Chapter 22: The Ultimate Bug!

Under the bright moon, the night air was biting and chilly.

At this moment, Gu Mo was completely engulfed in monstrous, bone-chilling ghostly energy that soared toward the skies.

With eyes as wide as ox-eggs, he glared fiercely at his opponent, the voodoo master Xiang Haitang, while a raging fire of fury burned in his heart.

The reason was quite simple: this old bastard from Western Hunan actually dared to lay a hand on Li Hongyan.

Wasn't this just sheer, unadulterated bad luck?

Although Li Hongyan was Gu Mo's ex-girlfriend and they no longer had any ties whatsoever, stepping back ten thousand paces, if Li Hongyan were to lose her life because of him, wouldn't this favor be so huge that even in the netherworld he would never be able to repay it?

In Gu Mo's mind, he had never wanted to bring unnecessary trouble to others since childhood. Blocking someone else's path was always a bad thing.

To completely cut ties with that woman once and for all, Gu Mo had no choice but to shoulder all the heavy burdens!

……

Glaring angrily at Xiang Haitang, Gu Mo let loose a burst of classic, colorful curses from his mouth.

"Damn it! If you're courting death, don't blame your daddy!"

Suddenly, with a muffled thud,

Holding the Heaven-Measuring Ruler, Gu Mo closed the distance to Xiang Haitang in a single leap, flashing right before him. A sizable crater was left behind at the spot where he had previously stood.

Caught completely off guard, Xiang Haitang trembled all over, almost scaring the wits and urine out of himself.

Whoosh!

Seeing Gu Mo raising the Heaven-Measuring Ruler high, about to deliver a head-clearing blow to Xiang Haitang,

Who would have thought that the bizarre, gigantic three-headed, six-armed zombie would flash forward abruptly, slamming directly into Gu Mo and sending him flying away.

He hadn't expected this three-headed, six-armed zombie to be even faster than the shadow-walking zombie!

Beneath the night sky, a graceful arc was carved through the air...

In an instant, flying mid-air, Gu Mo only felt the biting cold wind whistling past his ears while unbearable, agonizing pain wracked his entire body.

It felt as though he had been struck by a high-speed train, compressing all his internal organs together.

Meanwhile, the hairball gluttonous ghost, which had also suffered heavy impacts, let out a few muffled, miserable wails.

If not for the hairball cushioning his back, Gu Mo might well have snapped seven or eight ribs!

Having just uttered such harsh threats, Gu Mo instantly felt a burning, stinging sensation across his face.

This shame of slapping his own face hurt even more than the impact of the zombie!

Thud!

Engulfed in green ghostly flames, Gu Mo crashed heavily onto the surface of the pool, splashing up a tremendous sheet of water.

For a moment, the previously calm and smooth jade-green pool was churned into layers of ripples, and the reflection of the bright moon danced like a pulsing heartbeat.

……

Nearby, Xiao Yulou, who had lost his combat capability, felt his heart tighten at the sight. This three-headed, six-armed zombie was actually even faster in its movements than the shadow zombie.

Raising his eyes, he saw that the voodoo master Xiang Haitang opposite him had already turned pale as a sheet, panting like an ox. The strands of hair drifting in the wind had also lost their original luster.

It seemed that this old bastard must have paid an enormous price to forge and refine such a three-headed, six-armed zombie.

Judging by those whitening hairs, it was highly likely that this bizarre technique was fueled by burning one's own life force!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yulou, dressed in his black Daoist robe, took a sharp, deep breath. He fished out a yellow talisman, yet he still found himself unable to channel the vital Daoist energy within his body.

Seeing this, the opposite voodoo master Xiang Haitang swallowed hard, a sinister sneer spreading across his face as he taunted mockingly.

"Ox-nose, don't think you can act recklessly just because you come from a prestigious school! If you dare to make another rash move, this old man will surely scatter your soul to the winds!"

At these words, Xiao Yulou was momentarily stunned.

Cold sweat poured out all over his body like bamboo shoots springing up after a spring rain.

The sweat running down his back seeped into his wounds, immediately sending piercing, excruciating pain through his frame.

Right at that moment, Xiao Yulou, clad in his black Daoist robe, deflated like a punctured ball. The effect of the celestial righteous energy vanished entirely.

Since the others were the cleaver and the chopping board while he was the fish and the meat, it was best to simply watch how the situation unfolded!

……

Meanwhile, plunging beneath the surface of the jade-green pool, Gu Mo was jolted by the ice-cold water, making the thoughts in his mind exceptionally clear.

'Who am I? What do I possess? What techniques do I know?'

Under this triple interrogation of life and death, Gu Mo simply gripped the Heaven-Measuring Ruler tighter and calmly closed his eyes.

'Right now, this daddy holds four Netherworld divine artifacts in his hands. The Heaven-Measuring Ruler has the greatest lethality; the Soul-Drawing Gourd and the Soul-Burning Lamp can sweep the battlefield and harvest souls;

As for that tattered rag, I don't even know what it's called. But whenever that rag appears, all the ghostly energy on my body is inevitably absorbed.

The greatest flaw of the Western Hunan voodoo and sorcery lineages is close combat.

Since I want to tear that old bastard apart with my bare hands, I naturally have to deal with that three-headed, six-armed zombie first.

The Seven-Star Celestial Step and Fuxi Snake Fist taught to me by Elder Chu are prime techniques specifically designed for dealing with zombies.

Yet, judging by the previous fight, the moment I deploy the Fuxi Snake Fist, I am bound to be attacked by the zombie's other two pairs of arms.

What should I do?

....

I've got it!'

Having formulated his combat strategy, Gu Mo felt a mild electric current course through his body as the voice of the hairball gluttonous ghost rang out in his mind.

"Master, that three-headed, six-armed zombie was just refined. As long as we find its weak spot, we can completely shatter it!"

Hearing this, Gu Mo inwardly admired the hairball's train of thought.

In a fraction of a breath, Gu Mo extended his hands and swam powerfully toward the surface of the pool.

When Gu Mo broke through the water's surface, he found to his surprise that the three-headed, six-armed zombie was actually standing in place, waiting for him.

Now, that was somewhat strange!

Logically speaking, hadn't Xiao Yulou and that young lady both lost their ability to fight?

Yet neither the three-headed, six-armed zombie nor that old bastard had kicked him while he was down.

Such people who actually cared about martial ethics were truly rare!

Thinking of this, the dripping-wet hairball gluttonous ghost gave its entire body a violent shake, flinging off all the pool water trapped in its fur.

Lifting his eyes to look closely, the three-headed, six-armed zombie not far away was utterly terrifying. All three heads wore ferocious, baren-fanged expressions.

The horrifying, exposed fangs were longer than half a pair of disposable chopsticks. Even its six steel-like arms were tipped with spine-chilling, purplish-black long nails.

Not to mention the freezing, corpse-cold aura spewing from the mouths of the three zombies!

Although all three dead faces possessed gray, wrinkled, elderly features, their heights varied slightly.

The zombie on the far left looked somewhat undernourished!

That was rather comical.

Seeing this, Gu Mo almost burst out laughing.

Afterward, opening his blood-red eyes, Gu Mo asked with deep puzzlement,

"Xiang Haitang, how did you know I had Netherworld divine artifacts?"

Hearing this, Xiang Haitang, holding a Miao saber, scraped the sharp blade with his fingertip and smiled coldly.

"Does that even require asking? Everyone in the deviant martial circles knows it!"

At this, Gu Mo's heart skipped a beat, and a bold hypothesis surfaced in his mind.

"Could it be that you're also part of the White Lotus Sect?"

As soon as these words left his mouth, the voodoo master Xiang Haitang burst into a fit of utterly sickening, maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha! Since you're about to become a dead man anyway, it won't hurt this old man to tell you!"

Following that, the voodoo master, sporting a bald-at-the-crown hairstyle, nodded without the slightest bit of evasion.

Hearing this, Gu Mo felt rather perplexed.

Why was it that every single person who came looking for trouble turned out to be a spawn of the White Lotus Sect? Did these people have nothing better to do with their time?

Wasn't the White Lotus Sect thoroughly fractured?

Could eternal life really mean that much to them?

Thinking this, Gu Mo wanted to fish out a few more clues.

Yet before Gu Mo could even open his mouth, Xiang Haitang abruptly waved the Miao saber in his hand, pointing the tip directly at Gu Mo.

"A dead man has no need for so much nonsense!"

Just as his voice fell, the three-headed, six-armed zombie flashed forward with a terrifying, ferocious expression.

A three-headed, six-armed monster with skin as tough as copper and bones as hard as iron was already difficult enough to deal with, but to make matters worse, this bizarre-looking zombie moved at rocket-like speed.

Did it usually eat energy bars for breakfast?

Just as these stray thoughts crossed his mind, Gu Mo abruptly raised the Heaven-Measuring Ruler to protect his face.

With a muffled thud,

Those four horrifying iron claws grabbed fiercely onto the Heaven-Measuring Ruler.

Sparks flew in all directions, creating a heart-pounding spectacle!

Feeling a numbness shoot through the web of his thumb and forefinger, Gu Mo instantly realized he was struggling to hold his ground.

Swish, swish, swish!

The ferocious, bare-fanged three-headed, six-armed zombie incessantly lashed out with its iron claws against the Heaven-Measuring Ruler in Gu Mo's hands.

Under the powerful and rapid onslaught, Gu Mo was forced back step by step.

Yet if he didn't unleash his full strength, not only would the Netherworld divine artifacts be snatched away, but both Xiao Yulou and that young lady would surely perish!

Thinking of this, Gu Mo clenched his teeth, sank his stance, and channeled all the ghostly energy within his body.

In an instant, Gu Mo, fused with the hairball gluttonous ghost, broke out in a cold sweat.

A voice rang out once more in Gu Mo's mind.

"Master, the time for fusion is running out! Hurry up and deploy the Seven-Star Celestial Step. A moment from now, Hairball will stall this zombie for you, and you can seize the opportunity to wipe out that old bastard!"

Hearing this, Gu Mo braced the Heaven-Measuring Ruler against the ground, lifted his leg, and kicked straight at the zombie's chest.

With a muffled thud,

That terrifying zombie was instantly sent flying seven or eight meters back by Gu Mo.

Yet action and reaction are equal!

Gu Mo felt as though his legs had just kicked against reinforced concrete.

Seizing the fleeting opportunity, Gu Mo abruptly executed the Seven-Star Celestial Step, darting backward at high speed to put a distance of over thirty meters between himself and the three-headed, six-armed zombie.

Right at that moment, a gurgling sound echoed out.

The hairball gluttonous ghost instantly spat Gu Mo out.

Following that, the pitch-black little creature whipped its tongue out in a fierce sweep.

Three skeletal underworld soldiers wreathed in black mist appeared right in the space between Gu Mo and the zombie.

Looking closely, these three newly arrived skeletal underworld soldiers wielded ghost-head broadswords that gleamed with cold light, and wisps of black qi drifted from beneath their heavy leather armor.

Within their deep, void-like eye sockets, eerie red lights flickered!

In an instant, the hairball gluttonous ghost—having reverted to the size of a watermelon—widened its eyes, which resembled galaxies.

Within those breathtaking eyes, an eerie red glow suddenly blazed.

With a rapid series of cracking bone sounds, the three skeletal underworld soldiers holding ghost-head blades completely merged into one.

The battlefield was instantly choked with dense ghostly energy and spine-chilling horror!

Seeing this, Xiang Haitang not far away froze momentarily.

He hadn't expected Gu Mo to possess such a powerful pet companion!

Lunging into a fight with insufficient intelligence indeed proved somewhat hasty!

Meanwhile, seeing the familiar merged skeletal underworld soldier, Gu Mo's heart leaped with joy.

"Hairball, I, Gu Mo, am willing to call you the ultimate bug!"

As his voice faded, a fresh, fierce battle commenced.