Chapter 881: White Lotus

As Lu Xiucai raised his copper coin sword and powerfully swung it to the left, uttering the incantation, "Om Zhenguang Ziling Lida She!", the sword, wrapped with red threads around the coins, sliced into the dark left, leaving afterimages as it moved towards the source of the sound.

As the copper coin sword was pulled back from the darkness, accompanied by a sound like tearing cloth, a bizarre, six-sided, long-eyed, translucent fleshy orb was seen dangling from its tip.

Just as the strange fleshy orb was about to fly towards Lu Xiucai with the sword, he quickly lowered his head, opened his ulcerated gums (which were embedded with nails), and tore off a large piece of skin from his shoulder.

As "The Great Thousand Record" swiftly opened, the piece of skin shot out, completely enveloping the fleshy orb and dragging it back into the darkness.

Recognizing the formidable enemy and the surrounding dangers, Lu Xiucai, unwilling to be careless, immediately thrust the copper coin sword behind his back. He swiftly drew a serrated sword from his waist, then began rapidly tapping his forehead while urgently reciting an invocation spell.

He chanted: "Humbly I invite, Heaven is round, Earth is square. Spirits, please descend to the altar to aid the medium. Heaven urges, Earth urges. Tiger Lord soars, returning on clouds. My master soars, coming on horseback. Come before the altar, raise the medium's body. The medium, left eye transforms into the sun, right eye into the moon. Let sun and moon transform to illuminate clearly. Your disciple sincerely comes to pay respects...."

As Lu Xiucai began his actions, entities from the darkness surged forth like black water. The few remaining oil lamps in the hall immediately flickered wildly, as if blown by an unseen force.

But at that moment, Lu Xiucai's chanting abruptly stopped. He held the double-spiked serrated sword horizontally across his mouth, then his eyes suddenly widened, and an intimidating tiger's roar burst from deep within his throat.

A powerful aura enveloped the entire cave. The previously flickering candlelight instantly settled, and the black substances that had just streamed out sharply recoiled.

Lu Xiucai formed his single hand into a claw, slamming it into the ground to push off. With a movement like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he suspended his crippled body in mid-air.

As he inverted himself on one claw, his two fingers quickly twitched, and Lu Xiucai's body rapidly spun around. His eyes glared at a grotesque, three-fingered hand attempting to ambush him from the darkness behind him.

Just as the Tiger Lord invoked by Lu Xiucai had momentarily subdued these evil spirits, the situation abruptly changed. The floor tiles beneath Lu Xiucai suddenly cracked open, and a gigantic centipede violently burst out. It opened its gaping, blood-red mouth and completely engulfed Lu Xiucai's last remaining arm.

Simultaneously, another centipede emerged from the darkness, clamping Lu Xiucai's lower body tightly with its massive head. The centipede that had previously been on the lotus throne was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a large hole in its place.

The two gigantic centipede heads twisted forcefully in opposite directions, attempting to tear Lu Xiucai apart.

To their surprise, Lu Xiucai's body, possessed by the Tiger Lord, was as hard as rock; their forceful twisting proved utterly ineffective.

"Roar!" A low tiger's roar resounded again. With a squelching sound, Lu Xiucai's claw-like hand pierced through the gigantic centipede's head, emerging covered in bloody brain matter.

As the centipede with the pierced head shrieked and died, the other centipede's head also unexpectedly shrieked. Seeing this, Lu Xiucai immediately understood that both heads belonged to a single body. This creature was likely not merely an animal spirit, but a powerful evil entity that had fully developed.

He immediately shook off the dead centipede, ready to deal with the remaining one.

To his surprise, yet another centipede burst from the ground, clamping tightly onto Lu Xiucai's hand. This time, it was smarter, biting firmly into his wrist instead of engulfing his entire arm.

Just as Lu Xiucai struggled to break free, another centipede emerged and clamped its massive head tightly around his neck.

But this was not the end; centipedes continuously burst from the ground, biting and gnawing at Lu Xiucai's body.

When Lu Xiucai's crippled body was completely enveloped by the centipedes' heads, a tearing sound erupted, and he was utterly ripped apart.

Organs and blood splattered down like rain, covering the entire cave.

Just as the centipede heads wiggled their massive mandibles, preparing to devour Lu Xiucai's body fragments, a half-lung lying on the ground was pushed aside. A palm-sized human skin figurine emerged from within it.

The figurine grew rapidly with the wind, quickly reaching adult size. It was precisely the Heart-Essence Human Skin that Li Huowang had given him for self-defense.

Lu Xiucai, now as thin as a cicada's wing, took a deep breath, and the shadows of the body fragments on the ground were all absorbed into his belly.

Although some parts of him had been consumed, leaving Lu Xiucai emaciated, he had no time to dwell on such matters.

If he couldn't find another solution, he would truly die here. However, as Lu Xiucai looked at his now whole body, a confident smile appeared on his face.

He propped himself up with one hand. With a squelch, his hand moved like a knife, and his left arm was severed at the root.

The severed left arm instantly turned purplish-black, its bones rapidly extended, piercing through the ground to grasp the centipede's main body buried in the earth.

Accompanied by the shrieks and tremors of nine heads, the soil became soaked with white insect blood.

Seeing this, Lu Xiucai smiled, knowing his hand had wounded the creature.

Immediately, he redoubled his efforts. He raised the serrated sword in his hand and inserted it into his mouth, preparing to pry out all his new teeth.

But at that moment, the remaining centipede heads trembled violently, emitting a low hum. Pairs of eyes lit up in the darkness, and Lu Xiucai realized he was surrounded.

They were all evil spirits; every dark corner teemed with them. This place was fundamentally a nest of evil spirits.

With a whoosh, all the candlelight in the cave instantly extinguished, and all the eyes in the cave lunged towards Lu Xiucai.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Lu Xiucai exclaimed, moving the sword from his mouth down a few inches, aiming it at his chest. "Even if it costs me my life today, I will still carry out justice on behalf of Heaven! I will seek justice for those you devoured!!"

However, just as both sides were about to clash in a fight to the death, a wondrous scene unfolded. A soft white light illuminated the entire great cave. The evil spirits in the darkness revealed their true forms and collapsed, unable to rise in the white light.

When Lu Xiucai saw that the white light was actually emanating from the white donkey behind him, he excitedly and piously prostrated himself, bowing his head several times towards the distant white lotus pedestal.

"Most Supreme and Holy! Wusheng Laomu!" he exclaimed. "I knew it, Laomu! Your compassion would never allow evil people to bring chaos to the world!"

With that, he stood up, raised the sword in his hand, and walked towards the twitching centipede head nearby. "Beast! I'll make you pay for impersonating the White Lotus Society and committing evil!"

Just as he was about to sever the centipede's head, an unbearable pain instantly coursed through his entire body from behind.

As the white light from the white donkey intensified, Lu Xiucai collapsed onto the ground, unable to stand.