Chapter Thirty-One: Death

  After a few minutes, the smoke dispersed... Zhong Kui had returned to his original form. Wu Cang was now lying on the ground, barely breathing. Except for his eyes, every part of his body was unable to move.

  The 7th and 8th Grandfathers looked at each other, and the eldest had already decided the outcome of the battle. They couldn't let the eldest lose face, so they accelerated their attack. Over a hundred wolves appeared, and just as Zhong Kui and Wu Zang were about to decide the winner, not one wolf was left. Chunyilang saw that Wu Zang had been defeated, and his heart felt empty to the extreme. Adding to this, he saw these two powerful men in front of him, and within a few minutes, his over a hundred clones were eliminated. At this time, he gave up all will to fight. The 7th and 8th Grandfathers slowly walked in front of Chunyilang.

  "Do you want to know why?" Zhong Kui asked back

  "Tell me... what power is greater than the power of hatred and resentment?"

  "Majestic and upright, coexisting with heaven" Zhong Kui said his last words, but instead of giving them the final blow, he walked towards Yang Hao, checking on Uncle Yang's condition.

  "Is it the right air???? It's actually the right air~~~ Is the right air~~~" Junichiro seemed to understand something, his eyes blurred and crawled on the ground, muttering this sentence.....

  "Master Zhong Kui, what is the righteous energy? I don't see it?" Tiger Head asked foolishly, and Yang Hao also looked at Zhong Kui with a confused expression.

  "Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not there. Can you see the air? Can you see the wind? Can you see emotions? Just because something is invisible doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The vital energy, which every human being possesses, is invincible because it respects nature, respects all living things, and respects the law. You will understand this slowly."

  "Is this really... is this really the right path? Is being invincible truly justifiable?" The murmurs of Wu Cang's introspection were soft, but everyone heard them clearly. In their hearts, they all felt a sense of sorrow for these people who pursued great power without regard for anything else.

  "Master Zhong Kui, how is my master..." Yang Hao broke the silence of the crowd.

  "Hmm... he's fine now, the bug has been removed by me. I've given him a Qingyuan Dan and after some rest, he'll recover. He just can't use his Qi for a short while..."

  "Oh, it's okay then......" Yang Hao learned that his master was fine, and he finally put down his heart. Yu Deng Yu Zhuo was the same, and as soon as they relaxed, a feeling of fatigue came flooding in.

  "Alright, all of you be quiet and take a good rest for a while..." Yang Hao and the others nodded after hearing Zhong Wei's words and sat down cross-legged on the spot. This battle actually didn't last very long, but it consumed more physical and mental strength than any other battle. If they said they weren't tired, that would be a lie.

  Yang Hao closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and slowly, the thoughts in his mind became fewer and fewer, his body becoming more and more comfortable.

  Suddenly, Yang Hao felt that in his dantian, it was like a dry and barren land had been irrigated by a clear river, bringing a cool and refreshing sensation. His qi had begun to recover...

  "It's all lies... Invincibility is just this much...(Damn it, you two get up quickly, what righteousness, what love, are all Chinese people's lies, invincibility only has this...) A hoarse voice cut through the quiet atmosphere, Yang Hao had just recovered a bit when he was startled awake by this voice that sounded like a rooster's crow."

  "Damn it, a fish that slipped through the net..." Zhong Kui rushed towards the direction of the sound at top speed, but was one step too late.

  "Hahaha... Haha... The Leaf Array is complete, and now I'll let you fake Chinese people see what it means to be invincible..." Yang Hao looked up, and a ghost wearing military uniform, holding a war knife, appeared in front of everyone, speaking stiffly in Chinese. Suddenly, Yang Hao's mind buzzed with a loud noise. It was him. He was the one who killed him once in the Ghost Mansion, the one who possessed the blood corpse to wreak havoc, and the one who used Han Ju's body to collect Yunxue's vengeful spirit. It was him... He was the mastermind behind everything...

  Yang Hao's body suddenly stood up, the anger in his eyes burning fiercely, the evil spirit in his hand awakened again, and the five flavors of true fire emitted a purple glow.

  "Yang Hao, control your emotions, don't resent, don't get angry. Don't fall into his trap!" Zhong Kai shouted loudly. But it was too late. How could Yang Hao not be angry? How could he not resent? It was all because of this ghost in front of him. This incompetent and useless ghost had caused so many troubles, two good friends were either unconscious or seriously injured, the former director had lost his life... how many innocent people had been deprived of their lives by it?? However, after being shouted at by Zhong Kai, Yang Hao did feel a bit regretful, he discovered that there was a greenish light on his body that was being absorbed by it.....

  "Haha... The evil god of malice is now with me, occupying China... (Evil god of malice, please go with me to occupy everything in China) Just as Zhong Kui's sword was about to touch it, it suddenly burst open, and together with Chunyi Lang and Wu Zang, they transformed into three massive vengeful spirits that rushed straight towards the blood cloud in the sky above Onigashima."

  The sky immediately flashed with lightning and thunder, strong winds howled. The sea surface was turbulent, stirring up the whistling wind. Emitting a deafening screeching sound.

  "What's going on?!" Yang Hao looked at the sudden change in the island's weather and asked with some terror.

  "I don't know, maybe it's because of the successful Falling Leaves Array..."

  "What if it succeeds?"

  "It will invite evil spirits and slaughter heaven and earth."

  "Who is this person? Why does he have such great ambitions for China?"

  "Hirohito had a subordinate named Tojo Hideki, this is what I learned in the Japanese underworld. This person had long coveted China and saw that it was corrupt and vulnerable, so he launched an invasion of China. After his defeat, on the surface he unconditionally surrendered, but in reality he was planning other forms of aggression: economic aggression, information aggression, cultural aggression, political aggression, etc. However, these were not things that could be achieved overnight. So before his death, he searched for talent and prepared to use evil methods to achieve his goals."

  "Ugh, it seems that 'till death do us part' only applies to Chinese people. These Japanese people won't even let go after they're dead." Yang Hao muttered resentfully. Indeed, when people are alive, any problem can be resolved easily, but if someone dies and still holds onto certain things, it's really unbearable.

  Yang Hao and Zhong Kui didn't say anything else, and the Tiger Head had almost recovered by now. Yu Deng and Yu Zhuo were still carefully watching around their master. However, everyone was worried at the same time, but also looking forward to it. They were worried that the evil god would come out and how to deal with it. What they looked forward to was the Falling Leaf Formation, which had never been successful before. What kind of power did it have?

  A deafening thunderclap boomed through the sky, and the blood-red clouds began to churn, like a cauldron of boiling blood porridge. Dark clouds gathered around the bloody clouds, and the stars and moon were no longer visible in the sky. No one knew how thick the dark clouds and bloody clouds were, but with the help of lightning flashes, they could see the black cotton candy wrapped around the blood porridge. The wind on the sea surface grew stronger, and the waves grew bigger. Fearsome screams mixed with seawater splashed onto people's bodies from time to time. Everyone was waiting at this moment, waiting for the outcome of the falling leaves array. Waiting for the birth of the evil god.

  The atmosphere was suffocating, making it hard to breathe. No matter how much he suppressed his emotions, it was all in vain. Fear mixed with excitement filled his brain. Yang Hao lifted his head and stared at the swirling cloud of blood. He was imagining the appearance of the evil god... "Ahhh~~~~~~" A loud roar echoed through the sky, and Yang Hao's heart also rose to his throat. After the roar, everyone saw a long object darting back and forth within the cloud of blood... The rain seemed to be unable to bear the loneliness, falling from the clouds.

  "Ahhh~~~~~~" Another loud roar. A ball of flames fell straight down from the clouds, accompanied by a powerful lightning bolt that struck among the crowd, BOOM~~~~~ The massive explosion made Yang Hao involuntarily blink his eyes. The result of the Falling Leaves Array finally appeared before everyone's eyes after the explosion.

  "Dragon? Is that a dragon?!" Yang Hao stared at the sky in shock, because it was already dark, that black thing was moving around in the sky, and everyone could only see its outline. However, occasional lightning helped a lot, with the brief flash of light, everyone finally saw clearly, what was summoned was a dragon, a black dragon. Its body was enormous, entirely black, scales like knife blades. Its eyes were blood red, 2 pairs of dragon claws danced along with its twisting body.

  "Everyone be careful... hide!" As Zhong Kui spoke, everyone launched a counterattack. For a moment, fireballs, purple flames, and flying swords rushed towards the black dragon. But all the attacks seemed to have no effect on it. After being hit several times, the black dragon's anger ignited, and its killing intent spread throughout the sky. Unfortunately, it locked its target onto Yang Hao.

  The black dragon let out a furious roar and dived straight down, charging towards Yang Hao. The Claw of the Evil Eye in Yang Hao's hand was already itching to strike. In the first dive, Yang Hao dodged too slowly, and his belly was scratched by the extremely fast dragon claw, causing his intestines to spill out with fresh blood. The black dragon also took a palm from Yang Hao, but the Five Flavors True Fire seemed to have no effect on it, burning for a while before extinguishing itself. Helpless, Yang Hao could only grit his teeth and quickly stuffed his intestines back into his belly, covering the wound with his right hand just as he finished the motion. The black dragon launched its second dive, and this time, Yang Hao's reaction was slower due to his injury. Just as the black dragon flew past him and soared into the sky, something fell into the sea, creating a splash of water. "Ahhhhh!" Yang Hao suddenly realized that his left hand was gone, severed cleanly at the shoulder. He could no longer bear the intense pain and let out a loud cry. But before he even finished shouting, the black dragon launched its third dive. "Dodge!" Zhong Kui shouted loudly as he rushed over, instantly striking out with over a dozen swords. However, all that was seen was the black dragon's body flashing with sparks from the sword strikes, but it didn't slow down at all, piercing straight through Yang Hao's chest.

  "Hao...!" Hu rushed up to check Yang Hao's condition. After calling out to him several times, Hu's heart sank. Yang Hao stared blankly ahead, a thread of blood at the corner of his mouth. His expression was wooden, his breathing nonexistent, and all his internal organs were shattered, not one intact. This result showed that Yang Hao had died for the second time, not just faking it, but truly dead. He didn't even leave behind an intact corpse.