Chapter 476: The Consequences of Empty Boasting! The Invisible Ghost! Two Li Yanchus!?

This was essentially Li Yanchu’s normal attack, yet the yin-yang master had handed over his ultimate skill without realizing it.

The next moment, the giant ghost lunged at him, and the yin-yang master was instantly bitten. He had originally been the one who could laugh last, with countless techniques and the life-saving divine incense, but one ordinary stone from the young Daoist had forced him to give everything away.

Li Yanchu’s move left everyone around him wide-eyed, their jaws dropping in shock. The display alone sent shivers down their spines!

Roar! Roar!

At some point, this town, bathed in a bloody hue, was plunged into darkness. The jagged surrounding mountains vanished into the shadows, and occasionally, pairs of blood-red eyes stared unblinkingly at the town.

In the sky, the blood moon grew increasingly blinding, as if overflowing with fresh blood. Truly, it was gruesome and shocking!

Yet its light no longer illuminated the entire mysterious town. Something unknown seemed to be changing the town, and no one could tell whether it was for better or worse.

Soon, the genderless demon turned and fled into the Liu ancestral hall, completely abandoning the yin-yang master, whose body had already been ripped in half. Truly a fiend with no sense of teamwork whatsoever...

Meanwhile, the yin-yang master struggled frantically, trying to escape from the giant ghost’s gaping mouth. No matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain, and ultimately, he was devoured by the monstrous ghost.

After swallowing the yin-yang master, the ghost’s aura became even colder and more oppressive, continuously letting out furious roars. With giant strides, it charged straight into the Liu ancestral hall, relentlessly pursuing the genderless demon.

“You’ve got to admit, this thing really holds grudges,” Li Yanchu said with a smile to the others.

At a time like this, he was probably only the one who could smile. The others’ faces were grim, as they sensed that some original rule of the town had been broken.

At this moment, the entire town felt incredibly terrifying. Whether it was the Liu ancestral hall, which resembled a massive coffin, or the ever-growing giant ghost, everything conveyed a sense of utter despair.

Everything around them seemed to be vanishing, gradually becoming part of the surrounding darkness. The sight left them in a state of panic.

However, after a wave-like distortion rippled through the town, everything returned to normal. Though the houses had collapsed and shattered, they reappeared within the town as if restored.

“Look! The blood moon in the sky is gone!?” Zhang Wei exclaimed, looking up.

Hearing this, Li Yanchu and the others squinted at the sky. The sunlight was dazzling, and there was no trace of the eerie, menacing blood moon. Instead, a brilliant sun shone in the sky.

“So this is a major disaster site of opposing yin and yang?” Li Yanchu muttered.

“Ah... Amitabha. If I had known this place was so dangerous, I wouldn’t have opened the passage to enter,” said Master Zhiqing.

This incident gave him a profound lesson: some of the world’s mysteries are beyond his current level of cultivation and comprehension. From now on, he must never act recklessly.

Hearing Master Zhiqing’s words, the two rescued monks, Xu Ming and Xu Hui, exchanged glances and blushed.

Both were exorcism practitioners, yet they had gotten trapped here and required rescuing. Now, it seemed they had also dragged their savior into danger, a situation hard to justify.

In contrast, the young ordinary girl, Liu Jun, had no such complicated feelings, because she didn’t understand what was happening. She couldn’t grasp how dangerous this place truly was. To her, even ordinary ghosts were terrifying enough.

At this moment, Liu Jun’s confidence came from the young, elegant Daoist standing before her. Decisive in combat, calm in mind, and dominant in presence, he exuded a sense of powerful safety.

Boom! Boom!

Inside the ancestral hall, there were continuous sounds of massive destruction and explosions. Clearly, the giant ghost that grows by devouring other ghosts was wreaking havoc inside the Liu ancestral hall.

Li Yanchu grinned. “This place is already so dangerous anyway. Might as well let these ghosts fight it out and see what comes of it first.”

Suddenly, his gaze turned cold as he looked at Xu Ming standing beside him.

“Watch out!” Li Yanchu barked sharply.

Xu Ming was confused, but just as Li Yanchu had led them to clean up the battlefield, the string of Buddhist prayer beads they had found suddenly exploded.

Bang!

Xu Ming instantly felt a wave of terror wash over him. The fact that the prayer beads had burst meant that there was clearly a powerful, malevolent spirit nearby!

A chilling aura instantly infiltrated Xu Ming’s blood, freezing him in place.

“Freeze!” Li Yanchu commanded sharply.

At this critical moment, he used his Immobilization Spell.

Xu Ming regained control of his body and breathed a sigh of relief, only to be yanked away by Li Yanchu’s firm grip. A cold, sinister aura surged toward Li Yanchu.

In a single thought, he countered.

Daoist art: Transference Technique!

A nearby pillar instantly rotted, as if weathered by decades of wind and rain, exuding an aura of decay and ruin. Li Yanchu’s eyes glimmered as he activated his Spirit Eyes.

In the next moment, a chill ran along the back of his neck, his hair standing on end as a cold aura creeping toward him from behind. With his current physical condition, he couldn’t perform a flashy evasive maneuver.

In an instant, Li Yanchu used the Transference Technique to divert the attack of the malevolent spirit.

When he turned back, he finally saw what kind of ghostly entity was attacking him. He squinted, slightly stunned. The attacker was a young Daoist, with sharp, angular features, sword-like brows, and piercing eyes. It was... himself. Only this Li Yanchu wore a face full of malice, his expression numb.

Daoist art: Soul Snare!

Li Yanchu unleashed his powerful Daoist skill, and a sucking force enveloped the other version of himself!

This vengeful-looking young man seemed not to have expected that several consecutive attacks wouldn’t harm the young Daoist. In a brief moment of distraction, he was captured by Li Yanchu’s Soul Snare, and his form gradually became fully visible.

Gasp!

Everyone drew in a sharp breath and instinctively stepped back. Seeing two Li Yanchus at once was utterly horrifying to them.

The surging magical power within Li Yanchu continuously flowed outward. The resentful Li Yanchu’s form suddenly distorted, which was the effect of the Soul Snare.

But in the next moment, he transformed into a seemingly frail young gentleman. Almost instantly, he broke free from the powerful Soul Snare force in Li Yanchu’s hands and lunged straight toward Zhang Wei!

Because of the lingering effect of Li Yanchu’s technique, this once-invisible ghost fortunately now had a visible form. Otherwise, everyone would be killed without even knowing it.

At this time, Zhang Wei gripped a coffin nail tightly in his hand. Although he had lost his cultivation and felt nervous, at his core, he was still a practitioner trained to slay demons and exorcise evil. Then, he thrust the coffin nail directly at the eyes of the fake Zhang Wei!

But this malevolent spirit was incredibly fast. Zhang Wei had barely stretched his hand out when the spirit was almost face-to-face with him.