Chapter 166 Demon Seed and the God of Tai Sui

Looking up at the mud giant, who was fighting on all sides with unparalleled momentum, everyone was shocked. Its body, several tens of meters tall, was like a mountain. Standing in front of everyone, it provided an unparalleled sense of security. Almost none of the long-established disciples could withstand a single blow from the giant. Even if they could, within three moves, they would either be trampled to death or smashed to the ground with a single palm, so crushed that they couldn't even be dug out.

The Fatty didn't believe it before, but he believed it now. This kind of Water Lord could take on not just a dozen, but hundreds, in a matter of minutes!

The giant's momentum was like a rainbow, its huge body covered in blood. Those disciples swarmed up, fearless of death, but in front of the giant, they were merely praying mantises trying to stop a chariot. Accompanied by the Water Lord's roar, the scene became a one-sided massacre. The Fatty was also inspired by the giant, and at this moment, he felt that he needed to say something to match such a hearty battle.

But after searching his mind, he found that some...

"Like a demon descending from the heavens, a Tai Sui incarnate in the world!"

Jiang Cheng looked up at the scene and blurted out.

Fatty: "Yes, yes, yes! That's the feeling! Holy crap, Water Lord is awesome!"

Unlike Jiang Cheng and the others' excitement, Wu Yingying, who had recovered a little, struggled to stand up. She looked at the bloody massacre with a hint of worry flashing between her brows.

"What's wrong? Is something not right?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Wu Yingying paused and explained, "The people you see are just puppets. They have been dead for a long time, but they are imprisoned in this building to be used by him. The true strength these people can exert is less than 30% of what they had in life."

The Fatty asked in confusion, "Isn't that a good thing? Strike them while they're weak, and let Water Lord kill them all. We can do a good deed and help them be liberated."

Seeing his meaning being misinterpreted, Wu Yingying shook her head again, "You don't understand. I was also controlled by the landlord here before, but I could exert 70%, or even close to 80%, of my strength."

Now Jiang Cheng understood somewhat. The stronger the person, the closer the power they could exert to their full strength when controlled by the landlord. "Are you suspecting that there are still hidden experts in the building, experts like you, who haven't really made a move yet?"

Wu Yingying nodded, her gaze looking worriedly into the distance, where a hazy darkness shrouded everything, and one could vaguely see figures moving.

"What do we do then? We need to notify Water Lord quickly, or he'll suffer!" The Fatty also realized the seriousness of the problem and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yingying slowly shook her head, "No need. If I can think of this, he can naturally think of it too. Moreover, with this Water Lord's abilities, he probably sensed the other guys hidden in the building long ago, and he hasn't been using his full strength to deal with these people at all."

The Fatty clicked his tongue repeatedly. What was happening before him could be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and even so, this Water Lord hadn't used his full strength. Then his true strength was too terrifying, perhaps even on par with Wu.

Moreover, in terms of visual impact, this tens-of-meters-tall mud giant was obviously much more shocking than the normal human-like Wu.

The Fatty turned around, wanting to find something to defend himself with. Although he knew it wouldn't be of much use, he felt uneasy with his hands empty. But as soon as he turned around, he saw Tang Qisheng taking out incense again, lighting it, kneeling on the ground, and kowtowing towards the mud giant, chanting something.

"What are you worshipping?" The Fatty didn't quite understand.

Tang Qisheng's expression became even more devout, "Worshipping the immortals, of course! Didn't you hear? Just now, Brother Jiang shouted, 'Like a demon descending from the heavens, a Tai Sui incarnate in the world!'"

"The demon seed is over there!" Tang Qisheng very decisively pointed to Wu, then changed direction and pointed to the mud giant, "This one is the Tai Sui God!"

The Fatty originally wanted to say that Wu and Water Lord were both strange creatures, not gods, but the words stopped at his lips. He didn't know how to explain it to people like Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. After all, for him, Wu was a friend, they were very familiar, but for Tang Qisheng and them, a terrifying guy like Wu wasn't a demon seed, and wouldn't that mud giant who was tens of meters tall be the Tai Sui God incarnate in the world!

It wasn't that he was knowledgeable or that he was strong himself. The biggest difference between him and people like Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie was that he could follow Doctor.

Now he even felt a little pitiful looking at Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. Although they were knowledgeable, they specialized in different fields. Being proficient in folklore didn't mean they were strong themselves. They also carried the gate of strangeness on them, just like the old fellow Yu Chengmu. Apart from being knowledgeable and having clever tricks, he was essentially an ordinary person, not even a disciple.

"Alright, stop worshipping. Instead of worshipping, you should think about whether you can use your own ways to contribute to everyone." Yao Shunyu couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Tang Qisheng up.

After several probes, Yao Shunyu temporarily judged that Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie should be fine, but no one dared to relax their vigilance until the last moment. If these two were acting, then the problem would be complicated.

After several rounds of attacks, there were fewer and fewer people on the field, and the mud giant's movements gradually slowed down. How to put it, it was as if the giant's attacks were gradually becoming more cautious, not as casual as they were at the beginning.

Now, there were only a dozen or so disciples left on the field, but many of them were new faces who had recently joined the battle.

These disciples had no intention of bypassing the giant to attack Jiang Cheng and the others. They surrounded the giant, their positions very mysterious.

The giant kept turning, observing these people, as if judging who was the biggest threat.

In an instant, a fat monk with a bloated body suddenly moved. He was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing a tattered kasaya, and the prayer beads in his hand were the size of walnuts.

The fat monk lowered his head, constantly twirling the prayer beads in his hand, and ran towards the giant with a strange pace. His movements didn't seem fast, and every step was light and飘飘, as if dancing to a melody. However, as the distance decreased, countless golden lights radiated from the monk's body. As the golden light grew larger and larger, it actually transformed into a blue-faced, fanged devil wielding a magic staff. At the same time, the other disciples also attacked, firmly distracting the mud giant's attention.

A moment later, the devil's figure was already comparable to the mud giant. In the next second, the devil raised the magic staff and slammed it hard towards the back of the giant's head.

However, the giant was also prepared, and one hand was as swift as the wind, grabbing towards the magic staff at a tricky angle. But no one had expected that at this moment, the sound of a baby crying suddenly rang in everyone's ears. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a woman holding a baby in her arms, lying on the monk's back.

In the next second, light and shadow flowed, the giant devil instantly disappeared, the mud giant grabbed at empty air, and the magic staff strangely came from behind, smashing the giant's head to pieces.