Soul Shaking Bell

While Ge Wengong was still immersed in the battle between Qin Hao and the old man, a familiar figure flew rapidly toward the government office.

The arrival was none other than Jiang Tianlong, who had just disengaged from the battle.

His clothes were in tatters, his hair hung loose and disheveled, and traces of blood still remained on his body.

Ge Wengong also spotted Jiang Tianlong racing toward his position from the direction of the forest.

At a glance, Ge Wengong recognized him as Jiang Tianlong, whom he had sent to assist Qin Hao. His brows knitted tightly. That tremendous bang from the Old Zhang Family Residence, and that mushroom cloud shooting into the sky—could something have gone wrong?

Jiang Tianlong, speeding through the air, also noticed Ge Wengong standing atop the government office and flew straight toward him.

Before long, Jiang Tianlong landed to Ge Wengong's right.

A bad feeling rose in Ge Wengong's heart. Frowning, he stared at Jiang Tianlong and said, "Constable Jiang, what happened? Why did you come back first?"

Had Jiang Tianlong seen that Qin Hao was no match for the enemy and fled back alone? But Ge Wengong immediately dismissed the thought. He understood Jiang Tianlong well: impartial and incorruptible, a man with his own bottom line. He would never do something so despicable.

Having just steadied his breathing, Jiang Tianlong hurriedly said to Ge Wengong, "My lord, the situation has become somewhat complicated. We need to evacuate all the civilians from the entire county town immediately."

Ge Wengong's heart clenched at Jiang Tianlong's reply. He quickly asked, "What happened? How could it be this serious?"

He truly could not imagine what Qin Hao and the others had encountered that would require evacuating everyone in the county town.

"Reporting to you, my lord! That ghost cultivator from the Old Zhang Family Residence has appeared again. Earlier, Qin Hao was still able to suppress him."

"But now, knowing he is no match for Qin Hao, that ghost cultivator has swallowed souls at any cost. His cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage."

Jiang Tianlong dropped an information bomb that caught Ge Wengong entirely off guard. He nearly could not keep his footing. Rubbing his forehead, he fixed Jiang Tianlong with a hard stare. "Then where is Qin Hao? Why did you run back first?"

Qin Hao was the junior of Qin Shan, Ge Wengong's former classmate and friend. Moreover, he possessed extraordinary talent. Ge Wengong did not want Qin Hao to perish before his time.

"Please rest assured, my lord. Qin Hao is fine for now. That earth-shattering explosion just now was caused by the battle between Qin Hao and that ghost cultivator."

"It was Qin Hao who told me to ask you to notify the people to evacuate, so that he could fight without holding back."

"So I believe Qin Hao should be confident that he can deal with this ghost cultivator," Jiang Tianlong hurriedly said.

By this point, Ge Wengong understood the whole story. He took out a magical artifact, a small bell the size of his palm.

Seeing the small bell in Ge Wengong's hand, Jiang Tianlong looked at him in astonishment. "My lord, could this be Lord Ma's Soul Shaking Bell?"

Ge Wengong nodded. "Yes. Lord Ma Zhong gave it to me when he was summoned back to the Imperial Capital, in case of emergencies."

As he spoke, he hurriedly tossed it into the air. The bell, which had just been palm-sized, expanded until it was as large as a house. Ge Wengong drove his true qi into the great bell!

The great bell rang three times in succession. Waves of sound spread from its body, rapidly expanding in every direction and covering the entire county town.

Wherever they passed, anguished cries from ghosts rose from all corners of the county town. The ghosts then scattered into ashes, yet the sound waves did not harm people in the slightest.

Listening to the pained cries of ghosts ringing through the city, Ge Wengong saw the artifact's effect. Each time it was activated, the bell emitted a tremendous peal. Wherever its sound waves reached, ghosts had nowhere to hide, suffering damage across a wide area.

However, his cultivation was insufficient. If Ma Zhong, at the Nascent Soul stage, had used the Soul Shaking Bell instead, even fourth tier ghosts could have been shaken to death alive.

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Hearing the bell, the constables in the government office were jolted awake. They hurriedly dressed themselves and rushed out the door.

Very quickly, more than a hundred constables gathered outside the government office. All of them were at the Qi Refining stage, and they hurriedly looked up at Ge Wengong on the roof.

Once the people from the government office had mostly assembled, Ge Wengong hurriedly told them, "A vicious battle will break out soon! Go notify the civilians in the county town at once and have them evacuate immediately! Do not remain in the county town, understand?"

Upon hearing Ge Wengong's order, everyone rushed toward the civilians' homes, notifying them door to door and arranging for the populace to evacuate.

Ge Wengong then looked at Jiang Tianlong, pulled a command token from his robes, and threw it to him. "Take my token and notify the city guards. Open the gates and let the civilians leave."

"Yes, my lord!"

With that, Jiang Tianlong took the token and raced toward the city gates.

After finishing all this, Ge Wengong put away the Soul Shaking Bell and looked toward the center of the explosion, concern hanging on his face.

At the same time.

At the center of the explosion.

Two figures were blasted backward by the force of the explosion, flying dozens of meters before barely stopping.

Qin Hao's clothes had been shattered by the shockwave, leaving him with only a pair of trousers. He shook his fist, which had gone somewhat numb from striking the bone hammer, but he was uninjured.

He stared straight ahead, but the entire scene was shrouded in smoke because of the explosion.

Seeing this, he spread his hands apart, then suddenly clapped them together. The shockwave that formed instantly blasted away the smoke blanketing the scene.

Only then did Qin Hao clearly see the old man's appearance. His clothes were ragged, his white hair hung messily over his shoulders, and a trace of blood stained the corner of his mouth. Both hands tightly gripped the massive bone hammer, though they trembled slightly, making him look thoroughly bedraggled.

The sight told Qin Hao that the old man had suffered some injuries in that clash. The old man's strength was not bad, but compared with Gui Wuya at the same realm, there was still an obvious gap.

Qin Hao flashed a brilliant smile and looked at the old man provocatively. "Hey, old man, after killing people and stealing souls to cultivate, this is all the strength you've got? Hahaha, I'd say it's nothing special. Don't tell me you stumbled into some pyramid scheme and got scammed? Hahaha."

He did not take the Nascent Soul stage old man seriously at all.

Hearing Qin Hao's taunts, the old man was furious. Veins began to bulge across his forehead as his two eyes locked fiercely onto Qin Hao.

Yet the old man did not act rashly. He simply remained where he was. He knew he was absolutely no match for Qin Hao, so he was stalling for time.

That was right. While Qin Hao had been clearing the field, the old man had secretly sent out a ghost to deliver a message.

The old man glared at Qin Hao with a gloomy expression. "Boy, don't get too smug. Soon enough, this old man will let you know what it means to beg for death and be unable to die!"

As he spoke, the old man pulled a bag from his robes.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes as he watched the old man take out the bag, wondering what trick he was trying to pull this time.

The old man slowly opened the bag. Black qi began to seep out, and several ghosts with green light glowing from their eyes floated out from within.

Three bizarre fourth tier ghosts slowly emerged before Qin Hao.

"Hiss—"

The ghosts hovered in front of the old man, warily watching Qin Hao, who still wore a smile. They did not dare make any rash move.

Qin Hao stared at the old man and smiled. "Old man, don't tell me you think a few fourth tier ghosts can help you stand against me."

He looked at the old man in confusion. Was this not like sending a pillow to someone who was sleepy? Still, Qin Hao was quite pleased. More attribute points.