Martial Uncle's Ultimate Skill

It snarled and bared its teeth at me as I looked over, and I felt my temper flare.

With a shout of "Ah!" I ran over and stomped its head to pieces.

Just like that, I ran, leaving talismans on the ground as I went.

Once I got far enough away, I triggered the talismans to attack them, and for a while, I was evenly matched with these corpses.

As I ran, I heard explosions, sword cries, and massive fireballs five to six meters in diameter on the ground behind me…

As I ran, I got the feeling that I was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.

I just kept running forward, no matter what obstacles were in front of me, unable to be stopped.

Thinking of this, I suddenly paused. Wait, "wild horse?"

Right, I have a Yin Horse, and a high-level one at that. Why was I running like this?

I fumbled in my bag for the Yin Horse and chanted, "Red Hare in hand, a thousand-mile journey, as if treading on flat ground. Haste, haste, as the law commands."

Just like last time, a magnificent, dark red horse instantly appeared beneath me.

Its speed was far faster than running on my own two feet, and before long, I had pulled away from the corpses chasing me.

Now that I had the Yin Horse, I wasn't planning on going to that large rock anymore.

I just kept running around areas with fewer corpses, throwing talismans as I went.

During this time, I don't know how many corpses I killed. At a glance, there were countless bodies lying on the ground.

But it seemed like these things were endless, wave after wave, never to be completely wiped out.

I looked up and around. There were too many, really too many.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. I remembered Martial Uncle saying he was going to use a powerful spell, but there was no movement for a long time.

I looked everywhere for Martial Uncle. The scene was too chaotic, and I couldn't find him after searching for a long time.

I ran around the area again and saw Martial Uncle in the very center of the grounds.

His hands were formed into sword fingers, one held against his chest, the other pointing at the ground.

His body slowly floated upwards, and in a short time, he was already in mid-air.

Then he chanted something, and suddenly opened his eyes and roared:

(Early spring brings sweet dew, ten thousand bamboos break through the earth - Bamboo Kill)

The sound echoed far and wide, reverberating through the underground space, lingering for a long time.

It was like demonic music entering the ears, deafening and earth-shattering.

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt tremors coming from the ground.

I swayed on the horse, almost falling off. I quickly grabbed the reins to steady myself.

Suddenly, sharp bamboo shoots burst violently from the ground.

Each bamboo shoot was about four to five meters long, and many corpses were directly impaled by them.

Some pierced straight through the head from the top, others through the abdomen.

Some had their heads and legs pierced, and some bamboo shoots impaled several corpses.

I thought I would be hit as well, but looking around, I saw that I wasn't.

These bamboo shoots that broke through the earth seemed to have a consciousness. Not a single bamboo shoot emerged from the ground where my horse was standing.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Martial Uncle flew towards me and asked if I was alright.

I said I was fine, just scratched on the back and leg, nothing serious.

Martial Uncle said it was good that I was fine, then waved his hand, and all the bamboo shoots turned into white smoke and disappeared.

Then Martial Uncle landed beside me and looked at my wounds.

He took out a talisman and placed it on them. I saw it was a Yin Dispelling Talisman.

Soon, my wounds stopped stinging. Then I put away the Yin Horse.

After that, I sat on the ground and simply treated my wounds. For the parts on my back that I couldn't reach, I let Martial Uncle help me.

After finishing, I stood up and looked around. At a glance, there were corpses lying all over the ground.

I looked at Martial Uncle in surprise and asked, "Are they all dead?"

Martial Uncle said these corpses were dead to begin with. The reason they moved was because something was controlling them.

I didn't understand and asked what it was.

Martial Uncle frowned, looking in one direction, and said, "I saw a well emitting yin energy in mid-air just now. If I'm not mistaken, it's from there."

He then said he wanted to go take a look. I responded with an "Okay" and followed behind Martial Uncle.

I followed Martial Uncle all the way to the well he mentioned, which was emitting yin energy.

When we reached the well, I saw streams of black energy pouring out. Martial Uncle said we needed to seal or destroy this well quickly.

Otherwise, these corpses will probably come back to life later, which will be even more troublesome.

I asked Martial Uncle how to seal it.

Martial Uncle said sealing probably wouldn't work, as there weren't enough materials.

At that moment, the only option was the simplest and most brutal method: destroy it. With that, Martial Uncle prepared to strike.

I quickly said, "Wait."

Martial Uncle looked at me suspiciously and asked what I was doing.

I said if this was yin energy, then perhaps my Yin Horse could absorb some of it.

Martial Uncle's eyes lit up, and he said it was possible, asking me to hand over the Yin Horse.

I handed the Yin Horse over, and Martial Uncle threw it directly inside.

I was startled, wondering if it would fall to the bottom of the cave, but I was overthinking it.

Before long, the Yin Horse floated up, and the yin energy was continuously absorbed by it.

Martial Uncle said this would take some time, so we sat on the ground and waited.

Then, Martial Uncle sighed a little and said, "It's a pity I didn't bring those soybeans, or we would have made a fortune."

I thought about it and agreed; those beans also needed yin energy.

If I had brought them and left them here for a while, they could have recovered to their peak, but alas, it was too late.

I lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, not wanting to move at all.

I didn't even turn over when the wound on my back sent waves of stinging pain.

Whatever. Right now, I just wanted to sleep soundly.

I was too tired, from turning back to the small platform midway to the fighting and escaping that followed.

One event after another had left me physically and mentally exhausted.

I glanced sideways at Martial Uncle and noticed his lips were a little pale.

His gaze was fixed blankly ahead; he must have been having a hard time too.

Lying on the ground, I weakly said to Martial Uncle, "Can you explain what happened in the village?"

Martial Uncle said, "Okay," and then began to narrate. He said that when he left the bamboo forest that day, he had likely been lured away.

Then I asked Martial Uncle, "What exactly happened?"

Martial Uncle pondered for a moment. "That day, a descendant of an old friend of mine came to find me.

He said he had encountered some trouble and needed my help to deal with it.

I agreed at the time and went to the location, only to find it was a simple haunting incident.

I dealt with it quickly and then intended to return to the bamboo forest. After that, he insisted on treating me to a meal.

I tried to refuse a few times, but I couldn't, so I went with him.

When I returned to the bamboo forest, I found that something had happened in the village, so I went to check. Then I went to the back mountain.

Upon arriving, I felt there was also a problem with the back mountain, but I couldn't pinpoint it at the time.

After returning to the village again, I saw some ghosts with very low cultivation.

They scattered and fled before I even had to act. Shortly after returning to the bamboo forest, you arrived."

I said, "That doesn't sound right. With your abilities, you should have been able to find me when you went to the back mountain that day.

I was buried in the ground by my father then; you shouldn't have missed me."

"That Straw Man completely replaced your aura; I couldn't sense you at all.

Besides, that Straw Man might have been made by your Grandfather back then; it had reached the point of being indistinguishable from the real thing."

After Martial Uncle's explanation, I nodded and asked him if the person who came to find him was named Xie Yun.

Martial Uncle looked at me with some surprise and asked, "You know him?"

I said, "No, I don't. It's just that they came to my house that day."