After all, among this group of people, apart from the one in the middle who didn't show up, he had always considered himself the boss. But now, he had been sent flying in front of his own group of underlings, which was a very humiliating thing for him.
He had to regain his dignity, so he got up, brandished the broadsword in the ground, and charged forward with a roar.
However, his eyes met Wu Wei's eyes, and the scarlet, eerie eyes made him shudder.
He planted his feet firmly on the ground, managing to bring the car to a stop.
Because he couldn't brake in time, he fell to his knees and then looked up in horror at Wu Wei in front of him.
The ghost general in front of him exuded a murderous aura, and it was clear at a glance that he was not someone to be trifled with. Ma Yi felt that he was really unlucky to have encountered such a ruthless person.
The remaining ghosts, whose faces were already pale, now looked even paler. They looked at Wu Wei in terror, trembling.
"You lonely souls, lingering in the mortal realm as evil spirits, what crime have you committed?" Wu Wei's hoarse voice, like the scraping of heavy metal, carried an imposing aura that made these wandering ghosts tremble.
Thump... A group of people, no, a group of ghosts, knelt down. This was the suppression of bloodline. A single ghost general could frighten the Ten Fiends like this.
"Immortal, these evil spirits have been subdued. What should we do with them next?" Wu Wei asked Ye Xingchen after stunning the crowd.
“They were all wicked people in life, and after they died they ate so much blood and flesh. These people should not be kept alive.” Ye Xingchen said slowly, “For people like them, the best ending is to vanish into thin air and be reduced to ashes.”
"Understood." Wu Wei nodded slightly and slowly turned around. The moment he turned around, a sharp aura instantly enveloped the area.
The group of evil spirits trembled and looked at Wu Wei in terror.
It wasn't that they didn't want to resist, but the aura emanating from Wu Wei from the underworld had them firmly under control, leaving them with no way to fight back.
They took a deep breath, and an invisible hurricane suddenly appeared, sweeping away all of their bodies.
A series of bloodcurdling screams erupted from the scene.
These vengeful ghosts struggled desperately, trying to escape, but the aura of the underworld emanating from my body held them firmly in check.
A group of people cried out and struggled, but in the end they could not escape the fate of being swallowed up.
I sucked all these people away, filling my stomach with the eyebrow pencil, and then he let out a satisfied burp and patted his belly.
"There's another one, why isn't it coming out?" Ye Xingchen turned his head to look at the largest stupa in the very center.
“Immortal, I cannot deal with the last one.” Wu Wei glanced at the stupa that belonged to Matsuoka Yoshio, and then slowly shook his head.
"Huh, he's actually that powerful? Even you, a serving official in the Underworld, can't do anything about him?" Ye Xingchen exclaimed in surprise.
“Because he is not a Chinese, he belongs to a different underworld.” Wu Wei said, “Secondly, he committed too many killings and his malevolent energy is extremely strong. Being enshrined in this stupa has already given him the qualities of an evil god.”
"Therefore, your subordinates have no way to deal with him, and hope that the immortal will forgive them."
"It's alright, hehe. When this Japanese devil was alive, he slaughtered 100,000 Chinese soldiers and civilians. After he died, he was worshipped by those bald monks. If we let him live such a carefree and happy life, then there would truly be no justice in this world." Ye Xingchen sneered.
I simply clasped my hands in a fist salute and said, "This subordinate takes his leave."
Ye Xingchen waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I'll call you if anything comes up."
I simply nodded slightly, then turned around and vanished in a puff of black smoke.
Ye Xingchen walked up to the tallest stupa and looked at the luxurious stupa. He sneered, "You've been living quite comfortably these past few years, but the souls of 100,000 Chinese soldiers and civilians have not yet found peace. How can you be so cheap?"
He made a grabbing motion in the air with his right hand, and Chi Xiao appeared in his hand: "Then he slashed down heavily with his sword at the ever-burning lamp."
With a snap, the ever-burning lamp split in two, its flames scattering as it burst into flames.
With a flash of black smoke, a figure appeared.
The figure was tall and wore ancient Japanese warrior armor.
The armor was dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood.
Moreover, his face was covered with a metal mask that resembled a torn skull, creating a striking visual impact.
The man clad in ancient Japanese samurai armor is none other than Yoshio Matsuoka. He had been dead for nearly 80 years, but now his body is solidified, as if it were a real person.
This guy actually possesses the potential to become a god.
It seems Ye Xingchen was right. The evil god had already been decided. The other ghosts raised by the Great Wuxiang Temple, such as Ma Yi, were just there to benefit Matsuoka Yoshio.
As for why a Japanese soldier was chosen to be the evil god, the reason is simple: too many souls had died at his hands, and his malevolent aura was quite strong.
Therefore, it has the highest chance of becoming an evil god, and indeed it has. Looking at this guy wearing armor, he is incredibly majestic, and it seems that he has already developed a godhood.
Given more time to devour the other ghosts, it will become an evil god.
Unfortunately, Ye Xingchen arrived a step too early, and Wu Wei also devoured the other dozen or so ghosts. This guy's plan to become an evil god has probably failed.
Awakened from his slumber, Yoshio Matsuoka was furious. He looked at the other eleven empty stupas, where the food that had once belonged to him had vanished.
With a flick of his right hand, a massive katana appeared in his grasp, and at the same time, a roar erupted from behind his terrifying mask.
He spoke in Japanese, and although Ye Xingchen couldn't understand what he was saying, he could tell that Ye Xingchen was extremely angry.
Come to think of it, anyone would be angry if their good deed was inexplicably ruined.
Ye Xingchen raised his head and said coldly, "Speak like a human being."
Ye Xingchen really couldn't be bothered to waste words with this guy. When Matsuoka Yoshio was alive, he loved Chinese culture very much, and he had lived in China for so many years, during which he massacred nearly 100,000 Chinese residents.
Ye Xingchen didn't believe he couldn't speak Chinese.
As expected, as soon as Ye Xingchen finished speaking, Matsuoka Yoshio changed his tone: "Who are you? Why have you trespassed into my dojo?"
Where did the others go?
"You mean those ghosts? I'm sorry, one of my subordinates devoured him." Ye Xingchen said leisurely, "I know that you are just beginning to form your divine nature. As long as you devour those people, you will become an evil god."
“I know you have other plans, but I’m sorry, I’m here to thwart them.”
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