Chapter 348 The Ghost Mask is Destroyed

These souls were filthy and emitted a disgusting stench, as if they were telling of the numerous crimes they had committed in their lifetime.

Their surfaces are covered with countless fragments of the undead they have killed, twisted and entangled in extremely strange shapes.

Some of the fragments grew into strange, wriggling tentacles, waving irregularly in the air; others turned into strange eyes emitting a faint light, with bloodshot eyeballs, staring fiercely at the surroundings.

This scene was so shocking to the eyes that Yang Xiangwei only took a quick glance and then looked away in disgust. She felt even more disgusted with the actions of these members of the Ghost Mask Organization.

Yang Xiangwei immediately used her magical power to outline a mysterious rune in the void. The rune flickered with light and in a flash turned into a message that was transmitted.

Soon, a cold wind blew in, and the graceful figure of King Yama slowly emerged.

Liu Ruyan wore a tall crown and a long black robe with the corners of her robe fluttering in the wind, exuding a chilling aura.

She greeted Yang Xiangwei, put her hands behind her back, and looked at the souls in front of her with a sharp gaze.

"Please take these souls back for 'interrogation'. Once you get any clues, please inform me immediately." Yang Xiangwei said in a serious and cold voice.

Liu Ruyan responded in a low voice and waved her sleeves. Those souls seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and flew towards her obediently. She collected them into a black treasure box emitting a faint light.

After doing all this, Liu Ruyan bowed to Yang Xiangwei again, and then her figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a gust of cold wind swirling in the yard.

Seeing that everything was arranged properly, Yang Xiangwei turned her attention back to Meng Qi.

He gently withdrew his divine power from Meng Qi's body. Meng Qi's eyelids trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

After Meng Qi woke up, she felt sore all over, but she was in surprisingly good spirits.

She looked around at the empty yard, with traces of the broken formation still on the ground, and a few wisps of black mist that had not yet dissipated. She knew in her heart that the Lord Mountain God had been here.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the yard, and the alien group finally arrived.

They all looked anxious, holding weapons tightly in their hands, and had obviously been running all the way here.

When they saw Meng Qi intact in the yard, the worry on their faces instantly turned into surprise.

The leading stranger walked quickly to Meng Qi's side, looked her up and down, and asked with concern: "Ms. Meng, are you okay? We came here immediately after receiving your message, but we encountered some obstacles on the way. We are late. We are really sorry!"

Meng Qi shook her head slightly and gave a soothing smile: "I'm fine. Thanks to the timely arrival of the Mountain God, all the members of the Ghost Mask Organization have been dealt with. Thank you for your hard work this time."

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After Liu Ruyan brought the group of dead souls back, she soon learned everything about the ghost masks from them, including but not limited to their lair, how many "divine bones and bloodlines" they had captured, and how many tragedies they had committed...

The Oni Mask Organization is really not a good group, their evil deeds are simply too numerous to list.

In order to "collect" the divine bones and bloodline, they are like a vicious wolf lurking in the darkness, rampant in the world. Wherever they go, there is widespread misery and countless families are torn apart.

They were extremely cruel in committing massacres.

In pursuit of so-called powerful strength, they perform various evil rituals at the cost of innocent lives.

Those people with "divine bones and bloodline" who were targeted by them were often subjected to inhuman torture after being captured and died in extreme pain.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg of their evil deeds.

What is even more outrageous is that in order to increase manpower, they often deliberately destroy some people's families.

They secretly plotted conspiracies and created disasters, causing the once happy family to fall into despair in an instant.

When those poor people were struggling in despair, the Ghost Mask Organization appeared with the hypocritical attitude of "savior", using false promises and coercion and inducement to make these people who were hit hard by fate become their supporters.

These new members, under the manipulation of the Ghost Mask Organization, were forced to participate in more criminal activities, forming a vicious cycle.

Take one small "human transformation" plan for example, countless people were sacrificed behind it.

In order to create "cyborgs" with special abilities, the Demon Mask Organization conducted a large number of inhumane experiments.

They captured innocent people from all over the place and forcibly transplanted the body parts of monsters onto these people, completely disregarding their lives.

During the experiment, most people died in pain because they could not withstand the body's rejection reaction. Only a very small number of people barely survived after experiencing unimaginable torture and became killing tools under their control.

After Liu Ruyan learned this, she was so angry that she trembled all over. She completely ignored her identity as the King of Hell and cursed: "What a bunch of crazy people! This is simply unforgivable! How can there be such vicious people in the world!"

Yang Xiangwei looked up at her, her heart tightening slightly, fearing that she would regain her memory due to these extremely heinous crimes.

You know, Liu Ruyan was also a person with a tragic past. If she hadn't lost part of her memory due to some special reasons, she wouldn't have been able to take on the position of King Yama with peace of mind.

If she regains her memory now because of the evil deeds of the Ghost Mask Organization and then quits her job, then he would have lost an extremely capable person.

Yang Xiangwei sighed softly, walked forward, patted Liu Ruyan on the shoulder, and said softly, "Ruyan, don't get angry and hurt yourself. We will make them pay a heavy price for these crimes. But at this moment, you need to stay calm, so as not to miss the big thing."

Liu Ruyan took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner anger. She nodded slightly, but her eyes were still flashing with a determined murderous intent: "I want them all to go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

"No problem, you are the King of Hell, you are the master of hell!" Anyway, their sins are serious, they deserve whatever happens!

"So what are you going to do with this ghost mask?"

"Of course...rescue all the people who should be rescued!" By the way, destroy the ghost mask.

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With the specific location, it is very easy to get the ghost-killing mask.

Yang Xiangwei gave a direct order, and Ming Qi, Wei Xingze and others led the army to clear out the ghost masks.

So they set off in a mighty procession.

Wherever the mighty army went, dust flew up and the momentum was magnificent.

Within a few days, there was panic in the territory of Ning Tong State.

All the forces involved with the Ghost Mask were trembling. They hid in dark corners, listening in horror to the sound of the marching army coming from outside, as if the end of the world was coming.

Some timid minions even began to secretly pack their bags, planning to escape during the chaos.

The lair of the Ghost Mask Organization, a huge castle hidden in the mountains, was now in unprecedented panic.

Inside the castle, the members of Oni Mask were in chaos. They hastily set up fortifications and arranged various evil weapons in an attempt to resist the impending attack.

However, their hearts were filled with fear, because the enemies they faced this time were by no means opponents that they could easily defeat in the past.

At the highest point of the castle, a man wearing a golden ghost mask was standing on the city wall, looking at the dust rising in the distance, his face terribly gloomy.

He is the leader of the Ghost Mask Organization. He has always dominated the dark world of Ning Tongguo with his cruelty and cunning.

But at this moment, his hands were trembling slightly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "I didn't expect that they would actually come."

He murmured to himself, his voice full of reluctance and fear.

At this time, the army of Ming Qi and others was getting closer and closer to the castle.

Their steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to announce to the Ghost Mask Organization: Your doomsday has come!

When the army finally arrived at the foot of the castle, Ming Qi suddenly drew out his sword, pointed it at the castle, and shouted loudly: "Kill! Don't spare a single one!"

Following his order, all the soldiers rushed towards the castle like a surging tide...

In places where people cannot see, Yang Xiangwei also brought the four sacred beasts: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, and the Black Tortoise.

It’s not that he is afraid that he can’t defeat Ming Qi and Wei Xingze, but he is just afraid that some fish will slip through the net.

Sure enough, when the fighting was fierce in the front, a sneaky figure was pressed back by Qinglong's claw.

This figure was none other than Canglang, the leader of the ghost masks.

He thought that with the stealth skills he had acquired over the years in the dark, he would be able to escape this calamity without being noticed.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he showed his head, he was spotted by the Qinglong guarding in the dark.

The Qinglong's huge claws slammed down like a small mountain, instantly pinning the Canglang to the ground.

The wolf fell to the ground with all four limbs, unable to move. His entire body was enveloped by the powerful pressure emanating from the Azure Dragon. He was so frightened that his face turned as pale as paper, and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Please… please spare me!”

Canglang's voice was trembling, filled with endless fear and pleading. His eyes were full of despair, and his usual arrogance had long since disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, struggling on the brink of life and death, he only wanted to save his own life.

Yang Xiangwei slowly appeared, his eyes were as cold as ice, as if he could freeze all the evil in the world.

He looked down at the miserable Canglang, a sneer appeared on his lips, and his voice was cold and majestic: "Spare you? What about those people who died in your organization? When they begged for mercy, did you let them go?"

Yang Xiangwei took two steps forward, and the divine light emanating from her body became more and more dazzling, forming a sharp contrast with the dark aura emanating from Canglang.

"For your own selfish desires, you have been 'collecting' divine bones and bloodlines everywhere, causing countless tragedies and tearing countless families apart. In order to increase your manpower, you have deliberately caused families to be torn apart, and used cruel means to conduct 'transformed humans' experiments, killing countless innocent people."

As Yang Xiangwei spoke, she recalled the tragic experiences of those who were persecuted by the Ghost Mask Organization, and the anger in her eyes burned even more vigorously.

"He who kills will be killed. You can survive if it's God's will, but you can't survive if it's your own will! Your fate today is all caused by your own hands."

Yang Xiangwei waved her hand violently, and a golden light instantly enveloped the wolf.

Under this light, Canglang let out a painful howl, and his body began to become illusory, as if his soul was being stripped away by some force.

"Your soul will be sent to hell to endure endless torture as payment for the crimes you committed."

As Yang Xiangwei finished her words, Canglang's figure completely disappeared, leaving only silence.

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When the shrine and the temple heard the news of the destruction of the Oni Mask, they were struck by lightning and their shock was beyond words.

For a long time, the Ghost Mask Organization has had close ties with them in the dark. Although it is not seen on the surface, they collude and use each other in many secret affairs.

Now that the Ghost Mask has been destroyed, they feel like they have lost a strong arm. They are even more worried that their own secrets and evil deeds will be exposed, and they have fallen into a great panic.

Inside the Sojinja Shrine, smoke filled the air and the atmosphere was as heavy as the dead silence before a storm.

The high-ranking priests of the shrine were dressed in gorgeous and solemn attire, but they could not hide the panic on their faces.

They sat around a huge, rustic wooden table, on which were placed various magical instruments symbolizing divine authority, but no one had the heart to pay attention at the moment.

The chief priest, an old man with white hair but sharp eyes, slammed the wooden staff in his hand heavily into the ground, making a dull sound, breaking the oppressive silence: "How can this ghost mask be so useless! It was taken away so easily! What should we do now? If they betray us..."

His voice was trembling and his eyes were filled with worry and fear.

On the other side, there was chaos in the temple.

The clergy were rushing about, talking in low voices, and looking panicked.

The bishop of the temple was wearing a white robe with a golden cross swaying on his chest. He paced back and forth in the empty hall with a frown on his face, muttering to himself, "This incident came too suddenly. Once the ghost mask falls, all our plans will be ruined. If the secrets they know are leaked, the consequences will be disastrous."

Soon, the Creation Shrine and the Temple urgently summoned all the major forces of Ningtong Kingdom to hold a secret meeting in a hidden valley.

The valley was surrounded by a powerful barrier, isolating it from prying eyes from the outside world.

Representatives from various forces attending the conference came one after another, some riding in gorgeous carriages, and some driving strange flying magic weapons.

There were different expressions on their faces, some were confused, some were worried, and some were a little uneasy.

When everyone was present, the old man from the Creation Shrine spoke first, his voice echoing in the barrier: "Everyone, I believe you all know why we have gathered here today. The Oni Mask has been destroyed. They know too many of our secrets. Once these secrets fall into the hands of others, all of us here will face a catastrophe."

His words were like a bombshell, instantly causing everyone present to explode.

A burly, ferocious leader suddenly stood up, clenched his fists, and shouted, "What are you afraid of! We have so many forces united, how can we be afraid of those people? The worst that can happen is that we will go to war!"

His words attracted the support of some people around him, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

However, a woman in a black robe with a stern face snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Do you think those who can destroy the Ghost Mask are vegetarians? The Ghost Mask organization has been operating for many years and its strength cannot be underestimated. Wasn't it easily taken down? If you act impulsively at this time, you will undoubtedly seek your own death."

Her words immediately silenced those who were clamoring for war. They looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

The bishop of the temple stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said, "In my opinion, our first task now is to find out who killed the Ghost Mask and how many of our secrets they have. Then we can think of a way to deal with it. Whether to seek peace or resist requires long-term consideration."

Everyone nodded, thinking that what the bishop said made sense.

As a result, the meeting fell into a heated discussion, with various parties expressing their views.

Well, if Yang Xiangwei were here, she would definitely laugh.

I have destroyed the ghost mask, but you still don’t know who I am. Isn’t this too funny?

What about your connections?

What's your news?

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