The swords of the righteous disciples moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, they were only a hundred feet away from the demons. At this moment, the righteous disciples who were at the front just flew out of the air above the swamp, while the latter half of the group were still in the air above the swamp.
Li Molin silently watched the righteous disciples approach, but the numerous demons behind him couldn't help but whisper among themselves, each with a face full of doubt. Logically, now that they had obtained the divine artifact, they should have retreated. Why continue fighting with the righteous disciples?
Just then, Li Molin suddenly waved the Soul Summoning Charm, and ghostly wails instantly filled the air, making everyone present's eardrums ache. Amidst the wails, countless ghostly spirits flew out from the Soul Summoning Charm, swarming towards the righteous disciples in front.
The ghosts were incredibly fast, appearing one after another from the summoning mechanism, and in an instant they collided with the righteous disciples.
The ghosts surged out in an endless stream. In the black light that shone as the ghosts emerged, Li Molin's face looked rather pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead, indicating that he was quite exhausted.
Finally, two or three thousand ghosts rushed out of the summoning staff and collided with the righteous disciples. Li Molin's hand trembled a few times and slowly withdrew. At this moment, Li Molin's face was extremely pale, and his lowered hand trembled slightly, hidden in his sleeve. His tiger's mouth was split open, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed down, dripping onto the summoning staff, and was absorbed by the staff in the blink of an eye.
Ten thousand years have passed since the Soul-Summoning Rod was placed here. Due to its ability to attract souls, the souls of those who have strayed into this place and perished in the mire have all been imprisoned by the rod, unable to be reborn. When the righteous disciples first arrived, the monks' chanting of the Rebirth Mantra only managed to deliver some of the recently deceased souls; the other wandering spirits, imprisoned by the rod for so long, were no longer able to escape.
At this moment, Li Molin used an incantation to first collect these ghosts into the Soul Summoning Device, and then released them from the device. These ghosts were now puppets that obeyed the command of the Soul Summoning Device.
These nearly three thousand ghosts were not strong in combat, but their numbers were too great. They bared their teeth and claws and clashed with the righteous disciples. Dozens of ghosts attacked a righteous disciple, pouncing, biting, and scratching without restraint. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen righteous disciples were frightened and dragged into the swamp by the ghosts. They were then swallowed by the swamp and it seemed that there was no possibility of survival.
"All of you, charge!" Li Molin looked at the scene before him with satisfaction and shouted, "Cooperate with these ghosts and kill them all!"
"Yes!" The demons were overjoyed at the sight and quickly responded in unison, laughing and flying one after another towards the group of righteous disciples.
At that time, many righteous disciples were surrounded by nearly three thousand ghosts. The ghosts in front of them seemed endless. Even though the leaders of their respective sects had all issued orders to retreat, they were surrounded by so many ghosts that they could not retreat.
The addition of over eighty demons to the battle was like adding insult to injury for the righteous disciples. Seeing this, the leaders of many righteous sects successively sent out distress signals to their sects using various magical artifacts. This was after the previous incident with the Man-Eating Demon Palace; the righteous sects were still terrified and had unanimously created various distress artifacts. If a disciple destroyed one of these artifacts, the sect's leaders would receive the message and come to their aid.
Yu Ke looked up as clusters of light were thrown into the air and exploded, leaving dazzling trails in the sky. He frowned slightly and whispered, "Young Master, they're calling for help from the sect."
"It doesn't matter." Li Molin said with a faint smile, "Even if we can't kill all these annoying flies before their commanders arrive, we can kill seven or eight out of ten, that's enough. Yu Ke, Ji Jue, Lang Yuan, you can go too."
"Yes." Lang Yuan, Yu Ke, and Ji Jue responded in unison, drew their weapons, and rushed into the chaotic battle.
Yu Ke and Ji Jue rushed into the battle and slaughtered the many righteous disciples trapped by the ghosts, while Lang Yuan went straight for Liang Yihan.
At that moment, Liang Yihan was surrounded by hundreds of ghosts. The ghosts, which had circled in the summoning ritual, seemed to have materialized, rushing towards Liang Yihan in a frenzy. Sharp-fingered hands clawed at his body, and large, fanged mouths bit at his neck. Liang Yihan dodged repeatedly, flying up and down, but he couldn't escape the onslaught of the ghosts.
As he dodged, he raised his right hand into a sword-like finger, directing a crimson flying sword to stab the ghosts one after another, killing them and causing them to dissipate like smoke. However, there were simply too many ghosts, as if they could not be killed off. Before long, his body was marked with scratches from sharp nails and bites from giant fangs. The wounds were black and emitted wisps of white smoke, making him look quite miserable.
Just as Liang Yihan was struggling to free himself from the ghost's clutches, a wolf-tooth-shaped weapon rushed past the ghost, its sharp tip piercing straight towards his heart.
Liang Yihan was shocked and instinctively took a step to the left. Although he dodged the wolf fang's fatal blow, the left half of his body suffered. In his dodge, he crashed into numerous ghostly figures on his left, instantly being scratched by their long black nails or having chunks of flesh torn off by their pale white fangs. Half of Liang Yihan's body was instantly soaked in blood, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
Liang Yihan frowned and couldn't help but cry out in pain.
While comforting Liuli, Ahua overheard Li Molin and Yu Ke's conversation. Worried, she looked at the battle and immediately frowned.
She couldn't see Liang Yihan from her direction, but judging from the situation, Liang Yihan was in a very dangerous predicament.
After hesitating for a while, Ahua released Liuli and flew into the sky. She searched carefully for a moment and finally found Liang Yihan. At that time, Liang Yihan was not only surrounded by ghosts, but also attacked by Wolf Source with the help of the ghosts. He was already struggling to cope. Seeing the blood covering his body, Ahua's expression changed.
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