Chapter 426

Chapter 426: The Evil Bell and the Evening Drum Summon Souls to Their Demise

The Primitive Shell Symbol "hissed" as it transformed. The Cold Armor Emperor and Lü E brought many Remnant Souls with them, and Li Hui spared no effort in consuming his merits to wash away their pasts, sweeping away dark thoughts and expelling evil beings, completely enhancing his power.

“Alas! Life is rootless, drifting like dust on the road. Scattered in the wind, this is no longer the true self,” the Cold Armor Emperor sighed, infusing his spirit into the transformation. He said solemnly, “As the years roll on, heaven’s killing intent descends, and the world faces great calamity. As practitioners, we must suppress a portion of this evil in the world!”

“Boom!” Golden light surged, flowers fell like rain, and the treasure banner hung high, spreading across the heavens.

The once-mighty Cold Armor Emperor began to transform, shedding countless layers of gray and becoming dignified, emerging as a formidable protector in the miniature Buddhist nation. He reached out and gathered dozens of treasures, saying, “These items your master misuses; bring in those twelve ghost cultivators with the zodiac legal forms outside; they can serve under me.”

Li Hui was delighted. With the assistance of the Cold Armor Emperor, his powers as a protector increased significantly.

Lü E also entered the Golden Shell Buddhist nation, observing the surroundings and shaking her head: “This small heavenly cave is so dilapidated, it looks like a patched robe, tattered with rag after rag, so shabby.”

Li Hui smiled wryly: “Elder, you were once the queen of the Great Summer Dynasty, so it is natural you would look down on such conditions. However, every beginning is difficult. Though this small heavenly cave is in ruins, it still has some foundation. With multiple refinements and repairs, there is hope for it to regain its vitality and flourish.”

“Fog obscures the towers, the moon confuses the river crossing; the Peach Blossom Source has no trace to be found. One can endure a lonely house closed against spring chill, with the sound of cuckoos and the slant of the evening sun,” Lü E mused, her expression suddenly becoming sharp and proud. “Little brat, bring in those five sword-wielding ghost cultivators outside; I want them to be the Five Directions as Heralds.”

“Thank you!”

With the Cold Armor Emperor and Queen Lü E residing, two protective heavenly kings, one male and one female, were transformed.

Following the booming voice, golden light led the Yuanchen Twelve Ghosts and the Five Swordmasters of Lingxu away. Li Hui sighed in relief, feeling the pressure lessen. He pointed to the swarming ghostly beings, and the bronze-armored soldiers and purple-feathered swift snakes immediately charged in, slaughtering fiercely as black clouds swirled, causing the dark energy jars to devour voraciously.

Suddenly, hundreds of Ghost Foxes appeared. Every three Ghost Foxes merged, rolling on the ground to form a massive creature with three fox heads, behind which sprouted five fox tails. Their eyes glowed like lanterns, shooting out ghostly blue flames.

After merging, the Ghost Foxes reached mid-stage Bosa, equivalent to Jieyin’s cultivation. However, with so many of them, without large-scale extermination methods, disaster could easily befall!

The Dao soldiers were intercepting other ghostly beings and had no attention to spare.

Li Hui released a Buddha Pagoda, standing three zhang tall and nine feet wide. Upon its emergence, it immediately radiated tower-like golden light, forming golden script seals towards the ghostly beings.

At the same time, a huge black and white halo appeared, spinning like a windmill and drawing dark light from the nearby ghostly beings. The starving corpses nearby raised their heads in roar and suddenly opened their mouths to swallow the dark light. Their bellies crazily expanded, yet they did not burst, quickly turning into giant spheres that disoriented anyone who looked.

“Using their own methods against them!”

As his voice fell, a chessboard appeared, spinning rapidly and retracting the bronze-armored soldiers and purple-feathered swift snakes. The massive spheres rolled toward the ghostly beings, frightening them into retreat.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…” The terrifying explosions shook the dark mountains, and Li Hui was affected, quickly channeling Buddhist power into the nearby Buddha Pagoda to strengthen its protective golden light.

In just half a cup of tea, all the starving corpses were annihilated, with no ravenous ghouls emerging, let alone a ghost king. Concentrating nearly a thousand damage-dealing talismans on them had granted them a hundredfold to thousandfold strength; this strength could be terrifying once it caused them to burst.

Fortunately, Li Hui had previously released the Buddha Pagoda. Most of these starving corpses were pitiable in life; as they exploded, they lost their bindings and had already drawn away a bit of their Remnant Souls, alleviating their malevolence, which was also a merit.

The Buddha Pagoda held on for half a cup of tea before suddenly dimming, having exhausted its stored Buddhist power.

The External Transformation also consumed resources, but with the monk fruit, he could replenish instantly. Looking around, he saw a scene of devastation; large groups of ghostly beings had turned into pus, black water, and ash, with the Ghost Foxes losing nearly half their numbers, a truly terrifying sight.

The bronze-armored soldiers and purple-feathered swift snakes had suffered significant losses and were no longer suitable for combat. Li Hui raised his hand to release a large black clock, slowly drifting forward, making a “dong, dong, dong” sound.

This was not just a clock but a talisman crafted from the Evil Bell and Evening Drum Symbol, designed to subdue evil energies and evening airs. Once deployed, it would spread immense evening energy, making it a most troublesome force to eliminate.

This talisman would invoke heavenly punishment for harming living beings, making it especially fitting for annihilating these ghostly creatures, a true case of using poison to counteract poison.

“Pop, pop, pop, pop!” As the evening energy descends, the sounds were soft, lacking any majesty, yet most ghostly beings felt uncomfortable all over.

Large black stains appeared on all the zombies, quickly reducing their forms, causing their bones to crumble and grow fragile, as they could no longer rise. The Demons and Specters also fared poorly, floating close to the ground with no strength, unable to muster the energy to harm anyone.

This was the decline of the sun, the evening fog heavy and oppressive.

At this moment, the suction of the dark energy jars suddenly stopped; continued sucking would draw in the evening and evil energies, harming the cultivation of the Yang Gu. Li Hui stepped onto the mountain path, where large numbers of ghostly beings rushed forward. He disregarded the zombie Ghost Foxes, raising his hand to unleash a large black clock, rendering their fierce spirits inert.

Poison! Too toxic!

Evening poison and malevolent energy, combined, was terrifying! Such methods were truly unmatched, turning decay into wonder, transforming evil into combat strength.

The open-air hall on the mountain witnessed this scene in complete silence. Previously plotting to seize his opponents, they now feared when they themselves might be captured.

Li Hui arrived at the first Xuan Yin Pool, sinking the dark energy jars to absorb the dark energy, guarding this spot and relentlessly exterminating the ghostly beings until the Xuan Yin Pool became clear before continuing up the mountain.

At the second Xuan Yin Pool, the third, fourth, and finally the sixth, he encountered an elderly woman.

“Li Yingjun, do not be arrogant! If you do not return to Dalong, will you watch your old friends perish?”

“Oh? A practitioner from the Ghost Fox Sect?” In Li Hui’s gaze, a six-tailed Ghost Fox mirrored him. This elderly woman possessed a unique method, clearly alive but intertwined with the path of ghosts, wandering between life and death, exuding a peculiar aura.

“Little thief, do you think you can show off just because you have some tricks? This is just a corner of Sleepy Moon Ridge; take one more step, and you will realize how small your horizons are. No matter how many tricks you have, you cannot shake the true Sleepy Moon Ridge,” the elderly woman said with a mocking expression, preparing her ultimate move to take him down in one strike.

Li Hui grinned wickedly and replied, “Haven’t the members of the Demon Palace made their move yet? Come quickly and help me eradicate the ghosts.”

Just those words stunned the elderly woman, froze the three ghost kings in the hall, and left the many demon cultivators who had come to the mountain dumbfounded.

“Crack!”

While the elderly woman was momentarily distracted, four large black clocks surrounded her, crashing together with a “dong” to toll the death knell.