YM778.TV Chapter 794: The Reversal Of Life And Death, Reincarnation
Chapter 794: The Reversal Of Life And Death, Reincarnation
Helian Wei Wei’s prediction was right.
Although Jing Wushuang was injured, his speed did not slow down at all.
He had an intrinsic ability to reform demons.
One could easily tell by looking at the ghost baby who has been following him around for hundreds of years.
“Young Master.” The ghost baby carried the gourd on his back, dark circles could be seen around its eyes. Worried, he looked at Jing Wushuang and said, “Let’s take a break first, we’re almost there anyway.”
Jing Wushuang coughed heavily, his breathing was becoming uneven. Despite that, he still insisted on moving forward with Ni Feng.
He did not utter a word.
His warm face had never looked so desolated before.
The injury on his arm kept bleeding continuously.
However, he looked calm as usual. It was not until they arrived in front of the black coffin and the magical mirror that he finally smiled and spoke, his voice warm and gentle, “Open the gourd, she needs the aura of resentment.”
The ghost baby with dark circles around its eyes nodded its head. It had always obeyed Jing Wushuang. Reaching out its little hands to open the gourd, it then released the aura in a circle around the black coffin.
The resentful incantation was activated, and voided faces surged like white smoke in the magical mirror.
“Go on in.” Jing Wushuang held Ni Feng’s hand and led her over, her face was covered with a veil. The warmth in his eyes was soothing. “Soon, you will truly come alive.”
Ni Feng had awaited this day for too long. Since the moment this man found her, she did not want to be a mere corpse.
Father is gone.
The Ni family, and even the whole Exorcist City, should belong to me!
Almost without any hesitation, Ni Feng closed her eyes and lay down in the black coffin.
Jing Wushuang wore a faint smile on his face. He slashed a blade across his already wounded arm and released a large amount of blood, so to complete the Soul Returning Incantation.
The ghost baby watched him from the side, it did not say anything upon seeing Jing Wushuang’s pale face and lips .
It seemed to be used to it already, used to how the master would do anything silently, just to bring that person back to life.
Bright red blood seeped into the coffin, as though it was being absorbed by something.
Suddenly, the smoky aura in the magical mirror began writhing about before shooting straight to the top of the tomb. carrying immense resentment with it!
Rumble!
A roar that came from deep under the ground shook the Gates of Hell.
Under the Bridge of Helplessness, black water began to boil.
The evil spirits were clearly visible to the eyes, all of them were baring their fangs and showing their claws, trying to break free from their shackles. Their black nails reached for the human world, every one of them was trying to tear apart the seal imprinted on the Divine Mainland!
The reapers were startled as they exchanged glances with each other. The iron chain in their hands which was used to restrain the souls was shattered by the invisible aura of resentment.
In the seventh hell, the Son of the King Of Hell was sucking a pacifier in his mouth with a foul expression, all the while listening to the King of Hell lambasting others around.
Although, before the King of Hell that was as tall as a mountain, the Son of the King of Hell was almost insignificant.
However, the shouts from the son of the King of Hell were truly incredible. “What’s happening? Is someone trying to kidnap me again? I’m very free now, ask them to come quickly!”
“Re... reporting to Young Master, no, it’s not a kidnapping, someone has laid their hands on the magical mirror.” The judge held his tall hat on his head while staggering.
Upon hearing the two words, magical mirror, the King of Hell’s face turned vicious like never before. “Say again? What do you mean by ‘laid their hands on’? Magical mirror? The magical mirror buried in the royal tomb?”
“Yes, it’s...” Before the judge could finish his sentence, the King of Hell left in a sweeping manner!
Only the son of the King Of Hell, who was tied up, was left there.
The Son of the King Of Hell was momentarily stunned, then he said to the judge quickly, “Remove the Mysterious Ice Lock on my hands!”
“No, I can’t!” Although the judge stuttered, he stood firm as a rock.
The Son of the King of Hell narrowed his red eyes. “Say that again! Are you going to remove it or not? ”
“I’ll remove it!” The ruthlessness of the Young Master was much more terrifying compared to the Master, however... “Young Master, where are you going?”
The Son of the King of Hell turned around while preparing his baggage. “Can’t you tell? I’m going to the human world to save the humans.”
“Do you even need to bring the lollipop for Little Hook if you are really going to save the humans?” The judge saw through the son of the King of Hell’s lie with a strong sense of justice. “Young Master, I think the most important thing we need to do right now is to maintain the order of the netherworld, not focusing on love affairs. Moreover, you are still very young...”
The son of the King of Hell carried his baggage on his shoulder and spoke in an extremely cool manner. “Xiao Xu, listen to me, it’s useless to maintain the order of the netherworld at this moment. There are only 24 hours left before the seal is completely broken. The Path of Reincarnation for life and death would be distorted in 24 hours. Unless the Phoenix Girl awakens and reseals the mainland, the evil spirits that are trapped under the eighteen layers of hell will still escape. The world is ending soon, yet you still want me to stay in the netherworld to work overtime, disallowed from reuniting with my Little Hook? Think about it yourself, do you not have any conscience? ”
Upon listening to that, the judge felt that his approach was a little... No, that is not right!
“Young Master, if the Path of Reincarnation for life and death is tampered with, the dead will revive and the living will die, which means Little Hook will not be born!” The judge finally stopped stuttering at this critical moment, he shouted out what he wanted to say!
The Son of the King of Hell stopped in his tracks, his handsome but cruel little face turned around. His demonic red eyes narrowed into a line. “Damn it, how could I forget about this!”
The judge wiped the sweat off his forehead, thinking that he finally managed to keep the Young Master here.
Just then, the judge saw the Young Master threw his baggage over his shoulder and said, “I’ve got to get to the royal tomb to find the Phoenix Girl! She has to figure out a way! ”
“Wait, Young Master, wait...”
Rumble!
There was another violent quake!
The aura of resentment gathered into a shape, forming countless shadows which were sucked into the black coffin one by one.
In the end, they merged with the blood and injected a soul into the corpse that was lying in the black coffin.
Ni Feng’s eyes flew open abruptly, her body twisted around in a disturbing way. After the dust settled, she transformed into the natural softness of a normal human.
Residues of warm blood stained her arm, but it did not bother her. She traced her fingers around her wrists.
It was as if she was feeling the scent from the recent provocation.
That strong yet familiar scent which carried a sentiment of Buddha.
Ni Fieng stuck out her tongue and licked her wrists. With an unusual smile, she looked at the man who was standing beside her. “Wushuang, I’m back,” she said with a hint of warmth in the corners of her mouth.
Her eyes lit up as she finished her sentence, looking as though she smelled something, she softly muttered to herself, “He’s here too, isn’t he?”
The fair complexion of Ni Feng’s face turned slightly red, staring giddily toward the other side of the ancient tomb. Unexpectedly, she let out a soft sigh like a lovestruck maiden.
Jing Wushuang nodded, then he leaned over to pick her up. “The demons and evil spirits are coming. Your body is still weak, let’s return to the Exorcist City first.”
“Alright, anything you say.” Ni Feng closed her eyes gently, but her heart still had a great attachment for someone, and that person was Baili Jia Jue.