Hungry Ghost Scene

"Innate Qi can mobilize psionic energy, absorb vital energy, and unleash the power of the Dragon Elephant."

"Ultimately, Innate Qi is still the body's muscles and tendons. A Martial Artist will still get injured by bullets, and can die instantly if hit in a vital spot."

"But compared to an ordinary person's body, your Innate Qi has been refined and forged, like steel wires, coiling and tightening. When released, it possesses the power to turn stones into sand, and its strength is like rubber mixed with steel wire."

Lan Yi's words echoed in Geng Liangchen's mind.

Geng Liangchen had just broken through to Spirit Cultivation. When he subconsciously looked at Lan Yi with his mind's eye, he saw a raging sea of lightning. Lan Yi, who appeared human, was filled with power capable of burning and destroying carbon-based life. This astonishing power was firmly bound to him, not leaking out at all.

It was from that moment on.

Geng Liangchen developed a loyalty and admiration for Lan Yi that far surpassed anyone else's.

"Pistol bullets can be resisted, but rifle bullets must be avoided in vital areas. Heavy machine guns and artillery, even with rubber mixed with steel wire, will be shot through and smashed."

"Without Daoist Arts, Martial Artists will be at a disadvantage against technological weapons relying solely on their muscles."

"Therefore, the mind becomes the Martial Artist's reliance."

As the heavy machine gun set up to block the street began scanning and suppressing, Geng Liangchen, hidden in the shadows, could judge the trajectory of the muzzle flashes from the spitting gun. The air rippled like water as each bullet passed through.

The rhythmic burst of the heavy machine gun sounded.

The Martial Artists, who had been charging fiercely like tigers descending a mountain, were immediately suppressed. Their bodies, which had seemed impervious to blades and spears, were instantly torn by the heavy machine gun bullets, spurting blood! Two unfortunate Martial Artists were hit directly in the eyes and died twitching on the ground!

Shock!

It wasn't just these Martial Artists who were shocked; the Dongyang soldiers were also shocked, and the foreign observer delegations were even more astonished.

The flesh and blood torn by the heavy machine gun were not just spurting blood, but were being directly smashed and broken. Yet, the bodies of these Martial Masters...

"Are these Martial Masters' skin made of Tekkai?" Kashu Ryuji's scalp tingled.

Immediately, he felt excited!

Such a method to enhance the physique!

If it were used on the Imperial soldiers, wouldn't they be invincible on the battlefield from now on, sweeping through thousands of armies? The great dream of Hakko Ichiu, Seven Lives for the Country, and Eastern Co-Prosperity, surpassing the White Beasts, would surely be realized in his lifetime!

The Martial Artists suppressed by the heavy machine gun attempted to retaliate.

Clearly, with sandbag cover, a stable firing line, and a machine gun emplacement supported by a large number of soldiers firing in shifts, it wasn't something a dozen Martial Artists could solve by throwing stones.

The Dongyang soldiers were not the incompetent remnants of the old imperial army.

They could withstand artillery fire, endure bloody deaths without collapsing, and under the supervision of military discipline and fear, they gritted their teeth and desperately pulled the trigger to fire back. This quality of persisting in returning fire while defying the instinct for self-preservation was something only excellent professional soldiers possessed; even among foreign soldiers, few had this caliber.

The charge of the Martial Artists was halted.

In the collapsed and ruined street, both sides reached a stalemate for the moment.

These Martial Artists, who had just been empowered by Lan Yi and gained extraordinary strength, were no match for professional soldiers. Immersed in the pride of gaining great power and subservient to the mysterious might of Immortal Master Lan Yi, they were fine fighting with the wind at their backs. But to endure death, to witness their comrades die before their eyes, most of them could not do so now.

Boom!!!!

The roar of artillery sounded.

A pillar of fire and dust instantly erupted, engulfing several Martial Artists who were hurling hidden weapons within a small building!

The ground of the entire district vibrated violently.

As the smoke and dust cleared slightly, a three-story building was leveled, along with several Martial Artists. The Martial Artists, who already had fear in their eyes, lost their previous fanatical arrogance, recalling the terror of foreign cannons. They watched as the stalemate line was about to collapse!

"Hmph, artillery, is it."

At this moment, Geng Liangchen's voice, like a low growl, suddenly reached everyone's ears.

At the machine gun positions of the Dongyang army, and the two artillery positions slightly behind them, soldiers who were cooperating, loading ammunition, and calibrating firing units all shivered inexplicably!

The next moment.

The Dongyang soldiers, enveloped by an inexplicable chill and malice, let out piercing, tragic screams! To outsiders, it seemed as if nothing was happening, but they screamed and wailed as if they had seen ghosts, as if they were being devoured by countless specters over and over again!

Fear! Uncontrollable fear spread!

The Dongyang soldiers, attacked in their minds, had each killed people, and had committed blood debts on this land.

At this moment, only they themselves could see.

The dead people they had cruelly killed, whether for amusement or by military order, were slowly crawling out from their blind spots, gnawing at their flesh and blood with rotten, yellowed, cruel teeth. The horror of being eaten alive was truly terrifying!

This was Geng Liangchen's Spirit Cultivation technique.

[Hungry Ghost Scene]

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness all belong to the power of the mind. Above these, emotions like hatred, killing intent, grievance, regret, and guilt are mind powers that have been sublimated on the basis of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

As the lowest rung of society.

Before Geng Liangchen became a coachman in Jinmen, he was a refugee during a famine. He was very young then, only six or seven years old.

In a year of great famine, people ate each other.

He personally witnessed people, driven by extreme hunger, begin to eat humans, eat themselves, and eat others. He was almost eaten. At that time, he had his flesh bitten several times, and finally, he desperately escaped from the mouths of the Hungry Ghosts.

Geng Liangchen was afraid! He was terribly afraid!

This fear, ingrained in his bones since childhood and twisting his personality, led Geng Liangchen from being a coachman to becoming a Martial Master, and because of this imperceptible extreme emotion, he naturally progressed from perfecting Qi Cultivation to Spirit Cultivation.

Now…

Geng Liangchen was no longer afraid.

Because he had compressed all his fear, then injected it into the minds of everyone within his perception, letting them experience the [Hungry Ghost Scene] – the inability to distinguish reality from illusion, being eaten alive!

Within a radius of several hundred meters.

As Geng Liangchen willed it, everyone could suffer the gnawing of the [Hungry Ghost Scene].

Imagine this.

On the battlefield, your comrade, who was holding a rifle or cannon just a moment ago, suddenly goes berserk and starts firing and shelling indiscriminately. For an army in the era of firearms, this is akin to a nightmare.

Dongyang's crucial street-corner machine gun emplacements and artillery positions began firing without discrimination.

They were originally within the protective formations of the infantry.

Now, the situation had become truly chaotic.

Kashu Ryuji, who was drawing his sword and directing the frontal assault, watched in despair as the frenzied machine gunners held down their triggers. A stream of fire from the belt of bullets suddenly swept across his direction, slicing through the air!

It turned out that a heavy machine gun sweeping across at waist height.

Could indeed tear a person in half while they were still alive.