Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 162: Eliminating the Monster

In the mountain forest, Chen Chuan , carrying a machete, with the Snow Emperor Blade and a bulging bag on his back, was climbing the mountain alone.

It was almost July, and the mountains were full of poisonous snakes and insects during this season. However, he had made sufficient preparations, bringing a lot of insect repellent, applying ointment, and wearing a scratch-resistant jacket, essentially providing full-body protection.

Even if there were...

The mountain roads had not been walked for many years and were already difficult to recognize.

Fortunately, after walking for more than half an hour, he discovered some dilapidated mountain paths paved with stone steps. Judging by their style, they were from old times, likely from the same era as the mountain temple. This made it easier to find his way. Along the way, he used the machete to cut through thorns and bushes, creating a path, which would also make it easier for him to descend the mountain later.

This mountain wasn't high, only five or six hundred meters, but some of the slopes were quite steep. However, this didn't hinder him. After finding a path, he climbed up in one breath without even changing his breathing.

Despite it being June or July, the mountain forest was very cool. Now, at the top of the mountain, the temperature had dropped abnormally, making him feel like he had returned to winter.

However, he didn't feel cold at all; instead, he felt very comfortable.

He finally saw the mountain temple. In front of the temple were two bulging-eyed, pointed-cheeked ghost head stone lantern stands, their edges worn away by wind and rain, barely recognizable as their original ferocious forms.

The mountain temple had a mountain gate in front. The walls on both sides had collapsed, leaving only half of the front wall. Various grasses and vines grew among the scattered tiles.

Passing through the mountain gate, a clearing appeared, along with a winding mountain path leading upwards. From here, he could already see the eaves of the temple above.

However, after reaching this point, all the insect and bird sounds that had been present in the mountain disappeared. Everything became quiet, with only the sound of wind blowing occasionally.

Reaching this point, he took out a water cup, drank some water, and then went up the mountain path. After a while, he arrived at the temple. The two doors had long since collapsed and been destroyed. Stepping over the threshold, he saw that the mountain temple's space wasn't too large, about a hundred square meters. Everywhere was covered in dust and broken bricks. Broken beams and pillars lay horizontally on the ground, and most of the roof had collapsed, with only the altar barely providing cover.

He walked closer but found that the platform where the statue had been enshrined was empty. There was nothing there.

He didn't seem surprised.

Because according to previous information, the Supernatural Entity's roaming range had expanded to several nearby mountains. To see it in the temple, one needed to have offerings.

He put down the bag on his back, first taking out a bamboo basket containing a pre-prepared, unconscious white goose. Then, he successively took out an Incense burner, a thick cushion, and a can of old tea.

Some of these things were obtained from Cheng Zitong , and some were collected by Ren Shu from various people based on the descriptions in the files.

To resolve this Supernatural Entity, he had put in a lot of effort. No Supernatural Entity had ever had such thorough preparation.

He first took some tea leaves from the old tea can, poured them into a transparent glass he had brought, and then poured water from the thermos into it. However, he didn't drink it but placed it aside.

Then, he lit the Incense burner. After the fragrance spread inside the main hall, he picked up the bamboo basket, went to the altar, and directly killed the white goose as a sacrifice on the altar.

Afterward, he walked back, placed the horizontal blade on his knees, and sat there cross-legged.

Based on the previous situation, this type of Supernatural Entity needed offerings and repeatedly demanded them, indicating that its activity was related to the offerings. This was very similar to the Flying Head Monster, so it was very likely that the same method could be used to weaken and eliminate it.

However, this was just a hypothesis. The situation of this Supernatural Entity was somewhat complicated, making it difficult to investigate clearly beforehand. It was hard to say what it was. So this time, his plan was that if he could handle it, he would; if he couldn't, he would retreat first and then find a way with Cheng Zitong later, without needing to be reckless.

He waited slowly, but there was no movement around him. He didn't waste time, guiding his breathing and silently guiding the growth of the Mutated Tissue, occasionally adding some new incense to the Incense burner.

The sky outside gradually darkened. Seeing this, he lit several torches, inserted them around, and then returned to his original position to sit down.

After a long time, he seemed to hear some kind of chewing sound in his ear. His heart stirred, and he looked up, only to see that the white goose on the altar had disappeared.

The sound wasn't coming from the front but from the back.

His eyes flickered slightly. He exerted a little force with his legs, keeping his upper body still, and slowly stood up from the spot, turning around. Just as he turned around, the chewing sound disappeared, and there seemed to be a dark mass outside the temple door.

He picked up a flashlight from his side, raised the Snow Emperor Blade, and walked outside. At the door, he shone the light and saw that a hunched statue had appeared there at some point, but it was facing away from him.

But rather than a statue of a god, it was more like a statue of a ghost. The statue's hands almost touched the ground, the upper body was large, and the lower body was slender, as if it was squatting there.

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He slowly walked around to the front, and when he saw it clearly, his expression froze.

He suddenly discovered that this was actually a headless Mountain Ghost statue!

Thoughts raced through his mind. He hadn't known about this situation before, which meant that the previously conceived method of resolving the Supernatural Entity was completely off and might have to be overturned entirely.

Because usually, when facing a Supernatural Entity that was originally complete but later became incomplete, the correct way to deal with it was to find the missing part.

In that case, the Mountain Ghost wasn't looking for offerings at all but was just trying to find its lost head! Otherwise, there was no way to solve it.

This couldn't be found in a hurry, so he immediately decided to retreat from here. He didn't even take the things from the temple and retreated without hesitation.

But after only taking a few steps, there was movement behind him. At the same time...

Looking up, he saw that the Mountain Ghost statue had actually moved and was rustling as paint and mud fell from it.

After a thought, he stood still.

Because it would be easy for him to leave, but if the Mountain Ghost wasn't satisfied with this offering, it might go to the nearby villagers. Although the villagers had experience dealing with it, he couldn't just let it go; that's not how things were done.

He looked at the Mountain Ghost statue, gripped the Snow Emperor Blade in his hand, and decided that since he couldn't leave for the time being, he wouldn't.

The Mountain Ghost statue had now straightened up, looking about two meters, almost three meters tall. Facing Chen Chuan , it jumped straight towards him.

Chen Chuan moved his feet, dodging to the side. The statue slammed onto the ground with a thud, and a large pile of dust fell from its body, with smoke billowing all around.

However, missing the first strike, it paused for a moment and then followed up closely...

Chen Chuan kept dodging. At this moment, he was sure that the Mountain Ghost statue's Speed wasn't too exaggerated, and he could easily deal with it.

But this was only because he was the one standing here because Supernatural Entity-type invasions weren't mainly about direct attacks but about intangible invasions.

At this moment, it could be seen that...

Just in the process of dodging, he discovered that...

In that case, he had to find a solution.

After dodging once more, he retreated into the temple. As he entered, he came into the area enveloped in fragrance, and the fading signs on his body weakened slightly.

He then picked up a machete. After waiting for a moment, he saw the statue leaping down from above. He dodged and struck the statue with the machete, smashing a large piece off it.

However, the fading manifestation on his body suddenly intensified, and the broken area disappeared after a few breaths, as if the attack had never happened.

Seeing this, he judged that any contact with it would intensify the invasion, even if it was contact through something, and that violence couldn't break or delay it.

He was also wondering in his heart where the thing's head was.

He suspected that it was the work of the Feitou Cult because at one point, the Feitou Cult had knocked off the heads of enshrined statues everywhere. If so, then it had already been destroyed, and there was no way to get it back, which would become a dead end.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of a detail. The legends of the Three Mountains said that this Mountain Ghost "eats with its abdomen, chewing it like candy."

That's right, eats with its abdomen!

He suddenly thought of a possibility, looking sharply at the statue's abdomen. Could it be what he thought it was?

He quickly turned his thoughts, deciding to take a risk.

After dodging another attack, he conveniently picked up the thermos and drank all the water inside in one go. Then, he took a deep breath, mobilizing the Mutated Tissue in his body.

At the same time, he picked up the cup of tea. At this moment, there were no tea leaves inside but wriggling black worms. He waited for the statue to jump up again and land on the ground, and then he splashed it, scattering all the worms on the Mountain Ghost statue's body.

As soon as those worms made contact, they burrowed into the statue's body, corroding small holes on the surface. The Mountain Ghost's movements also slowed down as a result.

At this moment, taking advantage of this instant, Chen Chuan stepped on the ground, rushed forward, and thrust one hand straight into the statue's abdomen. It felt like breaking through a layer of tough cowhide.

With this contact,

He remained unmoved, reaching inside and groping for a while. He suddenly grabbed something. His eyes narrowed, and he pulled hard, taking out a blue-faced, fanged head, not a statue but a purely dried head!

"It really is here!"

This head wasn't taken away but was inside the Mountain Ghost's belly!

At this time, he no longer hesitated. Seeing that the statue was about to resume action, he placed the head on the broken neck and held it firmly. The statue trembled and struggled for a while, finally becoming quiet.

Chen Chuan saw that a trace of blood was seeping out from the broken neck of the statue, slowly flowing down. After a while, he heard a cracking sound in his ear. Cracks appeared all over the statue, and it began to break apart piece by piece, finally turning into countless Dust, all scattered on the ground.