The clear sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, plunging Lin'an City into darkness once again. The people, who had begun to calm down, were plunged back into fear.
Eunuch Li, who had just returned to the palace, quickly led his men to set up a vigil, a worried expression on his face. Fortunately, the emperor had already been arranged to hide.
"Who?" Suddenly, a figure leaped from the palace building.
The guards were startled and were about to give chase.
"Wait," said Eunuch Li.
He looked helplessly at the figure that had already disappeared into the distance.
"You glutton, I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to still be alive." The figure was none other than Hong Qigong, who obviously recognized him, but at this point he could only let him leave.
"Good heavens, could there really be a ghost here? No, I have to find Master Li right away." Hong Qigong sped across the rooftop, heading quickly toward the place where the group had parted ways that day. He anticipated that Li Daoyi wouldn't have gone too far.
"Master, what's wrong?" Chen Ting asked hurriedly in the courtyard.
"Get ready, more people are going to die soon."
"What?"
"Master, could you please help me? I know you are a highly accomplished person, but I beg you, even if it's just for the sake of the people," Chen Ting pleaded urgently.
Li Daoyi turned around, revealing a hint of disdain.
"As I said before, this is destiny, and calamity is coming."
"Why? Why did Heaven send down this calamity?" Chen Ting asked.
"Why? Shouldn't you ask your emperor? Shouldn't you ask the fallen soldiers? Shouldn't you ask the so-called nobles and officials?" Li Daoyi said coldly.
“Contending for a corner of the country, living day to day, harming the loyal and good, how many innocent people have died, how can Heaven not be angry?” Li Daoyi continued.
Chen Ting's lips twitched, but he ultimately couldn't utter a sound. As a member of the court, he naturally understood what Li Daoyi meant.
"But, but, but what have the common people done wrong?" Chen Tingcai murmured after a long while.
Li Daoyi looked at Chen Ting and thought that this man was a rare kind and good person.
"Don't worry, if they're just seeking revenge, I won't interfere. But if innocent people are involved, I will take action."
"Thank you very much, Daoist Master." Chen Ting breathed a sigh of relief and quickly cupped his hands in thanks.
"Oh, Taoist Master, you're here! This old beggar has been looking for you for ages." Hong Qigong's voice came from the rooftop.
"Seventh Master!" Mu Nianci exclaimed.
Hong Qi jumped down.
"Luckily, I saw some Imperial City Guards nearby and came to check," Hong Qi said with a smile.
"Why is it you again?" Chen Ting asked, his face showing displeasure.
"Hey kid, what's with that expression? Are you unhappy to see the old beggar?" Hong Qi raised an eyebrow.
It is clear that the two know each other.
"Tsk tsk, impressive. I never thought that the greenhorn from back then would become such a high-ranking official," Hong Qi laughed.
"Whoosh..."
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the sky.
"Master, look!" Yang Guo shouted, pointing to the distant sky.
Many streaks of black smoke appeared in the sky, swirling and dispersing in all directions.
"It's starting," Li Daoyi said.
"Master, I'll take my leave now. I'll leave the rest to you." After saying this, Chen Ting left the courtyard and called his men to chase after the ghost.
"Master, what exactly is going on?" Hong Qi asked hurriedly.
"Didn't you see it?"
"This is absolutely unbelievable, there really is a ghost," Hong Qi said, stunned.
"I wonder if the old beggar can beat them?" Hong Qi said, sounding somewhat eager to try.
“As a grandmaster, your internal energy is pure, and with the extremely yang palm technique, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, it does have some effect on ghosts.” Li Dao nodded.
"Really? Hehe." Hong Qi's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
"Seventh Master, please don't do anything reckless," Mu Nianci said worriedly.
"No, this old beggar has never fought a ghost in his life. I'll go take a look." With that, he used his lightness skill to leap out of the courtyard.
"Dao Yi, can martial artists really deal with ghosts?" Dongfang Bubai asked curiously.
“Of course, but you have to be at least a Grandmaster. A Grandmaster’s true qi has reached perfection, especially someone like Hong Qigong, whose internal qi is pure and whose techniques are masculine, giving him a certain degree of control over ghosts.” Li Daoyi nodded.
As they were talking, chaos erupted in the homes of many wealthy and powerful families in Lin'an City. Many people were killed by the ghosts, all of whom were oppressive and cruel to the people.
Chen Ting rushed to the home of a high-ranking official and saw the man's gruesome body. He was speechless for a moment, though he knew the man.
“It’s Cui’er, it’s her, she’s back!” an old servant said, his legs trembling.
"Cui'er?" Chen Ting asked.
"Cui'er, it's Cui'er, her ghost has returned! Master is dead, hahaha, he's dead, retribution, this is retribution!" After saying this, the old servant got up and ran out in a frenzy.
"Retribution?" Chen Ting recalled Li Daoyi's words at this moment.
"Sigh." With a sigh, Chen Ting led his men to the next house.
At this time, the entire city of Lin'an was in a state of panic. Vengeful spirits kept flying to various places, and more and more people were dying. The Imperial City Guard and the Imperial Army had also launched attacks on these things, but without exception, they were completely useless.
Just then, outside a large house where someone had just died, a ghostly infant, baring its fangs and claws, charged straight at the crowd of onlookers, who screamed and scattered in panic.
"The dragon will regret its arrogance." An old figure roared, and with a roar like that of a giant dragon, a golden dragon phantom descended from the sky and rushed towards the ghostly figure.
It was Hong Qigong who made the move.
The tiny body of the ghost infant was pierced through by the golden dragon phantom in mid-air and instantly turned to dust.
"You audacious ghost! This old beggar is here, how dare you be so presumptuous!" Hong Qigong's figure appeared on the rooftop.
But soon, several more enormous ghostly creatures flew in from all around, each with a ferocious face, clearly more powerful than the ghostly infant from before.
"Well done!" Hong Qigong was incredibly arrogant at this moment. He leaped high into the air and unleashed several moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms with a flip of his palms. Several golden dragon phantoms met the attacking ghost.
"Master, it's Hong Qigong." In the distant courtyard, Mu Nianci saw the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms flying in the distance and instantly thought of Hong Qigong.
"This guy is really something." Li Daoyi shook his head helplessly.
"Boom..."
Those ghostly figures were extremely fast. Hong Qigong's attack missed and instead struck the building next to him, causing it to explode in an instant.
"Damn it!" Hong Qigong cursed.
Fortunately, no one was in the building at that moment, otherwise he would have regretted it to death.
"Hehehe..."
The ghosts grinned sinisterly as they swooped down again.
"Be careful." Just then, Chen Ting from the Imperial City Guard arrived with his men.
"Don't come any closer!" Hong Qigong shouted.
"drink…"
After saying that, he unleashed his full power, his body surrounded by golden dragons, and he swung his palms left and right, his true energy surging into his palms.
At this moment, he was positioned below, while the ghost was above. He simultaneously unleashed the "Dragon Appearing in the Field" move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms with both hands.
"roar…"
Two golden dragon figures shot into the sky.
"Boom boom..."
In an instant, explosions rang out incessantly, and the power of a grandmaster shocked everyone around.
"Huff...huff." Hong Qi was already panting heavily.
"I can't deny that I'm getting old." Using all his strength had taken a toll on his physical energy.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the ghostly figures that he thought had been defeated gathered together from the black mist again and slowly transformed back into their original forms.
"How could this be?" Hong Qigong was stunned. He hadn't expected these ghosts to have such regenerative abilities.
Just as the ghostly figure was about to strike again, a bright light flashed across the sky.
"Clang..."
The sound of a sword being drawn rang out, immediately attracting the attention of several ghosts, and everyone looked up at the sky.
"call out…"
A whooshing sound came from the air.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
A golden figure appeared in front of several ghosts, wielding a sword and swinging it at them.
After several sounds, flames erupted from the bodies of several ghosts, which howled as they turned to ashes. Before people could fully see what the figure was, it vanished without a trace.
“Master Li.” Hong Qi recognized the sword; it was the very sword that Li Daoyi had hung on the ox’s horn. And wasn’t that golden figure Yue Fei?
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling." Just then, a clear bell sound rang out in the sky.
"call out…"
The sword flew into the air, and a figure appeared in the air holding a black prayer flag; it was Li Daoyi.
"Clang." The sword flew back into its scabbard on its back.
"A deity! It's a deity!" everyone exclaimed.
Chen Ting and Hong Qigong stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.
“Imperial Edict…” Li Daoyi shouted, then threw the prayer flag in his hand into the air.
The prayer flags were thrust into the air, and a huge crack appeared in the sky, from which a sinister aura flowed out.
While everyone was stunned, an endless pressure swept out from the opening, like the might of heaven. Everyone couldn't help but kneel down, including Hong Qigong.
"Such a powerful aura, is this the real Yin God?" Li Daoyi was also shocked at this moment, but fortunately, as the summoner, he could ignore this pressure.
Soon, two figures, one black and one white, each ten feet tall, slowly flew out from the opening. The black and white outfit, along with the two tall hats, made them look like chefs from a five-star hotel. Their faces were ferocious and their bodies were emaciated. As the saying goes, vengeful ghosts snatch souls and the deadly impermanence seeks lives. The Black and White Impermanence had appeared.
"It doesn't have a long tongue." Li Daoyi was slightly taken aback. In his memory, Bai Wuchang had a long tongue, but the Bai Wuchang at this moment did not.
The two deities, Black and White Impermanence, scanned their surroundings with eyes as sharp as knives, as if trying to see through the wickedness of the world. Finally, their gazes settled on Li Daoyi.
The two gods bowed to him.
“The vengeful spirits are going too far, harming innocent people. You should take them back!” Li Daoyi said slowly.
"Yes," the two bowed and replied.
Black Impermanence took out a token and shook it in his hand. Immediately, footsteps echoed from the crack in the air, and a squad of ghostly soldiers walked out from it.
"Subdue the surrounding evil spirits," said Bai Wuchang.
"Splash..."
The ghostly soldiers immediately flew towards the surrounding areas of Lin'an City.
Everyone watched this scene in shock.
"So powerful, so powerful, is this what a god is?" Hong Qigong murmured.
Not to mention the two black and white deities, even just those Yin soldiers, Hong Qigong could feel an incredibly powerful aura emanating from them.
Li Daoyi also watched this scene intently. He discovered that the Yin soldiers summoned this time were many times stronger than those summoned in the Laughing at the World. Moreover, even he could not see through the Black and White Impermanence. This could only mean that the other party was already at the level of an immortal or above, far surpassing him, who was only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Thank goodness for the system," Li Daoyi thought to himself. Without the system's setting, the things he summons would unconditionally obey his commands; otherwise, summoning these things with his current strength would be playing with fire.
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