Chapter 364
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Chapter 364: The Broken Fengdu
“Ghosts?” Li Deyang frowned, somewhat disbelievingly asking, “Where are the ghosts?”
Baili Pangpang, wearing single-lens glasses, trembled as he spoke, pointing around:
“Over there, under that tree, there’s a footless male ghost staring at us; to the left, at the entrance of that old house, a female ghost is peeking out, also watching us…”
“And, Li… Uncle Li… there’s a small boy without eyes hanging on your back…”
Li Deyang’s body shook, his face turning pale as he slapped his shoulders, trying to brush off the filthy thing.
“Is there more?” Li Deyang asked anxiously.
“He… climbed onto your head… he’s pulling your hair!!”
…
Li Deyang’s eyes widened as he desperately began to rub his hair. One by one, his black hairs turned into silver strands, falling from his head, and in an instant, his hair volume sharply decreased!
Cao Yuan furrowed his brow and snatched the Buddhist beads from Baili Pangpang’s hand, starting to chant towards Li Deyang.
Li Deyang felt a lightness on his head, and he suddenly felt incredibly relaxed. The strands of hair finally stopped falling, but among the black hairs, a few silver strands had already appeared.
Seeing this, Cao Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw Baili Pangpang staring at him intently.
“Good job, Old Cao, you still claim you’re not a monk!”
Cao Yuan: …
“I just recited a scripture taught to me by Master Jinchán.” Cao Yuan shrugged. “When I couldn’t control the Black King within me, I relied on this scripture to stabilize my mind.”
“Weren’t you saying that ghosts generally don’t approach the living?” An Qingyu asked, puzzled.
Cao Yuan paused, hesitating to respond. “Generally speaking, they shouldn’t… Could it be that the yin energy here is too heavy, causing these ghosts to lose control?”
Baili Pangpang patted his shoulder. “Old Cao, your skills still aren’t enough!”
…Cao Yuan rolled his eyes. “You can see ghosts; what was happening when I was chanting just now?”
Baili Pangpang thought for a moment. “When you were holding the Buddhist beads and chanting, the little ghost on Uncle Li’s back started to shimmer with golden light, then its body became transparent, and finally, it disappeared…”
Cao Yuan lowered his head, deep in thought.
At that moment, Baili Pangpang’s expression changed slightly, and he silently took half a step back.
“However, there’s bad news…”
“What is it?”
“After you finished chanting, the two ghosts that were just watching… have come right in front of you.”
Cao Yuan was taken aback, then felt the temperature around him drop rapidly. A bone-chilling cold began to invade his body. His face changed slightly as he began to chant again with the Buddhist beads.
Once the cold aura completely dissipated, Cao Yuan let out a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat parched.
“Is it gone?” Cao Yuan licked his lips and asked.
Baili Pangpang’s expression grew even stranger. “Well… those two are gone, but it seems like there are over a dozen ghosts rushing towards us from that street…”
Cao Yuan’s face turned white, feeling a chill at the back of his neck. He shouted, “Run!!”
The four of them wasted no time and turned to flee in the opposite direction of the ghosts!
As they ran, Li Deyang asked in confusion, “Why are we running? Can’t you chant to kill them?”
“Not kill them; that’s exorcism!” Cao Yuan replied helplessly. “That scripture should be able to use my cultivation to guide the wandering souls in this world to the Pure Land, which is the best destination for those lost ghosts…”
“Isn’t that a good thing?” An Qingyu asked, puzzled.
“But I don’t have such profound cultivation, and besides, I’m still burdened with a lot of killing karma. If I keep guiding them like this, I might end up being consumed by my own karmic fire!” Cao Yuan sighed. “If my master were here, with his cultivation, guiding them would be a matter of a snap of his fingers…”
“So, Old Cao, your skills still aren’t enough!” Baili Pangpang couldn’t help but interject.
Cao Yuan: …
“Is there any other way to kill them?” An Qingyu frowned and asked.
“Ghosts are formless and intangible; they are essentially a special magnetic field. Besides my ‘Black King Annihilation’ killing aura, your attacks are ineffective against them. But if I release the Black King here, without Lin Qiye around… can you hold me down?” Cao Yuan looked back.
Baili Pangpang pondered for a moment. “Let’s just run!”
“Agreed!”
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“Fengdu? The legendary underworld?” Lin Qiye looked at these two words, surprise flashing in his eyes.
As a native of the Great Xia, Lin Qiye had certainly heard many tales about the underworld: the Hall of Yama, the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po’s soup, the waters of the Yellow Springs… all originating from the legendary ghost city, Fengdu.
He never expected that after passing through that giant bronze door, he would find himself in the famous Fengdu?
But this place… was far too different from what he had imagined.
Where’s the Naihe Bridge? Where’s the waters of the Yellow Springs? Where’s the Hall of Yama? Even without these, it shouldn’t look like a dilapidated and desolate scene, right?
The legendary Fengdu is said to be the northern ghost kingdom, with mountains rising 2,600 miles high and a vast area of 30,000 miles, complete with palaces belonging to the gods. Yet here… it looked merely like a ruined town.
Thinking this, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask:
“Was it always like this?”
Soon, words quickly appeared on the paper money.
—”No, long ago, Fengdu was a vast death realm exclusive to the ghost world. However, one day, the gods suddenly vanished without a trace, and the Emperor of Fengdu also disappeared. Fortunately, the death laws of Fengdu could operate automatically without divine oversight, so there were no immediate issues.”
“After a long time, four strangely appearing gods suddenly invaded Fengdu, shattering it into five pieces. After taking one piece each, only this smallest piece remained, which is here.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye’s expression darkened.
The Emperor of Fengdu is the legendary ruler of the underworld, the supreme deity of the Taoist underworld, a being that could stand toe-to-toe with the legendary Jade Emperor…
From what he knew, Lin Qiye could roughly guess what had happened.
A century ago, the gods of Great Xia vanished without reason, and the Emperor of Fengdu along with many other gods also disappeared. Without the gods, Fengdu was invaded by several foreign gods, who forcibly took away several of the largest pieces of Fengdu.
Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask, “What gods were those four who took the pieces of Fengdu?”
In the next moment, a line of small black characters slowly appeared on the paper:
—”Those four foreign gods call themselves Osiris, Hades, Yama, and… Satan.”
