Their family's inherited scroll of Lu Ban's secret techniques contains many extremely cruel things. Generations of people have been taught that they should never look at it or use it unless they are in dire straits.
The man spread out the parchment drawings, took out those hideous tools, and pulled out his own fingernails and toenails one by one, cut off his own tongue, and gouged out his own eyes!
He pierced his eardrum with gold needles and hammered nails into his temples and cervical sac, enduring astonishing pain while still managing to survive by overdrawing his life force.
Then the man took out various small knives, tore open his belly, and dug out his internal organs one by one. While enduring excruciating pain, his body was also filled with powerful resentment.
A mysterious black aura gathered from an unknown source, swirling around the man and completely engulfing him, turning him pitch black.
At the place where his wife was sacrificed, the man used the secret techniques of Lu Ban to sacrifice himself, gaining unimaginable power from hell.
First, those idle scoundrels who raped his wife all died tragically.
Some of them stuck their hands down their throats and suffocated themselves, while others went mad and started eating people, stuffing themselves to death.
Others stuck their heads into basins of water that had just been filled, drowning themselves.
The other villagers sensed something was wrong, but it was no use.
Everyone is dying; some hang themselves, some burn themselves to death, and the fear of death completely grips everyone's heart.
Some people tried to escape the village, but found that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't escape the village's boundaries and eventually died tragically.
Overnight, the entire village was transformed into a ghost realm. The resentment of the men enveloped the entire village. Even those who died were infected by the resentment and turned into ghosts, unable to leave the village.
One day, a wandering monk passed through the village and sensed the resentment there. He threw out a Buddhist rosary to suppress the village, and the surrounding mountains collapsed, burying the village completely.
Subsequently, the monks built a temple on a mountain not far from the village, continuously suppressing the resentment in the village and finally bringing peace to the place.
The illusion shattered, and what appeared before Yang Cheng was not a well-preserved village, nor the village filled with ghosts, but a dilapidated and decaying village with bones scattered everywhere.
Old Master Cui, Han Yu, and others were also there, some with furrowed brows, others exuding a menacing aura.
"Ruthless! Really ruthless!"
Yang Cheng sighed, and immediately understood everything.
This is the true ghost realm of the inner world; the previous ghost realm was merely a ghost realm formed by the man's resentment.
Inside the tunnel, the man's ghostly aura devoured them, not because he wanted to kill them, but because he wanted to drag them into his own vengeful ghostly aura so that he and his companions could kill the villagers' ghosts again.
Those villagers were not cultivators; normally, their souls should have been scattered after they died.
It was the man who infused their souls with his resentment, making their souls immortal even after death, and ultimately transforming them into ghosts based on their resentment.
However, since these ghosts formed from resentment are of the same origin as men, he cannot kill them again. Therefore, he can only rely on outsiders like Yang Cheng to kill them again and again. But as long as the resentment is not eliminated, they will not truly die.
This can be described as a truly terrible death, letting them die again and again, not letting them go even after they become ghosts!
This approach was ruthless, but Yang Cheng could understand it.
If it were him, he would definitely do the same as this man, even more ruthless and cruel, using every means to take revenge!
"Although I understand you, this place can no longer be left."
Yang Cheng looked up at the sky, where the only source of light was a Buddhist bead floating in mid-air.
This Buddhist rosary has suppressed the negative energy in this area for over a hundred years, preventing it from spreading further.
There was a box under the prayer beads, which should contain the secret techniques of Lu Ban used in the human sacrifice of men.
As soon as Yang Cheng took a step out, he heard two laughing voices, and instantly an extremely cold aura emanated from him.
Turning around and kicking out, Yang Cheng's kick seemed to be trapped in boundless cold, its speed suddenly slowed down, and it completely missed.
Seeing the two small figures appear in front of him, Yang Cheng frowned immediately. This was troublesome.
The former president of the Feng Shui Masters Association was an idiot and a complete fraud.
He had already sensed that the yin energy here was abnormal. In fact, the simplest solution was to bypass this place and build a tunnel elsewhere.
As a result, perhaps for personal gain or to save face for the top feng shui master, he chose to suppress the yin energy by using the method of driving a live stake as a sacrifice, unaware that this was how the ghost realm of this place was formed.
This action was essentially adding fuel to the fire, not only causing cracks in the ghost realm formed by the man and leaking out yin energy, but also allowing the boys and girls who were being nurtured by the yin energy to grow into extremely terrifying beings.
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