The woman demon was convinced that I wouldn't kill her and let the live person die along with her, so she acted so recklessly.
I smirked and mocked, "Is that all you've got? You dare to do evil with such limited ability?"
The demon did not respond to my taunt, but made a pitiful expression with the woman's face, pleading with me, "Come on, come and kill this innocent person."
The smile on my lips grew wider, "Sure, I'll grant your wish." Before the words were finished, the Unpaid Sword in my hand pierced through the woman's palm without any hesitation, tearing apart a pile of fallen leaves, and pierced into her chest without any mistake, staining her white dress with fresh blood.
The woman coughed up blood uncontrollably, and a black shadow ran out of her body at the moment the Unpaid Sword pierced into her chest.
"You really did it," the demon's hoarse voice sounded incredulous.
I pulled out the Unpaid Sword, and blood spurted out like a fountain from the woman's body.
I immediately took a step forward, caught the falling woman, quickly put a pill into her mouth, and looked at the black mist in front of me, saying in a cold voice, "This time, I'll see where you can hide."
Holding the woman in one hand and the sword in the other, I exclaimed, "Unpaid Hell, appear!"
As I spoke, a gray figure floated out of the "Wu Chang" sword, followed by the shadow of a tree, a fox, a tiger, a stone, men, women, old and young. Countless shadows floated out of the "Wu Chang" sword, and their faces could not be clearly seen.
The black mist retreated as it sensed danger from those shadows.
"Wu Chang Hell, execution." I held the "Wu Chang" sword and struck down towards the void in front of the black mist.
The black mist instinctively wanted to escape, but those shadows were faster and almost instantly surrounded the black mist.
The black mist realized it could not escape and became vicious. "Mist Burial Heaven and Earth." A mournful voice came from the black mist, and the mist burst open, flooding the shadows of the "Wu Chang" sword.
But this phenomenon did not last long. A huge black figure emerged from the black mist, opened its mouth wide, beat its chest with both hands, and sucked in the black mist.
In another direction, an old tiger pounced out of the black mist and continuously tore at the mist.
"Ah!!! Ah!!!" The painful cries continued to come. As the black mist diminished, more and more shadows rushed out, forcing the black mist to retreat.
I looked at the woman in my arms, her face as white as paper. If I hadn't fed her a "Soul Lure" pill to suspend her soul, she would probably be dead by now. Although the black mist was forced out, it was ultimately a last resort.
As soon as I finished speaking, a gray figure floated out from the Unconditional Sword, followed by a tree shadow, foxes, tigers, stones, men, women, old and young. Countless shadows floated out from the Unconditional Sword, all of which had indistinguishable faces.
The black mist retreated as it sensed danger from those shadows.
"Unconditional Hell, Execution." I held the Unconditional Sword and swung it towards the empty space in front of the black mist.
The black mist instinctively wanted to escape, but those shadows were faster and almost instantly surrounded the black mist.
The black mist realized it couldn't escape, so it launched a fierce attack. "Mist Buries the World!" A mournful voice came from the black mist, and the mist "bang" exploded, overwhelming the shadows of the Unconditional Sword.
But this phenomenon didn't last long. A huge black figure drilled out of the black mist. It opened its big mouth, pounded its chest with both hands, and sucked the black mist into its mouth.
In another direction, a tiger pounced out of the black mist and kept biting it.
"Ah!!! Ah!!!" The painful screams kept coming, and as the black mist decreased, more and more shadows rushed out, and the black mist could only keep retreating.
I looked at the woman leaning in my arms. Her face was as white as paper. If I hadn't fed her a "Soul Hook" to hang her soul, she might have died by now. Although we had forced the black mist out, it was ultimately a bad move.
Turning my head to the battlefield, the phantoms in this Unconditional Hell were all the monsters I had collected over the years. I did not annihilate them, but collected them all into the Unconditional Sword. While accumulating merit, I also helped them accumulate some merit. Perhaps they still had a chance to be reincarnated as humans.
The black mist had been forced to the middle of the tomb, leaning on the tombstone and resisting with all its might, but it was outnumbered, and some of the phantoms were even stronger than it.
"Give up struggling." I walked towards the black mist with the woman in my arms, looking at the blurry human figure inside.
It was a woman, but most of her face had rotted away, and some of her flesh was still hanging from her face, making her look pitiful.
The black shadow woman weakly raised her head and looked at me with a resentful and hostile gaze. If she had not missed her chance to take the Dan pill, she would not have been so badly defeated.
"I have no grudge against you. Why do you have to ruin my plans?" The black shadow woman asked unwillingly.
I looked at her and could only say that we had different positions. In order to achieve my wish, I had to ruin her plans.
"Catching monsters is my mission." I spoke to clarify for her.
After getting the answer, the black shadow woman knew she was doomed to die today. She lowered her head, and the wind blew away the black mist on her body at the last moment, revealing a body that was also rotting.
But I only had time to take a quick glance. "Unconditional Heaven and Earth, Seal." My voice was urgent.
At the critical moment, countless Unpaid Swords appeared in the void, surrounding me and the woman in my arms. I stared at the shadowy woman intently, and saw her body disintegrate as the black mist dissipated. The shattered flesh and bones smashed the tombstone behind her, and the remaining part shot towards me. Fortunately, I reacted in time and was not injured by her self-destructive move.
Looking at the flesh and blood that fell from the Unpaid Sword's sealing circle, and the part that flew uncontrollably in all directions, several deep pits were formed on the ground, and distant withered trees were broken. The remaining broken stones all shattered, and the weeds were crushed into powder and scattered in the wind.
I retrieved the Unpaid Sword and stepped over the flesh and blood on the ground to the middle of the tomb, where there was a pool of blood that stained the tomb underneath bright red.
Suddenly, the soil on the tomb trembled, and without hesitation, I drew the Unpaid Sword and stabbed it into the tomb.
A muffled grunt came from the tomb, followed by the grating sound of a coffin opening and closing. I drew the Unpaid Sword and stabbed it again.
Another muffled grunt came, and a hand broke through the soil, its long nails shining in the moonlight.
"I have a request," came a voice, and a head emerged from the tomb. It was a man, with nothing different except for his pale complexion.
He seemed to have sat up from the coffin, and the soil slowly fell from his head. My Unpaid Sword was stuck in his chest, but no blood flowed out.
The man turned his head unnaturally and said to me, "I have a request."
He seemed reasonable, so I did not immediately retract the sword, but I did not pull it out either.
"What is it?" I asked.
At that critical moment, countless uncontracted swords appeared in the void, surrounding me and the woman in my arms. I stared intently at the shadowy woman and saw her body disintegrate into pieces at the moment the black mist dissipated, with flesh and bones shattering the tombstone behind her. The remaining parts flew towards me, but luckily I reacted in time and avoided being hurt by her all-or-nothing attack.
Looking at the flesh and blood falling off the uncontracted swords and some of it flying uncontrollably, several deep pits were created on the ground, and some of the withered trees in the distance were broken. The rest of the broken gravestones shattered into pieces, and the weeds were turned into powder and scattered by the wind.
I retrieved the uncontracted swords and stepped over the blood and flesh on the ground, approaching the central tomb where there was a pool of blood staining the tomb underneath.
Suddenly, the soil on the tomb began to shake, and without hesitation, I drew out the uncontracted swords and stabbed into the tomb.
A muffled grunt came from the tomb, followed by the harsh sound of the coffin opening and closing. I drew out the uncontracted swords and stabbed again.
Another muffled grunt came, and an arm broke out of the soil, its long nails shining in the moonlight.
"I have a request," a voice came, and a man's head emerged from the tomb, looking no different from any other man except for his slightly pale complexion.
He must have sat up from the coffin, with the soil slowly falling from his head. My uncontracted swords were still lodged in his chest, but no blood flowed out.
"I have a request," the man said, looking at me.
Since he seemed reasonable, I didn't immediately retract my swords, but I didn't pull out the uncontracted swords either.
"What is it?" I asked.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and reached into his left chest. With no expression on his face, he took out a Jing Dan (medicinal pill) from inside and rubbed it between his not very agile fingers. Finally, somewhat reluctantly, he threw the Jing Dan to me.
I caught it and looked at him, waiting for him to make his request.
"That's her Jing Dan, it's inside your sword. Can you revive her?" His tone was flat and sounded somewhat strange.
Looking at the Jing Dan in my hand, which was emitting strong spiritual energy fluctuations, I couldn't deceive him.
"If you're talking about the person who self-destructed earlier, she has already dispersed into the wind. No one can save her," I said.
Hearing my words, the man felt a little lost but remained calm, looking at the Jing Dan in my hand through his deep-set eyes. "So, there's no her in this world anymore," he said.
I nodded, knowing that not even a ghost doctor could bring back someone who had already dispersed into the wind.