Yuan Yi: ???
Hearing that Chen Changsheng intended to use an authentic Daoist Sect secret technique, Yuan Yi was rather surprised.
Ever since he had begun laying out his scheme, Chen Changsheng had used nothing but sinister arts.
His sudden switch to an authentic Daoist Sect secret technique was unexpected, to say the least.
"Sinister arts are useful, but they have their flaws."
"Sometimes, only the secret techniques of the righteous path can kill without leaving a trace."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng began casting a spell on the straw doll on the ground.
"Clear heaven and turbid earth divide into two aspects; a straw-born vessel borrows form to reach the netherworld."
"Three inches of hemp bind the seven corporeal souls; nine inches of peachwood pin the solitary spirit."
"Bind!"
As Chen Changsheng pressed his Sword Finger against the straw doll, a thin hemp cord wound around its limbs, and a peachwood nail pierced its brow.
The moment Chen Changsheng completed the spell, Meng De, who was fighting the vengeful ghosts, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then Meng De fell stiffly to the ground, and the surrounding ghosts immediately began tearing at his flesh.
Fortunately, the magical treasures on Meng De's body shone with light, temporarily blocking the ghosts' attacks.
Outside the black mist.
Seeing Meng De fall, Jun Lin, who had been watching the Live Stream Room all along, frowned.
"A Daoist Sect secret technique. That move certainly was unexpected."
"How do you all think we should counter it?"
At that, the Bai Ze Clan Leader glanced at Meng De on the ground and said, "The Divine Beast lineage is protected by the fortune of heaven and earth. Daoist Sect secret techniques of this level have no effect on us."
"If it were me, I would muster