Infinity Throne

Chapter 82 The ghost slayer finally turns into a ghost

The top of Guiwu Mountain.

The intersection of yin and yang.

The blood moon is coming.

Yi Lin raised her head. On the horizon, there was only a faint ray of sun left.

The blood moon overhead completely occupied the sky.

At first glance, it seems that the whole eye is filled with the blood moon, and it feels like the moon is falling towards the ground.

The handover between heaven and earth is nothing more than this.

"Shut up!"

The whisper in Yi Lin's ear fell silent for a moment when Yi Lin shouted violently, and then continued to whisper crazily.

The surrounding atmosphere is cold, and the sea of flowers scattered all over the ground is no longer as gorgeous and beautiful as it was at the beginning.

Looking down from the air, a huge palm print was deeply imprinted on the top of the mountain.

It was as if a giant had slapped this "skull" head, turning the flat head into a concave head.

It's the kind of beating that's very hard.

And in the "slap pit", a one-armed old man with three limbs curled up was lying in the center.

"Huh? This posture looks familiar for some reason."

I couldn't remember it for a while.

It seems to be the death pose of a person named Ya Shacha.

Saw it on TV.

Childhood enlightenment cartoon.

Hmm...forgot.

Yi Lin couldn't remember it for a while and didn't think much about it.

He slowly floated down from mid-air.

Stay next to Nie Xiu.

The moment she landed, Yi Lin's body shook slightly.

His face looked a little more pale.

Yi Lin's face was expressionless as he looked at Nie Xiu who was lying on his side.

Nie Xiu is not dead.

Yi Lin didn't kill him either.

Nie Xiu, however, seemed to be dead, motionless, his eyes dull, staring ahead indifferently.

If you look carefully, Nie Xiu's pupils have no focus at all, as if he has lost his soul.

The "whispering" in Yi Lin's ears moved more crazily as her spiritual energy was consumed, as if she wanted to completely take away Yi Lin's sanity.

His mind was filled with all kinds of crazy thoughts, and he couldn't calm down at all.

"Is it too much consumption..."

Yi Lin suddenly looked at the place between the two tombs, which looked like a place where soil had been passed over, and she understood clearly.

Everything is hidden there.

That place is the root of all this.

A secret that Nie Xiu desperately wanted to protect.

"Anything else to say?"

Yi Lin ignored Nie Xiu and walked between the two tombs.

Nie Xiu had given up resistance now, and he did not look towards Yi Lin. He just buried his head and squeezed out a hoarse voice from Nie Xiu's mouth.

"Is this... your new ghost hunting technique?"

Yi Lin did not look back.

Keep going.

It wasn't until he came between the two tombs that he replied slowly: "Just take it as such."

"You...cough cough cough..."

Nie Xiu just said a word and suddenly coughed violently.

He spat out mouthfuls of black blood.

After a while, Nie Xiu continued: "In the past ten years, countless ghost hunters have come to this mountain."

"oh?"

While listening, Yi Lin took out Xiao Shisan's ancient knife and used it as a shovel to dig up the soil.

Nie Xiu trembled slightly as he lay in the palm pit in response to Yi Lin's actions, but did not stop him.

Also... powerless to stop it.

Yi Lin continued to dig, and dig.

Small mounds of earth quickly formed around it.

Nie Xiu continued: "There are other ghost hunters, like you... who finally found this place."

"And then they all died in your hands?"

Yi Lin was not surprised and asked.

"..."

Nie Xiu did not admit it.

But he didn't deny it.

"Where's the body?"

"Push it down."

Nie Xiu's tone was calm, neither happy nor sad.

"Huh, and then turned into a ghost?"

"..."

Under Yi Lin's "shovel", the soil gradually became harder and harder to dig.

Yi Lin was not in a hurry and chatted with Nie Xiu while digging the soil.

It's just that Yi Lin's expression seemed calm, but countless crazy thoughts were uncontrollably pouring out of her heart.

There seemed to be countless crazy voices, laughing, neighing, wailing, and murmuring in his ears.

Yi Lin couldn't even tell which side she was on now.

The intersection of yin and yang.

Yang...or Yin?

It seems that there is a strange existence under the shovel. As Yi Lin digs deeper, it becomes more and more mysterious, choosing people to eat.

Yi Lin was suddenly very happy that her willpower attribute was high enough and she had a certain resistance to negative effects.

Otherwise, before the mysterious things under the soil were dug out, he might have been tortured by the crazy whispers and went crazy.

Nie Xiu was increasingly shocked.

He actually wanted to say that even if he didn't kill those ghost hunters, they would never be able to dig out "something like that."

That's something ominous.

No one can resist that kind of "ominousness".

But Nie Xiu found that Yi Lin was digging shovel after shovel as if nothing had happened. He saw that the digging was getting deeper and deeper, and the pile of soil dug out beside him was getting higher and higher.

"So you can bear it?"

Nie Xiu thought so in his heart.

"Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, who are you?"

Yi Lin continued to ask.

"Hongxiu... is my daughter... Xiaoyi, my apprentice. They were also ghost hunters."

"Xiaoyi is your granddaughter?"

Yi Lin was a little curious about this.

"No..." Nie Xiu shook his head: "When a person turns into a ghost, he will lose all his memory."

oh--

Yi Lin roughly understood.

Sudden--

Yi Lin made a move.

The whole body was stiff.

Nie Xiu chuckled.

His complexion gradually turned blue.

The slightly opened mouth gradually stretched out two slender fangs.

Even the cloudy left eye gradually became filled with a layer of blood.

"Boy, you are very smart..."

"But you only guessed one thing wrong..."

"My arm was not cut off by Red Sleeves..."

"The person who cut off this arm is me!"

"If you don't cut off your arm, how can you resist that terrible 'madness'..."

Nie Xiu knew that everyone would die here.

He only hopes that Hongxiu and Xiaoyi can successfully transcend and leave this cursed land as he planned, even if...

Live as a "ghost"!

Except for Xiaoyi and Hongxiu, everyone... must die!

Everyone will be completely swallowed by this mountain!

"Hey hey hey..."

Nie Xiu smiled coldly. In the palm pit, the joints of his three limbs twisted, and he stood up slowly.

Those eyes turned completely blood red.

Nie Xiu... turned into a ghost!

The ghost slayer finally turned into a ghost!

"Lie back, old man."

laugh--

A broken knife appeared silently and passed directly through Nie Xiu's back.

After Pan Zhengyi applied "ghost oil" on his left shoulder, he successfully stopped the bleeding and finally prevented the decline in his health.

In the blink of an eye, the once famous legendary ghost hunter Nie Xiu turned into black ash and sprinkled it on the top of Ghost Mist Mountain.

"Tch, is this D level?"

Pan Zhengyi squinted his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

After getting rid of the old ghost hunter who turned into a ghost, Pan Zhengyi raised his knife and looked at the stiff back in front of him, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

Just when Pan Zhengyi hesitated.

After a few seconds, Yi Lin let out a long sigh of relief.

Use the fastest speed to stuff something into the storage space.

In an instant, all the whispers disappeared.

Yi Lin looked pale, but turned around with a smile: "Now, it's your turn. Are you... Pan Zhengyi?"

"Yes and no."

Pan Zhengyi put away the knife.

"To make it easier to distinguish, let's call you Xiao Pan?"

Pan Zhengyi's mouth twitched slightly: "..."

"Big Pan?"

Yi Lin is very confident in her taste in naming.

Pan Zhengyi's eyes twitched again.