Chapter 270: You already have a path to death

Indeed, that's exactly what I said—why are his yin ghosts endless? Those yin ghosts differ from others; they completely disregard life and death, and he has them totally under control.

It turns out all these people were killed by him, which makes sense. This old thing's cultivation isn't impressive, but his evil aura is chilling; even I have killed far fewer than a tenth of his victims. This old thing deserves to die.

Kid, hurry up and kill that brat—he has at least over a hundred thousand yin ghosts in his hands, I feel he has even more inside his body; this kind of old thing must be killed.

Heishanyang ate a loss, unwilling to let it go, must take revenge.

Over a hundred thousand yin ghosts indicate he killed over a hundred thousand humans; the souls are countless, thick as a swarm.

Chen Chuyang heard this, his eyes turned cold; although he didn't consider himself a saintly mother, nor especially merciful, he was still human.

With so many people killed by him, Chen Chuyang still felt a bit uneasy; that old thing truly deserves to die.

Kid, give me a vicious beating—kill him if you can, and if possible, swallow him for me.

Heishanyang eyed Jiang Tai Elder's body; wasting such a corpse would be a shame—better to...

Eating it would let him regain some of his strength.

Especially that Ghost Pill—it's a great tonic; if he eats it, he can digest it quickly.

For others, the Ghost Pill is harmful; for him, it's a good thing.

If you want it, you can go get it yourself.

"Eh?" Heishanyang felt embarrassed, explaining: "Kid, if I regain even a tenth of my strength, killing him would be as easy as slaughtering a dog."

The tsundere Heishanyang didn't even look at Jiang Tai Elder; that old brat's strength isn't impressive, he just excels at... evil arts.

Relying on those yin ghosts, it can't get close, so it can't attack him.

Those yin ghosts are annoying; even Heishanyang gets a headache when he touches them.

"If I swallow him, I'll definitely regain a bit of strength."

Chen Chuyang didn't press further, just nodded.

He turned and walked out of Longshe Shan.

Under the moonlight, the night surged forward—countless yin ghosts blanketing the sky.

Swarming yin ghosts, claws bared, had lost consciousness, left only pure instinct; they were all under Jiang Tai Elder's control, and none dared disobey his orders.

As soon as Chen Chuyang appeared, the yin ghosts all turned their gaze to him, countless eyes fixed on him.

Like starving ghosts that haven't eaten in a hundred years, they drooled.

Choked sobs echoed continuously; Chen Chuyang glanced over indifferently, the dense yin ghosts resembling individual people.

Outside the formation, everything was these yin ghosts.

Among the yin ghosts, Jiang Tai Elder slowly revealed his true face, pointing at Chen Chuyang; all the yin ghosts stared at Chen Chuyang, and with just his command they would rush forward without hesitation to tear him apart.

"You must be the little ghost of the Chen Clan, right?"

Looking down from above, his attitude was arrogant.

His voice dripped with contempt and arrogance, as if Chen Chuyang were his servant.

"Since you know I'm here and still dare to come to Longshe Shan, I admire your courage; to thank you, I've decided to send you to your death."

"Hahaha."

Jiang Tai Elder heard this, burst out laughing, yet his eyes remained fixed on Chen Chuyang, not daring to be careless.

The news that this kid killed a Tianwai person—he knew it well; the person before him cannot be underestimated.

"Kid, you've got guts; this Elder appreciates you—your talent, ability, and qualifications, I approve."

"Hand over Zhuge Ruolan, hand over everything of the Wild Dragon Snake; this Elder will spare your life, otherwise not only you, but everyone of the Chen Clan in Longshe Cheng will suffer extermination because of your single thought."

"This Elder gives you a chance, kid; if you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame this old man for being ruthless—I'll slaughter the city again."

Slaughtering a city, rolling off his tongue, was as easy as killing chickens and ducks.

The people of Longshe Cheng are all great tonics; after slaughter, souls can create yin ghosts, flesh can boost his cultivation and strength, and also strengthen the yin ghosts—three benefits in one.

Chen Chuyang has a soft spot; such a person may seem strong, but actually he can be afraid too.

Chen Chuyang lifted his head, staring coldly at him.

He stepped forward.

"Do you know? In my eyes, you're already dead."

Chen Chuyang raised his hand, pointing at Jiang Tai Elder: "You already have a path to death."

"Speak, how do you want to die?"

Jiang Tai Elder smirked, raised his right hand, and a banner appeared.

On it, countless black vapors swirled.

Those black vapors gradually thickened, breaking through the sky.

The black vapors spread around, enveloping the entire Longshe Shan in ghostly qi.

For a moment, ghostly wails and wolf howls echoed, with gusts of yin wind.

Countless yin ghosts, claws bared, lunged at Chen Chuyang.

"Give me back my life!"

"I'm in agony; give me a bite of meat."

"Please, help me be free."

"The taste of human flesh is delicious."

"I will eat you."

"Human, you smell so good—may I have a bite?"

Those yin ghosts let out frenzied sounds, wanting to eat Chen Chuyang.

This is their instinct—seeing humans, smelling the scent of human flesh, they are about to go berserk.

That banner is Jiang Tai Elder's ghostly artifact, the Yin Ghost Banner.

The Yin Ghost Banner, made from countless human skins, devoured innumerable Yin Ghosts, achieving today's soaring Yin Ghost aura.

Kid, enter my Yin Ghost Banner; this Elder grants you the position of chief soul.

Myriad ghosts devour souls.

Devour.

The Yin Ghost Banner swayed, and countless Yin Ghosts rushed toward Chen Chuyang.

Each evil ghost, as if crawling out of hell.

They went mad, wanting to devour Chen Chuyang, to tear him apart, fearing that if they were slow they'd miss out on the delicious human flesh.

Heh heh heh, you are mine.

Eat you, and I can be free.

I will eat you.

Kid, you ought to have gone to die.

How delicious.

He is mine; don't compete with me for him.

Chen Chuyang closed his eyes, shut out all the ghostly wails and wolf howls, raised his right hand; a flame rose—Pill Fire, blazing.

Then, with a casual flick, he split the flame into nine blossoms.

Hovering around him, these flames flickered; upon contacting the Yin Ghost aura, they quickly ignited.

In an instant, the firelight blazed.

Hum.

Fire Technique—Nine Dragons Devour Ghosts.

Myriad ghosts annihilated.

He pressed down with his right hand; the nine flames transformed into nine dragons.

The fire dragons pierced the heavens, heading toward the countless Yin Ghosts.

In flight, countless Yin Ghosts touched the flames and were instantly melted.

These flames were Chen Chuyang's Pill Fire, capable of burning everything; the Yin Ghosts had no power to resist and were completely incinerated.

Wherever they passed, only ashes remained.

Yin Ghosts, eradicated.

Yin Ghost aura, dissipated.

The sky was burned to a fiery red.

The nine fire dragons surged into the sky, then rushed toward Elder Jiang Tai.

Yin Ghost secret art, Yin Ghost Prison.

Imprison.

The Yin Ghost aura formed a cage, enveloping the nine fire dragons.

This Yin Ghost aura continually increased, seemingly binding the fire dragons.

Kid, compared to this Elder's techniques, you are far behind.