Chapter 1598: The Power of a Massacre
The voice had come from above the dangling coffin. Grim and hoarse, as if it belonged to the fiercest demon of the underworld, and it was giving off a cold, bloodthirsty aura.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the where the voice came from.
A smoldering, black smog was spilling out of the coffin.
Under the bidding of a mysterious power, the smog gradually condensed, forming a shadow of sorts, which subsequently climbed out of the coffin.
The shadow was the silhouette of a human, but it was gigantic - about a few meters tall!
There were horns protruding from its head which were paired to an ominous looking face. Its body was well furnished with sharp edged boulders, and adorned with claws and teeth as sharp as daggers!
The shadow stooped above the coffin and looked down at the people like a king overseeing his subjects.
A Chinese proverb said: 'When the king is angry, the body count would be in the millions'. When the shadow appeared, a harrowing wrath descended upon the people below. If any being dared anger it even in the slightest, they would surely be killed mercilessly.
"How scary..." Long Zishan frowned, standing protectively over Liu Xuanxin by instinct. "I have never seen such a frightening evil spirit before!"
"No!" Chen Xiaobei shook his head. "This is not a pure evil spirit, this is a demon that has fallen into the deepest and darkest abyss!"
"It addressed itself as 'king'! Could it be The Qin Dynasty Emperor Ying Zheng?" Six-Eared Macaque asked.
"It's very likely!" Xiangyu said. "Ying Zheng was poisoned by the Jade Emperor and his resentment for him ran deep! After he died, he did not enter the underworld but gave up reincarnation, sacrificed his heart to evil desires and eventually became a vengeful evil spirit! After thousands of years in this ungodly place, his evil spirit had grown and festered until it became this disturbing demon!"
Chen Xiaobei's chest suddenly tightened.
"Everyone, gather in your groups and don't separate from one another! If this dark demon is The Qin Emperor Ying Zheng, his loyal 10,000 Black Dragon Riders will be here in any minute!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Lo and behold, just as Chen Xiaobei had finished speaking, tens of thousands of black shadows shot out of the demon's body like arrows.
They hovered above the people's heads like giant dark clouds.
"Kill!" The deafening roar of the demon shook the place, and the ominous black fog above the cloud immediately dispersed, revealing a myriad of evil spirits that wore armor and were holding weapons.
The hundreds of evil spirit armies were scattered all over the place, and the dozen that were attacking Zhou Daoxian's group immediately assembled!
The giant dark clouds had suddenly turned into a formation that was made out of 10,000 spirits.
When they were still alive, they had travelled everywhere to help Emperor Qin dominate the world. They were aptly nicknamed the Invincible Imperial Army!
After they passed, they became evil spirits, and guarded the Emperor's mausoleum. In other words, they were unsurpassable martyrs!
Faced with such a large troop of evil spirit soldiers left everyone terrified.
"My god... Is... are these the Black Dragon Riders of the legends? So scary indeed..."
"That was only 100 of the evil spirit army just now. Now there's at least 10,000! I think their combined strength can turn the world around and upside down!"
"Faction leader Chen, can you still take on them? If you have anymore trump card up your sleeves, you'd better take them out now! Or else, we'll be dead!"
"Faction leader Chen, our lives depend on you!"
Petrified screams pierced the air. Against the Black Dragon Riders' evil spirit armies, ordinary people stood no chance.
Now, their only hope of surviving all depended on Chen Xiaobei!
"Xiaobei!" Even Xiangyu and Six-Eared Macaque were starting to panic. "Can... can the 48 Blood Gods handle this?"
"I'm afraid not." Chen Xiaobei shook his head. "The Blood God's Deity-Killing painting is still far from becoming an Earth-God instrument. The Blood Gods would probably be defeated at a certain distance or if the evil spirit army attacks them all at once!"
Liu Xuanxin and Long Zishan were surprised at his answer. "What.. should we do then?"
If even Chen Xiaobei could not fight these evil spirit armies, would that not mean that everyone of them were already handed a death sentence?
Chen Xiaobei quickly took out three pieces of talismans from the Infinite Space Ring. "We've already come this far. I will have to take a gamble!"
"Kiiiiiiiil!"
The evil spirit army had already begun to attack.
Ten thousand halberds were raised up high, and the ten thousand evil spirits army unleashed their strength at the same time.
The people's state of mind were so suddenly and violently jolted that they began to hallucinate.
A hazy scene of chaos exploded into their minds: splattered blood, rolling heads, frigid severed limbs, slushy internal organs... It was an absolute terror! It was a living hell trapped in their minds!
At that instant, everyone's heart was congested with one thing - slaughter! An endless massacre!
Fear borne from the deepest crevices their hearts swelled until every person felt as if they had physically fallen into that abyss of slaughter, and that at any moment, a blade would swing down and mince them until they were one with the mountain of flesh and sea of blood.
Left in a shuddering petrified state, their hearts were about to stop beating and their breaths were stagnant. Their bodies were cold to the touch.
There was nothing more depressing or torturous than this in this world!
Perhaps, it was only through death could they find relief!
"Such a terrifying aura!"
Chen Xiaobei inhaled sharply. His forehead was dotted with perspiration, and his heart was lurching violently inside his chest as if it was going to escape through his throat!
His state of mind was very powerful, but under the evil spirit armies' pressure, he too found it difficult to keep it together!
When he turned to look at the others, he could see that they were all at the brink of collapse.
Xiangyu and Six-Eared Macaque stared blankly. Their faces were as pale as death, eyes and mouth ajar, and they were unable to speak.
Long Zishan, Liu Xuanxin, and Li Xiang had a slightly weaker heart. Their pupils had contracted until they were the size of a needle point, and they were shaking uncontrollably, teetering as if it was all they could do to keep themselves upright!
The other hundred people were among the weakest. Their faces were white as ghosts and they were drenched in their own sweat. Already, their eyes appeared to be vacant, as if their souls had been sucked out of them! They had completely lost all control of themselves, kowtowing on their hands and knees!
"Damn it! The people's minds have reached their limits! If we wait any longer, they would either die of shock or have a mental breakdown, causing ireversible brain damage or permanant dementia!"
Chen Xiaobei narrowed his eyes to focus, forcing his mind into a calm, before activating the Witch Dragon Blood in his body.
"Third Transformation! Penetrate the Nine Heavens!" Chen Xiaobei roared, and purple-gold scales carpeted his legs.
In this anti-gravity space, only the Penetrate the Nine Heavens spell could allow Chen Xiaobei to travel at the fastest speed and to wherever he wanted!
"It's all down to this! If these talismans don't work, not even I can survive this fifth!"
Chen Xiaobei tightened his grip around the talisman, and after a series of five flashes, appeared above the 10,000 evil spirits army!