“Something’s happened!” Wuzzy Beard swerved the steering wheel and parked the armored car by the roadside, his expression grave. As an old Demon-Slaying Master, he had already sensed a strong sense of danger from the eerie atmosphere in the air.
And this danger was absolutely not something he could handle.
Perhaps all the Demon-Slaying Masters of the Demon-Slaying Division in Province C together couldn’t deal with it.
“You four, and Chen Huaian, you go first. Go to the Demon-Slaying Division of Province C for support!”
As Wuzzy Beard spoke, he got out of the car with a machete, opening all the doors.
“Uncle, what about you?” Chen Huaian got out of the car and stared at Wuzzy Beard who walked to the trunk.
“I’m the only one here ranked as a top-tier soldier.” Wuzzy Beard lit a cigarette, opened the trunk revealing a full load of thermal weapons, and said with a tilt of his head: “If I don’t go, who will?”
“Actually, I should be able to help.”
Chen Huaian pursed his lips.
That’s right, he was simply helping Wuzzy Beard, and had no relation whatsoever to the Demon-Slaying Division.
“You?” Wuzzy Beard took out a bottle filled with pale golden liquid, unscrewed it, poured it into the ammunition box, then turned around and looked at Chen Huaian: “You’re not a member of the Demon-Slaying Division. You can’t help me, nor can you stay here. Leave quickly!”
“I am a containment object.”
“Containment objects need permission. Without permission, stay in the containment room. Your current permission has expired after completing the task of killing the Black Coffin User.” Wuzzy Beard loaded a large shotgun with bullets soaked in golden liquid, then handed a bottle of golden liquid to Chen Huaian, nodding his jaw: “Holy water from the Church, works well against demons and evil spirits. A lot of the funds and resources of the Demon-Slaying Division are used to exchange for these things. After obtaining the breath control method, things have slightly improved… Take this bottle for self-defense.”
Seeing that Chen Huaian was still standing there without moving, Wuzzy Beard’s face showed a nasty smile:
“What’s wrong kid? If you join the Demon-Slaying Division now, I’ll let you participate in my mission immediately. This time, a big guy came, and the reward is at least twenty to thirty million. How does that sound? Isn’t it tempting?”
“Uncle, you really look better when you’re quiet than when you talk.”
“Hahahaha!”
…
Wuzzy Beard finally sighed in relief as he watched Chen Huaian and others leave.
“Go, the farther the better.”
The farther away, the safer.
He smoked while carrying the machete and the shotgun, walking step by step towards the dried-up riverbed.
The ease on his face disappeared, replaced by seriousness and shock —— in the center of the riverbed, a bronze tomb slowly rose a pure gold coffin.
Creak——!
The lid of the coffin slowly opened, frosty corpse gas surged out.
The figure sitting up inside made Wuzzy Beard’s pupils shrink sharply.
It was a thin man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with grayish-green skin under which veins bulged like black snakes. The pure gold jade algae on his crown moved without wind, each string of pearls ending with a shriveled child skull. Inside the eye sockets of the skulls were rhino horn incense sticks, the green smoke coiling into twisted ancient characters in the air. His ten fingernails shone with a cold bronze light, and the bl**d mole on his forehead emitted bl**d light, distorting the light on his face into a vortex, making it impossible to see his features clearly.
The reason Wuzzy Beard felt shocked wasn’t just because of the terrifying pressure from this monster,
But also because he had seen it before —— after being promoted to top-tier soldier status, he was fortunate enough to view the stone steles under the ten-thousand-step staircase of the Kunlun Celestial Palace.
Those stone steles were carved with many stone sculptures.
One of them depicted the scene of this monster rising from the golden coffin.
What does this mean? A prophecy?
Wuzzy Beard couldn’t help but shiver all over when he recalled other sculptures.
It was unimaginable, if all the beings depicted in these sculptures would gradually appear, what kind of disaster would it be.
This world would turn into hell, wouldn’t it?
Just as he was pondering, the Corpse King started to move.
He tilted his head back and howled wildly, the sharp scream resembling the noise of thousands of old TVs. Corpse gas spread, the river froze inch by inch, the ginkgo trees on the bank shed leaves everywhere. A neatly dressed man was running madly on the shore, the contract papers in his briefcase flying like snowflakes, but they turned into paper money the moment they touched the corpse gas.
“This corpse gas cannot be touched… we mustn’t let this old monster keep screaming, otherwise everyone in the city will become dead people.” Wuzzy Beard cursed as he ran across the river surface with his machete, rushing toward where the Corpse King was located in the middle of the river.
He didn’t think he could defeat this bizarre Corpse King with his own strength.
He just didn’t want the world to have more unfortunate people like him.
“Beast, shut your d*mn mouth!”
The spinning machete slashed toward the Corpse King, and at the same time, Wuzzy Beard raised his right hand.
The barrel of the shotgun spewed azure flames.
Bang bang!
There was no dull sound of bullets hitting flesh, only sparks appeared in Wuzzy Beard’s vision.
His pupils contracted as he saw the Corpse King’s dry hand grab the blade of his machete in the blink of an eye.
Under the hanging pearls, that distorted face remained unscathed, and all the bullets from the shotgun were deflected.
“Go to hell, such thick skin?!”
In response to Wuzzy Beard, the Corpse King suddenly stretched out his hand.
A punch!
Pang——!
Wuzzy Beard spat out a mouthful of bl**d, looking down at the chest cavity that had been instantly pierced.
The Corpse King slowly withdrew his hand, pulling out a pulsating lump. He originally wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but hesitated at the last moment —— obviously this lump wasn’t the heart he wanted, and its smell was also not fresh.
Wuzzy Beard laughed: “Hahaha, old b*stard, didn’t expect it, huh? I don’t have a heart!”
He punched the Corpse King in the face, feeling like he was hitting a wall of alloy.
“Ah!” Wuzzy Beard winced in pain, shaking his hand, his facial features contorted with pain. Indeed, ten fingers connect to the heart, and this punch broke all his fingers. He learned today what it means to have a face thicker than a city wall.
This punch didn’t hurt the Corpse King.
But for the Corpse King, it was a provocation.
“Hoo——!”
He slammed Wuzzy Beard onto the ground, his claws slashing left and right.
The sound of bone breaking and screams was like a broken violin, muscles tearing apart in the cold light.
bl**d splattered on the grayish-green scales, limbs twitched and rolled onto the river surface.
The dismembered body resembled a broken puppet, mechanically torn into pieces.
Only the head of Wuzzy Beard remained, coldly staring at the Corpse King.
He was in great pain, so much that his mind went blank.
But he still smiled and opened his mouth to spit at the Corpse King’s foot.
“I… spit——!”
Puff.
The next second, the brain was crushed.
The Corpse King took a deep breath.
His world was finally peaceful.
“Heaven and Earth Mystic Sect, source of myriad Qi!”
Suddenly, solemn shouts rang out from the rooftops on both sides of the Brocade River.
Seven Demon-Slaying Masters stood on different rooftops, their hands forming seals.
Their energies connected with each other, and behind their heads floated yellow flags fluttering in the wind. With the rapid chanting, seven stars appeared on the frozen river surface beneath the Corpse King, forming the Big Dipper Formation.
The position where the Corpse King was located just happened to be the Poh Koon position —— Yao Guang.
At this moment, the Yao Guang in the formation resonated with the Yao Guang star gradually turning red in the sky.
A bl**d-red sword gradually formed above the Corpse King.
On the ice surface, Wuzzy Beard’s eyeballs silently watched this scene.
Although he was beaten to pieces,
At least the reinforcements from the Demon-Slaying Division finally arrived.
…
Chapter 161

Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?
My Virtual Immortal Girlfriend Came to Life from a Mobile Game, 不是,我电子女友咋修成剑仙了My name is Chen Huai’an, and I have cancer. I’m dying. Lately, I’ve become obsessed with a virtual girlfriend game. I top up my account to buy her cultivation techniques and magical artifacts. Even though I’ve emptied my wallet, I laugh like a fool. I always thought it was just a game—until one day, my virtual girlfriend sent me a pill. The next moment, the pill appeared in my hand… Am I… not going to die?!
My name is Li Qingran. My cultivation has been crippled, my spiritual roots dug out, and I’ve been expelled from my sect. I cower in a dilapidated hut, waiting to die. I thought my life was over—until I met a mysterious senior who never shows himself. This senior heals my wounds and helps me cultivate. I grow stronger and stronger, eventually becoming the most powerful sword cultivator in the Cangyun Realm. I’ve heard that the spiritual energy in Cangyun is depleting, the Dao is dim, and an immortal from another world plans to merge their soon-to-revive realm with ours. An age of chaos and opportunity is upon us. Even immortals may face death in this struggle. I scour the world for traces of this senior. I want to protect him—and become his Dao companion!!!