boom!
An unimaginably powerful spiritual energy surged forth from the tattoo shop, almost causing the heavens and earth to change color.
Everyone instinctively took a half step back, their faces filled with horror.
This aura was simply too powerful, so powerful that it made people tremble.
The next second, a figure walked out. He had an ordinary face and wore coarse linen clothes. His exposed neck, arms, ankles and other parts of his body were covered with strange tattoos.
He looked up at the shattered sky, clenched his fists, and boomed!
Suddenly, flames as hot as the blazing sun erupted from his body, and the tattoos burst into flames as if they had been set ablaze.
At that moment, he seemed to have become a fiery monster with a human face.
"He...he's the tattoo shop owner!?" Exclamations rang out from the crowd.
Fang Xiu and his group, as well as Lu Ziming and his group, were all very familiar with the burial site. There were very few places in Baishi Town where one could spend ghost money, and this tattoo shop was one of them.
Even Luo Qingxin's tattoos were done by the tattoo shop owner.
Although the previous tattoo shop owner was a mummy, his eerie flame tattoos were exactly the same as those now.
"Could he be the tattoo shop owner from a hundred years ago? No wonder he possesses such powerful and mysterious tattooing techniques. He was already this powerful a hundred years ago, probably at the peak of the fifth rank?"
"No, this aura is definitely not something a fifth-tier Spirit Master could possess! He is... a sixth-tier one!!"
Sixth rank!?
Everyone was instantly shocked. Did a sixth-order rank really exist in this world?
The spirituality can only be lit up to 100%, which is only the peak of the fifth rank. How can there be a sixth rank?
My spirituality is already maxed out, how can I take it to the next level?
Thinking of this, everyone focused intently on the tattoo shop owner, trying to discern the secrets of the sixth rank from him.
The tattoo shop owner, like the other pedestrians, couldn't see Fang Xiu and the others.
He stared with a gloomy gaze at the strange objects falling from the sky, then suddenly exerted his strength.
boom!
A dazzling pillar of flame suddenly erupted beneath his feet, propelling him skyward and leaving a long trail of fire in the air.
The next moment, the sky was instantly set ablaze!
Flames, endless flames, enveloped the entire sky, threatening to incinerate everything.
Those strange creatures from the other side were instantly vaporized by the flames upon first sight, utterly and irrevocably killed.
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone was shaken to their core, their eyes filled with the reflected firelight and horror.
Is this the strength of a sixth-tier expert?
A single strike can incinerate the heavens!
Lu Ziming and the others were especially thinking that they must have earned at least ten million ghost money from that one strike.
However, the good weather didn't last long. A violent roar sounded in the sky, and an increasingly terrifying and eerie aura began to spread.
A dark, bluish-black hand, resembling that of a zombie, emerged from the flames and with a single grab, the sea of fire exploded.
Countless streaks of flame, like shooting stars, rained down across the entire town of Whitestone.
Even though everyone knew it was an illusion, they still instinctively tried to dodge and defend themselves against such terrifying power.
It's so realistic. Whether it's the aura of a sixth-tier being, the heat of the flames, or even the smell of roasting corpses in the air, everything is incredibly realistic. Except for the fact that you can't touch it, everything is exactly the same as the real thing.
The firelight obscured everyone's vision, and only the sounds of intense fighting could be heard from the sky.
As the firelight faded, the situation had already reversed. A bizarre humanoid figure covered in dark blue scales was seen holding the tattoo shop owner by the hand, its large hand gripping the owner's head, its five fingers deeply embedded.
This injury, which would be fatal to an ordinary person, failed to kill the tattoo shop owner. However, he seemed to be no match for this strange creature and was powerless to resist.
Just then, several explosions rang out.
Suddenly, the doors of pawnshops, funeral clothing shops, coffin shops, carpentry shops, and other shops burst open, and people dressed in clothing from the previous era emerged.
They included men and women, young and old, and although their faces differed, their aura was equally terrifying.
Sixth rank! All of them are sixth rank!
Lu Ziming exclaimed in shock: "The owners of these shops in Baishi Town were all sixth-level experts a hundred years ago!!"
They surged forward, their spirituality surging like a tsunami.
With a wave of his hand, the coffin shop owner conjured up paper figures shimmering with spiritual light. They arranged themselves according to some mysterious pattern, restraining the eerie creature that resembled a zombie.
The old woman at the funeral shop took out a pair of rusty iron scissors and, without any apparent movement, simply cut the zombie's eerie right hand off with a single snip, thus saving the tattoo shop owner as well.
Then, the carpenter's shop owner made his move, throwing a delicate little wooden puppet that hit the zombie's eerie body.
The zombie let out a strange, miserable scream, then turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the puppet. But soon, the puppet began to tremble violently.
The carpenter quickly pulled out a ball of red thread and tightly bound the puppet, thus completely suppressing the zombie's eeriness.
Although they had dealt with the zombie apocalypse, their expressions remained solemn as they stared at the sky, which resembled a black hole.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe slowly walked out. He took out several ghost money bills with a face value of one hundred million from his pocket. With a gentle flick, a ghostly green flame ignited on the ghost money bills. Then, these ghost money bills turned into endless specks of ashes, which surged wildly into the sky.
The ashes seemed poised to mend the heavens.
“He’s the pawnshop owner!” Yang Ming said almost without thinking.
Indeed, once you see someone pull out hundreds of millions of ghost money, you can basically confirm their identity.
"A hundred million yuan worth of ghost money! I've been to this burial ground for so many years and I've never seen it before!" Wen Jinglong's face was full of shock, even mixed with a hint of humble envy, like a beggar seeing a billionaire for the first time.
As the pawnshop owner intervened, the hole in the sky was gradually filled with ashes, greatly slowing down the eerie descent.
But the pawnshop owner's expression grew increasingly grave, and he shouted anxiously, "The Other Shore has invaded! Quickly, go and fetch Mr. Zhou!!"
Upon hearing the words "Mr. Zhou," Fang Xiu's heart stirred. Was Zhou Qingfeng finally about to make his appearance?
"No need, I'm already here."
A calm voice suddenly rang out. It wasn't loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of magic, giving the feeling that someone was speaking right next to your ear.
Upon hearing the sound, the pawnshop owner and the others immediately showed expressions of ecstatic joy, with even a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.
Everyone was slightly taken aback. The sound that rang in their ears was so loud that they couldn't pinpoint its location at all; it seemed to be everywhere.
Where?
They kept scanning their surroundings, but didn't see anyone.
Although the people at the burial site did not recognize Zhou Qingfeng, they knew that the so-called Mr. Zhou must be the master of the Zhou family, otherwise how could these sixth-level experts be so respectful?
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