Chapter 1177 - 304: Survive for Now, the Name-Stealing Ghost (5k)
He felt it was true.
But as for the revenge, there was no target anymore. He was a bit confused for a moment, and also somewhat unable to believe such a thing.
Yu Ziqing inexplicably thought of the name-stealing incident Wu Shuangge encountered a few days ago.
"After he gets the crystal ball, where will he go?"
"He should complete the sacrificial technique."
Yu Ziqing thought for a moment and said:
"Try to mobilize your power."
Yuan Chou had a thought and strands of black energy began to appear on his body, full of malevolent intent. Then his chest seemed to crack open, and even more massive black energy seeped out from inside.
Yu Ziqing reached out a hand to touch the black energy.
At the same time, in a small city in the eastern part of Daqian, the Black Shadow Man suddenly opened his eyes.
He took one step forward and disappeared from the city, appearing in the wilderness. He frowned slightly, looking out to the northwest.
He felt that someone was borrowing his power, not very strongly, but with a terrifying ominous force suppressing his power.
The Black Shadow Man took out the damaged White Jade Long Bridge and gently tapped it on the head of a little black child. The little black child suddenly came to life, jumped off the small post, landed on the bridge, and started walking to the other side.
The Black Shadow Man himself crouched behind, without even casting a glance.
Yu Ziqing touched the power of the black energy, sensing that this power was suppressed by the tattoo on Yuan Chou's back and could be fully controlled by him.
He wanted to follow this power to explore its source.
In the next moment, he felt a long bridge formed by the energy of incense fire crossing over from an unknown side.
As the bridge approached his side, a part was missing, and there were pitch-black statues on the small posts of the railings on both sides.
One of the statues jumped onto the bridge, transforming into a small figure, pitch-black all over, with a large head and sharp teeth, about the height of a three-year-old child, approaching over the bridge.
At the moment he saw the small figure, a name appeared in Yu Ziqing's mind.
Heart-eating Ghost.
Legend had it that the Cannibal, having its heart gouged out, would die with malevolence abundant in its chest, and this malevolence would form into an empty heart to fill the missing void.
But because it was hollow, after transforming into a Heart-eating Ghost, it craved to feast on human hearts, especially those full of evil thoughts.
However, this Heart-eating Ghost didn't look like this, and both its aura and physical characteristics didn't match.
The big-headed Little Black crossed the bridge and flew straight from the crack in Yuan Chou's chest, its sharp claws striking at Yu Ziqing's chest.
Yu Ziqing flicked his finger, his Qi-Blood exploding, sending blazing yang energy with the force to give the Little Black a flick on the forehead.
With a muffled bang, the Little Black instantly exploded into dust.
But in the next moment, the Little Black's form reassembled, full of malicious light, grinning widely, and drooling with greed as it rushed toward Yu Ziqing's chest.
Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, a beam of blood light shot from his eyes, covering the Little Black in a Blood Flame, burning it to nothingness.
Yet again, the Little Black's form reassembled, now even closer to Yu Ziqing.
Yu Ziqing's eyes lit up, reaching out a hand to grab the Little Black's head and holding it in his grip.
The Little Black's claws gripped his arm, causing sparks to fly, unable to even scratch the skin.
Continuing to test with Black Fire, under its burn, the Little Black let out continuous screams, its chest constantly cracking open as if enduring the punishment of having its heart gouged out.
Each breath was a complete heart-gouging punishment, continuing hundreds of times until the screams of the Little Black grew quieter, as if it began to endure.
As the damage continued, the Little Black's aura grew stronger, more ferocious, and its struggling power kept rising.
It was then that Yu Ziqing realized this ghostly thing was indeed tough.
It couldn't be killed, and it gradually adapted, becoming stronger after adapting.
Initially weak and pitiful, now it had almost Fourth and Fifth Tier strength, and was still growing.
This guy drooled, the greed in its eyes growing, single-mindedly wanting to dig out his heart for a taste; something had to be done.
Yu Ziqing, holding the Little Black, took one step and vanished.
He arrived at the locust forest in the east, looking at a group of hungry ghosts.
"Anyone want it?"
The group of hungry ghosts looked at each other, none spoke up.
Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes, took out a small bottle of sweet rain, holding the Little Black in one hand, and sprinkling it like seasoning on the Little Black.
Then he threw the Little Black out, flicking his finger to blast it apart in mid-air.
The scattered fragments accompanied by sweet rain fell, each hungry ghost eagerly caught it and stuffed it into its mouth.
However, in the next moment, each ghost spat it out as if they had eaten chocolate-flavored feces.
Only Wu Shuangge looked bewilderedly at the other hungry ghosts, smacking his lips as if he felt nothing.
Yu Ziqing glanced at Wu Shuangge, remained silent for a moment, and looked towards another individual who surprised him.
Half Skull.
This was the first time Half Skull consumed something other than sweet rain.
And he was different from Wu Shuangge.
Wu Shuangge felt nothing, just ordinary.
But Half Skull seemed to devour greedily, like a normal hungry ghost tasting food for the first time.
The fragments of the Little Black, regurgitated by the other hungry ghosts before they could reassemble, were entirely swallowed by Half Skull.
Half Skull's withered, hollow belly finally bulged once.
He sat against the tree trunk, satisfied, as if he had finally come to life.
Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and immediately appeared beside Yuan Chou, touching the black energy once more, watching the Incense Fire Bridge swiftly retreat and disappear.
Yuan Chou dissipated the power, and everything returned to its original state.
Yu Ziqing approached Half Skull, watching him breathe heavily with a distended belly, contentedly leaning there digesting.
"Do you know what's going on here?"
"No, I just know it tasted particularly delicious and satisfying.
It is not a Heart-eating Ghost, only derived from one, merely bearing its name."
Yu Ziqing pondered, recalling someone trying to seize the name of Wu Shuangge's Feces Feeding Ghost earlier.
"Are you saying this ghostly entity seized the Heart-eating Ghost's name, and being formed by this name, conventional methods cannot kill it?"