C1227 Resentment(last Part)

It was clearly daytime and there was clearly light coming from the lamps, but in the eyes of the doctors in the emergency room, it was as if their eyes had been smeared with thick ink.

The most terrifying thing was that they could feel a gust of cold wind blowing around them from time to time. The wind was bone-chilling, and it was accompanied by waves of shrill cries that sounded like the cries of infants. The hairs on their bodies stood on end. None of this was enough to describe their current state of mind. Never before in their lives had they felt a sense of powerlessness and fear so close to their fingertips.

At the same time, in the residential building opposite the hospital. Nangong was twisting his body faster and faster. The small shack was filled with a cold and ruthless aura. The wooden statue of the locust tree in his hand was devoid of any spirit. The crevice was wide open, and the statue looked even more eerie and terrifying.

The expression on Nangong's face gradually turned the same as the expression on the wooden sculpture. His body was surrounded by endless black fog, and the black fog that was constantly squirming around him looked just like a child. However, the children's faces were not the least bit innocent. Their facial features were blurry, and their expressions were distorted and hideous. There was an indescribable strangeness to them.

"Scholartree Spirit Lang, Scholartree Spirit Lang, born on an ancient road in the wilderness, I request that you be a Divine General and be spared from all hardships in the countryside." Four o'clock, eight o'clock to you, daily blood to be eaten as you like. "The brilliant Yin and Yang, the sunrise in the east, traveling with the wind. The Yin children side by side, reciting the incantations with resentment …"

As soon as his words fell, the black gas that was like a baby instantly flew away and headed towards the hospital.

The moment this black gas entered the hospital, a shrill sound rang out, as if all the negative energy in the hospital was attracted to this place by a magical power. It gathered together, forming a black pillar of wind visible to the naked eye, howling and tightly wrapping Lin Bai's surroundings into a ball.

Lin Bai knew very well that this was not wind, but rather a form of resentment. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if this boundless and pure hatred invaded his mind.

If the eye could not see, then it could remain motionless within the heart. Lin Bai slightly closed his eyes. Both of his hands constantly formed hand seals in front of his chest as he gently stepped forward. He continuously drew out the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi in this area with the help of the River Diagram, in an attempt to stop the invasion of the resentment.

The air vibrated incessantly, and the mournful shrieks became clearer and clearer in his ears. Under the collision between the two, the void talismans that Lin Bai had created, under the onslaught of the resentful intent, began to flicker between light and light, and the radiance became incomparably gloomy. In fact, at the point where the talisman and the resentment came into contact, they were corroded by that incomparable pure resentment, forming small black holes, seemingly on the verge of rupturing.

In the eyes of the surrounding doctors, what was happening now was just an inexplicable fluctuation in the air. However, to Lin Bai, it was the pressure that constantly weighed down on his body and mind. Although he used his mana to seal his five senses and wanted to avoid the invasion of those resentment onto his mind, this method seemed to have no effect on those resentment.

Even though his hands were still moving mechanically, he had gathered more Void Talismans to stop the invasion of the resentment. However, under the embrace of this resentment, the cries of the infant children by Lin Bai's ears grew more and more shrill. Not only was it a high-pitched, piercing sound, it also caused one's ears to ache.

Under the pressure of this sound, Lin Bai even felt that the Dharma Idol above his head seemed to be covered in a red fog, its face blurry, but there was a strange smile on the corner of its mouth, and these infants were constantly moving around the Dharma Idol, as if they wanted to find a hole on the surface of his body and then enter into the Dharma Idol.

Although a trace of a hallucination appeared in his mind, Lin Bai was not lost. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the seal in his hands began to move steadily without any signs of stopping. He continued to manipulate the River Turtle Book continuously, condensing the Void Talisman to make up for the damage he had suffered under the onslaught of his resentment.

Following the circulation of his Dharma Idol in the air, a dazzling silver-white trigram formation appeared under his body. It was as if many fissures had suddenly appeared between the heaven and earth. Countless profound runes swirled and emitted dazzling white light outwards, directly penetrating those resentments and surrounding Lin Bai and the Dharma Idol, preventing them from being affected by external forces.

"Eh, he actually wants to use the Heaven Tri-Heaven Trigram Formation's rune to stop his own aura and cut off the onslaught of his resentment. What a good idea!" In the residential building, Nangong was currently feeling the messages of resentment. His face revealed a dark smile as he glanced at the wood carving in his hand. He laughed coldly, "But no matter how good your thoughts are, they will never escape from my grasp!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Nangong extended his hand and grabbed a fruit knife from the table. He clenched his teeth and immediately turned the knife around, aiming at his chest. The fruit knife was already extremely sharp. With a light swipe, a bright red blood vein immediately appeared on Nangong Zheng's chest, emitting a salty smell.

As if he did not feel any pain, Nangong was throwing away the fruit knife. Then, with both hands, he solemnly picked up the wooden statue of the locust tree and moved closer to his chest. When the Sage Herb Wood statue felt the fresh blood on Nangong Zheng's chest, it felt a strange vibration around the statue. The statue itself was trembling, as if it was waiting for something.

The moment the statue touched the blood on Nangong Zheng's chest, a red fog that was several times thicker than before burst out and spread into the room. As the red mist seeped out, the cracks on the body of the wooden statue widened, and some parts of the statue even started to peel off and fall to the ground.

As the red mist spread out, Nangong Zheng's body rapidly became thinner. It was as if the wooden statue of the locust tree was a bloodsucking monster that was continuously devouring the vital energy and blood in his body.

But as if he did not feel the devouring sensation, the expression on Nan Gong Zheng's face became increasingly dark and terrifying. His body twisted more and more violently as he continuously circled around the room, kowtowing and chanting non-stop.

The resentment in the room was blocked by the brilliance released by the Eight Trigrams Assimilation Formation. The black wind writhed continuously, seeming to be suffering from endless torture, yet also seeming to want to struggle with all its might to break through Lin Bai's obstruction in one go and charge into his mind and inner part of his Dharma Idol.

However, as Nangong was chanting the blood feed and incantations in the building, the black wind suddenly froze. Then, like a dream, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared in the first place. Following which, streams of black wind gathered in every corner of the emergency room and pierced towards Lin Bai like ghost blades.

Weng! * The air in the surroundings trembled incessantly, as if countless engines were rumbling at the same time, creating a cacophony of sound. None of the doctors present had ever seen such a battle before. All they could hear was the sound of an explosion in their minds before they fell limply to the ground.

The black wind rushed over, and golden beams of light shot out from the Eight Trigrams Assimilation Formation. The golden light revolved erratically, forming a transparent screen of light around Lin Bai, blocking all of the ghost heads' resentment.

As soon as the black wind formed by the resentment touched the light screen, it was completely shattered. However, these minced black winds only took a short moment to reform and take form once more. They were like a wave of ocean as they endlessly attacked the light barrier.

F * ck, these things are so f * cking hard to deal with! Lin Bai frowned as he looked at the pestering strength of these grudges. He had never seen anything as hard to deal with as these grudges, as if they were endless and inexhaustible.

Slayer the king first! Lin Bai's eyebrows shot up as he thought of an audacious solution. Since he was unable to deal with these grudges at the moment, he would first kill the witch. Once the old thing lost his life, these troublesome things would naturally disappear into thin air.

He did as he was told, Lin Bai did not hesitate and sent a wisp of his divine will into his Dharma Idol. As soon as his spiritual will entered the Dharma Idol, the Dharma Idol's hands immediately rose up and wrapped around his chest. His ten fingers moved continuously. With the movement of his hands, a small Eight Trigram pattern appeared between his hands, its shadow indistinct.

Moreover, it was different from the Heaven's Primordial Eight Trigram Formation from the underground. The Eight Trigram pattern on the Dharma Idol's hands did not exude any light, only the purest white color in the world. The moment the Eight Trigram pattern was formed, Lin Bai controlled his Dharma Idol and slowly pushed his hands out, wanting to send the Eight Trigram pattern to Nangong Zheng's location and deal a fatal blow.

However, before Lin Bai's hands could finish moving, a gust of black wind from the emergency room appeared and pounced towards the Dharma Idol. In just a few short breaths, the black wind had covered the entire eight trigrams diagram, and its monstrous resentment rushed into it. Yin and Yang clashed, and the incomparably terrifying energy wave from his magic suddenly exploded outwards!

F * ck! Looking at the scene before him, Lin Bai was completely speechless! These grudges were too f * cking strange. From the looks of it, these things were intended to block him in the emergency room. If he did not break these things, he would not need to think about making a move on Nangong Zheng.

Furthermore, in the short span of a few breaths, Lin Bai felt that his body and the aura of his Dharma Idol had become much more restrained, and even a repulsive force had appeared. But the resentment was intangible and intangible. It only had the power of a curse, so how could he break it?!

What was resentment? It was a strong hatred born from the strong reluctance, bondage, and unwillingness!

If they wanted to break through this feeling of resentment, they would naturally need to find out what was holding them back the most, and what was holding them back the most? This answer was very clear. To these grudges, it was naturally their reluctance to part with their lives, their inability to free themselves from the core of the locust tree, and their unwillingness to die even before they were born.

Unwilling, unwilling, and constrained. Thinking of this point, Lin Bai's eyes suddenly lit up as a bold idea emerged in his mind!