Chapter 34 Yaksha

To the west of the Yanshui River is a desolate plain. The black mist is an eternal presence here, shrouding everything in haze, not only blocking the vision, but also affecting the consciousness.

There are wandering souls wandering on the plains all year round.

These wandering souls can be regarded as the most basic ghosts in the underworld. They are muddle-headed and have little wisdom, but they are widely distributed and numerous in number, just like ordinary people in the real world.

Although they are just "civilians", these "civilians" in the underworld are equivalent to spiritual disciples in the real world. This shows how powerful the underworld is.

After taking control of the Yanshui River, Tang Jie began to develop toward the plains, and these wandering souls became his hunting targets. Now there is basically no danger to him from the wandering spirits. Even if hundreds of wandering spirits gather together, Tang Jie can escape easily. The only thing he needs to worry about is that the fluctuations caused by the bloody battle will reduce the secret ability of the Underworld. effect, so it is not advisable to fight for a long time to avoid attracting more powerful existences.

Occasionally, Tang Jie would try to hunt stronger targets.

Today Tang Jie left Yanshui River and walked towards the plain as usual.

The fog is thick on the plain. The further you go, the thicker the mist becomes. When you go deeper, you can almost no longer see your fingers.

Tang Jie didn't care, he just walked alone in the deep darkness, silently counting his steps.

When he counted three thousand steps, Tang Jie stopped.

He raised his head and looked into the darkness, and heard an eerie laughter coming from the darkness in the distance.

The laughter was low and gloomy, as if a woman was laughing, but also crying, sobbing like complaining, with a faint howling wind. Listening to it gives people a chilling feeling.

But Tang Jie just smiled slightly and said: "You little resentful spirit, you are using ghostly tricks, and you still won't show yourself to me!"

As he said this, he blew a breath. With this breath, all the surrounding black fog dispersed, revealing a floating black shadow in the distance.

This black shadow is a resentful soul, which was promoted from a wandering soul, but it is countless times more powerful and clever than the wandering soul. Its strength is equivalent to that of a spiritual master in the real world, and it belongs to the status of a ghost soldier in the underworld.

At this moment, the resentful spirit appeared in Tang Jie's breath, and immediately let out a scream, and rushed towards Tang Jie with teeth and claws. The cry was shrill and piercing into Tang Jie's heart like a sharp arrow, causing Tang Jie to feel a splitting headache.

Tang Jie snorted, his tongue bursting with spring thunder: "Hey!"

The scream of the resentful soul was broken by Tang Jie's roar.

At the same time, a white light condensed in his palm and hit the resentful soul. There was a flash of white light, and the resentful soul let out a scream. It flashed first, and then faded away.

But Tang Jie knew that the resentful spirit had not died. It had just suffered a loss due to carelessness and retreated temporarily, but would soon come back.

As the resentful soul retreated, the black mist rolled back again, shrouding everything around it in darkness.

Low laughter sounded around Tang Jie again.

It was the same ghost just now, unwilling to accept its failure, it came back again.

If it were Tang Jie in the past, facing this kind of ghost, he would naturally blow it to ashes in one breath, but now Tang Jie can only deal with it cautiously. Seeing that the resentful soul returned again, it was erratic and elusive with the help of the dark mist.

Tang Jie looked around and couldn't figure out its location for a moment. Suddenly he heard the wind blowing behind him and rushed forward. Unexpectedly, the resentful spirit appeared from the side and grabbed Tang Jie's shoulder. Tang Jie felt a chill that penetrated his bones. The whole arm was frozen, unable to move for a moment.

The resentful spirit pounced on him again, this time touching Tang Jie's heart.

This kind of resentful soul is best at absorbing people's vitality. Once it touches the central opening, Tang Jie's vitality can be immediately sucked away by it. At that moment, Tang Jie suddenly shouted again, retreated sharply, and quickly made a seal with both hands, and a body-protecting Qi appeared on his body. The resentful soul kept bumping into it head-on. When the Gang Qi and the resentful soul touched, the Gang Qi shield made a sound like ice and snow melting, and at the same time, a burst of white smoke came out of the resentful soul. The resentful soul let out a shrill scream and continued to rush forward. Tang Jie's Gang Qi shield only blocked it for a moment before being dissolved by the resentful soul.

Seeing that the cold ghost hand was about to press on Tang Jie's chest, Tang Jie shouted again: "Shock!"

He has not entered the Tao with the truth, so naturally this sound cannot have the effect of speaking Dharma, but it can use the power of the Four Nine Mantras.

The resentful soul actually trembled at the sound of the command of shaking words.

Back then, Tang Jie used the Four Nine Mantras to make all the ghosts tremble and lose their minds, but now he is naturally able to use them with ease. The next moment, lightning flashed in Tang Jie's palm, and a bolt of lightning shot out. He cloned himself into the Taoist Immortal Platform, and all kinds of spells depended on his heart. Although he was now limited by his realm, his vision and ability to understand the spells were still beyond human reach. At this moment, a lightning strike from his palm struck out, it was the nemesis of the resentful soul. , the resentful soul screamed and turned into a wisp of smoke and floated away.

The strength of this resentful soul is not low, especially since it is in the underworld, it has an innate geographical advantage. It can use the ghost mist to change places, move east and attack west, it is weird and unpredictable, and it is only Tang Jie who can deal with it. If it were an ordinary cultivator, even if they were in the same realm, they would definitely be killed by this resentful spirit.

At this moment, Tang Jie touched his arm. With the flow of blood, the place that had just been touched by the ghost hand gradually recovered its vitality.

It was also thanks to his physical and mental cultivation that he was so full of energy that he could treat this ghost claw as if it were nothing. If it were another cultivator, this claw might have completely destroyed an arm.

However, the sound of the Four-Nine Mantra just now made a lot of noise, and Tang Jie could already feel the signs of turmoil around him. It seemed that a large number of ghosts were coming, apparently attracted by the aura he leaked just now.

Tang Jie is currently unable to fight against a large number of resentful souls and can only retreat.

Just as he was retreating, Tang Jie suddenly felt something was wrong.

It was completely instinctive that made Tang Jie realize that something was wrong.

He rushed forward desperately, but the feeling of danger deep in his heart did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.

Tang Jie knew it was not good. He was afraid that it would be too late to meet Yan Shuihe. With a cruel heart, he burrowed into the ground.

This wasteland of the underworld is formed by the condensation of decayed earth and dead energy. It is not only rotten and filthy, but also extremely poisonous to corrode bones. Tang Jie, however, desperately dug into the soil and buried his whole body in the mud, leaving only his eyes exposed. He didn't dare to use the escape method to drill too deep, because the escape method itself would leave strong spell traces and would expose himself. Drilling like this would be least likely to leave spell fluctuations.

Not long after he got into the soil, something flew from the distance. Through the heavy black fog, you could vaguely see that it was a giant bat-like existence, flying in the air with a pair of wings wide open.

There are flying ghosts in the underworld, but ghosts flying with wings are rare.

So when he saw the black shadow, Tang Jie's heart tightened.

After a moment, the black shadow flew closer and landed not far away from Tang Jie. Tang Jie could see clearly that the black shadow was a physical existence with a ferocious face, a green face, and a big mouth turned outward. There are two large protruding teeth on the top and bottom, a pair of red horns on the top of the head, the whole body is smooth and hairless, the claws are long, there are long membranes under the arms, and there is a fork in one hand. .

Yaksha!

Seeing this situation, a term came to Tang Jie's mind.

This turned out to be a Yaksha.

Yaksha is a ghost in the underworld, but unlike other ghosts, Yaksha is a native existence in the underworld. From this point of view, it cannot be regarded as a ghost, because the definition of ghost is the soul after death, but Yaksha is not. It is a creature that truly grows and grows in the underworld. It is labeled as a ghost just because it is in the underworld.

Of course, because he is in the underworld, Yaksha also has many characteristics of ghosts, such as liking darkness, devouring life, and being cruel by nature.

Obviously, this Yaksha was attracted by the vitality that Tang Jie leaked during the battle just now.

Yasha belongs to the aristocracy of the underworld, and is also a relatively high-level existence in the underworld. Even the lowest level ones have the strength of the heavenly state of mind.

This kind of strength is not something that the current Tang Jie can resist, so he can only bury himself in the soil, while the screen owner breathes and remains motionless.

The Yaksha seemed to be wondering why the vitality he had just sensed suddenly disappeared.

It walked a few steps on the ground, twitching its nose at the sky, and its dark green eyes kept turning, as if to uncover the existence hidden within.

Tang Jie lay motionless.

After discovering that it was Yaksha, he even buried his eyes in the soil without revealing a trace.

The Yaksha couldn't ask for it for a long time, and gradually lost his patience, and suddenly shouted:

"Ouch!"

This roar came out of the blue like a muffled thunder explosion in the sky. The booming sound reached Tang Jie's ears. If it were anyone else, he would have jumped up.

Tang Jie remained motionless.

Seeing that it had no effect, the Yaksha said to himself: "It seems that I was wrong. There are no humans here."

Yasha is a noble of the underworld. His intelligence is no different from that of humans, but he can speak.

After saying this, the Yaksha flew into the air and left.

Tang Jie remained motionless.

He just lay quietly in the dirt, letting the rot erode his body, never moving.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, a dark shadow appeared in the sky.

But that Yaksha came back again.

It actually never left.

After looking around again and finding that there was still nothing, it flapped its wings and left, but this time it really left.

Watching the Yaksha disappear into the night, Tang Jie slowly sat up.

He said quietly: "Next time you lie to someone, remember not to use human language. Idiot."

Although Yaksha was known as highly intelligent in the underworld, in Tang Jie's eyes, he was no different than a fool. If you are deceived by this kind of thing, you don't have to mess around.

After brushing off the dirt on his body, Tang Jie walked towards Yan Shuihe.

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