"The current situation, where they stare at us, standing firm and confrontational, does not represent a relaxation."
Once my actions or those of Wu Jinluan show any weakness, these Baizhai Daoists will undoubtedly strike immediately.
Therefore, the situation remains particularly tense.
My neck and scalp are both wounded, and blood is still flowing, trickling down my face, into my back, and there are also other injuries on my body. The burning pain keeps coming without stop.
Wu Jinluan held the new bell, taking a step forward occasionally and lifting his hand as if he was going to strike, which caused the eight Baizhai Daoists to retreat one after another in fear.
His actions didn't have any harmful effect; on the contrary, they kept the opponent tense as well.
The sunlight became increasingly scorching, the temperature rose higher, and the air was filled with an indescribable thick smell of blood.
Suddenly, the eight men seemed to have made a decision. Their formation changed abruptly!
No longer in a circle, they formed a crooked line, twisted and yet oddly uniform.
"Huh? Star positions?" Wu Jinluan immediately sensed something was amiss.
I was on full alert, mentally and physically prepared.
"They might not want to wait any longer, they're going to take us down first!" Wu Jinlan's tone intensified, and he snapped his bell with a sudden, forceful movement of his hand!
My eardrums suddenly felt a sharp pain.
However, the eight men only slightly swayed, with no further reaction.
"How is that possible??" Wu Jinluan's face turned pale, "How could they do that!?"
I also had a stern expression, took a step forward, placing Wu Jinluan behind me, and then took a few more steps forward, bringing myself closer to the eight men!
Before the stalemate, I had time to cast my lightning spell, but their distance from me was relatively far, so even if I could use it, it wouldn't have any effect.
At this moment, they don't know how to defend against Wu Jinluan's bell, and they also have to use new tactics. We can't just wait for our demise; we have to confront them head-on!
With one hand, I chanted the Heavenly Thunder Spell, preparing to sit cross-legged on the ground!
If we are to engage in combat and have the chance, we must strike with the force of a thunder!
But to my surprise, Wu Jinluan took a step forward, grabbing my shoulder and shaking his head slightly.
At that moment, the sunlight was even more blinding, and even if not directly stared at, it formed spots of light at the corners of the eyes.
At this moment, the man at the very front suddenly boomed, "In the sky, it becomes an image! On the ground, it takes shape! Same qi, sky is honored by the sun! And earth law is dominated by lianzhen! Both use Mars as the ancestor of all things!"
Not only was he reciting incantations, but the others were also echoing in unison.
The orderly chorus of voices also carried a sense of dignity and majesty!
I was waiting for the time, and they were also waiting for the opportunity?
Is it at this moment when the sunlight is intense and the yang qi is surging?
It's not just that. They are all in harmony, and only then do I understand what Wu Jinluan meant by star positions. Although I don't understand fengshui, I have also seen the arrangement of the nine stars of the Big Dipper.
Is it one star short here?
"Stopping to accumulate power, with their advantage in speed, body technique, and the fengshui hexagram positions, this move cannot be underestimated," Wu Jinluan muttered.
However, his hand is still on my shoulder, and he doesn't seem to want me to act.
All this happened at the same time, and the chanting of the Baizhai Daoists didn't stop.
"Images show good and bad luck, forms distinguish misfortune and fortune! The power is like a mountain, when the mountain collapses, it becomes a force! Lianzhen returns to its position!"
One of the two Daoists who had previously attacked Wu Jinluan suddenly joined the ranks.
Following that, everyone else moved as well. The few at the back formed a circle, linking hands together, and the injured Daoist jumped up, stepping on their hands, and with a forceful push upwards by them, my figure shot out nearly two zhang (approximately 6 feet) high!
For a moment, he blocked the sun from my sight, appearing like a black mountain.
The man who was in charge of the incantation in front simultaneously jumped up, giving his full might, but he couldn't jump over the height of the injured Daoist. Instead, he grabbed the black-red long whip from behind and swung it down fiercely!
This action formed a strange and fluid combination!
The injured Daoist's body was entangled by the long whip and flung forward, like an immense mountain hovering overhead!
"The Nine Stars and Five Elements, Lianzhen as fire! Nine stars in a dragon, Lianzhen as the ancestor! Single fire yang essence suppresses thousands of evil spirits!"
The chorus of incantations drowned out all the noise!
Especially the person who was falling towards me, he had the attitude of being willing to die and the momentum of charging without hesitation!
If the situation were different, these Daoists would gladly give their lives to cast the spells, all of them are undoubtedly upright and good-hearted people. This suicide attack tactic is even more commendable and regrettable.
Unfortunately, the situation is not the same!
On his face, there was not only a willingness to die but also a trace of surprise.
Because I had no intention of avoiding or using any defense spells to counter!
He believed that he could kill me.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark.
In fact, it wasn't the sky that darkened; the sky remained bright.
It was the grim realm, which blocked the sky above.
The sunlight was very scorching, and amidst the ghostly presence of the grim realm, one could still see a faint trace of red, which was the sun.
Two figures appeared silently in front of me.
One was Old Gong, with a sharp, ghostly laugh on his face, looking cunning.
The other "person" was Wei Youming.
Wei Youming had his hands clasped behind his back. I could faintly see his profile, looking exceptionally twisted and solemn.
Actually, it's not just them.
Actually, in front of Wei Youming, there were also a number of "people," stacked upon each other, making a constant sound of wailing. All of them, without exception, were wearing striped clothes, similar to those of the patients in this hospital.
Initially dealing with Song Fang, Song Fang was pulled out of the grim realm. He had spent his whole life cultivating ghosts with all his effort, but all of them were left behind.
Wei Youming himself could contend with veteran true person Tang Wuji. Even when Tang Wuji used divine thunder during his rituals and didn't suffer any injuries.
This is the pair of glasses that Old Gong brought to Wei Youming, directly challenging Han Jing, who temporarily didn't know about Wei Youming's strength but refrained from direct confrontation due to his qi.
Wei Youming is too strong.
Everything in the grim realm seemed to be moving slowly, as if it were all frozen.
The falling Daoist, despite his perfect angle and distance relative to me, had sealed off my chance completely.
But now, he has distanced himself from me.
It was Wei Youming who pulled the distance!
There was a heavy thud as the Daoist landed on the empty ground!
"Aiya... It's not yet the festival, and you're giving such a grand gesture. What a force! You've broken your leg, your body, and even your life by kneeling!" Old Gong's sharp voice was extremely audacious!
There was a tremor on the ground, indicating that the Daoist had indeed died.
The death was quite gruesome.
If it weren't for the appearance of this grim realm, and if that attack had hit me, he would have died, and so would I. I would die even more hideously, my body would be smashed into pulp.
"They have a disease, a disease that eats people." Wei Youming's voice was very cold. Even though Lao Gong was as arrogant as possible, his coldness carried a deep hatred!
All the "people" in front were moving!
In an instant, the Qing Gui ghosts swarmed towards the remaining few Baizhai Daoists!
Without exception, all the Baizhai Daoists were stunned by everything in front of them.
By the time they came to their senses, the Qing Gui ghosts were already in front of them!
"Oh, I really wish old Han head could die already, but if that happens, four norms will lose a true person and it will be difficult. The headmaster, you can't handle this. You can't withstand the heat of the sun. It's already so late. If he fails, it will be a disaster..." At the same time, Lao Gong's words were spoken quickly.
I faintly felt a cold aura wrapping around my body.
"Don't leave me here; I'm fine." As I finished speaking, the cold aura flew away rapidly!
Wei Youming did not turn his head back to look at me. Instead, he kept staring ahead.
All of this happened within the span of just several breaths.
The darkness had lifted again.
The sunlight was still intense and blinding, but there were fewer people in front of me now.
All of the Baizhai Daoists who were alive and not killed by me, were now nowhere to be found.
Wei Youming had left them behind.
Because of Wei Youming's strength, he can always communicate with his own grim realm, as well as the Jianghuazhi mental health center that the grim realm spawned. He is too terrifying.
A normal true person would definitely not be able to defeat him. You can't defeat him individually, let alone in a group. He also has many patients and he doesn't play by the rules at all.
And even more so, there's Lao Gong working together now.
What would happen if those ghosts in there were to step on the right fengshui hexagram positions?
"It's not quite enough. We need to be stronger, drag those two away together," Wu Jinlan muttered.
I stunned for a moment, and looked at Wu Jinluan.
"Oh... I was just kidding. I was just kidding. The ghost headmaster is already quite powerful. I didn't expect them to be this strong, and I anticipated that the old Gong would bite through a few people, giving us an opportunity. However, they took down all of them by themselves, hehe." Wu Jinluan's demeanor was no longer as tense as before, and he seemed like someone who had gotten a good deal but still boasted about it.
Suddenly, the battle between Han Jing and Bai Song at a distance stopped.
They almost simultaneously retreated, leaving a considerable distance between them.
They could not see what was happening inside the grim realm, as they were not pulled in.
But they could sense the presence of the ghosts, and they could also see that the living Baizhai Daoists had disappeared!
Yes, including the dead ones.
I saw a pile of rotting meat in front of me, and I wasn't sure whether it was Wei Youming's intention or a slip-up, but "he" wasn't left behind.
Han Jing was looking at this direction, and with his hairless face, he looked extremely apprehensive.
Bai Song and Bai Sand Mountain both shook slightly, without exception.
Even with their strength, facing the complete annihilation of two groups of disciples, their morale was shaken and their anger, even without showing on their faces, was evident in their demeanor.
"How dare you!"
"You... how dare you!" Bai Song's voice was hoarse, almost reaching a breaking point!
I remained calm and composed, replying, "Should it be considered okay to stand here and be killed by you?"
"Why don't you dare? You're so heartbroken, is it because the cost of cultivating disciples is too high? But who cultivates disciples and doesn't have to pay a high price? Killing people is okay, destroying families is okay, but being killed by others is not? It's a shame that your luck was against you. If the time was right, not only them but also you two would have been dead!"
Wu Jinluan raised his hand, pointing his finger downwards with force!
Wu Jinluan is known for his eloquence, having displayed his oratory skills more than once.
At this point, he was in the upper hand and had no qualms, still smiling broadly on his face.
