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Wen Cai was timid by nature and had no idea about the current situation, nor did he know his master's overall plan.
Qiu Sheng took a deep breath and said with a firm will, "There's no use thinking about it now. We can only trust Master and my fellow disciples."
If they give up now, they may never be able to enter the door again and call Uncle Nine "Master".
So no matter how dangerous the road ahead, we can only grit our teeth and forge ahead.
Huchihuchi——
The cold wind kept blowing against my face, and a light drizzle even started to fall from the sky.
In this gloomy, deathly silent forest, there is not a trace of life.
The temperature seems to be getting colder and colder, as if we were in a world of ice and snow.
"Selling, selling tofu!"
"Fresh, piping hot tofu, freshly made tofu, come and have a taste!"
Qiu Sheng mustered his courage and shouted loudly into the empty air.
The sound swirled and echoed through the empty forest.
But it sounded more like a sob, exceptionally eerie and jarring.
Just then, a rustling sound came from all around.
The leaves rustled, and afterimages darted out from within them.
At the fork in the road ahead, dozens of figures suddenly appeared, like walking corpses, drawn by the aroma of tofu, and walked step by step.
"I'm coming……"
Wencai gripped the handle of the tofu cart tightly, his heart instantly filled with trepidation.
Even if his cultivation level is low and his Taoist skills are limited, he can still tell whether the person walking towards him is a human or a ghost.
The chilling aura emanating from his body had clearly revealed the answer for him.
The pervasive terror made Wen Cai's legs tremble, and he dared not make the slightest move.
shhhhh--
A cold wind swept through, and dozens of ghosts approached, surrounding Qiu Shengwencai.
Their mouths were slightly open, they were murmuring something, and they pointed at the tofu cart.
For them, this kind of delicious food is irresistible and can make them temporarily lose their minds.
"Oh no... Where's Master?"
Qiu Sheng frowned, feeling uncertain as well.
They have completed the task as instructed by their master, attracting all the ghosts.
The number of ghosts gathering around is increasing, now exceeding one hundred, and the number continues to rise.
The entire mountain road was completely blocked off, and the gloomy atmosphere alone was enough to suffocate Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
But given the situation, they dared not make any rash moves and could only stand there.
However, at that moment, several streams of spiritual energy suddenly surged out of the sky, like dazzling lights, spreading all around.
"Set up the formation!"
The reassuring voice reached their ears, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai felt an unprecedented sense of security, looking up at the sound.
Suddenly, the group of senior disciples who had been lurking around emerged from the darkness, each holding a magical artifact in one hand and a talisman in the other, and swiftly waved them toward the ghosts gathered below.
Boom!
A flash of inspiration appeared, converging from the four corners of the east, west, south, and north towards the center.
Countless auras spread, dispelling and devouring the yin energy.
"Yang Protection Formation!"
"rise!"
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Uncle Nine shouted, gathered his energy in both hands, and a ray of spiritual light entered his eyes, which he then scattered in all directions.
The next moment, a dazzling red light spread out from the ground to the side, like a blazing flame, and enveloped the surroundings.
The entire area, as previously planned, is a full five kilometers!
"Get out of the way!"
Master Qianhe landed quickly, grabbed Qiu Shengwencai with one hand and pushed him aside, while condensing a ball of flame in his palm with the other.
"Fiery Palm!"
Take a deep breath and blast directly at the place where the ghosts are most concentrated!
Boom!
A deafening roar was heard, and the entire earth seemed to tremble as flames rose and exploded in front of them.
. ...... ...
The raging flames began to spread, causing the ghosts to flee in terror!
But it was too late; they had already penetrated deep inside and were trapped by the Yang Protection Formation, with no way to escape.
"My fellow disciples, it's all up to you now!"
Uncle Nine looked at his fellow disciples beside him and nodded firmly.
Then, holding a spirit-suppressing talisman in one hand and a Qiankun bag in the other, the group leaped into the ghost tide, chanting incantations to subdue the ghosts they saw one by one.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, on the other hand, were like two people who had nothing to do with it, hiding in the back and unable to get involved at all.
There was nothing but amazement.
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Chapter 290 No Ghost Can Escape! The Divine Might of the Heavenly Net!
Uncle Nine and his group were truly different when they made their move. In the blink of an eye, their aura completely suppressed the crowded ghost tide, rendering it powerless.
Countless wails and screams foreshadowed the crisis the ghosts were facing.
Faced with the unstoppable advance of Uncle Nine and his men, they were completely unable to fight back.
Only after being controlled by the Spirit-Suppressing Talisman can it be subdued by the Qiankun Bag, completely losing its ability to resist.
In no time, more than half of the thousands of ghosts were lost.
The smoothness of the event surprised even Uncle Nine.
"continue!"
Master Four Eyes, holding a peach wood sword, swiftly ran to the side, took out a Bagua plate, and shone it on the ghost in the "193" corner.
Golden light emanated from the Bagua plate, rendering the ghosts completely motionless, as if they had been petrified and could only stand there as punishment.
Qianhe moved through the ghost tide like a swimming dragon, her hands surging with spiritual energy as she continuously waved them, leaving the ghosts no chance to escape.
Reed reed reed!
In less than a quarter of an hour, most of the ghosts had been eliminated. The few remaining vengeful spirits, though possessing some fighting power, appeared ridiculous and powerless in the face of the group of Maoshan Taoist priests.
"Fiery Palm!"
"Thunder in the Palm!"
With everyone working together and using all their magic, they beat the rebellious ghosts until they cried out in agony.
They didn't want to go too far, since these ghosts were quite important to the ghost messengers, and they didn't want to damage their karma, so they had to weaken their fighting power before subduing them.
However, when encountering those who stubbornly resist and attempt to retaliate, there is no need to care about anything else or show any mercy.
Boom!
Accompanied by the roar of thunder and the onslaught of flames.
The last remaining vengeful spirit was subdued, but in the end, it still couldn't escape being taken into the Qiankun Bag.
"It should be gone, right?"
Master Simu stopped to catch his breath. He was covered in sweat and his face was flushed.
He hadn't been active like this for a long time. His spellcasting was a bit stiff, and his stamina was not what it used to be; he was seriously struggling to keep up.
It seems that one can't deny the effects of growing old.
"not yet!"
Uncle Nine glanced behind him; his attention had been focused on this area the whole time.
Outside this protective array of yang energy, there were actually several extremely unstable yin energies.
Looking along the secluded mountain path, you can catch a glimpse of several figures standing side by side.
Despite the fact that all the ghosts inside the formation had been subdued, the figures outside did not make a single move, nor did they seem afraid.
"It's the Eight Immortals of Ghosts!"
Chizuru frowned and spoke up.
"The Eight Ghost Immortals? They're here too?"
Bai Long looked slightly surprised and swallowed hard.
These Eight Immortals of Ghosts were notorious; in fact, they were already infamous during their lifetimes, inspiring fear in all who spoke of them.
Whether it was his heinous acts during his lifetime or his arrogant and remorseless demeanor at the execution ground, it made countless people grit their teeth.
Although the Eight Immortals of Ghosts are now dead, the ghosts they have transformed into fierce and evil spirits are no weaker than when they were alive!
"Fellow disciples, be careful! These Eight Ghost Immortals are not so easy to deal with!"