Chapter Eighty-One: Raising Fire to Burn Heaven

  Liāng Xīn's body arched slightly, his hands and feet exerting force to grip the tiles, waiting for the water ghost to approach before pouncing on it.

  Zhao Qing, who was beside him, also had a solemn expression, but he didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. He still held the wine jug in his arms, focusing his attention on the enemy as they charged closer and closer, his lips moving as if muttering something.

  "Fourteen steps, fifteen steps, sixteen steps..." He was counting the other's footsteps... until after the "thirty-third step", Zhao Qing whispered: "Set!"

  As soon as the voice fell, only to see the leader of the first water ghost, as if he had been cast a petrifying spell, suddenly stiffened in place, and his large team of water ghosts behind him also couldn't move after thirty-three steps.

  The water ghosts were inexplicably "fixed" in place, each with a ferocious expression, using all their strength to struggle, and as they watched, their bodies began to move slightly again.

  Zhao Qing's expression became even more tense, his body slightly leaning forward, staring fiercely at the water ghosts not far away, muttering in a low voice: "Come out, come out, come out..."

  Finally, the Water Ghost's cultivation reached its peak as the leader. With a loud roar, his body shook violently and then... just like Zhao Qing had muttered, he 'came out'.

  His bones came out.

  Liang Xin had experienced many brutal battles, such as the bitter struggle in the mountain mine, the tragic massacre at Tongchuan Prefecture, and the perilous encounter with the demonic woman on the grassland... But he had never seen a scene as bloody and unimaginable as this: A large group of water ghosts, after struggling desperately, had their bones torn out of their skin, one by one, their skulls, still dripping with blood and hanging with shredded flesh and blood vessels, continued to charge towards the Sparrow Old Number, while their flesh bodies were like a bunch of smelly leather sacks, soft and limp, lying on the ground.

  The "Skull Water Ghost" rushed for a few steps before realizing it had already parted with its skin, its face revealing an expression of extreme horror. Its large mouth opened wide to let out a blood-curdling scream, but only a faint scratching sound came from its throat. A moment later, they all fell to the ground and shattered...

  Liang Xin only felt his scalp exploding, his teeth chattering with a "kaka" sound. Zhao Qing slapped Liang Xin's shoulder heavily and burst into loud laughter: "We had set up an ambush in the underground water vein long ago! Anyone who tries to launch a sneak attack from the water vein will end up like this! This trap is called 'Unadapted to the Local Water and Soil'!"

  In the water vein, it had long been hidden by Qingyi with a mechanism full of deadly poison. Once activated, the deadly poison flowed into the water, and in a short time, the entire underground water vein turned into a terrifying toxic liquid. Those who came into contact with it would become stiff all over within 33 steps. If it were an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter, as the toxicity would dissipate after a stick of incense had burned, and they could recover as before. However, if it were a powerful cultivator or martial artist, their desperate struggle would cause their bones and flesh to separate, making them appear like a ghostly corpse floating on the water's surface.

  Zhao Qing again raised his cup and drank heavily, with a joyful expression on his face. Finally, he laughed and cursed: "You should be killed!" He handed the jar to Liang Xin, who took a small sip, but couldn't swallow it due to the strong bloody smell in the wine.

  The dead man's wine tastes terrible.

  Zhao Qing understood what Liang Xin meant, and restrained his manic expression, smiling tiredly as he said faintly: "I've followed the leader for ten years, now I see his enemies dying one by one under his carefully designed mechanisms, and he's ecstatic to the point of losing himself."

  Liang Xin smiled and patted Zhao Qing's shoulder, comparing hearts to hearts. If the one who died in the agency was Qu Qing Shi, then Liang Lao San would probably be even crazier than Zhao Qing at this moment!

  In the second battle, all of Guoshi's disciples died under the severe poison, and Qingyi, the blue-clad guard of Jie Ling Town, still didn't draw his sword. The surroundings once again fell into a dead silence. The setting sun seemed unwilling to look at this bloody scene anymore, quickly sinking below the horizon, leaving only a faint red glow weakly resisting the pressure of nightfall.

  Liang Xin turned his head to remind Zhao Qing, "I have fought against the disciples of Guo Shi before. His seven disciples are skilled in the art of teleportation. It's possible that they will teleport again next time."

  Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head: "No way, this small town is in a special location, with a rich copper mine buried beneath it. If you try to dig your way out, you'll end up with a bloody head!"

  Unconsciously, the sky had completely darkened.

  Tonight, the stars and moon are dim, the scattered light is not enough to illuminate the earth, there are always a few crows circling in the high sky, occasionally making a hoarse and annoying cry.

  Inside the Sparrow's Old Nest, Mochi was still lying on the ground, listening carefully. After a long time, he still couldn't detect any movement from the distant enemy.

  Cucumber sat beside him with his legs crossed, urging him non-stop... Finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "The enemy of the masses is rushing along the main road, like a sprinter before a charge."

  Cucumber was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "The main road is blocked by huge rocks, they still help run, still charge? Is it fun to hit your head..."

  The words were not yet out of his mouth when he suddenly jumped up, his small face filled with inexplicable confusion, stuttering: "N-no more... these people ran and ran, but suddenly there was no movement..."

  The Great Law of Listening to the Earth, as its name suggests, can only hear things that happen on the surface of the earth.

  The beam on the roof suddenly jumped up and frowned: "It's coming! Not escaping, but flying in the sky!"

  In the midst of a single sentence, a loud and sudden sound shook the air, and only then did one see figures bursting forth from behind the massive boulders that sealed off the small town. With his exceptional eyesight, Liang Xin had already made out that each of these enemies had a thin black wing on their back!

  Zhao Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud: "The Astronomer's Office really does have money!"

  This black wing design is ingenious. After mastering the usage, although it can't fly freely like a bird, it can be used for short-distance gliding and hovering, making it flexible and convenient to use.

  Needless to say, its cost is exorbitant, even the Jiulongsi only has a few dozen sets, ordinary Qingyi have only heard of it, and haven't even seen what it looks like. In this round of attack, the Sitianjian suddenly used over a hundred pairs, which should be their entire fortune.

  The fluttering sound of wings merged into a piece, as if a dark cloud floated by. The night raiders in black clothes and black wings had no ink on their faces, almost merging with the darkness. In an instant, they swept past the giant stone barrier.

  The enemy was also a seasoned veteran of the battlefield, and he knew that if he landed alone, he would be surrounded by the enemy and stabbed to death. At this moment, he did not rush down, but instead led his men in a slow circle, preparing to land together.

  The sky was dark and gloomy, even with strong bows and crossbows, ordinary archers couldn't hit their mark. Liang Xin clenched his fists, ready to jump out and take action as soon as the enemy landed. But unexpectedly, Zhao Qing beside him was still smiling comfortably, shouting towards the town: "It's too dark, light the lanterns!"

  As the voice fell, a faint flame appeared, and a green-clad figure who had been hiding in the corner suddenly drew his longbow and shot an arrow into the air. There was no accuracy to speak of, and Liang Xin even suspected that the green-clad archer had closed his eyes when shooting this arrow, which rose crookedly into the sky...

  Visible to the naked eye, when the rocket flew to a height of tens of meters, the air in the dark night suddenly shook violently! First, a layer of pale blue flames emerged, centered on the rocket, like ripples, spreading outwards in layers. In an instant, it spread out and then there was a dull thud, as the blue flame suddenly transformed into a blazing inferno that seemed to scorch the sky!

  In the distance, a brilliant flame like a lotus flower blazed fiercely, bursting in the sky dozens of feet away from the small town.

  The sky is on fire!

  Zhao Qing took a deep breath, swallowing the scorching air, and said to Liang Xin: "This mechanism is called: Raise Fire to Burn Heaven!"

  The sky fire flashed, burning his eyes bright as snow.

  "Burning Heaven", strictly speaking, should also be considered a type of wind poison. After being released, it will quietly float thirteen feet above the ground and won't easily disperse. This wind poison is colorless and odorless, harmless, but can't withstand fire. When encountering an open flame, "Burning Heaven" will ignite, burning fiercely like Western oil, except that this fire starts in mid-air.

  "Burning Heaven", the sky was set ablaze, let alone the Black Wing Killer who was right in the heart of the raging flames.

  It wasn't just the external flames, as they flew over the town, they also inhaled a large amount of "burning sky", and under the fire, both inside and outside were ignited at the same time. The sound of flapping wings turned into mournful cries, and more than 100 people were instantly scorched to charcoal by the fierce flames, falling to the ground one after another. The men in green had long been prepared, and as soon as each enemy fell, they poured a bucket of cold water over them, followed by the human-shaped charcoal shattering into pieces, no longer recognizable...

  Jie Ling Town, Si Tian Jian attacked, Jiulong Temple defended. Three rounds of back-and-forth battles, each move was a surprise attack, and every time it was a fatal blow. Liang Xin was stunned.

  All along, he thought that the power of the Green Robes was nothing to write home about. It wasn't until now that he realized that when caught off guard, the Green Robes might not be anything special; but when fully prepared, they became the evil spirits of the underworld who would stop at nothing to take lives!

  Liang Xin gazed at the half-airborne Yao Huo Lian, and also spat out a mouthful of turbid air, muttering to himself: "Wait for the next wave."