Three Yin Life and Death Talisman

As soon as he finished speaking, the monstrous shadow of the Hu Mang shot out, and the all-encompassing power of the Heavenly Devil Field swept out like an invisible tide, rushing straight towards Zheng Qingbo; wherever it passed, the dust in the air was instantly decomposed, the wood grain on the floor was peeled off layer by layer, and even the light in that area was distorted.

However, almost at the same instant, a layer of blood-red robe appeared on Zheng Qingbo's body.

The robe was an energy shield woven from a layer of intricate, evil runes, draped over his shoulders like a monk's robe, enveloping him in a dark red light.

When the all-powerful force of the Heavenly Devil Field struck the blood-red kasaya, it emitted a sizzling sound like sulfuric acid corroding metal. Wisps of white smoke began to rise from the surface of the blood-red kasaya, clearly being eroded by the power of the Heavenly Devil Field. However, the erosion was extremely slow and not enough to break through the defense in a short time.

As Hu Mang spoke, he was trying to see if he could use the emotional stimulation effect of the Heavenly Devil Field to bring out the opponent's weaknesses, but the agitation of the Heavenly Devil Field was like throwing it into a pool of blood, and it just wouldn't work.

Moreover, there is a strange Buddhist power attempting to erode the body from the opposite direction.

Hu Mang then stopped wasting words and took action on the spot.

Behind Zheng Qingbo, a strange Buddhist chant began to sound, and Human-Body Buddha started to sing.

It was an extremely strange Buddhist sound, unlike any chanting or scripture recitation Hu Mang had ever heard.

The voice was deep and hoarse, as if it did not come from the throat, but rather squeezed out simultaneously from the depths of the chest, from the gaps in the bones, and from every pore of the Buddha statue; the rhythm of the Buddhist chant was extremely slow, each syllable was drawn out, with a viscous, syrup-like texture, flowing slowly in the air.

As the Buddhist chanting began, the bones of the remaining two people present started to crack and twist, becoming deformed, with tiny, baby-like bony hands protruding from their bones and muscles.

The two let out hysterical screams.

However, Hu Mang's figure directly blocked the gap between the Buddha and Zheng Qingbo. His hand was in the Wisdom King Aizen Seal, and a three-headed, six-armed Myōō statue appeared behind Hu Mang. Hu Mang's hand was in the Wisdom King Aizen Buddha Seal, which is an extremely profound mudra in the esoteric Buddhist sect, representing the path to enlightenment that uses desire as a medium to directly reach the original mind of Bodhi.

The next moment, the eerie Buddhist sounds and power were drawn into the statue of the Wisdom King like a tide, and the face in the very center of the statue, which represented the enlightenment of "attachment is enlightenment," suddenly had a similar eerie smile.

Even the other two faces had a faint smile on them.

Hu Mang took a deep breath and spoke.

"You're not exactly a proper Buddha, and neither am I. If you abandon your protection of Zheng Qingbo, I won't have to forcibly absorb all your Buddhist power. If you follow me, you might just attain Buddhahood. What future can a clay or wooden statue have!"

The chanting of the Human-Shaped Buddha abruptly stopped.

The distorted Buddha statue remained silent for a moment, and the red lines on its body, resembling veins, gradually dimmed, as if it were pondering something.

On its indistinct face, its ambiguous mouth trembled slightly, as if it were savoring the weight of the Hu Mang's words.

Then, it responded.

It retracted the blood-red cassock that had been clinging to Zheng Qingbo.

Zheng Qingbo's expression changed drastically; for the first time, fear appeared on his usually confident face.

"No, no, no, I used hundreds of people to sacrifice for you. You cannot abandon me. I possess the Demon-Body Buddha Prayer Beads; I am your chosen disciple!"

While maintaining its absorption of the evil Buddha's power, the Hu Mang reached directly for Zheng Qingbo's head.

However, a golden light suddenly appeared, and a dragon shadow emerged above the opponent's head.

The dragon shadow was not the five-clawed dragon commonly seen in the Middle Earth, but a long-bodied, single-horned, bluish-black Nanyang dragon.

A serpentine dragon, the kind without claws.

"The power of the Dragon Vein!?"

Hu Mang was genuinely surprised this time, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss Zheng, you're exceptionally difficult to kill. It's a real shame someone like you isn't a villain."

"Fortunately, I didn't waste the last six months."

The Ghost Dragon consciousness within him began to surge, and Yin Qi rushed out along his right arm, turning his entire arm a grayish-black color. His palms began to change, with a layer of fine, snake-scale-like black scales appearing on his skin. His nails grew longer and sharper, transforming into five sharp black claws, with wisps of black yin Yin Qi swirling around the fingertips, emitting a slight hissing sound in the air.

Hu Mang didn't give Zheng Qingbo any time to react. His right hand shot out, passing through the not-yet-completely-dissipated golden halo, and grabbed the upper body of the dragon shadow. The golden dragon shadow let out a roar of shock and anger the moment it was grabbed by the Ghost Dragon Claw. It struggled fiercely, twisting its body and whipping its tail, trying to break free from the black claw.

But the five sharp claws of the Ghost Dragon Claw were like five steel nails, deeply embedded in the Dragon Shadow's body, and no matter how it struggled, it could not get rid of them.

Smoke began to rise from Hu Mang's palm, while the dragon shadow of the opponent visibly dimmed.

Both sides were expending their Dragon Vein power, and then Hu Mang discovered that his consumption was three to four times that of his opponent.

"Such pure Dragon Vein power? It's the artificial Dragon Vein of Heavenly Gate, no, the Yu Household's!"

Fortunately, the opponent's Dragon Vein power was limited and was exhausted in just a few breaths, leaving a dragon blood jade pendant in the palm of the Hu Mang's hand.

Zheng Qingbo opened his mouth as if to say something, but Hu Mang was not going to give him the chance. The Three Yin Life and Death Talisman landed directly on the other party's forehead.

The Hu Mang's eyes shot out demonic light as it chanted a spell.

"The Taiyin meridian enters the collaterals, cold locks the gate of life, the talisman seed has been activated, your body follows its command."

"The Lesser Yin erodes the meridians, ten thousand ants invade the bones, the Life and Death Talisman appears, and one cannot control oneself."

"When the Yin Qi circulates, it seals your seven orifices; pain and itching are at your disposal, but your body is no longer your own."

"Following the three Yin acupoints, I imprison your spirit and soul; once the talisman is issued, you shall obey only me."

Zheng Qingbo's eyes began to roll back, and his body trembled violently, as if he were enduring some kind of immense pain. Several indistinct gurgling sounds came from his throat, as if he were struggling, or as if he were responding to that curse.

A moment later, his body finally stopped trembling, and the light in his eyes completely died out, replaced by an empty, puppet-like blankness; his head drooped slightly, his hands hung limply at his sides, and he stood quietly like a statue whose soul had been emptied, waiting for his master's next command.

"Finally done?" Hu Mang stopped the demonic light in his eyes, and at the same time, the Buddhist light of the Human-Body Blood Buddha behind him gradually faded.

"Hehe, hehe, help me, help me--"

The sound of Secretary Jiacha struggling came from behind Hu Mang.

This "wise elephant" in the foreign language is quite resilient.

"Why?" Hu Mang looked down and asked coldly.

"Zheng, Zheng's wealth, mistresses, power, hehe--"

With Zheng Qingbo, he could naturally possess these things as well.

Hu Mang's expression grew increasingly calm.

Secretary Jiacha also noticed this, and his face grew even more desperate. However, he quickly thought of something and struggled violently again, using his last bit of strength to shout.

"I... can... help you... play... Zheng Qing..."

Hu Mang's heart skipped a beat. Indeed, the future "Boss Zheng" couldn't do everything himself. If he didn't have a secretary, he might find something was wrong.

So, another Three Yin Life and Death Talisman?

No, the other party is not worthy, and besides, he already has a replacement.

Hu Mang's figure flashed and appeared beside him. Wisdom King Aizen reappeared behind him, his palm pressed against the other's forehead. The next moment, the deformed bone hands that had grown all over the other's body grew back. At the same time, a trace of Buddhist thought from Wisdom King Aizen and a wisp of blood light from the Human-Body Buddha all fell into the other's sea of consciousness.

Even more bizarrely, as the blood-red robe appeared and disappeared on the other person's body, the previous tear visibly healed.

However, apart from him, the other Chinese person was completely defeated.

Finally, after rescuing the other person, Hu Mang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his expression quickly became subtle again. A flash of dark light appeared in his palm, and the ugly, powerful spear appeared. He stared into the darkness and laughed.

"So I wasn't the only one on this operation tonight."

From the darkness, a very kind old woman emerged, smiling and looking like a playful old child.

In her left and right hands, she held a small, ugly creature that looked like it had Down syndrome, and on her wrist was a strange bone bead.

Sulu Wrapped Coconut Bone String

The Sulu Wrapped Coconut Bone String itself is not the Liang Household family heirloom; the Liang Household matriarch enshrined within the skewer is the Liang Household heirloom.

"Stop, now?"

"I don't care, but this isn't like you, Zheng the Viper."

"You've reached a new agreement with that little girl from the Liang Household? What agreement? Does this mean you've betrayed me? Are we still negotiating the deal? What about the Liang Household's ancestral lands?"

"Fine, fine, I'll remember that, Zheng Qingbo. Don't give me a chance, or you'll suffer the same fate as the Liang Household!"

Enraged, Master Chao soared into the sky, and soon, streaks of light shot out one after another.

As for that royal retainer, he had already led his men to retreat while they were talking.

He was in charge of protecting the Java royal family. As long as they didn't cause trouble in the city, the tribal war could be fought however they wanted.

Soon, a conflict, or rather a war, between Liang Household Garden and Zheng Family Garden ended in a way that was either abrupt or, to put it another way, in a manner that most people couldn't understand.

With both sides ceasing hostilities, Liang Yanqiu and Zheng Qingbo both made public appearances, declaring victory in this triad war.

After all, in modern warfare, who isn't a winner?

As for who won and who lost, Hu Mang can only say that he profited.