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Chapter 674: The Evil Suppression Bureau
Chapter 674: The Evil Suppression Bureau
With a solemn declaration, the words "Evil Suppression Bureau" echoed heavily, reverberating through the air.
At this moment, Hu Ma did not chant an incantation nor display any mystical powers, but each word carried a weighty significance. The entire City of the Wrongly Dead seemed to pause, as if all sounds and movements had been momentarily suspended.
In the next instant, amidst the gloomy and dark city filled with ghostly winds and fog, a golden light suddenly appeared.
The golden light descended from the mortal realm, shining down into the netherworld and illuminating Hu Ma's body.
Following this golden light, two towering figures clad in golden armor and wielding spears could be seen in the distance, carrying a stone chest and slowly approaching. Their movements seemed slow but were actually swift, and their heavy footsteps distorted the void of the netherworld.
On top of the chest sat a young girl with two small braids, Little Red Tang, who curiously peered inside. When she caught sight of Hu Ma, she couldn't help but feel delighted.
A thunderous rumble shook the air!
At the very moment the golden armored warriors appeared with the chest, the entire City of the Wrongly Dead seemed to contract violently. Countless vengeful ghosts and malevolent souls within the city shrank back upon seeing the golden light, regardless of whether they were century-old or millennium-old spirits.
Upon witnessing the golden light, an innate fear gripped them, causing them to recoil.
Their countless eyes simultaneously retreated into their sockets, their bodies trembling as if they were about to bow involuntarily. Some even wailed uncontrollably, forming waves of sound. They dared not approach but surged forward, kneeling in groups.
Amidst this sudden silence, the two golden armored warriors reached Hu Ma and placed the chest down.
"Clank!"
The iron chains on the chest automatically parted, and Hu Ma reached in, grasping the Curse Suppression Golden Cudgel. He then frowned slightly and slowly raised it.
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"What is this?"
As Hu Ma withdrew the Curse Suppression Golden Cudgel, the winds within the City of the Wrongly Dead seemed to be suppressed.
To the side, Erguotou, who was carrying a red gourd and about to leave, suddenly froze. "These golden armored warriors... they seem vaguely familiar..."
Realization dawned on him, and he felt as if he had overlooked something. "Wait, hold on..."
"Who did that kid just say he was?"
"..."
"..."
"Thirty-six Palace Lords, assist me in capturing the malevolent spirit and suppressing the evil!"
At that very moment, as Hu Ma raised the Curse Suppression Golden Cudgel, the Meng family patriarch was not idle.
His personally raised shadow soldiers had already been dispersed by Erguotou, and fearing that the ancient ancestor would awaken at the last moment, allowing the Hu family child and the malevolent spirit to escape, he had summoned the Palace Lords without hesitation.
For the past twenty years, the Meng family had never rested. They had countless case gods and palace lords under their command. It could be said that in terms of influence in the netherworld, the Meng family might not surpass the other families, but in terms of strength, they could sweep through the netherworld.
Now, due to the chaos caused by the malevolent spirit, they were unsure which palace lords had been affected. To be cautious, they summoned thirty-six palace lords all at once.
One by one, colossal figures rose from the depths of the gloomy netherworld, surrounding the inside and outside of the City of the Wrongly Dead.
The arrival of any palace lord would cause a gravitational disturbance in the netherworld, and the presence of thirty-six palace lords made the City of the Wrongly Dead tilt severely, with faint rumbling sounds emanating from within.
It was as if the City of the Wrongly Dead was about to lose its balance, and its corners might even be torn off by their weight.
"Capture them quickly..."
As soon as the palace lords were summoned, the Meng family patriarch issued urgent orders.
Regardless of who they were, they must be captured.
With the Hu family and the malevolent spirit working together, there was nothing more to discuss.
However, just as this delightful thought crossed his mind, he saw a figure standing between the two golden armored warriors on the stone platform, holding up the Curse Suppression Golden Cudgel.
In the next moment, the golden light surged, pushing back the ghostly winds and fog. Above the City of the Wrongly Dead, the netherworld churned, and in an instant, a grand and formidable palace with an air of menace emerged.
Within this palace, towering and silent golden armored deities slowly awakened, their hollow eyes radiating golden light as they gazed forward indifferently. Wherever they looked, the ghostly fog dissipated, and the heavens and earth fell silent.
The City of the Wrongly Dead, which had tilted slightly due to the appearance of the thirty-six palace lords, suddenly straightened, exuding an aura of authority and solemnity.
The City of the Wrongly Dead, usually shrouded in ghostly fog and filled with deep resentment, seemed to welcome the scorching sun at this moment. The surroundings glowed brightly, illuminating the sorrowful and dark spirits, filling their empty eye sockets with golden light.
Deep rumbling sounds reverberated, echoing into the depths of the City of the Wrongly Dead, as if stirring something within.
Within the City of the Wrongly Dead, grieving souls filled with sorrow and injustice occupy the uppermost layer, comprising those who suffered in the mortal realm. The deeper one ventured, the more ancient and eerie the place became. At the very bottom, a vast expanse was covered with skeletons.
Now, with the emergence of the Evil Suppression Bureau, even the skeletons below had been disturbed. A deep sigh of lament resonated, faint yet discernible, as if struggling to produce a sound.
"That... that is..."
The Meng Family Patriarch, who had just arrived, was about to shout something, but at that very moment, he abruptly swallowed his words.
Under the golden light, his spirit trembled, feeling as if he didn't know where he was.
The Evil Suppression Bureau...
Could this be the Evil Suppression Bureau that the Meng Family had long yearned for?
"You..."
He even felt that everything was unreal, his voice quivering: "How dare you invite the Evil Suppression Bureau into the Netherworld?"
"Do you know what lies beneath the City of the Wrongly Dead?"
"..."
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"I have received the blood-sealed petition from the starving ghosts of Guanzhou, and wherever there is injustice, the Evil Suppression Bureau can be summoned!"
At this moment, the Evil Suppression Bureau opened, emitting a dark and eerie aura. Hu Ma already held the Curse Suppression Golden Cudgel, turning to enter the bureau and sitting solemnly in a pitch-black chair.
With a raise of his hand, he took out a golden armored codex and placed it beside him. Then, he picked up a piece of cloth from the side, covered in shocking blood-written characters. Even now, holding this blood scroll, he could still sense the resentment emanating from it.
This was the petition of the starving ghosts of Guanzhou!
Ever since learning that Noble Zhang and Transcendent Yin Meng were creating a demon mirror, Hu Ma had been preparing to deal with these two families. He had the reincarnates investigate Noble Zhang's background.
As for Transcendent Yin Meng, they also needed to be investigated, but no one could hold out much hope. After all, Transcendent Yin Meng's abilities were well-known, and their family's foundation and the existence of the most demonic and evil Great Ancestor were public knowledge.
Whether they investigated or not, it was beyond the capabilities of the current reincarnates to handle.
However, Hu Ma was determined to deal with them and had long prepared to use the Evil Suppression Bureau to kill the "traitor."
Since they were inviting the Evil Suppression Bureau, preparations were essential. Sending people to investigate the starving ghosts in Guanzhou was part of this preparation.
Of course, these were originally backup plans.
But now, seeing such a perfect opportunity, the backup plans became the primary strategy.
With the Heavenly Mandate revealed and chaos about to engulf the world, if they didn't seize this chance to heavily damage the well-prepared Meng Family, when would they get another opportunity?
However, the commotion caused by inviting the Evil Suppression Bureau within the City of the Wrongly Dead was so great that even he was taken by surprise. He vaguely felt that there might be some ancient and mysterious connection between the bureau and the City of the Wrongly Dead.
The golden armored warriors within the Evil Suppression Bureau were supposed to be mere puppets, acting on orders, capable of maintaining the balance between yin and yang, and eradicating evil and suppressing malevolent spirits. Yet, in the City of the Wrongly Dead, they seemed to possess a certain vitality...
At this moment, even he had to suppress his curiosity and focus on the task at hand. Having invited the Evil Suppression Bureau, he had to shoulder the responsibility and handle the present situation.
"Hey!"
Little Red Tang hadn't seen Hu Ma for many days. When she saw him, his face was solemn, but his eyes seemed to conceal a hint of excitement.
She didn't know what was going on, but she was delighted. She approached Hu Ma, lifted the cloth covering her small basket, and took out its contents one by one, placing them on the table for him:
"They're from them."
In the Netherworld, if someone wanted to send something to Hu Ma, they would first deliver it to the Mingzhou Qingshi Village Mansion. Little Red Tang would then bring it to him after receiving a message. Hu Ma glanced at the items, spotting three things that delighted him.
The Yin Sealed Ledger and the investigation results of the starving ghosts in Guanzhou.
"Miss Red Wine is so reliable..."
Hu Ma was impressed. Having invited the Evil Suppression Bureau, he couldn't let the Meng Family Patriarch escape.
Even without any items in hand, he intended to capture him. But the timely arrival of these two things was an unexpected joy.
What surprised him the most was another white silk cloth, inscribed with delicate and elegant small characters.
"A recipe?"
As Hu Ma's gaze fell on the white silk, Little Red Tang gestured and explained, "It was delivered by a cat, a fat, white cat."
Hu Ma quickly scanned the silk, understanding its contents.
The white silk contained notes on transforming sins into qi and other related matters, presumably Miss White Wine's recent insights. His heart trembled with excitement, but he didn't read further. Instead, he looked towards the Evil Suppression Bureau.
Under the endless murderous aura and formidable might of the Evil Suppression Bureau, his gaze was lofty and inviolable: "The Guanzhou Lord, by selling out the world, has caused starving ghosts to roam and human calamities to abound. Today, I enter the Netherworld to capture you and hold you accountable for the sins of Guanzhou!"
"Meng Family Administrator, how dare you secretly construct the Nether Palace, deceive the Palace Deity, steal human essence, and refine the Netherworld Year God! Your audacity knows no bounds, and your crimes are heinous. With ironclad evidence, surrender to me..."
"..."
"Kneel and speak!"
(End of Chapter)
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