Chapter 2146 - 1005: Corpse Infant (Part 3)
Chapter 2146: Chapter 1005: Corpse Infant (Part 3)
Although the child stumbled and fell after three thunderbolts, they weren’t afraid at all. More importantly, the child didn’t show any signs of injury.
The child looked at the Young Taoist, their big, flickering eyes filled with curiosity.
"Run!"
Song Xiaodong sensed the changes in the child and warned the Young Taoist.
The Young Taoist stepped back, used the ground shrinking technique to move sixty meters in a single step, retreating directly into the formation he had just prepared. The child leaped up and followed closely behind the Young Taoist, entering the formation.
The Young Taoist took another step back, activating the formation.
Suddenly, from the eight cardinal points around the milk bucket and the pig’s blood bucket, talismans rose from the sand, the formation erupted in a violent windstorm, trapping the child in the center.
Filled with curiosity about the sandstorm, the child stood still in the formation, unaffected, although the milk bucket was blown over, and the skinny child, weighing no more than five pounds, remained unmovable.
The Young Taoist glanced at Song Xiaodong, who shook his head to indicate that the formation did not harm the child.
The Young Taoist began chanting a spell again, causing changes in the formation. A tornado began to form at the center, engulfing yellow sand, soaring to the sky with strong winds, sweeping the sand and the buckets into the tornado.
However, Song Xiaodong knew that the child still stood firmly on the ground, merely intrigued by the tornado within the formation.
Thus, Song Xiaodong shook his head again.
The Young Taoist pulled out a talisman from his robe, set it alight, and chanted, "Ten Tribulations Heavenly Heart Thunder!"
Suddenly, the wind and clouds within the formation changed dramatically. Originally, yellow sand filled the sky, but after the talisman burned, dark clouds covered the sky, and amidst thunderous roars, ten bolts of lightning struck down. The child neither dodged nor evaded, curiously watching the flashing sky as the lightning bolts struck their body, emitting extremely dazzling white light, accompanied by several loud rumbles of thunder. The child’s hair stood up as if charged with static electricity, the sand on the ground melted, but the child remained unchanged.
"Hee hee hee hee"
In the yellow sand formation, a newborn baby with aged skin like an old man’s dry skin stood unharmed by the tornado, looking up at the sky and letting out bursts of baby laughter after being struck by a lightning bolt.
"Alright, see my methods!"
The Young Taoist lit another talisman. The lightning and thunder suddenly stopped, but the dark clouds lingered, and a chilling wind began to blow, snowflakes gently falling from the sky within the formation.
Chapter 2007: Senior Martial Brother
In the desert, the strong wind ceased, yet snow soon began to fall, covering the yellow ground with a white blanket. The child’s face turned icy blue, lips purple, but remained unfrozen.
After a while, feeling bored, the child got up and walked toward the edge of the formation.
"Entered the yellow sand formation and still thinking of leaving?" the Young Taoist mocked, forming a spell with his hands. Within the formation, darkness prevailed, sand flowed, and directions were obscured. After walking for a while, the child was lost in direction, bewildered and stationary in the formation.
The child froze momentarily, then suddenly vanished.
Song Xiaodong realized that the child suddenly started running within the formation at a speed so fast that Song Xiaodong couldn’t determine their exact location.
Without needing Song Xiaodong’s reminder, the Young Taoist already felt the immense pressure from the formation. The child’s speed exceeded that of the formation’s operational changes.
The Young Taoist quickly closed his eyes to concentrate on stabilizing the formation, but it was futile. In a short time, talismans buried in the sand at the eight cardinal points of the formation caught fire with a "whoosh."
The formation was broken, the lightning and thunder, the flying sand all disappeared, leaving nothing but endless yellow sand. The buckets placed in the sand vanished to some unknown location.
The child had also disappeared.
Song Xiaodong furrowed his brow, closing his eyes, unable to sense any trace of the child.
"Ah... having such divine skills, why must it be a child..." the Young Taoist couldn’t help but sigh.
Song Xiaodong suddenly showed a joyful expression.
Because he sensed another person’s arrival.
An old Taoist, flying a sword.
With long white hair and beard, holding a horsetail whisk, standing on a peach wood sword, three inches off the ground, dashing across the sand like a water scooter.
"Senior Martial Brother!"
The Young Taoist saw the old Taoist from afar and shouted in surprise and delight.
"The Dark Night Sect brazenly practices evil methods, violating the natural laws of yin and yang, secretly crafting such a devilish creature. I’m here to eliminate it today!"
The old Taoist made a graceful somersault, the peach wood sword beneath his feet automatically returned to its scabbard, and he had arrived before the Young Taoist.
"Senior Martial Brother!"
"Junior Brother, has your seal broken again?" the old Taoist asked.
"Yes, I thought I could collect the Three Thousand Lost Souls, but they haven’t completed their calamity and couldn’t be sent off, wasting my seal," the Young Taoist lamented.
"Hmm, magic artifacts are ultimately external objects, not to be forced."
"Let me introduce everyone, this is my Senior Martial Brother, Traveling Daoist."
"Sect Leader Song."
Song Xiaodong returned the greeting, puzzled as to why the entire Mysterious Gate seemed to know him.
Song Xiaodong couldn’t understand how his father had inherited and carried the great expectations of these elders for the enlightenment of the Mysterious Gate, all remembering the man closest to becoming an immortal back then.