Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

"quick!"

"Go faster, go faster!"

Ma Ling'er clung tightly to the mane on Gun Gun's back.

Her face stung from the cold wind.

But her eyes burned with a fierce rage.

That was hatred for evil spirits.

It also reflects the excitement of the upcoming battle.

"roar--!"

Rolling forth let out a deafening roar.

At this time, it was over three zhang long.

Its fur gleamed with a metallic sheen.

Each time it lands, it creates a large crater in the hard permafrost.

Its speed was extremely fast.

Like a golden cannonball, it crashed hard into the dilapidated earth temple in front of it.

Nearly.

closer.

A nauseating smell of blood hit me.

That's not just the taste of blood.

There was also the stench of rotting corpses.

And the acrid smell of a soul being burned.

"arrive!"

Ma Ling'er's pupils suddenly contracted.

She saw it.

The dilapidated courtyard wall, which was originally only half a person high, is now shrouded in thick black mist.

And in the center of that black mist.

A nine-story-high altar of white bones stood out prominently!

On the altar.

A figure dressed in a bright red official robe was sitting cross-legged.

His hair was down, covering half of his face.

But the exposed eyes gleamed with an eerie green light.

It was that accountant who stole the divine throne!

That is, the Ghost Scholar of today!

"Hehehe..."

"Has it finally arrived?"

Ghost Scholar seemed to have sensed Ma Ling'er's arrival long ago.

He didn't turn around.

It simply let out a chilling, eerie laugh.

"The Ma family's little baby."

"You're too late."

As his voice faded.

The ground around the altar suddenly cracked open.

puff!puff!puff!

Countless blood-red beams of light erupted forth.

These beams of light did not dissipate.

Instead, they intertwine and entwine in the air as if they were alive.

In the blink of an eye.

This formed a huge blood-red light shield, encasing the entire earth god temple within it.

And above that light shield.

Countless distorted human faces appeared.

There were elderly people, children, and women.

They opened their mouths wide and let out a silent wail.

pain.

despair.

Those were the wronged souls of living beings sacrificed alive!

"brute!"

Ma Ling'er's eyes widened in horror.

Although she is naturally lively and carefree.

But as a descendant of the Ma family, I cannot tolerate such heinous acts.

"This is the Nine Nether Blood Fiend Formation!"

"You actually killed so many people just to become a god!"

Ma Ling'er gritted her teeth.

He swung the demon-subduing staff in his hand with a sudden movement.

The golden bell on it emitted a series of rapid, crisp sounds.

"Ring ring—!"

The sound of the bell seemed particularly jarring in the cold wind.

It was as if it were a clarion call to declare war on all the evil spirits in the sky.

"Get out!"

"Smash it, Grandma!"

Ma Ling'er let out a delicate shout.

The panda beneath him seemed to sense its master's anger.

A fierce glint appeared in its round eyes.

"roar!"

The surging people stood up.

Two huge forepaws are raised high.

Golden demonic power gathered wildly in his palm.

It transformed into two golden palms the size of millstones.

"Open the mountain!"

The rolling thing spoke human language.

The sound was like a resounding bell.

next second.

It slammed heavily onto the blood-red light shield.

boom--!

A deafening roar.

The entire western suburbs were trembling.

A violent shockwave swept outwards in all directions.

Dead trees within a radius of 100 meters were uprooted in an instant.

Click!

Click!

The seemingly indestructible crimson light shield crumbled under the full force of the rolling attack.

Countless fine cracks appeared.

It's like shattered glass.

"ah--!"

The wronged souls on the light shield let out mournful screams.

Black smoke billowed.

The formation shook violently.

It looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

"Well done!"

A hint of joy flashed in Ma Ling'er's eyes.

"One more time!"

"Completely destroy this broken formation!"

however.

Just as the rolling thing was preparing to launch its second attack.

The ghost figure on the altar finally moved.

He slowly raised his head.

A contemptuous sneer appeared on his pale face.

"He's quite strong."

"pity."

"In the face of absolute suppression of power, brute force is the most useless thing."

The ghost scholar extended one finger.

Just a gentle touch.

hum!

On the altar, the earth god statue that had been splashed with black dog blood suddenly lit up.

A stream of dark red divine power instantly flowed into the great formation.

The light shield that was already cracked.

It healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It's not just about healing.

The wronged souls that had been wailing suddenly turned their heads.

He stared intently at Ma Ling'er and Gun Gun.

Pain was no longer in their eyes.

Rather, it was resentment and malice.

Extreme resentment and venom!

"Hungry……"

"Meat...this meat smells so good..."

Countless wronged souls stretched out their pale arms.

It passed through the light shield and reached for the rolling fur.

"What?!"

Ma Ling'er was terrified.

She never expected that this ghost scholar could actually control the formation to fight back.

"Get out of here!"

She waved her demon-subduing staff, scattering the ghostly hands that reached out one by one.

But there are just too many ghost hands.

Densely packed, endless.

It's like a stubborn infection that you can't shake off no matter what you do.

"snort."

The ghost scholar snorted coldly.

He seemed to have lost interest in continuing to watch the play.

"Since you're here..."

"Then leave it as a sacrifice for this god."

talking.

He pulled two paper figures out of his sleeve.

Those were two paper effigies, each about the size of a palm.

She wore brightly colored clothes and had two patches of bright red rouge on her face.

It looks exceptionally festive.

But it was also extremely strange.

"go."

The ghost scholar casually tossed it aside.

The two paper figures floated lightly to the ground.

call--

A cold wind blew by.

The two paper figures swelled as they faced the wind.

In the blink of an eye.

They actually turned into two giants, each two zhang tall!

The one on the left.

He was dressed in white mourning clothes and wore a tall white hat.

He was holding a mourning stick in his hand.

A strange smile was on his face.

The one on the right.

He was dressed in a black funeral shroud and wore a black hat.

He was dragging a jet-black, soul-snatching chain in his hand.

Its face was ferocious, with protruding fangs.

This is clearly a paper figure made in imitation of the legendary Black and White Impermanence!

But the aura they exude.

It is even more terrifying than a real vengeful ghost!

"This is……"

Ma Ling'er gasped.

"Paper guardian deities?!"

"That old ghost actually managed to infuse evil spirits into a paper effigy!"

Before she could think further...

The "White Impermanence" let out a strange laugh and pounced forward.

"Hehehe..."

"Little sister, come play with your brother..."

Its sound is high-pitched and shrill, like scratching a blackboard with fingernails.

The mourning stick in his hand whistled through the air.

It hit me right on the head!

This one.

If it's firmly planted.

Even the strongest body will be smashed into mincemeat!

"roll!"

Rolling roared angrily.

It neither dodges nor avoids.

It charged straight at him with a claw.

"clang!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The paw that could have crushed a boulder was actually blocked!

The "White Impermanence" was forced back three steps.

But its body only swayed slightly, and it was completely unharmed!

Its body is made of paper.

But it's harder than steel!

"Hehehe..."

"Ouch, that hurts..."

"It hurts so much, brother..."

"White Impermanence" touched his chest, which had been dented from being hit.

There, the black mist churned and rolled.

The dent suddenly bulged up.

Everything is back to normal!

"An immortal body?!"

Ma Ling'er's heart sank to the bottom.

The two monsters were far more troublesome than she had imagined.

Just then.

The "Black Impermanence" that hadn't made a move until now has also made its attempt.

slam-la-

The pitch-black chains were like venomous snakes emerging from their holes.

It cunningly coiled around the rolling hind legs.

Gun Gun was struggling with "White Impermanence" and had no time to dodge.

Click!

The chains tightened instantly.

The barbs on it were deeply embedded in the rolling flesh.

"Awooo—!"

Gun Gun let out a cry of pain.

Golden blood dripped down the chains.

"Old Immortal!"

Ma Ling'er was so heartbroken that tears were about to fall.

She suddenly pulled a handful of yellow talismans from her bosom.

That was the "Five Thunder Exorcism Talisman" passed down by the Ma family.

Each one is worth a fortune!

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their power!"

"Thunderstruck me!"

"Imperial Edict!"

Ma Ling'er formed a hand seal.

The dozen or so talismans instantly burst into flames.

They transformed into streaks of purple lightning.

It struck the "Black Impermanence" hard.

Crackling sounds!

A loud bang.

The "Black Impermanence" was struck by lightning, causing its body to smoke and emit a burning smell.

It howled in pain, and the chains on its hands loosened slightly.

"Now's the time!"

"Get out of here!"

Ma Ling'er shouted.

They wanted to take this opportunity to create distance.

But at that moment...

The ghostly figure on the altar made his move again.

He merely glanced at the "Black Impermanence" indifferently.

"waste."

With that whisper.

The wounds on "Black Impermanence"'s body were originally caused by being struck by lightning.

A large amount of red light suddenly appeared.

Those red lights.

It was drawn from the surrounding Blood Fiend Array!

sizzle-

The wound has healed.

The aura surged!

These two paper guardians have actually become one with this ghost scholar and the entire formation!

As long as the great formation remains intact.

As long as the ghost scholar doesn't fall.

They are immortal!

"Damn it!"

"How are we supposed to fight this?!"

Ma Ling'er was in despair.

Although she is a genius of the Ma family.

But she was only sixteen years old.

Faced with this seemingly unsolvable situation, she also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Give up."

The ghost scholar looked down at her.

It's like watching an ant struggling to its death.

"Be a willing sacrifice to this god."

"It's your honor."

boom!

The two paper guardians pounced on them again.

This time.

Their momentum became even more ferocious.

Despite its desperate resistance, the panda struggled on.

But he already had several wounds on his body.

The golden demonic aura also dimmed considerably.

Ma Ling'er could only keep throwing out talismans to barely keep going.

But the talismans on her body.

Not much anymore.

"Could it be...?"

"Am I really going to die here today?"

Ma Ling'er bit her lip.

A trickle of blood flowed down.

She is not reconciled.

She has not yet become the most powerful shaman in the Ma family.

She is not married yet.

She hasn't even tried all the delicious food in the world yet.

"Zhou Yuan..."

"That jerk..."

"Why aren't they here yet...?"

I don't know why.

At this critical juncture of life and death.

Suddenly, the image of the boy who always carried a coffin appeared in her mind.

……

at the same time.

Fengzhou City, Zhuque Avenue.

The battle here is nearing its end.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of black ash.

Those were the marks left behind after countless evil spirits were slain.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood.

"call……"

"call……"

Zhou Yuan, leaning on his peach wood sword, knelt on the ground.

He was panting heavily.

His body was covered in black bloodstains.

That was the blood of zombies and vengeful spirits.

Although there is the replenishment of yin energy provided by "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters".

However, such intense fighting still left his body feeling extremely exhausted.

"Brother Zhou!"

Are you alright?

Old Wang walked over with a limp.

His left hand was injured and was being haphazardly bandaged with strips of cloth.

But his wrinkled face bore the joy of surviving a disaster.

"The ghost tide... seems to have receded!"

indeed.

Zhou Yuan then killed the sixth-rank evil spirit.

Without a leader, the ghost tide began to collapse.

The remaining low-level ghosts were slaughtered by the people of the mortuary and fled in terror.

Zhou Yuan did not answer.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the western suburbs.

There.

The black beam of light had grown to an extreme size.

Even the clouds in the sky were dyed black.

A terrifying, chilling wave surged through the air.

Even from this distance, I can clearly feel it.

Boom!

Boom!

That was the earth trembling.

That was a sign that some terrifying being was about to be born.

"not good!"

Zhou Yuan's expression changed drastically.

"Something's happened to Ling'er!"

He could feel it.

The atmosphere over there was very chaotic.

It is clear that a fierce battle is taking place.

and.

The aura that belonged to Ma Ling'er was growing weaker and weaker!

"It's too late."

Zhou Yuan glanced at his legs.

Although it can still run.

But they wanted to get to the Earth God Temple in the western suburbs, which was five miles away.

It will take at least another fifteen minutes.

A quarter of an hour.

That's enough to make Ma Ling'er die ten times over!

"Uncle Wang!"

Zhou Yuan suddenly stood up.

His eyes became more serious than ever before.

"I'm leaving."

Old Wang was taken aback.

"Go? Where to?"

"Go to the western suburbs."

Zhou Yuan pointed to the black beam of light.

"That's the source of the ghost tide."

"If we don't destroy that place, even if we kill all the ghosts here, Fengzhou City will still be doomed."

"But……"

Old Wang looked at Zhou Yuan's swaying body.

"Can you even fight like this?"

"The physical body won't do."

Zhou Yuan shook his head.

"Then use your soul!"

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Wang, I need to perform the Soul Separation Technique."

"I entrust my physical body to you."

"remember."

"No matter what happens."

Even if it means death.

"I won't let anything get even a step closer to my body!"

The art of separating the soul.

This is the most dangerous method in the Night Wandering Realm.

Once the physical body is destroyed.

The spirit of the underworld will become a rootless duckweed.

At best, it will destroy all your cultivation.

In severe cases, it can lead to the destruction of one's soul and spirit!

But this.

It's currently the only and fastest way!

Old Wang looked into Zhou Yuan's determined eyes.

He suddenly understood something.

He shoved the dulled butcher knife into the ground.

"good!"

"Brother Zhou, don't worry!"

"As long as the old man still has a breath left."

"Nobody will lay a finger on you!"

"Brothers!"

Old Wang turned around and roared at the few dozen men who remained behind him.

"Surround it!"

"Protect Brother Zhou!"

"yes!"

Those dozens of men, covered in blood, did not hesitate at all.

They quickly formed a circle as solid as an iron barrel.

They protected Zhou Yuan in the middle.

They made no grand pronouncements.

Only those pairs of eyes that faced death without flinching.

And those weapons pointing outwards.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart.

Thank you.