Chapter 349: Living Illusions! Paper Effigies! Night-Wandering Spirit! The Ten Ghost Generals!

On the horrifying ghost face, a pair of jade-green eyes glimmered with a strange, seductive light, exuding a terrifying, eerie aura. At the sight of it, Li Yanchu instantly felt his blood freeze, as the yin qi invaded his meridians. The intensity of this spirit’s yin qi was unlike anything he had ever encountered. Thus, he circulated his qi and blood, moving the internal energy to dissipate the chilling yin force.

Nearby, Xu Chunfeng couldn’t help but shiver, his eyes wide with horror. “What the hell is this thing? It’s so vicious!”

The vengeful spirit, appearing as if it had endured endless torture, transformed into a streak of black light, and was the first to launch an attack toward Xu Chunfeng.

Immediately, Xu Chunfeng’s hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled in alarm! He swung his axe, and a unique force surged from the sharp saber while gusting wind rushed toward the front.

Even a century-old ghost could no longer resist the edge of this strike.

But, facing this broken, ghastly body, Xu Chunfeng had almost no strength to resist. In an instant, the ghost possessed him! His head drooped, and his eyes became vacant and lifeless.

When he lifted his head again, a strange jade-green light gleamed from his eyes.

Seeing this, Li Yanchu was dumbfounded.

This is it?! It shouldn’t be like this!

By all logic, Xu Chunfeng should have been devastating as he unleashed his trump card to slay the ghost!

Before he could think further, Xu Chunfeng let out a low growl and lunged at Li Yanchu. The sudden turn of events caught Li Yanchu, who had only been watching with curiosity, completely off guard.

Boom!

Xu Chunfeng’s axe did not hit Li Yanchu, but struck the ground instead, instantly carving a deep trench. With a swift motion, he lunged again at Li Yanchu!

Immediately, Li Yanchu raised a hand and pointed at him.

Daoist Art: Immobilization Spell!

With that, Xu Chunfeng’s body stiffened, though only briefly.

Bang!

Li Yanchu closed in, striking with a palm. A surge of pure yang inner force instantly entered Xu Chunfeng’s body, boiling his qi and blood.

Accompanied by a piercing, agonized scream, the sinister, vengeful ghost was expelled.

Divine Astral Hands!

He was trying to perform a physical exorcism.

Xu Chunfeng’s eyes cleared immediately as he felt the lingering cold yin qi, and rolled to the ground without any trace of a master’s composure.

“Thank you, Daoist Wangquan!” Xu Chunfeng cupped his fists in gratitude.

Li Yanchu, however, frowned slightly, casting Xu Chunfeng a meaningful glance. In that brief instant, the aura within Xu Chunfeng’s body had been strangely abnormal. His eyes flashed with light, revealing his Spirit Eyes as he studied Xu Chunfeng.

However, the vengeful ghost stared at Li Yanchu with malice and screamed, “Die!”

From the unseen realm, a strange force descended, assaulting Li Yanchu’s spirit. Under this bizarre fluctuation, even a powerful primordial spirit like Li Yanchu’s grew weak, his aura faltering.

It wasn’t until the purple-gold qi within his body, the mysterious Fire Official’s Sacred Edict, and the Clearheart Jade Pendant emitted divine light and took effect that this strange fluctuation was finally countered.

“A curse? Or is it the power of words made manifest?”

Li Yanchu’s heart skipped a beat. For an ordinary cultivator of the second realm, it was very likely they would have perished right here. As he thought of this, his eyes turned icy, brimming with killing intent.

Clang!

The Jiaoslayer was drawn, and a brilliant saber aura flashed, striking the sinister ghost forcefully. Its already shattered body was severed at the waist by Li Yanchu’s strike!

Yet, the ghost did not die. Its two fragmented souls struggled to merge, but were blocked by the overwhelming power of the Jiaoslayer!

A piercing, mournful wail echoed as the surrounding temperature plummeted to freezing, and a rustling sound filled the air as countless ghostly shadows appeared.

Not only that, the strange plants around seemed to come alive, exuding dense ghost qi while surging toward Li Yanchu.

Boom!

Li Yanchu’s qi and blood flared like roaring smoke, while his eyes radiated majestic, overwhelming authority. He seemed like a blazing furnace, burning fiercely.

“Daoist Wangquan actually has such powerful qi and blood?!” Xu Chunfeng exclaimed in astonishment.

Especially in the yin-saturated domain of Fengdu, he was like the Great Sun itself. The ghostly shadows and possessed plants around didn’t even get close before they were utterly incinerated by Li Yanchu’s mighty qi and blood!

“You ghostly fiends of this realm, today I’ll scatter your souls to the winds!” came his thunderous voice,

While traveling through Fengdu, he concealed his presence and blocked the heavenly signs through Sun Veil. This kept him cautious and distant from the spirits, preventing unnecessary complications. But he had never expected to encounter such a barrier, accidentally entering the forbidden ghostly lands.

One obstacle after another had finally stirred the fire in Li Yanchu’s heart.

Boom!

Divine Astral Hands!

Then, he unleashed a punch, and a scorching, sharp surge of qi and blood erupted like a tidal wave, dispersing all the sinister ghostly aura around.

The monkey-faced ghost recoiled with its eyes filled with fear, intimidated by Li Yanchu’s overwhelming, sun-like qi and blood.

Boom!

Boom!

Li Yanchu poured his inner force into the Jiaoslayer, and the fierce saber aura ran rampant across the forbidden land, like a hurricane sweeping through.

The monkey-faced ghost streaked back and forth, trying to dodge, but was relentlessly forced into a corner by the devastating saber aura.

“A mere ghost realm dares to call itself a forbidden land? Monkeys in crowns!” Li Yanchu’s voice echoed through the ghostly domain.

Originally, he had planned to quietly enter Fengdu and find Fang Qinglan, but now he changed his mind, as delay could mean disaster. Anyone who dared block his path would be slain on the spot!

Xu Chunfeng’s eyes widened with fear, and he instinctively stepped back.

Boom!

A streak of saber light cut through, and he narrowly dodged in panic. He had never imagined that Li Yanchu would strike with such a direct, unstoppable slash!

“Daoist Wangquan, what’s wrong with you?!” Xu Chunfeng shouted in alarm.

Li Yanchu’s expression was cold and serious as he said, “When I channeled my inner force and qi into your body just now, I sensed something was wrong. Your qi and blood is cold and full of yin. You’re a fake!”

Earlier, when he had exorcised Xu Chunfeng, he noticed a flaw in the aura on his body. Using his Spirit Eyes, he clearly saw that it was nothing but a paper effigy. Only, someone had used great magical power to block the heavenly signs, making it appear as if Xu Chunfeng were alive.

Hearing this, Xu Chunfeng froze, and then the playful, mischievous look in his eyes vanished. The next moment, a strange smile crept across his face.

“Even creating a fake soul can’t fool you. Young Daoist, you really do have some skill!” Then, a dense surge of yin qi erupted from Xu Chunfeng.

The eerie paper effigy, painted with bright red cheeks, flashed back and forth with the image of the young, bald man. Suddenly, the sharp axe in his hands transformed, and it became a token.

On it were inscribed two large words: Night Watchman!

“It’s you?!”

The sinister ghostly creature was suddenly startled.

Xu Chunfeng let out a sinister smile.

“You recognize me only now? Too late!” he said before he took a deep breath.

Suddenly, his entire mouth was torn open, and blood gushed out, then nearly half his head seemed split apart. The broken, terrifying ghost shrieked in agony, then transformed into a streak of black light and flew straight into Xu Chunfeng’s mouth!

In an instant, his aura soared dramatically. The young bald man’s skin cracked bit by bit, and a horrifying paper effigy burst out from within. In its hands, the Night Watchman talisman radiated dense ghost qi.

The paper effigy wore simple, ancient clothing and a traditional silk cap, exactly the attire of a ghost official of the underworld. Only the bright red cheeks and pale face made it look extremely eerie. After devouring the ghost, the light in the paper effigy’s eyes flared even brighter.

A Night-Wandering Spirit?!

Li Yanchu furrowed his brows. According to myth and legend, the underworld has ten ghost generals: the Ghost King, the Day-Wandering Spirit, the Night-Wandering Spirit, Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head, Horse-Face, Leopard-Tail, Bird-Beak, Fish-Gill, and the Wasp. Out of them, the Night-Wandering Spirit ranked fourth.