Chapter 167
Chapter 167
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 167
>Chapter Title: Intercalary Five Elements
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Chapter 167: Intercalary Five Elements
“You little brat, aren’t you pushing your luck a bit too far? Do you really think that just because you slaughtered a town, you can act all high and mighty?”
The elder from the Body-Worrying Division looked at Li Huowang before him, clear displeasure showing on his face.
His body trembled slightly, and the numerous rusty long nails that had burrowed into him popped out rapidly, flying toward Li Huowang.
But unexpectedly, just as the nails flew halfway, Li Huowang—who was in the middle of slitting his own throat—nimbly dodged them with his extremely agile body.
A bizarre smile crept onto Li Huowang’s gaunt face at that moment. His feet stomped on the Heavenly Book, propelling him with a gust of wind straight toward the five elders.
“Protect the elders!” Flames instantly ignited the bodies of Shou San, Tou Qi, and the other Sitting Oblivion Dao followers.
As they all raised their hands together, the fire on their bodies seemed to spread contagiously, appearing on Li Huowang and setting his red Daoist robes ablaze.
It looked like “Li Huowang” was in dire straits. But the very next second, as “Li Huowang” tilted his head slightly, the tables turned in an instant.
Not only did the fire on “Li Huowang” go out, but the charred bodies of the others amid the flames began to swell unnaturally.
Their blackened skin cracked open like puffed crisps, and fresh, malformed flesh along with spurting blood from the fissures quickly smothered most of the flames on them.
“Li Huowang,” gripping his sword in one hand, swung it down and cleaved two of the increasingly deformed flesh monsters in half. These Sitting Oblivion Dao followers were no match for him at all—he cut through them like chopping vegetables.
“No! That’s not the little brat! He’s been possessed! He’s his half-immortal master, Danyangzi now!”
Once the five Sitting Oblivion Dao elders realized this, they quickly sat cross-legged and began chanting.
“The one who delights fully reaches the utmost elegance, the beginning of the Dao, the perfection of habitual joy, the sustainer of revelry, the pinnacle of happiness. With no attachment to delight, yet delighting in all...”
As this voice rang out, Li Huowang laughed. Not only did his mouth laugh, his eyes laughed too, his fingers laughed, and every organ on his body laughed.
With the laughter, the features on his face began to loosen somewhat.
But the next second, Danyangzi’s countermeasure arrived immediately.
Some ethereal black clouds materialized out of thin air, enveloping Danyangzi and gradually muffling the laughter on his body.
Li Huowang watched Danyangzi in the distance, locked in fierce combat with the “Sitting Oblivion Dao.”
Though his neck ached terribly, his face broke into an even happier smile.
This was exactly what he wanted—to use himself as bait to provoke a mutual slaughter between Danyangzi and Sitting Oblivion Dao. No matter which side died, he would achieve his goal.
“No, this still isn’t enough! It’s not quite there yet!” With that, Li Huowang raised a dagger and plunged it half an inch into the skin of his chest.
Gripping the hilt tightly, Li Huowang gritted his teeth and tremblingly dragged it downward.
Seeing this, the monk hallucination that had always followed Li Huowang gasped in shock and gestured frantically from the side.
“Daoist, don’t do this! We can think of a better way!”
But Li Huowang didn’t think so. He didn’t want Danyangzi to continue wreaking havoc with his body even after death.
With a low roar, Li Huowang yanked downward fiercely. Fresh red blood sprayed from his chest and abdominal cavity, splattering onto the Heavenly Book beneath his feet and making the bamboo slips’ color even more vivid.
The amplified pain, combined with what was nearly an evisceration, nearly made Li Huowang pass out from the agony.
But he didn’t dare faint. If he passed out now and woke up to find his wounds healed and Danyangzi having seized his body, everything he’d done would be for nothing.
Danyangzi was out now—he had no second chance.
With a clanging sound, the blood-soaked dagger dropped to the ground. Swaying unsteadily, Li Huowang raised his hand and thrust it into his own wound.
“Aaahhh!!” Screaming at the top of his lungs, he dropped to one knee. The veins bulging on the back of his hand hooked the edge of the wound and yanked hard, exposing everything inside his body to the cold air.
“Wood liver!”
Red tendrils rustled out from the Heavenly Book and burrowed into it, restoring vitality to the bloodless liver.
More tendrils extended from it, snaking along Li Huowang’s knee and burrowing deeper and deeper.
“Metal lung!”
The tendrils on the Heavenly Book grew thicker and thicker.
“Earth spleen!!”
Thunder rumbled from outside the cave, and some kind of aura spread within. Everything around Li Huowang began to distort.
Everyone present turned into horrifying flesh monsters in Li Huowang’s eyes, and the Heavenly Book on the ground became a row of wriggling worms linked end to end.
“Water kidney!!” At that moment, the surrounding Sitting Oblivion Dao followers tried to rush up and stop him, but as they approached, all the Heavenly Books on their bodies flew off and swarmed around Li Huowang, paving over him.
The now-empty Li Huowang laughed even more joyfully.
It hurt—so much it hurt—but he was truly happy because he was about to die. Once he died, he’d never feel pain again, and Danyangzi wouldn’t be able to control his body.
He took a deep breath, and that voice filled with grief and fury sprayed out from his mouth along with the blood.
“And finally, the fire heart!!”
At this moment, the Heavenly Book, now possessing the five viscera, came alive—it lived again.
After Li Huowang offered his most crucial organs completely to Ba Hui,
His body was little more than an empty shell. As his pupils dilated, he toppled toward the ground.
Yet this wasn’t entirely over. This wasn’t the Cang Qiang ascension ritual to summon Ba Hui, but another ceremony recorded in the Heavenly Book: Intercalary Five Elements.
At this moment, having completed Li Huowang’s “sacrifice,” the flesh forming the Heavenly Book on the ground writhed and swiftly gathered, burrowing into his hollow body.
Before long, Li Huowang’s body—which had resembled a ruptured sack—was refilled, even overflowing.
The wriggling worms burrowed wildly inside him, leaving no empty space untouched.
Li Huowang staggered to his feet, sword in hand once more, and looked down at the worms squirming within his gaping cavity.
He could feel these sea-intestine-like worms inside him.
The sensation was utterly bizarre. He felt as though the worms had become part of him; he could even sense the strange power contained within them.
He could no longer tell whether those things were worms or part of himself.
More importantly, Li Huowang felt no pain at all anymore—not the slightest bit.
(End of chapter)