Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 780: The giant beast brings disaster, draw energy to fight the demon king

When the fishy wind carrying the smell of rotten sea hit his nostrils, Wu Hen's boot heel crushed half of the bluestone slab.

The moonlight in the fishing village was shattered.

The bay, which should have been filled with swaying fishing lights, now seemed to be wrinkled by an invisible hand.

The eight-immortals table under the old locust tree was overturned in the mud, the ceramic jar for pickled fish was broken into pieces, and the fishy and salty juice mixed with black blood meandered in the cracks of the stone slabs.

At the deepest cliff, the black coffin wrapped in iron chains was shaking violently.

Three chains as thick as arms were broken into three pieces, and blue blood was dripping from the metal edges.

"Three." Lin Qiye stood beside him and tapped the Tang sword at his waist with his knuckles.

The wind lifted a corner of the red rope wrapped around the scabbard, revealing the newly engraved words "Zhen Xie" underneath.

"The same number of broken chains as the Demon Suppression Pavilion."

An Qingyu suddenly grabbed Wu Hen's wrist.

Her fingertips were as cold as ice picks, following his pulse and drilling into his bones: "The Black King's breath... is in the black coffin."

Before he finished speaking, a roar like muffled thunder came from the sea cliff.

The talisman on the surface of the black coffin suddenly exploded, and a black shadow broke out of the coffin amidst the splattering of gold powder. It was a half-human, half-beast monster with six arms on its back, each holding a rusty chain.

The head looked like that of a skinned giant ape. Beneath the dark red flesh, a pair of vertical pupils glowed like molten gold.

"Is that... the Black King?" Shen Qingzhu's peach wood sword was shaking.

She stared at the chains on the monster's chest. "But the chief said that the Black King should be locked in the underground palace of the Demon Suppression Pavilion!"

"It has been reincarnated through the chains of the black coffin." Master Chen's celadon cup suddenly became hot, and the golden sand at the bottom of the cup condensed into the word "劫".

"The Evil-Suppressing Seal broke three chains, so the Black King chewed three chains from the Black Coffin to use as coffin lids. Now, it's a monster fused together from the evil of the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion and the evil of the Sea Eye."

The monster suddenly roared towards the sky.

The waves rolled back and hit the cliff, the fishing boat was lifted into the air and then crashed down heavily, and the broken wood chips pierced into the mud wall like steel knives.

Wu Hen's clothes rustled as he looked at the remnants of the Evil-Suppressing Seal on the monster's forehead. He suddenly laughed, "So it's in such a hurry to reincarnate because it's afraid the Evil-Suppressing Seal will be complete and destroy its roots."

He turned to look at Lin Qiye, "Old Lin, do you remember what the First Master said about 'drawing energy'?"

Lin Qiye unsheathed his Tang sword half an inch, and the cold light cut through a wisp of fishy wind: "Use the evil-suppressing seal to absorb its demon essence, and then use its power to kill it."

"Yes." Wu Hen took out the evil-suppressing seal from his arms, and golden light leaked out from between his fingers.

"The Black King is now a strange creature. The demon essence is mixed with the sealing power of the Demon Suppression Pavilion. The more power it uses, the faster the evil seal absorbs it." He threw the jade token to Lin Qiye.

"You use the seal to draw its power, and I'll use the God-Slaying Sword to sever its meridians."

The monster's six arms suddenly grew longer.

The hand on the far left reached out to grab An Qingyu, its nails dripping with a green liquid that corroded metal. "Little girl, your spiritual power... is still warm."

"Get lost." An Qingyu's pupils suddenly turned golden.

She raised her hand and pushed, and a blade of mental power directly cut off the monster's wrist.

Green smoke rose as the severed limbs fell to the ground. "My brain is for living people, not for animals."

The monster let out a shrill scream and swept forward with its remaining five arms at the same time.

Lin Qiye spun around and dodged, the evil-suppressing seal lit up in his palm, and the golden light was attracted to the chain on the monster's chest like a magnet.

Wu Hen's God-Slaying Sword slashed out from behind, the blade light wrapped in golden light, accurately cutting the vital point on the back of the monster's neck - there was a silver-white tendon there, which was the main vein of the demon's essence.

"laugh--"

The sound of the knife entering the flesh mixed with the crisp sound of the chain breaking.

The monster's movements suddenly stopped, and Wu Hen took the opportunity to grab the chain on its arm, and the golden light of the Evil-Suppressing Seal poured into it along the chain.

Fear flashed in the monster's vertical pupils. It roared and tried to break free, but the chains seemed to come alive and wrapped around its arms tightly, pulling Yao Yuan into the Evil-Suppressing Seal.

"Have you sucked enough?" Sweat broke out on Lin Qiye's forehead.

He could feel the Evil-Suppressing Seal growing hot, and the patterns on the jade token were filled with a faint blue light—that was the Black King's demonic essence.

"Inhale for another half a moment!" Wu Hen's knife went deeper.

He stared at the monster's gradually withering six arms, "Its demon essence contains the sealing power of the Demon Suppression Pavilion. This thing can temper my sword!"

The monster suddenly swung its tail.

The tail was that of a giant python covered with scales, which whipped Wu Hen on the back and smashed him directly into the mud wall.

Shen Qingzhu screamed and rushed over, stabbing the peach wood sword at the seven inches of the snake's tail, but was bounced off by the scales and made a buzzing sound.

Master Chen's celadon cup flew out, and the golden sand condensed into a chain that wrapped around the snake's tail, but as soon as it touched the scales, it made a "crackling" sound and burned a hole.

"Wu Hen!" An Qingyu's mental power overwhelmed him, wrapped around his waist and pulled him back.

Wu Hen spat out a mouthful of blood and grabbed her wrist with his backhand: "Don't worry about me, look at Lao Lin!"

Lin Qiye's evil-suppressing seal has completely turned into a dark blue.

He stared at the monster's gradually fading body, and suddenly roared, smashing the jade token to the ground.

Golden light and dark blue light exploded in the mud, forming a vortex that sucked in all of the monster's demonic energy.

The monster let out one last scream, and its six arms turned into black smoke and dissipated, leaving only a bloody demon pill falling in the center of the vortex.

"Is it done?" Shen Qingzhu helped Wu Hen stand up.

"It's bullshit." Lin Qiye bent down and picked up the demon pill.

The pill was still hot, with the pattern of the evil-suppressing seal on its surface. "This thing is the Black King's life core, but its evil spirit hasn't completely dissipated—"

He suddenly looked up at the horizon and said, "Look over there."

Everyone followed his gaze.

Seven blue ghost lights floated on the sea surface.

The will-o'-the-wisp fire rose higher and higher, and finally gathered into a vague human figure.

The silhouette of the shadow was 70% similar to the Black King, but there was an extra scar running through the center of the eyebrow.

Its sound was like rusty gears grinding. "God Slayer... Do you think you can kill me just by sucking half my life away?"

It raised its hand and the black coffin suddenly roared, "I still have half of my life, in the black coffin - in something more ferocious."

Wu Hen's God-Slaying Sword suddenly vibrated.

He stared at the shadow, his throat tightening. "The real culprit the Chief mentioned... is this it?"

"No." Master Chen's celadon cup cracked. "It's just the murderer's dog. Now the dog has escaped, and the master is about to wake up."

Shadow smiled.

Its voice, mixed with the whimpering of the waves, gradually dissipated in the wind: "Godslayer, the next time we meet... I will wear my master's chains and string your bones into lanterns."

On the horizon, the ghost lights went out one by one.

Wu Hen clenched the God-Slaying Sword tightly.

The golden light on the blade reflected his red eyes, like a ball of endless fire: "Lao Lin, give me the demon pill."

Lin Qiye didn't ask why and handed it over directly.

Wu Hen pressed the demon pill on the back of the knife.

At the moment when the golden light and the dark blue light merged, the blade made a roar like a dragon's roar.

He looked at the four remaining chains on the black coffin, a cold smile forming on his lips. "Next time? Next time I'll kill both the dog and the master."

The sea breeze swept through the fishing village, carrying the smell of blood.

The torn flag on the broken mast rustled, as if responding to his words.

When the fishy smell of the rotten sea wrapped in the smell of rust hit his nostrils, Wu Hen's leather boots rolled over half of a bluestone slab.

The stone slab was cracked in two, and the broken side was still stained with half a pickled fish scale, with a dark yellow oily sheen.

This was the pickled fish jar that Grandma Wang used to keep in his memory. Last month, he had squatted at the door and drank the tea she handed him.

The moonlight in the fishing village shattered into pieces.

The eight-immortal table under the old locust tree lay upside down in the mud, its painted "Fu" character swollen from the black blood.

A bamboo plate for drying fish was hung on the broken mast, with half a charred tail stuck between the bamboo strips - it was the yellow dog raised by Li Gouzi, and even its bones were now oozing blue.

At the deepest edge of the sea cliff, the black coffin was shaking like a drum, and the three chains were broken into three pieces. The metal edges were "sizzling" with dark blue blood, like a wound burned by a red-hot iron.

"Three." Lin Qiye's thumb stroked the scabbard of the Tang sword. The newly carved mark of the word "Zhenxie" under the red rope still pricked his hand. "It's exactly the same number of broken chains as the ones in the underground palace of the Demon Suppression Pavilion."

An Qingyu suddenly grabbed Wu Hen's wrist, her nails almost digging into the bone: "The Black King's aura... is in the black coffin."

Her voice trembled, but it wasn't because of fear, it was because of the tension as her mental power surged. "It's laughing."

Before he could finish his words, a muffled thunder exploded from the cliff.

The talismans on the surface of the black coffin exploded with a "crackling" sound, and gold powder scattered like broken stars.

A dark figure broke out of the coffin—six arms like iron spears, each holding a rusty chain;

The head looked like that of a skinned giant ape. Beneath the dark red flesh, the vertical pupils glowed with molten gold, like two lumps of red-hot charcoal.

The most horrifying thing was its chest. The chains of the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion's underground palace and the chains of the black coffin were entangled into a knot, and half of the remnant of the Evil-Suppressing Seal was floating in the oozing black blood.

"Is this the Black King?" Shen Qingzhu's peach wood sword trembled. "The chief monk said it should be locked in the underground palace and eat talisman ashes!"

Master Chen's celadon cup vibrated with a humming sound, and golden sand formed the character "劫" (robbery) at the bottom of the cup. "The evil-suppressing seal broke three locks, so it gnawed three locks from the black coffin to use as coffin lids."

He stared at the chains wrapped around the monster's waist, his Adam's apple moving. "This thing is now a freak concocted by Xie from the Demon Suppression Pavilion and Sha from the Sea Eye."

The strange ape suddenly let out a long howl towards the sky.

The waves rolled back and hit the cliff, and the three fishing boats were lifted up to a height of twenty feet, and then crashed into the mud wall with a "bang". The broken wood pieces pierced into the adobe, and the splashed mud was mixed with broken bones.

The corners of Wu Hen's clothes rustled in the wind. He looked at the faintly visible evil-suppressing seal on the monster's forehead and suddenly laughed out loud: "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? You're afraid that the evil-suppressing seal will be complete and you can cut off its roots." He turned to look at Lin Qiye.

"Old Lin, do you remember what the First Master said about 'drawing energy'?"

Lin Qiye drew his sword half an inch, and the cold light cut through a wisp of fishy wind: "Use the evil-suppressing seal to absorb its demonic essence, and then use its power to kill it."

"Yes." Wu Hen took out the evil-suppressing seal from his arms, and golden light leaked out from between his fingers, drilling towards the monster like a living thing.

"This thing is now a hodgepodge. The demon essence is mixed with the sealing power of the Demon Suppression Pavilion. The more it struggles, the faster the evil seal absorbs it."

He threw the jade token to Lin Qiye, "You use the seal to draw its power, and I'll use the God-Slaying Sword to cut its pulse."

The strange ape's six arms grew rapidly, and the leftmost hand went straight for An Qingyu's throat, with green liquid dripping from the tip of its nails.

The air was corroded so much that it sizzled with white smoke: "Little girl... your spiritual power is still warm."

"Get the hell out of here!" An Qingyu's pupils suddenly turned golden, and he raised his hand to strike out with a mental blade.

The blade was like a piece of red-hot iron, and it cut off the monster ape's wrist with a "swish".

Green smoke rose from the fallen limbs, the stench mixed with the smell of burnt flesh. "My brain is for living people, not for animals!"

The strange ape let out a shrill scream and swept across with its remaining five arms.

Lin Qiye spun around to avoid it, the evil-suppressing seal on his palm burned red, and the golden light was like a magnet, firmly sucking the chain on the monster ape's chest.

Wu Hen's God-Slaying Sword slashed out from behind, the blade light wrapped in golden light, and accurately cut the back of the monster ape's neck - there was a silver-white tendon there, which was the main vein of the demon essence.

The dull sound of the knife entering the flesh mixed with the crisp sound of the chain breaking.

The strange ape froze in its tracks, and Wu Hen took the opportunity to grab the chain on its arm, and the golden light of the Evil-Suppressing Seal poured back into it along the chain.

Fear flashed across the strange ape's pupils, and it roared and tried to break free, but the chains seemed to be alive, tightening around it and pulling Yao Yuan into the jade token.

"Is that enough?" Lin Qiye's forehead was covered with sweat, and the lines of the Evil-Suppressing Seal were covered with dark blue, which was the Black King's demonic essence.

"Half a moment!" Wu Hen pressed his knife a little deeper, staring at the ape's six arms that were gradually withering.

"The sealing power within its demon essence can temper a sword!"

The strange ape suddenly swung its tail.

It was a giant scaly python, which hit Wu Hen on the back and smashed him directly into the mud wall.

Shen Qingzhu screamed and rushed forward, stabbing the peach wood sword seven inches into the snake's tail, but was bounced off by the scales, making a buzzing sound.

Master Chen's celadon cup flew out, and the golden sand condensed into a chain that wrapped around the snake's tail, but as soon as it touched the scales, it "sizzled" and burned a hole.

"Wu Hen!" An Qingyu's mental power was like a net, wrapping around his waist and pulling him back.

Wu Hen spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with broken internal organs, but then he grabbed An Qingyu's wrist with his backhand: "Don't worry about me, look at Lao Lin!"

Lin Qiye's evil-suppressing seal turned completely dark blue.

He stared at the gradually fading body of the strange ape, roared, and smashed the jade token to the ground - golden light and dark blue exploded, forming a vortex, sucking all the demon energy in.

The strange ape let out one last scream, and its six arms turned into black smoke and dissipated, leaving only a bloody demon pill dropped in the center of the vortex, with the pattern of the evil-suppressing seal floating on its surface.

"Is it done?" Shen Qingzhu helped Wu Hen up. The clothes on his back were stuck to his flesh and it was heart-wrenching when pulled.

"Bullshit." Lin Qiye bent down to pick up the demon pill. The pill was so hot that his fingertips turned red. "This is the life core, but the demonic energy has not dissipated completely--" He suddenly looked up at the horizon.

Seven blue ghost lights appeared on the sea surface.

The will-o'-the-wisp fire rose higher and higher, gathering into a blurry figure, whose outline was 70% similar to the Black King, but with an extra scar running through his brow.

Its voice was like rusted gears: "God Slayer... you sucked half of my life and you want to kill me?"

It raised its hand and the black coffin roared, "I still have half of my life left, in the black coffin - in something more ferocious."

Wu Hen's God-Slaying Sword suddenly vibrated, and the blade became hot, burning his palm red.

He stared at the shadow, his throat tightening. "The real culprit the Chief mentioned... is this it?"

"No." Master Chen's celadon cup cracked, and golden sand leaked out.

“It’s the murderer’s dog.”

"Now that the dog has run away, the master is about to wake up."

Shadow laughed, his voice mingling with the sobs of the waves: "Next time we meet... I'll bring my master's chains and string your bones into lanterns."

The will-o'-the-wisp lights went out one by one, and the horizon was swallowed up by darkness again.

Wu Hen clenched the God-Slaying Sword tightly. The golden light from the blade made the corners of his eyes turn red, like a ball of endless fire. "Old Lin, the demon pill."

Lin Qiye didn't ask any questions and handed it over directly.

Wu Hen pressed the demon pill on the back of the knife. At the moment when the golden light and the dark blue light blended, the blade let out a dragon roar.

He looked at the four remaining chains on the black coffin, a cold smile forming on his lips. "Next time? Next time, I'll kill both the dog and the master."

The sea breeze swept through the fishing village, carrying the smell of blood.

The torn flag on the broken mast rustled, as if responding to his words.

In the mud, on the broken pieces of Grandma Wang's pickled fish jar,

Half of the fish scale still had a dark yellow oily sheen, and along with the moonlight, it shattered into pieces.