Chapter 150

But this powerful axe didn't sever the arm; instead, it produced a crisp sound like metal clashing against stone. However, it did manage to shift the arm's position, saving Jiangcheng.

In the dense darkness, another enormous figure slowly revealed itself. A hand, even larger than a millstone, grabbed the rotten arm and yanked it outwards, dragging the corpse hidden in the darkness above Jiangcheng's head into view.

After the Rain Night Killer, the hidden Starving Ghost had also appeared.

Seeing these two, a large stone in Jiangcheng's heart finally settled. It seemed Wu wasn't entirely at ease before leaving, so he had quietly left these two strange entities behind.

Now, Jiangcheng could completely see the true face of this so-called Daheitian (Great Dark Heaven): a towering corpse nearly ten feet tall, its body covered in red threads strung with copper coins.

The corpse's face was temporarily obscured, shrouded in dense black mist. However, Jiangcheng could feel the sinister gaze emanating from within. This black mist seemed to be the source of the all-encompassing darkness above, as well as the corpse's power.

As the Starving Ghost swayed its withered arms, a blizzard centered on it began to form a massive snow tornado, which then crashed violently into the corpse. In a few breaths, it had frozen the corpse into an ice sculpture.

"It's done!" Tang Qisheng was so excited he could barely speak. The original deadly situation had been reversed.

However, the situation quickly changed. Everyone heard a series of crisp tinkling sounds, and with them, the corpse's ice sculpture began to tremble slightly.

It was the sound of the copper coins on the corpse's body. Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the ice sculpture, one running from the head to the waist, and finally all the way to the calf, almost piercing the entire body.

Seeing that the corpse was about to break free, the Killer took a few steps forward, gripped the axe handle with both thick arms, and swung the axe down hard on the corpse's shoulder.

This chop contained terrifying power, and the ground trembled beneath it. However, unfortunately, the strangely gleaming axe blade did not split the corpse in two. It only shattered part of the ice shell and embedded itself in the corpse's shoulder.

With a loud "bang," the ice layer encasing the corpse exploded, sending copper coins flying. The Killer, who was close by, bore the brunt of the blast. Dozens of copper coins instantly disappeared into the Killer's body, and the enormous impact sent him flying.

The Starving Ghost appeared in front of Jiangcheng and the others with incredible speed, opening its arms and using its body to block the attack of the copper coins.

Jiangcheng discovered that these copper coins were clearly more powerful than he had imagined. They could actually penetrate the Starving Ghost's dry flesh. Not far away, the Killer, who had been struck by a dense barrage of copper coins, was struggling on the ground, unable to stand. Black gas was constantly seeping out through the wounds left by the coins.

The Starving Ghost wasn't doing much better. After being hit by the copper coins, it was clearly at a disadvantage in the ensuing battle. Although it hadn't shown any signs of collapse yet, it clearly couldn't hold out for long.

Jiangcheng could see that if it weren't for them, these burdens hindering their energy, the Starving Ghost and the Killer might not have lost in a two-on-one situation. But now, saying that was useless.

"Tang Qisheng, can you use your ghost eye?" Jiangcheng asked Tang Qisheng.

"No! I already tried!" This space seemed to be isolated by a very strange force, completely severing his connection with the flesh and blood hospital.

The corpse once again concealed itself in the dense darkness above. After a few breaths, it actually emerged from the Starving Ghost's side and rear. Although the Starving Ghost reacted quickly, it was still entangled by the red threads extending from the corpse.

The thin threads seemed to contain an incomprehensible power. Waves of black mist poured into the Starving Ghost's body along the threads. The Starving Ghost's huge, pale body was being enveloped in black mist. This erosion was from the outside in, and no amount of struggling could stop it.

The Starving Ghost had also been defeated.

"Giggle…"

Accompanied by a piercing shriek, the corpse once again merged into the darkness above. This time, its target was the people below, especially Jiangcheng, the leader.

Just as everyone was looking up, searching for the corpse's whereabouts, a "poof" sound came from above, followed by a rain of blood mixed with rotten flesh. The blood rain was foul and stinky.

A few seconds later, Fatty suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had seen something unbelievable. "The, the sky is cracking!"

Fatty's description was a bit off. It wasn't that the sky was cracking, but that the pitch-blackness above was splitting open, revealing the original night sky behind the crack—the stars, and a crescent moon.

"Thump!"

Under everyone's gaze, something fell from the crack, splattering blood on the ground. Everyone moved closer and saw that it was… an arm!

It was covered in red threads strung with rusty copper coins—the corpse ghost's arm!

The arm had been severed by a sharp weapon. The cut was very smooth, made by a sword, or perhaps an exceptionally sharp knife.

Just as Jiangcheng had an answer in his mind, a sonic boom suddenly erupted in the sky. Then, as everyone looked up, the dense black gas above trembled violently along the crack. A shadow even darker and deeper than the black gas stepped on the crescent moon and split the sky above with a single slash.

Noxious blood splattered everywhere, and a fragmented body fell from above. The corpse ghost's red threads were all broken, and the black mist on its head was also shattered, revealing a rotten face with unclosed eyes.

It was Dr. Zhou, or at least, it used to be him. A faint outline could still be seen on the rotten, pus-filled face.

Seeing Wu again, Tang Qisheng was so excited that he almost fainted. Fatty, annoyed by him, pushed him away and opened his arms with tears in his eyes to welcome him. "Brother, you've finally arrived!"

After a brief inquiry, Jiangcheng roughly understood what had happened on Wu's side. The old man and the others had tricked him into the desolate mountain. They had found a cave in a narrow, deep valley at the foot of the mountain, a cave that exuded a very strong baleful aura.

The old man suggested that Wu go in to investigate the situation, while the old man and the others blocked the entrance to prevent Daheitian from escaping and harming Jiangcheng and the others.

Wu was cautious. He hid his main body and allowed the Heart-Eating Demon to transform into his appearance to explore the cave.

As a result, shortly after the Heart-Eating Demon entered, the old man and the others sealed the cave. Accompanied by the group's strange chanting, something seemed to be awakened inside the cave. Then, Wu suddenly discovered that his connection with the Heart-Eating Demon had been severed.

Based on Wu's reaction, Jiangcheng suspected that Wu didn't know what had happened to the Heart-Eating Demon either. In short, there was something strange in that cave, and it was very strange. After all, the trap there was prepared for Wu.