"Upon seeing someone ignoring the orders of the Xiyangju and laying hands on Master Luo, I was about to step in immediately, only for him to deploy ghosts from his Black Leather Hidden Sac, casting a sinister aura around him that I couldn't approach and interfered with my vision."
"Then, the ground qi appeared."
"Master Luo has a strong ace up his sleeve, something the master himself didn't anticipate; you have the Four Regulations Mirror from the Four Regulations Mountain in your hands."
"Xu Jian didn't pause in his words, straightforwardly finishing everything."
My back was drenched in cold sweat.
Even Qiu Ying couldn't help showing a trace of fear.
Following that, a thread of surprise appeared on Qiu Ying's face again.
Of course, the surprise only lasted for a moment before disappearing.
"Master Luo, wait a moment. That man is not dead yet. Only after he dies will everything be in order."
Ding Jian scratched his head and chuckled, then turned around and walked towards the leader.
Soon, Ding Jian was by the leader's side. He let out an exclamation and kicked the leader's body with a heavy foot, causing the leader to roll a few meters away. Ding Jian stood there for two seconds before returning.
"Died." Ding Jian shook his head and said again: "The soul is gone."
My heart shivered again.
"That's normal, Wei Youming is nowhere to be found. I don't know if he was eaten by the ground qi or ran away."
The Yin-Yang Master was covered in blood, and the ground littered with talismans, barely holding off one Si Ye.
The leader and the old woman from the scrolls are far inferior to them. The old woman from the scrolls must have been completely swallowed by the ground qi. The leader's half-body is withered, indicating that half of his body has been sucked in, which means his soul must have been entirely devoured.
"Xiu Xiu!" A jolt, I reacted and realized again, looking towards Yu Xiu on the other side.
Qiu Ying also reacted, supporting me and quickly walking towards Yu Xiu.
At this moment, Yu Xiu looked particularly tragic, as blood was flowing from her seven orifices.
I quickly peeled off a talisman from my body and pressed it to Yu Xiu's forehead.
However, the talisman paper seemed to have no effect, and Yu Xiu did not return to her previous state.
The blood continued to flow unceasingly.
"What should we do?" Qiu Ying stammered, her voice instantly taking on a crying tone.
My heart shook uncontrollably, but I tried to restrain myself and said, "It's okay, let's go, quickly find Mao Sanzhuo! Car, find a car!"
"Oh, I'll go and steal one. There is one over there."
Ding Jian pointed in the direction he came from and stepped off running. His robust body made the ground seem to tremble.
But it was just a sensation; the ground didn't move a single thread.
"She is the widow of Ba failure, it's okay, you worry not, there is definitely nothing wrong……" Qiu Ying's lower lip was clenched tightly, as if to draw blood.
I could only comfort myself this way at this moment.
But in my heart, there was an unquenchable restlessness.
The talismans on Yu Xiu's body felt like Lao Qin's secret weapon, to be used to protect me in critical moments.
The talismans from the woman without a head were even more so, they could even break free from the control in the ground qi……
It made me increasingly feel that Lao Qin had prepared a contingency plan, anticipating that I might nearly be devoured by the Pestilential Ghost, and used this method to protect me……
According to his usual behavior, once the ace card is used, it's gone.
Yu Xiu's time is running out, we have to hurry and let Mao Sanzhuo take a look.
When my heart was burning with torment, I noticed another group of people coming towards my direction.
Looking up, I saw that Han Zazizi's side was crowded with people, and Uncle Huang was also there.
The group heading towards me split off, and some of them hurried over to the leader's body.
Qiu Ying's pretty face was tense. She held her hands together, as if preparing to use DORA again.
However, she grunted and swayed her body as if she were about to fall.
After the previous battle, everyone was at their limits……
"Uncle Huang, Han Zazizi is here. It's... it's all right..."
I grabbed Qiu Ying's arm with one hand, preventing her from exhausting herself further.
But just then, an abrupt change occurred!
Han Zazizi roared in anger, "I won't listen to your explanations! Give me my son Han Chu!"
"Han Zazizi! I haven't touched Han Chu!"
"Furthermore, people who are dead should cross over, even if it's you, you can't cover up for them..."
"Cutting ghosts is extremely important, killing the violent and calamitous! Hurry like the command of General Lu of the Eight-Diagrams! "
The deep incantation echoed along the riverside!
A figure was thrown out from the crowd like a broken sack!
Uncle Huang landed heavily, and his hat was blown flying several meters away.
The whole place erupted in shock.
Not only those surrounding Han Zazizi, but also those trying to approach me and the leader's body, were terrified.
"Supervisory Way Hall Taoist leader Han Zazizi, demands to execute the City God!"
An unknown person let out a scream.
Qiu Ying's face immediately changed, showing surprise and uncertainty.
Uncle Huang barely managed to get up from the ground, his face pale as he shouted hoarsely, "Han Zazizi, you are outrageous!"
"You, shut up!" Han Zazizi coldly commanded.
The crowd around him thinned out slightly, revealing the middle-aged Han Zazizi.
Without any wind, his red Taoist robe fluttered fiercely!
"The Pestilential Ghost appeared in Jin Yang, harming our city god temple's nightly roving deities. It also has a physical body, so this matter requires us to gather all our strength to counter it!"
"And you, want to start a major conflict with our city god temple!"
"With such absurd claims, to start a major conflict!"
"You've gone mad, have you?" Uncle Huang's eyes blazed with fury.
"Absurd? You just said that people who die should cross over! Now you're telling me you're starting a major conflict! I have only one son, he can leave, he can cross over, but I want to see him cross over! You forcibly took his soul, that's not acceptable!"
"Hand over my son, or else tomorrow, the city god temple will have a new patrol city god!"
Han Zazizi's hands formed a gesture of incantation.
I might not understand Daoism, but I can recognize it after seeing so many times.
This is the Thunder Method used by both Sun Zhuo and Han Zazizi, which should be able to strike five red beams.
"Wishing to accuse, one can always find an excuse!" Uncle Huang raised his hand, and in front of him was a scroll!
He bit through the other hand, ready to write on the scroll!
"The Thunder Methods from the east of Mount Tai, the south of Mount Heng, the west of Mount Huashan, the north of Mount Hengshan, and the middle of Mount Song."
"Five Thunders to be released swiftly, I invoke the Five Thunder Judges, Haste as the Decree!"
Han Zazizi wouldn't listen to Uncle Huang's explanation; in fact, Uncle Huang's actions only made him more frantic.
The incantation was shouted out instantly, and his fists and palms struck out fiercely!
Five explosions erupted in succession on Uncle Huang, sending him flying heavily once again.
When he landed, the scroll he had been holding previously was also torn to pieces, burning in mid-air.
In that moment, the crowd in the scene scattered, with some retreating further away.
The other part of the crowd rushed towards Uncle Huang to block his path, standing in front of him.
My face turned pale alternately.
I was just thinking that if Uncle Huang takes the blame, then this matter will become Han Zazizi's problem. He can't possibly break the rules and do something to the city god temple.
But at this moment, I feel like I'm overthinking it.
Even as he spoke, he still stressed the fact that Han Chu could leave.
In fact, he was laying down killing blows!
Uncle Huang is still strong in taking hits; any other person might have been killed by now.
Supporting my body, I walked towards Uncle Huang's side.
Just as I was about to move, a resounding bell rang out along the riverbank!
I suddenly turned around and saw a familiar figure!
It wasn't Mao Sanzhuo who else could it be?
Wasn't that the person who was slowly approaching earlier? It has to be Mao Sanzhuo!
However, at this moment, Mao Sanzhuo appeared extremely weary, fatigued, and even… old!
