Soul Summoner, He Liansheng.
At this mont, the one-eyed old man ignored all the rules of Taiping Ancient Town and revealed his na, as if intending to re-enter the supernatural circle and regain the spirit of his youth.
Once he thought of leaving Taiping Ancient Town to explore the outside world, but various rules and taboos bound him, forcing him to stay.
Responsibility and mission bent his back.
Until today, he only slightly straightened his chest.
This wasn't for any grievances or passions, just to protect this ancestral hall and the red coffin behind it.
"This is not a place for your recklessness."
He Liansheng's wrinkled face bore an extrely serious expression.
Behind him.
The ghostly figures seed to be increasing.
Among these figures were n and won, young children, and elderly people, each one unique.
These people represented the past of Taiping Ancient Town, entities long dead.
He Liansheng used so uncanny supernatural power, using ancestral tablets as a dium, to present past people into the present.
This phenonon resembled a soul summoning.
Thus, He Liansheng gained the title of Soul Summoner.
But the dead from the past cannot linger long in the present, especially those from Taiping Ancient Town who were once in the supernatural circle and controlled ghosts, making it extrely difficult to summon past ghost controllers, and their stay is incredibly short, with the longest period no more than a stick of incense.
However, if it were only this, then the title of Soul Summoner would be rely a triviality, insufficient to earn the confidence of others in Taiping Ancient Town.
The truly terrifying thing about He Liansheng is that he summons the dead from the past, who possess their supernatural powers during their stay.
"This old thing, does he have such a trick up his sleeve? He didn't take Yang Jian seriously when they confronted each other before. No, such ability must co with a price. He doesn't want to use it, it's just that"
Leuk San appeared grave, watching those terrifying figures gradually erge.
He felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.
Yet, as pieces of paper like skin peeled off his body, the deadly old corpse gradually revealed itself, adding so confidence.
No one knows better than him how terrifying this old corpse is.
Therefore, he doesn't think this old man nad He Liansheng could withstand it.
"If you regret it now, it's not too late, I can let you go. After all, I'm not going to live for many more years, the future belongs to the younger generation like you. Fighting to death with is truly a foolish thing to do."
He Liansheng said harshly, making a final admonition.
So people from Taiping Ancient Town will need to move outside in the future, so he doesn't want to leave behind this vendetta for the next generation.
"I've said, since I've co, I won't leave easily, I must avenge today's hatred." Leuk San said coldly.
"Understood." He Liansheng nodded slightly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly figure behind him took a few steps forward, twisted for a mont, then disappeared in front of them.
In the next mont.
Leuk San's vision abruptly went dark, and he was enveloped in darkness as if engulfed by it.
Imdiately, he felt an indescribable icy coldness invading his body, as if an unseen ghost was trying to kill him.
But it's useless.
His body now resembled a real ghost, terrifying and chilling.
Without any confidence, Leuk San wouldn't dare to co again alone to this ancestral hall to settle accounts with this old thing.
Soon.
The icy feeling on his body dissipated like smoke, such supernatural attacks ca fiercely but also faded quickly, without causing him the slightest impact, and the darkness surrounding him also retreated.
No.
It wasn't darkness surrounding Leuk San but rather his eyes went blind, losing sightfulness, and nothing around him changed.
Yet as his sight gradually recovered.
Heavy footsteps echoed in his ears, along with the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground.
Leuk San squinted slightly, in the dim, shadowy vision, he saw a terrifying black ghost approaching him, but its figure was blurred as if it could disappear at any mont.
However, in the next instant.
An iron chain clanged, and the cold, heavy chain landed directly on him, rapidly binding him.
A terrifying force ca from both ends, as the chain tightened, twisting Leuk San's body.
He was sowhat surprised.
One must know that he is currently in the form of a ghost, if an ordinary ghost controller were attacked like this, they would certainly die instantly.
"Such thods won't kill ." Leuk San said expressionlessly as his body struggled.
The eerie old corpse seed to awaken at this mont, extraordinarily terrifying; rely struggling caused the chain to creak, while being eroded, the chain was disappearing at a perceptible speed.
He Liansheng's face showed a look of surprise: "Even this can't trap this guy?"
"Bang!"
In the next mont, Leuk San forcefully broke free from the chains, snapping them, leaving only a few marks on that worn old corpse, which quickly faded with ti.
He Liansheng glanced behind him.
Three blurred figures were moving together towards Leuk San.
Leuk San decided to counterattack; he didn't want to keep confronting, because his state couldn't last much longer, otherwise, once this old corpse lost control, he would be completely dood.
His arm slowly moved.
The arm was dark, cyan, with bits of corpse spots, emitting an indelible stench, as if a long-buried corpse had risen again.
But even such an arm lit up the surrounding light once lifted, dispersing the accumulated water in the ancestral hall.
He Liansheng was similarly affected.
At this mont, He Liansheng felt a chill of horror, as if his life was being controlled by that terrifying old corpse, linked together.
This uncontrollable feeling made him realize sothing was wrong.
Suddenly.
Leuk San suddenly froze, his whole body immobilized, motionless in place.
The ergence of so kind of supernatural power interfered with his actions.
Imdiately after, an ethereal figure swiftly approached, a hand with red-painted nails seed to appear out of thin air, covering Leuk San's face, and then ruthlessly tore off his entire face.
The face was flawless, without a scratch or damage.
Then.
The third ethereal figure was pressed against Leuk San's back.
A fla ignited, and the ethereal figure and Leuk San burned together, just like Li Jun's Ghost Fla.
A series of supernatural attacks were consecutively falling on Leuk San, each one lethal enough to instantly kill an ordinary ghost handler.
It's quite astounding that Leuk San could endure for so long.
At this mont, Leuk San was burning and showed no signs of stopping, his whole body rapidly disappearing in the firelight, becoming a pile of ashes.
Did he just die like this before their eyes?
"Is he dead?" He Liansheng frowned, sowhat incredulous.
The pile of ashes before him was indeed real.
But under the cover of the firelight, he could not glimpse more of the truth.
"Your ans are indeed terrifying, but that's all. Killing one of my paper n is so laborious, and do you know how many such paper n I have?"
But imdiately.
On the walls surrounding the shrine, one paper Leuk San after another flipped inside, each paper man had a living face and a terrifyingly old ghostly body under it, just like the one burned earlier.
A dozen paper Leuk Sans appeared, directly besieging He Liansheng.
It turned out the Leuk San that He Liansheng painstakingly eradicated earlier was just one among these dozen paper n.
"That's impossible, just now..."
He Liansheng's pale eyeballs subtly shifted, initially bewildered, then realizing sothing.
"I see, it's that old corpse, everything originates from the corpse under the paper man, that corpse is the final paper man, but not the last one."
Leuk San said, "Now you understand, but it's too late, I've used my harsh thods, I can fight to the death with anyone in the supernatural circle, and you're no exception."
Behind He Liansheng, the ethereal figure twisted and dissipated, seeming to have reached the limit and could not be maintained.
"You are indeed a dangerous person, precisely because of this I have to kill you."
All the Leuk Sans surrounded, each possessing a chillingly old corpse, at this mont these corpses all slowly raised their arms, lifting that decaying hand.
The supernatural was being pushed back, the smoke was dissipating.
All the spirit tablets on the shrine began to topple one after another.
The next mont, Leuk San's arm drooped powerlessly.
As if a dying person took their last breath.
This was a supernatural attack capable of forcibly depriving a living person's life.
Just one could eliminate any ghost handler, and now there were a dozen attacks coming at once.
He Liansheng faced a dozen such terrifying old corpses, before he could think more, life seed to be forcibly stripped from him, his whole expression was deathly gray, no longer able to move.
Leuk San glanced at him, quickly approaching with one of the paper n, and then lifted a hand to strangle He Liansheng's neck.
He had seen many cases of ghost handlers coming back to life, so he didn't want it to happen.
With a slight force in his hand, the neck previously slashed by Yang Jian was not yet fully healed, at this mont it was easily removed by him.
"Dead for sure."
Leuk San could not sense the presence of life, thus determining the situation.
He dared not linger here.
Because after a ghost handler dies, cos the revival of fierce ghosts.
After hurriedly throwing down the Dead Man's Head, he began a swift retreat.
Because the opponent's last attack had found his weakness, if there were any accomplices still around, he risked being finished.
With the person dead, Leuk San did not want to risk staying longer.
A dozen paper n quickly stepped over the water, climbed the wall, and their footsteps rapidly faded away.
At the scene.
He Liansheng's headless body still stood there, and a Dead Man's Head floated on the water.
A mont later.
"Dead, dead?"
Boss Liu ca out from the back hall, dumbfounded at the scene.
"How is this possible, how could he be killed by that young guy just like this? Why was the Soul Summoning only able to summon a few souls, and why didn't it summon the most crucial ones?"
He couldn't comprehend or accept that He Liansheng died just like this.
Although that person nad Leuk San was indeed formidable, in a true fight, whether He Liansheng would die was another matter, but he could definitely take Leuk San down.
As Boss Liu was wondering.
At the back of the shrine.
That red coffin underwent a change.
First, the spirit tablets on the coffin suddenly shattered into a pile of wood chips, then the heavy coffin lid was abruptly lifted.
A young female corpse sat up, eyes violently opening.
A faceless man nearby heard the commotion and looked this way.
He knew the resurrection was successful.
Because he sensed a trace of life.
The female corpse in the red coffin sat stiffly for quite so ti, but the eyes that opened gradually gained so vitality.
"Wasn't I already dead?" she looked around, everything seed both familiar and unfamiliar.
Familiar because the architectural style here was the sa as in Taiping Town.
Unfamiliar because everything was flooded, as if subrged.
Finally, when she saw the faceless person standing in the flood not far away, mories abruptly resurfaced.
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