Six-Yang God-Sealing Banner

Yang Yong looked thoroughly disgruntled. If not for the chance to upgrade the God-Sealing Banner, he would never have risked his life like this.

He turned and ran onto the bus, immediately spotting the love letter lying on the floor.

What exactly was written in it to give rise to an Eerie like this?

Curiosity and fear warred inside Yang Yong. After agonizing for a while, he looked up at the sky.

It was already beginning to darken.

From afar, Cao Xianming's voice drifted over like a death warrant.

"You'd better kill it before the Blood Moon comes out. Once the Blood Moon rises, your chances of being killed are ninety-eight percent."

"Damn it! Old Cao, you bastard!"

Yang Yong was furious. That old bastard had screwed him over again!

Once the Blood Moon appeared, this Eerie's power would surely surge. Then he would be the one to die!

He hesitated no longer. Gritting his teeth, he reached down, picked up the love letter, and slowly opened it.

The salutation at the very top instantly made Yang Yong freeze.

That handwriting, that form of address-it was that unattainable beauty from his school days.

That school beauty who had died of illness in her early teens.

She had been every dream Yang Yong had ever had of first love in his youth, everything beautiful.

Yang Yong's eyes instantly grew wet. Before he knew it, a crystal-clear tear fell onto the love letter.

Everyone outside the bus stared, dumbfounded.

Reading an eerie love letter could actually make him cry?

This was beyond absurd!

Even stranger was what came next.

Yang Yong slowly reached toward the empty space before him, as though stroking someone's cheek.

But...

To everyone else, he was merely making affectionate gestures at thin air. The sight was indescribably sinister and eerie.

Everyone clamped their hands over their mouths, not daring even to breathe loudly, terrified that the slightest sound might draw the invisible Eerie over.

Cao Xianming had said that anyone who had not read the love letter would not be targeted, but no one dared gamble. No one was willing to test that rule with their own life.

Outside the bus, all was deathly silent as time ticked away.

The sky grew darker and darker. The Blood Moon was about to rise.

Yang Yong still held that pose, whether lost in memories or trapped in some illusion.

Watching the danger probability in the data model in his hand creep ever closer to 100%, Cao Xianming's expression finally darkened. He turned to Wang Ying beside him and barked an order.

"Wang Ying, slash him! Snap him out of it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Ying swung the fruit knife in her hand. A streak of white light tore through the air, shooting straight at Yang Yong's back!

At that moment, Yang Yong, immersed in the illusion, was whispering words of love with the ideal beauty in his heart.

A piercing, bone-chilling cold suddenly came from behind him. His body instinctively twisted aside to dodge!

And in that very instant-

Bang!

A sharp sound, like shattering glass, abruptly rang out inside the bus.

Everything before Yang Yong's eyes instantly warped and shattered!

Dense cracks spread across the gentle school beauty's entire body, as though she were an exquisite porcelain doll.

The next second, with a bang, she shattered completely into dust and vanished into the air.

Yang Yong snapped back to his senses, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.

He had fallen for it!

Without even realizing it, he had become trapped in this Eerie's illusion!

And now, he finally saw the Eerie's true appearance.

She was a long-haired woman dressed entirely in white, with such an unremarkable face that no one would give her a second glance in a crowd.

This seemingly ordinary female ghost had nearly killed him here with her illusions!

Killing intent surged in Yang Yong's eyes. Without a second thought, he grabbed the Little Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and charged!

He had expected a bitter fight, but to his surprise, this Eerie's combat prowess was utterly pathetic.

Seeing him charge, the white-clothed female ghost merely took a few instinctive steps backward before the Little Golden Flood Dragon Scissors entwined her. Cold light flashed, instantly cleaving her in two!

But the very next second, the two halves of her body slowly merged back together, restoring her original form.

Yang Yong wasted no words. The Little Golden Flood Dragon Scissors turned into two streaks of light, furiously shearing through the white-clothed female ghost. She was split in two, merged, split in two again, and merged again...

After several repetitions, the white-clothed female ghost's aura grew weaker and weaker. Finally, the Little Golden Flood Dragon Scissors cut her down to a drifting wisp of soul that could no longer restore itself.

Looking at that wisp of soul, Yang Yong froze for a moment.

That was it?

He had expected this rule-type Eerie to be formidable. As it turned out, only her illusions were powerful; her actual combat ability was inferior even to that of an ordinary Eerie.

Had he encountered this Eerie alone, with no one to warn him, he probably really would have fallen to her illusions.

But now, with Cao Xianming serving as his brain and Wang Ying and Zheng Xiaofeng standing guard, killing this Eerie had actually been this easy.

He had not forgotten Cao Xianming's claim that this Eerie could increase the One-Yang God-Sealing Banner's power by 50%.

Yang Yong immediately controlled the One-Yang God-Sealing Banner, casting its light straight onto that wisp of soul!

Red light flashed. The Red-Clothed Female Ghost emerged from the banner, seized the wisp of soul, and yanked her into the One-Yang God-Sealing Banner.

In mere moments, the entire battle was over.

Just as Cao Xianming had said, the success rate was 98%.

Everything terrifying about this white-clothed Eerie lay in her soul-bewitching illusions. Her own combat ability was hardly worth mentioning.

And as Yang Yong subdued the white-clothed female ghost, the man lying on the ground slowly regained consciousness.

He looked around blankly. Seeing that the life-taking Eerie had vanished without a trace, he burst into tears of joy, collapsing on the ground and sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm alive! I'm alive!"

The wild joy of escaping death made him lose all control of his emotions.

Meanwhile, Yang Yong was fully focused on sensing the changes in the One-Yang God-Sealing Banner.

The next second, his eyes lit up-

The One-Yang God-Sealing Banner's name had actually changed to the Two-Yang God-Sealing Banner, and its ranking among Curios had leaped to 2,800th place!

He finally understood: the One-Yang God-Sealing Banner advanced by devouring Eeries!

The more Eeries it devoured, and the stronger they were, the more powerful the banner would become.

Now, the Two-Yang God-Sealing Banner already contained two main souls. The Red-Clothed Female Ghost was the first, and this Love Letter Ghost was the second.

A piece of information suddenly flooded Yang Yong's mind.

The Six-Yang God-Sealing Banner first needed all six main soul slots filled. Any ghosts subdued afterward would become subordinates of these six main souls, continuously increasing the God-Sealing Banner's power through some special connection.

Only now did he truly understand the origins of the magical artifact in his hand.

Yet this was merely one small component of the Chaos Warship.

If the Chaos Warship were complete, how terrifying would its power be?

Yang Yong could not help drifting into reverie.

His dazed expression once again left everyone outside the bus dumbfounded.

Had he killed the Eerie, or had the Eerie invaded his mind?

Unable to see the Love Letter Ghost's soul, everyone could only watch Yang Yong stare blankly into thin air, endlessly speculating.

Only Cao Xianming showed a look of pleasant surprise after the data model finished calculating the result.

That smile sent an inexplicable chill through Yang Yong!