Slaying the Evil Entity
Wherever the fire python passed, the blood mist evaporated as if exposed to the blazing sun. As if sensing danger, the vengeful ghost suddenly turned around, its hollow blood-red eyes locking onto the attacking fire python, and let out a sharp, piercing hiss.
Jiang Wanqing behind him fell to the ground, her throat tightened, she coughed violently, her vision went black, and she almost lost consciousness.
The fiery python coiled around him, and the red-clad vengeful ghost let out a mournful roar. Blood mist surged like a tide, and at the critical moment, the silk tore apart, splitting into three bloody shadows that scattered and fled.
Lin Xu snorted coldly, and the spirit lamp in his hand flashed. The fire python suddenly transformed into a fire dragon, coiling towards a blood-red shadow and engulfing it in flames.
The blood-red figure screamed and struggled, but was suddenly pulled away by the fire python and disappeared from the living room in an instant.
On a distant building, Meng Changlin glanced back unwillingly, only to see a line of fire trailing a chilling crimson light shooting straight into the sky before instantly disappearing into a spirit lamp.
"A level 7 vengeful ghost..." He gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Even if all the men he brought tonight were used to deal with this one vengeful ghost, it wouldn't be enough.
Even he himself didn't expect that besides that eerie creature, a level 7 vengeful ghost would actually come tonight!
Even more unexpectedly, such a powerful ghost was suppressed so easily by Lin Xu!
Not daring to look any longer, Meng Changlin immediately left, his steps faltering but he dared not linger for a moment.
The lamp trembled slightly, its flame reflecting a distorted human face, faintly emitting a resentful roar.
Lin Xu didn't even glance at her. After confirming that Jiang Wanqing was safe and sound, his gaze fell on a certain spot in the Jiang Clan mansion.
There, an aura that even he found unsettling was raging, a presence even more sinister and malevolent than the red-clad ghost.
With a thought, the candlelight of the Glazed Lamp burst into flames, transforming into a beam of light that enveloped the area permeated with evil. Wherever the beam shone, the gray mist churned violently, emitting a corrosive hissing sound, and was constantly pushed back by the scorching light.
A low, sinister laugh echoed from the depths of the gray fog, seemingly emanating from the deepest abyss, causing dust to tremble and fall from the roof beams.
As the gray fog dissipated, a hunched black shadow slowly emerged, its arms covered with tattered skin, like the wings of an underdeveloped bat. Its body was adorned with broken feathers and entwined with layers of resentment, and its eyes, like two clusters of ghostly blue flames, flickered uncertainly in the candlelight.
"What the hell is this?" Lin Xu's pupils suddenly contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind.
The dark figure slowly raised its head, staring at Lin Xu in mid-air through the roof. Its rotting mouth stretched to its ears, revealing gleaming white teeth, and its voice was hoarse as if rusted metal scraping together. "I see you..."
Lin Xu felt a chill run down his spine, and the spirit lamp in his hand suddenly trembled, its flame shrinking to a needle before exploding into a blazing inferno.
A fiery python roared out from the candlelight, rushing straight at the hunched, dark figure.
The shadowy figure's eyes blazed with ghostly fire, its resentment swirling into a vortex that coalesced into a distorted human face before it, roaring ferociously as it forcefully devoured the fire python.
Its tattered feathers fluttered even without wind. The Corpse Guardian transformed into a cloud of black mist, bursting through the roof and hurtling straight toward Lin Xu in mid-air. Its tattered feathers were like knives, carrying a putrid stench.
"Be careful, this is the remains of an ancient Daoist priest, practically immortal." Jiang Yelei staggered out of the hole the corpse-guarding ghost had pierced, and upon seeing Lin Xu's figure in the sky, he was both surprised and delighted. "Don't fight it head-on, hold out until dawn..."
The sound abruptly stopped, and the corpse-guarding ghost lunged at Lin Xu in mid-air, but was suddenly struck by an invisible force, its body falling like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground.
Amidst the swirling dust, the corpse-guarding ghost huddled like a withered tree, its eerie blue flames flickering violently, as if severely injured, unable to rise for a moment.
It's Soul Shock Blast!
Lin Xu had long coveted the powerful spell Dharma Protector Evil Eye, which could penetrate most defenses and directly attack the target's soul, resulting in astonishing damage.
Especially the corpse-guarding ghosts, which are obviously thick-skinned and tough, but have relatively fragile souls, are the perfect targets.
Compared to the Evil Eye's preference for visual locking, Lin Xu prefers to lock onto targets with his spiritual sense. Just like now, by calculating the lead time and controlling the range of the spell, he severely injured the Corpse Guardian with a single blow!
Lin Xu looked down from his vantage point and relit the spirit lamp. A line of fire descended from the sky, engulfing the corpse-guarding ghost in flames. As the flames licked at it, the corpse-guarding ghost let out a shrill scream, its remaining feathers scorched and peeled off, and its rotting flesh rolled and smoked.
As the fire raged, the corpse-guarding ghost writhed in the flames, its ghostly aura emanating from it, turning the flames a ghostly green.
But it was all in vain. The light from the Glazed Spirit Lamp in the sky burned away the evil spirits like divine punishment. The corpse-guarding ghost, with its amazing regenerative ability, struggled for a dozen breaths before finally turning into a pile of charred ashes in the raging flames.
A fragment of Source Fire Fragment rose into the air and instantly disappeared into Lin Xu's body.
From the ashes of the strange creature, a delicate iron box quietly emerged.
This is the spoils of war; the undead corpse-keeper is truly dead this time.
The Glazed Fire possesses inherent purifying properties, capable of burning away resentment and obsession, making it difficult for evil spirits to be reborn; it is precisely the nemesis of such strange creatures.
"This, this..." Jiang Yelei stared in disbelief, his lips trembling as he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a moment. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and swayed precariously.
"Old Master Jiang ~" Lin Xu hurriedly swooped down and supported the swaying old man. He saw that Jiang Yelei's face was as pale as paper, blood was constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was weak.
His heart tightened, the lamp in his hand trembled slightly, and a soft candlelight enveloped Jiang Yelei's body, the halo seeping into his clothes.
The warmth of the Rejuvenation Art spread slowly through Jiang Yelei's body like a gentle stream, mending his broken meridians and internal injuries, and stopping his injuries.
Jiang Yelei slowly opened his eyes, looking at Lin Xu with a complicated expression. "Your healing magic can even heal my old wounds..."
"Grandpa, Grandpa, where are you?" Jiang Wanqing's anxious voice grew louder as she approached, accompanied by hurried footsteps that pierced through the night fog.
"I'm fine, I'm here," Jiang Yelei replied, glancing at Lin Xu. "Let's go back inside first."
With a thought, Lin Xu rolled up the spoils and helped Jiang Yelei down from the broken roof. The candlelight illuminated the simple furnishings inside, as well as the astonishment and awe of the crowd.
"A-Xu, what are you doing here?" Jiang Wanqing looked at Lin Xu in surprise, then quickly ran to Jiang Yelei's side to support him, looking at him anxiously, "Grandpa, how are you? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, thanks to A-Xu," Jiang Yelei said softly. He glanced at the disheveled tribesmen and sighed. "Go and help the wounded and assess the damage."
"Yes, sir." The men acknowledged the order and dispersed to deal with the aftermath.
The room fell silent for a moment as Jiang Wanqing and Uncle Tang, who had rushed over, helped Jiang Yelei sit in a rattan chair.
"Sit down, everyone. Sit down and let's talk." Jiang Yelei waved his hand, looking at Lin Xu with a solemn expression. "A-Xu, Wanqing told me everything about you, but I never expected you to have such strength. I've experienced the terror of that corpse-guarding ghost firsthand; even when I was young, I wasn't a match for it."