The candles suddenly went out all at once, plunging the room into darkness in an instant.

With a "pfft," Hu Xinting spat out a mouthful of black blood, her head drooping eerily, her hands falling limply, and the soul-summoning bell and the soul-gathering bottle rolling to the ground.

The person who had been watching the show raised his hand and waved it, and several more candles were lit.

He walked over and picked up the soul-summoning bell and the soul-gathering bottle, his confident smile completely vanishing.

"I originally valued talent and didn't want to intervene," he sighed. "Why did they have to travel all this way to their deaths?"

——

On the other side.

Without the interference of the bell, the group of people stood up again, swords in hand, and rejoined the battle.

Seeing the shadowy figure reveal a weakness, Li Wenhe quickly threw out a high-level exorcism talisman, but it had little effect.

He frowned, sensing something was amiss. This high-grade exorcism talisman was drawn by Ming Zhuo. Even if his magic power was insufficient and its effectiveness would be diminished, it shouldn't be this bad.

“It has a lot of life force in it, so exorcism talismans are obviously ineffective against living people,” Mingzhuo explained, even though the person in front of him was not a living person.

But the vitality emanating from him was even stronger than that of a living person. If he disguised himself and walked on a crowded street, no one would be able to tell that he was an evil spirit.

Master Xuanmiao immediately understood: "It devoured many living souls, which is why it has so much vitality!"

Mingzhuo: "I've heard of a secret method where a vengeful ghost can be resurrected by swallowing a hundred souls born at the same time as itself. So that's how it's resurrected."

Everyone looked at the dark figure in front of them and could not accept it as a "living person".

Not only is it brimming with vitality, but it also exudes a strong yin energy. The black yin energy flows continuously, and occasionally when it is torn open, the exposed skin is a stiff, bluish-black color.

That's the skin color that only the dead have.

The thought of this thing devouring countless souls sent chills down everyone's spines.

Master Xuanmiao and the others exchanged glances, their expressions turning slightly grim: "This thing cannot be kept, or who knows what kind of disaster it will cause. Seven Kill Formation, activate!"

Several Taoist priests quickly chanted incantations and began to form an array, trapping the dark figure within it.

The shadowy figure seemed to realize the danger and began to charge at the group frantically.

It separated the black energy into streams, like tentacles, which quickly overwhelmed everyone, making it impossible for the formation to be formed!

The corrosive power of Yin energy is too strong; those with slightly lower cultivation levels simply cannot withstand it. They are struck and fall to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

He Wangyao remained hidden behind Mingzhuo, asking, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Mingzhuo thought for a moment, then bit her fingertip and drew a few lines on Yang Juntong's forehead. "Hold the defensive talisman and watch him!"

Then he turned and called out, "Li Wenhe, come and keep an eye on them!"

When Master Xuanmiao saw her rushing over, he was overjoyed. "Excellent! Young friend, your Taoist skills are profound. Let's form the Seven Killings Formation together and annihilate this thing!"

Mingzhuo: "No need for that."

Master Xuanmiao didn't quite understand her meaning. How could they destroy this thing without forming an array?

He had been studying formations and knew that only formations could unleash their maximum power. For example, a formation of seven people could indeed unleash 14 times the power.

Of course, the higher the magical power of the person forming the array, the greater the power they unleash.

It all comes down to the strength of the team.

Mingzhuo: "I have a Heavenly Thunder Talisman."

"But the Heavenly Thunder Talisman probably won't be very useful, since this thing has such a strong life force that it can protect those Yin energies..."

Just as Master Xuanmiao was about to say that it was a waste of resources, he saw Mingzhuo take out two Heavenly Thunder Talismans and throw them out.

Master Xuanmiao: "..."

No, do you just use treasures like Heavenly Thunder Talismans so carelessly?

The lightning from the Heavenly Thunder Talisman crackled with fire, and the black figure began to burn. A strange smell of burning flesh wafted out, and most of the black yin energy disappeared, revealing a figure with its skin torn and mangled.

The thing's eyes glowed red, and its skin and flesh began to repair themselves automatically. Its punch was still incredibly powerful, clearly proving that the Heavenly Thunder Talisman couldn't kill it.

Master Xuanmiao's expression changed slightly. "This is bad. We are no match for them at all!"

Taoist priests use magic swords, not sharpened real swords. They can kill ghosts, but not people. How can we fight them?

Mingzhuo took out a peach wood sword. "Just kill him directly."

The shadowy figure stopped, staring at Mingzhuo with its glowing red eyes, its voice strange and hoarse: "You know the Three Divine Swords of Taoism."

He paused, then added, "However, the Three Divine Swords of Taoism kill, but do not take living beings."

The three divine swords of Taoism—Han Guang, Xiao Lian, and Cheng Ying—are all invisible and intangible, capable of killing but not harming living beings, slaying ghosts but not humans. For example, the Xiao Lian sword, though capable of cleaving a person's body, heals instantly, causing no harm to the body or soul.

As if in response, a rich vitality enveloped it entirely.

Sensing the abundant life force, the magical artifacts lost their way and ended up in the hands of various individuals.

This seemed to confirm what Master Xuanmiao had said, and everyone's expression changed.

Mingzhuo: "Then you are wrong. My sword can cut through the clouds above and cleave the earth below. There is nothing in heaven and earth that cannot be cut down."

As she uttered the last word, "slash," her killing intent surged, and an invisible sword light compressed the air, slashing out with terrifying power.

——

"Ghost servant, come back!" The man in white suddenly opened his eyes and casually threw out the Soul Gathering Bottle.

"You're courting death!" His face darkened, and he rang the summoning bell without hesitation.

The jingling bell rang out, its sound seemingly capable of shattering one's soul; its effect was on a completely different level compared to when Hu Xinting used it.

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