Chapter 181 Jinjiang
The chains came like an overwhelming force.
Yan Shixun could even see the mottled bloodstains left in the buttonholes of the chain, and his nose was lingering with the fishy smell that had accumulated for a long time.
He slightly turned sideways and avoided the chain that was heading straight for his crown, barely brushing past him.
Yan Shixun's slender figure moved around in the chains, light and flexible, like an agile leopard.
He stepped precisely in the tiny gap between the chains, and in the bloody wind and the chains that brushed past him, he moved forward calmly and steadily, approaching the Yinchai in front of him step by step.
The leading ghost official could not withstand the power of the talisman in Yan Shixun's hand, and quickly weathered away while wailing. The already rotten flesh on his body shriveled up and clung to his bones, soon turning into a pile of broken bones. The empty old official uniform fell down and covered the bones.
And the gong, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, also fell from the ghost official's hands.
With a "clang" sound, it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
It's like a signal.
The ghost messengers who had been standing silently and watching Yan Shixun, slowly raised their heads one by one, and the face coverings fluttered down.
Like paper money scattered in the air, carrying a coffin to a funeral.
At this moment, Yan Shixun saw the faces of all the evildoers clearly.
They were all different from what Li Chengyun had described and what Yan Shixun had seen. They no longer carried the official majesty, but had become ugly and hideous, just like the first ghost who had just shed his veil.
The bright red eyes did not have the intimidating authority of an official, but were filled with intense resentment and unwillingness that almost burst out.
Their faces were covered with rotten flesh, and skeletons could be seen under their highly decayed faces, making it impossible to tell their original appearance.
Yan Shixun was shocked. He didn't expect that there was not only one Yinchai with problems... but all of the Yinchai had turned into evil spirits.
When they lost the deterrent effect brought by the masking paper, they looked no different from the evil spirits tied with iron chains beside them.
When I met the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple at Binda, he also mentioned that the Taoist priest on this side of the highway was originally responsible for tracking the Yin Road... These Yin messengers were not the first time to escort evil spirits and open up Yin Roads to pass through the human world.
However, the underworld has collapsed, all the managers have died, and even the King of Hell could not escape. These ghost officials should have been guarding the underworld more strictly to prevent the evil spirits from escaping due to the loosening of the suppression power.
Why does he appear in the world so high-profile?
Besides.
The talisman in Yan Shixun's hand gradually dispelled the thick fog formed by the surrounding yin energy, and the endless distance slowly appeared before his eyes.
His eyes slowly widened.
——The evil ghosts escorted by this team of ghost soldiers and ghost messengers are so numerous that they can’t be seen from the end!
The evil ghosts wore different clothes, and the punishments they endured while wailing were also different. It seemed that many of the dynasties were separated by thousands or hundreds of years.
Even Yan Shixun roughly estimated in his mind that there must be tens of thousands of evil ghosts in this team.
The moment he saw clearly, Yan Shixun even suspected that all the evil spirits in hell had escaped. Why were there so many evil spirits?
And judging from the ghost officials' nimble and powerful movements, the fact that he had just sealed off the entire ghost abyss and suppressed hell again under the human world had no effect on these ghost officials.
But...how could this be?
Yan Shixun's heart was filled with turmoil, but it did not show on his face. He still had a smile on his face and did not seem to be afraid of the evil spirit at all.
The strong wind blowing from behind the white Yincha blew violently towards Yan Shixun, and the resistance seemed to be a thousand pounds.
But he walked in the wind, with the corners of his coat fluttering behind him, but he still walked calmly, as if he was not affected by any resistance at all, and his Martin boots landed firmly on the ground.
As he walked, the golden light of the talisman spread out in circles, irresistibly dispersing the negative energy around him and clearing out a clean space.
But the evil spirits affected didn't think so.
They were shaking and wailing madly, but they could only feel the pain of their flesh and blood peeling off their dry bones. They watched helplessly as the talisman with a powerful deterrent force approached them. They wanted to escape but were locked by the chains of the Yinchai, with nowhere to escape.
The leading ghost was alarmed by the power of the talisman that far exceeded the limits of a living person. He slowly raised his head, and his blood-red eyes under the white tall hat looked fixedly at Yan Shixun, and his gaze swept coldly over the stranger in front of him.
"What...are you?"
The ghost opened his mouth and opened and closed it with his incomplete jawbone. His hoarse and gurgling voice sounded like tree bark rubbed against stone, even more sinister and frightening than a cold-blooded snake crawling on the ground.
"You are not human."
The ghost said firmly: "There is no place for you among humans, gods and ghosts. What kind of monster are you?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and a smile appeared on his lips.
He raised his head and replied defiantly: "I am a mortal destined by the Great Dao to kill you."
"You can call me a monster, because the people I killed were monsters like you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Shixun had already exerted force on his feet, and as fast as an arrow, he made hand gestures and rushed towards Yin Cha.
"I told you, this is not the path you should take!"
Yan Shixun's eyes were cold and even his tone was frost-like sharp: "If you don't want to leave, then I will help you leave!"
The extremely fast movement caused a strong wind, bringing with it a series of whistling sounds in the air.
He stretched out his slender fingers towards the air, and the invisible air turned into something visible in the golden light. The shape of the Bagua Sword gradually took shape and was grasped by him.
The Tao is invisible and gives birth to heaven and earth.
Yan Shixun was with the Tao at this time, the heaven and earth looked down upon him, and then the grass, trees, mountains and rivers all leaned towards him.
The harmless air turned into the sharpest sword and swept across the body.
There is a boundary between yin and yang, and they must not disturb the human world.
Even if there is something that wants to break through that invisible boundary, as long as the Tao exists, the boundary will always be there, silently guarding life and death.
And now, the boundary that was blurred by a large amount of Yin energy reappeared in front of Yan Shixun.
The wind blew, leaving a deep groove on the road and sending gravel flying.
All the evil ghosts swept by the sword wind, like the ghost official in the front, wailed and turned into a pool of dry bones, quickly falling to the ground, with blood and flesh flowing all over the ground.
Yan Shixun pointed his sword downwards and looked directly at the Yincha with a grin.
"Let's turn around now. There is a difference between yin and yang. Let's move forward..."
Although there was no blade or sword energy, the inviolable majesty still intimidated the ghosts on the opposite side.
Under the tall white hat, a pair of blood-red eyes stared directly at Yan Shixun in the golden light.
They realized that this stranger who blocked their way but did not turn into minced flesh and bones was different from all the strangers they had seen before.
The Yinchai, who had been standing still, finally moved.
The white mourning cloth dragged on the ground, and the footsteps half hidden under it remained suspended in the air, not landing on the road.
Under the feet of the Yin messengers, the Yin Road continued to extend forward, even rushing towards the boundary originally drawn by Yan Shixun, ready to break through it and swallow up the entire highway and forest.
However, at the moment when the Yin Qi came into contact with the boundary, a sharp explosion sounded in the air, golden sparks burst out, and with a "whoosh!" it burned up in an instant, and the wall of fire shot up several meters high.
A ghost who was floating over was caught off guard and was directly caught in the flames and hit the white mourning cloth. In an instant, the fire spread rapidly upwards along the corners of the clothes.
In an instant, the flames actually swallowed up the Yin Cha.
The other Yinchai were shocked and stood still. They even dropped their outstretched hands for a moment. They looked at their fellow creatures who were reduced to ashes in the flames without even having time to utter a wail. They were so shocked that they were speechless for a long time.
Then, they slowly turned their gaze towards Yan Shixun, with a cold murderous intent in their eyes.
"I said, whoever crosses this line will die."
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows: "You don't think I'm joking with you, do you?"
"I'm really sorry, I have a terrible temper, but I do have one good point."
Yan Shixun curled his lips: "I'm not good at joking, I just like... to solve problems with actions."
"Mortal, seek death."
Thousands of ghost messengers spoke at the same time, their cold and hoarse voices overlapped one after another, as if echoing in circles in the empty space, becoming even colder and more empty.
Thousands of eyes fell on Yan Shixun at the same time, with those eerie and ghostly gazes as if they were looking at a dead person.
Because of Yan Shixun's actual actions, the ghost officials who had originally not taken Yan Shixun seriously and thought that he would be turned into dust like other mortals, finally slowly realized that this audacious mortal actually wanted to block their way forward.
The ghosts were enraged.
The white shadows overlapped one after another, and it was hard to tell which was the shadow and which was the fog. The afterimages connected to form a whole piece of white, making it dizzy and unable to tell what was what.
In this blur, the bony arm under the white sleeve suddenly pierced through the air and grabbed Yan Shixun's crown viciously, wanting to crush the soul of the living person directly and make the arrogant living person realize his insignificance.
The flesh on the ghost's rotten face was wriggling, and his grin was full of malice. He couldn't wait to see the miserable appearance of this stranger wailing and begging for mercy.
But the next moment——
Yan Shixun raised his eyes slightly, and even had a relaxed and sarcastic smile in his eyes when he looked at Yinchai.
The ghost's heart trembled, and his mind, which had been almost empty due to the corrosion of the evil spirits, began to move again slowly and with difficulty.
He subconsciously felt that something seemed to be wrong.
But it was too late.
In the eyes of the ghost, every time the mortals nearby raised their hands, it seemed like they were paused in slow motion, and one second was stretched to infinity.
He watched helplessly as the mortal opposite him stretched out his arm. The palm with a golden talisman engraved on it seemed as if he was not afraid of being eroded by the ghost energy and grabbed his white robe.
The hand tightly gripped his arm, causing him to feel the pain again even though he had been dead for hundreds of years.
The pain like burning flames spread from the arm bones to the depths of the soul. The ghost couldn't even help but open his rotten mouth and let out a low and shrill howl.
In sharp contrast to Yin Cha's struggle is Yan Shixun's pride and confidence in victory.
"You guessed it right."
Yan Shixun looked at the white mourning cloth that was gradually burning under his palm. It was as if the flames had burned the edges and it was beginning to curl up. While he confirmed his guess, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and felt horrified.
The reason why he was able to face the evil spirits head-on without being harmed by them was because he was born with an evil spirit in his bones.
But what supported the power of his talisman at this time was the power lent to him by Ye Li.
Although he didn't know why Ye Li could still survive as a ghost when all the gods had died.
However, although Ye Li's power is cold and carries the breath of death, it is also pure.
Unlike the complex and filthy power of evil spirits, Ye Li's aura is firm and powerful.
That is the righteousness that only those who have comprehended the great Dao can possess, and it is an existence recognized by heaven and earth.
Therefore, when Yan Shixun discovered that not only evil spirits but even the ghosts could be hurt or even burned to death by this power, just like evil spirits, doubts began to arise in his heart.
Yeli is a ghost related to life and death. If these ghost messengers are really ghost messengers from the underworld, then to some extent they should be in the same camp as Yeli. Why would they be injured by Yeli's power?
At this moment, when Yan Shixun looked closely at the Yinchai in his palm, he suddenly got the answer.
His initial instinct was correct.
These ghost messengers were rotten all over, and their breath was messy and filthy. How could they look like civil servants of the underworld? Instead, they looked like prisoners being escorted, no different from those evil ghosts.
"You are no longer the underworld messenger, right?"
Yan Shixun was not frightened by the hideous appearance of the flesh gradually falling off the ghost messenger's face. He smiled and asked calmly, "You are already an evil ghost."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Yin Cha who was struggling desperately in Yan Shixun's hands froze, and the look he gave Yan Shixun was horrifying.
Just a mortal, just a mortal...why!
The entire road was in vain.
It's like the thing that you are most reluctant to tell others is suddenly pointed out by an insignificant person who doesn't take it seriously, exposing the truth.
The ghost messengers felt fear and anger surging in their hearts.
They finally looked at Yan Shixun seriously, and realized belatedly that this mortal was different from all the exorcists and Taoists they had seen before.
Even this power...is this really a power that a mortal can possess!
Demarcate yin and yang, block the Yin road, and harm the Yin messengers and ghosts.
Yan Shixun's presence began to make the ghosts wary. They exchanged glances with each other and saw each other's intentions from each other's rotten and cold faces.
Those who hinder... must not be allowed to stay!
The next moment, something strange happened.
The evil ghosts that were originally tied up with chains in the hands of the ghost messengers suddenly let out even more miserable and loud wails. The chains that bound them tightened rapidly inwards, cutting into their flesh and even breaking their bones. In the end, the entire evil ghost group burst suddenly like a balloon that was squeezed to its limit.
Blood splattered everywhere and flesh gushed out.
The evil spirits exploded one after another, making continuous "bang! bang!" sounds on the deserted road.
The blood mist was like water frost, covering the sky and earth in wisps.
Yan Shixun only felt that his vision turned into a blurry blood red.
He watched in astonishment as all the evil ghosts died at the hands of the Yincha. The Yincha, who had originally restrained the evil ghosts, was now even more terrifying than the evil ghosts.
The existence that punishes sins is bewitched by power, and the dissatisfaction and greed in the heart grow rampantly and cannot be suppressed in the hell without a manager.
So one day, they suddenly thought - what if I take this power for myself?
Therefore, all the evil ghosts became the source of increasing power for the Yincha.
The evil ghosts were reduced to ashes, and the sins and karma of their souls were transferred to the Yinchai, corroding their bodies day after day, making their originally majestic faces become rotten and hideous.
The ghost messengers were terrified that what they had done would be sensed by the heaven and earth, so they wrapped themselves in mourning cloth and covered their faces with white paper, trying their best not to reveal the slightest mistake in an attempt to avoid punishment from the heaven and earth.
Their affairs have been going smoothly.
Until, on the mountain outside Binhai City, the ghost mountain that was supposed to be a fixed point disappeared, and the newly deceased souls with deep obsession attracted the ghost energy, which led the Yin Road to an unknown direction.
The ghostly aura devoured the newly deceased souls, and the ghost waited indifferently, neither anxious nor impatient.
As long as the dead soul is completely swallowed up by the ghostly energy, the Yin Road will return to the right track and they can reach their original destination.
Just wait a little longer...
But all they waited was the severing of the connection between the newly deceased soul and the ghostly aura, and in front of the Yin Road, an arrogant mortal with terrifying power blocked their way.
The ghosts did not know the identity of the mortal, but they reached a consensus.
——We must not let them be exposed to the public just because a mortal leaked the information.
This mortal must be killed here!
Blue veins and blood quickly spread across the faces of the ghost messengers who had lost their masking papers, making their already hideous faces completely lose their human form and look as terrifying as demons.
Amidst a field of flesh and blood, thousands of Yin messengers rushed to the front of the Yin Road, using their own strength to violently hit the boundary drawn by Yan Shixun, killing the troublemakers right here, eliminating any future troubles.
Behind the Yinchai, horses' hooves were paddling, horses were neighing, and spears were raised again, slowly moving forward.
The ghost soldiers who had been waiting continued to move forward.
Neither faces nor skin can be seen under their ancient armor, and all their appearances are covered by darkness, as if there were no faces under the armor to begin with, but only the ghostly aura has corroded the confused souls of the dead. The undead wandering on the ancient battlefield without knowing where to go are captured by the malicious underworld officials for their own use. From then on, their souls are bound, and they walk on the dark road in a daze, not knowing where to go.
The huge team with no end in sight was surging, the Yin energy condensed almost into substance, all of them violently pounced towards the boundary in front of Yan Shixun, attacking again and again.
Under such a heavy blow, the deathly energy of millions of ghosts confronted the vitality of the talisman, and yin and yang struggled and pulled against each other, trying to swallow each other.
The Yin soldiers who kept moving forward were like sharp spears, launching charge again and again.
Yan Shixun held his sword across his chest, his eyes firm and sharp, without any retreat, he firmly defended the place.
One man guards the pass, and ten thousand demons cannot get through.
But the spell has its limits.
Yan Shixun is equivalent to a carrier of power. He borrowed the power of Ye Li, but he is not Ye Li himself, so the effect he exerts is limited.
For an ordinary Taoist priest, it would be difficult enough to fight against a ghost messenger, and he might not even know if he can survive.
Even the high-ranking Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple were cautious and dared not be careless when facing the evil spirits, knowing that the slightest mistake would lead to death.
I have never heard of any mortal being able to resist the power of the underworld with his physical body.
——Not to mention that Yan Shixun was facing almost all the evil spirits in the underworld at this moment!
Throughout recorded history, there has never been a case where thousands of ghost officials and soldiers were hostile to just one mortal!
Even though the enemy troops were approaching, Yan Shixun was still smiling.
Even the invisible barrier in front of him still had cracks spreading rapidly, like glass that was about to shatter into thousands of pieces. The talisman in his hand also became fainter and fainter, and the golden light gradually decreased and weakened.
But Yan Shixun never showed any panic.
"Want to disrupt the human world?"
Yan Shixun sneered: "Wishful thinking!"
There are thousands of ghost soldiers in hell, but there are also thousands of ghost exorcists in the world.
And he is the first and must be the strongest line of defense.
Behind him are all the members of the program crew, Lan Ze and Cheng Jing, the rescue team and people from various departments, as well as tens of millions of lives in Binhai City.
No matter which one, he would never allow these ghosts who had degenerated into evil spirits to cross the boundary between yin and yang and harm the human world!
A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Yan Shixun, and strange and creepy smiles appeared on the rotten faces of the evil spirits.
"The Yin soldiers borrow the road, naturally, the living will die!"
A hoarse and eerie voice fell to the ground, and the entire boundary began to tremble violently. Finally, it could no longer withstand the yin energy and began to dissipate bit by bit.
Golden spots of light scattered like snowflakes.
“Crack… snap!”
The cracks eventually broke, and the invisible barrier collapsed.
The bloody skeleton under the white cloth reached straight for Yan Shixun's chest, as if wanting to use its sharp bone claws to directly break through the flesh and take out the beating warm heart underneath, so that this mortal who dared to block the Yin Road would die in pain and regret.
But before it could touch the corner of Yan Shixun's clothes, an angry shout suddenly sounded from a distance.
"How dare you!"
A deep, cold voice, filled with anger and strong winds, came from behind.
Yan Shixun was still tense with his muscles tensed to guard against the incoming evil spirits. The next moment, he suddenly felt a tightening around his waist. Someone grabbed his waist and pulled him backwards, and then he bumped into a cold and solid chest.
Like a towering mountain, standing tall and straight.
As long as he is here, heaven and earth will never fall, and the world will be saved.
Yan Shixun was puzzled, but soon realized that the owner of the voice was Ye Li.
He looked up in surprise, but from this angle, he could only see Ye Li's tense jawline.
Ye Li's tightly pursed lips seemed to be accumulating anger, his long eyebrows were slanted, mysterious black lines were surging on his temples, and his narrow eyes were colder than the cold winter.
He held Yan Shixun tightly in his arms, and his powerful arms protected his beloved ghost exorcist tightly, while his eyes looking at the opposite side were cold and murderous, revealing his ferocious murderous intent.
He raised his strong and powerful arms, with his bony palms pointing forward, and quickly formed seals.
The complex and mysterious trajectory attracted all the yin energy and vitality, like waves hitting the embankment, making a huge roar.
The ghosts were all surprised, looking at the man who suddenly appeared here, fear rising from the deepest part of their souls.
They had died long ago, but at this moment, they felt the fear of death again.
It’s not the respect and fear that one once had when facing the King of Hell, but... something deeper, closer to the yin and yang of life and death, and comes from the soul’s own fear of life and death.
The ghost who was closest to Yan Shixun, who was only one step away from touching Yan Shixun, didn't even understand what was going on. There was still surprise on his ferocious face, and under Ye Li's angry glare, he trembled and turned into a pool of blood, falling on the road.
This made the other ghosts even more frightened. They didn't know who this person was and how he could have such power.
……No.
They know.
But that guess was suppressed under his trembling lips, and he dared not admit the fact.
Fengdu...Emperor.
Being with the great Dao of heaven and earth, feeling the yin and yang of the sun and moon, you will receive the ordination yourself.
Transcend the Five Elements, ascend to the Eight Trigrams, and beyond the Nine, achieve the state of great perfection.
All people, gods and ghosts are under him and obey his orders.
Wherever the Fengdu army passed, everyone was terrified and bowed their heads.
Some ghost messengers from ancient times could not help but tremble when they imagined the scene when Fengdu once appeared in the human world to judge life and death, and their eyes revealed fear when they looked at the two people hugging in front of them.
How...how could it be Fengdu!
Fengdu has ignored the human world for a hundred years, and even said that the human world is beyond salvation and it is not worth opening the gates of Fengdu.
Not to mention that Fengdu's existence has gradually disappeared from the human world, many young Taoists even think that Fengdu is just a legend.
Even the ghost messengers have not seen anyone from Fengdu walking on the earth for a hundred years.
Why would the King of Fengdu, who had already been in seclusion in the mountains, appear here?
Some of the ghosts suddenly recalled that the power originally possessed by the mortals who were hindering them... seemed to be similar to the terrifying power sweeping across the sky, earth, mountains and forests at this time.
It was only because this mortal was carrying ghostly aura that obscured the original horoscope, and even made it impossible for them to tell whether this mortal was a living person or an evil ghost, thus interfering with their cognition.
When even the King of Hell has died, how could the King of Fengdu appear in the human world!
Such thoughts made the ghosts ignore the most obvious truth, and they never realized the connection between Yan Shixun and Fengdu.
Until now.
Until the King of Fengdu appeared before them, his anger shaking heaven and earth.
The ghost officials suddenly felt unspeakable regret, and some even cried in panic, thinking that the heaven and earth had discovered their existence, so they asked the Emperor of Fengdu to come and judge their sins.
After all, before Fengdu, all sins must be judged and all causes and effects must be fair.
There is no human, god or ghost that cannot be judged by Fengdu; the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements are all under Fengdu.
The ghost messengers guessed correctly the purpose of King Fengdu's visit, but they guessed wrong the reason.
——It’s not like heaven and earth have invited Fengdu to move.
It was the enraged Emperor of Fengdu who came to protect his beloved exorcist.
The faces of the ghost messengers were terrified and hideous. Under this pressure that almost destroyed the world, they turned around and fled instinctively out of their desire to survive.
The remaining evil spirits were trampled by the underworld officials, leaving the ground covered with broken flesh and bones and cries of pain.
The horses' hooves tapped the ground impatiently, the startled horses turned around and galloped away, and the spears and halberds collided with each other, making a chaotic buzzing sound.
The entire long and endless army of ghosts was suddenly defeated and scattered like loose sand.
But Yinchai no longer cared about all these.
Their bodies wrapped in white mourning cloth were trembling, their blood-red eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets, and their souls were tense and filled with horror.
Only their footsteps never dared to stop for a moment.
The chill of death came quickly from behind, and the cold edge of the knife reached the back of the neck.
The ghost messengers even had a feeling that if they turned around or paused for a moment, they would be killed by the anger coming from behind, their blood splattering on the spot and their souls shattered.
The originally silent forest was now filled with the cries of evil spirits and ghosts, which overlapped and were creepy.
Strong winds and black fog rose at the foot of Yeli. The road that was originally a battle between yin and yang was quickly swallowed up by the spreading darkness. The entire road, along with the mountains and forests, quickly fell into it.
Yan Shixun, who was held in Ye Li's arms, clearly saw shadowy figures appearing beside Ye Li.
Those ghostly figures stood silently behind Ye Li, wearing elite armor, shining as coldly as snow.
They are like soldiers following a general. They are hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers who have fought in bloody battles on the battlefield, but they willingly bow their heads in front of their commander and offer all their loyalty.
When the general is alive, they will follow him and fight on the battlefield, serving the country and the people.
When their master is about to die, they will follow Huangquan Yintai and defend Yin and Yang.
A series of black ghosts condensed behind Ye Li. They were arranged in neat rows, and their momentum was intimidating without saying a word.
That was the momentum of someone who had truly seen blood in his lifetime, and fought in a sea of blood and corpses, which was unstoppable.
The army is approaching, shaking the earth.
The solemn and majestic atmosphere swept across the entire mountain forest and road.
Even the official leaders who were protected far away on the other side of the road could vaguely see a few blurry ghost shadows in the deepest darkness before the sun rose in the early morning.
Several Taoist priests who were protecting the crowd were anxious and kept looking into the distance, wanting to know what the current situation was. They wanted to know whether Brother Daoist Yan could intercept the Yin Road here to prevent those evil spirits from entering the densely populated areas of Binhai City and endangering the citizens.
Lan Ze, who was left on the side of the road, also vaguely felt the call of the ghostly energy emanating from the Yin Road. His mind was even blurred for a moment, and his soul was blinded by the ghostly energy. He raised his legs in confusion and wanted to step towards the Yin Road.
Cheng Jing grabbed Lan Ze in shock and pulled him back into his arms.
Feeling the warmth and wildly beating heart of his lover, Lan Ze suddenly came back to his senses.
Cheng Jing's face was full of fear of almost losing his lover. He held Lan Ze tightly in his arms and refused to let go.
Lu Xingxing jumped up and down anxiously, wishing she could just rush over there, which was better than waiting here anxiously.
On this side of the road that was being closely watched by everyone, Yan Shixun was still in Ye Li's arms. For several seconds he didn't react as to why Ye Li suddenly appeared and why so many soldiers were following him.
Yan Shixun could see that these ghost soldiers that appeared were different from the ghost soldiers who fled in panic on the Yin Road.
The Yin soldiers on the Yin Road had originally had an amazing posture, but in comparison with the newly appeared army, they were just scattered and disorganized.
However, this army is truly an elite force that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations.
Neither life nor death nor anything else can shake them.
They remained silent and just followed loyally.
Walking down from the ancient battlefield where the setting sun was as red as blood, only one firm obsession remained in their souls—
As the commander, charge!
Above this, shock the heaven and earth and question the great Dao!
Ye Li hugged Yan Shixun's waist tightly, and the fear of almost losing the ghost exorcist turned into shock and anger.
His gaze was like a sharp blade, pointing straight at the evil spirits and soldiers fleeing in all directions in front of him. At this moment, the blade was unsheathed.
"Those who disturb the yin and yang, life and death, have no hope of survival."
"This is the Fengdu Judgment."
A low and cold voice fell.
At the same time, Ye Li's sealed palm swung down heavily.
Suddenly, the black mist turned into a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and pouncing towards the fleeing evil ghost.
The flags were flying high and the light was cold and awe-inspiring.
The soldiers drew their swords and marched forward in iron armor.
The long sword was raised high.
The ghost fell to the ground, horrified, and could only watch the sword swing down.
Smelly blood and flesh splattered all over the ground.
The frightened horse's legs were cut off and the ghost soldier fell off its back.
The spear stabbed from the side, piercing the ghost soldier through, blood flowed down, and the corpse on the spear became a new flag.
The overwhelming majesty and pressure frightened the ghosts to the point of their minds being shattered.
But no matter how frantically they fled, they could not escape the encirclement of a hundred thousand elite soldiers.
The ghost messengers wailed under the long sword, and their blood and flesh were smeared on the ground.
The wails of ghosts echoed through the mountains and forests, startling the night birds.
Heaven and earth looked down upon him and tacitly approved of what Fengdu did.
Yan Shixun stared at everything happening before his eyes in a daze, unable to react for a moment.
The sudden and overwhelming victory was like a piece that did not belong to the puzzle of thinking. Yan Shixun was unable to put the wrong puzzle piece back to its original place and could not sort out the context of the whole thing.
Yan Shixun even forgot that he was held in Ye Li's arms at this moment. The strength was so great that he almost wanted to merge Yan Shixun with himself.
Ye Li could not forget, because Yan Shixun did not want him to interfere, so he handed Zhang Wubing and others to him, and asked him to ensure everyone's safety and wait there.
Although he was reluctant, he was even more unwilling to restrict his ghost exorcist, so he agreed.
However, he suddenly realized from a distance that the power he had lent out was rapidly being consumed and dissipated, and Yan Shixun seemed to be stuck in a tough battle.
Because he was worried that Yan Shixun would be injured again and have to stay in the hospital for half a month before he recovered, like before, Ye Li came to check on him.
But he didn't expect that that one look almost broke his heart.
——There is an evil ghost who wants to hurt his exorcist!
The ferocious ghost claw was even less than a few inches away from Yan Shixun, and would soon hurt Yan Shixun.
In shock and anger, Ye Li made the Fengdu Seal with his hands.
The gate of Fengdu was wide open, hundreds of thousands of flags reappeared on earth, and the army was approaching.
The evil spirits fled in all directions, but were ultimately no match for the elite soldiers and were beheaded by their swords.
The roads and mountains were covered with the blood and flesh of ghosts.
Yan Shixun stared for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"you……"
Yan Shixun turned his head and looked to the side with a complicated expression.
"Is this the power you lent me?"
One hundred thousand ghost soldiers... these are the real ghost soldiers borrowing the road!
Compared with this, the previous evil spirits were nothing but filthy.
Yan Shixun was shocked and his suspicions about Yeli became even more serious.
But after hearing Yan Shixun's voice, Ye Li's originally cold and sharp expression actually softened a little.
A smile reappeared on his cold and handsome face. He lowered his head gently and responded to his exorcist: "No."
"The power I can lend you includes all of me."
"As long as you want...you can take it."
"The only prerequisite is."
Ye Li gently held Yan Shixun's hand and made a promise to him softly but solemnly: "You go with me."
“Until I reach life and death, and cross life and death…I will follow you no matter if you are a human, a god, or a ghost.”
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at Ye Li, but he felt that he had fallen into a vast world.
The sun, moon and stars all move here.
But after he fell into that piece of heaven and earth, the sun, moon, and stars all began to move because of him.
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