A passerby in a horror movie

"Hey, Mr. Zhong, wait for me, wait for me!"

The short ghost shouted loudly as he quickened his pace to catch up.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he instantly felt a chill creep up his spine.

The short ghost understood that this was the source urgently warning him, and it felt as if a pair of cold eyes were staring intently at him in the darkness.

"not good!"

The short ghost instantly realized something was wrong. He quickly turned around, and mysterious spatial ripples appeared around him, as he tried to use the power of the source to teleport away.

However, he was horrified to discover that he was unable to teleport at all, and even his desperate attempts to channel the power of the source into him were to no avail.

"The Underworld Array! Damn it, who's controlling the Underworld Array?"

The short ghost felt the powerful force enveloping the entire Judge's Hall, and his face instantly turned pitch black, as if it had been stained with ink.

His face was contorted with fear and anger, and the muscles in his face twitched incessantly.

At this moment, his soul had been completely and silently invaded by the source, without his knowledge, and the soul of the short ghost messenger was also directly devoured.

After all, with his meager strength, the short ghost messenger was completely powerless against the Netherworld's grand formation, even though he was only being controlled by Li Haotian.

If the source hadn't taken over the short ghost's body immediately, he would probably have been instantly crushed into dust and vanished into nothingness by the terrifying power of the great formation.

However, even with the help of the source power, the short ghost's body was on the verge of collapse.

After all, this Underworld Formation possesses a portion of the power of the Underworld. Although the power of the source is strong, the power poured into the short ghost messenger is weaker than that of his original clone, and is simply insufficient to resist the power of the Underworld Formation.

So in just a few breaths, the short ghost's body began to tremble violently, like a leaf in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, his body disintegrated, and strands of black threads floated out from within his body.

These black threads, as if alive, twisted and turned in the darkness, quickly forming a black face the size of a human head.

The black face had no features, yet it exuded an indescribable evil and eeriness.

The moment the black-faced figure appeared, the power of the previously heavy and oppressive underworld formation instantly diminished.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Kui, who was not far ahead, also seemed to be affected.

He stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, completely still.

His eyes were vacant, and the surrounding yin energy began to converge on his body frantically, as if an invisible hand was pulling him and dragging him into an endless abyss of darkness.

"Brother, what... what happened? Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Upon seeing this, Zhong Ling's voice trembled, filled with panic and fear.

Her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief, as she stared intently at Zhong Kui, who remained motionless in front of her.

Affected by this evil aura, Zhong Ling's body trembled slightly, and she instinctively took a few steps back.

But she suppressed her fear and quickly rushed to Zhong Kui's side, giving him a hard push.

However, Zhong Kui remained motionless, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

Zhong Ling's palms were painfully pressed against Zhong Kui's iron-hard body, but Zhong Kui showed no reaction.

Just as Zhong Ling was about to cast a spell to try and awaken Zhong Kui, the black face that the source had transformed into instantly moved over.

As it moved, the black face twisted and deformed, emitting a chilling hissing sound.

Then, several somewhat transparent black threads also emerged from Zhong Kui's body.

These threads, as ethereal as smoke yet incredibly strong, quickly connected with the black face.

"what!"

This sudden change startled both Zhong Ling and Li Shimin, who was standing nearby.

Li Shimin, in particular, had never seen such a terrifying scene before.

His face turned deathly pale, his legs went weak, and he quickly shook off Zhong Ling's hand, turning to run away.

When Zhong Ling saw Li Shimin fleeing, she wanted to stop him, but she gritted her teeth and decided not to bother with him.

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: to protect her brother.

Zhong Ling resolutely stood in front of Zhong Kui and the black-faced figure, clenching her fists and unleashing a surge of magical power within her, attempting to sever the black lines.

Although Zhong Ling didn't know what these black threads were or where they came from.

But she knew that the evil aura emanating from her brother was definitely not good, and she couldn't let it take over his body.

However, Zhong Ling's obstruction was destined to be in vain.

She tried to raise her hand, but found that she couldn't move her body at all, as if an incredibly powerful force was pouring into her body.

This power was like a towering mountain, many times stronger than her brother's magic, making it hard for her to breathe.

Zhong Ling felt that her soul was completely suppressed, her mind was blank, and it seemed that she was about to collapse at any moment.

"No, no, don't hurt her!"

Just at this critical moment, Zhong Kui suddenly woke up.

Seeing his sister in danger, he struggled desperately, seemingly trying to break free from Round Head's control.

But his struggles were futile; he could only barely keep his mind clear.

The black threads inside his body acted like a marionette, completely controlling his body.

Even if Zhong Kui burned his own essence, he was completely unable to move and could only watch helplessly as the black threads rapidly entered his body and merged with him.

The source's current plan is to directly possess Zhong Kui's body.

It knew that doing so would be detected by the gods, but as long as it could temporarily use Zhong Kui's body to resist the Netherworld's great formation, it could escape and preserve this clone.

If it doesn't rely on Zhong Kui's power, it will directly face the suppression of the Underworld's grand formation. Even if it uses its full strength, it will likely attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

However, while his idea was good, Li Haotian was well-prepared. He was now controlling more than just one central array.

After realizing what the source wanted to do, Li Haotian immediately activated all the remaining Ghost Emperor Seals.

In an instant, beams of golden light shot out from the seal, shining like brilliant stars.

The power of the Great Seal activated all the remaining core elements of the Underworld Array.

"boom!"

In an instant, an extremely powerful energy appeared within the underworld.

All the central hubs of the Ghost Emperor's Palace lit up with energy screens, which shone brightly, as if the sun's radiance had descended upon this dark underworld.

Even ghosts in hell can see it.

The energy from the light curtain reached straight to the Netherworld, enveloping the underworld.

Under this energy, all the ghosts, spirits, and other spirits seemed to be suppressed by the boundless energy.