Chapter 305 Jinjiang

In folk legends, the figure of the Eighteen Levels of Hell often appears.

The Tongue-Pulling Hell, the Mirror of Sin Hell... But almost no one knows that there was also a hell in the old Fengdu thousands of years ago.

The nine levels of hell do not consider the cause or category, only the sin is considered.

The more sinful a person is, the deeper his soul will fall, until he will never be reborn.

Even if the souls were extremely evil in their lifetime, most of them cannot bear the torture in hell. Some of them completely collapse and go mad, but more of them fall into the degenerate state and become even more vicious and evil ghosts.

The lowest level of hell is a place of horror that is hard for ordinary people to imagine. Even the ghosts in the old Fengdu turn pale when they mention the lowest level.

Every evil spirit imprisoned here is responsible for tens of thousands of lives, and some have even directly or indirectly caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people. The list is too numerous to mention, and it is nothing more than this.

Their own sins and the resentment of other dead ghosts towards them turned into gloomy black fog, filling the lowest level of hell.

The pitch-black darkness can drive all souls crazy. Even the evil ghosts themselves will soon become confused and lose their original consciousness.

But, that is the purpose of old Fengdu.

——What is the best way to hide a tree?

Hide in the woods.

The old Fengdu wanted to use the eerie aura of ghosts to conceal its own existence, but it did not want the "forest" to have its own intelligence and spy on its secrets.

After the battle between Ye and Li thousands of years ago, the old Fengdu was really scared. It couldn't swallow this breath, but it didn't dare to face the Lord of Fengdu and the Great Dao head-on. In the millennium of hiding from place to place, it has developed an overly "cautious" or petty way of doing things.

The reason why the old Fengdu was able to survive was that after the death of Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, it borrowed a ray of power from ghosts and gods, which made the city intelligent and began to instinctively seek survival.

In other words, for the old Fengdu, the most important thing now is the power of ghosts and gods that is the source of everything, as well as the incarnation of the old Fengdu's spiritual wisdom.

It was precisely because of that initial trace of ghost and god power that the old Fengdu gained its initial enlightenment and developed on this basis.

Even if it is judged by the ghost way, it is the original cause and effect of the old Fengdu.

Once destroyed, it will be like the foundation collapsing and the building will collapse.

The old Feng knew the importance of that power, so it hid the power in the lowest level of hell, concealed it with layers of formations, and covered it with ghost energy, not wanting anyone to know the secrets that existed here.

However, what the old Fengdu could think of, the ghost messenger who had witnessed the existence of the old Fengdu for thousands of years could also think of.

He even knew that the old Fengdu had hidden its most core existence in the deepest level of hell.

In order to be absolutely sure, the old Fengdu left enough obstacles in every layer of hell below to ensure that even if there is a one in ten million chance that someone really enters the old Fengdu hell, they will be stopped by layers of obstacles and will not actually enter the bottom layer of hell.

But the old Fengdu would never have imagined that the ghost messenger would pass down the image of the general, and the ebony statue would sense the existence of evil and thus change its shape.

Moreover, the general was not interested in following the rules of the old Fengdu.

He himself is an existence that breaks the rules and reconstructs death. To him, there is only a break and a new life, no sticking to the old ways.

The general pierced through the entire nine layers of hell with one sword, making all the obstacles left by the old Fengdu useless. The general led Yan Shixun and others successfully into the lowest level of hell. The old Fengdu wanted to stop them, but could not even get close to the general and was killed by the 100,000 ghost soldiers who followed the general. All the evil spirits turned to ashes.

And Ye Li, who is waiting at the bottom of hell, is not the type to sit and wait for death.

He simply overturned the entire hell, causing the evil spirit to disperse, the darkness to be dispelled, and even the earth to collapse and then be reconstructed.

At this point, all the preparations made by the old Fengdu to conceal that trace of ghost and god power were destroyed by the tacit cooperation of Ye Li and the generals.

It was like the skin and flesh were peeled off, revealing the bright red heart beating among the white bones.

So fragile that it seems like there is no protection anymore.

When the King of Hell nervously watched the general remove his own power, his heart was already in his throat. He subconsciously clenched the folding fan in his hand tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

The official leaders and others present only saw the improvement on the surface, but were unaware that the undercurrents beneath were the real crisis.

The underworld cannot set foot in the southwest, and Fengdu will not include this place in its jurisdiction until the old Fengdu completely disappears.

All the peace and stability in the southwest over the past thousand years has depended on the existence of the ebony statue.

Although the general has never transformed and has never spoken, he has been silently guarding the southwest land. He will eliminate all the evil spirits that are truly dangerous and have touched his power and therefore entered his field of vision, so as not to disturb the peaceful lives of the living.

Ghost exorcists in the world often turn pale when mentioning the southwest. It is a recognized haunted area and a dangerous place. Everyone knows that ghosts gather here and cannot be reincarnated. They wander among the people, and you can often see confused ghosts when you turn a corner.

In places deep underground like the subway, even ordinary people can see ghosts appearing and disappearing. You can always see people sharing their experiences of encountering ghosts in the southwest on social platforms.

But what the exorcists on earth don’t know is that without the existence of the ebony statue, the situation in the southwest would be a thousand times worse than it is now.

However, when the King of Hell saw the ebony statue, he already understood.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the rise of Fengdu, and had also seen generals standing up on a battlefield where blood flowed for thousands of miles, roaring in anger and swearing an oath to seek justice from the ghosts and gods.

Even in the era when the gods had not yet died, the King of Hell was the one who knew the warriors' past and actions best.

Therefore, the King of Hell knew better than anyone that once the general's power was removed, it would mean that the entire southwest would lose its protection, like a pearl without the protection of its shell, which could be taken away at will by greedy people.

This means that from this moment on, there is no turning back.

Yeli must completely defeat the old Fengdu's intelligence in the shortest possible time, causing the old Fengdu to disappear, and re-incorporate the southwest into Fengdu's jurisdiction, so as to provide protection for the entire land and life on the land and keep evil spirits out.

Otherwise, even a quarter of an hour late could lead to an irreparable tragedy.

Although the King of Hell always expressed his disdain for Ye Li and always smiled to provoke Ye Li, at the same time, he was more confident in Ye Li's power than anyone else.

But even so, when the moment really came, the King of Hell still couldn't help but start to get nervous.

He did not explain the situation to the official leaders around him and did not want to cause panic at this time.

But the expression on his face, which was different from his usual relaxed and at ease expression, still attracted Yan Shixun's attention.

Yan Shixun was originally looking at Yeli.

The Lord of Fengdu stood alone on the battlefield with thousands of horses galloping. His figure was tall and steady, which attracted the attention of Yan Shixun, who was not sensitive to beauty, ugliness and personal emotions.

Ye Li occupied his entire field of vision, and there was a flash of amazement in his eyes.

At this time, Yan Shixun finally realized Ye Li's identity.

This person is not just Ye Li, who is by Yan Shixun's side every day and whom he can see whenever he turns around.

He is the Lord of Fengdu, in charge of death and judgment. All dead ghosts are under him. Even the Great Dao is in awe of him and asks him to take on the responsibility of the Great Dao.

——Between heaven and earth, the only ghost or god that has survived the death of the past and still exists.

When Ye Li gave the order and 100,000 ghost soldiers rushed towards the old Fengdu Lingzhi with great momentum, Yan Shixun even had a feeling that the iron hooves of the war horses, when stepping on the ground, also landed on his heart.

Every sound of iron hooves and swords is the sound of his heartbeat.

Yan Shixun looked deeply towards Ye Li. His eyes, which had always been filled with the vastness of the world, finally could only see the figure of one person.

Ye, Li...

Yan Shixun called Ye Li's name softly in his heart, his teeth grinding lightly and the sound trembling.

And a smile appeared on his lips.

Death and blood, power and authority are intertwined.

Under Yeli, hell was instantly transformed into a battlefield of fighting.

Such a scene struck Yan Shixun's eyes deeply and even his heart.

He suddenly felt that having Ye Li in his life didn’t seem... so bad?

It was at this moment that Yan Shixun caught a glimpse of the King of Hell's tense face from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

In Yan Shixun's impression, the King of Hell seemed to be smiling all the time, as if he had experienced countless lives and deaths, and nothing could disturb his thoughts anymore, enough for him to take it to heart.

Easy and calm, with ease and control.

But now, the King of Hell was visibly nervous.

Yan Shixun's eyes lowered and he saw the folding fan that was almost broken in the King of Hell's hand.

He raised the corner of his eyebrow, the smile on his lips slowly faded, and his eyes turned serious when he looked at the King of Hell.

The gaze with shocking momentum had a strong presence, and as Yan Shixun did it intentionally, the King of Hell soon noticed that Yan Shixun was looking at him with an inquiring look.

When the King of Hell met Yan Shixun's gaze, he knew that Yan Shixun must have guessed his thoughts, so he smiled bitterly and slowly shook his head at Yan Shixun. He had no intention of hiding anything, but he was by no means relaxed.

He mouthed the words silently to Yan Shixun, saying: There is not much time left for Yeli. If Yeli fails to completely destroy the old Fengdu in an hour, there will be disaster in the southwest, with countless casualties.

Yan Shixun's heart suddenly sank.

After a brief moment of surprise, he immediately regained his composure, his eyes firm and bright.

When a cavalryman surrounded by black mist passed by Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun was quick to pull out the long sword from the general's waist and hold it in his hand.

"I'll borrow your sword for now, thank you."

After saying that, Yan Shixun rushed forward with a long sword in his hand, stepped on the head of an evil ghost that had just crawled out of the ground, and used his strength to kick the evil ghost's head to crush it alive. At the same time, he jumped up, avoiding the evil ghost's corpse that was like an obstacle on the ground, and flew directly through the air.

It was so fast that it even left an afterimage in the air.

The official in charge who was watching the battlefield rubbed his eyes, a little confused: "What just happened?"

Even the King of Hell, who had just been having a silent conversation with Yan Shixun, did not expect Yan Shixun to react so quickly and take action immediately after he said so.

After his initial surprise, his tense heartstrings relaxed a little, and a smile appeared in his eyes again.

If it is the evil ghost that has entered the bones, then the battle between the new and old Fengdu seems to be no suspense.

From the moment Yan Shixun chose Yeli, victory had already fallen on Yeli.

"He is... a miracle between heaven and earth, the life force that the avenue places its hope on."

The King of Hell lowered his long eyelashes, chuckled and sighed slowly.

The general who was galloping on the battlefield holding a long spear never expected that his weapon would be taken away so easily. For a general, this was not only incredible, but also a suppression and denial, telling him clearly that he was not as skilled as others.

What shocked the general even more was that when he raised his head and looked forward, he suddenly discovered that the person who had taken his weapon was actually a living soul!

The general who had always fought fiercely on the battlefield could not help but stare blankly at Yan Shixun's back. He could not come back to his senses for a long time.

It was not until the other soldiers noticed his strangeness when they were galloping past the general, and when they followed his gaze, they understood again.

A kind-hearted soldier explained to the stunned general: "That is... the commander's wife, the future master of Fengdu."

——He was a fierce being who could suppress the Lord of Fengdu. Even the Lord of Fengdu was weak in front of him, let alone you. It seemed normal that he just took your sword.

Understand?

General: ...Understood.

The general watched with mixed feelings as Yan Shixun rushed into the group of ghosts in an instant. He carefully memorized Yan Shixun's appearance to avoid making the same mistake next time.

He was also kind enough to tell this matter to other soldiers who were still unaware of it.

After all, not all soldiers have the keen insight inherited from their previous lives.

Although many soldiers had seen Yan Shixun and even seen the interaction between the two while following Ye Li to eliminate evil spirits, and had heard with their own ears the words of Ye Li handing over the name and power of God to Yan Shixun, they knew the relationship between the two, and how the Lord of Fengdu could not extricate himself from the evil spirits that had entered his bones.

But there were still many soldiers who did not see the scene with their own eyes and did not know about it.

General: If we anger Lady Fengdu, it would seem more terrifying than rebelling against the Lord of Fengdu.

For a while, news about Lady Fengdu spread among the soldiers, and vague gazes appeared and disappeared from the darkness and fog, looking at Yan Shixun in what they thought was a covert attempt.

One hundred thousand ghost soldiers silently memorized the image of the future master of Fengdu clearly in their souls, and their visions intertwined into a huge net.

But Yan Shixun had no time to care about the soldiers who passed by him.

He rushed into the evil ghost at an extremely fast speed, and with a wave of his sword, the evil ghost's soul flew away.

In the chaotic battlefield, Yan Shixun forcibly tore open a gap, pointing directly to the place where Ye Li was standing.

A clean and unobstructed road was suddenly cleared on the dark ground, and Ye Li naturally noticed this change.

When he saw Yan Shixun rushing towards him with a long sword in his hand, he also noticed the word "Ye" engraved on the hilt of the sword, and knew that this should be the weapon Yan Shixun borrowed from a certain soldier.

But even though he knew it in his heart, Ye Li still smiled because his name appeared on Yan Shixun, and his emotions, which had fallen to freezing point because of the existence of the old Fengdu, warmed up again.

"Shi Xun?"

Ye Li called Yan Shixun softly, and did not feel any vigilance or nervousness because Yan Shixun approached him with a weapon in his hand.

Instead, he was concerned about Yan Shixun's safety, saying that swords have no eyes and if he stepped into the battlefield like this, he might be injured by the weapons nearby.

Yan Shixun didn't care about his own situation, but seriously confirmed with Ye Li: "If the southwest cannot be included in the territory of Fengdu in time, the people in the southwest will be hurt by evil spirits, right?"

Ye Li nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Shi Xun, I won't let that happen."

His eyes swept across the warrior in the distance, then turned back and said calmly, "Some guy wants to defeat me? Let's wait until the next time the avenue changes."

Ye Li: Don't think I don't know what a certain guy is thinking - by belittling me, he wants to improve his impression in Shi Xun's mind? Oh, don't even think about it!

But Yan Shixun did not think about the generals. His whole body and mind were concerned with the current war situation and the peace of the southwest.

For those who are capable of fighting, the most tormenting torture is to anxiously wait for the result on the edge of the battle, but unable to control the direction of the battle.

Yan Shixun had no need to hesitate at all. He simply put Ye Li behind his mind and rushed into the group of ghosts that were gathered on the ground like leeches, waiting for an opportunity to strike, with a long sword in hand.

Ye Li was left standing there, his hand reaching out to hold Yan Shixun's hand frozen in mid-air.

Because of this, there was a hint of grievance between his originally cold and sharp brows.

Because he was watching Yan Shixun, he also noticed the soldiers in Yeli: …………

But Ye Li was not Yan Shixun. He raised his crow-feather eyelashes and glanced around coldly.

The soldiers turned their heads silently, as if nothing had happened.

They are still the majestic and awe-inspiring Fengdu Yin soldiers.

But when the soldiers looked at each other, they nodded tacitly, knowing that the living soul was not the future Lord of Fengdu.

——It is now.

The evil ghost was crushed to pieces by the iron hooves of the warhorse, its bones scattered everywhere, and it was impossible to even piece together a complete corpse.

Although the lowest level of hell is an extremely terrifying existence for almost all people, gods and ghosts.

But compared with the 100,000 Yin soldiers in Fengdu who are well-trained and have thousands of years of experience, they seem not enough.

The evil ghosts were quickly defeated by the charge of the war horses and turned into a pile of loose sand. They were chopped into pieces by the swords in the hands of the ghost soldiers and fell to the ground in despair.

But more evil spirits continued to emerge from under the earth, filling the number of previously dead evil spirits and reappearing on the battlefield.

The purpose of the old Fengdu is obvious, which is to consume Fengdu's strength as much as possible through a round-the-clock battle and delay time.

Since Yan Shixun and others care about Xinan’s life, then Jiu Fengdu will take all the lives of Xinan as its hostages, silently threatening Yan Shixun.

It seems to be saying that if you really care about the Southwest, then just surrender and give up resistance.

Yan Shixun roughly saw what Old Fengdu was thinking, but he didn't even want to give Old Fengdu a chance to think or negotiate. He just sneered and rolled his eyes at Tianmu, while the long sword in his hand ruthlessly harvested the evil spirits.

He went upstream, against all resistance, and moved forward to the place where the evil spirits were most concentrated. He calmly scanned the earth and the sky, as if he was looking for something.

Yan Shixun is looking for the old Fengdu Lingzhi.

All those who know the inside story habitually believe that the power of ghosts and gods hidden in the lower level of hell in the old Fengdu formed the sky of hell.

After all, only in this way can we best control the entire space.

But when Yan Shixun was calmly paying attention to the battle situation around him, a doubtful voice slowly emerged in his heart.

——Why isn’t Jiu Fengdu impatient yet?

Just like when an enemy approaches a precious treasure, a person will become anxious and worried.

This kind of emotion will be expressed to a greater or lesser extent.

Yan Shixun believed that he was very sensitive to the enemy's malice and emotions on the battlefield of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. If the opponent showed negative emotions, he would definitely notice it.

But now, Yan Shixun intuitively felt that the atmosphere on the battlefield was not in an absolutely tense state of tit-for-tat.

Fengdu believes that old Fengdu is just a defeated general, while old Fengdu believes that Fengdu has not touched the core of its survival.

The emotions of both parties were not at their highest point.

Yan Shixun could understand Fengdu's emotions. After all, judging from Fengdu's current strength, he was indeed qualified to take it easy.

But where did the leisurely confidence of old Fengdu come from?

What's more, Yan Shixun noticed that although the evil spirits were surging and a war of attrition was inevitable, the delayed time also made Fengdu pay attention.

However, the choice of the old Fengdu to fight in a round-robin manner was still too leisurely at a critical moment of life and death, as if the old Fengdu was not worried about its own demise.

It has not yet been pushed to the brink of despair.

There is only one possibility that can explain the situation.

——Although Fengdu’s attack on the lower hell was serious, in the eyes of old Fengdu, it went to the wrong place at the critical moment and did not endanger its true core.

In other words, that ray of ghostly and divine power should not be the sky curtain.

But...

Yan Shixun lowered his head and looked at the ground beneath his feet which was covered with blood and flesh.

…the earth.

When many people are trying to conceal their true self, they like to use a completely different direction to confuse the onlookers' vision, so that all those who want to get the truth are misled in a completely wrong direction. This way they are farthest away from the truth, making it impossible for the enemy to touch the truth at all, and it will make people feel that the truth is safe.

Perhaps, the old Fengdu also thought so.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and looked at the ground beneath his feet, his body paused slightly.

He tried to put himself in the position of the old Fengdu and think about things from the perspective of the old Fengdu in order to get closer to the truth.

The old Fengdu, which was frightened by Yeli, suddenly fell from its former high position into the abyss. The old Fengdu completely lost its previous composure and became restrained.

Thousands of years of survival have made Jiu Fengdu become cautious, because it has to avoid the pursuit of the Great Dao. It has even made Jiu Fengdu suspicious and never feel confident about its own safety.

Therefore, the old Fengdu must be extremely cautious with the most critical bit of power. Even if it is buried deep in the lowest level of hell, it still cannot feel at ease. It has to set up a false target and prepare for the worst.

Once all interception methods become ineffective and the Great Dao really finds the lowest level of hell, then give the Great Dao a false target. When the Great Dao concentrates its power to deal with the "Old Fengdu", the real power can be transferred away without anyone noticing.

By then, the old Fengdu could continue to escape and survive.

So, when everyone thought that the target was in the sky, it meant that the most critical foundation for the old Fengdu was buried under the earth.

Yan Shixun's eyes turned deep as he looked towards the earth.

At this time, Li Chengyun's voice also came from a distance.

"Xiao Xun, I have been in hell for many years, but I have not been sitting there in darkness all the time."

Li Chengyun raised his voice, and his magnetic voice penetrated the screams and the sound of metal colliding on the battlefield, and reached Yan Shixun's ears clearly: "I see that the deepest power comes from underground."

"It is not the sky that is dark, but the earth - the final destination of life is the dense ghost energy in the abyss."

Li Chengyun is not a person who will indulge in the emotions brought about by the environment. No matter what situation he is in, his beliefs and goals are always firm and never waver.

He knows where the road of life is heading.

In the total darkness where everyone would collapse, Li Chengyun maintained a clear mind and practiced by reciting scriptures over and over again, and his strength and morality became more and more advanced.

He can sense the heaven and earth, and now in the hell of old Fengdu, he can naturally sense the "heaven and earth" of hell.

In the darkness, Li Chengyun clearly felt that what the evil spirits feared was the ground beneath their feet. The source of power that supported the entire hell was also beneath the ground.

He kept this incident in mind, but he had no idea what was beneath the earth.

It was not until Li Chengyun saw that Yan Shixun stopped on the battlefield and looked fixedly at the ground beneath his feet.

It was as if a flash of lightning passed through his heart, and Li Chengyun instantly connected the two things together. When he realized what Yan Shixun was wondering about, he also learned the answer to the question.

"What you are looking for is beneath the earth. As long as the earth and the abyss below are destroyed, the power will naturally disappear."

As Yan Shixun looked at him in surprise, Li Chengyun smiled and nodded: "Since you have decided to go into danger alone, you must have the corresponding ability - Xiaoxun, don't underestimate your master."

Yan Shixun blinked slowly and laughed along.

"I have never doubted your power, Master. I know what kind of person you are. Moreover, I also trust my own strength and judgment."

Yan Shixun smiled and lowered his head to look at the ground beneath his feet again, but his eyes turned cold.

That strand of ghost and god power is not a tangible thing, but if Old Fengdu wants to use that strand of power as a basis to create spiritual intelligence, or even support the city of Old Fengdu, it must transform that strand of power into a tangible thing.

This can not only support the dilapidated and shaky old Fengdu, allowing this city that should have disappeared a thousand years ago to still last for a thousand years, but also hide the power quietly.

——The entire land of the lowest level of hell is the embodiment of that power.

Just smash the earth...

Yan Shixun's eyes turned completely cold, and the sword in his hand that was originally pointing at the evil ghost slowly moved away and pointed at the earth instead.

At that moment, Yan Shixun could feel that the air around him froze for a moment.

It was as if the old Fengdu had discovered Yan Shixun's intention and wanted to stop it in fear, but was afraid that Yan Shixun was just guessing and had no actual evidence. So even though he was anxious, he could only hold back for the time being, staring at Yan Shixun, waiting for a result.

It's like a person being beheaded doesn't know when the executioner's knife will fall. That is a torture more terrifying than death.

The corners of Yan Shixun's lips curled up slightly, but he was silently calling Ye Li's name in his heart.

At the same time, the talisman was also recited silently.

Ye Li seemed to sense something and immediately looked up at Yan Shixun.

Soldiers and horses were roaring and people were in disarray on the battlefield, but nothing could obstruct the gazes between Ye Li and Yan Shixun.

On the battlefield, they looked at each other deeply, crossing the boundary between life and death between humans and ghosts.

Yan Shixun slowly smiled at Ye Li and blinked, confirming Ye Li's guess.

He said, "I am asking you to borrow your divine power, Lord of Fengdu - are you willing to give me your power? So that I can fight against the ghosts and kill the old Fengdu."

Ye Li's sharp eyebrows were tinged with a smile, and his originally deep voice was filled with sweetness and tenderness that he himself did not realize: "I do."

He looked at Yan Shixun deeply, as if he wanted to keep his beloved ghost exorcist in his sight, unwilling to let the lover who was asking him if he was willing stay in his eyes forever.

Then, Ye Li lowered his eyelashes and looked at the ground beneath his feet.

At the same time, he whispered an ancient and mysterious spell, and his slender fingers flexibly formed seals in front of him.

The seal of Emperor Fengdu took shape in Ye Li's hands.

Fengdu, which had always been unwilling to take on the great responsibility, and Yeli, which had always been indifferent to his identity as a ghost or god, finally became the only god in the entire old Fengdu hell at this moment.

The ghosts and gods rose from death and confronted the ghosts with indifference.

The power of Fengdu quickly covered the entire battlefield at an extremely fast speed.

The Taoist priest, whose talismans had become ineffective as he had lost all means of exorcising ghosts due to the dominance of ghosts, suddenly realized that the power he had lost was slowly recovering in his meridians.

Although this new power is different from the previous ones, and does not seem to come from the Tao and vitality, but more like a new life after seeing through death, it is still a surprising discovery for the Taoist priest.

This means that he no longer has to stand on the edge of the battlefield and watch helplessly. He can ask for divine power, use spells, and protect those around him and kill evil spirits.

The Taoist's eyes lit up, his heart was agitated, and he recited again the incantation that he had memorized by heart.

The spell takes effect.

At the same time, Yan Shixun also felt a powerful force pouring into his meridians, beating against them vigorously, like the vast and unfathomable ocean.

With every breath, his strength was shaking and rising violently, soon rising to the height of heaven and earth.

Yan Shixun raised a smile on his lips and raised his eyebrows towards Ye Li in the distance. Then he calmed his mind and controlled the power to flow through his meridians, fiercely converging on the sword in his hand.

He lowered his eyes and stared coldly at the earth. The syllables that came out of his lips were clear and penetrating, radiating to the entire hell.

"The Lord of Fengdu taught me to kill ghosts and gave me divine methods..."

When the first syllable fell in the air, Jiu Fengdu finally realized that this was not Yan Shixun's guess.

——No, even if he has no evidence, he can still act brazenly.

Never let go of the old Fengdu.

The old Fengdu was in anger, the earth and the sky were shaking violently, and countless evil spirits poured out, as if they had received a death order, and pounced on the Fengdu ghost soldiers and rescue team members with their fangs and claws, wanting to tear into pieces all those who broke into the lowest level of hell.

Yan Shixun, who discovered the truth and took immediate action, was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the old Fengdu, who wished to tear Yan Shixun to pieces and eat his flesh and blood.

Countless evil spirits surrounded Yan Shixun, trying to intercept him before his talisman was completely formed.

However, the old Fengdu only had experience dealing with ordinary exorcists, and obviously did not understand Yan Shixun.

Ordinary exorcists focus more on talismans, so their physical strength is slightly weak in comparison.

But Yan Shixun is not a traditional exorcist. He has always been unique in this profession.

Because he was always in danger and often brushed shoulders with death, Yan Shixun had long been accustomed to fighting with groups of ghosts.

He can easily resolve a siege and massacre of living people by evil spirits, and can also save people who are about to die from the mouth of evil spirits.

In addition to the spell, the most important thing that supported him to walk between life and death with ease and to guard the boundary between yin and yang was -

His own strength.

Yan Shixun has almost practiced his physical skills to the extreme, so even in a place without talismans and divine power, his physical skills can support him and prevent him from panicking at all.

Jiu Fengdu wanted to use evil spirits to kill Yan Shixun, but instead he mistakenly entered the field that Yan Shixun was good at.

His slender body was agile and light, like an eagle spreading its wings, and he swept away a group of evil spirits with a single move of his hand.

One of the evil spirits had rotted away to the point that only a tall and thin skeleton remained. Yan Shixun took a liking to him. He deliberately let the evil spirit go and watched the evil spirit rushing towards him with a gratified smile.

Then he grabbed his head.

Before the unfortunate evil ghost could react to what was happening, Yan Shixun picked him up and swung him around with great force. In an instant, all the evil ghosts around him were swept ten meters away.

A clean circle suddenly appeared on the originally dark battlefield.

Not even a speck of dust was left.

As for that unfortunate evil spirit, after being used as a cleaning tool by Yan Shixun, he simply used his palm to dislocate its cervical vertebrae, and with a "crack" sound, he twisted its neck and threw it into the group of evil spirits that were swept away.

Even a fierce ghost would feel sympathetic when seeing Yan Shixun, who was as ferocious as a fierce ghost, and would be too timid to move forward.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Shixun raised the sword in his hand high, then poured all his strength into it and slammed the sword down hard, thrusting it straight into the ground, so deep that even the hilt was completely submerged in the ground.

The powerful force fluctuations immediately reverberated in all directions, spreading out layer by layer.

All the evil spirits standing on the ground suddenly began to shake unsteadily, and many of them fell down directly. The moment they came into contact with the power covering the ground, they screamed and turned into ashes.

But this power has no effect on Fengdu and official leaders.

The soldiers of Fengdu controlled their war horses to gallop, quickly clearing a path among the dense group of ghosts, leading directly to the direction where Yan Shixun was.

The war horses raised their hooves and stopped not far from Yan Shixun. They used the bodies of the soldiers to form a wall and stared coldly at the surrounding ghosts, not allowing them to take a step forward and disturb Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun stared intently at the long sword that sank into the ground, chanting incantations continuously as power flowed from his meridians to the long sword.

"Cracked rocks on the mountain, wearing Fengdu seal, wearing Huagai on the head, and Kuigang underfoot..."

The sound of the talisman became faster and more urgent, as if it was a death warrant for evil spirits.

The momentum that gathered was so overwhelming that Yan Shixun's voice also rose. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the ground angrily. His eyes were sharp and untouchable, and he shouted: "Kill the evil ghost first, then kill Ye Guang."

"What god will not surrender, what ghost will dare to take the blame, the Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu, surrender!"①

The sonorous and powerful sound was like a sword, splitting the lowest level of hell and even heading towards the entire old Fengdu.

The long sword that Yan Shixun threw into the ground was like a nail driven into the death acupoint of Old Fengdu. Taking this as the entry point, all his strength was directed towards Old Fengdu.

The earth was shaking like an earthquake, and thick cracks quickly spread to the distance with the sword as the center.

Ghostly energy emanates from the abyss, and evil spirits climb up.

But Yan Shixun was smiling.