I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 72

"Wind—"

"Great Wind—"

Their momentum surged like a rainbow, their voices shaking the heavens, like a battle horn charging into the fray. The responses of countless spectral soldiers gathered together.

It was unimaginable that beneath this paradise where spiritual energy converged, so many skeletons were buried.

Looking down into the collapsed earth, endless rows of pale white bones numbered in the tens of thousands, arranged in formation after formation, creating hill after hill reaching hundreds of meters high.

An immensely powerful, gloomy, and resentful aura enveloped the world, death energy spreading everywhere, staining everything in sight with a bloody hue.

The ancient formation capable of suppressing these soldiers, filled with such overwhelming slaughterous intent and baleful energy reaching for the skies, was clearly terrifyingly powerful, even capable of altering the feng shui currents of this entire land.

A massive pit of ten thousand corpses, bottomless in its depth—

The armor on those skeletons appeared extremely heavy, made of materials resembling bronze and leather. The leather had long since rotted away, and while the color had faded from the bronze sections, they still remained in this world, enduring through the ages without dissolving.

This situation clearly indicated only one possibility.

This was an army marching out to slay enemies, yet they had been ruthlessly buried alive in this pit!!!—

Under the coverage of the boundless great formation, the overwhelming resentment was forcibly suppressed without leaking even a trace, even converted into spiritual energy beneficial for cultivation.

After years and months piled upon each other, the space above that formation continuously distorted, gradually forming this paradise independent of the real world.

Among the Three Death Calamities belonging to the Chosen Ones of Fate of this world, the calamity of war manifested here.

If Zhang Daotian hadn't come to this place, those spectral soldier skeletons wouldn't have been awakened, likely continuing to slumber forever.

Now awakened in response to the calamity, with one formation eye already destroyed by Xiao Gui'an, this dormant tiger-and-wolf army that had slept for over a thousand years finally saw the light of day once more.

Amidst the clashing of weapons and waves of horn blasts, Xiao Gui'an emerged from the battlefield illusion before the crimson foxes did.

The Jade Soul Ice Essence held in his mouth shone with brilliant light, emitting extremely pure yin resentment energy that frantically repaired his pierced flesh, propping up his tattered body once again.

However, such excessive consumption also caused a faint crack to appear on the originally flawless blue jade stone.

[Ahhhhhhh, host, be more careful! I only have one Jade Soul Ice Essence!!!]

Sensing that small crack, the Little Light Sphere was heartbroken to death, its distress practically overflowing.

The Jade Soul Ice Essence clearly belonged to the Zero System's private property, and was an extremely special treasure that could materialize across different worlds.

Xiao Gui'an ignored the Little Light Sphere. At this moment, he seemed to have reached the ultimate calm. Without hesitation, he picked up the Chosen One of Fate. The baby boy, quietly closing his eyes, already had a slightly blueish tint to his small face from direct contact with the extreme cold yin energy.

Raising his eyes to glance at the crimson foxes above, Xiao Gui'an parted his pale lips slightly, as if to attract attention, and lightly spat out, "Ridiculous beasts! This is exactly karma! You should all die out completely—"

Then, before they could react, he tapped his toes lightly. The bright red wedding dress fluttered as the Ghost Bride actually jumped straight down into the massive pit.

The further down he went, the heavier the slaughterous resentment became, clinging like maggots in the bone, thick and viscous, oppressing him from both inside and out.

Die—completely—

These two words seemed to carry an extremely deep curse.

Now the entire paradise was continuously collapsing due to the awakening of the spectral soldiers. Countless fox descendants suffered heavy casualties with nowhere to escape. The possibility of making a comeback was basically nonexistent.

Once the spectral soldiers surged upward, wherever they reached would inevitably be filled with death and slaughter.

First the overwhelming great fire, now the revival of spectral soldiers.

Xiao Gui'an's visit here truly delivered what he promised, almost exterminating the fox spirits in this paradise down to the last one.

The crimson foxes reacted and naturally realized everything was beyond recovery. Their hearts held only endless rage and killing intent. Protecting anything now was too late—everything was finished!

It was all that damned Ghost Bride's doing!!!

"Ahhhhh! Kill!!—"

"Bastard, how dare you?!"

"If today I don't crush you and the little bastard in your arms to dust, this grandmother will find no peace in my Dao heart!!!"

Because of that provocation, the crimson foxes also reacted immediately. Profound hatred and killing intent had unknowingly eroded their hearts and minds.

They could no longer maintain their human forms, instantly transforming into their original fox appearances. Fangs bared, pupils narrowed to vertical slits, primitive and savage, they swiftly plunged into the ten-thousand-meter deep pit.

They would use the predator's most primitive method to torture and slaughter their prey alive.

If they didn't personally kill Xiao Gui'an to appease their dead clansmen, they feared their cultivation would never advance again from this day forward, their path of cultivation severed today—

Wind whistled past his ears interwoven with drumbeats. As he drew closer to the bottom of the cavern, that solitary crimson figure leaping into certain doom showed not the slightest fear or hesitation.

Xiao Gui'an observed carefully. Currently, those spectral soldiers hadn't fully revived yet, their movements still somewhat sluggish, mainly relying on the explosive momentum they released initially to suppress living beings.

But with the formation eye destroyed and the calamity-response momentum already apparent, the spectral ghosts in this massive underground cavern were destined to fully revive, becoming an incredibly powerful army of ghostly fiends that would be difficult to kill.

His approach with the Chosen One of Fate merely accelerated this process.

This was an insane choice!!!—

Both he and the Chosen One of Fate indeed faced the terrifying danger of being torn apart by those spectral soldiers at any moment.

However, the chances of life and death were equal—

The spectral soldiers were a double-edged sword. While they could kill him, they could also kill his enemies—

The Ghost Bride's figure finally appeared within the dark cavern, her posture graceful as she drifted over the heads of the spectral soldiers like a red butterfly.

The Chosen One of Fate in her arms was the most dazzling light in this sunless cavern.

Like a drop of clear water falling into boiling oil, it instantly stirred up a reaction like a thousand-layered wave.

All the spectral soldiers simultaneously looked up, their empty skeletal eye sockets fixed on the crimson figure floating overhead, their mouths slightly parted as they muttered incessantly.

"Please..."

"Die—submit to execution..."

"Kill..."

"Crack crack—" The endless skeletal army trembled violently, that terrifying pressure penetrating to the marrow. The fear of facing thousands of troops and horses alone made one's soul tremble uncontrollably.

Yes, this was exactly the effect he wanted—

Whether from excitement or fear, Xiao Gui'an's fingertips trembled slightly.

The demons in this paradise, along with those crimson foxes who wanted him dead without a burial place—if they wanted to pursue him and take his head, they would similarly have to cross that mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

For the spectral soldiers awakened in response to the calamity, killing and devouring the Chosen One of Fate was indeed the most primitive, strongest motivation driving their actions.

But for spectral soldiers who hadn't seen blood for a thousand years, their resentment absolutely couldn't be appeased by just one Ghost Bride and Chosen One of Fate. They were weapons that only knew killing, and they wouldn't stop until their blades were stained with blood!!

Against the completely different aura of fox demons, they wouldn't show the slightest mercy in killing them.

[This is a path of death]

Yet it would be the only path of life!!!

Watching those who pursued him from afar, plunging headfirst into this endless vortex of death—clearly primitive beasts already dominated by killing intent and rage—Xiao Gui'an's blood-red eyes shone with startling brilliance—

Let's see who can endure longer in this boundless despair and slaughter!!!—