Chapter 65: Xue Zhuo in the Mortal Realm, Nine Tails Part the Heavens!

Urn shelves swayed in the yin wind amidst the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves. The malevolent yin energy accumulated beneath Bridge No. 3 Crematorium over many years surged from the ground.

"You dare act so brazenly in front of me?"

A smile played at the corners of my lips—an expression I rarely showed.

Arrogant and untamed, it looked down on all living things, as if trampling creation beneath my feet.

My outstretched palm turned over. The Great Dao is extremely simple; this seemingly ordinary movement aligned perfectly with heavenly principles.

"Turning hands to clouds and turning hands to rain!" The blood flowing from my wrist stained my palm. As my hand turned downward, the yin wind inside the crematorium abruptly solidified, and the feng shui grand formation seemed to be forcibly reversed.

"Scram!" Words spoken and law follows; the yin souls dispersed.

Only nine ghostly silhouettes remained in the massive mourning hall. Some had died only recently, their yin souls still attached to their flesh.

"You dare fight me when the ten evils are missing one?" Stepping into the hall, I saw a massive Double-Faced Buddha Statue carved in relief on the opposite wall.

One face, kind and benevolent, looked toward the yin souls, while the other, ferocious and roaring, glared down at me.

"Oh? How interesting."

The sound of sutra chanting echoed through the mourning hall. Amidst a hundred ghosts weeping for the dead, an expressionless woman was carried out by the yin souls and placed in the center of the nine evils.

"Ten evils, ten forms. You really are a ruthless Buddha!"

With the ten evils entering the array, the feng shui layout of Bridge No. 3 Crematorium began operating once more. They were waiting for the moment just before dawn, because that would be when the yin energy was heaviest in the entire night.

Possessed through inviting spirits, I now revealed a trace of solemnity. Through my Pre-Heaven Stage perception, I already knew that a terrifying entity was sealed in the earth beneath my feet—an existence of a caliber far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"I'd like to see you try to crawl out of the ground right in front of me."

The ten evils merged into one within the hall. Like a massive vortex, the yin energy swept all the wandering ghosts and wild spirits inside. In the night sky, a thick black cloud rose out of nowhere, echoing endlessly with weeping and laughter.

"Quite the grand display, but to break the seal and emerge, you haven't asked for your ancestor's opinion yet!" Cackling bizarrely, I dug my fingers into the flesh of my own chest. They sank a centimeter or two deep, and blood gushed out like a spring. Using my hand as a carving knife, I etched bloody streaks into my own flesh.

Dawn was approaching, and the fierce entity beneath the crematorium had long since lost its patience. Beastly roars echoed from within the yin energy vortex, and half of a livid-black finger emerged from its massive center.

It was only half a finger, yet its sheer pressure kept me from lifting my head. Even so, my hands frantically painted across my own flesh in a display of sheer self-mutilation.

With blood as the pigment and flesh as the canvas, the outline of the drawn entity gradually became clear. It was a Nine-Tailed Blood Fox!

"He's gone mad! Mad! This old monster is using the Streamer's yang lifespan to paint! Every single stroke consumes his vital essence!" Half-Immortal Liu roared hoarsely in the livestream channel, but there was nothing he could do. Just like everyone else in the livestream, he could only watch from the sidelines.

For every inch the finger in the yin energy vortex extended outward, the oppressive pressure multiplied tenfold. Unable to stand steady, I dropped to one knee, but the tattoo carved out by my hands was nearing completion.

"Too brutal." Half-Immortal Liu watched the two monsters on the screen, ripples forming in the Dao heart he had kept placid for years. "One is a peerless fierce entity, possessing monstrous might despite revealing only a single finger. The other sent a splinter of his soul from thousands of miles away to possess a body, refusing to yield a single inch. He uses a living person as paper, flesh and blood as a brush, and yang lifespan to draw talismans!"

He was left speechless for a long time. The Land of Huaxia was vast and boundless; there truly were far too many eccentric masters and fierce warriors.

Inside the mourning hall, I was still locked in a confrontation with the fierce entity. Just as its finger fully emerged, my Blood Talisman was also completely drawn. Momentum had peaked, and we were right on the verge of a life-and-death clash.

The door to the ash repository was pushed open. A little girl, her eyes red from crying, walked out clutching an urn tightly in her arms.

"What is that?"

A photograph of a woman was affixed to the urn. Wearing a yellow skirt, she smiled brilliantly and warmly.

"Mom!"

Yi Yi cried out toward the hundred ghosts, her despairing voice echoing through the mourning hall.

The truth I had been hiding all along had been discovered by Yi Yi herself. Only now did she realize that her mother had passed away from illness two weeks ago. The people who took her mother away hadn't come from her company, but from the crematorium.

"Actually, I knew. But I was just so afraid that if I accepted the answer, I would never receive a call from you again. So, I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. You definitely haven't left yet, right?"

Every single teardrop on her stubborn face carried her sense of grievance. She didn't want to cry, but even as she clenched her teeth, the tears flowed uncontrollably.

Death is like the snuffing of a lamp, separating the living and the dead. She refused to believe reality, preferring to guard the telephone every night, waiting for that call that could stop coming at any moment.

"How I wish I could say just one more thing to you. Just one sentence, okay?"

With Yi Yi's sudden appearance, the rotation of the massive yin energy vortex noticeably slowed. It was as if something inside was desperately struggling.

"This child's mother actually retained memories from when she was alive?" Half-Immortal Liu had been watching the situation in the field the entire time. Wandering ghosts and wild spirits lingered in the mortal realm, and as long as they hadn't crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, they would be influenced by their living memories to some extent. However, a reaction this intense was extremely rare.

The Ten Evils Grand Formation could not function while missing a single part. Because Yi Yi's mother was struggling, the fierce entity failed to break free. Seeing that dawn was about to break, it decisively channeled its yin energy and pressed the finger extending from the seal toward Yi Yi.

It wanted to kill this variable that had ruined its plans. A beastly roar resounded as the wind and clouds shifted. The might of that single finger was utterly terrifying.

"It seems you are fated to never break free tonight." Possessed by an evil spirit, I laughed wildly. My entire body was dyed red with my own blood, but I didn't mind in the slightest. Instead, I thoroughly enjoyed walking over to stand in front of Yi Yi. My hands drew talismans in mid-air, the blood lingering without dispersing.

The fierce entity's finger descended like Mount Tai bearing down. Only when the imminent disaster was right upon us did I form a hand seal. Wearing a deranged smile, I ripped off my shirt, fully revealing the Nine-Tailed Blood Fox tattoo.

"This technique has likely gathered dust for ten years."

Blood flowed from my seven orifices, making me look even more terrifying than a malicious ghost. "Ten years ago, I asked you: if the world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, belittles me, degrades me, hates me, and deceives me, how should I deal with it?"

"You told me to just tolerate them, yield to them, avoid them, let them be, endure them, respect them, and ignore them—and then look at them again in ten years."

"And the result? My clan was destroyed, my lineage completely severed!"

"In this life, a splinter of my soul managed to luckily break free! Whether Buddhas, demons, ghosts, or Daos block my path, I will slaughter you all!"

I didn't even know what kind of sacred being I had invited. Its murderous nature was overwhelmingly heavy. It didn't care about my life or death at all; its sole purpose was to kill.

As the fierce entity's finger pressed down, the body he controlled surged forward to meet it head-on, not retreating a single step!

My hands fluttered like butterflies, forming hand seal after hand seal.

The blood on my body drifted backward, faintly transforming into nine blood-colored fox tails that stretched into the sky, forcefully blocking the fierce entity's finger.

The sky had already begun to lighten. The fierce entity flew into a humiliated rage. It didn't know how many years it had waited for this moment; how could it be willing to let someone ruin it now?

Its yin energy intensified as it fought with everything it had. Its second finger was about to extend.

The might of a single finger was already difficult to resist, let alone two.

"Though you and I have no grudges or enmity, since you ran into me, you are fated to never break free!"

My possessed self made an even crazier move, digging out a few drops of heart's blood with one hand and smearing them onto my glabella.

"Xue Zhuo of the Mortal Realm, Nine Tails Part the Heavens!"

The initially illusory fox tails solidified, propping open the yin energy vortex like a brute prying apart a crocodile's jaws.

"Open!"

The life-and-death struggle lasted for five or six minutes. Right when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the night, the fierce entity roared at the heavens in fury. The billowing malevolent yin energy shattered explosively, sinking back into the earth.

With bloodshot eyes, I let out a maniacal laugh, only to pitch forward and collapse under the rays of the rising sun.

As my consciousness returned, pain and exhaustion seized every nerve in my body. I only had time to grab my dropped phone before fainting once more.

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Sunlight dispelled the yin energy of Bridge No. 3 Crematorium. The ten evils retreated and the hundred ghosts dissipated, leaving only a little girl behind.

It was as if she were being held in someone's embrace. Her eyes stared at the empty hall in front of her as she muttered under her breath.

"Mom..."

The morning breeze blew past. The girl reached out to hold onto it, but she only touched a ray of sunlight from outside the window.