This is the Dragon Vein of a nation. If we can expel the evil energy within it and extract the essence of the Dragon Vein to inject into the current Dragon Vein of the Fla Country, perhaps it might enhance the national fortune of the Fla Country.
This is the last gift left to the Fla Country by the old Celestial Master.
The Evil Dragon Vein has been resealed, the commotion was so great that even the entire 750 Bureau felt the violent tremors from the ground, accompanied by the muffled sound of rock layers cracking, and rubble poured down like torrential rain.
Many buildings in the 750 Bureau were smashed into pieces by the falling rocks.
Many people lay motionless on the ground.
"Quick, quick to the shelter!"
"Activate the protection, activate the protection, imdiately report to the Director."
"Where is the Director? Why can’t we reach him?"
"Are you crazy? It’s the Director’s retreat ti. Let’s find the Vice Director instead."
"Why can’t we contact the Vice Director either? How did the top brass of the 750 Bureau all go missing together?"
"Oh no, the rocks are falling in that direction, that’s the cell holding the Umbrella Girl."
The entire 750 Bureau beca extrely chaotic.
The ground cracked open, forming a giant abyssal mouth, and many unstable people fell into the ground crevices, their voices vanishing instantly.
"Help! Help! Soone save !"
Many people shouted as they fell into the cracks, rcilessly devoured by the Abyss.
Among them, a muscular, white-haired old man suddenly appeared here.
He looked around solemnly, grabbing hold of a falling companion with his bulging forearm veins, lifting the person up.
Behind him was a golden fox dressed in Taoist robes, clutching a shimring long sword.
"Be careful, Sword Immortal Fox, release the Ten Thousand Swords Technique."
"Everyone, hold tightly onto the Sword Immortal Fox’s sword, don’t fall into the cracks."
The old man shouted loudly, showing an anxious expression on his face.
"It’s the Vice Director, the Vice Director is here."
"We’re saved."
"Oh no, the Ghost Bride has appeared."
From a distance ca ear-piercing screams, seemingly indicating that many people had already suffered.
This earthquake unleashed many indescribable entities from the storage boxes.
"Found you, my lord."
A silvery bell-like laughter ca from the side, and the old man felt a chill invade his body, and his vision suddenly darkened.
His sight was stripped away, making him like a blind man, but the old man stood motionless.
A scent of incense mixed with a faint sll of decay wafted through, a seductive voice whispering in the old man’s ear: "My lord, am I beautiful?"
From an outsider’s perspective, a slightly blue and purple slender jade hand covered the old man’s eyes.
A partially exposed jade-like face peeked out from under a blood-colored veil, with crow-black hair cascading to her waist, pallid fingertips entwined with faded red ribbons, her hands adorned with ten-centiter-long red Sharp Claws, and red fabric shoes on her feet, with a string of Bells attached.
The scarlet bridal robe emitted a pale blue ghostly glow, and blue-purple tattoos appeared on her pale skin.
A gentle breeze lifted the veil, revealing the delicate face of the Ghost Bride, though her complexion was iron-blue, and blood oozed from the corners of her eyes, creating a rather eerie appearance.
The Ghost Bride, an indescribable entity archived in the 750 Bureau, ranked tenth, skilled in using Ghost Concealnt to obscure the vision of Humans or Exotic Beasts.
She would lure humans and Exotic Beasts to step by step into her Ghost Palanquin.
Once a human entered the Ghost Palanquin, they would be stripped of their vitality, turning into a pile of bones.
If she truly encountered the right marriage partner, the Ghost Bride would sign a Nether Contract, hold a Nether Marriage, and use a special manner to wed a Pet Beast Master, protecting him along his journey.
This is also another type of contract, not requiring a Contract Position, but the conditions for signing a Nether Contract are quite stringent, not only needing the birthdates to match but also requiring the recovery of the Ghost Bride’s lost headpiece.
The sixteen-horse Ghost Palanquin appeared amidst the thin mist, gradually becoming visible, accompanied by nurous seductive female voices.
The Palanquin was entirely blood red, with the decaying box made of locust wood covered with claw marks of varying depths, with scarlet bloodstains seeping from each crack.
The red lanterns hanging from the four corners emitted a ghostly blue light, the color on the lanterns as vivid as blood, with a few drops of blood occasionally dripping down from the bottom of the lanterns.
The Octagonal Copper Bell hanging from the Ghost Palanquin’s handle was covered with rust, jingling in the grim wind.
Inside the Ghost Palanquin, the lights were bright, with won’s playful voices heard from ti to ti.
The Ghost Bride was not alone; many people suddenly had their vision obscured by a pair of pale hands, dragged into the decaying Ghost Palanquin, with no sound after a short while.
The humans caught by the Ghost Bride also let out ear-piercing screams.
Soon, blood began to seep from the curtains of the Ghost Palanquin, gradually being absorbed by it.
After devouring the blood, the Ghost Palanquin’s color turned even more scarlet.
"Everyone, keep away from , don’t get close to avoid being targeted by the Ghost Bride."
"Sword Immortal Fox, Demon-breaking Sword."
The Sword Immortal Fox, holding the Immortal Sword, revealed golden patterns on the sword blade.
It held the Immortal Sword in its mouth, striking towards the Ghost Bride covering the old man at an extrely precise angle.
The Ghost Bride was unguarded, and the Immortal Sword pierced right through her chest, eliciting a sharp, ear-piercing scream from her.
Black gas spewed from the wound.
A sizzle was heard as the Ghost Bride exploded like a deflating balloon.
Nurous blood red scraps of cloth fluttered in the air, emitting a stench.
Only then did the old man recover his sight.
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