Chapter 1671: Chapter 968: Blood Flesh Immortal (Part 2)
However, evading the first attack allowed Yang Xiao to notice something unusual. The blob of phlegm mixed with rotten flesh hit a tree by the roadside.
Soon, the tree wilted and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The branches and leaves withered and fell, and the falling leaves rotted into black sludge even before reaching the ground.
"This flesh... is strange!" Yang Xiao realized at this moment that his connection with the Ring-Headed Saber in his hand was gradually weakening.
Even more terrifying was that the rotten flesh clinging to the blade seemed alive, beginning to grow blood vessels and fascia, slowly consuming the blade. At this rate, within a few minutes, the rotten flesh would completely envelop the saber.
Yang Xiao finally understood this guy’s ability—it was decay, corrosion.
This guy could contaminate the opponent’s magic artifact.
Yang Xiao immediately drew out the Ghost Lantern. As the green light illuminated, the rotting flesh on the saber looked as if it had met its nemesis and began to shrivel. The newly grown flesh and fascia withered and fell off.
The Ghost Lantern had an exorcism effect, proving very effective against such sinister ways.
Frankly, the Blood Flesh Immortal’s corrosive flesh was a strong move, especially against opponents unaware of his tricks; it was easy to catch them off guard.
After all, at this rank, an Angel Envoy generally only had two magic artifacts, a few with three. If one or two were corroded right away, the battle was as good as over.
An Angel Envoy without a magic artifact was just an ordinary person, only to be slaughtered.
If it had been anyone else, it might have ended there, but unfortunately, he ran into Yang Xiao, who was overpowered. Yang Xiao might not have other things, but he had plenty of magic artifacts. Even if he let them corrode one by one, this guy could be exhausted to death. But Yang Xiao didn’t have time to fool around.
After some probing, Yang Xiao basically figured out this guy’s attack methods. This guy specialized in long-range vomiting attacks. Yang Xiao decided to catch him off guard and close in for close combat.
With a thought, the Soul-Capturing Mirror ability activated, and Yang Xiao instantly vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already at the Blood Flesh Immortal’s flank, swinging the Ghost Bamboo Stick towards the lower half of his body.
He intended this strike to cripple his two legs, ideally capturing him alive to extract intel that might reveal much.
In the original plan, only the Five Guardians were supposed to be here as a Guardian Level expert. Yang Xiao hadn’t even heard of the Blood Flesh Immortal before.
Yang Xiao suspected that these two getting together wasn’t a coincidence. This group of ruthless people might be plotting something.
Since Jiangbei Province’s Third Law Enforcement Team Leader, the Evil Cultivator’s Nemesis, Yang Xiao, bumped into them, there was no question—they must be dealt with to eradicate evil for the people.
This strike clearly caught the Blood Flesh Immortal off guard. His body was so obese that turning around completely was impossible. Seeing that Yang Xiao’s strike was about to cripple him, at that moment, an anomaly occurred. A pair of dark cyan ghost hands suddenly shot out from the Blood Flesh Immortal’s abdomen, blocking the blow.
The ghost hands, while blocking the attack, had their skin and flesh instantly destroyed by the Ghost Bamboo Stick, leaving behind two nearly stripped white forearm bones.
This sight greatly shocked Yang Xiao. He never imagined there was something hidden in this guy’s belly. No, it was... a ghost!
With the attack failing, Yang Xiao immediately attempted to retreat, but the ghost hands were clutching the Ghost Bamboo Stick tightly. Meanwhile, the Blood Flesh Immortal turned around, head protruding, making a "huh huh" noise, clearly intending to deliver a close-range phlegm attack on Yang Xiao.
In that critical moment, the Ghost Sleeve Robe ability activated, and the freshly ejected phlegm bizarrely flew back, "smacking" onto the Blood Flesh Immortal’s face.
"Aaargh!!" The Blood Flesh Immortal let out a pig-like scream as half of his face’s flesh corroded away as if splashed with strong acid.
In excruciating pain, the Blood Flesh Immortal lunged towards Yang Xiao, seemingly intending to crush him with his weight. But Yang Xiao knew when to stop. He retracted the Ghost Bamboo Stick and vanished into the puddle behind him.
The Blood Flesh Immortal missed his target, unable to stop immediately, until he crashed into a tree.
Upon contact with the Blood Flesh Immortal’s body, the tree’s bark was directly corroded away, though not as exaggerated as the vomit phlegm, yet enough to prove this person was untouchable. Once his ability was activated, his whole body was corrosive.
The Blood Flesh Immortal, half his face destroyed by Yang Xiao, seemed to descend into madness, consistently spewing four concentrated phlegm attacks towards Yang Xiao. Having learned from the previous incident, Yang Xiao dodged them all, having grasped the rhythm of the battlefield.
But as the fourth attack was dodged, Yang Xiao suddenly sensed a scheme in the Blood Flesh Immortal’s small eyes. Turning around, he finally realized the true intention—it was not aimed at him but at Butterfly Lady. Butterfly Lady was currently engaged with another Ghost-level Apostle, fighting fiercely, with no energy to spare on attacks from behind.
"Watch out!!" Yang Xiao shouted a warning, but it was clearly too late.
Fortunately, at the last moment, someone appeared and knocked Butterfly Lady aside.
It was naturally Chen Nang’s turn to act. He had been keeping an eye on Yang Xiao’s situation and had seen the Blood Flesh Immortal’s attack methods, knowing that the flesh phlegm couldn’t be blocked with a magic artifact, or it would corrode the artifact.
Seeing the trees around them rot to death, Butterfly Lady broke out in a cold sweat, but now was not the time to express gratitude. Each had their tasks; Butterfly Lady returned to battle, becoming even more relentless, while Chen Nang retreated, continuing his role as a free agent.
Now, the fight on Chen Nang’s side was nearly over. Of the five Fierce-level Apostles, he had slain two, severely wounded one, and the remaining two were barely holding on due to years of tacit cooperation.
Losing was a matter of time; Chen Nang constantly guarded against their attempts to flee separately.
"Come over! Move towards me!" Suddenly, the Blood Flesh Immortal roared angrily, jumping towards the remaining teammates, as if ready to assist them.
To obstruct Yang Xiao, the Blood Flesh Immortal didn’t hesitate to spit two more blobs of phlegm, blocking Yang Xiao’s path. Yang Xiao couldn’t understand why the Blood Flesh Immortal actively headed into the encirclement, but experience told him this person wasn’t so kind-hearted.
Just as Yang Xiao suspected, the remaining Fierce-level Apostles, under the lead of two Ghost-level Apostles, scrambled towards the Blood Flesh Immortal. At that moment, an anomaly occurred; the Blood Flesh Immortal moved close to one of them, and the next second, the ghost hands from his abdomen shot out again, tightly grasping the nearest Ghost-level teammate, completely catching him off guard.
A horrifying scene played out. The Apostle, mid-stage Ghost-level in strength, let out excruciating screams as his flesh boiled and peeled off, eventually becoming a puddle of thick flesh "sucked" into the Blood Flesh Immortal through the ghost hands.
Simultaneously, the previously stripped flesh on the Blood Flesh Immortal received nourishment, and the injuries on his face healed significantly.
Within mere breaths, a living person was sucked dry, reduced to bones.
And this was just the beginning. After casually discarding the bones, the Blood Flesh Immortal began a massacre of his own, killing another Ghost-level Apostle and two Fierce-level Apostles in a blink. They wanted to flee, but it was impossible after being hit with blood phlegm and stuck close to his swollen body.
The top of the Fierce-level, delayed by injuries, was stunned by the scene. Just as he intended to flee, Yang Xiao caught up and struck first, slashing him down to the ground, cracking his skull, dead beyond resurrection.
Recalling the Blood Flesh Immortal’s previous words, asking to hand over the flesh so he could taste it, Yang Xiao realized what he thought was just intimidation was no joke.
This guy could devour the flesh of other Apostles to replenish himself. This move’s ruthlessness was even more terrifying than his own dark-skinned human leather.
Having killed and "absorbed" all except Funeral Guanyin, including two Ghost-level and two half-step Ghost-level or Peak of Fierce-level counterparts, this might have been favorable for Yang Xiao, yet he wasn’t the least bit pleased. The Blood Flesh Immortal’s body was undergoing unprecedented changes, swelling so much that his head was almost invisible, and his belly swelled like it was about to give birth.
At the same time, the Blood Flesh Immortal’s spiritual power surged, surpassing Ku Daoist and Funeral Bodhisattva, reaching the Peak of the Ghost Level.
