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Chapter 664: Phantom's Bridge
Chapter 664: Phantom's Bridge
"Brother Er Gou?"
It was hard to describe the excitement Hu Ma felt when he saw Er Gou's vigorous figure at the most critical moment.
His heart leaped with joy, and he exclaimed, "You... how did you appear here?"
"You big-eyed, big-browed troublemaker..."
Unexpectedly, Brother Er Gou stood tall and majestic, waving his sleeves to repel the surrounding Yin soldiers and ghost generals from the Meng family. He shouted sternly, but when he turned around, he glared at Hu Ma, "How did I end up here? It's all to get you out of this mess!"
"I gave you that talisman so that you could use it when you were cornered, and I could save you by setting up a ghost altar. Who knew it would end up bringing me here instead?"
"..."
Hu Ma listened to his grumbling, filled with discontent, but he couldn't help but laugh at the same time. So, his old brother still couldn't bear to part with him?
If it weren't for his arrival and setting up the altar, this stone platform wouldn't have been so easily protected.
The wandering ghost technique countered the soul-suppressing method, and the ghost altar was set up on this stone platform. Whether it was the small ghosts or the Meng family's patriarch himself, they would have to ask the altar master's permission to dismantle this stone platform.
"Still laughing..."
Er Gou was fuming, scolding while taking out a red gourd from his waist and scanning the surroundings with vigilance. He said, "I've been so careful all this time, and every time you mess up my plans, Miss Red Wine gives me an order..."
"Holy sht!"
"What the hell is that?"
"..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he turned around and saw the Dragon Well Master on the spirit-summoning platform, and above him, through the layers of dark clouds, the enormous and terrifying face of the Meng family's ancestor.
He had seen the Meng family's ancestor from a distance, and it scared him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He let out a cry, and the red gourd slipped from his hand, while countless order flags flew out from his sleeves, all imbued with purple aura, forming a solid barrier around the altar, strengthening it tenfold in an instant. The next moment, he wanted to raise his sleeve to cover his face.
Being inside the altar, his face was already hidden from view.
But that wasn't enough; he had to cover his face to feel secure.
The commotion he caused caught the attention of the Dragon Well Master on the spirit-summoning platform, who turned slightly and witnessed the scene of Er Gou's altar. Especially the purple aura on the order flags caught his attention, and he frowned slightly, "So, you're the smart one who used the Purple Great Guardian to reinforce the Life Spirit Temple?"
"..."
Er Gou: "?"
"Why are you cursing at me?"
"..."
"Are you afraid others won't notice you using the Purple Great Guardian?"
The Dragon Well Master on the platform let out a cold snort, "With just this little bit, even a minor technique would be a waste."
Er Gou was at a loss for words, blinking innocently, although he felt unconvinced inside. But seeing the Dragon Well Master standing calmly amidst the Meng family ancestor's overwhelming dark wind, he became even more astonished.
"So that's how it is..."
Hu Ma, on the side, suddenly understood. Brother Er Gou's usage of the Purple Great Guardian was indeed incorrect. By reinforcing the Life Spirit Temple, he had essentially released its essence.
Therefore, any slight carelessness on his part would allow others to trace the traces of his technique back to the Purple Great Guardian. The Dragon Well Master had used these traces to deduce that he was the one who reinforced the Life Spirit Temple.
Hu Ma quickly said, "Brother, don't worry. That's Long Jing Senior over there."
"He just taught me the correct way to use the Purple Great Guardian. I'll tell you when we get out."
"..."
"Do I need to be taught this?"
Er Gou, who had lived for several decades, finally mustered some courage. Aside from gaining the admiration and gratitude of Hu Ma and the reincarnate, he had even been scolded. He felt indignant and said, "Look at me now; how solid is my Life Spirit Temple?"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Hu Ma hurriedly said, "You came at the right time. Look down there, what is that?"
"Heh, in the Netherworld, there's nothing I haven't seen..."
Er Gou pretended to be nonchalant and lowered his head, but suddenly his eyes widened in shock, and his eyeballs nearly popped out, "Holy sht!"
"Where did all these Purple Great Guardians come from? Did you steal from the Meng family's treasury?"
"..."
'If you can steal from the Hu family, why can't I take a little from the Meng family?'
Hu Ma thought to himself and laughed, "How about it? Aren't these things worth your trip?"
He had just discovered them earlier, but the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to pay attention. Now, beneath the stone platform, the endless Purple Great Guardians were indeed quite exaggerated.
In the end, the construction of this inner city within the City of the Wrongly Dead was the Meng family's true masterpiece. Compared to building the spirit-summoning platform and the demon mirror, it was a hundred times more impressive. One was temporary and only took a few years to prepare.
The Netherworld mansion within the City of the Wrongly Dead, however, took the Meng family decades of effort and was created out of thin air solely with the power of the Purple Great Guardians.
During its construction, the Meng family spared no expense and poured in a massive amount of Purple Great Guardians. Now that it was being dismantled, they hadn't collected them in time, so the Purple Great Guardians fell into the City of the Wrongly Dead and, due to their nature, wouldn't disperse. Instead, they slowly seeped into the city like mercury.
"Me, me..."
Er Gou had come in with fearless courage to save the person, but he hadn't intended to take advantage.
But at this moment, seeing so many Purple Great Guardians all at once, he was suddenly stunned, his words faltered, his lips trembled, and his eyes rolled uncontrollably, spinning in their sockets.
"I already promised Miss Red Wine that as soon as I came in, I'd take you out first. If not for this, she wouldn't even lend me her treasure..."
He seemed full of inner turmoil, and his speech became stuttered: "However, the deeper one goes into the Netherworld, the faster time passes. If we're quick about it, Miss Red Wine might not..."
"Notice?"
...
...
"What audacity..."
Just at this moment, outside the stone platform, the Meng Family Patriarch was already fuming with anger, his eyes burning with rage.
Looking up, he saw his Great Ancestor in a state of extreme fury. Those deep, hollow eyes were fixed on the malevolent spirit on the Spirit Summoning Platform. The usually indifferent and unfeeling eyes now seemed to emanate a strange and greedy aura.
They were staring intently at the soul light emanating from the malevolent spirit, reflecting the Life Spirit Temple deep within. It seemed to carry a hint of crazed obsession, as if eager to uncover that secret.
Infinite spiritual power surged through the layers of the Netherworld, rapidly depleting his Nine Pillar Dao practice. He didn't know how long he could hold on.
And with the Great Ancestor's attention now captured, it was impossible for him to ask the Great Ancestor to retract his gaze. Otherwise, if he angered him, the first to suffer would be himself.
Looking at the malevolent spirit on the platform, it now seemed calm and composed, even with a hint of playful mockery, leading the Great Ancestor's gaze. Slowly, it attached the sixth Talisman Arrow to the straw figure and bowed deeply.
At this moment, he even felt a sense of panic, unsure if the malevolent spirit would crumble under the Great Ancestor's gaze or if he would die first.
But just then, at this critical moment, another malevolent spirit arrived. With a single move, it halted the collapse of the stone platform. Most importantly, the Hu and Meng families were sworn enemies, and he couldn't help but notice that this newly arrived black-robed malevolent spirit was using the Wandering Ghost Technique. His heart filled with both surprise and anger, he opened his eyes and sternly demanded, "The Wandering Ghost Clan, those who crossed the bridge are already dead. Who... who are you?"
"..."
It seemed that seeing this malevolent spirit use the Wandering Ghost Technique was more shocking to him than seeing the spirit appear.
Er Gou ignored him and looked down at the stone platform. The Purple Great Guardians, like little rivers, and the lake they formed below, appeared mysterious to others. Facing the questioning from the Meng Family Patriarch, he didn't even lift his head.
The countless ghost soldiers and shadow warriors around them dared not stop. Seeing that they couldn't dismantle the stone platform, they surged forward in great numbers, rushing towards the platform to tear apart the ritual altar.
Now that the stone platform had been mostly dismantled, its weight had lessened. Even if Hu Ma intervened again, it wouldn't be as effortless as before. Yet, facing this endless wave of ghost soldiers, the one who had set up the ritual altar seemed to feel only disgust, as if swatting away flies.
With a cold snort, he raised his sleeves, and in an instant, dark thunder rumbled around the altar. Clusters of dark thunder exploded around the stone platform, and countless ghost soldiers and shadow warriors disintegrated, falling to the ground.
The power of this move was at least ten times greater than before.
Even the Meng Family Patriarch was stunned by the figure in the altar, his eyes stinging from the display. His anger, which he had been suppressing, surged forth. He couldn't hesitate any longer and made a decision, gritting his teeth, "I was saying that it's impossible for so many misfortunes to happen all at once..."
"Someone, pass on my order! Quickly summon the four Lords of the Realm..."
"..."
"Ah?"
Hearing this order, the tall-hatted ghost beside him was startled, licking his lips in fear. "Great Lord, do you really want to summon them?"
"The Lords of the Nether Palace, they... they shouldn't handle our family matters..."
"If we summon the other nine surnames, especially the Hu family, they might take advantage and create trouble..."
"..."
The Meng family wanted to establish their own Netherworld, gather the Lords of the Realm from various places, and cultivate many warlords. Aside from the Great Ancestor, these Lords were the Meng family's support.
However, these Lords had once been appointed by the Yi Dynasty Dou family, and although they were now under the Meng family, due to their status and identity, the Meng family couldn't treat them as mere servants. They had to be respected in public.
A talisman that could summon someone was for calling a servant.
"Do I need you to remind me?"
The ghost hadn't finished speaking when the Meng Family Patriarch became furious, slapping it so hard that it spun several times.
With a fierce gaze, he looked at the shadow on the stone platform, as if realizing something terribly frightening. He shouted, "Things have come to this, and you want to let those malevolent spirits escape? Summon them all here!"
(End of Chapter)
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