Chapter 141 Black Mountain Old Demon
The Soul-Catching Lock is the ghost general’s life-saving magic weapon refined by his original spirit.

The soul-catching chain was destroyed, and the ghost general was also seriously injured. He let out a scream, and the negative energy in his body dissipated, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Yan Chixia was also surprised. He noticed the Diamond Sutra that had fallen to the ground. His eyes widened instantly, and he thought to himself, “He has mastered the Diamond Sutra?!”

Soon, Yan Chixia came to his senses, urged his sword, turned it into a white light, and slashed towards the ghost general.

The ghost general was horrified and rolled on the ground to avoid it, but the flying sword, under Yan Chixia’s control, was not only extremely fast, but also extremely flexible. It directly changed direction and chased after him.

boom!
The long sword pierced through the ghost general’s back, and the magic power surged and the sword energy was rampant, blowing the ghost general’s body into pieces.

The ghost general’s body is essentially no different from that of an evil ghost. They are all made up of the soul and condensed negative energy. This explosion will instantly turn them into ashes, without even the chance of reincarnation.

The flying sword flew back into the sword case with a “whoosh”.

Shi Potian remained cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was isolated from the outside world. Only the Buddha’s light and Sanskrit became increasingly dazzling, reflecting on his soul, making it crystal clear, as if it were made of colored glaze.

Although Yan Chixia had obtained the Diamond Sutra for a long time, he did not know Sanskrit. He only knew that the first sentence of the sutra was “Prajna Paramita”. He was not sure what Shi Potian’s current situation was, but he could guess that Shi Potian must have gained a great benefit.

“Boy, a living person’s soul cannot be out of the body for more than seven days, otherwise it will never be able to return to the body and become a wandering ghost. You only have seven days, how far you can practice depends on yourself.”

Yan Chixia took out several golden nails, chanted some incantations, and inserted them around the two men, forming a formation that isolated the breath of the living and concealed the Buddha’s light, so as to prevent them from being discovered by the wandering ghosts outside.

He did not move the Diamond Sutra on the ground, nor did he care whether Shi Potian heard it or not. He stayed in the formation, alert to any movements around him.

Although he had used golden nails to set up a formation to isolate auras and conceal his figure, it could only protect against those lonely ghosts, ghost soldiers and ghost messengers. If they were unlucky and the Judge Ghost King happened to pass by here, he would still be able to discover them.

He had to be more careful and be ready to interrupt Shi Potian and take him away at any time.

Time passed by minute by minute, and three days passed in a flash.

The Buddha’s light on Shi Potian’s body became brighter and brighter, and as the Sanskrit flowed, it seemed as if countless Buddha shadows appeared around him, solemn and sacred.

“This kid is really gifted!”

Yan Chixia was secretly amazed in his heart. While he was happy for Shi Potian, he couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

The Black Mountain Demon has learned of the ghost general’s death.

In the past three days, several waves of ghost soldiers passed by them, searching for their whereabouts, but they were all deceived by his formation.

But this is not a long-term solution.

The formation he had set up was already unable to conceal the Buddhist light and Sanskrit emanating from Shi Potian. If this continued, they would soon be discovered by the evil soldiers under the Black Mountain Demon.

Yan Chixia was just thinking about whether to set up another layer of formation when he saw the Buddhist light and Sanskrit sound on Shi Potian’s body begin to converge inward and merge into Shi Potian’s body little by little.

After a moment, all the strange phenomena disappeared.

Shi Potian opened his eyes and saw Yan Chixia in front of him. A hint of joy appeared on his face and he shouted, “Brother Yan!”

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, “Is this Diamond Sutra a cultivation method? Have you mastered it?”

Shi Potian shook his head and said, “It’s a cultivation method. I haven’t mastered it yet.”

Yan Chixia let out an “Ah” and opened his mouth wide. He had made such a big noise, but he still hadn’t mastered it? Shi Potian explained, “This scripture records a set of body-protecting magic skills called “Vajra Prajna Magic Skills”. It requires the integration of essence, energy and spirit, and the tempering of the mortal body into a Vajra Glazed Body step by step. My body is still outside, so I can’t master it.”

Yan Chixia suddenly realized what was going on, and without asking any more questions, he picked up the scripture on the ground and said, “Let’s leave here first.”

As Yan Chixia spoke, he collected the golden nails on the ground and was about to leave when the yin energy in the distance suddenly rolled violently and countless ghost shadows gradually appeared in the white mist.

Leading the way were teams of ghost soldiers and generals, including evil ghosts, skeletons, and corpse demons. They were all wearing dark brown underworld armor, holding swords, spears, axes, and had ferocious faces.

Behind it was a huge golden dragon-carved sedan chair, and two tall and burly evil spirits each held a flag with five large characters “Black Mountain” and “City of Wrongful Death” written on it respectively.

The sedan chair was covered with a layer of black gauze veil, so the face of the person inside could not be seen. Only the outline of a figure could be vaguely seen, sitting there, and it was dozens of meters tall.

“Old demon from Montenegro!”

Yan Chixia’s heart trembled, and without saying a word, he recited the magic formula: “Prajna Paramita!” He swung the sword forward, cut the boundary between Yin and Yang, and jumped in with Shi Potian.

“You think you can get away like this?”

The yin energy behind him swept in like a tidal wave, and a huge hand reached into the boundary between yin and yang.

This palm is made up of countless skulls, each of which is entangled with resentful spirits. The skulls’ mouths open and close, making crackling sounds, and the resentful spirits also scream miserably, which makes people’s scalps numb and their hair stand on end.

Yan Chixia only looked back once, and his expression suddenly changed. He was shocked and angry: “What on earth is the underworld doing? How could they allow this Black Mountain Old Demon to refine so many resentful souls into his body?”

“Stay here!” The voice of the Black Mountain Demon sounded again, and the skeleton palm suddenly accelerated.

Yan Chixia yelled, “I’ll leave you a big head! Heaven and earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!” He took out a handful of golden nails and threw them behind him.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

Yan Chixia’s golden nail is a Buddhist magic weapon, the Demon-Subduing Nail, which is extremely powerful. When it hits the skeleton’s palm, a series of loud noises erupt, the skull’s bones fly everywhere, and the resentful ghost wails continuously.

But it only blocked the Black Mountain Demon slightly and failed to hurt him at all.

The speed of the skeleton’s palm slowed down for just a moment, and then the Yin energy surged in again like a tide.

The roar of the Black Mountain Demon echoed in the boundary between Yin and Yang: “How dare you, you ignorant creature, to be my enemy! You are courting death!”

Yan Chixia’s face was solemn. He knew that the Black Mountain Old Demon’s strength was far beyond what they could contend with. He simply stopped thinking about stopping the opponent and just used all his magic power to pull Shi Potian forward to escape.

However, the speed of the skeleton’s palm was faster than he expected. It caught up with them in just a moment, opened five palms, and grabbed them.

Yan Chixia’s face changed, and he hurriedly swung his sword, slashing out a sword energy that collided with the skeleton’s palm.

“boom!”

With a loud bang, Yan Chixia flew backwards with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

However, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he laughed loudly, “Old devil, thank you for seeing me off! Goodbye!” He pulled Shi Potian forward, broke through the boundary between Yin and Yang, and returned to the mortal world.

(End of this chapter)