The Creatures That We Are - Chapter 543: Exorcize Souls, Banish Spirits

Chapter 543: Exorcize Souls, Banish Spirits

One second passed. Then three.

Nothing happened on the court.

As someone who had seen Spring create a crater on the road during the Crimson Tide, Gao Yang was at first pumped up, and then embarrassed.

Wait, Master Spring, don’t make a mistake when it matters most! You’ve called out the name of your move, then nothing?!

But Gao Yang realized that things weren’t what they seemed, and his eyes glinted.

Clack, crackle.

The polygonal prison made of violet crystal cracked, and the cracks grew and spread like quickly growing vines until covering the entire walls. There was a bright clink, followed by a powerful shockwave, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

The prison of crystal shattered instantly into countless clear pieces, dreamy like a fantastical violet snow.

“Shit!”

Nine Frost cursed in concern. Now that the prison was broken, the little abomination would come out.

“Don’t worry.” Gao Yang, on the other hand, was relieved.

Midair, the curled-up little abomination remained unmoving—not because it didn’t want to move, but it couldn’t.

Spring’s Heavenly Might applied not only from the top to the bottom, but also from all directions; however, it would take some time.

That was why White Dew had bought him time with the violet crystal prison. Spring was allowed to pin the little abomination to a single point along with the prison walls by contracting his Heavenly Might around it.

His ten fingers curled little by little until his hands were balled into fists.

Whoosh. A powerful current rippled out. It seemed like nothing had happened, but closer observation would reveal that the little abomination’s curled-up body was going tense again, and the dense crimson force field around it was distorting and quickly shuddering.

Whoosh.

Three seconds later, the pressure doubled.

Gusts of wind swept outward near the ground. Gao Yang and his teammates had to narrow their eyes.

“Aghhh—” The little abomination screamed in a cowering posture, the dense force field around it crumbling into red gas and retracting into its body.

Whoosh.

The pressure doubled again, reaching the limit.

The little abomination was squashed to the point of losing its form, resembling a ball of flesh. Flickering an insidious red light, it fought hard against the terrifying pressure that could compress a body of flesh and bones into a small marble.

Their power reached a precarious balance.

If Spring could apply a little more power, the little abomination would burst into blood and get compressed into a small crimson ping pong ball; similarly, if the little abomination had a little more power, Spring’s Heavenly Might would’ve crumbled and failed.

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Gao Yang started. What?! It’s still growing and evolving even at the verge of its death?!

That’s not a simple monstrosity, but the devil!

Clack, clack. Excited footsteps sounded. Gao Yang was glad to hear it. Before he could turn around, a supple body jumped onto his back, and a pair of arms found their way around his neck.

Rubbing Gao Yang’s cheek with hers, Fresh Snow spoke in a choked-up voice brimming with both joy and petulance. “Gao Yang! I miss you so much…”

Gao Yang was just about to say something when White Dew cut in gently yet angrily, “How many times do I have to tell you this? Don’t give one-sidedly, or you’re gonna end up with nothing!”

“Yeah, wolfing down hot tofu is gonna burn your mouth. There’s a method to getting someone to marry into the family… Geez, hurry! I can’t hang on for much longer!” Spring clenched his teeth. His hands, unable to ball into fists properly, started trembling.

“Okay!”

Fresh Snow jumped down from Gao Yang’s back and ran toward the court. She was wearing a hooded red cape and running barefooted. Midway, she turned around to wink at Gao Yang. “Watch me, Gao Yang!”

She skipped her way like a little kid playing around, but she was quick, and she reached the heart of the court in no time.

She crouched down with both hands on the ground, jumping gracefully like a small cat. The hood fell back, and her cape fluttered. Her soft silver hair danced around. Her crimson eyes glinted brilliantly like gems.

“Exorcize Souls!”

She extended her right hand with four fingers pressed together, pushing it toward the balled-up little abomination.

Swoosh. A strange intangible wind swept toward the little abomination, and its translucent blue spirit was forced out, incorporeal.

The spirit paused, looking at its body in confusion, at a loss.

Yet its instinct to kill remained. Since it could still move, it charged at Fresh Snow without hesitation even though it was now a spirit.

“Banish Spirits!”

Fresh Snow twirled gracefully and scattered a force field of spiritual energy with both hands like flower petals. Instantly, three incorporeal ancient bronze gates appeared at the little abomination’s back, left, and right, locking it down.

The little abomination raged, but it couldn’t move.

The three gates were shut but not locked. The left and right handles were respectively the hideous heads of an ox and a horse, looking ruined and bleak like artifacts from the netherworld.

Facing the little abomination’s spirit, Fresh Snow lifted her right hand and moved it around casually, without rhyme or reason.

Every wave of her hand summoned a cool green lightning out of nowhere.

“Dead Dog.”

“Hidden Arrow.”

“Yin Sparrow.”

“Thief Swallower.”

“Flying Poison.”

“Filth Removal.”

“Stinking Lung.[1]”

Fresh Snow chanted slowly, without emotion.

The seven lightning came down one after another, hitting the monster in the head, chest, abdomen, two hands, and two feet.

Every time a lightning strike, a green energy would burst out of the little abomination’s body and turn into twisted, struggling skeletons, wailing in pain before dispersing into green smoke.

After the seven strikes, the little abomination became translucent and thin, like it would fade into air.

Fresh Snow extended her right hand toward it and made a clear snap.

Creak.

Compelled by their master, the three bleak ancient bronze gates creaked.

Fresh Snow continued to bring down the last three judgments carelessly.

“Fetus Light.”

“Bright Spirit.”

“Secret Mind.[2]”

The three gates quickly opened, revealing an endless darkness where choruses of pained screams came from.

The little abomination’s spirit was disassembled into countless thin strands, sucked into the three gates. Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The three gates shut after five seconds, merciless.

Fresh Snow slowly descended and turned around, her silver hair slowly dropping.

“End.”

The three bronze gates dissolved instantly into crystal-clear particles before dispersing quietly. Fresh Snow’s pretty face seemed pale, her expression a mix of exhaustion and aloofness. She looked like a girl from the netherworld, dangerous and not to be challenged.

But then she looked up at Gao Yang, who wasn’t far from her.

“Gao Yang!”

She broke into a smile with her eyes curved into crescent moons, running happily toward him.

1. In the Daoist belief, a person has three hun, souls, and seven po, spirits. And these are the seven spirits, which govern the physical body. ☜

2. And these are the three souls, which governs the intangible part of a person. ☜