The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 912 - The Showdown with Monk Yizhen

Chapter 912: Chapter 912: The Showdown with Monk Yizhen

Chapter 912: Chapter 912: The Showdown with Monk Yizhen

Ghosts don’t speak of righteousness; three against one, they felt no shame or issue with that. At this moment, the coroner, the cobbler, and the paper effigy maker were already standing in a triangular formation, confronting Huang Xiaolong!

This battle was of vital importance to the three ghost kings!

Firstly, they had to avenge their fellow brother, the executioner ghost king.

More importantly, the Ghost Immortal Zheng He had commanded them to kill Huang Xiaolong at all costs. If the three of them couldn’t handle one together, they were afraid that their failure might provoke Zheng He and lead to catastrophic punishment.

At this time, the aura of the three ghost kings seemed to merge into one, with surging yin energy billowing around, sinking slowly. A layer formed on the ground, rustling like flowing sand, creeping towards Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong stood still, allowing the yin energy sand to cover his feet. Soon, skulls emerged from the sand, weeping and wailing miserably.

“You killed the executioner, so today, your soul will scatter to the winds!” The coroner ghost king sneered abruptly, and between its eyebrows, a bizarre eyeball split open and revealed itself!

This eyeball, the size of a walnut, rolled around, emitting streaks of ghostly light.

These ghostly lights shone directly onto Huang Xiaolong, seemingly attempting to uncover every flaw, every secret within him, leaving nothing hidden, nowhere to escape!

“Oh? Trying to spy on me?” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

The eyeball that appeared on the coroner ghost king’s forehead was its trump card!

In ancient times, coroners were equivalent to modern forensic doctors and medical examiners. The position was hereditary, and descendants had a high chance of having the Yin-Yang Eye. This eye could not only conduct autopsies but also communicate with spirits. It’s said that Bao Qingtian’s mother was a coroner, which is why Bao Zheng could communicate with ghosts, making his investigations as smooth as swimming fish. Bao Qingtian would judge the living by day and the dead by night, interrogate people as well as ghosts, executing both the corporeal and spiritual, no small feat.

This coroner ghost king, with the eyeball in its brow, first and foremost, could see all the details of other spirits and fierce ghosts: how they died, what kind of ghost they were, their vulnerabilities, weaknesses, magic artifacts, the ghostly techniques they excelled in, and their ultimate moves.

All of this, the coroner ghost king could see at a glance. As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be in peril. With this miraculous eye, for the coroner to kill other spirits and fierce ghosts was almost effortless.

The ghostly light diffusing from the eyeball had no actual attack power but was meant to probe Huang Xiaolong’s reality.

Huang Xiaolong, too, allowed the coroner ghost king to investigate him with dignity.

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As if a mere ghost king could spot any weakness of Huang Xiaolong!

And sure enough, an expression of extreme shock burst forth from the coroner ghost king’s eyes, lamenting, “What’s this? What’s going on? I… I… I can see nothing at all… I can only see a mass of ghostly qi, completely impenetrable… I see nothing…”

“Forget it, no need to investigate any further! Kill him!” The paper effigy maker ghost king, extremely irritable, gave a wave of his hand, and paper effigies of Black and White Impermanence lunged towards Huang Xiaolong!

With the paper effigies of Black and White Impermanence raising their wailing sticks high, they smashed down towards Huang Xiaolong’s head.

Violent ghostly qi, mixed with chilling death inscriptions, intended to crush Huang Xiaolong’s skull outright.

Meanwhile, the Ghost King of paper effigies continuously waved his hands, tossing out paper cutouts one after another.

These paper cutouts swelled with the wind, rapidly expanding in the air, transforming into giant paper figures! Each of the paper figures stood about thirty feet tall, resembling ancient titans!

The figures of the paper effigies included the likes of Cheng Yaojin, Li Yuanba wielding a large hammer, Wu Song fighting a tiger… all were formidable figures from the history of Huaxia.

“Cackle cackle cackle~~~ Kid, listen well, these paper effigies of mine, made from special asbestos paper, are not afraid of fire, impervious to rain, and nearly immune to common Taoist techniques… And within these paper figures, fierce ghosts in purple robes are sealed… Even if you have toxic corpses, they are no match for these paper effigies! Cackle cackle cackle~~~ Die!” The paper effigy Ghost King let out a triumphant cackle.

These paper effigies were indeed fierce, and numerous; a regular Ghost King would have great difficulty dealing with them, and one slip could lead to a tough battle.

Huang Xiaolong, however, smiled broadly as a wisp of his intention already entered underworld, casually collecting some flames from within.

The flames from the underworld, naturally, were the Netherworld Fire!

This Netherworld Fire, the fire of the underworld, unique in heaven and earth, was nearly as formidable in power as the Samadhi True Fire.

Huang Xiaolong extended his hand, and a huge blossom of Netherworld Fire surged and writhed in his palm.

“No matter how well the paper figures are crafted, they ultimately fear fire. Your paper effigies may not be afraid of mortal fires or even most fires of this world, but this Netherworld Fire of mine is also akin to divine fire, and I shall see if it can burn away your paper effigies!” Huang Xiaolong sneered coldly.

Boom~~~!!!!

The Netherworld Fire in his hand exploded into countless tiny blossoms of flames, which twisted and shifted into the shape of birds, swiftly flying out.

Paper effigies of Black and White Impermanence, Li Yuanba, Wu Song, Cheng Yaojin… and so on and so forth, upon encountering the Netherworld Fire, crackled and burned, disintegrating into ashes in an instant. The fierce ghosts sealed within were also enveloped by the Netherworld Fire, burning fiercely, their screams unceasing as droplets of pus spattered all around.

“How preposterous! This is utterly preposterous!” The paper effigy Ghost King was so angry that he was practically glowering and puffing. These paper effigies were the work of his lifetime, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely destroyed, not one remained! How tragic!

“Huh? What is this… flame? It’s somewhat similar to the Netherworld Fire from the underworld?” Zheng He, on the stage, also had a somewhat stiff expression. He had thought that three Ghost Kings ganging up on Huang Xiaolong would be enough to crush him with sheer momentum, but contrary to expectations, Huang Xiaolong remained unfazed, releasing such terrifyingly powerful fire. However, Zheng He, the Ghost Immortal, had never been to the underworld, so he did not recognize the divine fire, the Netherworld Fire, that Huang Xiaolong had released.

Nevertheless, the sinister nature of the Netherworld Fire, very different from the Taoist Samadhi True Fire, did not arouse suspicion in Zheng He.

On this side, with the paper effigies burned to smithereens, the cobbler Ghost King finally made his move.

With a wave of his hand, corpses emerged from nowhere.

These corpses, covered in centipede-like wounds but stitched up with thread, were armless, legless, or headless, yet somehow pieced together and showing signs of reanimation, although they emitted an eerie ghostly presence, turning into neither-human-nor-ghost monsters.

These reanimated corpse monsters had traits very similar to Huang Xiaolong’s toxic corpses, also possessing tremendous strength, impervious to blades and spears, and as agile as monkeys.

A large group of corpses besieged Huang Xiaolong.

The cobbler Ghost King threw out a handful of needles and thread, stabbing into the bodies of numerous fierce ghosts present on the scene.

These fierce ghosts were suddenly controlled by the Second Shoemaker Ghost King, like marionettes on strings, flooding toward Huang Xiaolong in a wave, each one fearlessly aggressive as if intending to drown him.

Well, the Second Shoemaker launched a human wave attack at Huang Xiaolong.

“Forensic doctor! Aren’t you going to make a move?” The Second Shoemaker Ghost King called out miserably to the Forensic Doctor Ghost King.

“Die!” The Forensic Doctor Ghost King cackled sinisterly, and from the large eyeball between his brows, a surge of Yin energy exploded, so chilling that it froze the ground and air into ice wherever it passed.

Whiz whiz whiz~~ whiz whiz whiz~~~

This ice, breaking and flying out, was like daggers or flying swords, piercing through the air towards Huang Xiaolong.

Moreover, the intense chill from the Yin energy also enveloped Huang Xiaolong, seemingly about to freeze him into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

This was the ultimate technique of the Forensic Doctor Ghost King’s big eyeball!

The Aura of Yin Chill!

That Second Shoemaker Ghost King also emitted an extremely hoarse and twisted scream, taking out a very long needle wrapped with the souls of thousands of spirits and filled with Yin energy, murderous intent, and ferocity as if it were a high-quality Magic Artifact, and threw it at Huang Xiaolong!

Aimed straight for Huang Xiaolong’s brow!

This needle was seemingly the Second Shoemaker Ghost King’s killer move. A mere graze from the tip would bring great misfortune even to an ordinary Ghost King.

Confronted with the human wave tactic, the ice projectiles, the chill of Yin, and the flying needle… Huang Xiaolong smiled and suddenly erupted with a mushroom cloud of Netherworld Fire around him.

In the underworld, there was an abundance of Netherworld Fire, an inexhaustible resource. As the Yin Emperor, Huang Xiaolong could simply take as much as he needed whenever he wanted.

Actually, Huang Xiaolong preferred using Samadhi True Fire, but since he was currently portraying a Ghost King, he was limited to using ghostly means in battle. Therefore, he had no choice but to replace Samadhi True Fire with Netherworld Fire.

Boom~~~~!!!!!!

A blast of Netherworld Fire burned forth, turning everything that approached into ash.

Seeing their poor odds, the three Ghost Kings transformed into wraiths of ghostly Qi, attempting to flee, but the Netherworld Fire enveloped them, crackling as it consumed them.

“Ah~~ ah~~~ Ghost Immortal, save us! Ghost Immortal, save us~~~~~”

Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the air.

With a distorted expression, Zheng He sought to extinguish the Netherworld Fire and save the Forensic Doctor, Second Shoemaker, and Paper Effigy Ghost Kings. However, with a slight stirring of his fingertips, he suppressed the urge.

“Hmph! Useless things! Three against one and still fail… How could such trash assist me in establishing a ghost nation?” Zheng He snorted coldly, then fixed Huang Xiaolong with a sinister stare, as if trying to see through all his secrets, but to no avail!

‘This fellow, he gives me an unfathomable feeling… What kind of ghost is he?’

Zheng He’s eyes brewed with consideration, showing an uncommon regard for a Ghost King!

In the past, Ghost Kings were as insignificant as ants in his eyes, but today, Huang Xiaolong’s performance made him take notice.

Of course, this concern was not enough to make Zheng He act against Huang Xiaolong personally.

Soon, the three Ghost Kings were reduced to ashes, their souls scattered, utterly annihilated.

The Monster Mistresses, Qingqing, Xiaohong, Feng Hanyan, Ming Kuan, and Meng Jingling all exchanged knowing smiles.

Huang Xiaolong was simply invincible, no matter what identity he assumed or where he was, he could sweep away all obstacles.

After incinerating the three Ghost Kings, Huang Xiaolong retracted the Netherworld Fire, looking calmly at Zheng He.

“Hahaha~~ Good, very good, extremely good. It seems you are prepared to defy me to the end! Hahaha~~~” Zheng He glared at Huang Xiaolong with a ghostly gaze. “Whoever kills this Ghost King for me will be rewarded with a top-quality Magic Artifact!”

“Amitabha~~~” A Monk cloaked in ghostly Qi swirling like a sandstorm, with his monk’s robe fluttering, stood in front of Huang Xiaolong.

While counting his prayer beads, the Monk said to Huang Xiaolong with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Since the Ghost Immortal has decreed it, you are surely doomed. Allow this humble monk to see you off. You are strong, but in my previous life I was a monk, deeply versed in Buddhist Law. After death, I became a ghost and transformed my Buddhist Law into ghostly arts, which are infallible. You are no match for me~~ Amitabha~~ Why not lay down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot?”

As soon as he finished speaking, numerous bald-headed ghosts appeared all around Huang Xiaolong, starting to chant.

They recited scriptures in a cacophony, interspersed with taunting laughter both faint and clear.

This Ghost Chanting Scripture easily disoriented the minds of people or other ghosts, leaving them vulnerable to manipulation.

“You must be Monk Yizhen from Fozhou City’s Empty Mountain Temple, right?” Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you. I’ve always wanted to eliminate you. You’ve actually come to me.”

“Huh? How do you know me?” Monk Yizhen was startled.

“Hee hee hee~~ Your Empty Mountain Temple, I burned it down with a single fire. Your fellow disciple, Monk Yizhen, was also killed by me,” Huang Xiaolong said with a harmless smile.

“Hmph!!!!!!” Ghost King Yizhen burst into fury, his body trembling as if he were having a fit, gritting his teeth and cursing. “Amitabha, Amitabha…”

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong directly brought out the Banner of Thousand Souls. “You should recognize this, right? The Qing Dynasty female ghost you offended, she’s been longing to seek revenge on you every day and night.”

“Yizhen! Lecherous monk! Accept your death!!!!!!” From the Banner of Thousand Souls, emerged the Qing Dynasty female ghost, her face full of hatred and rage.

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