Twilight Boundary-Chapter 607 - 598: Murderous Aura Rolling In

The Ten Surnames, each possessed strengths and weaknesses that allowed them to overcome one another.

Apart from Trick overcoming Punishment Soul, Walking Ghost subduing Negative Spirit, and Haishou overcoming Walking Ghost, there was also Witchcraft overcoming Haishou.

The reason was quite simple. The Haishou Path's power lay in its elusiveness and how it was impossible to defend against. However, Witchcraft excelled in using strange insects and observing the heavens and earth. In subtle ways, it could employ these insects to alter feng shui.

No matter how well a mansion was built, if strange insects invaded, it would become a perilous Evil Land, especially in its most advanced sections.

By using Witchcraft to observe the heavens and earth, one could also draw upon the earth's energy. This could break the Haishou Nightmare Technique, leading to losses for the target both internally and externally.

Hu Ma had just noticed something. As the Iron Gate of the Yan Mansion closed, one person had sneaked out while another, looking shifty, had sneaked in. Who else could it be but Calculation leading Wuya?

That made things simple. Since Witchcraft subdued Haishou, sending Wuya out was the perfect move.

Of course, Hu Ma wasn't really relying on Wuya to possess great abilities; as long as she could act as a catalyst, that would suffice.

With so many Walking Ghosts with Divine Skills and young sword-masters, each possessing a unique trump card, they were confident. Once someone took the lead, breaking down the Yan Mansion's gates wouldn't be a concern.

However, Calculation, no matter how adept he was, couldn't have predicted Hu Ma's plan. He mistakenly believed Hu Ma intended for Wuya to confront the deadly, dangerous Yan Mansion alone and became genuinely concerned.

Even if Witchcraft subdues Haishou, if the difference in skill is too great, it's useless, right?

As for Wuya, upon hearing Hu Ma's words, she was secretly delighted.

Her nature was simple, and she deeply admired Hu Ma, her heart filled with yearning.

She didn't know the true identities of the young sword-masters gathered there. She simply assumed Hu Ma genuinely believed in justice and, through that conviction, had attracted countless ghostly gods and men dao yiren as allies. Seeing the chance to participate now, she was immediately encouraged. Responding loudly, she walked out from the shadows and asked, "How can I help?"

Hu Ma squinted into the depths of the Yan Mansion and said, "There are four Dingzi here. Find them!"

He deliberately spoke loudly, partly to remind the other young sword-masters. Yet, Master Yan, who had resolved to die from the start but still clung to life, was thoroughly frightened.

What kind of abilities does this Great Walking Ghost Sword Catcher possess, that he can even see this?

Just as his expression changed drastically, Wuya had already begun blowing a whistle. From her sleeve, a small emerald snake poked its head out.

"Eh?"

Wuya suddenly noticed an anomaly. When the whistle sounded, not only this small insect but other gu insects on her body seemed to sense something, becoming unusually active.

It was as if someone or something nearby caused them exceptional excitement.

In her haste, having no time to investigate further, she released the small snake, allowing it to crawl towards the Yan Mansion.

"Kill that snake!"

Some of the House Generals inside the Yan Mansion had keen eyes. Upon seeing the emerald green snake crawling towards them, they immediately shouted, waving their blades to slay it.

"Heh, you should witness the methods of the Shousui folk..."

At this moment, Hu Ma's eyes turned icy. He suddenly stepped forward, raising the Punishment Officer's Great Saber in his hand. The blade quivered, and a rolling killing intent emerged.

Where the blade quivered, he instantly drew upon the formidable strength of a Shousui man, charging straight into the crowd.

With a wave of his hand, he hacked several men in front, along with their armor, into pieces. Suddenly, blood splattered, and intestines and viscera spilled onto the ground, creating a veritable Blood Sea.

The Yan Mansion was indeed bizarre. It suppressed the saber's baleful aura and even restrained the cultivation of outsiders, causing them to suffer disadvantages within its walls. Conversely, the Yan family's House Generals could exert twenty percent more of their abilities there. However, it all depended on who they were compared against.

Even if suppressed, a Shousui man's strength and killing prowess remained.

Of course, it wasn't just about the ability to kill. What was most crucial was Hu Ma's ruthless efficiency. He sliced through enemies as if chopping vegetables, without batting an eye. Around him, bodies toppled, leaving only severed remains.

Never mind the House Generals; even the Reincarnators following behind were somewhat frightened. Their shouts grew weaker, and they merely watched with wide eyes.

Thus, following the small snake and relying on the Great Saber in his hand, Hu Ma quickly cut through three layers of gates. He arrived at a pavilion in the west corner. Immediately, he felt a chilling ghost qi, sharp as a blade, pressing against his face. Vaguely, he seemed to see a Blood Sea and a mountain of corpses, with vindictive souls inside reaching out, as if to drag his own Divine Soul down.

Carrying an aura of murderous spirit, Hu Ma forced his Divine Soul to remain calm and looked inside. His expression immediately changed.

His gaze fixed on a human bone pillar in front of the pavilion. He instantly understood what the four Dingzi that Bamboo Leaf Green had mentioned were.

Human pillars!

Of all the most sinister and vicious things in the world, nothing is more vicious than the Beauty's Cradle, and nothing more sinister than the human pillar.

The Yan family had not only used the Haishou Path to construct a unique mansion but had also set up such viciously harmful things inside it.

With this pillar alone, there isn't a single innocent person left in the Yan family!

Having already killed a considerable number of people, Hu Ma's eyes were cold and hard. A ruthless resolve formed in his heart, and with a low growl, he strode forward, saber in hand.

The rolling yin wind rushing towards him was as potent as the Mansion God's might. It threatened to throw one's Divine Soul into disarray, as if to blow it directly into the underworld.

But Hu Ma, sheltered by the Great Mighty Sky General Seal, staunchly resisted. He charged straight to the pillar and bit the tip of his tongue.

His masculine energy vibrated throughout his body as a "Blood Yang Arrow" shot straight onto the pillar.

POOF!

The pillar, tainted with his virgin yuan yang blood, seemed to cause the air to explode in his ears. Countless yin souls on the pillar wailed, their forms surging tens of meters into the sky.

Inside, countless vindictive souls could be seen struggling to escape. The oppressive, eerie heaviness that hung over the Yan Mansion suddenly dissipated by a good twenty percent.

As the oppressive energy in the mansion cleared by twenty percent, the saber in Hu Ma's hand suddenly grew fiercer by an equivalent measure. He caught a glimpse of more House Generals pouring in from various passages within the mansion, led by what seemed to be many formidable figures. His killing intent surged even stronger. The Punishment Officer's Great Saber in his hand seemed to unleash a fierce gale as it swept towards the enemy.

SWISH! Before the Punishment Officer's Great Saber, the House Generals might as well have been made of paper. They collapsed in moments, whereas just before they had been felled one by one.

Now, they were falling in swathes like harvested crops.

"Ah..."

Witnessing Hu Ma's merciless actions, the Reincarnators who had followed him gradually shifted from surprise to excitement.

"This Great Walking Ghost Sword Catcher may be somewhat lacking in overall ability, but he kills without hesitation! He leaves no one alive; he's utterly vicious and ruthless!"

"I'd say this fellow doesn't seem like a Reincarnator from our generation. He's so vicious and ruthless, kills like he's reaping hemp... This is clearly the style of the seniors from the previous generation!"

"Could the reputation of a Walking Ghost Sword Catcher really be this effective? Does this mean we won't have to struggle so hard in the future?"

The more they thought about it, the more they eagerly followed him, decimating the House Generals in the Yan Mansion until it became a bloody mess.

It was as if a beast, locked away in their hearts for twenty years, was slowly beginning to awaken. At least for this moment, they didn't quite understand what this awakening signified.

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"Courting death, courting death..."

Meanwhile, as blood spattered and soared to the sky within the Yan Mansion, outside, the Yan family's son-in-law, the Store Manager of the Life Pavilion, who had sneaked out just before the Iron Gate closed, had turned deathly pale. He was fleeing with large strides amidst the chaos.

Being exceedingly shrewd, he hadn't dared to linger after hearing Old Master Yan's outcry.

If that Great Walking Ghost Sword Catcher had only killed the Snake Spirit and left, that would have been one thing. But now he...

...He doesn't even know what kind of trouble he's stirring up!

Old Master Yan relies on the snake pill to extend his life; he turned into a Madman, a monster, long ago!

Do you really think the Yan family made the mansion so tightly sealed for no reason? Is the Yan family truly worried about members of the Paths coming to cause trouble?

No! The Yan family's fundamental, yet unspoken, reason for constructing this mansion was to trap that monster!

Recalling the monster he had once glimpsed from afar, his heart filled with increasing dread. He only wished to get as far away from the Iron Gate and the Yan Mansion as possible. However, much to his surprise, as his figure darted through several alleyways and dodged groups of commoners, he suddenly froze. He saw a black sedan chair resting quietly in the narrow alley ahead.

A plump white cat reclined on top of the sedan, its eyes narrowed, gazing coolly down at him.

"The Life Pavilion has truly fallen low, daring to refine such things to extend life for others."

"I am curious, do the people of the Undying Wang Family know your Life Pavilion has been secretly extending Old Master Yan's life?"

"I..."

The Store Manager of the Life Pavilion paled upon hearing the voice from the sedan. Seeing only her around, he lowered his voice, a menacing tone creeping in. "We didn't do that. The Undying Wang Family has its orders: save the sick, not the injured; extend life, don't change destiny. Initially, the Yan family did ask me to help extend their Old Master's life, and I did so for a few years. But as he drew closer to the Emperor's fate, ordinary means could no longer extend his life, nor could Life Borrowing be used for him. Knowing his end was near, I stopped helping..."

"Stopped helping?"

The person in the sedan suddenly sneered. "If you stopped helping him, then how did he learn the method for refining the Immortal Pill?"

"What kind of thing do you take the Purple Tai Sui to be? It involves two great treasures; do you think it's so easily refined?"

Upon hearing this, the Life Pavilion's Store Manager actually raised an eyebrow. "It seems you are quite the expert?"

The person in the sedan didn't answer, merely stating plainly, "Time-stealing, using the evil energy from children's calamities to refine this Immortal Pill... It appears your Life Pavilion has indeed figured out some rather remarkable things these past few years. Hand over the Pill Recipe to me. I assure you, although you will die and become evidence, at least your family won't be implicated. The Life Pavilion can survive..."

The Store Manager's face changed drastically. "And what if I refuse?"

The person in the sedan slowly lifted the curtain and stepped out. She wore a white dress, her cold beauty captivating. She remarked coolly, "Refuse then. It's not as if I can't take it myself..."

"It's just, for such a lethal thing to come from your Life Pavilion..."

Her cold smile carried a touch of mockery and the detached amusement of one who enjoys watching trouble brew, regardless of its severity. "Have you considered the consequences?"