This place is too eerie. The ghosts are filled with an endless stream of yin energy, which I don't know where it comes from, and I can't get rid of it no matter what I do.
If a living person shows up, they might lose their life and immediately become a companion of the ghosts, turning against them.
In this life-or-death situation, Zhuang Xun couldn't care less about anything else; he couldn't let everyone perish here tonight.
He grabbed the driver and threw him towards the door, yelling, "You two, get out of here! Don't hold us back!"
This was the first time in Mingzhuo's life that she had been questioned for holding someone back. After thinking for a moment, she took out a Heavenly Thunder Talisman and threw it out.
The power of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman tore a rift in the Yin energy, and the ghosts stopped, staring eerily at Mingzhuo.
Zhuang Xun looked shocked. "Why did her Heavenly Thunder Talisman work?"
And the effect was too amazing! It directly annihilated the first few ghosts. Zhuang Xun suspected that this was definitely a top-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman!
The driver asked with surprise, "Are you Miss Ruan?"
Mingzhuo nodded. "It's me. You didn't wait for me, so I had to come to you myself."
Master Tingyun: "Young friend, do you still have any Heavenly Thunder Talismans?"
If they had a Heavenly Thunder Talisman, a few people working together could tear a gap in the Yin energy and still have a chance to escape.
Mingzhuo shook his head honestly, "No, there's only this one."
The Heavenly Thunder Talisman is a high-level talisman, extremely difficult to create, let alone a top-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman like this. While Master Tingyun was disappointed, he wasn't surprised, but his heart couldn't help but sink.
The others also looked desperate. Were they really going to die here today?
The ghosts, stunned by the power of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, laughed strangely; yet another meal had been delivered to their doorstep.
Zhuang Xun stepped forward. "You'd better leave quickly, or I won't be able to protect you if a fight breaks out!"
He thought Mingzhuo was a descendant of someone, and that the Heavenly Thunder Talisman was just a life-saving charm given to him by his elders.
Although it was a bit reckless, it was quite rare for someone to use up such a precious talisman, so of course he had to protect their life.
Mingzhuo shoved him, "Get out of the way, don't get in my way."
Zhuang Xun stumbled from the push, thinking to himself, "Who's in the way anyway? This little girl is really too reckless."
He looked up and his eyes widened in shock at what he saw.
Mingzhuo rushed straight into the house, into the haunted house filled with the heaviest yin energy and ghosts!
Everyone thought the little girl was doomed.
Mingzhuo had noticed something was wrong with this place long ago, and the feeling became even more pronounced once he entered the room.
It was as if someone had set up an altar here, intending to sacrifice these people to someone.
You want to eat me? Well, I'm sorry, I'll have to strike first and kill you.
All the ghosts in the room rushed towards Mingzhuo, but she didn't even glance at them. She walked straight to the counter, swept the statues of gods on it onto the ground, and kicked them twice.
The statue shattered into pieces.
All the ghostly movements froze for a moment, then surged towards Mingzhuo even more frantically.
Mingzhuo stepped on the shattered statue, laughed, then pushed the counter over and smashed the ornaments on the shelf behind it.
The ghosts were furious, their stiff, bluish-black faces filled with intense resentment, determined to tear this person to pieces!
When Mingzhuo had smashed it enough, Zhuang Xun cried out in surprise. The scene before him changed, and he realized that they were not in a guesthouse at all, but in a cave!
The illusion has been broken!
"You're dead!" The black, yin energy gathered together and condensed into a person.
This person looks familiar to everyone; he's Sun Wanqiu, the one whose photo we saw today!
He was indeed dead long ago, and the resentment and yin energy emanating from him were so heavy that they sent chills down one's spine.
Mingzhuo: "No, you're the one who's doomed! You're worshipping an evil god here, you'll die with the evil god!"
As she spoke, she threw the peach wood sword in her hand, and the thing hurriedly dodged it.
Taking advantage of the moment, Mingzhuo said, "Daoist Master, may I borrow your magic weapon for a moment?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the magical artifact in Master Tingyun's hand flew uncontrollably toward Mingzhuo.
The peach wood sword that Mingzhuo used before was just a small item she found at a street stall, the kind that's like a child's toy, and it couldn't unleash even one percent of her power.
Master Tingyun's peach wood sword is an authentic Taoist magic weapon. The moment she grasped it, her aura changed completely.
Zhuang Xun quickly understood why the other party said he was in the way!
Is this even human?
They had been struggling against the onslaught of these ghosts and thought they were doomed, but now the situation has completely reversed.
Mingzhuo held the peach wood sword, and cutting down ghosts was as easy as chopping vegetables; the black ghostly shadows would completely dissipate upon touching the tip of the sword.
Seeing that many ghosts had been lost, Sun Wanqiu's eyes were filled with such intense resentment that they seemed to materialize.
It's a pity that He Wangyao escaped. If he had refined He Wangyao, he would have long since cultivated into a powerful demon, capable of summoning wind and rain and being omnipotent.
It's not like he was beaten so badly by a little girl that he couldn't even lift his head.
Suddenly, countless black shadows split off from his body, pulling the ghosts around him to their mouths and tearing and chewing them up.
The vengeful ghosts howled in agony, and were quickly devoured, leaving not even bones behind.
Meanwhile, ghost heads began to grow on Sun Wanqiu's body, glaring at them with venomous resentment.
The entire scene was extremely bloody, cruel, and vicious, and everyone watched it with horrified expressions.
Zhuang Xun almost vomited. What kind of monster was this? It was disgusting!
Mingzhuo said angrily, "You ugly thing, you're so ugly it hurts my eyes! Just die already!"
She was utterly disgusted; the beautiful spring scenery she and her family had enjoyed these past few days was not enough to cleanse her eyes.
"What do you plan to do?" Master Tingyun knew they couldn't let the monster continue eating; once it completed its skill upgrade, they would truly be doomed.
"Of course, we'll use the Heavenly Thunder Talisman to blow everything up in one go."
Master Yun thought to himself, "Didn't you run out of Heavenly Thunder Talismans? How are you going to use them to create a blast?"
The next second, he was so shocked that he almost dropped the whisk in his hand.
Mingzhuo began to draw talismans in the air, and the places where his fingertips moved began to glow.
Zhuang Xun murmured, "She can actually draw talismans in the air using spiritual power? And it's even a Heavenly Thunder Talisman?"
He was in a terrible state. Even if his master came, he would still have to go through a series of complicated procedures, such as laying out paper and grinding ink, taking a bath and burning incense, concentrating his mind and calming his spirit, and silently reciting incantations, before he could make the talisman.
Not to mention the top-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman, which might take three to five years to make!
The saying goes, "If you draw a talisman without knowing the trick, you'll only invite the laughter of ghosts and gods; if you draw a talisman with the trick, you'll startle the ghosts and gods."
That's when he truly learned something new; this person is incredibly competitive!
"Heaven is round and earth is square, laws and decrees are in nine chapters, I now write, and all ghosts will hide!" When the last stroke was completed, the talisman formed in the void shone brightly.
Mingzhuo formed a hand seal and shouted, "Go!"
The celestial lightning talisman formed from spiritual light flew towards the monster and struck down with overwhelming force.
A shrill scream echoed through the cave. Ghost heads kept falling off Sun Wanqiu's body, and those ghost heads were surrounded by firelight, quickly burning to ashes.
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