Chapter 138 Dragonfly Devouring Evil
Besides vision.

All of Wu Xian's senses told him that there was a bloody river filled with wronged souls and evil spirits ahead.

But with previous experience.

Wu Xian was not easily credulous, nor was he easily uncredulous.

He half-knelt with his palms placed thirty centimeters above the ground. His body was shaking slightly due to standing on one leg for a long time, but fortunately his balance was better than that of ordinary people.

Earth Spike Curse!
Wu Xian flicked his fingers slightly and released the spell, but his hands didn't touch anything, which made his face change and his feet stopped in mid-air and didn't move.

The Earth Spike Curse is a rare spell.

The effect is to release a ground spike with a volume of one cubic meter. The shape can be customized by the caster. The ground spike that Wu Xian just released was a short and fat ground spike with a height of only thirty centimeters rising under his palm.

If there was flat ground below, it would have touched his palm.

Although thirty centimeters is a bit wasteful, it is the optimal height. If it is lower, Wu Xian's posture will be difficult to maintain. If it is higher, the spikes will block the way and Wu Xian will have difficulty moving forward.

But the thorns did not appear.

This means that there is indeed a river of unknown depth under his feet, and the girl did not lie to him!

"Come down!"

“Stay with us!”

"We are all together, we are all in the blood, you can come too."

The pungent smell of blood surged, and the vengeful spirits below kept calling out to Wu Xian. Their bodies kept colliding with the blood pool. When one floated up, he would be pushed down by another, just like koi fish fighting for food in a fish pond...

These sounds made Wu Xian recall a series of horrifying images in his mind. He was suddenly glad that he had his eyes closed so he didn't have to see the horrifying scene before him.

After a moment, the smell of blood suddenly disappeared.

The girl said to Wu Xian in surprise: "The Naihe River has disappeared again. Big brother, you can go forward now."

Wu Xian was slightly stunned.

This disappears?
Then Wu Xian remembered that the ghost had said before that the road to the underworld was unpredictable and was changing every moment. Maybe not all their words were lies, but some of them were true.

After all, a lie that is nine out of ten true and one out of ten false is the most deceptive.

Wu Xian used his armor to test and confirmed that there was solid ground ahead before he stepped forward.

Go further back.

The more difficult it is to move forward.

The Naihe River tributaries filled with vengeful spirits and blood, the march of ghost ants that devoured everything, the heavy guillotine that was powerful enough to chop a person in half, the abyss that would be impossible to climb out of once you fell into it...

Every step is fraught with danger.

Fortunately, the girl had been reminding Wu Xian and helped him get through it safely, so that he didn't even have a scratch on his body.

The girl's grandfather had been advising his granddaughter to stay away from this living person, but the girl still stubbornly helped Wu Xian, which made her gain a little trust from Wu Xian.

I don’t know when the old man seemed to have given up, and his voice, like that of the Taoist priest and monk, never appeared again.

As the number of steps remaining decreases.

Wu Xian could feel that some kind of changes were occurring in him. His skin became much colder and his body temperature was almost the same as the ambient temperature. The human smell on his body gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a faint stench of decay. His skin became stiff and pale like a dead person.

It looks like a transformation towards death.

But Wu Xian could feel it.

The only thing that went from life to death was his appearance.

The black scale skin and the fashionable evil skin were transformed into a shroud with a cold and deadly meaning, and Wu Xian's warm life was covered by this outer garment.

When he reached the 24th step, the situation that Wu Xian least wanted to encounter occurred!

"Big brother, be careful... He's here... He's right behind you!"

"Hush, little girl, don't talk!"

This time, the person who spoke was a man with a hoarse voice. While walking those few steps, Wu Xian chatted with the girl. Through her eyes, Wu Xian confirmed the surrounding environment and found that the scholar did not lie about one thing.

That means there really is a ghost, observing Wu Xian from afar!

The ghost had long hair and white clothes. Blood from his chest flowed all the way to his feet. His face was pale and numb, and his eyes were ferocious and terrifying.

When Wu Xian took the 25th step.

The ghost finally started to move.

Snapped!
The man in white patted Wu Xian's shoulder stealthily.

Wu Xian didn't look back, but swung his shield to attack behind him.

bass!
The shield hit nothing.

But this time it was not the feeling of nothingness. Wu Xian could feel that something was rushing past him. The speed of this thing was strange, and there was a whirring sound when it moved.

"call……"

Wu Xian's eyelids jumped suddenly, as if a breath had suddenly blown on his left eyelid!

The breath carried the stench of a corpse and the cold smell of blood. Wu Xian shuddered and almost opened his eyes to look, but he still resisted the urge.

Seeing that Wu Xian was just enduring it, the sneaky man in white became more aggressive. He placed his cold fingers on Wu Xian's eyelids, and gradually exerted force, as if he wanted to dig Wu Xian's eyes out!

Swish!
Wu Xian activated his armor, and suddenly many spikes appeared on his face, forcing the finger back, but this could only temporarily slow down the sneaky attack of the man in white.

He closed his eyes and could not sense his surroundings.

If he continues like this, only death will await him.

He was like a panicked beast being targeted by a hunter. He knew the danger existed, but didn't know the hunter's exact location. As long as the hunter pulled the trigger, he would fall down.

The sneaky guy in white didn't even need to kill Wu Xian. It would be considered a success as long as he could force Wu Xian to open his eyes or change position.

A fierce look flashed in Wu Xian's eyes.

Even if a hunter hunts a wild beast, there is a possibility that the beast will kill him in return!
"Since I can't see... let the things that can see help me attack!"

"Insect-eating curse!"

Clatter, click, click...

Suddenly, some large insects emerged from the air in Wu Xian's hands. Based on the touch, Wu Xian felt that each of these insects was as big as a stag beetle, with a heavy body and sharp barbs on their feet and shells.

If he hadn't been born with thick skin, just these bugs crawling under his hands would have been enough to make Wu Xian bleed.

Twenty Yellow Springs dragon beetles appeared in succession, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and flew towards the sneaky man. The sneaky man who teased Wu Xian was immediately entangled by the dragon beetles.

The white-clothed ghost suddenly screamed: "What is this thing..."

Pfft, pfft.

There were several sounds of water beetles being crushed. These insects were still too fragile.

Then the white-clothed ghost let out a shrill scream. His flesh and blood were being torn apart by water beetles. These water beetles even drilled into his skin and gnawed at his internal organs!

For ghosts, internal organs generally do not play a role in sustaining life, but after all, internal organs are part of their bodies, and eating their internal organs will cause harm to them.

And once the bugs get inside, it’s hard to get them out just because you want to!
　Let me give a brief explanation about the river in the underworld. I dare not say it is a popular science article because I also read about it from other places.

In various literary and artistic works, there are many names for the rivers in the underworld, such as Huangquan, Wangchuan, Sanzu River, and Naihe River.

But in fact, Naihe River is the Styx in the original Chinese mythology.

Huangquan originally referred to an underground river, and was later used to refer to the underworld.

The River Lethe actually originates from Greek mythology.

The Sanzu River originates from Japanese mythology.

But now Naihe is the least well-known, hahaha.

　
(End of this chapter)