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Chapter 75: Adventure in the Ghost World (Part )
"Ba Song, you are really worthy of being me." Su Yun, Reverend Bai and Song Shuhang did not go towards Huanggang Village. Just after they took a few steps, they were drawn into a ghost zone.

"Ah?" Song Shuhang was confused when he heard Su Yun's emotion, not knowing what this had to do with him.

In the area they were in, the outside sunlight was blocked by an invisible veil. The surroundings weren't completely dark, but rather a gray, translucent state. The light here became both real and illusory, like the mottled images in an old movie.

The mist was lingering, sometimes thick, sometimes thin. It seemed to have life, moving through the streets and caressing the walls, leaving traces of decay and mottled marks.

A chill and oppression seemed to linger in the entire space. The surroundings were eerily quiet; even the wind seemed afraid of the place, daring not to blow easily, leaving only a dead silence.

Light and shadow began to intertwine and weave, forming distorted faces that appeared and disappeared in the dim light.

"Venerable Bai, how is it? Can these ghosts be dealt with?" Su Yun saw that Venerable Bai seemed to have some realization after being shrouded in the ghost domain, so the three of them just stood where they were and did not act rashly.

After Venerable Bai opened his eyes, Su Yun asked him if he had any new insights into the evil spirits in this world.

Reverend Bai shook his head and said, "It's impossible to solve it. Ghosts in this world are a kind of law, just like when people are hungry they have to eat. When Young Friend Yang Jian finally became a ghost god, he was equivalent to incarnating a law that suppressed the supernatural, so that it would not get out of control."

"Oh~ It's similar to Hongjun merging his body with the Tao, right?" Su Yun nodded, understanding that evil spirits were a law that could only be suppressed and modified, but not completely eliminated.

The words used by Su Yun and Reverend Bai to communicate were very simple, and Song Shuhang could understand them completely.

The two felt that the ghost domain stayed in one place, was still being suppressed, and was shrinking continuously, causing the living people who were caught in the ghost domain to appear.

"Where is this place? Why am I here!?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Mom..."

"Kidnapping! This is kidnapping! I'm calling the police."

"Damn it, the phone call isn't going through!"

"It's fake, it must be fake, I must not wake up yet."

"Could it be a ghost..."

The survivors who were caught in the ghost realm were not killed by the ghosts immediately, but accidentally entered a mysterious place.

Song Shuhang noticed that Senior Bai and Brother Yun were both looking in the same direction, so he followed their gaze. Not far away, a dilapidated ancient building stood alone. Its walls were covered with moss and cracks, as if they were scars of time, recording the vicissitudes of the past.

The doors and windows of the building were tightly closed, but occasionally one could hear low, mournful cries or eerie laughter coming from inside, which eventually returned to a rustling sound, making one's hair stand on end, as if countless ghosts were wandering around the house, unable to rest in peace.

The place where they were was a dilapidated street, covered with weeds and surrounded by extremely strange trees.

Their branches, as if pulled by an invisible force, twisted into strange positions, pointed skyward, as if praying or accusing some indescribable existence. The leaves swayed gently in the breeze, but the sound was unusually harsh, like some ominous omen echoing in my ears.

The air was filled with a strong smell of mold and blood, which made people want to vomit.

As a cultivator, Song Shuhang's spiritual perception was even sharper, and the bushes around him gave him an indescribable feeling, as if countless pairs of eyes were flickering in the darkness, spying on every creature that stepped into this terrifying territory.

"Shuhang, go over and see if there's any information." Su Yun asked Song Shuhang to come over and listen to the situation. The combination of Venerable Bai and Song Shuhang was very stable.

As Song Shuhang approached, he heard a middle-aged man, his face pale with fear and covered in sweat, say to someone nearby, "We must have encountered something supernatural. A relative of mine who works in Dahai City said he encountered a ghost and almost died. He's too scared to stay in Dahai City and plans to return to Dashan City in the next two days."

"This must be fake! How can there be such a thing as ghosts in this world?"

"that is……"

"But how do you explain this situation?"

……

"Are these people from Dashan City?" Su Yun learned some information from Song Shuhang. Dashan City is a small city near Dachang City. The ghost domain instantly brought them here from Dachang City. Reverend Bai's eyes were unfocused, as if he was comprehending something. For someone like Reverend Bai, arriving in an entirely different world and directly encountering the fierce ghosts that represented the rules of that world, it was a relief to simply distract himself from the comprehension and not remain in seclusion.

Su Yun looked at the ancient building over there. The building was wrapped in a layer of black and red with a faint luster and gave off a strong smell of cigarette paper.

Many of the panicked crowds frequently cast their gazes towards Venerable White, but their presence wasn't greatly affected. Perhaps because he was no longer in the Xiu Liao World, Venerable White's unique charm had somewhat subsided. However, his appearance and attire still attracted considerable attention.

"Shuhang, let's go over and take a look." Su Yun was about to call out to Venerable Bai, but when he turned around, he saw that Venerable Bai, the reclusive maniac, had already sat down cross-legged on the spot, with the place where he was sitting faintly covered with yellow sand.

"Senior Bai, this..."

"Don't worry. Do you see the yellow sand where Venerable Bai is? That's the symbol of a Seventh-Rank Spiritual Venerable.

When the strength reaches the seventh-grade spiritual master, when the cultivator is in meditation, a thought will drive the spiritual power in the body, which will have a powerful impact on the real world, forming an illusory reality, an illusory world that is attached to the real world but detached from the reality.

It's a bit similar to the ghost realm in this world. I'll give you a ghost realm-inspired demon later, so that with your first-grade cultivation, you can master the power of the seventh-grade. How about that? "Su Yun explained to Song Shuhang that Venerable Bai was only covering a small area of ​​the yellow sand world, and then bewitched him.

"Brother Yun, please don't curse me. I just want to be a normal cultivator. It would be best if I could be a sword cultivator. If not, a Confucian cultivator would be fine too..." Song Shuhang's face showed a look of longing.

"Good luck to you then." Su Yun almost couldn't help laughing. The two chatted as they walked towards the building. Their unique behavior naturally attracted attention.

"Hey! That ghost place looks very weird, young man. Are you looking for death?"

"It's better not to go there. Let's wait here for official rescue."

Some kindhearted people saw the two men's actions and tried to dissuade them. Others said, "It's hard to persuade a damned person with kind words. Since this young man wants to go over and take a look, let him go."

"Yes, yes, maybe he can help us explore the way."

Su Yun ignored those words because he could no longer see those people. As he approached the building, the scene in front of him changed.

In front of him was a bustling market. There was almost no sign of ghosts there. People were coming and going, and it was bustling and lively. If Su Yun had not been unable to see the faces of those people clearly, he would have thought he had returned to the real world.

Looking towards the end of the street, the building is still standing there, but it is much newer, and people are coming and going in and out.

"Fuck! Brother Yun, don't scare me~" Song Shuhang had lost sight of Su Yun. Although the surroundings were bustling, Song Shuhang only felt a cold, gloomy spiritual aura that continued to affect his body.

This was the horror of the spiritual realm. Even living people could die from the spiritual invasion without the need for evil spirits to intervene. Song Shuhang, a first-rank cultivator, was indeed stronger than an ordinary person, but that couldn't stop the invasion of spiritual energy.

Song Shuhang could only quicken his pace, heading towards the end of the street. As he approached the building, the bustling scene stopped, and all the figures stood still, their eyes fixed on him.

"Hiss~" Song Shuhang felt his body go numb and his expression became a little dazed. He couldn't help but want to communicate with a street vendor.

Song Shuhang's blood and qi began to circulate, and he felt refreshed. He quickly bit his tongue, using the pain to stimulate his mind and cheer himself up.

At this time, Su Yun had already walked to the building at the end of the street and could see the building clearly.

This is a tall wall, and the most eye-catching thing inside is a two-story building. Zhengyang Gate is two stories high, with double eaves, hip roof, three drops of water, gray tubes, green tiles and glazed edges. There is a small door on each side of the main gate.

The outside of the gate is wrapped in a layer of metal, and the door slots are designed to be uneven, making the gate even tighter when closed. If you want to enter or exit, you may only be able to use the small doors on both sides. The entire roof of the building is also covered with a layer of wire mesh with bells tied to the mesh.

The metal covering the outside of the gate was none other than gold, a metal that could block out supernatural forces. Since the gate was sealed with gold, yet a small door was left open, Su Yun couldn't understand this structure, but he could guess it was designed by an older generation of ghost riders.

Su Yun looked back and saw several bodies lying on the street, as well as people screaming in fear, but no sign of a ghost. The closest person to him was Song Shuhang. After a while, Song Shuhang broke free of the illusion and arrived at the gate.

After several people died, the remaining people could no longer sit still. If they waited any longer, they would be waiting to die, so they all ran towards the gate of the building where Su Yun was.

Among the group of people on the street, more than a dozen people stopped running, their faces became dull, their clothes changed, and they were dressed like the group of people seen in the market scene before, and then they disappeared one by one.

(End of this chapter)