Chapter 89 - 86: One Demon, One God

Chapter 89: Chapter 86: One Demon, One God

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In the Great Western Sea, the black-haired centipede carrying the red-robed youth had already distanced itself from the Sea Train.

The red-robed youth’s brows were tightly furrowed as he thought nonstop.

The woman with her hair in a bun asked:

"Master Xie, what are you thinking about? We’ve already escaped. We’re safe now."

The red-robed youth said:

"I’m thinking about that last shout of his. What did it mean?"

Hearing this, the woman with the bun shivered instinctively.

That man was too strong. He could fight that octopus monster and hold his own!

’How stupid of us to even think of robbing his Antique Shop Zero!’

As for that last dragon’s roar, she hadn’t clearly heard what was shouted. She only remembered fleeing for her life.

The woman with the bun thought carefully.

"Right, he shouted two words: ’Want to laugh.’"

The red-robed youth shook his head.

"It was ’Yang Xiao’."

The woman with the bun raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

"Who’s Yang Xiao?"

Suddenly, the surface of the water stirred!

SPLASH!

The water’s surface erupted not far away.

A behemoth leaped out of the sea!

WHOOSH—

It was a whale—a massive whale!

Shockingly, there was a person standing on the whale’s back.

The person seemed to be holding reins, tightly binding and controlling the whale like a knight riding a horse.

Looking closely, they weren’t black reins at all, but two slender, pitch-black Ghost Hands!

"Hee hee hee! Yang Xiao? Was someone calling for Yang Xiao?!"

The strange man cackled.

The whale crashed back into the water, sending up a huge spray of waves.

Just before the whale hit the water, Yang Xiao coolly released the ’reins,’ performed a stylish mid-air flip, and landed on the surface of the water.

"I am... GLUG GLUG GLUG..."

Yang Xiao’s body sank.

He couldn’t swim.

After a moment, he struggled back to the surface.

"Yang... GLUG GLUG GLUG..."

He sank again.

Finally, he resurfaced, crossing his arms with an air of profound mystery.

"Yang Xiao!"

Yang Xiao’s body gradually rose from the sea.

First his abdomen appeared, then his legs, and then... the head of another masked person.

That’s right. He was riding on the neck of a Cleaner Fish to keep from sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The woman with the bun stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Is... is this guy an idiot?"

The red-robed youth’s brows knitted together.

"Be careful. This man... is not simple."

He didn’t mistake Yang Xiao’s bizarre antics for a sign of weakness in the slightest.

Ever since Yang Xiao had appeared, the Grand Zen Master’s Prayer Beads in his hand had been trembling nonstop.

The Grand Zen Master’s Prayer Beads only reacted this way when encountering someone who had killed countless people and was haunted by vengeful souls.

So far, he had only met two people who could make the Grand Zen Master’s Prayer Beads tremble incessantly.

One was his elder brother. The other was the man right before his eyes.

The woman with the bun never questioned the red-robed youth’s words and immediately launched an attack.

The black-haired centipede adjusted its body, its dense rows of legs rapidly scurrying across the sea’s surface as it charged toward Yang Xiao.

The red-robed youth, held by the woman, didn’t dare hold back either.

Golden light streamed from the Grand Zen Master’s Prayer Beads. Runes, Swastikas, and Mantras continuously materialized and shot toward Yang Xiao.

A smile slowly curled Yang Xiao’s lips, revealing deathly white teeth and an ice-cold glint in his eyes.

"Get them!"

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Dozens of splashes erupted on the water’s surface as one Cleaner Fish after another burst out.

The red-robed youth’s pupils contracted abruptly.

’The aura of these things is very similar to those train conductors, yet also more extreme.’

’The conductors are Returning Ruins Living Souls, so these things... could they be Other Shore Corpse Ghosts?!’

’Wasn’t it said that only the legendary Tyrant could command both Living Souls and Corpse Ghosts?’

’How did that antique shop owner manage it?’

He had no time to ponder further. The Cleaner Fish had already attacked, like a pack of starving wolves.

The hunt had begun, and this was the hunting ground!

...

Aboard the Sea Train.

Jiang Chaosheng’s aura was beginning to grow erratic.

Wild Taboo Items were all extremely difficult to contain.

The people who used Taboo Items weren’t frightening; the original power of the Taboo Items themselves was what was truly terrifying.

You could compare it to the Tailed Beast Jinchuriki from Naruto.

In the early stages, the power of a Tailed Beast Jinchuriki was far from comparable to the power of the Tailed Beast in its prime.

Containing the Sea Coachman, designated 4-01, was proving immensely difficult.

Jiang Chaosheng shook his head and chuckled softly.

"It would be so much better if every wild Taboo Item were as well-behaved as Daji."

ROAR!

The Sea Coachman showed no signs of exhaustion whatsoever.

Being beaten black and blue had only spurred its ferocity.

It let out a series of defiant roars at Jiang Chaosheng.

Jiang Chaosheng sighed.

"I can’t keep messing around with you like this."

Jiang Chaosheng was undying and unkillable. Although his combat power was starting to decline, he could still fight the Sea Coachman for another full day.

However, he couldn’t afford to drag it out.

If the Sea Coachman discovered his weakness, he would be truly doomed.

What was his weakness?

The rain.

The moment the rain stopped, something extremely terrible would happen to Jiang Chaosheng due to the outbreak of his curse.

Besides...

With so many people missing from the train station, the authorities must have already launched a large-scale search.

If a large contingent from the Anomaly Administration Bureau were to show up in the heat of battle, things would get ugly.

Jiang Chaosheng knew that the new team leader of the Dusk Investigation Team in the South Sea was no ordinary character.

At that moment, several enormous tentacles tore through the air, hanging above Jiang Chaosheng’s head before smashing down heavily!

Jiang Chaosheng stared at the incoming giant tentacles and, his voice laced with the sound of a dragon’s roar, said gravely:

"Daji!"

A soft white light emerged from Jiang Chaosheng’s chest.

The Nine-tailed Fox Demon Core floated out, like a gentle star.

The fluorescent light transformed into a peerless beauty.

The beauty waved her hand elegantly, and several Talismans shot out from her wide sleeves.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of explosions thundered through the air!

One of the Sea Coachman’s tentacles was actually blown clean off!

The massive tentacle was blasted into a shower of flesh and blood, which fell into the sea and stained it crimson.

The beauty glanced back, her charm utterly enchanting.

"Husband, since we’ve been reunited, this is the first time you’ve called for me on your own initiative~"

Jiang Chaosheng’s expression didn’t change as he pointed at the Sea Coachman.

"Take care of it."

Daji looked at the Sea Coachman, a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

’I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before... but where?’

Jiang Chaosheng’s eyes narrowed.

’I’m really afraid Daji might suddenly go crazy right now.’

Fortunately, Daji shook her head.

"No matter who you are, provoking my husband is a crime punishable by death."

As soon as she finished speaking, Daji shot toward the Sea Coachman!

Streams of profound, mystical yellow Talismans drifted from her body.

Daji’s face began to change.

Several demonic markings appeared on her face, and her ears transformed into white fox ears.

Behind her, a seven-colored mist swirled, exquisite and beautiful, like Immortal Energy.

The Immortal Energy slowly formed into nine illusory white fox tails.

The Sea Coachman shrieked, its thousand octopus tentacles flailing wildly.

Daji’s gaze was cold and clear as she bombarded the Sea Coachman with streams of Talismans and various forms of Magic.

Jiang Chaosheng murmured:

’This must be Daji’s full-power form, right? It seems the Sea Coachman is putting a lot of pressure on her.’

Jiang Chaosheng looked to the sky and flew up into the clouds, braving the torrential rain.

The resentful Soul Body of the Jing River Dragon King was being struck by lightning.

It let out wave after wave of furious dragon roars.

The Jing River Dragon King sensed someone’s approach and fixed its venomous dragon eyes on Jiang Chaosheng.

"Give me back my son’s life! Give me back my son’s life!"

Jiang Chaosheng frowned.

"It’s me."

The Jing River Dragon King couldn’t hear a thing, only letting out piercing roars of rage at Jiang Chaosheng.

It was acting just like a vicious, chained dog, snapping at anyone it saw.

Jiang Chaosheng fumbled in his pocket and murmured:

’Good thing I brought enough Taboo Items this time.’

He took out a bowl.

Inside the bowl was a small, dying snake.

Designation 3-38, the Healing Bowl.

Legend says the Goya Goddess was the daughter of Asclepius, the God of Medicine.

She was the personification of purification and healing.

In religious murals depicting her, she is usually portrayed holding a bowl with a snake in it.

Jiang Chaosheng tossed the Bowl of the Goya Goddess toward the Thunder Chain binding the Old Dragon King.

Inside the bowl, the dying snake forced itself to rally and shot its body out from the rim.

The little snake, like a key, easily unlocked the Thunder Chain, spitting a white light that shot onto the Old Dragon King.

Immediately after, the little snake crawled back into the bowl, which returned to Jiang Chaosheng’s hand.

Jiang Chaosheng glanced down at the bowl.

The little snake’s aura was even fainter now.

The Thunder Chain was broken.

The Old Dragon King also regained his senses and looked around in a daze.

It looked down below the dark clouds, let out a clear dragon cry, and prepared to charge down to fight.

This Old Dragon King must be a Capricorn.

He showed no joy at having survived a disaster, only a meticulous passion for his work.

Suddenly, its dragon eyes narrowed.

"This monster... is not of the Sea Race.

It doesn’t belong to any ocean in the Human World.

This form... I feel like I’ve seen it before, but where...?"

The Jing River Dragon King adopted a thinking posture, its gaze gradually becoming hazy.

The corner of Jiang Chaosheng’s eye twitched.

’Why do all these ancient mythological figures have this problem?’

’They start reminiscing and are on the verge of going crazy?’

Jiang Chaosheng interrupted its train of thought.

"Go down and help."

As for Jiang Chaosheng himself, he planned to return to the train and find a way to contain the Sea Coachman.