A light yellow coarse cloth long gown, coarse cloth boots, and a black cloth belt around the waist. In the midst of a strong gust of wind, Emperor Shi's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he pinched Wu Changlao's neck with his left hand and slapped him repeatedly with his right hand at a steady frequency. "Slap, slap", the crisp slaps sent Wu Changlao's head swinging wildly from side to side, and soon his face was swollen high, with blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth.
With each slap, a wisp of green mist seeped into Wu Changlao's face, and gradually his skin and eyes turned an eerie pale green. A heavy aura of death emanated from his body.
"Hand over the antidote and the solution to the Three Corpse Poison Curse, or else, the corpse poison I've implanted in your body will explode, heh heh!" The Corpse Emperor sneered coldly, causing Wu Changlao's face to turn extremely unsightly.
Another heavy slap landed, a piece of flesh flew off Wu Changlao's face, and a large amount of pale green poisonous blood splattered out. Wu Changlao groaned in pain, his body involuntarily twisting slightly.
The five fingers on his neck tightened again, and Wu Changlao's body convulsed, almost being choked to the point of fainting.
In a fit of rage, Wu Lao's body burst forth with a bloody glow. The blood tumor on his forehead slowly dispersed in all directions. A three-inch-long blood pupil slowly opened, and a large amount of ghostly energy shot up into the sky. The wailing sound shook people's souls. Three blood-glowing eyes stared fixedly at Shi Di, while Wu Lao's skin simultaneously exploded into powder.
Innumerable fragments of skin and splattered blood mixed together, transformed into a sticky, gelatinous liquid by the gaze of that bloody eye. As the ear-piercing incantation grew louder, the volume of this foul, blood-colored liquid expanded, until finally, accompanied by a series of shrill, ghostly wails, a gigantic banner over a hundred feet long and wide burst forth from within. The material of the banner was extremely strange, seemingly woven from human skin that had been drawn out into fine threads, then coated with a thin layer of blood. Countless black characters the size of fists floated on the surface of the banner, all twisting and writhing like ghostly faces.
"Corpse Emperor, you've humiliated me too much! This old man is going to fight it out with you!" Wu Lao shouted in extreme rage, his brow bursting forth with a three-foot-six-inch thick blood spring that shot up into the air. On top of the blood spring was a sphere of blood light with a diameter of three feet, within which coiled a nine-sectioned Blood Vortex. Large, squirming tendrils like human blood vessels emerged from the blood vortex, blooming into six twisted and ugly blood-colored lotus flowers and six constantly squirming lotus leaves.
In the blood-colored lotus, a naked girl with clear and beautiful features, no bigger than a palm, was lying on her back. On the six lotus leaves stood six naked boys with white skin and extraordinary beauty. As the sky was filled with eerie and unpleasant howls, the naked boys shouted in excitement, jumped off the lotus leaves, and pounced into the flower, falling onto the girl's body.
A vivid and lifelike scroll of spring palace paintings unfolded before everyone's eyes. It was strange to say, but these twelve men and women were only the size of a palm, yet Gu Xiechen and others who were separated by hundreds of meters could still see their every move clearly, even the fine details of their hair. The subtle moans came from the mouths of these twelve flesh worms, like the gentle rain on a spring night that stirred up the ** in Gu Xiechen's heart, and a fierce fire burst forth from his lower abdomen.
Xin Jia and Zhao Yi were shocked by the sound, Xin Jia grabbed Gu Xiechen's head with one hand, while Zhao Yi's hands moved like the wind, bringing up flashes of golden light that instantly touched all 108 major acupoints on Gu Xiechen's body. The other ninety-nine subordinates of Xin Jia formed a nine-palace eight-trigram array to surround Gu Xiechen, continuously reciting the Clear and Calm Demon-Subduing Scripture.
A pure yang true fire from the Tianling poured into the body of Gu Xiechen, and in an instant, it entwined with the yin fire to form a single entity. A large amount of foul-smelling exhaust gas drifted away from the two flames as they clashed, and the exhaust gas was like mercury seeping into a sand pile, wanting to rush into Gu Xiechen's five organs and six viscera through his meridians. However, all the major acupoints and meridians on Gu Xiechen's body had been sealed by Zhao Yi's descending magic spell, so no matter how hard the exhaust gas surged like a mighty tide, it was unable to advance even an inch.
The Qing Jing Xiang Mo Jing culture is a weak golden light that constantly flows into the body of Gu Xie Chen, and the highly toxic exhaust gas is constantly purified by the golden light, gradually turning into gray mist and expelled from Gu Xie Chen's body.
On this side, Gu Xiechen had a group of subordinates who were doing their best to rescue and help, but on the other side, Sai Zhen and Arediya had already fallen to the ground with a thud. The two faces were bright red, their bodies constantly squirming on the ground, clearly having been stirred up by the Six Desires Demon of the Blood Lotus, their inner fire surging wildly, it seemed that they were about to burn out their essence and die.
Wu Lao, Ji Mou, grinned eerily, completely disregarding the fact that he was being choked by Shi Di. He continued to recite strange and evil incantations. The movements of the six desires demon on the Blood Lotus became increasingly intense and obscene, with its moans growing more depraved and shameless. The bizarre flag made from Wu Lao's skin and blood flew around Shi Di in circles, stirring up a dark and eerie wind. This green-red wind carried a pungent aroma that assailed the nostrils, and within it could be seen countless naked men and women as well as poisonous insects and beasts copulating together. Gradually, the wind gave rise to countless tiny insects like sesame seeds, all of which seemed to possess intelligence as they flew towards Shi Di, burrowing into his pores.
"It's getting interesting!" The Corpse Emperor said coldly, "A mere Qi-refining, God-transforming peak cultivator dares to be presumptuous in front of me! No wonder my disciple, you also dare to openly plot against me." With a cold gaze, the Corpse Emperor looked at Gu Xuan and Sai Ni, Aradiya who were being protected by his subordinates and struggling, and said calmly, "It's been a long time since I've taken action. Our Nine Nether Path's treasure is also starving! The Six Desires Demon? This kind of extremely evil demon head in the world, is just right to serve as an appetizer." With a pointing hand, a grayish-black evil light shot up from the Corpse Emperor's fingertips. In the white light, an object was rapidly flipping and turning in mid-air, and in an instant, a strange large seal appeared with a loud wailing of ghosts and fell from the sky.
This large seal is composed of countless tiny human skulls, each the size of a soybean. Every skull has its teeth bared and mouth open, constantly spewing out dark clouds and mist from its seven orifices. It took tens of millions of billions of such skulls to form this enormous seal, which measures over three zhang in length, width, and height. The seal landed heavily on the blood spring that shot out from Wu Chang's brow, and a grayish-white death energy burst forth from it, transforming into a large mouth with sharp teeth that swallowed up the blood spring, blood light, blood lotus flower, and its leaves, along with the six desire demons on top of them.
