Chapter 52
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Chapter 52: The Evil Ghosts on the Road
Lian Luosha reminded seriously, “Be careful of Zhang Tianhua. This guy has actually activated the seventh pattern of Spirit Motion. He must have lingered at the sixth pattern for quite a long time, and once he crosses this line, he will become limitless. Furthermore, he managed to escape from so many Inner Sect Disciples of the Hidden Sky Sect, indicating he possesses an extraordinary skill.”
Li Hui nodded, indicating he would be careful.
Suddenly, a series of loud explosions erupted outside the tavern, and they heard Zhang Tianhua roar, “You silly little bunnies from the Hidden Sky Sect, rushing into a trap!”
“Damn it, it’s those Jade Symbol Sect disciples playing tricks! No wonder I got lost coming here.” The cursing continued, and at least ten disciples from the Hidden Sky Sect arrived to battle fiercely with Zhang Tianhua.
Jin Mingyang swiftly sat down on a large reclining chair, his robe billowing backward as it spread across the floor, and he laughed loudly, “Hahaha, with the Ghost River Shattering Great Formation being called ‘shattering spirits,’ as long as one is within my grasp, who can escape my control? Even if the disciples avoid the Jade Symbol Law Tablet, they will end up clashing with the disciples of the Hidden Sky Sect under the temptation of the shattering ghosts.”
Zheng Tianxiang quickly knelt on one knee, flattering him and calling out, “Senior Brother, you have worked hard and achieved great success! With your plans, the enemy will be scattered like ash and smoke! It is a blessing for our Jade Symbol Sect, and in the future, we will surely dominate the cultivation world.”
“Ha ha ha, well said!” Jin Mingyang looked at Bai Yulian and Li Hui, lightly saying, “You should also go down and meet the enemy! Don’t embarrass our Jade Symbol Sect.”
As his words spread, bony hands appeared outside the window, reaching toward the tavern and constantly curling their fingers. Li Hui and Lian Luosha sensed something was off at the same time, and suddenly a mist enveloped them. When they reappeared, they found themselves on the street, separated by dozens of yards.
“Junior Brother…” Lian Luosha called out, but as mist surrounded them, when Li Hui hurriedly chased after her, he not only failed to catch up with her shadow but also found the street scene transforming into a terrifying sight, like a desolate city abandoned for countless years, filled with remnants and coldness.
Within just moments, Li Hui encountered a person.
This individual had a head full of small braids, colorful paint on his face, and tattered clothing, looking more like a cultivator from Iron Gourd Mountain than a disciple of the Hidden Sky Sect.
Both of them were stunned, unsure of what was happening, when they saw mist swirling in from all directions as a few more figures approached, some painted and others carrying golden abacuses, creating an eerie atmosphere.
Above the tavern, Zheng Tianxiang asked with lowered eyes, “Senior Brother, are you really going to let Li Hui go? What if that kid escapes?”
“Escape? Where can he run to?” Jin Mingyang sneered, truly dismissing him. He viewed the opponent as a mere escapee and couldn’t even be bothered to take another look. A prominent figure of the Jade Symbol Sect could not afford to set their sights so low. The Ghost River Shattering Great Formation came from the sect, and once it fell into his hands, he needed to extract the maximum benefit from it.
At this moment, continuous noises erupted outside the tavern. It was not merely a fight between dozens, but rather like a battle involving hundreds of cultivators, causing Zheng Tianxiang to tremble in fear, his mind blank as he looked toward Senior Brother Jin.
“Hehe, are you scared by such a grand scene? Fusu City has not only our Jade Symbol Sect and the Hidden Sky Sect. Disciples from the three sects and four sects have also come to observe secretly and wait for their chance to act. Apart from that, other sects have also sent people, but they mainly come to pick up the scraps. Whether it’s clearing one or two, it’s still clearing; why not hunt more prey? That’s why even the owner of Guanglu Pavilion, who does business in talismans, and the bald monk of Guangxiao Temple supported by the Buddhist sect have been brought in. With hundreds of cultivators in chaos, even if there’s a Concentrating Spirit stage in there, bad luck might lead to their demise quickly.”
“What?” Zheng Tianxiang nearly wet himself, crying inwardly, “How could this happen? Is Jin Mingyang insane? Why has he offended so many sects? I’ll definitely be implicated by staying with him.”
Jin Mingyang shot a disdainful glance at Zheng Tianxiang, coldly scolding, “Idiot, listen clearly to what I’m saying! The three sects and four sects are all targeting the Jade Symbol Sect. How long do you think our sect can last? If you don’t take advantage of the situation and plan for yourself early, you won’t even know how you’ll die in the end.”
Zheng Tianxiang was greatly shaken. He couldn’t believe the Jade Symbol Sect would be destroyed and felt that after paying some price, the sect would definitely endure long enough for their generation to grow, taking their time to settle scores later.
In fact, this was also the belief of most disciples of the sect. They didn’t believe that such a giant as the Jade Symbol Sect would collapse swiftly; even if they struggled, they could hold on for another hundred years.
Li Hui had previously not considered the imminent collapse; he merely felt that life in the sect was becoming tough and thought he should shift to a safer location. It wasn’t until it was confirmed that the scriptures from the scripture hall were being transferred into his mind that he finally realized the crisis was dire; however, he still believed that the sect’s foundation could hold for three years or five years.
The long-standing impression the Jade Symbol Sect had left in the hearts of its disciples was deeply ingrained. Everyone thought the sect was immensely powerful, and besides the sect leader and elders, it had even arranged positions in the Great Long Dynasty. Who would believe such a sect could be toppled?
Jin Mingyang clearly touched upon the core secrets of the Jade Symbol Sect, belonging to the few with great insight into the general situation. He believed in the motto “either perish in silence or erupt in silence,” viewing low-ranking cultivators as fish, whether small fish or big fish—today, he intended to catch them all, riding the momentum of the sect…
Chaos reigned outside.
All around was filled with flickering shadows, crying and screeching, some brushing past him, others lunging directly at him, gnashing their teeth. The ominous ghost mist filled the entirety of Fusu City, with skeletal hands reaching out from some places and entire corpses emerging from others.
The ancient trees that had long died began to tremble as their dry branches suddenly came to life. Under the trees, drums beat and gongs sounded, as a procession moved to welcome a wedding; the groom’s face was rotting away, with his eyeballs hanging helplessly outside.
The city walls of Fusu City were even more chaotic, as countless figures stormed the walls and clashed with another group, battling from the ramparts into the city, dragging hundreds of cultivators into the melee.
“Ghosts! Evil ghosts! All evil ghosts!”
“Quick! Don’t let them come close! These are the souls of countless years that died in the past, now turned into ghostly beings to harm others.”
“Kill! No matter what you are, turn to ash before me!”
The ghost mist thickened. Whenever a cultivator attacked the malicious ghosts, they often accidentally harmed other cultivators, leading to chaotic fighting among them.
Li Hui crouched in a corner of the wall, with the nine-patterned anomaly Spirit Sense Talisman stuck to his forehead, and four mysterious lotus-like Dharma clouds swirling at his feet.
Whenever an evil ghost charged at him, the four Dharma clouds would burst forth with golden light, causing the ghost to be repelled with loud “puffing” sounds. After a large cloud of black smoke rose, the evil ghost suddenly became tranquil, joining its hands together and bowing respectfully to the corner, as if satisfied, slowly dissipating with a smile.
“I’m not a monk! I’m really not a monk!” Li Hui felt a mix of laughter and tears. Every time he dealt with an evil ghost, the four lotus-shaped Dharma clouds beneath him would emit a hint of golden light, making him appear magnificent.
