Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

When Pei Yu stepped into the illusion set up by the ghost hunter, the scene before him suddenly changed. The modern buildings flew away and disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.

When your eyes cannot see, your hearing becomes extra sharp.

Pei Yu closed his eyes and walked forward. After taking a few steps, the buzzing sound in his ears became particularly clear.

Swish-!

The long sword in Pei Yu's hand cut through the sky with a hissing sound, and then a red light flashed in his hand, and the light spread all the way to the sword body, and with a loud bang, it cut through the pitch-black darkness.

The light tore a crack, Pei Yu tapped the ground with his toes, and flew out of the crack created by the sword.

The white light was bright and dazzling. When the white light in front of Pei Yu's eyes gradually dissipated, a strong smell of rust came into his nose.

The yellow sand was blown by the strong wind, hitting the eyes and nostrils violently.

All Pei Yu could see before his eyes could only be described as corpses strewn across the ground.

The sun was still high in the sky in the distance, and the scorching heat made the long-dead flesh and blood body emit an unbearable smell of decay.

The blood that flowed out from the hill of corpses dyed the ground layer by layer in a red to black color.

Pei Yu frowned and looked down at his hands.

The stabbing pain was clearly transmitted to the nerves in his brain, and Pei Yu quickly realized what was happening.

A sound of breaking air was heard in the distance. Pei Yu's eyes dimmed, and a red light flashed in his hand, blocking the rain of arrows coming towards him.

“What is that?!”

"evildoer!!"

“This is witchcraft!!”

Pei Yu looked over and saw the arrows flashing in the light on the city wall like stars in the night sky.

This is the scene before the original body's death.

The ghost hunter controls the illusions to bring out the things people fear most, in order to defeat their hearts and control their souls.

but……

Pei Yu raised the corner of his lips and raised his sword.

"idiot."

Cen Shenyi moved his bound hands and feet and cursed in his heart with an expressionless face.

The ropes that bound his hands and feet were just ordinary hemp ropes, which were fine for ordinary people, but for a ghost catcher like Cen Shenyi, they were like paper.

Cen Shenyi looked around and found that the room where he was imprisoned was similar in specifications to the old and dilapidated basement.

Only the densely packed tablets and statues of ghosts and gods in the room made people feel cold.

"When you wake up, talk. I like to hear people talk to me."

A voice that was neither male nor female, extremely unpleasant, and like that of a drake sounded not far in front of Cen Shenyi.

A figure pushed open the door of the room and walked in. Only then did Cen Shenyi see what kind of face this ghost catcher who had lived for thousands of years looked like.

Cen Shenyi has lived for so many years and has seen countless ghosts and monsters, but the one before him definitely broke his understanding of creatures.

It is not the terrifying face of an evil ghost, nor the horror of a wild monster.

This face and body shape look like a monster that was pieced together by different people using different creatures.

On top of its thin, hunched body like a mouse was a head as big as a pig, with eyeballs sticking out of the eye sockets like fish, and the tip of its nose, as long as an elephant, was turned straight up to cover its flesh.

His willow-like limbs twisted and supported his body as he moved forward.

Cen Shenyi: “…”

It's really hard to look so disgusting.

The ghost hunter looked greedily at Cen Shenyi, as if he was looking at a piece of fat meat within reach: "How did you live to this age?"

Cen Shenyi shivered and hid back: "I have seen many monsters like you since I was a child. I know what you want to do. If you let me go, my family will burn incense and offer sacrifices to you!"

"You, little boy, know a lot, but it's a pity... I don't want anything else, I just want your soul." The ghost hunter hummed in a strange voice.

Cen Shenyi's eyes widened when he heard this, and he kept shaking his head: "No! Don't!"

The ghost catcher held a flashing yellow talisman in his hand and walked towards Cen Shenyi step by step.

However, before the yellow talisman in his hand could get close to Cen Shenyi, the ghost catcher felt his eyes suddenly go dark and a yellow talisman was stuck on his forehead.

Then the ghost hunter felt a chill in his chest and a peach wood sword pierced through his chest.

The ghost catcher coughed up a mouthful of blood and had to throw the yellow talisman away in an emergency.

Cen Shenyi had already affixed a yellow talisman to the ghost catcher, but he never expected that this yellow talisman, after many improvements, still had extremely limited restrictions on the ghost catcher.

In desperation, he had to draw out his peach wood sword and took two steps back to create some distance.

The ghost catcher tore off the yellow talisman on his face, took a closer look, and then looked at Cen Shenyi with a ferocious expression.

The blade of the peach wood sword in Cen Shenyi's hand seemed to have been corroded by sulfuric acid, rotten and black, and could no longer be used.

The scar on the ghost hunter's chest disappeared in just a few breaths.

Cen Shenyi's face darkened. It turned out that this creature that had lived for a thousand years was not so easy to kill.

The ghost hunter had already realized that everything was a trap set by Cen Shenyi, and he rushed towards Cen Shenyi while cursing.

Cen Shenyi dodged the ghost catcher's attack by leaning back and threw down the peach wood sword.

Cen Shenyi prepared the yellow talisman in advance, and at the beginning he was able to fight the ghost catcher on equal terms. But as time went on, Cen Shenyi found it difficult to face the ghost catcher.

The ghost hunter seemed tireless.

Cen Shenyi's heart moved and his eyes shifted to the tablet in the room.

No wonder.

This room is filled with spirits that have served him well over the years and nourished his soul.

As long as these spirits remain, his soul will never be weakened.

When the ghost catcher attacked him next time, Cen Shenyi suddenly took two steps back and then dodged quickly.

The attack instantly shattered a row of tablets.

"Asshole!"

The ghost hunter saw Cen Shenyi dodge the attack and screamed with bloodshot eyes.

Cen Shenyi gasped and dodged the ghost catcher's angry attack.

Under the increasingly fierce attack, Cen Shenyi rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand to pull off the red rope on his wrist.

When the ghost catcher saw that Cen Shenyi was cornered, he laughed grimly and pounced on him.

However, the next moment, he saw an extremely contemptuous smile on Cen Shenyi's face.

The ghost hunter's heart skipped a beat, but it was too late to retreat.

A buzzing sound was heard in the air, and a piece of red brocade clothes appeared in front of Cen Shenyi.

The man had an extremely handsome face, a face that a ghost hunter would never forget even if he had lived for thousands of years.

The ghost hunter gritted his teeth and was furious: "Pei Yu!"

The soul he had set his eyes on thousands of years ago.

After much effort, he was killed, but all his efforts were in vain.

A person without a soul.

A soul without any weaknesses.

Pei Yu's expression was shallow. He looked at her for a while and said, "It's been so long since we last met. You're uglier than before."

Ghost Hunter: “………”