"Bold evildoer, cease your insolence!"
At the sight of that scarlet wedding dress, the Old Daoist Priest felt his scalp prickle.
He knew this vicious thing all too well—it was the "Blood Wedding Dress" his master had personally subdued thirty years ago!
Back then, this Female Ghost's resentment had soared to the heavens. On her wedding night, she had killed herself while dressed in bridal red. After becoming a vengeful ghost, she slaughtered all seventy-three members of her husband's family.
By the time his master sensed something was amiss and rushed over, the entire residence had already become a sea of blood.
Had his master not upheld Heaven's virtue of cherishing life and suppressed her with the "Nine-Turn Soul-Sealing Seal," the whole of Peaceful Town might have fallen into a Ghost Domain.
Yet thirty years had passed, and this fiend's Killing Intent had not dissipated. Instead, it had grown ever fiercer.
The resentment emanating from the Female Ghost in the red wedding dress was so dense it was nearly tangible.
The Old Daoist Priest forcibly suppressed his fear. Pointing his Peachwood Sword at the Female Ghost, he shouted sternly, "Since you remain stubborn and unrepentant, today I shall act on Heaven's behalf and scatter your soul to the winds!"
Just as the Old Daoist Priest prepared to deal with the Female Ghost in the wedding dress, another change erupted!
The pooled water on the ground seemed to have suddenly been granted life. It turned a strange pitch-black, spreading swiftly like ink and staining the entire square in filth.
Not far ahead, a puddle of black water churned violently and slowly gathered into a human shape.
It was an ugly man in tattered clothes. One half of his face bore an eerie smile, while the other had been reduced to ghastly