Chapter 35 Soul Crossing

She closed her eyes and began to chant the incantation: "Heaven and earth are in perfect harmony, all methods are divine. With the talisman as proof and the incense as a guide, let the spirits connect and quickly reveal the true form."

After the recitation, the entire valley suddenly turned cold, with a fierce wind howling incessantly. Although the weather was not cold, it was chilling to the bone.

Yao Qingfeng glanced at the people standing in the circle; they seemed to feel nothing at all.

The people brought by the three great families trembled in fear behind them, but dared not utter a sound.

At this moment, a large number of spirits surged in from one direction, forming a dense crowd, just like the number of people visiting a scenic spot on a holiday. It looked like there were at least several thousand, if not tens of thousands.

With sobs, they seemed to be charging forward like a thousand horses galloping into battle. Some of the disciples from the three great families could no longer withstand the heavy yin energy; their chests felt tight and their breaths were weakening.

Yu Xiaoluo glanced at them and said, "Those who are afraid of dying can join the circle. There are still spots available."

They could no longer hold back, and while shrinking back, they scrambled and crawled toward the circle.

Once inside, I finally felt comfortable.

Shangguan Peiyu, Yao Qingfeng, and Chi Shangxing are still stubbornly persisting.

They were actually cold too, but they had to hold on no matter how hard they tried, because they came here to see Yu Xiaoluo make a fool of herself. If they couldn't hold on now, wouldn't they become the laughingstock themselves?

No, they'd rather die than give up. After all, in their eyes, face is more important than life.

So they gritted their teeth and persevered.

Especially Shangguan Peiyu, who was wearing a cheongsam that was almost thigh-high slit, so the chilling sensation was quite unbearable for her.

She wanted to curse. She had seen many spirits, but this was the first time she had ever seen so many spirits gathered together.

However, they didn't tell her that too much cold wind could harm her health.

No, no, no, people in their line of work all know this basic common sense.

They just overestimated themselves.

However, if they think that this bit of coldness is the end, they are still mistaken.

Thousands upon thousands of souls gathered together, but when they tried to break free, they were blocked by a seemingly invisible wall. So they stayed there, howling and banging against the wall, filled with rage and fury.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoluo cast another talisman.

This time, blue flames erupted, and she chanted the "Soul-Soothing Incantation": "Wandering souls, where do you linger, causing alarm and strange occurrences? In graves and forests. I now beseech the Mountain God, the Five Roads Generals, and the local Earth God and Kitchen God, to jointly search for the true soul. May the possessing soul be retrieved and its spirit restored. Heaven's gates open, Earth's gates also open, a thousand miles of children bring the soul here. I am acting on the orders of the Supreme Lord Laozi, urgently issuing this decree."

The previously restless spirits gradually calmed down.

Meanwhile, in another location, a group of people slowly approached. They wore blue-faced, fanged masks and carried steel forks, life-binding chains, and tokens, coming in an orderly fashion.

Their line was very long, numbering over a hundred.

"These are ghost messengers!" Even Shangguan Peiyu exclaimed in surprise, "Could these ghost messengers have been invited by that blond girl?"

Yao Qingfeng and Chi Shangxing exchanged a glance, both of them shocked. So many ghost messengers!

Could it be that they invited all the ghost messengers from the underworld?

There were too many ghost messengers. Their arrival caused the temperature to drop sharply again. Even though Shangguan Peiyu and the other two had some cultivation, they couldn't withstand the heavy yin energy. Their teeth were chattering from the cold.

Bao Shuoyu looked at them and said sarcastically, "What are you trembling about? Are you scared?"

Shangguan Peiyu glared at him resentfully but said nothing.

We must find a chance to teach this kid a lesson in the future, otherwise he will never know his place.

The people from Nanshan in the circle looked at them strangely. What was wrong with them? Why were they trembling? Were they really scared?

That shouldn't be the case. Aren't they experts in metaphysics? They shouldn't be afraid of ghosts.

They couldn't quite understand, because they truly didn't feel the chill within the circle, but they listened to Yu Xiaoluo and didn't go out. So, they hadn't experienced that feeling.

They hadn't tasted it, but the disciples brought by those three great families had.

They turned their faces away, pretending they hadn't seen anything and knew nothing.

As Yao Qingfeng trembled, he said, "If this continues, our bodies will be harmed by the yin wind, and our internal energy will also be damaged. Let's go into that circle too."

Shangguan Peiyu gritted her teeth, "I'm not going, I'd rather die than go. That bitch didn't say the ghost messengers were coming earlier, otherwise I would have worn more clothes."

She glanced at Yao Qingfeng's coat, and Yao Qingfeng quickly tightened his coat, keeping his distance from Shangguan Peiyu, muttering to himself, "I'm so cold, so cold, I need to wear a thick coat."

Shangguan Peiyu rushed forward, snatched the coat, pulled it off, and put it on herself.

Yao Qingfeng was so cold he felt like he was about to freeze. He hugged his arms and went to look for Chi Shangxing, only to find that Chi Shangxing had disappeared sometime earlier.

Turning around and searching carefully, they found that old codger, Ikegami Yuki, calmly hiding in the crowd, with only his head peeking out.

As expected, experience matters.

So why should I persist? I quickly ran into the circle, and suddenly felt much better.

Only Shangguan Peiyu remained standing there alone, wrapped in a large, smoky coat, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at the two traitors.

The ghost messengers, lined up in neat rows, arrived at Ghost Valley, but stopped in front of an invisible wall.

There was a barrier there, which even the ghost messengers could not enter.

The leading ghost messenger was the old ghost messenger. He looked at Yu Xiaoluo with a humble expression.

Yu Xiaoluo leaped forward, reached into her cloth bag, and pulled out a short knife shaped like a crescent moon. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering with silver light, and covered with obscure scriptures. At the hilt, a dragon's head was raised in anger, its scales sharp and lifelike, as if it would leap from the blade and soar into the sky at any moment.

Chi Shangxing's eyes widened, his expression excited. "This is the Xuanling Slash, which has been lost for hundreds of years, and it has actually appeared in her hands."

Yao Qingfeng looked at him blankly, "Xuanling Slash, what's it for?"

"It can cleave through all barriers and protective rings, and eliminate most low- to mid-level demons and evil spirits. However, this thing consumes a lot of the user's spiritual power, and ordinary cultivators cannot control it. Only cultivators who have reached a certain level can use it effectively."

He stopped talking at this point, his eyes fixed on Yu Xiaoluo and the Xuanling Slash in her hand.

The ghost messengers took a step back when they saw the Xuanling Slash.

The Xuanling Blade was forged from pure yang steel, brimming with yang energy. They shrank back, not daring to approach.