Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 463 Ghost Catcher 24

Yun Chu gathered a ray of pure Yang spiritual energy between his fingers and lightly touched the girl's forehead.

In an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness surged - the girl's name was Xiao Cui, and she died of hunger and cold at the age of four. As her soul wandered, a blood-red mark was branded into her body.

Memories flashed through his mind like fragments: a giant bony claw stretched out from the depths of the earth, using resentment as a thread to control Xiao Cui and devour the fear and screams of passersby!

The person behind this scene turned out to be a "Blood-Eyed Ghost King" who had been sealed for a thousand years and imprisoned deep in the earth veins of City C.

It is manipulating thousands of low-level vengeful spirits, collecting the resentment of the world like a fisherman casting a net, in an attempt to corrode the seal and shackles!

Yun Chu's heart was shocked and he withdrew his consciousness.

Xiao Cui's wails gradually weakened, turned into green smoke and dissipated, and her purified soul returned to reincarnation.

At this moment, the yin energy of the entire Huaiyin Road suddenly surged, the ground cracked with blood veins, and a low, wild laugh came from deep underground: "A mere Heavenly Master... dares to spy on my layout!"

The strong wind was filled with biting cold, and the aura of the Ghost King (equivalent to the Mahayana stage of cultivators, one level lower than Yun Chu's cultivation) pressed down like a substance - this was exactly the unfinished part of Yun Chu's system mission, "The Ghost King is killed"!

Yun Chu advanced instead, her robe billowing like clouds, her eyes gleaming like torches. The ghost bell trembled slightly, and she took a step forward: "You cunning demon... today is the day your sins will end."

The wind howled, and blood-red lines crawled across the ground like living creatures, tearing apart the asphalt and revealing the dark, turbid resentment swirling from deep within. The air on Huaiyin Road seemed to freeze, and the biting cold penetrated through the clothes and penetrated to the bone marrow.

The wild laughter coming from deep within the earth's veins was hoarse with the sound of metallic friction, causing the dim halo of the streetlights to distort and shatter.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a huge bone claw made of sticky resentment suddenly stretched out from the largest crack in the ground!

The bony claws were bony and hideous, with dark and resentful liquid dripping from the fingertips as if it were tangible. They tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, and grabbed straight towards the moon-white figure in the corridor!

As the claw wind passed by, the iron trash cans on the roadside were instantly twisted and deformed, and deep corrosion marks were left on the walls.

Yun Chu's cold expression remained unfazed by the strong wind. She didn't retreat, but instead tapped her toes on the slippery ground, her figure moving against the wind like a light cloud.

The seemingly ordinary ghost bell on the waist suddenly made a clear and melodious "hum" sound that contained the power of thunder. It was not the sound of a bell, but more like an invisible sword being unsheathed, instantly sweeping away the thick and sticky yin energy around it, forming a vacuum zone where spiritual light flowed!

"How dare you, you evil spirit, call yourself the Ghost King? Be punished!"

The "Talisman Sword" in Yun Chu's hand, which was formed by countless golden talismans, kept humming. As she shook her wrist quickly, it instantly turned into a dazzling golden rainbow, tearing through the inky night.

The sword light was not a simple slash, but contained the pure Taoist true yang and the mystery of countless runes flowing, and it met the giant claw of resentment with incredible precision!

“Swish—Bang!!!”

The golden talisman sword cut through the core of the giant claw condensed by resentment in an instant like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The giant claw was like a punctured boil, and it let out a shrill, inhuman scream. Sticky black resentment mixed with strange dark red light spots exploded violently, and the shock wave shook the nearby walls into dust.

The dark red light spot is exactly the original ghost blood that escaped from the Ghost King's body!

“Ouch——!!!”

A howl of pain and shock and anger came from deep underground. The sound seemed to penetrate the thick earth, shaking the ground in the entire area slightly.

The Ghost King obviously did not expect that the young Taoist priest's methods were so powerful and sharp, and that his strength could restrain him so much.

Yun Chu's attack was successful, and her offensive became even more powerful. She formed a seal with her left hand, like a blooming lotus, and shouted: "Thunder Qi, Lock the Evil!"

Several tiny azure electric snakes that contained terrifying destructive power appeared out of thin air and bit towards the core deep in the earth veins along the path of resentment torn open by the talisman sword.

Thunder magic is the nemesis of all evil, and any evil and foul energy will be destroyed upon contact with it.

"Damn it!" The underground ghost king became even more furious, and at the same time, he felt a strong fear and a hint of... panic!

It could feel that the power of thunder that was waiting to be unleashed was enough to cause it real heavy damage.

In this land vein that was eroded by it, it should have taken advantage of the geographical location, but it was completely suppressed by the opponent's extremely masculine and powerful strength and exquisite means!

Knowing that he could not defeat the enemy today, the Ghost King made a prompt decision!

All the cracks in the ground instantly gushed out thick, insoluble black resentment, as if a black jade bomb had exploded, instantly submerging the area within a radius of dozens of meters in a ghostly fog so thick that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

This smoke not only blocks sight, but also corrodes spiritual consciousness. The Ghost King uses this last trick to tear off a small part of his origin. With an unwilling roar, he turns into a filthy dark red blood light, breaks through the resentful fog, and flees towards the edge of the city in a panic!

It was so fast that it disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

"Escape technique?" Yun Chu waved his sleeves to clear away the thick fog, and the light of the talisman sword converged, sensing the evil aura that was rapidly moving away.

Yun Chu's eyes narrowed slightly. The Ghost King's escape was remarkably decisive. This beast was cunning and would surely be a threat in the future. Just as her consciousness was about to pursue and investigate its exact location, a feeling of weakness washed over her. The previous fierce battle had consumed him greatly, especially that sword strike that had condensed pure Yang energy.

After a moment's hesitation, the evil spirit completely disappeared in the complex magnetic field of the city.

***

Almost at the moment when the Ghost King escaped, in a dark alley several blocks away from Huaiyin Road.

A frail young woman (Liu Qingyan), carrying a lunch box she'd just left at the factory, is hurrying to her rental apartment. Born on the first day of the tenth month of the Xinhai year of the lunar calendar, at the hour of Zi, she possesses the rare "four pillars of pure Yin" destiny, naturally endowed with an inherent Yin energy and a sensitive and fragile constitution.

Such a heavy midnight resentment made her feel dizzy, her steps unsteady, and she felt like a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making it difficult to breathe.

When the escaping light formed by the Ghost King's original resentment and mixed with dark red ghost blood passed over the city like a dirty meteor, Liu Qingyan felt an indescribable coldness suddenly enveloped her completely.

Liu Qingyan shuddered violently, her vision went dark, and the lunch box in her hands fell to the ground with a clang. She leaned against the cold wall to avoid falling, but her consciousness became blurred in the extreme cold.

At the moment when her consciousness was sinking, the blood light attached to the origin accurately found this perfect "container" - Zhiyin's body was like a bright light in the dark night, and it had an irresistible attraction to the weak and collapsing Ghost King.

The dark red blood light silently seeped into Liu Qingyan's Baihui acupoint.

After a moment, Liu Qingyan (whose body was now controlled by the Ghost King) slowly stood up. The panic and fatigue that belonged to a woman in her eyes faded like a tide, replaced by a deep and unfathomable darkness.

Liu Qingyan raised her hand and gently brushed a strand of hair scattered on her forehead. Her movements were filled with an almost bewitching elegance that she had never had before.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingyan's mouth.