Chapter 21: The Enemy King

  The enemy king burst out laughing and walked out of the hall. He was delighted in his heart, the last peach wood had been completely eroded, the formation was successful, and all the guests in the courtyard would become his blood food. The two hundred soldiers in the courtyard were waiting for him to smash the cup as a signal.

  Chui Wangye casually picked up a cup of wine from the table and said loudly, "Today, all the sages have arrived, it's my good fortune, and also a joyful event for our Chui family. I'll toast everyone with a cup." As soon as he finished drinking this cup, it would be time to take action, and he forcibly suppressed the joy and excitement in his heart.

  Wow! The guests raised their cups and stood up.

  In an instant, a golden sun exploded in the small courtyard, filling the entire space with light. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The ghosts in the courtyard emitted green smoke and let out mournful howls, but these howls were drowned out by a bolt of lightning as thick as a tree trunk, which struck towards the cup-raising Ou Wangye.

  The lightning was intense, and ordinary ghosts would have been evaporated by now, but that Qi Wangye actually withstood one strike and didn't fall, his hair standing on end, his clothes charred, his face still looking dazed. He wanted to slam down his cup as a signal, but his body was numb and he couldn't move, and the wine cup had already been shattered by the lightning.

  Chou Wangye stood on the hall, Xu Xian was in the courtyard, but the distance was ultimately too far. Even with Xu Xian's manipulation, the power of the well-drawn talismans was still too dispersed, making it difficult to achieve a fatal blow. If Chou Wangye were to react and think of throwing something else, Xu Xian would have no choice but to flee. But Xu Xian didn't run, instead he rushed towards Chou Taizi.

  Because of the remaining Shentu, Xu Xian stood up and closed his eyes to rush towards Chou Wang. The bright light made him feel like he was on fire all over, but he didn't care at all, and rushed forward like a mad tiger.

  With a swift and slanted slash of his dagger, the head of the avenger king flew into the air, still wearing an expression of stunned shock. Shen Tu Xiang seemed to understand what was going through his mind, and with a chuckle, he kicked the head away, "A signal from shattering a cup? You've been listening to plays for too long!"

  At this moment, Xu Xian had already beheaded Ou Taizi with one sword. He felt it was not enough and instantly swung out seven swords. Ou Taizi was cut into pieces. Turning back to look at Shen Tu Zhang, he let out a loud shout: "Kill again."

  The flying head of the enemy king suddenly appeared and opened its mouth wide, letting out a loud roar: "Kill them."

  Shentu Zhang finally returned, but the time spent as a ghost was too short. The food he usually ate didn't have much resistance from evil ghosts. However, he forgot that when humans are beheaded, they must die without a doubt, but ghosts may not necessarily do so.

  Soldiers poured out of the hall, adding to those in the courtyard, and charged towards the guests in the courtyard. These ghost soldiers had been practicing for nearly ten years, and Xu Xian's Yang Day symbol was harmful to them, but it couldn't be fatal, only having a hindering effect.

  The temple was suddenly filled with mournful cries, countless ghostly soldiers, and a forest of knives and swords. These small demons and monsters were no match for them and were slaughtered one after another. Some cried out in pain, some cursed, some begged for mercy, and some tried to explain themselves, but in the end, they were all beheaded.

  Shen Tu Jiang avenged King Chou's body, chopping it into a pulp, and returned to Xu Xian's side with a look of guilt on his face. Xu Xian simply shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind, and stared at King Chou's severed head. At this moment, King Chou flew behind the soldiers, where he was no longer a threat.

  "Let's go!" said Shen Tu. One strike didn't succeed, and we retreated a thousand miles. Now that things have come to this, seeing that nothing can be done, it's also time to leave.

  Xu Xian shook his head and said, "You can't leave now, just watch." Suddenly, a guest with a deer-like head and mouse-like eyes transformed into its true form - an old gray mouse. It dived towards the ground but hit a layer of blood-red barrier. The earth escape technique didn't work, and it was bounced back. Then, it was chopped into pulp by three to five ghostly soldiers. The flesh and blood seeped into the barrier, making it even more crimson. Faintly visible was the mouse's soul also stuck on the barrier, gradually dissolving.

  The enemy king, although extremely resentful of Xu Xian, ordered his soldiers to first kill the weak and small ones, and use their flesh and blood to feed him. With such a powerful technique, he actually grew another body, only as small as an infant, with a large head on top, terrifying and strange.

  Xu Xian looked down and saw that the fragmented body of Chou Taizi was also slowly dissolving. A blast of True Sun Fire hit it, instantly burning it to ashes, but it couldn't burn through the layer of red barrier.

  Soldiers moved like fire, and in an instant, all the guests in the courtyard had become ghosts under the knife. They slowly closed in, their footsteps shaking people's hearts. One hundred people were just a number on ordinary days, but when these one hundred people wore armor, held blades, and surrounded them, they realized what kind of number this was.

  Only Shen Tuzhang, Yin Hongxiu and Xiaoqing were left beside Xu Xian. Xiaoqing was one of the guests with higher cultivation, who had retreated to Xu Xian's side early on, regretting not listening to his advice. Looking at this formation, that old ghost was clearly preparing to wipe out all the guests at once. At this moment, there was truly no way up to heaven and no door into the earth.

  Three people coincidentally focused their attention on Xu Xian, and at this moment, they all regarded him as the greatest reliance.

  Xu Xian stood there without any reaction, his eyes calm as water, as if he had already accepted his fate. The Lei Fu was divided among the many ghostly soldiers in armor, making it difficult to play a decisive role, and instead would provoke fierce attacks.

  Chou Wangye's body had already grown to the size of an adult, but his robust physique didn't match his aged face, and it was still constantly growing. He kept shouting and scolding, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, seemingly not quite clear-headed, but at least he didn't make the mistake of formalism again - having the soldiers surround him, he himself would ramble on for a few more sentences.

  As the ghostly soldiers drew closer, the clashing of armor and the ringing of blades seemed to shake the air, making it seem as if the sharp edges were already touching several people's bodies. Xiao Qing had already lost all hope in her heart; facing the army's power, no matter how strong one's individual strength was, they could only win by guerrilla warfare, a direct confrontation was simply impossible. Yin Hongxiu had long since closed her eyes.

  Only Shen Tu Zhang was staring at Xu Xian with piercing eyes.

  Xu Xian finally moved, the twelve Yao Ri Fu flew out together, but they didn't emit any light. Instead, they formed a ring shape and kept rotating. Xu Xian shouted "Close your eyes!"

  The sky has no moon, but at this moment it has become an ocean of light here. The courtyard is like a rising sun, with golden light visible for ten miles.

  This is Xu Xian's final trump card, the strongest attacking method recorded in the "Mo Yu Book" - the Symbol Array. Releasing a set of the same symbol talismans produces extremely powerful force. And what Xu Xian can use to form a symbol array is only this low-level simple symbol talisman, and it's still relying on his sun power to make it work. If he wants to use the Five Thunder Symbol to form an array, that's something he can't do even if he dies trying.

  In the light, the ghostly soldiers who were close by didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry before they were melted away, their armor and helmets clattering to the ground. Those who were farther away merely wailed and rolled around, having suffered heavy casualties. Shentu Zhang was still hiding in Xu Xian's shadow, barely escaping disaster.

  Then, Shen Tu and Xiao Qing took the opportunity to go forward and kill a group of ghosts, killing all the remaining ghost soldiers. Xu Xian stood in place with his sword, extremely exhausted.

  The night wind rises, the dark clouds disperse, and the moonlight falls. In the small courtyard, a strong bloody smell lingers, but even the delicate Yín Hóng Xiù doesn't feel nauseous, instead feeling a sense of relief after surviving a disaster. Tonight's events are like a nightmare, with the only bright spot being Xǔ Xiān resting his sword beside him. The white clothes and black hair dancing in the night wind, a pair of eyes as clear as the sun and moon, have a familiar appearance, but he can't quite recall where he's seen them before - perhaps it was in a past life? Xǔ Xiān probably didn't think that having a common face would have such benefits.

  Xu Xian didn't look at her, but instead loudly reminded: "Be careful, this array hasn't dissipated yet."

  "Ahh!" A furious roar echoed all around, and the Avenging King, who had just been knocked down by Guangying, stumbled to his feet, growing bigger and taller. Shen Tu Xiang naturally wouldn't make the same mistake again, and the Thunder Talisman given by Xu Xian was triggered at an extremely close distance. Amidst the flashing lightning, the Avenging King's body immediately tore open massive wounds, but instead of blood, countless wailing spirits could be seen pouring out from the injuries.

  The wound healed quickly, leaving only a terrifying scar. In this crimson barrier, more and more blood food surged into the body of the enemy king. Including the over 100 soldiers who had just been killed, sunlight could not burn everything like the true fire of the sun, and all the remaining provided blood food for the enemy king.

  The enemy king grew bigger and bigger, his skin turned dark green, sharp fangs emerged from his mouth, and his eyes glowed red like blood. He continuously let out fierce and meaningless roars, with his canine teeth interlocking. In the end, there was no human form left, clearly a giant evil yaksha over ten meters tall, covered in terrifying scars, with bone spurs protruding everywhere. His hands and feet had completely transformed into sharp claws. At this moment, he was like a beast, crouching on the ground, drooling from his mouth, his eyes as big as millstones staring at Xu Xian, already a ghostly creature between reality and virtuality.

  "Bang!" A loud noise.

  The place where Xu Xian was standing turned into a big pit, and Xu Xian hugged Yin Hongyi and dodged it by a hair's breadth.

  Xu Xian shouted: "Xiao Qing." As he said that, he threw all the remaining thunder talismans in his hand to her.

  Xiao Qing took it, and her mind was stunned. Could this be the thing he said he would give to me? It's really accurate. In that moment of stunnedness, she almost got caught by Ou Wang's claw, but she managed to jump away just in time. However, while in mid-air, it was hard for her to change direction quickly. Ou Wang's arm was long and his claws were big, if he grabbed again with another claw, Xiao Qing would definitely be unable to escape.