Chapter 176 Jinjiang (1)
The dazzling light quickly spread around with Yan Shixun as the center, and almost in an instant, it enveloped the entire Binhai University campus.
The campus, which was originally shrouded in darkness, was now as bright as day.
All the evil spirits have no place to hide, and their ghostly aura is exposed.
They screamed and trembled, but still could not escape and were turned into dust under the strong light. Their originally hideous and terrifying figures disappeared bit by bit.
This force is swift and powerful, declaring sovereignty with unstoppable momentum.
It was as if...the great Dao of heaven and earth existed with it.
Even Yan Shixun, who was standing in the center of the light, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance sideways at Ye Li beside him.
Ye Li lowered his eyes with a slight smile on his lips, but his response was to extend his slightly cool palm and hold Yan Shixun's hand.
Suddenly, the golden light completely broke through the darkness, rushed straight into the sky from its original place, and dispersed the originally heavy dark clouds.
The entire ghost world trembled violently and began to collapse piece by piece.
The earth shook with loud rumbling sounds.
The evil ghost tried to escape in panic, but was hit hard by bricks that fell from the building. In fear, it could only watch helplessly as the light devoured it and its ghostly aura.
In the shaken world, Yan Shixun and Ye Li held each other's hands tightly, as calm as mountains.
Whether it was Yan Shixun or the young him, they knew clearly in their hearts——
This world, which has been frozen in time by ghost energy and cut off from reality, will soon collapse completely.
Through the light, the young Yan Shixun stood in the flames, tilted his head and grinned.
"Not bad, future me."
The voice was drowned out by the roar of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing, but Yan Shixun understood his lip movements.
"Let's fight again when we meet next time."
——'The winner must be me.'
Yan Shixun slowly softened his brows and chuckled, "No, you've already won."
"You still have Li Chengyun. But I have already lost him."
"Goodbye, young me."
The reason why the same person from different time and space can meet at the same time point is because the ghost world has disrupted the order of heaven and earth.
When Yan Shixun breaks through this false world, the young Yan Shixun will return to the timeline where he should have been, and they will part ways and will never have the chance to meet again.
Yan Shixun has become accustomed to separations and deaths. He said goodbye to his past self with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, power broke through the darkness, and the power of the talisman took full effect, crushing the ghost energy completely to the heavens and the earth.
The golden light covered everything, and the tall and slender figures of Yan Shixun and Ye Li gradually disappeared into it.
Only the young Yan Shixun was left standing there. The flames under his feet gradually went out, and the images around him became blurred and fuzzy, like a shadow reflected on the water, which would sway and shatter when the wind blew.
The young Yan Shixun knew that this was because after the ghost energy was crushed, the original false world was disappearing, and he and other souls that were pulled into this ghost world would return to their real world.
Everyone will just think that they had an overly real dream, and even the memory that remains will only end when they are about to wake up. When they open their eyes, the sun shines into the room, the yang energy dispels the evil spirit, and they will completely forget the dream they had at night.
The fear that remains in their hearts at this moment will only make them feel palpitations and confusion after they wake up. No matter how hard they think, they just can't remember it, so they have to put the matter aside half-believing and half-doubting, and never think about it again.
The young Yan Shixun knew that he would also face such a moment.
So he tried hard to remind himself over and over in his heart, telling himself not to forget, not to forget.
But there was one thing that puzzled him.
The light just now obscured the figure of his future "self", making it difficult for him to see the shape of the other person's mouth clearly.
He only vaguely understood what "Li Chengyun" meant.
So, what does your future self want to tell him?
Did something happen to his master?
The young Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, and suddenly he felt an urge to rush into the gradually fading golden light and ask his future self something.
He took a step with his long legs, his tense muscles showing the fierceness of wild power, and he rushed swiftly towards the place where his future self would originally stand.
However, it seems that everything is under the control of heaven and earth. All the past that has become established history cannot be changed. The evil spirits that disturb time and space have been cleared away, and it is time for everything to return to order.
Just before the young Yan Shixun’s palm was about to touch the golden light, the light completely went out.
The whole world shattered.
The ground collapsed, buildings collapsed, and glass shattered with a crisp sound.
Amidst countless crystal glass fragments, the young Yan Shixun's feet were empty and the land fell into the abyss below.
He gritted his teeth unwillingly and pointed his finger at the sky, his bright eyes showing a sharpness that showed he would never accept his fate.
"plum……"
"Ride, the clouds!"
The young Yan Shixun clenched his teeth, forcing himself to utter the syllables one by one under tremendous pressure, and engraved the name firmly in his heart, so as not to forget the doubts at the moment and continue to pursue the truth after waking up.
"boom--!"
The world before his eyes fell completely into darkness.
A sweet dream enveloped him, and the soft and warm dream led him back to reality.
…
The situation on the Binhai University campus can by no means be considered good.
Even though Haiyun Temple has sent three groups of Taoist priests, there are tens of thousands of evil spirits that have been trapped in hell for who knows how many years. How can a dozen Taoist priests make up for the gap?
Especially since there are tens of thousands of Binhai University students scattered in various buildings on the vast campus, each of them needs the protection of the Taoist priest.
The shortage of manpower has left the Taoist priests overwhelmed.
After killing one round, another round came rushing towards them, like endless evil spirits, which gradually drained the Taoist priests' strength and physical strength, and they gradually felt powerless.
Everyone is gritting their teeth and supporting themselves, and the lives they are protecting behind them are their firm beliefs.
They knew very well that they were the last safe wall between evil spirits and life, keeping out all threats of death.
Therefore, they must not fall down, and they must not let these evil spirits pass over them and attack the students behind them!
"Evil beast! Get out!"
The Taoist priest with a mustache shouted loudly, and with the last yellow talisman in his arms wrapped in crackling lightning, he threw it at the evil ghost in front of him with full force.
With a loud "boom", the lightning talisman exploded, and all the evil spirits nearby were burned to ashes.
The expansion of the sea of blood towards this place stopped briefly.
The Taoist priest with a mustache almost fell to the ground due to exhaustion. He quickly reached out to hold on to the stone sculpture beside him to support his shaky body, and only then did he have a chance to catch his breath.
He quickly took the opportunity to take two deep breaths and adjust his disordered breathing.
Before leaving, the dean specifically reminded them about the coffin lecture hall on the Binh Da campus, stating that not only were the evil spirits that refused to leave back then suppressed there, but also the souls of many benevolent and patriotic people were sleeping there. They must not be driven away arbitrarily, but they must also not be careless and release the evil spirits from under the talisman.
Therefore, while other Taoist priests were busy protecting the students, a few Taoist priests were left behind to guard the Coffin Lecture Hall.
The situation is already difficult. If they release more evil spirits, they will be attacked from both sides. The number of enemies they will have to deal with will increase dramatically, which is definitely not a situation that any of them wants to see.
But……
The Taoist priest with a mustache had a bleak look in his eyes. He glanced at the woods in front of him and the open space in front of the lecture hall, and an uncontrollable feeling of powerlessness spread in his heart.
They can't be killed all, and there is no end or hope in sight. All the efforts made are in vain, and the strength is constantly draining away, but the number of evil spirits remains unchanged.
The forest that was originally planted in front of the lecture hall, symbolizing "continuous incense burning", has long since turned into a forest of bones.
The grass that symbolizes the "incense burner" has also been engulfed by the sea of blood.
The incense burner was kicked over and the candle went out.
The evil spirits and heroic spirits sleeping in the coffins began to wake up gradually.
The ghost energy seeped into the soil, seeping into the ground under the coffin lecture hall, and entangled those ghosts, trying to pull them into the blood sea hell to join the group of ghosts.
The ghost opened his eyes in a daze.
In the deep darkness, pairs of inorganic eyes appeared, staring at the world outside the coffin.
The sea of blood that had just stopped for a moment because of the lightning talisman of the Taoist priest with a mustache began to wash away the land again, swallowing up the normal land inch by inch and spreading towards the coffin lecture hall.
The dry bony hands stretched out from the sea of blood and were pulled down again. The evil ghosts scrambled to climb out by stepping on each other's heads, and more ghost energy was transmitted into the coffin.
The Taoist priest keenly noticed this, but he had used up all the talismans he brought with him, and the remaining strength was unable to support him to communicate with heaven and earth, borrow power from the gods in all directions, and exorcise ghosts and evil spirits.
He gritted his teeth, forced himself to draw the Bagua sword from his back, propped himself up from the stone statue with animal face and deer antlers, and stood alone in front of the lecture hall.
A foul-smelling wind blew up the corners of the Taoist's robe, but his eyes were firm and his face showed no fear.
One man guarding the pass, ten thousand men cannot break through.
All the evil spirits that rushed over were killed by his sword. If there were no talismans, he would use swordsmanship. If the Bagua sword broke, he would use hand-to-hand combat. If he couldn't lift his arms, he would use his teeth. He used all the weapons he could use until the last moment of his life...
However, even if the Taoist priest was prepared to die, he was still unable to stop the invasion of ghost energy.
The entire heavy coffin lecture hall began to make tiny cracking sounds from the edges.
“Crack…Crack!”
The sound was so clear it was disturbing.
Fine and dense cracks soon covered the outer walls of the Coffin Auditorium, like an egg with its shell cracked. Just one final blow and everything would shatter.
"No--!"
The Taoist priest's eyes were red with anger, and he flew over, wanting to fill the crack with his body and blood.
But this is no longer something that ordinary forces can contend with.
Even though the Taoist priest didn't want to see this scene anymore, the coffin lecture hall still collapsed completely after a moment of stillness.
The gravel and soil came towards him and hit the Taoist priest on the head, making a "buzzing" sound in his head. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness instantly.
“Senior Brother!”
The exclamations of other Taoist priests came from a distance.
This huge roar resounded throughout the entire campus, causing all the Taoist priests and students in Binda to subconsciously look up and look towards the direction where the loud noise came from.
In the dormitory, countless students were worried and praying frantically that everything would be safe.
Many students rushed to the balcony to get a clear view, but their view was blocked by the buildings in the distance. They could only see faint dust coming from the distance and hear loud noises, but could not see clearly what was happening.
They couldn't help but feel more anxious.
All signals within the Binhai University campus were disconnected. Students were unable to contact the outside world, nor could they learn about the situation in other parts of the campus from the notification group. The anxiety and panic accumulated in their hearts and slowly fermented. Eventually, the bubbles flooded their mouths and noses, making it almost impossible to breathe, but they were unable to go on campus forums to discuss the situation as before.
Some dormitories still have some students who have not returned yet. Their roommates are worried about them and anxiously waiting for news of their safety.
They repeatedly refreshed the interface on their phones, but the bright red prompt made them even more anxious.
The last message in the group notification was "Don't go near the library and lecture hall", which made them even more suspicious.
"What on earth happened in the lecture hall? I'm so scared."
"It's very spooky there to begin with. During the Ghost Festival during the summer vacation, it was chilly and windy when you walked by the lecture hall."
"Why did you specifically tell me not to go to the lecture hall? Something must have happened there. Could it be that the evil spirits suppressed down there have escaped?"
"The version I heard is that there are dragon bones buried underneath. Once the suppression is loosened, it will turn the world upside down."
"The sound just now seemed to come from the lecture hall!"
When students who lived in nearby dormitories were standing on the balcony and talking to each other, a student who lived in the dormitory at the edge shouted, "I see! The auditorium has collapsed!!!"
There was undisguised fear and trembling in his voice, and the infectious emotion quickly spread among the crowd.
The students who were still discussing the issue felt like their scalps were about to explode.
"Do you remember..."
Someone swallowed his saliva and trembled as he said, "In the program 'Heart-beating Journey Around the World for 99 Days', before Yan Shixun's split-screen live broadcast went black, there were students from our school posting comments saying that they saw something strange next to the lecture hall?"
His words were like a fuse, causing many people to recall the past.
"It seems so. Many people even tagged him to let him know he was safe, but he has not been online since."
"No...right? There are no ghosts in this world, right? Did I learn philosophy in vain?"
"It seems to be true. My roommate was scared to death when he came back home at night. He said that the lecture hall was particularly strange tonight. He came back just before that barrage was posted."
"Could it be that your roommate left first and escaped, and the guy behind him just happened to get hit?"
"I think so."
Someone cried, "It seems like there really is a ghost. My bedroom window faces the boulevard, and I saw that the trees over there seemed to have turned into corpses."
There were panicked shouts.
Every dormitory was in chaos. They were terrified but didn't know what to do.
Many people in the dormitory are even discussing how to use toilets, mops, brooms and badminton rackets to deal with ghosts.
At this moment, the counselor knocked on the door.
"Don't worry, students! The school has already sent someone to deal with it!"
The counselor shouted until her voice was hoarse: "We are all safe and there will be no danger! Please rest assured!"
"Have you finished reviewing for your exams? Have you finished tomorrow's English exam for freshmen and sophomores, the general education internship for juniors, and the reports and defenses for seniors?"
The counselor shouted, "The school does not accept any reason to postpone the exam, so are you here to watch the fun or to review? Those who fail the exam will be disqualified from scholarships next year!"
"It's several thousand dollars, students, think carefully!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the students' panic disappeared.
The crisis of the approaching exam immediately suppressed the fear of ghosts. The students who were originally standing on the balcony and craning their necks to see what was happening in the lecture hall, rushed back to the dormitory, jumped onto the chairs and took out the textbooks.
The students huddled in their beds tremblingly pulled out the photocopied materials from under their pillows and began to recite the review questions with sobs.
For a moment, the dormitory building, which was originally in panic and chaos, suddenly became quiet and returned to order.
Even the Taoist priest, who had rushed over from the other side to ensure the safety of the dormitory area because of the incident in the lecture hall, was amazed at the scene.
“You’re great at this job.”
The Taoist priest who was following the counselor exclaimed in admiration, "If it were me, I would never be able to suppress such a large-scale panic by myself."
The counselor was a little embarrassed by the compliment: "I have stayed in school since graduation to interact with these students. I know them better than I know myself."
"But." She pursed her lips, eyes full of worry: "Will everything be alright?"
The Taoist priest looked determined: "I will definitely die before everyone else."
"Besides." The Taoist priest smiled with hope in his eyes: "Daoyou Yan is also here. I believe that everything will be fine."
He is the direct disciple of Mr. Chengyun and the nephew of Taoist Priest Li. He has the appearance of an evil spirit and is extremely gifted.
He believed that Brother Yan would be the miracle under the Great Dao, the final hexagram that could not be predicted.
"Yan?"
The counselor murmured the last name again and again, bringing back distant memories.
She remembered that when she was in the dormitory of Binhai University, there was also a student who was completely different from the others. His surname was Yan.
It’s been many years…
The counselor's eyes were dazed, but when he looked towards the lecture hall, his gaze was no longer as panicked as before.
The Taoist priest's firm attitude gave her a sense of security. She knew that just as she would protect all students, there would be people protecting her. The bravest and most determined people would build a human wall with their own bodies to guard the safety of their lives.
In front of the lecture hall.
When the Taoist priest with a mustache regained consciousness, he found that the world before his eyes had changed.
Another Taoist priest supported his shoulders to prevent him from falling to the ground.
When he looked down, he saw corpses everywhere on the ground, an endless sea of blood, and piles of horrible-looking corpses.
Above the sea of blood, the mountain of corpses almost covered the sky.
The eyes of the piled-up dead bodies were wide open, as if they were unwilling to die.
Many of the corpses were so severely decayed that their original appearance was unrecognizable. Some even had missing flesh and skin, looking as hideous as if they had been torn apart by wild dogs.
Thousands of eyes that were still open stared straight at the Taoist priest with a mustache. The moment he opened his eyes, he was caught off guard by the critical blow, which made him gasp for air and almost fainted.
“Senior Brother!”
The Taoist priest beside him noticed that he was awake and said anxiously: "The soul-suppressing formation has failed, and all the ghosts trapped under the coffin have escaped!"
He originally wanted to cast a spell to sweep away those evil spirits, but he was still concerned that there were still many pure and sinless souls among them. He was afraid that when he was dispersing the evil spirits, he would accidentally hurt those heroic souls who were full of merits. So he hesitated and did not take any action.
During the few minutes when the Taoist priest with a mustache was exhausted and unconscious, the entire soul-soothing formation buried under the coffin lecture hall had completely failed. The ghost energy pulled the souls of those who had died a hundred years ago into the blood sea hell. The scene of piled corpses a hundred years ago reappeared, and the ghosts, whose minds were blinded by the ghost energy, gradually shook and rose one by one from the blood sea.
"Where is Taoist Priest Song?" The Taoist Priest with a mustache grabbed the Taoist Priest beside him and asked anxiously, "He must have a way. Where is he?"
"Master Song is protecting the students in the library, but he entered Binda campus before us. Even he has almost exhausted all his strength by now."
The Taoist priest looked anxious and worried.
The Taoist priest with a mustache let go of the other person's Taoist robe in a daze.
"Is this... the Great Dao asking me to wait and die here?"
There is nothing to fear in dying a martyr's life.
But what worries him is whether those students and ordinary citizens of Binhai City will be safe after they die.
This is also a problem that Taoist Song Yi is worried about.
The roar of the lecture hall made him very worried, but he had to deal with wave after wave of evil spirits rushing up the steps of the library and was unable to go to support them.
He frowned and looked worriedly at the building with the strongest ghost aura, wondering how the Taoist priest who went to investigate was doing.
Taoist Song Yi placed his hopes on that Taoist priest, but that Taoist priest, standing in front of the door of the experimental building, could only smile bitterly.
When he was told that this was the place with the strongest ghost energy, he had already anticipated that this journey would not be easy.
But even though he was prepared, he still thought this place was too simple.
How could a spring that could continuously supply a large amount of ghost energy to the entire campus be easily solved?
The Taoist priest walked through the muddy swamp with one foot deep and one foot shallow. His Taoist robe was tattered, with torn holes everywhere, stained with blood and broken flesh.
Fresh blood seeped out from under the robe, dyeing the originally dark blue robe almost black, with a strong smell of blood.
His arms were covered with wounds from the evil ghost's dry bones, and his hands were covered with sticky blood, making it almost impossible for the Taoist to hold the hilt of the Bagua sword, and he almost dropped it several times.
He looked dazed, and only with the determination not to retreat did he grit his teeth and walk to the door of the experimental building.
But... that might be where he ends.
The Taoist priest staggered a step, and quickly leaned on the ground with the sword in his hand, and finally supported his body that was about to fall down.
The resistance he encountered along the way was hundreds or thousands of times greater than that encountered elsewhere.
Almost every step he took required all of his strength, and after a long and hard battle, he finally carved out a bloody path among the evil spirits.
However, the experimental building, which is the original origin of the ghost energy, is far more difficult to pass than the road that the Taoist priest just walked outside the door.
It is equivalent to hell inside the door and the world outside the door.
How can those who are still alive transcend life and death and enter the realm of death?
It is a place that is completely obscured by ghostly energy. All spells and methods are ineffective and even heaven and earth will not look down upon it.
The Taoist priest looked up in a trance, looking at the experimental building in front of him, with despair flashing in his eyes.
Is it possible that the road is destined to stop here? Will the lives of millions of people in Binhai City be put in danger because of this?
So, miracles don't exist?
Heaven and earth are cruel, but where is your chance of survival?
The Taoist priest felt extremely sad. The cold wind of late autumn penetrated into his bloody chest and almost froze his heart to the point where it could no longer beat.
However, the next moment after the Taoist priest questioned the heaven and earth in grief and anger, the entire experimental building suddenly began to shake.
At first there was only a slight vibration, but soon it was like an earthquake. The whole building made a terrible "boom!" sound, cracks spread on the glass facade, and crisp "click!" sounds were heard one after another.
The Taoist priest looked up in confusion and watched all this happen.
Then, a little light slowly lit up from the center of the building.
It was like someone flipped on the switch of a high-wattage light bulb in a laboratory building made entirely of glass.
But soon, the Taoist priest discovered that this was definitely not turning on the light.
The light shines through every crack, like a small grass trying hard to extend its roots into the cracks in the rock, full of vitality and tenaciously refusing to give up.
It’s as if... that light is itself the brilliance that is jointly lit up by thousands of lives with their expectations for the future.
The light became brighter and brighter, and soon spread out from the building. The entire glass building seemed like a huge light bulb, dispelling the darkness of the surrounding world.
This bright light attracted the attention of everyone on and off campus.
The Taoist priests all stopped what they were doing, turned around and looked in the direction of the experimental building, and quickly drew hexagrams in their hands to try to calculate in the ghostly aura.
The students who had just been calmed down also noticed the bright light coming in from the window, and some wondered if the lights were on outside.
The heat wave came from the experimental building, gently and irresistibly sweeping across the entire sea of blood.
Even the Taoist priests who were in other places on campus felt a vital and warm force that filled their originally exhausted meridians and restored strength to their exhausted bodies.
The Taoist priests looked over there in astonishment, not understanding what was going on.
"It is clearly a place with the most ghostly aura, a dead place without any life, but why is it..."
A Taoist priest asked the question in his mind.
The Taoist priest with a mustache was in a trance for a moment, and then he sighed softly: "Everything will turn around when it reaches its extreme, and decline will eventually lead to prosperity."
It is precisely because everything has fallen into death that the most abundant vitality and hope can be born in the deepest despair.
And it is possible to do this...
"Is it Fellow Daoist Yan? Junior Brother Yan...haha!" The Taoist priest with a moustache murmured, and suddenly laughed out loud.
"The Great Dao, the Great Dao! The world is like a chess game, and you have already calculated everything!"
The Taoist priest standing in front of the experimental building even had to raise his hands to cover his eyes so that he could barely open his eyes in the strong light and watch all this happen.
The golden crow fell to the ground, as bright as day.
The sun set into the deepest night, illuminating every corner of the spooky abyss.
All the ghosts who thought they had managed to escape from the confinement of hell, screamed and trampled on each other, scrambling to flee back to hell from the human world.
Any ghost that was a little slower would immediately turn into ashes under the light.
The entire laboratory building was shaking violently and collapsed on the spot. Dust was scattered and bricks and tiles were broken.
Pieces of bricks and stones fell down, and crystal glass fragments reflected the clear light and fell straight to the ground.
The Taoist priest watched the broken glass rushing towards him and wanted to raise his hands to block it, but his muscles were severely strained and his body was seriously injured, so his hands were out of control.
Just as the Taoist priest was smiling bitterly in his heart, he suddenly saw a black figure passing by his sight.
The next second, all the bricks, stones and tiles suddenly stopped in mid-air, violating the laws of physics.
The Taoist priest was stunned, staring blankly against the light.
But I saw the young man's dark green coat flying in the air, and his black shirt outlined his strong and smooth chest lines.
There was an indomitable sharpness on his handsome face and a hint of smile on his lips.
Like a god descending from heaven to save the world.
The young man put his fingers together and made a gesture in front of him. Golden words were wrapped around his slender palm in circles, making it impossible to mistake the source of the bright light.
"Master, can you still stand?" The young man lowered his eyelashes and stretched out his other hand to the Taoist priest whose body was shaking and trembling as if he would fall down at any time.
The Taoist priest was stunned for a long time, and then he suddenly found that this face was familiar to him.
"You..." The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and asked in disbelief: "Daoyou Yan?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows but did not comment.
Immediately, another tall figure jumped down from a high place behind Yan Shixun.
The tall man had a cold face and a barely perceptible disdain in his eyes. On one of his slender arms was a young man who was as soft as noodles, and in the other hand he was holding the collars of two young men.
As soon as they landed, the man threw the three people to the ground.
One of the young men quickly reached out and hugged the young man next to him, holding him tightly in his arms to prevent him from being hit by the ground.
The other one who was not hurt was not so lucky. He braked on his face and happened to make eye contact with a charred skull that was only half burned.
The young man burst into tears at that moment.
The Taoist priest looked at this scene in a daze, and it took him a long time to recognize him: "Zhang, Director Zhang Wubing?"
Zhang Wubing rubbed his sore and soft cheeks while crying, and climbed up from the ground with trembling shoulders. With tears in his eyes, he clenched his fists to encourage himself: "Director, don't cry!"
Then she looked at the Taoist priest with tearful eyes.
"Hello, Taoist Priest. I am Zhang Wubing."
Zhang Wubing sniffed, and, holding on to his "dignity" as a director, introduced himself to the Taoist priest.
Taoist Priest: “…………”
Ah...how about you wipe your nose first?
The tense situation did not leave Yan Shixun time to reminisce with the Taoist priest. He quickly scanned the surroundings and confirmed that he was currently in the real Binhai University campus.
——Even Lan Ze, who was guiding the direction of Yin Road, was snatched out from the abyss of ghost energy by him. The world constructed by ghost energy was also shattered by a powerful force comparable to the pressure of ghosts and gods. The source of ghost energy that eroded Binda no longer existed.
The ghostly aura that was originally spreading rampantly across the campus stopped.
The sea of blood was rolling, but the evil spirits were wailing and trembling as they ran deeper into the abyss, refusing to show up above the sea of blood to face the power of the light.
"What's the current situation at Binda? How far has the ghost energy spread?"
Yan Shixun frowned and quickly asked the Taoist priest, "How are the students at Bin University doing? Are there any casualties?"
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yan." The Taoist priest said firmly, "All the damage has been blocked by us, and the students are safe and sound."
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the direction of the coffin lecture hall not far away, with corpses piled up like a mountain.
His heart sank slightly.
The thing I was most worried about happened.
The soul-suppressing formation in the coffin lecture hall failed, and the evil ghosts escaped. What made him even more troubled was that the ghost energy would corrode the souls without sin, and entangle their originally innocent souls with sinful karma.
"Don't worry."
Ye Li's deep and magnetic voice came from the side.
Ye Li, who had been keeping an eye on Yan Shixun, saw the worry in his heart.
Yan Shixun glanced at him and saw that he was smiling slightly.
"Souls without sin will not be corrupted by any evil spirits. But those who are entangled in sinful karma will fall into hell forever."
As soon as he finished speaking, black mist rose from under Ye Li and transformed into two black shadows, which swiftly flew towards the direction of the lecture hall.
The two stone sculptures with animal faces and deer antlers that originally stood at the entrance of the lecture hall suddenly came to life, and their hard stone bodies were as flexible as animals.
The stone sculpture opened its huge mouth with sharp fangs and roared as it pounced on the pile of corpses in front of it. With a wave of its sharp claws, it accurately pinned the evil spirit under its claws, and its tail, as hard as a steel whip, immediately threw the evil spirit into the sea of blood that had not yet receded nearby.
The evil ghost who had been suppressed under the coffin and had just awakened was no match for the desperate ghost in hell who was full of resentment and suffering torture.
They thrashed around in the sea of blood in shock and fear, and were then dragged down and sank.
The originally confused soul seemed to have the fog around it cleared away, and its eyes became warm and firm again.
The heroic spirits who died a hundred years ago remembered everything.
They looked around the battlefield and joined the fight against those evil spirits.
——A hundred years ago, they died in the pursuit of progress. Now, how could they allow evil spirits to harm their future children!
How dare you plot against their descendants? Have you asked their predecessors? The prosperous world they guarded with their lives cannot be disrupted by these evil ghosts!
The heroic souls are full of righteousness, no evil spirits dare to resist them.
In front of the stone beasts and heroic spirits, the evil spirits were defeated again and again.
There were even many heroic souls who had bad tempers when they were alive, who would beat up the evil ghosts when they caught them, and the wailing of the evil ghosts was simply inhumane.
On the other side, the heroic spirit grabbed the braid of one of the evil ghosts and slapped the evil ghost's head wildly, "Pa Pa Pa!" The evil ghost fell dizzy into the sea of blood and was immediately swallowed up.
There was even a Taoist priest who was sharp-eyed and saw the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple who died here a hundred years ago. The soul of that Taoist priest pressed the evil ghost's head and slammed it to the ground with a "bang bang bang" sound, cursing wildly, making the evil ghost cry bitterly and regret running out of the coffin.
Taoist Priest: “…”
Ah... so this is the style of our predecessors a hundred years ago?
Several Taoist priests who watched the entire process were stunned.
The Taoist priest with a mustache stared blankly at the stone beast, then lowered his head to look at the place beside him where only a stone base was left. In shock, he could only utter one sentence: "Blessings and infinite heavenly master!"
Tomb guardian beast!
The tomb guardian beast that was used as a talisman at the time was actually activated?!
But how and who did it? Unlike other talismans, tomb guardian beasts can only be driven by dead energy, but the people present are all Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple, so no one should have this ability.
While the Taoist priests were shocked, Yan Shixun in front of the experimental building slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Li.
"So, the founder of the sect?" Yan Shixun smiled falsely, but his smile was without a trace of warmth.
Ye Li was not panicked at all and smiled back: "I have never admitted it."
"Shi Xun, you guessed wrong." Ye Li looked at him with a smile: "However, you have a chance to guess again."
"As many times as you want, until you have explored all of me."
Yan Shixun snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the Binhai University campus.
The golden light centered on him, illuminating the entire Binhai University campus like daylight without a trace of haze.
The ghost aura was gradually dissipating, the sea of blood on the ground quickly retreated in fear, and the evil ghosts fled back to where they came from.
The remaining fragments can be smashed into pieces and handed over to the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple.
Yan Shixun pinched his finger bones casually, making a crisp "crack" sound.
The Taoist priest next to him shuddered and inexplicably felt a dangerous aura spreading over him.
"Since those evil spirits have already fled from densely populated areas..."
Yan Shixun's eyes were gloomy, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Then next, it's time to happily show off your skills."
The students of Binhai University and the tens of millions of people in Binhai City are like hostages of ghost energy, making Yan Shixun and
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