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Chapter 204: My Word is Law, My Law is Command
Chapter 204: My Word is Law, My Law is Command
“What is this?”
Chief Zheng was suddenly taken aback, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.
For a moment, he thought he had somehow invoked a Blue-robed Evil Spirit that far exceeded his limits, causing some unforeseen complications in his spell.
But at the same moment, the demon mask on the sedan chair suddenly emitted an intangible Yin Qi, vaguely forming the shape of a Blue-robed, green-faced, fanged demon. It saw the black-clothed people holding chains and was both shocked and terrified:
“Who are you, to dare capture me?”
“……”
But the black-clothed people ignored it, or rather, they seemed to disdain even acknowledging it. The chains in mid-air rattled and wrapped around the Blue-robed Evil Spirit’s neck.
The Blue-robed Lord, naturally, would not allow himself to be taken so easily. His blue robe billowed, and a powerful blast of Yin Qi shot forward.
The air was filled with the sound of clashing weapons. Countless blue robes, swords, and knives broke and fell to the ground.
One of the chains landed at Chief Zheng’s feet. He picked it up, and his mind went blank. There was no sign of any magical power or Yin Qi—just a withered vine, as if someone had casually plucked it from the forest and woven it together.
Who could have used such a thing to capture the Blue-robed Lord?
Startled, he looked up and saw that the Blue-robed Lord was not only unbound but also seething with rage. A thick, dark Yin Qi surged upward, rushing toward the source of the black-clothed people.
He was a Blue-robed Evil Spirit. These past days, he had been bound by a noble's command and had to be driven by a mere Ghost Walker like Zheng Zhi'en, which already filled him with resentment. Now, someone was using such a forceful method to bind him, how could he not be enraged? Perhaps, beneath the rage, there was also a hint of fear.
After all, since he attained his Daoist Power, and even before, he had always been revered and treated with respect. When had he ever encountered such a tyrannical and domineering spell altar?
In his fury, he used his power, not only to tear apart the black-clothed people who came to capture him but also to trace the source and find the person behind the spell, intending to swallow their flesh and blood in one breath...
...
At that moment, Hu Ma, sitting behind the fire basin, felt a gust of Yin Qi blow in his face.
The fire basin was a very special object, and the fire burned brightly, but it nearly went out from the blast, which even blew onto his face.
His peripheral vision caught it, and his heart contracted sharply.
The three incense sticks were burning rapidly. The middle one was slightly longer, while the two sides were rapidly shortening.
Two short and one long—a sign of great misfortune!
“Haha...”
But at that moment, his vision blurred, and he saw the old tree stump appear within the rice-character circle. The figure on the tree stump calmly traced the Yin Qi blowing toward him.
With just that one glance, the surrounding Yin Qi suddenly became still.
“That is...”
The Blue-robed Lord roared in anger, blowing away the black-clothed people, and tried to trace the source of the spell.
It believed it could see, as almost nothing could obstruct its vision. Its gaze quickly advanced, piercing through the black-clothed people, and saw a cluster of tall buildings in the distance.
Looking inside, to the deepest part, it saw the person sitting behind a desk, casting the spell on it.
But at that moment, it suddenly saw a mountain.
The mountain appeared abruptly, blocking its view entirely.
The Yin Qi it had blown out suddenly collided with the mountain and was reflected back.
The Blue-robed Evil Spirit sensed the danger and quickly withdrew its power, intending to escape. At that moment, it even considered forgetting the noble's command and fleeing as far away as possible, to a place where no one could find it...
...Yes, to the Old Yin Mountain, where it would be safest.
But this was just a thought. It had barely formed when it saw a gust of Yin Wind envelop it, and the black-clothed people who had come to capture it were already in front of it again.
Their figures became incredibly clear, like mountains, and their weapons fell, instantly severing its limbs.
A chain was thrown forward, wrapping around its neck, and it was dragged away like a pig or a dog!
“Is it done?”
At the edge of the Old Yin Mountain, Hu Ma suddenly sensed something being bound in front of him and opened his eyes sharply.
On the barren hill, Chief Zheng was filled with shock and suspicion, standing up abruptly. He didn't understand what he was seeing now.
He vaguely remembered that his Ghost Walker master had once mentioned something similar, but he realized that something had gone wrong, something major.
Being quick to react, he suddenly guessed that someone might have intervened.
And the person who intervened—could it be that noble...
With this thought, he abruptly looked up at the seven or eight yellow banners floating behind him.
The banners pointed in different directions, but only one was broken, and that broken one was pointing to...
"Qing Shi Town?"
He was suddenly startled, his heart filled with indescribable horror, and he immediately wanted to inform the noble person.
But at that very moment, he heard a tearing sound above his head. All the yellow banners broke simultaneously, torn into strips by the ghostly wind, drifting aimlessly into the unknown.
As he rushed under the wooden frame, he suddenly saw another version of himself sitting there, his face full of shock.
"I..."
He abruptly raised his hand to look at his palm, which was ethereal and insubstantial. He realized he had been pulled out of his body.
The person's Spirit Binding Incantation was too powerful, not only binding the Blue-robed Evil Spirits but also pulling him out...
Unable to express his despair, he was already drifting with the ghostly wind, being dragged away.
...
...
"Where did all these powerful wanderers come from..."
In the area around Qing Shi Town, centered on the Village where the Red Lantern Lady Association was established, chaos erupted.
Over the past few days, many Ghost Walkers had received news and rushed over to help exorcise the evil spirits. They thought that with so many people working together, the problems here would be solved. However, the situation suddenly worsened, and the dangers increased dramatically.
Evil spirits were harming people everywhere, and the demonic Blue-robed Boys were causing chaos and killing people.
They were skilled in exorcising and driving away evil spirits, but not necessarily in combat.
Many Ghost Walkers had never fought in their lives, and some, due to frequent dealings with evil spirits and a lack of proper cultivation techniques or sufficient blood food to sustain themselves, were physically weaker than ordinary people.
They relied on their experience and skills to fight the evil spirits, but how could they possibly stand against the murderous Blue-robed Boys?
Why, after sealing the root of the problem, did the disturbances become even worse?
Why, without any apparent reason, did these Blue-robed Boys, who resembled evil ghosts, start devouring people?
Were they human or ghosts?
Despair hung over everyone's heads, and the sky darkened as if it were midnight. The Ghost Walkers saw panicked villagers and flickering ghostly shadows everywhere, along with cries and pleas for help.
Amidst the chaos, they felt a sense of powerlessness and confusion. If Ghost Walkers were those who walked the line between Yin and Yang, what were they now?
The foundation of a Ghost Walker's techniques was this boundary, the most fundamental rule of all.
But now, this boundary had been erased, and the rules they had upheld all their lives were rendered meaningless.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
An old man, who had studied techniques all his life, found them useless at this moment. He drew his pole and struck out viciously at the ghostly shadows, though it was of no use against the spirits. This was his last resort.
Someone chanted spells bitterly, blood streaming from his eyes and ears.
He only wanted to drive away the ghost that had led a crowd into the pond, risking his life.
Just as he was about to succeed, someone kicked over his array, and he saw the Blue-robed Boy's sinister smile.
There were strong, able-bodied men from the village who couldn't stand the Blue-robed Boys' killings. They mustered their courage and grabbed their hoes and pitchforks, charging at the Blue-robed Boys.
They used all their strength to stab the Blue-robed Boys, but the monsters didn't budge, instead raising their heads to blink and grin at them.
"Don't split up, use a large net..."
Zhou Datong's voice, hoarse and bloodshot, echoed through the crowd: "We'll die if we split up..."
They drove donkey carts, chasing the Blue-robed Boys, who taunted them. When they finally caught one, Zhou Datong shouted desperately, throwing a net soaked in child's urine over the boy.
But the boy only showed a ghostly grin, and with a swift tug, tore the net apart, his gaze chilling.
The apprentices in the Village were also overwhelmed with despair. What could they do against such a creature?
Despair weighed heavily on their hearts. An old man looked up at the dark sky, screaming in agony: "What kind of damned wanderer dares to cause such chaos? Could it be that..."
"Could it be that no one can stop you?"
"..."
Such cries were, of course, useless. Crying and shouting were always the weakest responses.
But it was also the last defiance in a person's heart.
And just as the shout echoed, a fierce wind suddenly roared through the air, and a voice could be heard:
"My words are commands, and my commands are law!"
"Living beings, close your eyes; Yin and Yang, return to their places!"
(End of Chapter)
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