Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1150: Chapter 779: Demon Sect Vajra

"Tap"

The masked elder froze, only to see the Mirror Ghost grimly grabbing his wrist.

Then slowly raised the other hand, using a joint-reverse manner that humans couldn’t possibly achieve, slapped back.

"Bang!"

The slap landed solidly on the elder’s face, hitting directly on the mask due to wearing it, making the mysterious elder who had just caught his breath tremble all over, his head buzzing.

If Yang Xiao hadn’t controlled the Mirror Ghost in time, the elder would probably have taken a few more hits.

After all, this Mirror Ghost was modeled after Yang Xiao, a bizarre presence, and Yang Xiao was petty.

Just as Yang Xiao and the others were about to set off, Professor Cui’s condition worsened again, vomiting a mouthful of blood, bleeding from his mouth and nose, the scene was terrifying.

"Boss Zhou! Boss Zhou!!" Carrying him, Tai Wenqin became anxious, calling out repeatedly.

"No, Boss Zhou can’t hold on until then, I need to take him to town for help!"

Tai Wenqin had his own plan, knowing the White Robed City Lord would relentlessly chase Yang Xiao’s group, he could just use the trick of hiding in plain sight and secretly return with Professor Cui to Wanqiang.

Tai Wenqin meant well, as he valued loyalty, Yang Xiao believed as long as he was alive, he would certainly not give up on Professor Cui, but Yang Xiao still stopped him.

Yang Xiao recalled the nightmare, where a strangely tall monster was chasing him, and that person was most likely the White Robed City Lord guarding Bangshu City for the Dharma Sect.

In the dream, the monster’s waist had Tai Wenqin’s head tied to it.

Now the dream has partially come true, as they indeed clashed with the Dharma Sect, and attracted the White Robed City Lord.

Yang Xiao had a premonition, if Tai Wenqin left with Professor Cui, it would be a final farewell for the three of them.

Tai Wenqin would encounter the White Robed City Lord and would be killed by him without a doubt.

"Following your Boss Zhou is hard to sustain!" Tai Wenqin insisted on his point of view.

"Now Uncle is unconscious, I’m in charge!" Yang Xiao spoke firmly, "Listen to me, now we are a collective, live and die together!"

Seeing this, Tai Wenqin hesitated no longer, first carrying Professor Cui and ran north.

"Uncle, I made the decision for you, regardless of life or death, don’t blame me..."

Yang Xiao and a few others followed closely, the Mirror Ghost carrying the masked elder, who became much more compliant after being slapped by the Mirror Ghost.

Yang Xiao worried that Tai Wenqin couldn’t hold on, since he was poisoned too, so he suggested letting Professor Cui be placed in the secret chamber of the Mirror World, but this suggestion was directly denied by Tai Wenqin.

After all, if something unexpected happened to Professor Cui, they wouldn’t be able to know immediately.

"This money was worth spending!" Seeing this, Yang Xiao was deeply shocked, the people the General Bureau found were indeed reliable.

The group sprinted wildly, the more they traveled, the more Yang Xiao had an alarming feeling that this path looked familiar.

They were separated from the Esoteric Sect’s territory by a mountain, as the saying goes, "looking at the mountain exhausts the horse," only when traversing the rugged paths in the mountains does one understand the deep meaning of this phrase.

Mostly because they were unfamiliar with this area, they had to explore slowly, while avoiding the main roads since there might be Magic Disciples stationed on them.

"The Dharma Sect chose to deal with you here, with the intention to provoke the Patrol Defense Office against their archenemy, the Esoteric Sect."

The masked elder saw through it clearly, "After killing you, they’d throw the corpses on the Esoteric Sect’s territory nearby and tell intermediaries you disappeared near the border."

"After all, the Esoteric Sect is notoriously xenophobic, and the Cannibal Buddha is not easily messed with, no one really dares to trouble him."

After running for a while, Professor Cui started struggling, vomiting another mouthful of blood, this time not fresh blood, but bluish foul blood, he definitely couldn’t make it to the Esoteric Sect’s territory at this rate.

"Boss Zhou! Boss!!" Tai Wenqin dared not bump him again, so he laid Professor Cui flat on a large stone.

Sui stood guard, while Yang Xiao took out the Ghost Lantern to try to help heal Professor Cui, but unfortunately it had little effect.

"Wait, take out that straw man in your clothes for me to see!" The masked elder on the Mirror Ghost’s back suddenly spoke.

Tai Wenqin glared at him with resentment, Yang Xiao hadn’t had time to explain clearly to him, but Tai Wenqin stubbornly believed that the elder was unavoidably responsible for Professor Cui’s misfortune, especially regarding the Binding Belt incident, he had tricked them.

"Tai, give him the straw man." It was under Yang Xiao’s calming that the straw man reached the masked elder’s hand.

The elder fiddled with it a bit, tossed the straw man back to Tai Wenqin, and ordered: "Tear off the curse attached here, that one-armed old dog is lucky, change the curse to this person."

Upon hearing that, Yang Xiao looked at the elder incredulously, as the person pointed out by the elder was already a breath away, Professor Cui.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Or do you want to watch him die?" The masked elder had a commanding presence.

"He would struggle to survive the curse in his current state." Tai Wenqin argued reasonably, he knew his own straw man.

When he heard this, the masked elder shook his head dismissively, "If you don’t intervene, he’s definitely dead. If you curse him, this guy is bound to suffer, but he has a fifty percent chance to survive."

"Do as he says!" Ever since the masked elder saw through the magic artifact on him, Yang Xiao was certain that this old man’s knowledge of magical artifacts was likely unmatched in the world.

When Tai Wenqin gritted his teeth and complied, Yang Xiao noticed the malicious intent that originally extended towards the distance from the straw man had disappeared, now firmly locked onto Professor Cui.

This meant that the one-armed elder had narrowly escaped death, thanks to his formidable mental fortitude, which had sustained him for a long time.

Professor Cui, after being cursed, began to twitch violently, then bled from all seven orifices, looking absolutely terrifying.

"Take him, leave quickly!" Suddenly, the masked elder seemed to have noticed something, turning his head sharply to look at the path they had come from, "Someone’s coming after us, it’s the City Lord!"

"You go ahead, I’ll hold him off!" Sui drew the Mitsubishi military dagger in a reverse grip.

"I’ll stay, you must get Boss Zhou out, make sure to save him!" Tai Wenqin also insisted on staying behind.

Seeing this, it was the masked elder who broke the standoff, "No heroics, all of you leave, he stays!"

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Though Yang Xiao had originally planned to stay, since he was the only one among them who wasn’t injured, being singled out like this by the masked elder prompted some unkind thoughts in his mind.

Sui Chengguo was the first to oppose this, knowing that Yang Xiao possessed considerable combat strength, but he was merely at a half-step Ghost Level, facing the notorious White Robed City Lord would be sending him to his death.

When he had fought Yang Xiao and lost, he always believed it was because his mental strength was exhausted, after all, he couldn’t even use his trump card, the Mitsubishi military dagger.

"No more nonsense, combined, you’re not as good as this kid. Young man, listen to what I say next."

The masked elder looked at Yang Xiao with a serious expression, "The one coming is one of the nine City Lords of the Dharma Sect, possessing half-step Netherworld-level strength. But this person is special, he’s nicknamed Rama Vajra, though we domestically call him Demon Sect Vajra."

"His attack is average, but his defense is incredibly strong, even ordinary Netherworld-level Apostles have a hard time breaking his defense. The Dharma King assigned him to guard the border because of this, his entire being is a defensive magical artifact that can wear people out to death."

"Don’t engage him head-on, just stall and retreat gradually. Remember what I’ve left you, if you can’t hold it, swallow one pill to help you control that power, but remember, only one, more than one is certain death."

At this moment, Tai Wenqin and Sui Chengguo also felt the approaching overwhelming presence from the distance, with such deterrent force, they had no other assumption, it was indeed the White Robed City Lord himself, the Demon Sect Vajra.

"Quick, retreat! Go! Go!" The masked elder wished for the Mirror Ghost to grow eight legs and carry him away.

But the Mirror Ghost threw him off towards Sui Chengguo, while it stood alongside Yang Xiao under the latter’s control.

"Take care!"

Tai Wenqin knew he had to survive, otherwise, Boss Zhou, who was connected to the straw man and cursed, would also meet a certain death.

Sui gritted his teeth and also left swiftly, they now needed to head to the territory of the Esoteric Sect as fast as possible, using the Cannibal Buddha woman as leverage to get their aid.

Before leaving, the Mirror Ghost removed the colorful cord symbolizing its identity and handed it to the masked elder.

Not long after they left, Yang Xiao truly sensed the strong spiritual power coming towards him. Soon, a tall figure appeared at the edge of his vision.

It was none other than the White Robed City Lord he had seen from afar at the temple festival.

If the previous Magic Teaching Woman exuded the aura of a wild bull, then this White Robed City Lord was akin to a raging giant elephant.

Towering in stature, his entire body exuded energy, muscles bulging, and his exposed bronze skin added a touch of mystery, reminiscent of a god from alien race myths descending to earth.

The bloodstains on the hem of the White Robed City Lord’s clothing were quite striking, as was the head hanging at his waist.

Yang Xiao recognized the head’s owner, it was the one-armed elder who had escaped earlier.

The head’s eyes were wide open, mouth slightly ajar, with a grim and terrifying expression, and the neck was grotesquely twisted.

The head hadn’t been severed by a blade or sharp weapon, but seemed to have been twisted off by sheer force.

Seeing this gruesome sight, Yang Xiao was further assured that his decision to stop Tai Wenqin from returning to the city was absolutely correct, otherwise, the head he saw now would have been Tai Wenqin’s.

Without a word, Yang Xiao immediately took out the two black pills and, without thinking, popped one into his mouth, swallowing it whole without chewing.

It was a necessity; with his current skills, he wouldn’t last three moves before his own head would be sitting at the City Lord’s waist beside the one-armed elder.

As the pill settled in his stomach, a few seconds later, an odd sensation exploded in his lower abdomen at incredible speed, spreading to his limbs and bones before Yang Xiao could react.

His pupils trembled, dark green veins surfaced one by one, and his heartbeat pounded like a drum. The surroundings grew eerily silent, and the entire world seemed to slow down in Yang Xiao’s eyes. He could even see each raindrop hanging in midair if he so wished.

It was as if a forgotten switch inside him was flipped, and boundless spiritual power surged in like a tide.

A barrage of wild desires bombarded the last line of his rational defense. In the moment of clenching his fist, it felt as if he was grasping the universe itself.

Yang Xiao had experienced something similar before, but it was when the Opera Robe Ghost was dominating his soul and body.

This time, it was Yang Xiao himself!

Grasping the Ghost Bamboo Stick, a massive phantom arose behind Yang Xiao.