I clung tightly to the edge of the yang fire basin.
My hands were blistered from the burn, but I didn't dare let go.
"Is that all you've got?"
The female ghost's voice suddenly became clear and bright, and the black mist rapidly condensed into a graceful woman.
The twin lotus flowers embroidered on the red wedding dress are dripping blood: "You hypocritical Taoists, pretending to be here and ruining my good deed!"
She raised her hand and waved it, and those arms suddenly turned into sharp blades, stabbing straight at my throat.
At the critical moment, a golden light pierced through the air, shattering the blade into dust.
The real Liu Sandao staggered towards the mass grave, the bloodstains on his Taoist robe had dried, and the Soul-Suppressing Bell in his hand was reduced to a fragment, yet it still emitted a clear sound.
"Watch out! She's Chen Dashan's wife, and she's been turned into a 'human skin Gu'!"
Chen Dashan's wife?
Isn't she just my cousin's wife?
My cousin's wife is dead?
Upon seeing this, the female ghost let out a coquettish laugh: "Little Taoist priest, you've come at the right time. Back then, your master ripped out my heart and liver, and today I'll use your faces to make me a new set of clothes!"
Before she finished speaking, her body suddenly swelled up.
The red wedding dress ripped open with a "rip," revealing countless human faces underneath.
Those were the faces of previous grooms, now contorted in pain and groaning.
I suppressed the churning in my stomach and swung my lightning sword, unleashing a bolt of lightning.
But the female ghost transformed into a cloud of black mist and dodged away, appearing behind Liu Sandao in the blink of an eye.
Liu Sandao reacted extremely quickly, stabbing her face with the ox bone carving knife, but only struck empty air.
"Her true form isn't here!"
Liu Sandao shouted, "Go find the yin-suppressing pillar in Chen Dashan's ancestral hall!"
Before I could finish speaking, the female ghost had already wrapped her arms around my neck.
A cool breath brushed against his ear: "Little Taoist priest, do you really think Liu Sandao has come to save you?"
Her voice had a bewitching magic.
“Look at his cuff, that crescent-shaped scar… It’s exactly the same shape as the flesh I ripped out of his master back then!”
My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively looked at Liu Sandao.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, and he nearly dropped the carving knife.
In that moment of distraction, the female ghost's fingernails pierced my shoulder, and the excruciating pain made my vision go black.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Liu Sandao threw out a fragment of the Soul-Suppressing Bell.
The ringing of the bell startled the female ghost, and I seized the opportunity to break free of my restraints and run wildly toward the ancestral hall.
The door to the ancestral hall was ajar, and Chen Dashan's sinister laughter could be heard from inside.
I kicked open the door and saw seven skeletons on the altar, each with a gold chain on its wrist.
The ancestral tablet in the very center reads "Ancestors of the Chen Family Through the Ages".
Upon closer inspection, the handwriting was clearly recent.
Behind the memorial tablet, there was a wooden stake about the thickness of a wrist, covered with talismans and reliefs of human faces.
This is exactly the Yin-Suppressing Stake that Liu Sandao mentioned.
"Perfect timing!"
Chen Dashan emerged from the shadows, holding a razor in his hand, the blade still dripping with blood.
"This piece only needs one last layer of skin to be completed, and yours is perfect!"
Behind him, the female ghost's black mist slowly condensed, and the twin lotus flowers on her red wedding dress had now turned blood red.
I gripped the lightning sword tightly, and the lightning patterns on my palm lit up again.
But at that moment, Liu Sandao suddenly attacked from behind.
The ox bone carving knife went straight for my back.
At the last second, I dodged to the side, the carving knife grazing my shoulder and leaving a bloody mark.
"Why?" I roared.
A look of pain crossed Liu Sandao's face: "I'm sorry, I must fulfill my master's last wish..."
His voice grew softer and softer: "Twenty years ago, my master had half his face gouged out by a female ghost in an attempt to suppress her. Before he died, he told me to find the Yin-Suppressing Pillar and completely eliminate this scourge."
But I discovered that only by using someone with whom she had a karmic connection as a sacrifice could this thing be truly destroyed…
Chen Dashan burst into laughter: "That sounds nice! Actually, you just want to use someone else's life to kill someone else and fulfill your master's last wish!"
He raised the razor: "But it doesn't matter, as long as my wife can be resurrected, it doesn't matter if any of you die!"
The female ghost's black mist suddenly surged, enveloping the entire ancestral hall.
I could feel her power increasing, and the talismans on the Yin-suppressing stake began to emit an eerie light.
Liu Sandao suddenly shoved a fragment of the Soul-Suppressing Bell into my hand: "Take this! My master's spiritual power still remains in this bell. Go and destroy the Soul-Suppressing Pillar, I'll hold them off!"
After saying that, he brandished his ox bone carving knife and rushed into the black mist.
I gripped the Thunderstrike Sword tightly and charged toward the Yin-Suppressing Stake.
With every step I took, I felt as if countless hands were pulling me away, and the sound of shrill screams echoed in my ears.
Finally, I arrived at the Yin-Suppressing Stake and plunged the Thunder Strike Sword down hard.
The moment the sword pierced the wooden stake, the entire ancestral hall began to shake violently.
The female ghost let out a blood-curdling scream, and her appearance in life emerged from the black mist.
She was a beautiful woman, but her eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness.
"I'm not reconciled!"
Her voice made the beams and pillars of the ancestral hall tremble.
"I'll make you all pay with your lives!"
Liu Sandao appeared beside me without my noticing, placing the fragment of the Soul-Suppressing Bell on the hilt of his sword: "Let's attack together!"
My palms touched Liu Sandao's, and the power of lightning surged wildly along the overlapping lines.
The lightning sword suddenly emitted a dragon-like hum, and the lightning bolts shooting from the blade spread like a spider web to the Yin-Suppressing Stake.
The talismans, covered with reliefs of human faces, twisted and deformed in the bright light, peeling off piece by piece like human skin scorched by fire.
The female ghost's shriek was so loud it made eardrums bleed, and her long hair, formed from black mist, danced wildly in the air.
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