That ghost's belly was literally blown open!
The arc lightning flickered constantly on her abdomen, spreading large patches of black, and the wailing cries sounded only for a moment before disappearing.
I felt a slight shock.
Not chanting at all? Or, is it because his power is extremely high and I can't hear him murmuring?
This move is similar to the palm lightning, but its power is much greater than that of my 'Summoning the Four Spirits' spell!
The arc of electricity spread out instantly, like a spider web, densely covering the entire body of the ghost. Eventually, it formed large cracks, and the ghost disintegrated into fine powder!
I've seen a real person exert their full power, such as when Tian Shou Dao Ren and the ancient Qiang City Liu family were fighting.
But I've never seen a real person single-handedly crushing a ghost...
Ma Yi faced a ghost who was too powerful, and his full strength couldn't be fully demonstrated. Tang Wu had fewer constraints.
The sky-painting mountain's deity is so formidable!
"Xian Shen, show us the way," Tang Wu said gravely.
I heavily exhaled, without hesitation, and immediately walked in the direction of the stairs.
We quickly reached the second floor, and the purple mist on the glasses continued to rise, proving that Wei Yueming was still higher above.
I was about to go up the stairs again.
But suddenly, my feet felt a sudden empty space... Looking down, I found that two hands had grabbed my leg, and another pair of hands had pulled Tang Wu's leg!
It should have been stairs, but in my vision, they had turned into a lump of soft, putrid meat, with an overwhelming stench.
Those two hands were pulling us down forcefully!
The feeling of weightlessness was very strong, and my ankle was excruciatingly painful.
"Song Fang, the old dog, there are a lot of ghosts here!" Old Gong shouted sharply.
I calmed my mind and did not find it strange or unusual. After all these years, if there were no accumulation of ghosts in Song Fang's place, that would be abnormal.
To some extent, I even thought that the ghosts in Song Fang alone may not be inferior to Gu Jian.
After all, the gu kan (ghost cabinet) relies on a large crowd, but Song Fang is specifically raising ghosts!
With one hand, I was about to swing the hammer down on Gao Tian Chu.
But Tang Wu recited the spell, his voice like a thunder: "Huang huang, rising from the east, blesses those who worship the spell and confounds those who defy it. I obey the Emperor of the North, to strike down evil! All ghosts and demons, all stay away from me! What can't see, what can dare face? Water cannot drown it, fire cannot hurt it! In the three realms, I am alone in strength! Hurry up like a command!"
This is not an attack incantation; it is more like a protective spell.
I clearly feel that Tang Wu seems to have been jolted, and a warm current flows through me from his body!
The pain in my feet vanished, and we were not falling, nor being pulled into the stairs...
Old Gong? He actually disappeared simultaneously, hiding in the night pot.
"Let's go, Xian Shen." Tang Wu nodded to me once again.
For a moment, Tang Wu's power completely redefined my understanding...
In other words, this is what a real person should display as a form of pressure when facing ghosts that are not on their level?
"Hu..." I heavily exhaled and walked towards the third floor once again.
The hallway entrance of the third floor was much more crowded, with many people standing densely.
Their appearances were mostly extremely ugly, some were even just a skeleton, while others were just a layer of skin.
"Sigh, Tang Lao, let me do it!" Old Gong suddenly jumped out of the night pot. He soared up, almost blocking half the hallway, opened his mouth, and forcefully inhaled!
The result was that Old Gong didn't move, and those ghosts suddenly reached out their hands. In an instant, they pulled him over.
Had it not been for the scripture flickering on his face and head, he might have been torn into pieces and then eaten!
"Save! Save the ghosts!" Old Gong screamed in a high voice.
Tang Wu's face remained unchanged, and he flicked his sleeve, shooting out dozens of talismans. All the ghosts dispersed and disappeared...
As for Old Gong, he was not hit by any of the talismans, clearly evaded by Tang Wu.
He jumped back into the night pot, looking very scared!
"These ghosts are at least in the stage of Huang Qing. Song Fang has indeed spent a lot of effort to raise them well. Except for the true man, no one else can do anything to him. Today, I not only have to avenge my daughter but also kill him until he is reduced to ashes and scattered into thin air. Otherwise, his harm is no less than that of Plague Ghosts!"
"Even he might have his eyes on the Plague Ghosts himself!" Tang Wu spoke with certainty.
The green gas in the air seems to have taken on a solid form, constantly floating upwards.
Tang Wu's strike was fast enough to disperse the ghosts, but he couldn't scatter their souls completely. It was very difficult to do this with Daoist skills alone; it required the combination of super-specification artifacts.
I remained silent, for what Tang Wu said was true.
A vague sense of fear began to rise within me.
Because Tang Wu's suppression of these ghosts was on the level, Wei Youming's level might be comparable to that of a true man!
It's because I used high heaven staff, high heaven sword, and other such artifacts, which can slightly break Wei Youming's malicious prison. Additionally, I directly used the heaven's thunder, consuming my life force and accidentally causing a little damage to Wei Youming.
This was also related to Wei Youming's overconfidence and carelessness.
If Song Fang were to successfully control Wei Youming, a fierce battle would definitely break out today!
Going up the stairs faster, I dare not make any stop. Tang Wu followed me, but it seemed much easier for him.
Suddenly, he grabbed my shoulder, and I felt the speed shoot up by a hundred percent!
As we passed through the other floors, I didn't see any other ghosts...
All the way to the eighth floor, the purple mist in front of my glasses became much more concentrated. I whispered, "Stop!"
Tang Wu suddenly stopped!
In fact, he stopped faster than I could finish shouting.
The hallway on the eighth floor was filled with an excessive number of ghosts, swarming densely to an extreme degree!
All the ghosts were blocking and guarding one door, even among them, there were ghosts that were previously dispersed by Tang Wu.
I saw the female ghost from the first floor until now, and her abdomen had not fully recovered yet. There was still a small half that was decayed, and the arc of electricity was constantly spreading.
The purple mist on the glasses floated over to the door that was being guarded, and the same purple mist also surged out from within the door, merging into one!
"Right there!" I said with great emphasis, speaking in a deep voice.
To be honest, the ghosts in this hallway gave me a creeping feeling...
If I had to do it myself, I'm afraid I would have consumed all my life force and still not been able to eliminate them all...
The ghosts were densely packed, numbering at least dozens, with each one exuding a terrifyingly intense aura.
Tang Wu's face finally revealed a hint of seriousness.
Tang Wu started speaking, commanding, "The way of Dao is from the heart. With fragrances as messengers, they carry the heart to the emperor in front of the celestial spirits. The true spirit descends and gazes upon the heavens. May the court allow me to convey my message directly to the realm of nine skies!"
With a flip of his hand, Tang Wu actually held three incense sticks the length of an arm, and the incense released a series of purple smoke clouds.
Tang Wu suddenly threw the incense stick towards the ground with a strong hand. Although it didn't penetrate the ground, as it was a cement floor, the incense stick stood steady and unwavering!
The ghosts clustered in the hallway kept retreating, displaying a terrifying state of mind!
In an instant, they made way for the door, allowing it to be opened.
My heart suddenly accelerated, and the connection I had with the glasses indicated that Wei Youming was in that room!
Song Fang is also in there!
He is within easy reach!
