CHAPTER 453: CHAPTER 447 DIRECT PUSH TO THE SECOND MANSION GATE

It was just that simple. If one could suppress the Yin General, it was as if they had gained an official position and could cultivate the Magic. If they couldn’t suppress the Yin General, their Divine Soul would scatter, and all their abilities would dissipate into nothingness.

Hu Ma’s Cultivation method lacked the caution of an ordinary Shousui man. Instead of employing the Qi Eating Skill or nourishing the Divine Soul while taking secret medicine to cultivate the body and refine the acupoints, he simply directly consumed Qi forcefully and suppressed it with his official position.

At present, he squinted his eyes, forcibly accepted a bow from the person across the forest, and the General Order gripped in his Divine Soul’s hand was not only unbroken but held even tighter. Then, with a sharp shout, an endless wind of Yin rose around him, swirling violently.

The Yin General, who had shown a bit of resistance, suddenly lost all will to resist. Its knees buckled heavily, kneeling completely. As it was the Yin General, its kneeling caused even the vindictive souls following it to kneel solidly.

It seemed they were not kneeling to the General Order, but instead to Hu Ma, or perhaps, the Great Mighty Heaven Master General.

Simultaneously, as they all knelt, the Yin General’s surging murderous aura spread once more, tightly entwining these vindictive souls, making their bodies increasingly solid, as though they had returned from the underworld, fully entering the mortal realm.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The sound of breaking iron chains followed. These were the chains originally bound to them, an attempt to pull them back to the underworld. However, now all the chains snapped.

Having been enlisted by the Yin General, they no longer needed to return to the underworld; their names were erased from the records of life and death.

Now they all had to follow this Demon Corpse, or rather, the Yin General, becoming its ghost soldiers. Their past blessings and debts were wiped clean, awaiting the time when they were dispelled and could return to settle accounts at the Ghost Gate.

"PHEW!"

Hu Ma finally let out a long breath at this moment, sensing an incredibly strange feeling arise within himself.

Above his head, his soul light condensed, faintly taking the form of a giant fierce deity. The base was still himself, but now it stood three meters tall, with a blue face and fangs, hair like a black dragon, growing wildly. Its strange eyes gazed coldly in all directions, exuding intense hostility.

Soul qi surged around, as though the world revolved around him. Receiving the bows of the Yin General and ghost soldiers only felt natural. Despite being bombarded by endless soul qi, he remained unfazed; instead, his Magic body grew taller.

It was done!

Upon withstanding this bow, he realized that the shortcut he intended to take was now clear, even more successful than he had imagined, and it had taken him farther than anticipated.

This shortcut was divided into three steps. Initially, he only wished to take a small step, using the Yin General to assist in Condensing his Magic body, saving some effort. But Monkey Wine guided him, and he decided to take a large, concrete step.

He hadn’t expected that Young Master Meng would so generously offer him a bow.

And that bow added more weight to him. It was akin to initially wanting to consume two taels of soul qi, then being advised by Monkey Wine to consume one pound, only for Young Master Meng’s bow to forcefully stuff ten pounds into him.

Of course, the risk of being overwhelmed was significant, but Hu Ma managed to withstand this bow and also consumed the ten pounds.

In that instant, he directly condensed his Magic body and opened the second Mansion Gate, forming an immense presence, standing and pointing to the heavens. He even resonated with the profound arrogance contained in the Great Mighty Sky General Seal, faintly hearing the words of the Great Virtuous Master in his ears.

One hand pointed to the sky, denouncing the heavens for their injustice; the other hand pointed at humans, lamenting their lack of ambition, questioning the ghostly gods with irresistible momentum...

...Huh, no wonder the previous Reincarnator was quite the idealistic youth!

But that didn’t matter now. The Magic body was complete. Hu Ma sensed it internally. Exhaling a long breath, he gently lowered his foot onto the Yin General’s forehead, pressing the fierce, roaring Demon Corpse’s head down into the muddy blood until it dared not resist any further.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the forest, the Meng family members still wore smiles, holding three incense and posing to bow. But they suddenly looked up to see all the incense burned to the base.

Beside them, the servant ghost counting Copper Coins suddenly had its chains shatter, and a sheet of paper fell from it, burning into ashes before hitting the ground, disappearing instantly.

Young Master Meng’s complexion suddenly changed with shock. He raised his head abruptly to lock eyes from a distance with Hu Ma at the edge of Shima Town in the woods.

"Oh no..."

In Shima Town, Old Master Sun, who had been listening to the commotion outside with the Earth Listening Technique, showed a ghostly expression. He suddenly pulled away from the wall, blinking forcefully.

"Quick, what happened outside? Why did it become silent all of a sudden?"

"What exactly did you hear?"

"..."

"I..."

Old Master Sun was also dazed. "Are you sure the One Coin Sect’s foundations are really in this town?"

"I just heard the sound of a military formation charging, and then... it seemed like a deity standing, very heavy, extremely heavy..."

"..."

"What’s he talking about?"

The people around, concerned about the situation outside, were left bewildered by his words and scrambled to ask. But Old Master Sun suddenly regained his senses, staring intently at Altar Master Tang, and said, "Old Tang, from now on, we shouldn’t show off too much in the One Coin Sect..."

"There, in this town, there’s probably not only us and that Young Brother Hu but also another Shousui man. Moreover, his skills far surpass ours. I’m afraid, I’m afraid that... he’s a rare great Shousui..."

"..."

"Great Shousui?"

Upon hearing this, Altar Master Tang was taken aback. Both he and Old Master Sun had cultivated Magic bodies. To view another as a great Shousui—what kind of ability did that require?

SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK!

As Hu Ma, having also cultivated his Magic body overnight, stepped on the Yin General, he was suddenly aware of something within his body, something that seemed anxious to break free.

It was the strange entity sealed in his left arm. It appeared to be frightened now, roaming within Hu Ma’s left arm, as if even the imprint left by the Big Red Robe could barely contain it.

Heh heh, is it truly becoming more fearful as my Magic body completes?

Hu Ma sneered, suddenly bending down to break off a finger with a sharp nail from the kneeling Yin General and swiftly stabbed it into his left arm, nailing the struggling entity to the bone.

It naturally cannot escape. Once I settle down, the first thing I intend to do is eradicate it and then interrogate its origins.

After momentarily subduing it, Hu Ma then focused his gaze outside the town, his eyes narrowing.

The Magic body is complete, the Yin General reclaimed, but the trouble remains!

"Not good!"

Similarly, at the moment Hu Ma completed his Magic body, in the ancestral hall of the village, the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer’s face changed drastically. He shouted sternly, "That demon’s ferocious Dharma Form has been cultivated! Quickly, fetch me my great sword!"

His voice now carried uncontainable anger and a sense of absurdity. What the hell was this? He was a Shousui Grand Hall Officer, entrusted with eliminating the demonic and vicious skills of the Shousui Path, yet now, such an evil skill had been cultivated right under his nose?

If word got back to the Yangming Zhou Family, wouldn’t this incident become a joke?

Amidst the absurdity, he also began to resent Young Master Meng. He said nothing aloud, but his gaze could not conceal it:

Is this your confidence? Is this the ability of the Meng family? You bungled it!

...

Noticing his anger, seven or eight small servants beside him were frightened, crying "HEAVE HO! HEAVE HO!" as they lined up in two rows, carrying a massive sword, and scurrying over.

"Dare to deceive me?"

Just as the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer was about to snatch the sword and head straight for Shima Town, Young Master Meng’s sinister shout rang out beside him. His fury surpassed that of the Grand Hall Officer as he spoke coldly,

"The one who stole the General Order wasn’t relying on it for Cultivation but had other plans. I want to see who you are to dare borrow the strength of my bow to cultivate your evil skill!"

"The Meng family’s courtesy—I want to see who dares accept it?"

"..."

While speaking, he bit his finger, smearing the flowing blood over his eyes. He glared towards Shima Town, wanting to clearly see who dared overshadow him and what Method they had used to endure this bow.

His vision was as if covered in a blood-red glow. He quickly scanned Shima Town and clearly saw the figure beside the town, stepping on the Yin General’s head.

But strangely, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t clearly see the other’s face, or even their figure; it remained vague and indistinct in his vision, as if his eyes were blurred by smoke.

Even the Method the other person used to accept his bow, he couldn’t discern the slightest clue; it seemed as if the other person had simply stood there, doing nothing, yet had accepted his bow.

This made him even angrier. Bowing to someone unknown, and having that bow accepted—if word of this spread, wouldn’t he become a laughingstock? Moreover, for the Meng family’s Path, who knew what unseen consequences this might have?

He could even feel that the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer looked at him with a hint of mockery in his expression.

Even he had to admit that, with this outcome, his actions seemed ridiculous. It shouldn’t have been this way; he had chosen this Method precisely because it was supposed to be very safe and secure. Yet, because the other person had accepted the bow, he had become a joke.

But amid his growing fury, the Maid beside him noticed the young master’s anger and lowered her head, not daring to look at him. The servant ghost with chains, however, suddenly couldn’t sit still.

It jumped up, spewing curses and slapping its hands, spilling Copper Coins all over the ground.