Just then, Zu'an pulled the female ghost with his palm from a distance. His palm seemed to instantly turn into a black hole, and an enormous suction force immediately came from it.
The female ghost let out a shrill scream, and could no longer control her body. She was directly sucked into Zu'an's hand.
Qiu Honglei immediately took out the Changxin Palace Lantern to freeze her in place, and Wei Suo also made a hand seal. Suddenly, two large rocky hands emerged from the ground and tightly gripped the female ghost's legs.
Zu'an then activated the Primordial Chaos Scripture: "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, what should not be kept should not be kept..."
The female ghost had a hideous face, let out a painful and shrill scream, and then turned into dust and disappeared.
"Finally solved." Vesso breathed a sigh of relief; the appearance of that female ghost had almost scared him to death.
At this moment, Qiu Honglei and Jing Teng said in unison, "Something's not right..."
Just then, their vision blurred, and they found themselves sitting in front of the stage again.
"Didn't we already eliminate that female ghost? Why is this happening?" Qiu Honglei's expression changed slightly.
Jing Teng said in a deep voice, "As I said before, some special ghosts want to eliminate them, either by removing their obsessions from their previous lives or by destroying the things they inhabit."
Zuan's heart stirred. In his own world, he could use the purification technique of the "Primordial Chaos Scripture" to return evil spirits to where they belonged. However, this world was a little different. After being purified, they would return to their host and then be resurrected.
"What exactly is his possession?" Vesso murmured to himself.
“Those scissors!” Jing Teng remembered the special feeling those scissors gave her back then.
"A red veil!" Qiu Honglei guessed the same thing. In her opinion, the most important thing for a bride was the red veil.
“I think it’s probably that comb. I’ve seen her combing her hair several times,” Zuan laughed. “But it doesn’t matter, we can just try them one by one.”
Seeing his smile, the group felt the gloomy atmosphere around them lighten somewhat.
Just as the group was about to set off, a sudden gust of cold wind blew in, extinguishing many lanterns near the stage and plunging the surroundings into darkness.
The actors on stage and the "guests" around them all disappeared, and the once lively place suddenly became as quiet as a pin drop.
An extreme chill permeated the air, a feeling not given by ice-based cultivation techniques, but one that sent shivers down one's spine and made one's soul tremble.
At this moment, a woman dressed in a bright red wedding gown and covered with a red veil slowly approached from a distance. Although the surroundings were completely dark, that bright red was so special.
She didn't move her feet, but in the blink of an eye she could move a distance, as if she were constantly teleporting.
The female ghost approached in the dim light, and a chilling aura of death spread out, filling every corner.
Vesso trembled violently because he found himself unable to move.
The two women's expressions changed slightly. It seemed that the female ghost had been holding back quite a bit before, probably because she underestimated her opponent. Before she could even use her skills, she was instantly killed by their combined efforts.
She was certain she wouldn't make the same mistake now. She stopped at a distance that wasn't too far or too close, surrounded by ghostly figures. She could vaguely see Zhang Yong and his guards, who were densely surrounding them.
Zuan remained calm; since the other party had come out on their own initiative, it saved him a lot of trouble.
Suddenly, the female ghost pointed at Jing Teng, her voice as soft as a fingernail scraping a patch: "Leave this woman here, and I'll let you go."
Zuan and the others were taken aback and looked at Jing Teng, never expecting him to make such a request.
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