Chapter 612: Are you an Underworld person?

Could it be that I'm mistaken? This old Daoist isn't putting on an act; he really is a spent bolt.

Kong Yuan Si suddenly saw Xuanqing Daozhang, under attack by one black shadow after another, unable to hold on any longer, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

The black shadows under his tutelage spoke of taking advantage of his illness to kill him; seeing Xuanqing Daozhang fall, they had no martial virtue and lunged straight at him.

Seeing Xuanqing Daozhang about to die miserably at the hands of the black shadows, Kong Yuan Si's doubt on his face wavered instantly.

At this moment.

Whether Xuanqing Daozhang was putting on an act, he could tell; he had never seen anyone risk their own life just to put on an act.

If he really is a spent bolt, what's with that big gate that appeared in the sky? Could it be he's using it to escape? He has some means I don't know about; pretending here to be a spent bolt, awaiting death, is just to deceive me, waiting for a chance to flee with the help of that stone gate.

Myriad thoughts flooded Kong Yuan Si's mind; unable to restrain himself, he looked up, glanced at the stone gate in the sky, and suddenly the thought 'Guimen Guan' rose in his heart, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, 'Not good!'

While speaking, Kong Yuan Si was about to dispel this evil technique and cancel the Human Sea Tactic; he personally went to slay Xuanqing Daozhang, but was still a step slow—he saw the tightly closed Guimen Guan gradually opening, a special aura emanating from within, clearly from the Underworld, yet the surrounding black shadows showed no panic; instead, a personified sense of relief appeared on their faces.

The next moment.

The black shadows that had been flying toward Xuanqing Daozhang, ready to take his life, all stopped moving, looked up at the opened Guimen Guan as if seeing hope, and with an inexplicable attraction emanating from within the gate, offered no resistance.

They were all sucked into the Guimen Guan!

Ding! You have performed Soul Salvation on a resentful spirit controlled by evil arts for many years, unable to be reborn; you gained their gratitude, congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +121!

Ding! You have performed Soul Salvation on a resentful spirit controlled by evil arts for many years, unable to be reborn; you gained their gratitude, congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +135!

Ding! You have performed Soul Salvation on a resentful spirit controlled by evil arts for many years, unable to be reborn; you gained their gratitude, congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +151!

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One after another, mechanical, icy voices drew the tense-faced Wang Ping'an in; he constantly watched Xuanqing Daozhang's condition, seeing his master suddenly surge forward, fall into a disadvantage, and even the final death struggle—it almost lifted his heart to his throat; seeing his master about to die at the hands of the black shadows, he was ready to reveal himself.

Even if his master later found out he was acting strangely, he wouldn't care; who let him clearly know that Xuanqing Daozhang was the person in this world who treated him well? For his family, he spared no effort to go to the capital, storm the Prime Minister's residence—not to mention, he even sacrificed twenty years of his lifespan—how could he just watch his master die before his eyes?

'Indeed, my guess was correct; the Guimen Guan works wonders on these black shadows!'

Wang Ping'an watched each black shadow; not only did they show no resistance, they fully yielded to being sucked into the Guimen Guan, hearing the mechanical, icy voices echo in his mind, his face filled with excitement he could hardly conceal.

When the black shadows attacked his master, he had already, unnoticed by others, secretly used his Dharma Eye to determine what kind of beings the black shadows were—resentful spirits, clearly ruthlessly killed and refined by Kong Yuan Si with some unknown means, becoming part of his evil art; he was considering whether his Soul Salvation would work on these resentful spirits.

That's why he would summon the Guimen Guan!

Meanwhile. As the Guimen Guan gradually appeared, his master turned his head and glanced at him; he likewise saw it, and how could he not notice? His master, eight or nine times out of ten, had realized—this Guimen Guan appearing again was related to him.

'I hope my master is just overthinking, thinking too much!'

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an couldn't help but pray in his heart; he didn't know, but his master did—that this Guimen Guan was summoned by him, would wonder what he was thinking, whether he would notice his unusual traits, seek out his flaws, and finally confirm his identity; a flash of inspiration passed through his mind, and he thought:

'I remember my master once saw me using the blessing technique on my mother, but he didn't pay attention; I hope my master, when he sees me summon this Guimen Guan, will also think along these lines!'

'Old Daoist, you are not a disciple of Ziyang Palace!'

Kong Yuan Si watched each black shadow being sucked into the Guimen Guan, disappearing from his sight, his face ferocious, his whole body like a venomous snake ready to devour anyone, he glared resentfully at Xuanqing Daozhang, as if wishing to devour him alive, and said: 'Are you an Underworld person?'

Black shadow.

He has roamed the jianghu for so many years, committing one major case after another, harming countless lives, harvesting countless souls, preventing them from reincarnating, refining them with his evil methods.

It takes the souls of a hundred people to barely forge one black shadow; such a multitude of black shadows is what he painstakingly accumulated, essentially his treasure trove; fifty percent—no, eighty percent—of his abilities lie in this evil art and these black shadows.

Now.

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A large number of black shadows being devoured by the Guimen Guan can be said to have ruined all his abilities; if he wanted to accumulate so many black shadows again, who knows how many years it would take, and besides, he must face the encirclement and suppression of the Great Xia Court—though he has done evil for so many years, he is already registered with the Great Xia Court.

If he didn't still have some means, he would likely have already become a merit of a certain Demon Suppression Officer of the Great Xia.

'An Underworld person?'

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled, his face full of mockery; he certainly wasn't an Underworld person—this Guimen Guan was summoned by his disciple; if anyone is an Underworld person, it's his disciple.

Of course.

His disciple Wang Ping'an is not yet an Underworld person; his disciple merely registered with his nephew; once this child grows up and contacts the Underworld through his nephew's connections, it would be easy for him to become an Underworld person.

He might even become the Underworld's representative in the mortal realm!

'Is this the power of the Innate Dao Body?'

Xuanqing Daozhang's eyes deep with envy he could hardly conceal; he hasn't forgotten how he personally witnessed Wang Ping'an using the blessing technique on his mother—just watching him once, then secretly learning it; now this little brat sees him perform Soul Salvation on the soul of that old thing, Le Wenmao, and this little brat likewise learned the Soul Salvation scriptures.

What's more, he can even summon the Guimen Guan!

(End of chapter)