The fourth floor of the haunted building was the most yin-heavy. Yang Cheng and Wu Gang took the lead and leaped down to the fourth floor, shattering the glass.
Although Zhongli Quan's physical strength was not very good, he still managed to float to the fourth floor using his fan.
The entire fourth floor resembled a funeral hall, with a mahogany coffin placed in the center, surrounded by wreaths and paper figures, and offerings of skulls and incense, making it extremely eerie.
Sensing the intrusion of Yang Cheng and the others, the coffin trembled repeatedly, and boundless yin energy gathered within it.
Yang Cheng strode forward, his body radiating the light of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and kicked the coffin lid away with one foot.
Inside the coffin, a ghost king, surrounded by yin energy, with only skin and bones remaining on his skeleton and a withered eye on his forehead, suddenly sat up, his face contorted in a ferocious and twisted expression.
But the next moment, Yang Cheng's three-pointed double-edged sword flashed with dense bloodthirsty power, and he pierced straight through, pinning the Ghost King to the wall!
Behind them, Wu Gang's giant axe gleamed with a silvery edge, and with a single stroke, he cleaved the Ghost King's head in two.
Zhongli Quan's palm-leaf fan had already unleashed a large burst of Samadhi True Fire, enveloping the Ghost King and scorching its Yin energy.
However, this ghost king's vitality is also extremely strong.
First, Yang Cheng nailed it to the wall with a knife, then Wu Gang chopped its head in two, and Zhongli Quan burned it with Samadhi True Fire. It is quite formidable that it can still struggle now.
Yang Cheng twirled the handle of the three-pointed double-edged sword, twisting it violently. The powerful force instantly shattered the Ghost King's corpse core, destroying the source of Yin energy on its body. Finally, it stopped struggling and was burned to ashes by Zhongli Quan's Samadhi True Fire.
To be honest, this Ghost King was extremely frustrated.
He was supposed to be the boss of a small world, but Yang Cheng kicked him so hard that his coffin lid was nailed to the wall. Before he could even retaliate, he was reduced to ashes by a series of attacks from the three of them.
Yang Cheng gave instructions on the possible order of actions to be taken, and then said, "Eliminate the traces and prepare an ambush. Success or failure depends on this."
Zhong Liquan and Wu Gang both nodded solemnly.
They had all fled in panic when they faced Mr. Jiu before.
This time, however, they are going to ambush Mr. Jiu, which puts them under immense pressure.
It could even be said that without Yang Cheng, they would not have been able to do something so incredibly audacious.
Zhongli Quan was proficient in all kinds of Taoist techniques, and he had cleaned up the traces of killing the Ghost King very well.
Yang Cheng lay down directly in the coffin, and Zhongli Quan used a talisman to seal the coffin again, filling it with yin energy, almost exactly the same as when they came before.
Zhongli Quan still had the mask that Lan Caihe gave him to conceal his changing form, and he gave one to Wu Gang as well.
This time, instead of transforming into cargo, they became two skeletal figures filled with yin energy, standing on either side of the coffin, waiting for Mr. Jiu's arrival.
They were ambushed in the tomb by Mr. Jiu because they had cleared the Headless Temple first, which delayed them considerably.
This time, they didn't even need an hour; they had plenty of time.
After waiting for about five or six hours, Mr. Jiu and five other reincarnators from the Tianzhao Society appeared on the street.
"Seventh Brother is really stingy. I put in a lot of effort to get the Heavenly Heart Plate back then, and now he only lends me a magic weapon clone."
Mr. Jiu held a stone disc covered with densely engraved circles of symbols and characters, with what appeared to be an eye constantly moving around in the center.
This is not the Heavenly Heart Plate, the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Zhao Society, but rather a clone of a magical artifact.
The Seven Masters of the Tianzhao Society possess an extremely powerful supernatural ability: to temporarily copy the power of various magical treasures and give them to others in the form of clones.
The most peculiar thing about this kind of magical artifact clone is that it is almost identical to a normal magical artifact in terms of power. Its only drawback is that it can only be maintained for a very short time.
Depending on the level of the magic item, it can only be maintained for between six and twenty-four hours.
However, this was enough for Mr. Jiu. He did not believe that he had laid a trap and that they could escape.
He was just a little dissatisfied with Mr. Qi's attitude of not believing in him, and that he was only given five people to cooperate with.
Of course, the Seventh Master of the Tianzhao Society not only distrusted the Ninth Master, but he was also extremely dissatisfied.
The Tianzhao Society is currently being hunted down and has already suffered heavy losses.
As a result, you lost two people in a row while chasing down a few minor characters, and also delayed your mission. This is simply a case of being more trouble than you're worth.
However, there are only a few high-ranking members left in the Tianzhao Society. Seventh Master has no choice but to help Ninth Master get rid of Yang Cheng and his group as soon as possible, and then lie in ambush in the Void Realm.
Mr. Jiu led his men to the haunted building and said coldly, "Move quickly and charge straight in."
The Heavenly Heart Compass can only be used for deduction; simply put, it's a computer in the cycle of reincarnation. Therefore, it doesn't have the powerful effect of the Brahma Heavenly Eye, which can see through the nine heavens and ten realms.
Therefore, Mr. Jiu did not know what was going on inside the Ghost Building. He only knew that this place should be the core of this world, and that he should just fight his way up.
Upon entering the first floor of the haunted building, one sees a host of small ghosts formed from yin energy. These things can be easily dealt with by the other members of the Tianzhao Society without Mr. Jiu having to lift a finger.
Step by step, Mr. Jiu stepped onto the fourth floor. He glanced at the coffin filled with yin energy, waved his hand, and said, "The strongest being in this small world should be inside this coffin. Let me handle it, so you don't overdo it and destroy this building again."
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