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Chapter 205: The Yin Difference and Soul Capture
Watching more and more ghosts gather towards me, I slowly released my right hand, allowing the frying pan to fall naturally to the ground. Then, I closed my eyes, holding half of a jade pendant in one hand, and raised it above my head.
Once the two jade pendants made full contact, I bent my knees and knelt down with a thud on the ground, then heavily knocked my head against the floor.
These actions resembled a worship ritual of complete submission.
I knew what this meant.
Guo Yongjia had once stolen my jade pendant, but unfortunately, he didn’t know how to use it, so he could only return it to me. Of course, there might be other reasons for him giving it back, but one reason would definitely not be wrong.
The Ghost Seal is a treasure for anyone who makes a living from yin and yang. When one obtains such a treasure but doesn’t know how to use it, the normal course of action is to first explore it themselves, then seek help from trusted allies. If that fails, they would return it to its owner and secretly observe how the owner uses it until they learn.
I slowly placed my hands on the ground, then spread them apart and extended them forward before lying flat on the ground. I bit my tongue until it bled and smeared some of my blood onto the ground. As my body began to rise, when the jade pendants in my hands touched the blood on the ground, I chanted, “Urgent Order! Rise!”
After saying that, I quickly straightened up, lifting my hands from the ground. At that moment, the bloody hand gripping my foot suddenly tightened its grip, pulling me down hard onto the ground.
At this time, those ghosts that were closer to me pounced like a pile of stacked dolls. They might not weigh much for a living person, but they are still ghosts! If so many ghosts piled on top of me, even if I miraculously survived, I would become a madman babbling incoherently.
There were simply too many ghosts in the corridor; unless we set up a formation, it was impossible to eliminate so many yin ghosts in a short time. These yin ghosts appeared in groups with great discipline; setting up a formation was basically impossible.
Just when I thought I was doomed, suddenly a sound of chains dragging across the floor echoed throughout the corridor. As soon as that sound rang out, those ghosts rushing towards me panicked and scattered like startled deer.
At that moment, Chen Xiong’s commanding voice rang out in the corridor, “Don’t panic! You are soldiers! You are my ghost servant army! Even when facing a god! You can slay gods!”
After his powerful voice resonated through the air, the chaotic spirits found some stability. However, at that moment, the sound of chains dragging grew louder and louder until suddenly a thick iron chain emerged right before my eyes.
It was as if the chains sprang up from the ground like mushrooms after rain, suddenly piercing through the ceiling right in front of my head.
The ghosts closer to me felt weary upon seeing the suddenly emerging chains. However, at that moment, the empty corridor echoed once again with Chen Xiong's powerful bell-like voice, "Everyone, charge!"
Compared to the chains, the ghosts seemed to fear Chen Xiong even more. Thus, a few of the ghosts nearby let out a roar, and then their wailing quickly merged into one sound like the Wailing of Ghosts and Howling of Wolves. They united their strength and pounced towards me.
My summoning ritual had already been completed; whether I could summon a great Buddha depended on fate.
Clearly, the Heavenly Father was not being stingy with me.
Just as I was about to resist, a crying stick suddenly descended from the ceiling. It pierced through and landed on the ground, spinning continuously, with the paper strips on top fluttering like fan blades making a whooshing sound.
Some of the faster ghosts didn’t understand what was happening and were struck by the paper strips on the crying stick, scattering their souls in an instant.
At that moment, the lights in the elevator went out, and I felt my heel being yanked hard by Bingqing. Just as I got back up, I stumbled again onto the ground and was uncontrollably pulled backward into the elevator by a bloody hand.
However, once inside the elevator, the lights flickered back on, and four figures suddenly appeared in the not-so-spacious elevator. One of them, whose face looked like a horse's, raised his right foot and kicked Bingqing hard in the back.
"Ah!" Zhang Bingqing let out a scream as her body exploded in a spray of blood and vanished in an instant.
It is worth mentioning that Zhang Bingqing ended up lying in a pool of blood thanks to Jipo's interference. Although I didn't know what kind of fierce battle had unfolded between Jipo and Zhang Bingqing, it was clear that things weren't looking good.
In fact, I forcibly recalled Jipo and Jigong for their safety; Zhang Bingqing was an Ice Spirit while the Dream Demon was a Nine-Eyed Demon. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Guo Yongjia had done his homework to deal with me this time.
However, they never expected that I could summon the Four Great Buddhas before me.
"Mo!" The man with a horse-like face roared and charged out of the elevator just as the light bulb inside flickered on briefly.
Immediately after, two figures, one black and one white, left the Elevator in succession. The light inside the Elevator was not very stable, so I couldn't see clearly. However, from what I could make out, I could only describe it with two words: brutal and bloody!
Ox-Head and Horse-Face, along with Black and White Impermanence, are the Four Great Soul Collectors in the Underworld. It is said that most of the ghosts collected by Black and White Impermanence can be reincarnated, while those collected by Ox-Head and Horse-Face are mostly sent to the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
There is much suffering in the human world, and many ghosts exist. Almost every day, hundreds of thousands of people die or are born across the country. The Ghost Messengers in the Underworld are usually very busy, so people rarely have the chance to see all Four Great Soul Collectors appear at once.
But when they do appear together, what kind of scene is it?
Brutal!
Indeed!
Black and White Impermanence and Ox-Head and Horse-Face charged into the crowd of ghosts like madmen wielding their weapons. Wherever they passed, the ghosts vanished into thin air. They seemed to be competing in pairs to see who could kill more ghosts, their weapons swinging continuously. Even if some ghosts sensed danger and tried to escape underground or ascend to heaven, they would be mercilessly pulled back and directly shattered into pieces. In almost no time at all, a long stretch of corridor was cleared of ghosts.
Bloody?
Absolutely!
For the ghosts, their weapons were the coldest existence. As soon as a soul body made even slight contact with them, it would instantly shatter their soul body—there was no escape or hiding. In front of the Four Great Soul Collectors, the ghosts were like little lambs before wolves. They thought about resisting, but unfortunately, their feeble attempts at resistance were like ants trying to fight an elephant compared to the Four Great Soul Collectors.
"I can't believe it!" Guo Yongjia murmured as he watched below from the upper floor. "I can't believe he actually summoned the Four Great Soul Collectors! This is simply unbelievable."
Beside Guo Yongjia, Guo Dong's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face! Son! Are you crazy? How could you return the Ghost Seal to him? Now look what you've done!"
Next to them were Chen Xiong and Ding Jin, along with a Pretty Boy.
Seeing that most of his hard-won subordinates had been wiped out in an instant by Black and White Impermanence and Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Chen Xiong's veins bulged on his forehead. Unable to contain himself, he waved his sleeve angrily and turned towards the corridor on the twenty-sixth floor.
"Don't be impulsive!" Guo Yongjia wanted to call out to Chen Xiong, but it was already too late.
For a General, the most terrifying thing is not dying oneself, but watching one's soldiers fall one by one before their eyes, until none are left.
Chen Xiong was an outstanding corps commander in life, and even in death, he did not forget his dream of being a General. The current scale of the army was hard-won, yet he never expected that all his efforts would go to waste in just a few seconds.
At this moment, he stood in the corridor and shouted loudly at the already bloodthirsty Four Great Soul Collectors, "Enough!"
The cold voice echoed continuously in the corridor, making me shiver involuntarily. I knew that Chen Xiong could no longer hold back from making a move.
But I wasn't afraid!
In the human world, there are laws, police, and SWAT teams!
In the ghost world, there are underworld laws, Ghost Messengers, and soul-collecting Masters!
The last time I came here, I was not well-prepared and nearly got Murong Duoduo killed. However, this time, I was fully prepared; the Ghost Seal was enough to sweep away the demons and monsters before me.
I believe that in front of the Four Great Soul Collectors, even the Ghost King is just a legend.
"Come at me if you have the ability!"
Chen Xiong's provocative voice rang out again, and suddenly fragmented sounds echoed in the empty corridor.
At that moment, loud crashing noises filled the air as numerous pieces of glass shattered rapidly into a chorus. Even the light in the Elevator suddenly broke at that instant.
I must say, Chen Xiong truly deserves to be called a Ghost King; just a roar from him could unleash Resentment strong enough to shatter glass. He was indeed powerful. But for some reason, I felt no concern at all.
As expected, the Four Great Soul Collectors were summoned by me, so they wouldn't stray too far from me. The Ghost Seal was a general's command for them, as well as a call for reinforcements.
After seeing the four of them return, I hurriedly got up from the Ground, grabbing the frying pan with one hand while wiping the cold sweat off my face with the other, saying, "Chen Xiong is the greatest ghost king. After you take him down, I'll handle the rest!"
They all turned to look at me simultaneously and each said a line.
"Leave it to you."
"The price is steep."
"Let's start now!"
"Karma cycles."
At first, I didn't understand what was happening, but when the four Soul Collectors vanished from my sight, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. I then vaguely saw that on the twenty-sixth floor, almost all the glass was shattered, with shards scattered everywhere. A shadow stood in the moonlight, its body appearing unusually tall, and its steps seemed exceptionally heavy as it slowly approached me with a powerful stride.
In that moment, I realized I had been tricked. I wanted to call them back, but I was frightened by their words about the steep price.
However, regarding the ghost king, having help was naturally best. Without help, I had no way out, simply because I! Cao Qilong, had once made a promise to the Thirty-Eight Police Officers!
"Coward!" Chen Xiong let out a wail at the moment the Four Great Soul Collectors disappeared.
And at that moment, I gritted my teeth and slowly drew out my talisman from my waist—the Copper Coin Sword!
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