Rescue! Rescue!

Zhou Qian's throat tightened; she wanted to scream but only managed a gasp, her eyes filled with fear and despair...

"Boom~"

A sudden burst of golden flame tore through the darkness, like a lamp.

The eerie sight on the wall was instantly ignited. Where the flames burned, a bluish-gray hand emitted a piercing shriek, and black blood evaporated into gray mist. The face reflected in the wall twisted and disintegrated.

Ah~

The shrill, venomous scream abruptly ceased. Zhou Qian stared blankly at the golden flame that flickered like a breath, the malevolent embers scattering into fine dust that gently settled on her trembling eyelashes.

"This is the new era..." Lin Xu thought to himself, erasing the eerie presence that had seeped into reality from miles away. "Only power can protect my family."

In this era of the Spirit Realm invasion, ordinary people are like lambs to the slaughter.

Having easily solved a minor problem, Lin Xu's spiritual sense continued to probe into the distance. His thoughts, as his spiritual sense extended, became increasingly ethereal, as if he had returned to the world before his transmigration...

Unconsciously, due to some mysterious connection, his spiritual sense extended in a certain direction until his spiritual perception trembled slightly, and Lin Xu subconsciously looked into the distance.

After cultivating the "Lamp Kindling Spirit Transformation Chapter," his senses became increasingly acute, and he could accurately detect even the rare spiritual energy in the air, even in the mortal world.

This keen perception allowed him to detect a strange fluctuation coming from a certain direction in the city. Although the fluctuation was faint, it carried a familiar chilling aura.

"It's the aura of the Spirit Realm, there's no mistake." Lin Xu frowned slightly. Could it be Spirit Realm invasion?

A sudden thought struck him; a strange premonition urged him on. Lin Xu immediately became alert. "This is just a whim! No, that direction leads to the Jiang Clan's old residence!"

He couldn't sit still any longer. In a flash, he opened the window, leaped up, and a cloud rose up, transforming into a streak of light that pierced the night sky.

Using his magical power to push aside the air, Lin Xu atop a cloud, soaring swiftly over the city. His eyes flashed with spiritual light as he looked towards the Jiang Clan's old residence in the distance. "Not good, it's the Spirit Realm Mist!"

In a moment of urgency, he activated his spiritual lamp, causing it to flash, and his feet accelerated once more as he rode the clouds.

The night wind howled as Lin Xu looked down at the Jiang Clan's old house, which was quietly shrouded in a gray-white mist, and his spiritual sense rapidly extended towards the old house.

"Hmm?" A thought flashed through his mind, the Glazed Lamp shone brightly, and a gust of wind swept through, instantly shattering the icy arrows that attacked from the night. "Who dares to stop me!?"

Enraged that someone would dare to block his way, Lin Xu unleashed a burst of light from his spirit lamp, and a streak of fire instantly pierced the night sky.

Meng Changlin, upstairs, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He saw a streak of fire shooting across the sky like a serpent, instantly tearing through the night and rushing towards a dark spot outside the Jiang Clan's old residence.

In an instant, they traversed several miles. As the flames exploded, the darkness tore apart like paper, revealing three dark figures hidden within.

The dark figure let out a shrill scream, its body writhing in the flames. Within moments, the three were reduced to charred remains and collapsed, lifeless.

Silence reigned upstairs, broken only by a trembling voice from the walkie-talkie. "Captain Meng, A Lin and the others... they're dead... all wiped out!"

Meng Changlin's hands trembled slightly as he gripped the railing, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. He swallowed hard and said, "Don't lay a hand on him, let him pass."

A sound of exhalation came from nearby. Everyone held their breath and watched as the streak of light streaked across the sky and reached the sky above the Jiang Clan's old residence.

Lin Xu atop a cloud, the light from the Glazed Lamp illuminating the area below, his spiritual senses spreading out like a net.

Seemingly due to the real world, the ability of the Spirit Realm Mist to block perception was greatly reduced, and Lin Xu's spiritual sense easily penetrated the gray-white fog, revealing the entire scene inside the Jiang Clan's old residence.

In the courtyard, the survivors were struggling against the eerie creatures emerging from the mist. These bizarre beings, born from the dreams of intelligent life, were distorted in form, their humanoid shapes naturally carrying the uncanny valley effect, which was terrifying to behold.

Lin Xu's gaze sharpened, and the spirit lamp in his hand suddenly swelled, piercing through the rolling mist with beams of blazing light like arrows.

"Waaah~"

One eerie scream after another rose and fell as the strange creatures pierced by the fire twisted and struggled in the flames before finally turning into black smoke and dissipating.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten lines of fire pierced through the mist, burning away all the eerie things in the courtyard, and the stench of burning mixed with the mist rose up.

Lin Xu's heart stirred, and a candlelight pierced through the mist, illuminating an inconspicuous Shitou in the courtyard, which still emitted a dark red blood-like glow.

Cracks appeared on the stone surface, from which large plumes of Spirit Realm Mist surged forth, as if connecting to some unknown rift in another world.

At this moment, as the light of the spirit lamp and candle enveloped the Shitou, the blood-red light on it suddenly flickered violently, convulsing like a dying heart.

"Smack~"

The blood-red Shitou shattered with a crash, revealing a bronze fragment covered in runes amidst the flying shards.

The Spirit Realm Mist began to churn violently and gradually thinned, as if it had lost some kind of support and was slowly dissipating.

"Hiss~ Impossible!" A suppressed exclamation rang in Meng Changlin's ears. "That's a Spirit Realm Beacon, empowered by the strange power of the Spirit Realm. Only high-level professionals have the ability to destroy it... How could he do it?! Could it be..."

Meng Changlin's face was ashen. "Go! Get our men out of here immediately!"

Lin Xu's gaze was fixed on the mansion, as if his eyes could penetrate the walls and see the scene unfolding in the hall.

The guards of the Jiang Clan looked terrified, yet eager to see a figure in the center of the hall with a long red robe standing with his back to them, his long hair flowing freely, and surrounded by a blood-red mist.

Name: Red-Clad Ghost - Blue

Race: Ghost

Level: 7

Strength: 8

Agility: 16

Physical condition: 0

Spirit: 18

Intelligence: 3

Life: 93/126

Mana: 180/180

Talent: [Bound by Resentment - Blue] Can be resurrected within three quarters of an hour after death by sheer willpower. Cooldown: Seven days.

Skill: Bloodthirsty Howl - Blue (Advanced) Condenses resentment into a piercing howl, sharp as a blade, capable of shattering souls and disrupting the mind.

Crimson Silk Strangulation - Blue (Intermediate): Wielding tattered red robes, a blood chain forms, binding the target and draining their essence to nourish the user.

Commentary: Those who die with resentment linger, their hatred transforming them into vengeful ghosts seeking revenge. Their red robes are stained with blood, and their midnight cries are chilling to the bone.

The man in the red robe slowly turned around, revealing a face as pale as paper, with empty eyes that gleamed with bloodlust, and a sinister, eerie smile that stretched from his lips to his ears.

The bodies scattered on the ground had contorted faces, all dying tragically from extreme fear, with clear ligature marks on their necks, indicating they had died violent deaths.

Jiang Wanqing was grabbed by the neck by the red-clothed ghost, suspended in mid-air, her face turning blue, her limbs struggling weakly.

Lin Xu's pupils contracted sharply, the candlelight suddenly surged, and the candlelight instantly covered the entrance of the mansion. A flame suddenly appeared, transforming into a fire python that rushed straight at the red-clothed ghost.