Demon-killing Enlightenment

A team of more than 200 people filed in.

It was extremely quiet; even the previously noisy Ghost-Slaying Gang was silent.

Mu Yang followed the large group into the hunting forest.

The fog in the hunting forest was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Mu Yang increased the circulation of his spiritual energy and gradually began to see things clearly.

The team in front began to thin out, and some people started to walk in different directions. Gradually, there was no one around Mu Yang anymore, and he became an orphan in the hunting forest.

Huh~, Mu Yang let out a long sigh.

He began his first ghost killing near Nanguan.

Since he was not familiar with the hunting forest, Mu Yang was not in a hurry to look for ghosts everywhere, but began to understand the terrain of the hunting forest. The two months of trekking before entering the pass made him develop the habit of surveying the terrain and moving forward in secret.

This place is worthy of being called a "forest", with all kinds of strange-shaped trees growing towards the sky. Some are dry and black, but still stand there firmly, and some are still lush, but only have some leaves on the crown, and the trunks below are bare.

However, these trees all have one characteristic, that is, the lower trunks are covered with scratches. The scratches are crisscrossed, some old and some new, and some deep scratches can even penetrate the entire trunk.

Mu Yang touched the scratches and analyzed them, and found that ordinary wandering souls could not leave such deep marks. Most of these scratches were caused by resentful souls or evil spirits.

Looking at the dense scratches, Mu Yang was also surprised. The density and strength of ghosts in the hunting forest were definitely incomparable to the ghost tides in Yangcheng and Yanchi City.

Mu Yang continued to go deeper, knife in hand, and was extremely alert.

The fog became thicker the further he went in, and he began to smell the pervasive resentment, the thickest of which Mu Yang had ever seen in his life.

At this time, the old ghost felt something in the Reverse Spirit Mirror.

Mu Yang separated a part of his spirit and entered the Reverse Spirit Mirror. The old guy was gesticulating excitedly.

He actually asked Mu Yang to use the space of the Reverse Spirit Mirror to absorb resentment, saying that it could help him, Aunt Liu, and Chi Hun improve their strength, and they could also continue to forge the soul-summoning flag.

Mu Yang was speechless. This old ghost was really careless. He didn't even consider where he was. He just absorbed resentment casually. Wasn't he afraid of attracting powerful ghosts?

But Mu Yang thought about it again. He now had three vengeful spirits, among which the Red Soul was quite powerful. With his own strength close to the middle stage of the Present Qi Realm, it would not be a problem for him to encounter ordinary vengeful spirits.

I don't go too deep into the hunting forest, so I shouldn't attract those powerful vengeful spirits.

Therefore, Mu Yang opened the space of the Reverse Spirit Mirror and let the resentment around him enter.

It wouldn't matter if it wasn't opened, but the Ni Ling Jian was like a large water pump, and the resentment in the hunting forest was like the water in the lake, swirling and drilling into Mu Yang's arm.

Mu Yang was like a bubble in the center of a whirlpool, swaying left and right due to the resentment.

The force was so powerful that Mu Yang was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the resentment was still pouring towards him, Mu Yang decisively closed the Ni Ling Jian space.

Looking at the environment around him and then at his left forearm, Mu Yang was sure that the space of the Reverse Spirit Mirror was closed.

A part of his spirit entered the Nilingjian, and the old ghost was shaking his broken banner and dancing happily. Chihun and Aunt Liu seemed very calm, but the resentment was also gathering around them and absorbing it.

Mu Yang felt that there was indeed more resentment in the Nilingjian space, and it could actually be absorbed by Aunt Liu and the others. This was good news. This meant that even if Mu Yang didn't need to infuse them with spiritual energy in the future, they could slowly improve their strength.

Mu Yang's spirit was out of control, but he didn't blame the old ghost. This old guy looked crazy, but he had a lot of ideas.

However, Mu Yang cannot absorb resentment so exaggeratedly. Whether it is a ghost or a human, it is not a good thing to be attracted by resentment, so Mu Yang decided to only open the space of the Reverse Spirit Mirror a little bit to let the resentment enter slowly without causing a disturbance.

After feeling his left forearm absorbing resentment bit by bit, Mu Yang continued to explore.

Not long after they walked, the ghost jade on Mu Yang's waist lit up. The white gem sparkled and became brighter and brighter.

Mu Yang held a knife in his hand, his spiritual energy circulated rapidly, and he was alert to the surrounding environment.

Sure enough, in front of Mu Yang's right, a large group of wandering souls slowly approached, not fast, but in large numbers. There were more wandering souls than the three waves that Mu Yang killed before entering the pass that night.

Mu Yang calmed down and used the Xing character technique quickly, weaving through the group of wandering souls like a dragon.

After a while, 30% of the wandering souls disappeared.

Mu Yang took a breath and looked at the wandering souls that were still approaching. Mu Yang was not afraid. He led them around in circles in the hunting forest, waiting for the next kill.

In the thick fog, a black shadow shuttled quickly, followed by a large group of wandering souls. Anyone who saw it would gasp. Even if they were just ordinary wandering souls, there were so many of them that ordinary people in the Qi Awareness Realm would never dare to provoke them easily.

Mu Yang walked around in a big circle and found that there were no other wandering souls around, so he stopped and waited for these slow-moving wandering souls to catch up.

Maybe the human breath is too special in the hunting forest. Once these wandering souls sense life, they will pursue them relentlessly until they can no longer sense the breath.

Mu Yang used the Liu family's sword technique and rushed into the group of wandering souls, like an arrow shooting at a pile of balloons. The wandering souls dissipated before they could react.

This time it took some time, and there was no wandering soul left around Mu Yang, only those strange-looking trees.

Mu Yang breathed slightly and looked at the scimitar in his hand. He felt that it was still not working well, otherwise these wandering souls would be eliminated faster.

Anyway, the hunting forest is very large and there is no one around. Mu Yang's mind moved, and he took out his scimitar from the Nilingjian. With this scimitar in hand, Mu Yang is more confident. Even if he encounters a resentful spirit, Mu Yang can deal with it alone without relying on the three ghosts in the Nilingjian.

Mu Yang continued to go deeper, but it was already daybreak, the resentment dissipated, and the fog in the hunting forest seemed to have become a little thinner. Mu Yang sensed the changes and had some questions in his mind. Could it be that there were no ghosts in the hunting forest during the day?

But then Mu Yang overturned his guess. This hunting forest is much larger than Yanchi City. Yanchi City still has vengeful spirits that can appear during the day, and this hunting forest is definitely not that simple.

Besides, there are more than 200 people led by Mu Yang into the hunting forest this time. It would be too troublesome for so many people to go back after just one night. They must hunt and kill ghosts in the hunting forest day and night, so that these people can maximize their efficiency.

Sure enough, just as Mu Yang was thinking about these things, the yellow ghost jade gem on his waist lit up.

Hateful spirit? Mu Yang became alert.

However, judging from the dim brightness of the yellow jade, there should not be many of them, perhaps only one.

Mu Yang climbed up the tree, intending to launch a sneak attack on the resentful spirit and kill it by surprise.

Not long after, the vengeful spirit appeared and quickly floated past the tree where Mu Yang was. Just as Mu Yang was about to get down from the tree to kill the ghost, he heard a faint rustling sound coming from the direction where the vengeful spirit was coming from.

Mu Yang did not get down from the tree rashly, but waited quietly on the tree.

Soon, a group of humans approached quickly, ran straight past Mu Yang's feet, and chased after the resentful spirit.