Sadako-san! Please save us from Kayako!
The Infinity Dimensions of the Main God, Chapter 371
When faced with danger, the instinctive reflex for survival is faster than any other factor!
Especially when you're gripped by a chilling aura, a certain intuitive defense within your body immediately kicks in!
The danger comes from a high place—specifically, from the attic at an angle!
In just a few breaths, the needle-like "prickling" or rather, the sense of crisis almost made one's head explode.
In that brief moment of turning his head and turning to the side, the man in front of him trembled, and his eyes rolled upwards.
Tang Yuyang could see that his pupils were rapidly contracting, a vein on his forehead throbbed noticeably, and a short-handled submachine gun appeared out of thin air in his hand without any warning!
As a martial artist, or more specifically, a martial artist of the National Arts Blood-Qi System, unlike Tang Yuyang who focuses on internal cultivation, Yong Qi's skills are mainly concentrated on his physical body!
The so-called strength and swiftness, the combination of orthodox and unorthodox tactics, "Encountering the enemy is like being burned by fire!"
When the flames approach the human body, they don't even need to burn it; the intense heat alone instantly stimulates the nerves, causing the muscles to contract and react with perfect fluidity.
Therefore, when things are truly urgent, there is no need for people to think about how to deal with it. With just a sudden jolt, the response is already made. Especially for martial artists who are in perfect harmony with their body and mind, what they need is that burst of strength and willpower in that moment of surprise!
It sounds simple, but it's not an easy task.
With its angry eyes, its fur stood on end like spears, making it look like a tiger or leopard with its fur standing on end!
With a sudden jerk of the trigger, Yong Qi pointed the gun directly in that direction without hesitation and emptied the magazine in a frenzy! His movements were fluid and graceful, exuding the essence of old Texas American Iaijutsu!
However, Tang Yuyang's own reaction was completely different.
In the slow, deliberate turn of the head, the goods in hand are undoubtedly the first burden to be discarded.
Especially as he pulled his hand away and turned around, a subconscious unease, accompanied by intense fear, surged into his heart. Only his biological instincts continued to drive his body forward, trying to get away from the direction behind him!
Physical actions are even more direct than conscious reactions.
There's a problem!
I vaguely sensed that something was wrong with my condition, but I was unable to react in time!
It was a sense of panic and disorientation that was utterly irrational, far beyond the normal range of biological reactions, and even subtly broke through conventional boundaries, possessing a mysterious influence similar to a "fear aura"!
Tang Yuyang's muscles trembled, and he could even feel that his thoughts had almost instantly broken apart in the "ice cellar" atmosphere that had suddenly filled the air!
My mind went completely blank!
The only thing that made him turn his head was a faint, almost imperceptible, vibration of the air, which caused him to catch a glimpse of a terrifying face emerging from the corner of the ceiling of the private shop!
High up, seemingly ignoring the obstruction of the wooden building materials, a small part of the body hangs upside down like a spider, and amidst the messy, long black hair, a completely lifeless Ghostface is revealed.
It appeared completely bloodless, its paleness even more hollow than a Japanese paper door, its face distorted and blurred to the extreme, covered with patches of dark lividity.
Along with a faint gurgling sound, it was emanating from within.
The voice was almost exactly the same as the one heard in that strange "call" earlier!
A cold and lifeless "monster"!
Looking at this entire form, which seemed to be shaped from pure pain and resentment, Tang Yuyang almost bit his tongue until it bled from the mere sight of Ju-On, Spiritual Perception as if he too had suffered a curse and cruelty.
The other party has already set their sights on me!
The jet-black hair, so lifelike it completely obscured the strange creature's eyes, yet for some reason, as if by instinct, he grasped this "fact."
Under the gaze of the vengeful ghost, the heart raced instantly, cold sweat trickled down the spine, and time seemed to slow down in that instant.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze; amidst the swirling shell casings and dust, only that face gradually came into focus, magnifying in their vision.
With just a glance, the instincts of the "living" began to frantically warn, and every cell in the body seemed to be wailing, like the deep despair and helplessness of a young animal facing its natural enemy!
The Third Tier Qi Refining martial artist instinctively tried to struggle and roar, but he trembled all over as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his words became incoherent!
My body won't cooperate!
In this kind of confrontation of physical strength and willpower, he was clearly far less "powerful" than Yong Qi, who used blood and qi martial arts!
With his face deathly pale, Tang Yuyang could only watch helplessly as the terrifying face gradually became clearer and closer, as if it were about to truly enter the house!
That is—the real Ju-On!
Danger!
Don't let it touch you!
Once you encounter it, there's probably no escape!
A few indescribable premonitions, like a final burst of energy before death.
At the same time, a warm feeling suddenly surged forth from the dantian, and instantly flowed throughout the body!
We can no longer worry about "consumption"!
After a long period of meditation and circulating his internal energy, his Inner Breath, which had almost become second nature, surged through him, causing the intense chill to subside. In the next instant, he broke free from his stiff and immobile state.
In that short time, the house was riddled with bullet holes. Bullets mercilessly shattered one wooden door after another, penetrated the tatami mats on the floor and the ceiling, leaving dense bullet marks in the wooden mortise and tenon structure.
Inside and outside, the air was filled with the screams of the elderly shop owners and passersby, chaos, and the smell of gunpowder and metal slag!
"Phew—it's here!—Let's get out of here!"
After a few moments of confusion, he regained his senses and managed to utter a few words, still somewhat incoherent. Panting, Tang Yuyang sprinted away without hesitation.
At this moment, this guy even remembered to pick up another box of food from the ground!
Greed and fear, reason and madness, are often not in conflict.
Slip!
However, they dared not be careless in the slightest. Both of them had already faintly smelled the "aura" that had appeared in the shop. It was cold and damp, and it also carried the smell of something that had been rotting for a long time.
Normal human vision is usually limited to the four directions, so who would have thought that this vengeful ghost would launch a high-altitude surprise attack right from the start!
In just one or two exchanges, Tang Yuyang realized that he had already exhausted more than half of his Inner Breath energy in order to break free from the awkward situation caused by being "intimidated" or something else. He secretly groaned inwardly.
He knew very well that if he and Yong Qi hadn't been enhanced and hadn't had some ability to resist, an ordinary person in this situation would probably just be frozen in place like a wooden puppet, watching helplessly as the Ju-On reached out and touched them!
But it must be admitted that the sight of two grown men running down the street with boxes tucked under their arms, especially with guns in their hands, is certainly eye-catching!
There's no time to worry about anything else!
The two, who had just been literally "walking the dark road" (a Chinese idiom meaning to be out of control at night), paid no attention to anything else at this moment. With the fierce determination of a bullfighting, they leaped over the two-meter-high sidewalk railing at the speed of a 100-meter race!
The sheer force of that momentum made one almost suspect that a loan shark was chasing after them!
"Alert! We've encountered Kayako! Any updates on your end?!"
Whether it was recklessness or panic, the two Third Tier users practically flew into the room, causing a commotion that made all the dozen or so people inside stand up at once, their weapons flashing and gleaming.
He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing their faces clearly.
But the moment the newcomer casually tossed down the box and uttered his first words, everyone tensed up!
"No! Nothing unexpected has happened here—but so fast! It's only the first day!"
Someone asked incredulously.
Even if one knows that touching upon a cursed relationship, such as entering a haunted house or coming into contact with the cursed person, often results in certain death within minutes to a maximum of a few days.
But seeing the two of them now, their blood surging, clearly indicating that they had been seriously fighting earlier, was still extremely unsettling!
Without refutation, Tang Yuyang simply sat down on the ground, pulled open his trouser leg, revealing a dark gray handprint underneath.
The palm lines, which look like a child scratching, somehow make one's skin change color.
Even the expressions on everyone's faces changed.
This scene undoubtedly illustrates the seriousness of the matter!
On their way back, during a brief respite, a dark figure emerged from a blind spot in the crowd and nearly grabbed Tang Yuyang's trouser leg!
It's Toshio Saeki!
This little boy, who had also become part of the Ju-On after death, and whose face was as pale as a black cat, did not seem to have the same vengeful and vicious nature as his mother Kayako. He simply reached out to the adults in an almost "playful" manner.
However, this forced Tang Yuyang to expend another 20-30% of his Inner Breath to barely avoid his palm!
Even so, the handprints, which hadn't completely landed on the body through the trouser leg, had already left a clear "Mark"!
At this moment, among the blackened skin and flesh, what appears to be a small patch has already lost all sensation.
After hearing the two explain the situation, everyone's expression changed!
"Anyone below the Second Tier who gets targeted is almost guaranteed to die?! Mr. Tang, are you sure?"
The one who asked the question was a young man. After hearing the young user who had introduced himself as Li Anshan, a look of shock was now visibly on his face.
"That's true. The main problem is that without an energy system, you're like a fish on a chopping board in front of these ghosts; you can't even run away, you're completely at their mercy."
His voice had calmed down from its previous panting, and Tang Yuyang patiently offered a brief explanation.
Perhaps it was the distinct chilling sensation left by the previous attack, especially the injuries sustained, that made the contrast with the feeling upon entering the house all the more striking.
It might seem like a slight illusion, but at least in Tang Yuyang's perception, the room felt warmer than the street outside.
It wasn't a difference in temperature, but rather a more subtle, strange warmth, akin to a pure spiritual perception, that was slowly dispelling the chill between body and soul.
No—it's not an illusion!
Previously unnoticed, but as they lingered longer in the fog, they noticed the "handprint" between their calves slowly fading its necrotic, bloody color.
With a sudden burst of energy, these Third Tier Qi Refining martial artists quickly sensed the faint source of that "warmth"!
The girl who was surrounded by everyone in the room at that moment, looking completely at a loss and only able to let her bangs fall down to cover her face, Sadako Yamamura!
The earlier guesses of everyone were correct; the key to breaking the deadlock, or at least one of them, had been quietly placed in front of them from the very beginning!
Unfortunately, this joy did not last long.
After nightfall, having experienced the events of the day, most of the users who had undergone the enhancements were still relatively alright.
But for these students who had been kidnapped, especially Sadako whose head was still bandaged and who had been injured, they should have been exhausted long ago. At this point, even with their unease about these "strange guests," they could no longer hold on.
Naturally, they dared not be careless and had already arranged for users to take turns on guard duty.
Before long, a figure who had been meditating and resting nearby suddenly opened his eyes!
Wrong!
The faint warmth inside the room began to dissipate!
Perhaps because of the handprint injury on his body, Tang Yuyang, who was particularly sensitive to it, quickly noticed the change in his situation!
Surprisingly, just like some kind of abrupt change, the remaining warmth in the room now comes from that indistinct En no Ozunu statue!
But compared to that, the warmth, which was already less abundant than before, was now like water without roots, slowly fading away.
It's clear this artifact is somewhat special, but it can't be delayed for too long.
Soon, especially when they noticed another familiar "coldness" gradually beginning to emerge!
With a chill running down their spines, they noticed the homeowner's girl, who was receiving "special treatment" and no one dared to let her out of their sight. As a result, she could only suppress her shyness and unease and had already fallen asleep on the tatami mat that had been laid out in the living room.
As if he had realized something, he immediately understood that something was very wrong!
He hurriedly reached out and shouted to wake up the Sadako Yamamura, until she groggily opened her eyes.
Sure enough, with this seemingly rude and unreasonable action, that strange warmth immediately began to revive, and the unease in my senses gradually disappeared.
But this discovery did little to improve his mood.
Yes, if what's currently shrouding everyone is the spiritual power unconsciously emanating from this remarkably talented young girl while she's awake, then the question arises—what happens when she falls asleep?
Upon further speculation and gaining this additional insight, everyone's expressions turned extremely grim!
Faced with Kayako's threat, the current situation, or rather, perhaps the will of the Main God, indeed did not intend for them to easily pass through with just a "protective umbrella".
If there's a certain level of safety only if Sadako, the key figure, is conscious— the Main God has given her a seven-day survival period!
While it's theoretically possible for humans to go ten days without sleep, could they really expect a girl with a pre-existing head injury to go seven days without sleep?
If we do that, I'm afraid that later on, regardless of whether the girl can hold on or not, she'll have to turn against them first!
It's important to know that "sleep deprivation" is a clear form of torture that can be used as a means of interrogating criminals!
Left with no other choice, seeing the girl still rubbing her eyes, Yong Qi had to take out a dose of psychotropic hormone from his personal supplies and hand it to the female user next to him.
"Use it on this girl first. No matter what, we can't let her fall asleep again tonight. We'll go out and find another way as soon as it's light tomorrow!"