Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 112 - 47: Slaughter_2

But...

It doesn't matter.

As long as the objective is achieved, isn't it normal for some people to die?

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"Attack!"

At the dilapidated temple.

Linghu Zhong waved his hand and charged forward first.

He was the younger brother of the patriarch Linghu An and also the chief steward of the Ling Family, possessing the martial power of a Three Blood Warrior, with outstanding swordsmanship.

With an order.

The disciples of the Ling Family, along with a few from Pan She Martial Arts Hall, swarmed up.

There weren't many people who came first, but they were all elite experts, instantly surrounding the few inside the dilapidated temple, with a clear advantage.

"Looks like we won't be needed."

Fang Zheng lowered his voice:

"Daoist, why don't we find a place to rest?"

"Sure."

Zhang Mingrui's eyebrows slightly relaxed as well. The two didn't intend to intervene, taking a few steps back to distance themselves from the battlefield to find a place to rest when their expressions simultaneously changed.

"Hiss... hiss..."

The eerie hissing sound instinctively made people feel nauseous.

"What is that?"

Fang Zheng set down the magic altar, drew his saber, and looked towards the direction the sound came from. A slender, red-spotted thing slowly appeared.

Snakes!

Not just one snake.

But a dense swarm of snakes!

The snake swarm consisted of various species, some black, some red, some long, some short, some thick, some thin, but their direction remained unchanged.

They were gradually closing in on the two!

"Gulp..."

Fang Zheng's throat rolled:

"Why are there so many snakes?"

Though he didn't know much about snakes, he could see that there were many species in the approaching swarm, poisonous and non-poisonous mixed together, yet not interfering with each other, clearly defying logic.

There must be someone controlling them from behind.

"Evil demon!"

Zhang Mingrui's expression hardened, waving his hand to spread out the magic altar cloth, standing atop it with a peach wood sword in hand, while the other hand rapidly formed spell hand seals:

"Five Peaks True Officials, Earth Spirits."

"The Supreme has decreed, suppress the evil spirits!"

"Hasten!"

Five Peaks True Spirit Spell!

This is the most common type of spell, which can also be transformed into a spirit talisman, having the effect of upholding righteousness and dispelling evil, and can also suppress evil spirits and intimidate ordinary people.

On a night journey through the mountains and forests, carrying this spell can use the earth's energy to drive away bugs, snakes, and malevolent entities.

With the power of the magic altar, the spell's potency was even stronger; the snake swarm ahead twisted crazily, instinctively avoiding the area where the two stood.

As if something terrifying was hidden within these dozens of yards.

Seeing this,

Fang Zheng slightly relaxed his heart; indeed, the spell covered many aspects.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Mingrui's expression was serious:

"There's an evil demon nearby, don't let anyone destroy my magic altar."

Saying this, he suddenly waved the peach wood sword, the paper figures cut on the altar moved by themselves, flying into the forest following his mutterings.

The paper figures floated without a trace, seemingly fragile, yet actually extremely sharp; even hard trees were cut by them, leaving hideous cracks as if slashed by a sharp blade.

A warlock,

is not without means to face an opponent.

"Caw caw..."

A strange laughter came from the forest:

"So it's a little brat from the Pure Yang Palace. Very good. My daughter was harmed by you bunch of Daoist priests. Today you will be the first to suffer."

"Barbarian, go kill him."

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!"

As soon as the strange laughter fell, the ground in the mountain forest began to tremble, trees swayed slightly, as if a primal giant beast was approaching.

"Roar!"

"Crack!"

Visibly, a large tree was forcibly knocked down to the ground, and a burly figure nearly two and a half meters tall appeared in the two's line of sight.

The newcomer was full of bulky flesh, exuding a strange odor similar to a corpse, and the beast-hide clothing barely covered the knotty muscles.

This is a small-sized giant!

The giant rushed forward with quick steps, roaring continuously, and halfway through, casually pulled out a dry tree stump, hurling it fiercely towards the magic altar from a distance.

Whoosh...

The sound of splitting the air was clear to hear.

The newcomer's speed wasn't fast, but the strength was astonishing.

Oh no!

Zhang Mingrui's heart pounded wildly.

Though warlocks have mysterious means, they are constrained when the distance is close, and at least with his current methods, it's hard to block the incoming tree stump.

"Young Master Fang!"

"Understood."

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly; it seemed that a fight tonight was unavoidable. He leapt up, and in mid-air, slashed diagonally with his long saber, striking the side of the wood stump, bursting with power.

Power into the Marrow!

"Bang!"

The massive tree stump flew off diagonally, piercing the soft mud behind the altar, sinking about a ruler deep. If it had landed on a person, the consequences would be imaginable.

Zhang Mingrui was invigorated, quickly performing spells on the magic altar:

"Imperial Decree!"

"Exorcise!"

"Suppress!"

"Fifth-grade lotus, divine light shine down."

"Calamity eradicated, life protected, primordial spirit kept true!"

"Go!"

The Five-Grade Lotus Seal Technique of the Pure Yang Palace had the power to protect against evil and heal, as a mass of Pure Yang Qi fell upon Fang Zheng.

In an instant.

He felt as if he had taken the Ten-Perfection Great Replenishing Pill, full of essence and energy, even his skin taut so that he couldn't feel the biting cold wind.

"Young Master Fang."

Zhang Mingrui, wiping sweat from his brow, said:

"You'd better lure him away; I'll handle the demon inside."

"Today..."

"The situation is somewhat dire!"

Fang Zheng nodded.

It wasn't just on their side; unexpected changes occurred at the dilapidated temple as well, with several experts emerging from nowhere, joining in the melee.

If only the Ling Family people were here today, defeat would have already been certain.

Fortunately, the people from Divine Spear Hall were strong enough, and reinforcements were arriving soon, leaving room for a turn in the situation.

However...

That Mountain-Turning Tiger managed to gather so many experts?

"Die!"

The charging giant didn't give them time to plan, fetching an ebony staff as thick as a human head from behind, hurling it down fiercely where the two were.

"Bring it on!"