Chapter 770: Fog Clears, Conspiracy Revealed

Li Yan's mind turned, and the incantations in his mouth were like boiling water.

As soon as the avatar of Wen Lingguan appeared, it showed amazing power, condensing into shape from the void, appearing directly behind the "Hundred Ghost Infant Evil," with thunder and lightning intertwined and red fire rolling.

The Infant Evil was originally refined by Zhu Suanpan with evil arts, absorbing hundreds of wandering souls, and also fused with demon qi. It could be said to be extremely difficult to deal with, but it was ultimately an evil spirit and feared thunder and fire.

"Ya——!"

Feeling the thunder and fire power of Wen Lingguan, the Infant Evil let out a shrill scream and disappeared instantly.

When it appeared again, it was already a hundred meters away.

But Wen Lingguan's avatar appeared almost at the same time.

Black mist, white shadows, and thunder-fire divine shadows flashed in different places, too fast to react.

In the end, the "Hundred Ghost Infant Evil" was not fast enough and was directly captured by Wen Lingguan's avatar.

Wrapped in thunder and fire, evil mist steamed in the crackling explosions.

The Infant Evil shook violently, struggling crazily, trying to tear the thunder-fire light shield to counterattack, but it was difficult to escape.

However, Li Yan still had a solemn expression, his hands forming seals to stabilize the dharma seal.

Just as Xu Kong Zhenshan said earlier, it was not difficult to kill the "Hundred Ghost Infant Evil." What was difficult was that the other party had already fused with demon qi and was immortal. Once it exploded, it would scatter everywhere and infect half of Yangzhou city.

The scene of a team of soldiers infected by demon qi in Shu was still vivid in his mind.

By then, I don't know how many casualties there would be.

As Li Yan's hand seals changed, chanting the "Wen Lingguan Precious Proclamation," the human-shaped thunder fire changed rapidly, like a furnace, trapping the "Hundred Ghost Infant Evil" inside.

He was actually going to try "Thunder Fire Refining Demon Qi"!

There were records of this kind of thing in the Mystic Sect. There were successful cases, but it was very difficult.

There were many failed examples, such as when the Jinzhang Wolf Kingdom was about to perish, the Mystic Sect high Daoist "Jade Void True Person" Zhang Yuanhe tried to refine a thousand-year-old corpse king with thunder fire in Qiannan.

At that time, the Corpse King was born from the battlefield, a fiendish entity formed from the gathering of a hundred thousand vengeful souls.

True Person Zhang deployed the Nine Palaces Thunder Fire Formation, exhausted his life's dharma power to trigger the power of heaven, but because the evil object's resentment was too deep, it backlashed the thunder fire. Halfway through the refining, the thunder fire lost control and poured backward. That piece of mountain and river in Qiannan turned into scorched earth, thousands of miles of people turned into withered bones, and True Person Zhang also died of yin fire eroding his bones, leaving only a land of ruins to warn future generations.

Therefore, when the Mystic Sect encounters such difficult evil spirits, they often adopt a more stable method, suppressing them in famous mountains and rivers, blessed lands, and borrowing the innate gang-sha qi to wear them away.

But the situation was dangerous, and obviously there was no such time.

Thinking of this, Li Yan became even more focused.

Borrowing the Dragon Snake Token, the arm guard Qiannian, and the hook order, the yin-sha qi around him gathered crazily, the wind howled, forming a whirlwind around him, and frost also condensed on the ground.

Such rich sha-qi could form a small fierce place. Ordinary people would not dare to try it at all, because the mortal body would definitely not be able to withstand so much sha-qi.

But Li Yan used the "Yin God Transformation," using the soul-hooking rope as a carrier.

The gang-sha qi gathered crazily, making his Yin God body more and more huge and solid, and after the spell and the "Bingding Ghost-Generating Talisman," he maintained the summoning of Wen Lingguan.

It could be said that he was walking on a tightrope.

It just depended on whether the opponent was refined first, or he couldn't hold on first.

And during the stalemate between the two forces, Wang Daoxuan and Lu San also felt the restraint around them loosen.

Withdrawing the Five Directions Luo Feng Flags, they saw Li Yan's Yin body.

Without caring about nonsense, Li Yan said directly: "Daoist, you stay and destroy that Netherworld Opera Stage. This is the key to the evildoers' layout. San'er, go quickly to the wharf to support and send a message!"

After saying that, he continued to focus on refining.

He spoke concisely, but the two understood instantly.

The "Netherworld Opera Stage" naturally went without saying, and they wouldn't use it either. Leaving it behind would be a disaster.

And on the wharf side, it must be the focus of the Japanese pirates' attack.

If others were worried and came to support, they would misjudge the situation and lose one thing while caring about another.

"Good!"

Lu San didn't talk nonsense either, rushed into the street with the little white fox, and soon disappeared.

And Wang Daoxuan came to the Netherworld Opera Stage and observed carefully.

At this moment, this evil thing was still running.

It stole the power from the Chenghuangmiao side. Wang Daoxuan didn't know how it was done, but seeing the thick fog around it fading but not disappearing, he knew that he had to destroy this thing to resolve the disaster.

He turned his head to look into the depths of Wang Maode's mansion, only to see a group of servants huddled in the corner, like frightened birds, and immediately shouted sternly: "If you don't want to die, listen to my command!"

"Find a bucket of black dog blood and thirty bundles of peach wood branches!"

The servants were awed by his power and acted in a mess, looking for things outside the mansion.

Among these people, there were many guards of the salt merchants, all of whom could be considered local snakes of Yangzhou.

The yin-sha qi nearby was drained by Li Yan, so they could pass normally. In less than a pillar of incense, they gathered everything and placed it outside the Wang family mansion.

Clatter~

Under Wang Daoxuan's command, a bucket of black dog blood was splashed onto the Netherworld Opera Stage.

The surface of the opera stage immediately hissed.

Afterward, peach wood firewood was piled up for burning.

As for Wang Daoxuan, he set up a temporary altar, lit incense and candles, scattered paper money, and simultaneously formed hand seals while chanting: "Azure Emperor, protect the soul; White Emperor, attend the spirit; Red Emperor, nourish the Qi; Black Emperor, circulate the blood; Yellow Emperor, master of the center; may all gods not transgress..."

This was the Soul-Pacifying and Will-Fixing Curse.

Though the Nether Opera Stage is powerful, it cannot exist apart from those vengeful ghosts and spirits who were cruelly murdered.

Wang Daoxuan used the spell to transcend them, which was actually cutting off its roots......

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Yangzhou Chenghuangmiao is located in the north of the city.

It was built in the previous dynasty. Initially, it was just a place for small officials to set up steles for sacrifice. Later, because of frequent floods, local gentry donated sacrificial fields and built a three-courtyard complex.

This place has experienced hundreds of years of war, and the incense has never been extinguished. When the salt transport was prosperous, wealthy merchants competed to donate gold bodies, and the glazed tiles on the eaves were inlaid with bright pearls, shining in the day and flowing with color at night, known as the "First Divine Palace of Jianghuai."

Now, it is ink-like yin fog, and the door porch pillars are seeping dark red sticky liquid, like dried blood tears.

When Xu Kong Zhenshan led the crowd to arrive, the vermilion temple gate was wide open, and the "Protecting the Country and Blessing the People" gold plaque on the lintel was actually hung upside down, split into several fishy-smelling openings.

"Clang~ Clang~"

The copper bells under the eaves moved without wind, but the sound was like an infant's cry.

"Ugh"

A young disciple immediately held the stone lion and retched.

The pair of town-house auspicious beasts at the temple gate were actually dripping black water from their eye sockets, with half a residual limb pressed under their claws.

Xu Kong Zhenshan's face was dark, his left hand formed a seal, and the peach wood token at his waist suddenly buzzed and warned.

"The social order divine altar has been defiled."

His voice was cold, and his eyes were full of anger, "Go, detour from the side hall!"

Clatter-clatter!

As soon as the words fell, the entire bluestone road at the temple gate suddenly rolled like waves.

But seeing that from the gaps in the blue bricks, hundreds of withered hands suddenly stretched out. Several disciples were not careful and were grabbed out by those withered hands, accompanied by screams and muffled sounds of bone cracking.

The black nails of the withered hands were also quenched with highly toxic poison.

In less than a breath, some disciples turned cyan and fell to the ground.

"Living stakes!"

Xu Kong Zhenshan widened his eyes and immediately commanded the disciples to step on the Tiangang steps to retreat, while simultaneously picking up yellow talismans with their swords and slapping them on the ground: "Five Thunder Fierce Generals, Fire Train Generals, quickly as the law!"

Buzz-buzz~

Arcs of electricity jumped along the gaps in the blue bricks, foul-smelling thick smoke rose, and the withered hands stopped moving.

"Hmph!"

Xu Kong Zhenshan gave a cold snort, dark energy erupted, and he stomped on the ground violently.

With a muffled roar, bricks and stones splashed, and several small wooden boxes were revealed in the soil, shaped like coffins, tied with red ropes and copper coins, with a hole exposed on top. The dead man's withered hands were exactly drilling out from inside.

Seeing this, Xu Kong Zhenshan's face became even uglier.

This thing was definitely not buried tonight. ===== CHAPTER 771 =====