The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 889 - The Atrocity That Extinguished

Chapter 889: Chapter 889: The Atrocity That Extinguished Humanity

Chapter 889 -889: The Atrocity That Extinguished Humanity

Huang Xiaolong stepped leisurely into the chilling darkness.

Shirley, Qingqing, Xiaohong, and Cao Dabiao hurried to follow.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong entered, he took out several incense sticks and chanted the “Fire Bell Charm” rapidly. Instantly, the firelight illuminated everything clearly.

Upon entering, Huang Xiaolong sensed gusts of yin wind and an overwhelming aura of resentment and hostility coming at him from all directions, carrying with it numerous malicious intentions. The temperature in the entire hall was definitely below freezing.

With a thought, Huang Xiaolong conjured up layers upon layers of dense light nets, each layer adorned with tiny, precise runes swimming across the mesh, faintly visible and radiating a formidable resilience.

This was a protective light net that enveloped Shirley and the others, shielding them from any ghostly or malevolent energies within the haunted house, causing them to retreat instead.

However, countless resentful spirits and ghosts seemed to be lurking in the shadows, not revealing themselves immediately. Huang Xiaolong was in no hurry, looking around with interest.

He saw that it was an expansive hall with ancient and traditional decor. Although it was now in ruins and filth, it still exuded an air of scholarly elegance!

The wooden furniture had long rotted away, the remains of a screen were toppled to one side, and on the walls hung portraits and calligraphy that were too decayed to recognize their original forms.

In one corner, a bookshelf lay scattered along with numerous fragmented wooden objects. Upon closer inspection, these turned out to be broken ship models.

The desk was covered in inches of dust. Beneath the dust, one could see instruments that Huang Xiaolong recognized as those used by ancient maritime navigators—like the lodestone, compass, and astrolabe.

“This… it’s like we’ve come to the residence of an ancient Huaxia maritime navigator,” Huang Xiaolong shook his head in speechless wonder. “Could it be that an ancient Huaxia navigator died and became a ferocious ghost?”

But this, Huang Xiaolong wasn’t very interested in. No matter who was behind the ghostly Formation wreaking havoc, Huang Xiaolong didn’t care. In the snap of a finger, he could obliterate them!

What concerned Huang Xiaolong the most was that mysterious black dagger.

His gaze shifted and immediately saw an altar table!

On the table was the black dagger, emitting an endless mysterious aura. On the dagger was an ancient seal character “一”. At that very moment, the other three daggers Huang Xiaolong carried also resonated with strong vibrations!

“Haha~~ Finally found you! It’s just like they say… ‘No need for exhaustive efforts when what you seek comes easily’.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled to himself.

It seemed that the long journey from Huaxia to the Bermuda area was worthwhile after all.

Cao Dabiao was also visibly excited, actually kneeling in front of the black dagger with his hands clasped together in deep reverence.

Indeed, if it weren’t for this black dagger, Cao Dabiao would likely have been dead a long time ago.

Just then, with a whooshing sound, a gust of yin wind blew past, and countless brutal and fierce resentments and intentions swept through like a tidal wave, causing various objects in the hall to clatter loudly.

Within the yin wind, groups of blurry figures gradually became solid.

A glance revealed dozens of ghastly figures hanging from the ceiling, their bodies dripping with netherblood, heads drooping to one side, tongues protruding over a foot long, eyes bulging with blood, and faces twisted in ferocious rage, as if they had died with grievances unappeased.

These dozens of hanging ghosts were all dressed in sailor’s garb and bore countless bite marks on their bodies, as if they had been horrifically gnawed to death by some terrible beast.

“Ah~~~!!! Gangzi! Dazhuzi!” Cao Dabiao let out a heart-wrenching scream, overwhelmed by both fury and fear to the utmost degree.

Huang Xiaolong’s heart stirred, “Oh? Are these the crew members who disappeared with you that day?”

Cao Dabiao burst into tears with a wail, “Yes… yes, they are all my crew, my brothers!”

“It turns out they were all killed by malevolent ghosts,” a flash of murderous intent crossed Huang Xiaolong’s mind. “In their lifetime, they were bitten to pieces by malevolent ghosts, their yang energy sucked dry until they perished… truly a tragic death… After death, their bodies were even hung up…”

Huang Xiaolong directly took out the soul tube and collected the souls of these crew members. After returning to Huaxia, he would send them to the underworld to be reincarnated.

Cackle cackle cackle~~ Cackle cackle cackle~~ Cackle cackle cackle~~~

Sudden cries of ghostly howls rang out, the hall suddenly shook, and dust fell from the ceiling. An overwhelming tide of resentment and ghostly energy burst forth. Soon, this resentment and ghostly energy coalesced, transforming into ferociously malevolent ghosts!

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with bloodstained heads flying chaotically, and dense malevolent ghosts, some clad in ancient Huaxia sailor attire, some in retro European and American sailor costumes, each with smashed heads and spilling brains, intestines hanging out, brains splattered, some even bisected at the waist, dragging their half-bodies as they crawled and writhed in a blood-soaked plight.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet – Huang Xiaolong saw that the majority of the malevolent ghosts that materialized in this hall were of higher ranks: blue-clad malevolent ghosts, purple-clad malevolent ghosts, and even a few Ghost Kings!

Moreover, the resentment and malevolence they exuded were clearly stronger than those of other malevolent ghosts of the same rank that Huang Xiaolong had encountered before.

“Oh, I understand now, these guys are all dressed in sailor costumes; they must have died at sea. Especially these Huaxia malevolent ghosts, who died in a foreign land. Dying in the sea, and not connected to the local spirit of the land, their souls do not enter the underworld, do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, do not enter the six realms, and can only wander in the Bermuda Sea area, without being subdued by Taoists, nor liberated by monks, forever unable to transcend, which naturally makes their resentment and ferocity unparalleled! Much more brutal than malevolent ghosts of the same rank,” Huang Xiaolong pondered thoughtfully.

The malevolent ghosts in this haunted house were filled with sky-high resentment, merging into one mass, which left the entire island devoid of living creatures. Instead, it gave rise to monstrous creatures like giant pythons, which devoured each other in a brutal and terrifying manner.

However, the one who had set up the Formation in that sea area was definitely not one of the malevolent ghosts here. Even with the presence of Ghost Kings, Huang Xiaolong was certain that these malevolent ghosts were just underlings; there must be even more powerful ghosts lurking behind the scenes!

“Could it be a Ghost Immortal? A being even more powerful than the Ghost King?” Huang Xiaolong shivered slightly.

These thoughts flashed through his mind in a very short moment.

As fast as lightning, the malevolent ghosts and Ghost Kings in the hall all pounced toward Huang Xiaolong. The chilling wind whirled around, and the killing intent soared to the heavens. The violent and ruthless consciousness was so intense that even thousand-year-old demons like Qingqing and Xiaohong felt a shudder of terror.

Huang Xiaolong intended to conclude the fight swiftly, to unleash his flying sword and finish off these malevolent ghosts first.

However, with a thought, Huang Xiaolong directly released the ghost puppet from the soul tube!

The ghost puppet refined by Taoist Xia in Liu City!

This object originally required the capture of 1,000 malevolent ghosts to be refined. Once completed, it would bring about a bloody storm. At the time, Taoist Xia was only 10 ghosts short of success, but unfortunately, the ghost puppet was seized by Huang Xiaolong, leaving Taoist Xia’s work to fall short.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong extracted the ghost puppet and swiftly erased the Formation on its body, then redrew several Formations!

This was equivalent to changing the original method of refining the ghost puppet.

In other words, Huang Xiaolong upgraded the method originally used by Taoist Xia to refine the ghost puppet. As a result, the newly refined ghost puppet would be even more powerful and ferocious!

In the blink of an eye, the ghost puppet unleashed a vortex-like terrifying suction force, shattering all the malevolent ghosts that attacked in the hall!

These ghosts turned into billowing black mists, all of which were absorbed into the demonic body of the ghost puppet!

“Ah~~! Ah~~~~!” The malevolent ghosts let out heart-wrenching screams, but inevitably became nourishment for the ghost puppet.

Even the several ferocious Ghost Kings were shattered and continuously flooded into the body of the ghost puppet. Within the black mist, ghostly faces emerged, roaring, howling, and cursing, trying to break free, but to no avail.

The ghost puppet’s aura grew increasingly terrifying, and its demonic body emitted a crackling sound as a pair of tiny black wings began to sprout from its back!

These black wings continued to grow at a visible pace, soon resembling the wings of a giant bat.

“Alright, all these fierce ghosts will be devoured by my ghost puppet. There’s no need to bother with them for now,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, then walked straight to the altar, reached out, and grabbed the black dagger in his hand.

At that moment!

“Hm?” Huang Xiaolong suddenly showed a stirred emotion!

“What’s going on? There’s still a trace of consciousness in this black dagger!” Huang Xiaolong was shocked.

Indeed, Huang Xiaolong clearly felt that there was a trace of consciousness tightly winding around the black dagger!

“Hello…” A woman’s voice transmitted directly into Huang Xiaolong’s mind.

This was the trace of consciousness entwined with the black dagger attempting to communicate with Huang Xiaolong!

“Who are you?” Huang Xiaolong replied with his mind.

The consciousness wasn’t a ghostly entity, nor did it have a physical form. It was merely a single thought, an obsession.

“I didn’t expect such a powerful person to find this place…” The woman’s voice was eager. “In the past, the people who were transported here were all ordinary people, all of whom were killed by these ghosts… But today, such a powerful being has come, these cruel and evil spirits deserve to be annihilated…”

In the woman’s voice, there was a tone of relief. It seemed she was not aligned with the ghosts in this place.

A thought suddenly occurred in Huang Xiaolong’s mind. “Oh, I get it now. Captain Cao Dabiao originally entered this haunted house and was doomed, but because he grabbed this black dagger, he was confusedly transported out and saved his life. It was you who did it, right?”

“Mmm~~ My physical body and soul have perished, leaving only a wisp of obsession. The people who come to this mansion are innocent and will be tortured by the fierce ghosts. I can’t save them. However, if they get close to this wisp of my consciousness, I can still exert all my strength to transport them out, as for whether they live or die, that’s up to fate,” the woman’s voice suddenly sounded tired.

Before Huang Xiaolong could speak, the woman’s voice once again resounded in his mind. “Listen, I can feel that you are kind, and you are strong. I want to ask you for a favor…”

“What is it?” Huang Xiaolong quickly communicated with this trace of consciousness through his mind.

“Please don’t interrupt me, let me finish. I am just a wisp of consciousness, and for most of the day, I lie dormant. Within this mansion, there is a hidden atrocity of inhuman nature… If you don’t believe me, you can see for yourself… those paintings… I… I’m going to sleep now, please… please make sure to uncover this atrocity… All these years, no one has known about this atrocity, I can’t accept it! I can’t accept it! I can’t accept it!”

Can’t accept it?

This consciousness kept repeating “I can’t accept it,” showing that it was this strong and resentful obsession that kept her from being completely extinguished, instead tightly clinging to the black dagger, practically becoming one with it.

“I need to sleep for a while… please… please you…”

The woman’s voice quickly grew silent.

“An atrocity of inhuman nature?” Huang Xiaolong was astonished.

With Huang Xiaolong’s power, he could have easily erased the consciousness attached to the black dagger, but the obsession of this trace of consciousness was too deep and strong, filled with resentment and injustice, which piqued Huang Xiaolong’s great curiosity.

At that time, all the fierce ghosts, including the Ghost King, had been shattered, streaks of black mist entwined around the evolving ghost puppet.

Shirley, Qingqing, Xiaohong, and Cao Dabiao felt the pressure on their bodies suddenly dissipate like melting ice.

“Master, you’ve got the black knife, let’s get out of here,” Shirley said with a smile. “This place is creepy and no fun at all.”

Just now, that wisp of thought was a spiritual communication with Huang Xiaolong, so Shirley and the others didn’t know about it.

“Young Master! There is a painting here, look,” Qingqing pointed at a wall.

Huang Xiaolong shifted his gaze to look.

On one of the walls, there was a huge portrait.

The portrait only retained its upper half, the lower half had probably corroded away long ago, turning to ash.

It was a colored painting.

Above the portrait, there was a line of text, written in proper Huaxia script, neat and strong—”For a country to be wealthy and strong, it cannot ignore the ocean. Wealth is derived from the ocean, and danger also comes from the sea.”

“The handwriting is quite good,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

Beside this line of text, there was a painting of a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man had the appearance of a Huaxia person, wearing a white robe emblazoned with five-clawed dragons, a winged coronet on his head, his face pale and clear, with moth-like eyebrows, no beard, looking spirited and lively!

It was just an old portrait, yet it exuded an air of self-contentment and magnanimous spirit!

“This man has quite a presence,” Qingqing also praised from the side.

Then, Cao Dabiao, muttered as if lost in a trance, “So beautiful! So noble! How can there be such a beautiful and such an elegant woman in the world…”

In the portrait, next to the middle-aged man, stood an extremely beautiful woman. This woman had long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin was honey-colored, her eyes were not black but a mysterious, ocean-like azure blue, her nose slightly high, features exquisite and pretty, her demeanor serene.

Indeed, the woman in the painting was too beautiful, too elegant; together with the middle-aged man, they looked like a match made in heaven—a talented man and a beautiful woman!

However, the lower half of the painting was missing, preventing viewers from seeing the feet of the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman.

Huang Xiaolong murmured, “The middle-aged man depicted in this painting is most likely the master of this mansion, and the woman by his side, could she be his wife?”

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At that moment, Shirley exclaimed, “Unbelievable! Could this be a fabricated portrait? Look, the man in the painting is wearing ancient Huaxia official robes, and he appears to hold a high rank, but the woman in the painting is clearly not Huaxia. Was there a history of intermarriage with women of different ethnicities in ancient times, especially among officials?”

Huang Xiaolong, who had encountered souls from various dynasties in the underworld, affirmatively said after looking at the clothing of the middle-aged man in the painting, “This should be an official uniform from the Huaxia Ming Dynasty.”

“It is said that an inhuman tragedy is hidden in this old mansion. Moreover, the one who arranged the Ghost Formation has not shown up; let’s look around. I’m very curious indeed.” Huang Xiaolong smiled faintly, placing the black knife into his chest.

With the black knife in hand, Huang Xiaolong felt at ease and his curiosity about the wisp of thought’s words grew stronger, along with an intense desire to solve the mystery.

Moreover, the matter was not yet concluded; it was necessary to continue the investigation and eliminate the person who had set up the Ghost Formation.

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