth One, the other four black-clothed men spat out a long and extremely sharp iron rod from their palms. The iron rod was not worn anywhere on their bodies, but slowly spat out of their bodies.

  Although it was a very dark night and the moonlight was not particularly bright, Qu Liuxi was still able to discern the clues immediately, "Their meridians have already been completely changed. What looks like the iron rod is actually a part of their bodies. I can't tell if it's a bone or a blood vessel, or just muscle, but their breath is the same as their own! "

  An Zheng: "All of you step back. I will deal with it. These people are obviously heading towards the Heavenly Awakening Sect, so we must first stop them. "

  Qu Liuxi replied, "Be careful, it seems like they have been completely changed by some special method. Their bodies have already become completely the same thing, without any internal organs. They may have been judged by their senses, but the physical change meant they were hard to kill. And be careful not to get stuck to their blood or anything. "

  An Zheng stretched his arms out: Even people aren't afraid, why should I be afraid of ghosts?!

  He fiercely charged forward and the Ice Soul Dagger in his hand immediately emitted waves of brilliance.

  He flung his hands behind him, and his body floated forward to welcome An Zheng. They wore black clothes and large sleeves, and their bodies were wrapped in white bandages. They looked extremely terrifying.

  Four people, eight iron rod.

  An Zheng was not able to get close to them, and very quickly, he became somewhat embarrassed. He turned his head and saw that the three people were fighting in a line, holding hands and nervously cheering himself on.

  Chapter 275 - Face

  An Zheng dodged to the back, and his body bent backwards like an iron bridge, avoiding two iron rod s in a row. The iron rod was pitch black, and its surface was reflecting the cold moonlight. No matter how you looked at it, it did not look like it was made of meat. But since Qu Liuxi said that, then there must be a reason.

  When the two iron rod pierced through the wall in front of An Zheng, they entered An Zheng's nose with a disgusting stink. An Zheng drew on the ground with one hand, and his body flew backwards like a boat. At the same time, the ice spirit came into contact with one of the black iron rod. Ordinary magical equipment would freeze the moment the ice spirit came into contact with them. However, after the iron rod and the ice spirit came into contact, the front part of the ice spirit started to turn black.

  An Zheng's heart stirred, and he flung out the Ice Soul as if it was a concealed weapon. The ice spirit turned completely black in the air and stabbed into the chest of the third brother with a "pu" sound. With the sharpness of the ice spirit, piercing through ordinary steel was an easy task. But when it stabbed into third brother's chest, it only pierced in less than a third of the way in. But it was only a portion of it, after all, and the ice spirit was still stuck in An Zheng's Cultivation Power.

  An explosion of air caused the ground to explode, and he was forced to retreat a few steps.

  Di San lowered his head as if he was "looking" at his chest. His clothes had already exploded, and the bandage inside was also a little damaged. It was so dark that it seemed like there were many thin silk bugs squirming inside.

  With a clatter, the ice shard fell to the ground. He didn't know if it was a real silk-like black bug or if it was a mutated muscle fiber. He actually pushed the ice spirit out while he was squirming.

  Di San slowly raised his head to look at An Zheng, and then wrapped his body around his body and roared.

  Roar!

  Sound waves shot out from the tightly wrapped bandages, rippling outwards at high speed. Obviously, An Zheng's attack had completely enraged him.

  The air exploded, but nothing happened.

  An Zheng's face became gloomy: What is this monster?

  Four ran towards him from his side. As he moved forward, his black robes fluttered behind him. His bandaged arms and legs could be faintly seen. dodged. The two black iron rod s intersected in the air and pierced towards An Zheng's body, seemingly brushing past his body.

  An Zheng's mind moved, eight Holy Fish Scale floated out from the Blood Pearl Bracelet, spinning and fl
oating around An Zheng.

  He had been standing on the ground in the distance this whole time — as if he had smelled something, or was carefully "watching" An Zheng.

  Earth Five let out a roar behind An Zheng's back, and then thrusted towards An Zheng from behind. That iron rod was clearly still more than ten meters away from An Zheng, so An Zheng did not mind it too much. After all, these fellows looked strange and terrifying, but it seemed like the Cultivation Power was not strong enough. An Zheng was considering whether there would be a lot of these things as he would have to fight for a while longer. This way, he would have the experience to pass it to the people in the Heavenly Awakening Sect, and he would be prepared in the future.

  However, iron rod, who was clearly still more than ten meters away from An Zheng, suddenly flew out and instantly appeared behind him.

  Dang!

  The iron rod heavily smashed into a group of Holy Fish Scale and under the immense force, An Zheng was actually knocked staggering a few steps to the side.

  The strength was increasing!

  An Zheng realized that their power was increasing!

  He thought back to what the guy from before had said. Cultivators should be able to deduce that the battle level of the Sumeru Stage should be higher. Then, he said that there was a high-grade magic tool to increase the battle level. In other words, the strength of these guys was quite terrifying. Their only goal was to adjust the way they fought according to the strength of their opponents. In terms of strength, the iron rod was more than twice as strong as before.

  The iron rod could not break through An Zheng's defense, causing Fifth Floor to be obviously stunned for a moment. Although their faces were tightly wrapped in bandages, they seemed to be able to see and hear everything clearly, and were even sharper than normal people.

  The two iron rod s flew towards An Zheng. After he made his move, the other three men in black also made their move. They stood at the periphery with the eight iron rod constantly attacking An Zheng. An Zheng didn't feel good at all. Although the Holy Fish Scale was incomparably sturdy, it was as if he was inside a sturdy bell, and the eight large hammers outside were continuously hammering on it. Even if the sledgehammer didn't shatter the iron bell, it was enough to injure someone.

  "I gave you guys face."

  An Zheng's right hand started to shine, releasing a ball of blazing white light.

  He rushed forward, as the eight Holy Fish Scale spun around him, dispersing the rest of the iron rod. Rushing in front of Fifth Elder, An Zheng's right hand suddenly pushed forward. A white ball of light the size of a fist flew out from An Zheng's hand and struck Earth Five's chest with lightning speed. The white ball of light was incomparably hot, instantly burning a hole in Earthfive's chest.

  Fifth Floor let out a mournful howl, and the thread-like things in its chest started to wiggle violently, as if it was trying to squeeze out the ball of light. However, An Zheng's Cultivation Power was not something tangible. The threadworm that could squeeze out the ice could not squeeze out the Cultivation Power. Countless threadworm pounced forward one after the other, ultimately extinguishing the white light. However, a shocking hole had appeared on the chest of Fifth Earth's body, burning almost all the way down to his back.

  He lowered his head, and the burnt black fibers on his wound fell off bit by bit. The new black fibers began to weave and grow, filling up the hole in his chest in a short period of time.

  They couldn't be killed!

  Du Shoushou shouted from behind: "Fuck, these things couldn't have been killed in the first place right!"

  Qu Liuxi frowned deeply, "These things are all refined. It should be the same as alchemy, the physical body should have been thoroughly changed. It was as if they had fused with the characteristics of plants and beasts. In any case, they no longer belonged to the human race. The only one with such abilities in the State of Yan could only be Zhuge Chouyun. Man and beast are alike, the heart is the absolute fatal thing. But after they fused with a certain characteristic of plants, the heart is no longer important, or rather, they may not even have a heart anymore. "

  An Zheng shouted in front: "Then how do we kill him?!"

  An Zheng was forced into a state of panic, if it was any other cultivators from the Heavenly Awakening Sect, they would have already been killed.

  "Release your hand. Kill."

  The person standing behind him said in a cold voice.

  The bandages on the hands of the four people in front of him fell apart with a 'pu pu' sound. What was inside the bandages was not a hand, but rather what looked like a black tree root.

  The four of them made their moves at the same time, countless fine black fibers extending out of their fingers and intertwining densely towards An Zheng. An Zheng rose into the air, and with a wave of his right hand, those scattered silk threads instantly formed a black long whip that lashed towards An Zheng's back. An Zheng pushed his hands behind him in midair, causing a ball of Cultivation Power to explode as he charged forward like a cannonball.

  The long black whip fell to the ground, smashing the hard stone floor into pieces. A cloud of black smoke and dust stirred up.

  An Zheng punched out continuously in midair, and a dozen orbs of light that were as hot as the sun shot out, hitting Three Earth's body consecutively. Those balls of light were like hot iron balls placed on the snow, not only fusing into Three's body but also the ground. The sound of Earth Three's agonizing wails could almost tear the night sky apart.

  Di San raised both his hands, and the silk threads wrapped around the balls of light and pulled outwards. Black silk threads continued to burn, and new silk threads pounced on them. In the end, more than a dozen balls of light were forcibly pulled out.

  His legs seemed to have gone soft, and this was the first time his knees could bend. He was kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. It was obvious that An Zheng's unique Cultivation Power had done great harm to them.

  Just as An Zheng was observing his surroundings, countless black silk threads intertwined over, forming a black circular net that was at least a dozen meters in size. It surrounded An Zheng within it in the middle of the air. Then, the layer of web started to be encrypted rapidly. An invisible machine was manipulating the web, and the web instantly became solid. A black sphere more than ten meters long fell from the sky.

  Second, fourth, and fifth, the three of them rushed over at the same time, the threads in their hands transformed into thousands of thin iron rod threads and stabbed into the black ball. Every single iron rod was at least ten meters long, and they were all stabbed in.

  Du Shoushou shouted. Just as he was about to rush forward, he was stopped by Gu Qianye: "Idiot, don't you see that An Zheng is testing how strong these guys are?"

  Du Shoushou was startled for a moment. "Ah?"

  He had only let out a single cry when he saw that An Zheng had appeared behind the body of the tribesman who had fallen earlier.

  Around An Zheng's body, a ball of light green light was disappearing.

  Only then did Du Shoushou come back to his senses. An Zheng had two twin trees.

  An Zheng held the Depressing Sword in his hand, and a one meter long purple colored sword qi extended out of the sword's body like a burning tail flame. He stood behind the kneeling third brother on the ground and then chopped off the head of the third brother with a single slash.

  Depressing Sword, Purple-Rank Divine Artifact.

  No matter how strong the bodies of these fellows were, they would not be able to stop the edge of the Depressing Sword.

  At this moment, the second, fourth, and fifth figures realized that the black ball was empty. They suddenly turned around in time to see the head of Earth Three fall to the ground. All four of them let out a roar, including the one who had been standing at the back the entire time.

  An Zheng took a step back, staring at the three whose heads were on the ground.

  One second later, countless black silk threads came out of his neck,
slithering down like snakes at an astonishing speed to find the head that fell to the ground. At the same time, there were countless black threads extending out of the head, interweaving with the threads extending out of the neck. Then, the head was pulled back and plastered back onto his neck with a plop.

  Ann turned her head, face to the back, although the bandage didn't make it clear which side was the front and which side was the back. The head rotated a few times and returned to its proper position.

  Di San stood up and turned around to "look" at An Zheng.

  Because his neck had been severed, a portion of the bandage that had wrapped around his body had been severed as well. The bandages that were broken hung down from his face and slowly loosened.

  An Zheng guarded himself carefully, his disgust for these things reaching its limit. These fellows could not even kill him, so the cultivators of the Sumeru Stage might not even have the ability to escape. If these five people took advantage of the darkness to sneak into Heavenly Awakening Sect, I'm afraid that Heavenly Awakening Sect would have already suffered heavy losses.

  The bandage loosened, revealing a face that one would never be able to forget after one look.

  So ugly, so terrifying.

  On his bumpy face, there was a black bubble that constantly inflated before shrinking back. In front of his eyes, there were only two bulging bulges. His mouth was gone, his nose was gone, and his ears were gone. His entire face was pinched like black mud from a stinking swamp to the extreme.

  Chapter 276 - Golden Silkworm

  An Zheng had seen all kinds of corpses when he was investigating the case. Some of them were highly rotten, but none of them looked uglier than the man in black.

  "He deserves to die."

  The part of the ground that should have been his mouth moved a little, and the opening could be vaguely seen. When the adherent lips were pulled apart, the minuscule meat filigree objects were stretched one by one until they were thin, which was especially terrifying.