Chapter 215 The Alto and the Military Tank (1/2)

Ning Tao got up from on top of Bai Jing and Qing Zhui. He was in a better state than Yin Molan, but his clothes were also tattered and torn, face bloodied.

Qing Zhui and Bai Jing had also climbed up from the ground. With Ning Tao’s protection, they were practically unscathed.

“Brother Ning, are you OK?” Qing Zhui asked anxiously.

Ning Tao shook his head. He did not say a word, only staring fixedly at the Soul-devouring Urn and Bai Sheng who was on top of it. The Soul-devouring Urn had devoured those innocent girls, and even including Bai Sheng’s vassals. It had released him from the ropes bound to his hands and legs. Just after he had confirmed this situation and aiming his Mauser pistol at Bai Sheng, he immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot was fired. A bullet flew in the direction of Bai Sheng.

For a distance lesser than twenty to thirty meters, the time taken for the bullet to travel was negligible. In the instant when the gunshot was heard, a huge explosion was produced within the cave, sparks flew.

However, a pity was that, Bai Sheng was not blasted, but rather the stone wall behind him. A large hole in the stone wall was created, stone debris flew like bomb fragmentations. A piece of broken rock of about the size of a fist flew in the direction of the Soul-devouring Urn, but just before it could hit the urn, its course was magically diverted. Like a planet in orbit, it went around the Soul-devouring Urn, and flew towards Ning Tao who had fired the gun.

Bai Jing lifted her hand and struck right on that piece of rock. It split it into four pieces, then falling to the ground finally.

Ning Tao was shocked. The bullet had gone by too rapidly, so he could not see clearly at all. However, the piece of rock had traveled more slowly, allowing him to see more clearly. He could deduce that, the bullet from the Mauser pistol had completely bypassed Bai Sheng and the Soul-devouring Urn, ending up on the stone wall behind them!

“I’ve said it, it’s no use. You all must die here. This time I will not give you any chance to escape!” Bai Sheng’s voice.

Bang bang bang!

Ning Tao fired at the Soul-devouring Urn and Bai Sheng thrice consecutively.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three bullets still could not hit Bai Sheng and the Soul-devouring Urn. Once they flew near to the Soul-devouring Urn, it would be led by an inexplicable force field, changing its course and hitting the stone wall behind instead. That stone wall had been thoroughly destroyed, the cracks on it resembled a huge spiderweb.

Ning Tao was troubled. His greatest weapon was the Mauser pistol, yet Bai Sheng had the protection of the Soul-devouring Urn. The bullet could not reach Bai Sheng at all. How would he be able to kill Bai Sheng?

“Aiyah—” Bai Sheng suddenly waved his hands, screaming.

Buzz!

The Soul-devouring Urn shook, and a frightening wave of energy was suddenly released.

With nowhere to run, Ning Tao, Qing Zhui, Bai Jing and Yin Molan had been blown away. Like fallen leaves in the wind, they collided into the stone wall behind them.

This time round, Ning Tao could not protect anyone else in time, but he was shielded by the air sac of spiritual power. Other than being affected by mild concussion, he was not severely injured. On the other hand, Yin Molan, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing had thrown up blood, they were severely injured!

Ning Tao jumped up immediately, shielding before Qing Zhui, Bai Jing and Yin Molan.

Bai Sheng did not manage to seize the opportunity. After all, the Soul-devouring Urn was a magic tool, not an automated weapon like an autocannon which could ceaselessly launch thousands of cannons in a minute. It needed some time to “recharge” for every attack it made.

Ning Tao was not sure what a magic tool ranked ten in a ranking like the top ten evil magic tools meant, but he was certain that the Soul-devouring Urn was not something his Mauser pistol could destroy.

Yin Molan, Bai Jing and Qing Zhui had recovered for a moment, then gradually stood up one after another. With bruises and blood all over, they looked incredibly pathetic.

Ning Tao said, “Stand behind me in a single file.”

Yin Molan, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing were stunned for a split second, but very quickly understood. Qing Zhui stood behind Ning Tao, followed by Bai Jing and lastly Yin Molan. With Ning Tao at the front, they had formed a line. During the process, Ning Tao had opened his small medicine chest, but did not take anything out of it.

Bai Sheng sneered, “What are you all doing? Queueing up for the death package?”

Just as he had finished speaking, the ledger of bamboo slips in Ning Tao’s medicine chest shook lightly. The Sacred Needle pinched in Bai Sheng’s fingers was instantly sucked to the ledger of bamboo slips and stuck on it like a magnet.

Bai Sheng was shocked, “What’s that?”

Ning Tao said coolly, “It’s my ledger in which I’ve written all the misdeeds you’ve committed. All that you’ve owed me, you will have to return.” He picked up the Sacred Needle. “You can’t even take a needle from me, much less taking my life? Don’t you think you’re so childish?”

“Me, childish? Hahaha!” Bai Sheng suddenly laughed. “It’s you who are childish. It’s you who are ignorant too! You don’t even know how to make good use of the cultivation resources you have, except to waste it on foolish things like saving lives. Do you know? This world is changing, humanity is twisted, desires are inflated, new demons are created every day. The world will undergo a drastic change whenever this happens. The last time it happened was during the beginning of the magic ancient age, when countless deities and spirits were birthed.”

Ning Tao placed the Sacred Needle back into his small medicine chest.

Bai Sheng grew more agitated the more he spoke. “This is a one in a million chance. It is the timeless truth that great people are birthed from circumstances. I will become the leading pioneer of this era and accomplish great things. You rascals are merely ants before me. Consuming your flesh and soul will make the Soul-devouring Urn’s tool soul stronger. Then it will assist me to become the Demon King of the Orient!”

“You’re sick, you need to come see me,” Ning Tao said nonchalantly.

Bai Sheng suddenly jerked forward, as the Soul-devouring Urn had tilted all of a sudden. The mouth of the urn had been pointed towards Ning Tao, Qing Zhui, Bai Jing and Yin Molan.

Only then did Ning Tao see the interior of the Soul-devouring Urn. It was like a black hole, no light could touch it, there was no reflection. A mysterious jet black energy swirled within. It felt as if that whirlpool could consume the souls of anyone who looked into it!

Just as the urn was directed at Ning Tao and the group, Ning Tao pulled the trigger and shot directly with all his might at the urn’s “black hole”.

Bang bang bang!

The bullets were not consumed, but rather, they had been diverted to the stone wall behind the urn.

Boom! Boom! Boom…