Not all souls can become ghosts; only those with the deepest obsessions can become ghosts after death.
Lishan and Qinglian's obsession ran too deep; they wanted to be together forever.
Ling Yun looked at the cloth bag at the Taoist's waist, which contained no fewer than 100,000 ghosts.
These ghosts are all people who died unjustly, and they all have deep obsessions.
Their obsessions were all instilled by Taoist priests, and they were killed by Taoist priests.
If all the ghosts become ghost kings, Taoist priests can not only increase their merits but also their cultivation by devouring them.
Ghosts can also be used to profit oneself.
Just as Ling Yun was about to speak, the old woman walked over carrying a three-foot-long jade sword.
This sword was a gift from Li Shan's master, and it can protect the ghosts of the couple from losing their minds.
It can also defend against some cultivators who want to catch ghosts.
Although the old woman had no cultivation, she was loyal to her master and bravely pointed her sword at the Taoist priest. Despite trembling with fear, she still shouted:
"Don't hurt the young lady and the young master!"
However, the jade sword in the old woman's hand was useless in front of a Taoist priest at the Nascent Soul stage.
Click!
The jade sword shattered instantly.
The Taoist priest sneered:
"Hehe... It was the restriction on this jade sword that kept me from doing this. Now that the restriction is gone, who can stop me now!"
"Today I'm taking Lishan and Qinglian away. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"
"Miss! Young Master, hurry!"
The old woman blocked the Taoist priest's path and shouted urgently towards the backyard, wanting to give her own life in exchange for Lishan and Qinglian's chance to escape.
She knew that Ling Yun was also a cultivator, but she also knew that a martial artist at the Martial Soul Realm could not stop a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
The old woman didn't want Lingyun and his group to die in vain.
"court death!"
The Taoist priest's face turned cold, and he raised his palm to kill the old woman.
He was slapped away by Ling Yun.
"I'll take charge of this matter today!"
Ling Yun helped the old woman up and said softly:
"Don't worry, Mother-in-law. After eating your delicious food, I should at least show my appreciation!"
"Young friend, alas! You can't beat him!"
The old woman's wrinkled face showed deep worry.
Ling Yun smiled but didn't say anything, and helped the old woman to sit down beside him.
At the same time, A Bao and his companions rushed out of the room and surrounded the Taoist priest.
"You all think you can stop me?"
The Taoist priest's gloomy eyes were filled with deep disdain.
"I need ghosts to help me become an immortal, and no one can stop my grand plan!"
boom!
As he spoke, the Taoist priest patted his cloth bag vigorously.
The next moment!
A cold wind howled, and the bright moon hanging high in the night sky was instantly obscured by dark clouds.
Immediately afterwards, five hundred warhorses, as black as ink and with eyes radiating an eerie aura, suddenly appeared.
Five hundred ghost kings, each clad in Netherworld Armor, rode on warhorses, each possessing the combat strength of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Five hundred Netherworld cavalrymen stood in perfect unison, each wielding a ghostly blade.
They looked like messengers from hell, sending chills down your spine.
Seeing this, Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself:
"That's it? I'll kill you right now so you know what despair is. Just as much despair you caused Li Shan and Qinglian, I'll make you feel just as much despair!"
A Bao and his three companions, along with Ling Yao and Ling Xi, charged towards the Netherworld Cavalry with perfect coordination.
"Roar~"
The five hundred Netherworld cavalry stood like pines and moved like the wind, displaying the imposing presence of a thousand troops.
The deathly aura emanating from them was almost too much for A Bao and the others to handle.
Fortunately, Yan Ruyu summoned a seven-colored phoenix, which, with the blessing of the Fire Spirit Witch, burned away the death energy.
At the same time, Xiao Yanran used the divine power of the Thunder Spirit Witch to summon powerful lightning.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the five hundred Netherworld cavalrymen were reduced to ashes.
Hiss~
Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest couldn't help but gasp.
The disdain on his face vanished completely.
The Taoist priest looked around at the crowd and realized that Ling Yun and his group were even more terrifying than he had imagined.
Especially Ling Yun, despite his cultivation at the third level of Martial Soul, he was unable to see through the other party.
The Taoist priest hadn't observed Ling Yun carefully before, but now the more he looked, the more alarmed he became.
He knew that if he didn't deal with the person in front of him, his plan to become an immortal would be thwarted.
Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit!
Suddenly, the Taoist priest slapped his storage bag, and a huge soul-summoning banner, three zhang long, appeared.
He planted the soul-summoning banner heavily into the ground.
The next moment!
The summoning talisman rustled and a violent, eerie wind swept across the surrounding area for miles.
Even Ah Bao and the others couldn't withstand the chill.
"Raise the soul-summoning banner, and the gods will quickly lead the way."
A guide will prevent you from getting lost, and a farewell will bring no sorrow.
The Taoist priest slapped his forehead, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on the soul-summoning banner.
boom!
The soul-summoning banner suddenly grew to ten zhang in length, changing from a three-tailed banner to a seven-tailed banner.
At the same time, everyone heard the wailing of the vengeful ghost.
The 100,000 souls that died unjustly in the bag burst out of it.
All the ghosts within a hundred miles were drawn to the place by the soul-summoning banner.
The entire courtyard was filled with ghosts from all directions.
The enormous banner emanated a terrifying netherworld power, imbuing all ghosts with immense strength.
The strongest ghosts actually reached the Nascent Soul Realm, and there were thousands of Nascent Soul Ghosts.
Hiss~
Upon seeing this, A Bao and the others all gasped in shock.
They had never seen such a scene before; before them were countless ghosts, numbering in the millions, as if they were in the underworld.
"Roar~"
The next moment!
The sight of countless ghosts roaring in unison made everyone's legs go weak.
The Taoist priest, with a confident smile on his face, looked at Ling Yun and said:
"Young friends, I am unwilling to kill. I will give you a chance to live. Get out of here in three breaths, or you will all become my ghost slaves!"
"Alas~" Li Shan sighed sadly, hugging Qinglian tightly in his arms, and looked at Ling Yun:
"Friends, this is a calamity for my wife and me. You should leave!"
As a ghost, he knew the terror of the Soul-Summoning Banner, which could continuously provide ghosts with nether energy.
They could wear down Lingyun and his group.
Li Shan was unwilling for Ling Yun and the others to die unjustly for him and his wife.
Ling Yun raised his hand to signal Li Shan not to panic, then looked at the Taoist priest and said mockingly:
"This is your ultimate move?"
"Haha..." The Taoist's face was full of sinister smiles. In his opinion, Ling Yun's current calmness was just a bluff.
"That's right! Young friend, are you in despair right now? Haha..."
The next moment!
Ling Yun snapped his fingers, and a door suddenly appeared in the northeast direction.
This gate is the gate of life; entering this gate allows one to enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn.
"The gate of life has opened, so hurry up and be reincarnated! You only have this one chance!"
Ling Yun looked at the ghost and spoke in a deep voice.
boom!
The eyes of all the ghosts instantly became clear, and their malevolent aura vanished.
They all bowed deeply to Lingyun.
No one wants to become a wandering ghost, no matter how deep their obsession.
If one does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, one can only wait for the soul to be completely lost and to dissipate into the world.
Immediately, millions of ghosts rushed into the Gate of Life.
Even the summoning banner could not stop it.
Seeing this, the Taoist priest panicked completely.
Ling Yun laughed jokingly:
"Fellow Daoist, your plan to become an immortal has failed. Are you now filled with despair?"
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