The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 474: Ghost Head Engravings

“Kid, show all your skills. I won’t even have to lift a finger; my little disciple here can handle you.” Corpse Ginseng said shamelessly, then hid in a particularly sly manner behind Fang Lin.

Fang Lin rolled his eyes. This guy had actually managed to turn him into a human shield.

Chen Wu tapped at his Nine Palace Bag, and an odd artifact appeared in his hand.

The item was a small and delicate stone carving, but despite its size it was still extremely fierce in appearance. It was the head of a wicked ghost, green-faced and fanged, with bulging eyes that sent chills down your spine.

Seeing that Chen Wu had taken out this item, He Qiannian, who was on the sidelines, immediately changed his expression and quickly yelled out, “Do not use that object!”

However, Chen Wu’s rage had already clouded his judgment, and he did not hear He Qiannian at all. He suddenly slapped his chest, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, dropping on to the Ghost Head Engravings.

The moment the fresh blood touched the artifact, an extremely eerie aura spread in all directions. Everyone felt like they heard a deep, angry roar that seemed to come from an endless abyss.

Some less experienced martial artists suddenly turned pale and felt unease. They all wanted to leave this place.

“This is bad!” He Qiannian’s face turned somber as he wanted to forcibly prevent Chen Wu’s further actions.

However, a cloud of black energy began to surround the Ghost Head Engravings, its tendrils reaching out, and in the blink of an eye it covered the entire plaza, preventing anyone from seeing what was happening inside.

“What’s going on?” some people asked He Qiannian.

He Qiannian’s expression was solemn as he said, “This object is a forbidden artifact. Our Hazy Sect has always handed down three of these, kept deep within the confines of the sect. I didn’t expect this rebellious disciple to steal one.”

“What use does this artifact serve?” Zhao Zhenlong asked with a frown.

He Qiannian hesitated slightly, but still bit the bullet and said, “If all three Ghost Head Engravings are activated together, they can summon a hundred thousand wicked ghosts, which devour all living beings. If there is only one, it can also kill everything below the Heavenly Origin.”

“What?” Upon hearing the words, everyone was horrified. Several independent martial artists quickly left the plaza. Killing all the martial artists below the Heavenly Origin was horrifying.

Sect Master Han abruptly stood up, ready to rush into the rolling black mist to help and forcefully pull Fang Lin out.

“Sect Master Han, don’t rush in impulsively. If you enter the black mist, the wicked ghosts in it will become even stronger. By then, even you might find it hard to escape,” He Qiannian quickly said, his face mixed with various expressions.

Sect Master Han gave him a cold look, and said, “So, should I just stand by and watch Fang Lin die?”

Saying so, Sect Master Han was ready to rush into the plaza.

Suddenly, Fang Lin’s voice came from the dense black mist, “Master, don’t worry. I’m okay.”

Hearing Fang Lin’s voice, Sect Master Han paused and raised his eyebrows, while He Qiannian’s face was one of astonishment.

At this moment, within the black mist that darkened the sky, Fang Lin stood in place surrounded by drifting wicked ghosts, all of which were greedily eyeing him.

Obviously, these wicked ghosts considered him as prey, wanting to devour him.

Fang Lin knew that these wicked ghosts were embodiments of Yin Qi, and they loved to devour the flesh and blood of the living the most. If an ordinary person encountered them, escape would indeed be impossible.

“Oh my god, so many ghastly things… are you trying to scare me to death?” Corpse Ginseng exaggeratedly said, still hiding behind Fang Lin.

Not far away, Chen Wu held the Ghost Head Engravings in his hand, looking slightly mad. However, it was evident that the arm holding the engraving was gradually wilting.

Fang Lin just glanced at Chen Wu and didn’t pay him much attention. He reached into the Nine Palace Bag and pulled out the ancient spear.

“Spear, these ghostly things are for you to deal with,” Fang Lin said to the ancient spear.

As soon as the spear appeared, it released an amazing murderous aura, as if an angry Demon God had appeared.

The wicked ghosts hiding in the black mist, touching the horrifying murderous aura released by the spear, all screamed in pain and were immediately wiped out by the spear’s aura.

Boom!!!!!!!!

The countless wicked ghosts were all wiped out in the blink of a eye, and the black mist was also completely dispelled.

Fang Lin retracted the spear at the moment that the black gas dissipated. Everyone looked over and was shocked to see that he was unharmed.

Especially He Qiannian, his face was full of shock, as if he had seen something completely impossible.

“How is that possible? Given his strength, it should be impossible to drive away the evil spirits released by the Ghost Head Engravings.” He Qiannian repeatedly shook his head. He has always been wary of the forbidden objects suppressed by his sect for generations. Seeing that Fang Lin was unscathed by the black mist and wicked ghosts, and that he had dispelled every last trace of them, this came as an absolute shock to him.

As for Chen Wu, he was even more terrified. He resorted to using the forbidden objects in a desperate attempt to harm his enemy even at his own expense. He never thought that the Ghost Head Engravings would fail to harm Fang Lin.

Conversely, Chen Wu’s own arm had withered up, leaving behind only a shriveled layer of old skin on his skeletal hand.

The use of the Ghost Head Engravings came at a huge price. The flesh and blood in Chen Wu’s arm had been devoured by the engravings.

“Hahaha, you petty trickster, did you think you could deal with me? You should take a good look at yourself before you try!” The black mist dissipated, and Corpse Ginseng began to strut again.

Fang Lin looked at him with annoyance, and directly put him back into the Nine Palace Bag.

Chen Wu stood dazedly, the Ghost Head Engravings dropping from his hand to the ground. He seemed to have lost his mind.

“You lost.” Fang Lin said indifferently.

Chen Wu laughed miserably, looked down at his withered arm, shook his head, and said, “I lost.”

The moment these words were spoken, the entire place fell into absolute silence, and everyone’s gaze fell on Fang Lin.

“Sigh.” He Qiannian sighed, and at this moment he did not have any intention of blaming Chen Wu. He waved his hand to signal two disciples of the Hazy Sect to support Chen Wu and bring him back.

At the same time, He Qiannian reached out and the Ghost Head Engravings flew into his hand. He immediately took out a black stone box and locked the Ghost Head Engravings inside the stone box.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, the fight was too exciting. Both Chen Wu and Fang Lin displayed various methods and countermethods.

The crowd was most surprised by Fang Lin’s strength. It was so unfathomable that even a forbidden object used by Chen Wu, at the cost of an arm, couldn’t harm him.

“Fang Lin, he has defeated three geniuses in a row.” Someone said in a daze.

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