"Walk!"
Mo Xie suppressed the ghostly energy entering her body and cleaved the chains between the two with a single sword strike.
Holding Miao Qingnu in his left arm and carrying Xiao Bai on his right shoulder, he lightly stepped into the air and began to walk.
"That damn bastard...does he think he can get away?!"
The old priest was not dead; half of his head drooped on his shoulder, connected to his body by wisps of ghostly energy.
He glared venomously at Mo Xie, spitting a mouthful of dark red blood onto the altar. "I beg you, Lord Ghost, to avenge your devout people!"
"We beg you, Lord Ghost, to decide!"
The ghosts also poured their blood and sweat onto the altar and knelt down in worship.
The eerie atmosphere on the altar grew even stronger.
At this time
Mo Xie, along with Miao Qingnu and Xiao Bai, had already stepped onto the rooftops of the village houses, preparing to flee far away.
Just then,
A cold and terrifying ghostly hand reached out from the altar and grabbed directly at Moye.
"not good!"
Although Moye reacted, she was powerless to resist the ghostly hand and was dragged back to the altar.
A dense, eerie aura instantly enveloped Moye.
"Welcome, Lord Ghost, to the world! Please, Lord Ghost, enjoy this lowly race!"
Seeing Mo Xie and the other two engulfed in ghostly energy, the old priest sneered and knelt down.
The Dharma protectors and others also knelt on the ground, "Welcome the Ghost Lord to the world!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Several streams of ghostly energy shot out from the altar and landed on them.
Their faces grew increasingly pale, their vitality almost gone, yet they still managed genuine smiles.
"The Ghost Source Holy Qi is even more powerful than before. It seems that Lord Ghost is very satisfied with this ritual!"
The priest's broken neck had miraculously healed completely, and he nodded in satisfaction.
"With Lord Ghost's intervention, that lowly human is beyond dead!"
"This world ultimately belongs to the demonic path!"
The two guardians sighed.
The priest touched his neck and laughed, "One day, you too will forge a half-ghost body like mine!"
The fat protector lamented, "It's a pity we can't capture people on a large scale to refine them into ghosts, otherwise we would have been given ghost bodies long ago!"
The skinny protector nodded and said, "It is an honor for those ants to be enjoyed by Lord Ghost."
The priest said solemnly, "Before the ghost realm is restored, it's best to be careful."
He looked at the altar shrouded in ghostly energy, clapped his hands, and said, "Bring up the ghost food!"
"yes!"
Ring ring!
Hundreds and thousands of blank-faced ghosts were driven up like lambs, and the woodcutter from before was among them.
These ghosts have existed for an unknown period of time, and it's unknown how long ago they were once living, breathing people...
"Serve the 'dishes' to the ghosts!" the priest said with a joyful expression.
Then these ghosts were thrown into the dark altar, and soon they let out a series of shrill screams.
A series of chilling chewing sounds echoed from the altar.
"Please enjoy this feast, Lord Ghost!"
The priest called out respectfully.
...
Inside the altar.
"Holy crap... they really are demons?!"
Moye was caught by the ghost hand and had no power to resist at all, which made her quite furious.
We were so close to getting away!
Unfortunately, he is now too weak and all his efforts are in vain!
Before me lay endless darkness, and a chilling, piercing aura seeped into my body.
"This ghostly energy is devouring my body."
Mo Xie inexplicably thought of a phrase: possession by a ghost.
Miao Qingnu whispered, "Young Master, will we die...?"
Before Mo Xie could answer, she leaned closer and hugged him tightly. "But to be able to live and die with you, young master, is truly my greatest fortune!"
"Little cat, you're being frivolous again..." Mo Xie said with a wry smile.
Miao Qingnu snorted and gripped even tighter. "That's true! It's just a pity that she didn't give her body to her master before she died..."
Mo Xie shook her head and asked, "Xiao Bai, are you alright?"
"Roar..." Little White let out a weak cry, feeling that it would be better to die.
"That's good!"
Mo Xie nodded and said in a deep voice, "None of us will die!"
"But this ghostly aura..."
"What are these mere evil spirits worth mentioning?"
Mo Xie forced out a drop of golden blood from her heart, dipped her finger in the blood, and drew a circle on the ground.
Sizzle!
A sizzling sound, like oil being splattered.
The golden blood shimmered on the ground, keeping the eerie ghostly aura at bay.
"Wow! Young master, you're amazing!!! Mua!" Miao Qingnu gave Mo Xie a sweet kiss on the cheek.
Mo Xie calmly shook his head and pushed her face away. "Woman, what else can you do besides spit all over my face?"
Miao Qingnu was about to speak.
All that could be heard was the sound of chewing, accompanied by shrill screams.
It seemed as if countless unseen things were devouring something in the darkness.
"What...what is this..." Miao Qingnu said, her voice trembling.
at the same time,
The golden blood that had been shimmering on the ground began to dim visibly.
"We can't delay any longer!"
Mo Xie forced out another drop of her heart's blood, and her face grew even paler.
"wait for me!"
"What are you waiting for, young master?"
Ignoring Miao Qingnu's cries, Mo Xie closed her eyes, her consciousness drifting into another world.
"Should we open the last primary cultivation world?"
"Note: As the final realm before the intermediate cultivation world, it is both a great opportunity and a great danger. Enter with caution!"
The cold, impersonal system notification said.
"yes!"
Moye replied.
Then came a dizzying spin, and he found himself in another world...
...
P.S. You can all guess what the last beginner-level cultivation world will look like!
Goodnight everyone~
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