A Way to Save an Enemy from Death

Chu Tianshu twitched his eyebrows and raised his hand to rub his chin.

He had never heard of what Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods was.

Yannian intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Nian began to murmur aloud.

"Ghost God and spirits have no physical form or wisdom; even if they were to descend upon reality, they would often remain motionless."

"But if a Spirit Realm species transforms into Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods, it's like a bee achieving a symbiotic relationship with a flowerbed."

"If a bee moves, the entire flower field will follow it. Wherever the flower field goes, everything becomes nourishment, which will turn into a huge, Ghost God disaster."

So that's how it is. Once the Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods goes out to hunt, the phenomenon that the Ghost God incarnates in will also move along with it.

If such a phenomenal monster were to invade the city, there would be virtually no good way to deal with it.

This happened several times in the years following the cataclysm.

Some phenomena represented by Ghost God are merely extreme changes in oxygen concentration over a large area.

While skilled individuals can certainly protect themselves, ordinary humans absolutely cannot survive in abnormal phenomena.

Then the only option is a massive migration, turning the city back into ruins, where it will be overrun by monsters that migrate there, relentlessly pursuing and destroying it.

The homes that had been painstakingly rebuilt, costing countless lives, were destroyed once again.

"Having learned from the lessons of those early years, any megacity will now explore and even catalog the unusual landforms around its city."

Yu Nanfeng's eyes showed surprise and doubt.

"In the Spirit Realm landscape surrounding Jinling, no Ghost God Dharma Aspect forms have been detected, so how could there be Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods coexisting with them?"

The big-headed monster said, "The landscape of the Spirit Realm, though seemingly embedded in reality, is actually still connected to the Spirit Realm."

"Ghost God Dharma Aspect in the Spirit Realm are more active than in the real world. Even without a guide, they can move on their own. The Jinling No. 7 Landform welcomed a new Ghost God Dharma Aspect three years ago."

"But that Ghost God Dharma Aspect is even more concealed than any previously recorded instance in reality; it cannot be detected by ordinary means."

Snap!!

Yu Nanfeng abruptly closed her folding fan, her beautiful eyes widened in anger, and her brown pupils trembled slightly.

"Three years?! You mean, you discovered this three years ago?"

Yu Nanfeng laughed coldly, "Your master clearly has considerable influence in Jinling, having cultivated it for many years, yet he hasn't revealed this kind of information to us in three years."

"No matter what, we're all human beings. In the face of something this serious... has he gone mad?!"

The leaders of these major powers in the wasteland may not be entirely clear about the exact moment when the zombie apocalypse broke out.

But they were absolutely aware of the tragedies caused by those migrations of Ghost God phenomena.

The zombies were a random phenomenon worldwide. Because the scope was so vast, and the vast majority of zombies had already starved to death, they no longer posed a threat and had become part of the historical context.

Only research institutions are still conducting research and taking preventative measures, which no longer pose an imminent threat to those in power.

The migration of Ghost God phenomena only ravaged a few megacities, but it made the leaders of other cities see the painful and regrettable aspects of it more clearly, feel the pain as if it were a thorn in their side, and feel extremely uneasy.

"Dad isn't crazy!"

The big-headed monster answered this question very quickly.

Yannian was so angry at the actions of the mastermind and his answer that he couldn't calm down, and he repeatedly uttered "Amitabha Buddha" several times.

Chu Tianshu remained relatively calm and asked again, "You said you went to investigate the growth of the Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods, does that mean that thing hasn't fully grown yet?"

The big-headed monster said, "The Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods is a transformation from a certain Spirit Realm species. Strictly speaking, the Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods in the Jinling No. 7 Landform has not yet truly completed its transformation."

Chu Tianshu seemed to be deep in thought.

"Since this so-called vanguard can guide the actions of Ghost God Dharma Aspect..."

He said, "What if we capture this monster, lure it to a more distant and desolate place, and then kill it with one blow? Wouldn't that force the Ghost God Dharma Aspect to remain in a barren and remote area?"

Yu Nanfeng nodded. "This is how it was handled in the capital."

"Several other places have since replicated this method, and it has been quite successful."

"However, the Forerunner of Ghosts and Gods is protected by monsters throughout the entire terrain, and human weapons are mostly useless when they enter. Each such operation requires prior preparation and still comes at a considerable cost."

Yu Nanfeng's voice turned cold and sharp.

"Since it hasn't completed its transformation, this is the best opportunity. It won't be under the protection of all the monsters yet. Let's seize control of it first, even if it means killing it."

She pointed the folding fan at the big-headed monster.

"Where is that transforming monster? Tell us now!"

The big-headed monster said, "Its location is uncertain. My brother and I can use our shadows to travel freely through the Spirit Realm's terrain, and the shadows have a unique perspective, which makes it easy to find."

really.

Chu Tianshu recalled that when the shadow entered his tent, it had already launched an attack on him before he became aware of it.

In the Spirit Realm world, although the number of monsters is enormous and they roam freely, there are also beings capable of attacking souls.

But wandering around in this shadowy state is like a leisurely outing, completely stress-free.

Yu Nanfeng said, "Then now, release your shadow to guide the way."

Big-headed monster. "Can't release it!"

Chu Tianshu was also in a bit of a dilemma.

The shadow of this large-headed monster was already injured, and its physical body and meridians were almost as good as dead, relying entirely on a surge of thunderous energy to sustain its life.

This state is obviously unsustainable, and it makes it impossible to cast spells or release shadows.

"Brother Yannian, can you still cure him?"

Yannian then took the strange man's pulse and felt that the pulse was like a harp string simulating a thunderstorm.

"I can't do anything about the injuries."

Yannian was at a loss, saying, "Even if Brother Zhang Tao continues to inject him with thunderous energy, it will only allow him to survive for another half an hour at most; it's impossible for him to recover from his injuries."

Chu Tianshu then asked, "Do you know where any other companions who can use shadows are?"

"No!"

The big-headed weirdo said confidently, "My brother, Shadow, and I are the most powerful, which is why we've always lived here. It's also closer to Jinling No. 7."

Zhang Tao had been pondering this for a while when he suddenly swung his iron whip.

[I have a solution, come with me.]

He raised his lowered iron whip, and the big-headed monster was sucked in and laid sideways on the horse's back.

Zhang Tao spurred his horse, and the golden-maned White Horse forward.

The afternoon sun was blazing.

As the clouds receded into the distance, I looked up and saw that the sky was blue for thousands of miles.

The largest food wholesale market in Jinling has large red-painted iron characters hanging above its eight entrances on all four sides.

Food Is Heaven!

On the side of the entrance to West Gate No. 2, there was a large reclining chair with a yellow lacquer finish.

A woman in a white shirt and blue casual trousers lay on a chair, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders. She wore sunglasses and casually tossed a hair clip around in her right hand.

"Throwing things around in your hands is a sign of being upset and agitated."

The fishmonger next to them leaned over and chuckled, "Xiao Xia, are you still worried about that young master South Wind?"

"Don't worry, when he kept coming this way, I secretly asked the Lord of the Land and drew a fortune stick. The Lord of the Land said, 'Your Hongxian is tied very tightly; you are destined for each other.'"

The fishmonger said in a theatrical tone, "May you live a long Baisui, growing old together."

"Uncle, I don't know how many times I've told you, feudal superstition is unacceptable!"

Xia Ningning casually said, "I'm almost forty, and he's ten years younger than me. Can this kind of pairing really be called Hongxian?"

"He'd be more suited to be my apprentice."

The woman perked up, sat up from the recliner, casually swept her left hand behind her back and wrapped it around her head, then quickly gathered her hair with a hairpin in her right hand, and her hair was already styled into a bun.

"You know what, I read his face, and his features are very auspicious for someone who will become a master."

"I've suggested he become my apprentice six times, but he's stubbornly refused. His mother's palm techniques aren't suitable for him either..."

A hint of resentment lingered between Xia Ningning's lips.

"If he had learned something that suited him earlier, he wouldn't have been hacked to pieces in the time it took me to turn around and grab a Coke."

In the living room where they met that day, when Xia Ningning turned around with a can of cola in her hand, blood splattered onto the cola can.

The stain made her shirt that day even redder than the roses next to it.

Xia Ningning suddenly pulled her sunglasses down her nose, revealing her pretty eyebrows and eyes, and looked up from above the sunglasses.

"Hey, what's going on? Why have all these people gathered together?"

Several figures turned around on the main street outside the West Gate.

Zhang Tao rode White Horse with a golden mane, galloping like a blazing fire.

The handsome young man, gripping a silver-white longsword in reverse, moved with the ease of shrinking distances, while an old man leaned on his arm beside him.

Yu Nanfeng drifted in, her long dress untouched by dust; no one knew how many times her toes touched the ground along the way.

"Mr. Yu, Xiao Xia has been neglecting to send his regards for a long time. Please forgive him."

Xia Ningning stood up, hung her sunglasses in her shirt pocket, and smiled warmly.

"Tianshu, the legendary physician Yannian life, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"And Master..."

She looked at Zhang Tao with a questioning look in her eyes, "Master, who did you arrest? This is so complicated!"

[This is an assassin, but very useful.]

With a flick of his iron whip, Zhang Tao revealed words on the ground.

[Hurry and turn this person into a Dharma Corpse...]

(End of this chapter)