Not long after he left, countless ghosts, attracted by the soul bell, swayed and walked over.
Without the guidance of the soul's voice, they stood there blankly.
The next second,
They wrestled and devoured each other.
Crunch, crunch—that's the sound of chewing up soul bones.
At this rate, there probably won't be many left to survive!
This scene is extremely bizarre...it looks just like raising a poisonous insect.
...
This is a village shrouded in thick fog, surrounded by huge locust trees.
Aside from being a bit eerie, this village looked no different from any other ordinary village.
However, the villagers were acting rather strangely.
They were all deathly pale, with black lips and sunken eyes... in short, they had no vitality whatsoever.
Their clothing consisted of white mourning garments worn only by the dead.
This is Weijiazhuang, also known as the "ghost village" of Qinghuai Village.
now,
The villagers were all walking in one direction.
It was an ancient and majestic altar.
A group of people dressed in white robes were gathered around the altar.
If Mo Xie were to see them, she would find that their clothing and appearance were exactly the same as those of 'Wei Nineteen' who died by her sword.
On the altar.
A beautiful woman, a huge white tiger, and ten trembling children were tied to it.
"roar!"
The white tiger was indeed Xiaobai. It let out a weak roar, and blood trickled from the corner of its mouth.
Two hooks pinned it to its spine, rendering it unable to move.
The woman was none other than Miao Qingnu.
She was unharmed, not even a tear in her skirt—not because she was too strong, but because she was too weak and was knocked unconscious at the beginning.
She looked at the people below the altar and said calmly, "My master is the Divine Child of the Demon God Palace, the number one force in the demonic path, who is none other than Mo Xie, the number one genius of the demonic path who was famous all over the world not long ago!"
"Whether you want to worship ghosts or gods, it's none of our business. We can't control what other people you arrest!"
"But we're not to be trifled with either. You'd better not cause any trouble and let us go... Otherwise, if my master comes knocking, you're probably in for a world of hurt!"
It must be said that Miao Qingnu did have some composure; her words, based on the facts, were indeed very persuasive.
Unfortunately,
The following people are not normal people.
...
Faced with Miao Qingnu's words, the group of white-robed men merely smiled mockingly and ignored them.
"Priest, may the sacrifice begin? I can't wait to enjoy the meat!"
"A tall, thin man wielding a soul-beating whip said cruelly."
"Absolutely! Absolutely!"
The short, stout man holding the Soul-Hooking Chain said impatiently, "Such a beauty is beyond comparison to those ordinary mortals. I can't wait to enjoy her!"
The old priest laughed and said, "Guardians, please don't be impatient. This Ghost Festival will be the grandest Ghost Path Holy Land ever held!"
"I believe the ghosts of the underworld will be very pleased! They will surely bestow great blessings upon us, their descendants!"
The two guardians, one fat and one thin, brightened up and nodded, saying, "Offering sacrifices to Lord Ghost is a sacred matter, so we must proceed slowly!"
The old priest stepped forward and began chanting eerie incantations.
"Slaughtering all races, refining their souls into ghosts;"
"Revive the demon race and enslave the world!"
"Ghosts live forever, and the way of ghosts will prosper forever!"
"..."
He looked at Miao Qingnu and the others, his aged face etched with a ghostly gloom, "This will be your greatest honor!"
He waved his hand and said, "Help them transcend, on their pilgrimage!"
"Yes!" Several men with knives stepped forward.
"To tread upon the underworld and defile the sacred ghosts is a sin! Cut off their feet first!"
Click!
The boy screamed and fainted.
"The heart, which feeds the blood of the lowly, nourishes the human body, is sinful! Gouge out its heart again!"
...
"His head is locked around his soul, preventing him from becoming a ghost; he is guilty! Cut off his head again!"
...
Soon, thick blood and limbs were spilled all over the ground.
The scene was so cruel and bloody,
Even Miao Qingnu couldn't stand it anymore and turned her head away.
As ten children were killed, wisps of black energy began to grow on the altar.
The priest's indifferent gaze finally fell on Miao Qingnu and Xiaobai, and he said calmly, "...Send them to eternal life!"
Just then,
A chilling demonic aura surged forth!
With just one sword,
A large number of the 'ghost villagers' who were worshipping died.
"die!"
Mo Xie descended from the sky, wielding her demonic sword, and charged towards the priest...
...
P.S. Goodnight everyone~
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