The jar was made of black iron, about two meters tall, with holes all around and covered with all sorts of talismans.
The next moment, two pale hands and feet emerged from the black iron jar, and finally, a bald head popped out.
Its head was completely hairless, its face was blank, and there was a talisman pasted on its forehead.
The strange figure in the jar rolled towards Yang Sheng, tearing off two talismans that transformed into two long swords that slashed down in a spiral motion.
Yang Sheng swung his Imperial Guard sword horizontally, tearing apart the two long swords formed from talismans, and then slashed directly at the strange man in the jar.
However, the strange figure in the jar suddenly shrank back into the jar at an extremely fast speed, causing Yang Sheng's slash to miss.
Yang Sheng reversed his long sword to cut off the opponent's hands and feet, but the strange man in the jar always managed to retract his hands and feet a step ahead of Yang Sheng, showing great agility.
Moreover, the material used for that jar was definitely not ordinary black iron. Even the Imperial Guard's sword could not cut it, only leaving a notch on it. But heaven knows how heavy that jar really was.
With a cold laugh, Yang Sheng sheathed his sword, and Ying Gou's body and the City God's golden body descended simultaneously.
In an instant, the forces of evil and light converged in one body. With each punch Yang Sheng delivered, the immense power produced a deafening roar that made people's eardrums ache.
Even though the jar was incredibly sturdy, it was still branded with clear fist marks under Yang Sheng's powerful and heavy blows.
The strange creature inside the jar let out a series of miserable howls, and as Yang Sheng's final punch landed, a muffled thud came from inside the jar.
Fragments of flesh and internal organs rolled out of the jar, and the last round head rolled to the ground as well.
Seeing that the ghost altar attendant he had painstakingly cultivated had been killed by Yang Sheng, the ghost Taoist priest dared not waste any more words with Yang Sheng and turned to flee.
Shenyou transformed into a giant hand of mental power, directly crushing the ghost Taoist's desiccated body, then grabbed the ghost Taoist's head and looked at him with a cold smile.
"My lord, spare my life! I am willing to serve you as your slave, I only beg you to spare my life!"
"You're already a ghost, why are you still so afraid of dying?"
Yang Sheng sneered.
The ghostly Taoist priest sneered, "When a person dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, they become a '聻'; when a '聻' dies, they become a '希'; and when a '希' dies, they become a '夷'."
The formless, the silent, the colorless.
At least ghosts retain some intelligence, and with good luck, they can even cultivate into ghost immortals.
"If I die twice more, I'll truly be reduced to ashes, utterly and forever condemned to eternal damnation."
Yang Sheng, holding the other man's head, said calmly, "Tell me, what exactly is going on with this Ghost Realm? Is the Ghost King you mentioned the Four Ghost Kings?"
The Taoist priest shook his neck, revealing a fearful expression: "If I tell you, you'll definitely crush my head, sir."
Even after becoming a ghost, this ghost Taoist's spiritual perception remains extremely sharp.
The murderous aura emanating from the other party was almost tangible; he had no doubt that once he was no longer of any use, the other party would simply crush his head.
Yang Sheng glanced at the ghostly Taoist priest with surprise.
He'd done this kind of thing more than once or twice, but he never expected this guy to see through it.
However, Yang Sheng was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he sneered and threatened, "Even if you don't tell me, I will still crush your head!"
"It's come to this point already, do you think you still have any room to negotiate with me?"
The ghostly Taoist priest quickly said, "My lord, please calm down. I am not trying to bargain with you, but I am still useful, very useful!"
I survived the last paranormal resurgence. I know what you're looking for. With me leading the way, you'll save a lot of trouble!
The Taoist priest understood perfectly well that whether Yang Sheng agreed or not, he was doomed.
The only way to survive is to prove that you are still useful; only then will you have a chance to live.
Yang Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "You know what I'm looking for?"
The ghost Taoist priest hurriedly said, "When you asked me earlier whether the Ghost King was one of the Four Ghost Kings, I knew you must have come for the renewed surge of Yin energy and the outbreak of supernatural phenomena."
The Four Ghost Kings were born from the great terror of the Yin Veins and were completely sealed away decades ago.
But what is sealed away must be an unimaginable treasure!
With this resurgence of supernatural phenomena, even we low-level ghosts can feel the yin energy returning to its former abundance, and the four great ghost kings are likely to break free as well.
The supreme treasure that sealed them will also be unearthed then—a treasure that all cultivators would go mad for!
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