Lao Gong's mouth opened even wider!
The jaws seemed to have completely separated, and that bizarrely large mouth, Wei Youming couldn't grab hold of it at all!
It seems more like extending one's hand into Lao Gong's mouth!
Lao Gong bit down hard with a fierce bite!
Wei Youming's arm was actually snapped clean off!
He was more terrified and desperately struggled with the hand that I held.
"I don't have an arm either! Don't want an arm? Give it to me too!"
"Give it to me, give me all of it!"
Lao Gong appeared as if he was possessed, his mouth returned to its normal size, and Wei Youming's arm hadn't ruined his head. It was also nowhere to be found.
After that remark, he opened his mouth again, still aiming a bite at Wei Youming's chest!
I felt a terrifying intuition within me.
Lao Gong's strange transformation was more like an act of predation.
Wei Youming's severed left arm did not regenerate, and there was no gray mist swirling around it. This was not the collapse of a spirit body; it was as if it had been swallowed!
If Lao Gong really bit into Wei Youming's chest, perhaps he could truly steal Wei Youming's heart!?
"Let go!" Wei Youming roared angrily, lifting his leg and violently stomping on my waist and abdomen.
The intense pain washed over me, and I grunted, but I still didn't let go!
Just as I was about to let go, a loud creaking sound echoed, and Sun Zhuo's door opened right at this crucial moment!
The two talismans on the door broke instantly, and Sun Zhuo's face went pale as he lunged out, heading towards the gate of the courtyard!
"No running!" Wei Youming roared with anger!
I felt the same way, with a gloomy expression and a heavy heart.
I was afraid earlier that I would be fighting with Wei Youming, and Sun Zhuo would take the opportunity to escape.
As expected, he's really good at seizing opportunities!
In the twinkling of an eye, I had to let go of Wei Youming's hand.
Wei Youming flew backward, avoiding Lao Gong's bite.
Without hesitation, I quickly reached into my pocket and pulled out the copper gong clapper.
I raised my hand, and the clapper hit.
The deafening gong sound blasted through the small yard!
"Midnight Soul-Shattering Gong! Defeat Soul and Subdue Darkness!"
It's not just the gong sound, but also my low growl.
It's as if something inside me has been released, leaving my entire body with a momentary void.
But Sun Zhuo suddenly froze in place!
My chest felt like a drum beating.
Lao Gong fell heavily to the ground, lying motionless.
He was about to take a step towards Sun Zhuo.
This is the only way I can confront Sun Zhuo directly and legitimately.
During this period, I used the Midnight Soul-Shattering Gong for the second time in the regulatory dojo, draining away another three years of my lifespan.
To my utter surprise, Wei Youming moved.
He seemed not to have been affected at all by the Soul-Shattering Gong, and rushed over to Sun Zhuo's side!
"Your illness, he can't cure it!"
"Once you get him, you'll turn into a madman with the disease!"
Wei Youming's one-armed hand grabbed onto Sun Zhuo's shoulder.
Sun Zhuo's body shivered, as if there were electric sparks flashing across his body.
Suddenly, two black talismans fell from his sleeve, shattering into pieces as they hit the ground.
In that instant, Sun Zhuo woke up.
I was more terrified.
The alarm bell of the watchman, three years of life for a quarter of an hour, and Sun Zhuo woke up like that? This was shocking!
In the next second, a blood arrow shot out of Sun Zhuo's mouth!
Wei Youming's head turned quickly, and he avoided the blood arrow.
Sun Zhuo's arms shook violently, and two talismans landed heavily on Wei Youming's chest!
The golden talismans were special and rare, and the complexity of the paper exceeded human understanding.
White gas erupted wildly, and a large hole appeared in Wei Youming's chest!
The gray mist spread out, breaking through Wei Youming's spiritual body.
Therefore, Sun Zhuo managed to break free from Wei Youming.
His body was trembling, and his face looked as though it was bleeding from the heart!
"You made me use the master's Incinerating Soul Talisman! You evil ghost, you should die!"
Although he cursed, Sun Zhuo still fled forward!
And he didn't even glance back at me!
Wei Youming's body shattered completely, with a thunderous explosion.
In the next second, he appeared at the gate of the courtyard.
His severed arm, however, did not recover.
Sun Zhuo was terrified and suddenly stopped in his tracks. He pressed his hands to form complex incantations and shouted, "Heavenly Spiritual Deity, EartHy Marquis of the Netherworld, holding a golden mallet, investigating ghosts by name, Great Heaven Warriors, Marquis Meng Sheng, hasten your investigation without delay! As per the decree of the Marquis of Fengdu!"
As the incantation settled, Sun Zhuo touched his waist and pulled out a small arm-length, golden mallet hidden beneath his robe!
He took three great steps forward, raised his arm high, and hammered down with the mallet towards Wei Youming!
The mallet was inscribed with complex and mysterious characters.
As he swung it, the gray gas in the air around him was dissolving!
Wei Youming's hands pushed down hard, then closed, and struck heavily!
The wind was howling, roaring!
Wei Youming's body shook violently, his face kept melting, but then reappeared with other expressions, such as crying, laughing, being happy or sad.
He was no mere ghost.
A person with five thousand evil deeds becomes a ghost in the five hells, and six thousand evil deeds make them a prisoner in twenty-eight hells!
Wei Youming had earlier mentioned that he had treated patients with no less than ten thousand and no fewer than eight thousand.
With such terrifying medical techniques, how he actually cured the patients is a mystery, and who could trace it back to its roots?
The stalemate lasted for about a few breaths.
This golden mallet doesn't seem to be something that Sun Zhuo can currently use as a weapon. He is panting heavily, looking extremely exhausted.
Wei Youming's head and face showed numerous signs of scorching burns, and his appearance appeared to be extremely mad.
"You are incurable; you don't even listen to what doctors say!"
"If I let you go today, I will have to take off my skin!"
With a thunderous explosion, Wei Youming's body burst into a cloud of gray mist!
An even more terrifying scene unfolded as he suddenly enveloped Sun Zhuo!
Gray mist from Sun Zhuo's seven pores tried to seep into his brain!
A scream of pain erupted from Sun Zhuo's mouth.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The golden mallet fell from his hand and rolled to the side.
Everything happened too fast, and the scene just now was too intense. I couldn't, and even dared not, get close.
Lao Gong returned to the top of the urinal and huffed and puffed as he gasped for breath.
My forehead was drenched in sweat, and I wanted to get closer.
"Sir... don't... don't go over there..." Lao Gong trembled as he restrained me.
My legs lifted up, but I didn't lower them.
"Life! It's yours if it's yours! If it's not, it's not!"
"A cripple can't steal a leg, a blind person can't take away sight, and a madman won't wake up!"
"You're sick! You don't want to be cured, and you get sicker!"
"I can't cure you! I'll peel off this skin!"
"Let me see what's in your head! Ah!?"
Sharp and venomous growls resounded through the sky.
Mixed with the howling, piercing wind, it produced a sound like the wailing and keening of ghosts.
"Ugh... Ah!"
Sun Zhuo clasped his head in pain and savagely hammered it.
"Get out! Get out!" He shouted hoarsely.
The gray gas around his head and face suddenly became a head that was nothing more than an illusion.
That head was enormous, completely enveloping Sun Zhuo's body!
It was clear that that head was none other than Wei Youming!
The mouth of the illusion was buzzing incessantly.
"You're not walking your own path, nor using your own legs. You're plundering, committing sins. Directly or indirectly, you've harmed countless people!"
"No... you still have..."
"Hiss! You deceive! You're just a living ghost!"
Wei Youming seemed to have discovered something. The illusionary face looked immeasurably shocked and even more resolute!
The gray gas rushed into Sun Zhuo's head even more ferociously. Wei Youming's head was gradually shrinking.
The gray mist was his essence, and as it drove into Sun Zhuo's head, he would naturally disappear outside!
Sun Zhuo's fingers were digging into his scalp and the skin on his face, blood flowing out in streams, looking particularly terrifying.
"Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder..." trembling, Sun Zhuo seemed to want to roar out a spell.
But he couldn't let go of his hands, nor could he form the incantation.
"Help... me..."
"Appear as a God..." Sun Zhuo twisted his head painfully, actually kneeling on the ground and begging me for help.
