Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 266 - 181: Sixth-grade Fierce Ghost (Second Update)

Chapter 266: Chapter 181: Sixth-grade Fierce Ghost (Second Update)

Three mid-grade magical artifacts had already been completely refined by Su Jie; possessing a primordial spirit, he did not expend much effort.

Xiao Fengyuan controlled the Blood Cang Spear to fly up into the sky, and Ning Xinyue also hurled the Vajra Bracelet.

A total of five magical artifacts collided with the Residual Soul Sword, indeed fighting to a draw.

Although at a disadvantage, they could barely contain it so as not to threaten those below.

Xiao Guanglian, who was fighting elsewhere, had a very complex look in his eyes upon seeing his own magical artifacts in use; he always felt that Su Jie wielded them as if they were more suited to him.

“Kill them,” Zou Minzun waved his hand, and behind him, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother placed her hands on her belly and gently patted it.

Gulp!

A strange noise echoed in the ears of everyone present, and within Su Jie’s abdomen, it seemed like something was stirring.

Lowering his head, Su Jie’s belly eerily swelled up, as a wriggling pale ghost infant chewed on his entrails from the inside.

Crack!

In the chest cavity, the ghost infant burst through the skin and flesh, holding Su Jie’s heart in both hands, and chewed heartily, enjoying the meal tremendously.

Xiao Fengyuan and Ning Xinyue turned their heads in shock to witness this horrifying scene.

“The… the heart’s been eaten,” gasped Xiao Fengyuan, his face one of disbelief.

“Su Jie,” Ning Xinyue cried out in panic, rushing forward.

“Nine Sons Ghost Mother, truly worthy of being a sixth-grade fierce ghost.”

A normal person, with their heart swallowed and entrails hollowed out, would already be dead beyond dead, but Su Jie’s expression remained as calm as a placid cloud.

From the torn chest cavity, eerie pale fingers wriggled out of the flesh, continuously rolling outward, transforming into Su Jie’s internal organs. Eventually, a series of pale corpse hands grew out, grabbing the ghost infant nibbling away and crushing it into a mass of meat paste, which then dissipated into spiritual power.

Immediately after, rows of pale corpse hands pulled at the ribs and flesh on both sides of Su Jie’s chest cavity.

Like closing a zippered bag, they forcibly sealed the opening; with the jagged wounds on both sides, numerous buds of flesh sprouted, rapidly intertwining and entangling to visibly heal the injury.

“It’s… it’s healed…” Ning Xinyue covered her mouth in shock; even with his heart consumed, he acted as if nothing had occurred, stunning her completely.

“Merely a fatal wound, it still cannot kill me,” Su Jie snapped his fingers, and to his left, a lantern suddenly appeared. A towering figure held the lantern, which turned white, with a bold “Settle” character on it.

The Lantern Ghost turned its gaze toward Zou Minzun on the opposite side; the blood-red pupils within the lantern flickered, and Zou Minzun’s body started turning into wax.

To his right, the Painting Woman touched a brass mirror that reflected his image, attempting to drag him into the Mirror World.

“Using ghosts to deal with me, you’re still far from capable,” Zou Minzun snorted coldly as a hanging corpse appeared behind him, which was a fifth-grade hanging ghost. The coarse hemp rope wound around the Painting Woman, diverting the brass mirror’s beam.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother also waved her belly, causing the Lantern Ghost’s stomach to uncontrollably swell, as if a ghost infant was pecking inside.

“Two fifth-grade fierce ghosts under your control, impressive,” Zou Minzun remarked, looking at Su Jie with an unexpected look in his eyes after the crisis was averted.

Controlling fierce ghosts also depends on the individual’s divine soul; even Hidden Realm Elders like Gongyang Ji and Zhong Shiguan can only control one fifth-grade fierce ghost; the rest of the fierce ghosts are all below the fifth grade.

Now a Yunling Realm cultivator, which made Zou Minzun somewhat puzzled, how he could control two fifth-grade fierce ghosts.

“Just two fifth-grade fierce ghosts, is this your confidence?”

Zou Minzun was merely curious and not frightened.

By his side, the belly of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother writhed, with infant handprints protruding on it, as if the babies were moving inside.

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On Su Jie’s skin, one after another greenish-purple handprint appeared; not only on the skin but also on the bones, and even the internal organs, these handprints remained.

Su Jie’s body shrank, inch by inch, his limbs curled up as if he was about to return to the womb.

But it was only a moment; suddenly, Su Jie’s primordial spirit burst into brilliance, and his body reverted to its original state, only his surface and inside bore many distorted scars.

“Heavenly Thunder!”

A flash in Su Jie’s eyes, streaks of Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder struck down, all hitting the Nine Sons Ghost Mother who did not dodge or avoid.

Nine small ghost infants appeared around the Ghost Mother, their mouths gaping into black holes, swallowing up the falling heavenly thunder.

Death Decline Curse Cloud!

A black light struck the Ghost Mother, but the one that suffered the damage instantly switched to a tiny ghost infant.

The body of the ghost infant decayed and dissipated under the curse, yet the Ghost Mother remained unscathed, instead opening her arms wide, “Become my child.”

The remaining eight ghost infants emitted giggling laughter, surrounding Su Jie, holding hands, running in circles.

Snap! Crack! Gurgling!

The ghost infants made sounds akin to wild beasts, at the beginning, they seemed unaccustomed, but later the sounds became more and more rhythmic, turning into crisp childish voices, singing a strange nursery rhyme.

“Little sister carries the cloth doll, goes to the flower garden to see the Japan blossoms, the doll cries for mama, while the little birds in the trees laugh ha-ha.”

These ghost infants nodded and swayed, holding toys such as cloth tigers, Rabbits, rattles, spinning tops, topple-proof dolls, and kites, as if inviting Su Jie to join them.

Seeing the ghost infants closing in on him, Su Jie said in an icy tone, “A bunch of evil spirits, you dare to want me to join you, get lost.”

Purple Light Rays burst from Su Jie’s eyes, the high temperature did not drive away these ghost infants; they vanished from the spot and reappeared, already clinging to Su Jie, some holding onto his arms, some onto his head, some onto his legs.

“This big toy is mine.”

“No, it’s mine.”

“It’s me, it’s me, it’s me!”

The ghost infants started to squabble, trying to tear Su Jie apart.

One after another pale corpse hands emerged from Su Jie’s body, reaching back to grab the ghost infants, while his body’s Purple Cloud Divine Thunder kept exploding, mixing with the soul-damaging Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder, instantly turning one infant ghost into ashes.

Su Jie also took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, waving it to bring forth the Blood River, annihilating one ghost infant that couldn’t dodge in time.

The Lantern Ghost appeared before a ghost infant, the lantern’s light bathed it, turning it into melting wax.

The Painting Woman used herself as a mirror to drag a ghost infant into the Mirror World.

Rip!

Su Jie also suffered; one arm and one leg were torn off, the ghost infants ran back to the Ghost Mother with Su Jie’s limbs.

The Ghost Mother showed a sorrowful expression, as if mourning for the dead ghost infant.