"A troubleso evil spirit! How much more do you wish to provoke the wrath of the Noble Zhang Family when you can't even withstand it?"
In the underworld, Eldest Master ng suddenly felt the tremor brought by this third arrow. It gave him chills. He had already sent the Evil Ghosts to gnaw at the ruins of the City of the Dead, thinking that the little evil spirit would be flustered. The Great Evil Spirit on the Divine Descent Platform would have to consider its own safety first, yet unexpectedly, the opponent unleashed yet another terrifying arrow.
Especially the commotion this and the previous one caused, it made him uneasy. Why, if you want to haunt Noble Zhang, just haunt Noble Zhang, but how dare you destroy the Dragon Throne sealed in Shangjing? That Dragon Throne was sealed by the Ten Surnas together. It is incredibly important for the grand plan concerning the Stone Pavilion. How did this evil spirit ss things up? Also, how did he know about the existence of this Dragon Throne? It was secretly sealed back then! I dare not gamble anymore...
The third arrow had already astonished Eldest Master ng. Who knew what the fourth arrow would bring?
"Twenty-eight Ghost Generals and twelve Green Headed Ghost Kings, hurry and capture this evil spirit!"
Now, he did not need the Zhang family to urge him. He hurriedly commanded his Yin Ghosts, rushing towards the Stone Platform to quickly seize the Divine Descent Platform.
Upon hearing his orders, the City of the Dead was instantly engulfed in a sweep of dark clouds. Various Ghost Generals and Ghost Kings, donned in heavy armor and of strange appearances, dashed past the wooden boat he was riding, each leading thousands of little ghosts, rushing urgently toward Hu Ma. What he was driving now were no longer the common little ghosts found everywhere in the underworld but genuinely the Evil Ghosts raised by the ng family.
In this world of ferocious Evil Gods and Evil Ghosts, half were known to the Zhensui Mansion, while the other half were mostly drawn into the ng family's fold. Of course, so were originally noted by the Zhensui Mansion but were later enticed by the ng family. With just a single command, they would sweep across with such force that it could crush a city in an instant. This kind of ghost soldier invasion was like a fierce wind, known as black fur wind, said to co from within the underworld.
Those in the Path liked to describe this black fur wind with weight. When the black fur wind swept past, if one captured a wisp of it in hand and weighed it on a scale, it was considered wind if it weighed less than three mace, and a baleful entity if more than three mace. And now, with Eldest Master ng personally ordering, it was feared to be closing in on one tael, already counted as a top-tier black fur baleful entity.
"I warned you, your ng family chose the wrong person to provoke this ti..."
Hu Ma, at this mont, also gritted his teeth. After sending out the letter, a fierce and savage presence rose in his heart. Facing the Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals, overwhelming and terrifying, he refused to retreat even half a step. Instead, he stepped forward onto the "thriving" spot of the Stone Platform. At this mont, the entire Stone Platform beca his ally, continuously providing him strength. In the next mont, he unleashed his cultivation, which was at the level of four incense sticks. His Dharma Form beca ferocious and terrifying, unpredictable, as he faced forward.
He knew that by this ti the Reincarnator would have heard the ssage he had sent and would definitely take action. As long as he could withstand the ng family's might, the longer he held out, the better the news would be, and he could enjoy a good show.
BOOM!
The Dharma Form stood four zhangs tall, with a green face and fangs, more ghostly than the Ghost Kings. From thin air, it conjured two large hamrs. These were left here by Fourth Miss Zhou. She had left in such a hurry that she didn't take them. Now Hu Ma, deciding to exert all his strength, naturally picked them up and smashed down on an incoming Ghost King, pulverizing it into pieces.
"Eighteen Sky Bombing Techniques!"
"Thirty-Six Ground Strikes!"
"Dragon Python Flipping Step, Jade Girl Embroidery Waist..."
"..."
At the sa ti, Hu Ma showed his true skills, and Master Ping also beca spirited. Hu Ma originally didn't know how to wield hamrs, but Master Ping began to instruct him, revealing each trump card one by one. Hu Ma had a solid foundation; any trump card or technique, as soon as it was in his hands, could be executed with form and style. Naturally, it wasn't completely refined; he could at most comprehend about one or two tenths of it.
But it was enough.
Those Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals, charging with great montum, seed endless, but in fact, they were confined by the Stone Platform and couldn't all rush onto it. They had the montum, but when they reached him, they could only co up one by one.
But once they ca up, they ran into Hu Ma. He had pushed open the three mansion gates, his Dharma Form was fully achieved, and he was fortified by the Purple Tai Sui, making his Lifebound Spirit Temple unbreakably sturdy. Before having the Purple Tai Sui, as soon as this black fur baleful wind blew, Hu Ma would have little vitality left. But with the Purple Tai Sui's support, he was nearly unaffected by this black fur baleful wind. No matter how sinister the other side's ghost qi was, when they reached the Stone Platform, a hamr would smash down, making the Ghost Generals wail and cry in pain. When his spirits were high, he would even take a bite to fill his belly.
"Why is that guy's hamr so heavy?"
Suddenly seeing this scene, even Eldest Master ng was a bit surprised, staring fixedly at Hu Ma. Beside him, a little ghost wearing a high hat and holding an account book quickly flipped through a few pages and urgently reported, "To report to Old Master, the two large hamrs in his hand belong to Fourth Miss Zhou."
"Back then, when Fourth Miss Zhou refused to marry into our family and wanted to make a big fuss, to appease her, it was the Elder Grandmother who ordered a pair of hamrs to be crafted using eighteen hundred catties of Ming King bones, plus the Purple Tai Sui, as compensation for her."
"These two hamrs are called the Ming King Drumsticks. The Elder Grandmother let her carry them to find the person she wanted to marry, saying whoever could defeat her, she would marry."
"...To be precise, these are the treasures of our ng family, but I don't know how they ended up in the hands of the evil spirit!"
"..."
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Listening to this, Eldest Master ng was furious. "Since that girl refused to marry, why give her such treasures?"
The little ghost with the high hat shrank its neck; this matter was too complicated, and it couldn't explain.
But even Eldest Master ng didn't know that the heaviness of Hu Ma's hamrs wasn't due to what kind of hamrs they were. His entire Dharma Form had four arms; the upper two arms held fists, with a General Order in one and a wordless seal in the other. These two Magical Treasures hadn't been used, but their weight was genuine. Hu Ma had borrowed these hamrs, using their weight to smash the ghosts.
But Eldest Master ng didn't know and only thought he was leveraging the hamrs' power. Seeing Hu Ma flaunt his might, his Dharma Form rolling, performing all kinds of trump cards, roaring like thunder, he was actually holding the Stone Platform steadily alone, with thousands of Evil Ghosts unable to step beyond.
Clearly, he doesn't have such overwhelming skill, but he's holding every advantage, making him extrely troubleso, uncatchable.
"Isn't it said that Negative Spirits overco Shousui? How... how can't they take him down?" Third Master Zhang beside him grew anxious, shouting loudly.
"Is this a matter of overcoming?" Eldest Master ng grew even more furious at the man's ignorance. Shousui n naturally have their strengths. Even the fiercest walking ghost couldn't be a match for Shousui n in a fight on the arena. Now, it wasn't just about fighting; everything favorable is on the opponent's side. Evil Ghosts, no matter how vicious, can only use their own weaknesses to attack the opponent's overwhelming strengths... In fact, the best way to deal with that fellow is to wait for the dismantling of the Stone Platform. Without its support, I could just raise a hand and capture him. But this Stone Platform is the foundation of the ng family in the City of the Dead, built with great effort; it also takes ti to dismantle. Should I really ask the ancestors for help?
This thought flashed in his mind, but he couldn't bear it. After all, everything was prepared, and he still wished to capture this evil spirit alive.
Only by capturing this evil spirit alive can we be most certain of reclaiming the Zhensui Mansion from the Hu Family.
「● ● ●」
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
And at this very mont, on the Divine Descent Platform, Mr. Longjing was completely focused, ignoring what was happening on the Stone Platform, just slowly attending to his own business. He had already fired three arrows, and this ti, he was becoming more adept. His sleeves billowed high as he kowtowed to two talismanic evils on the scarecrow before him, a look of relief appearing on his face. He watched as these two talismanic evils surged straight into the sky.
The Yin wind howled, piercing through yin and yang. Billowing resentful sha surged out of the underworld, causing dark clouds in the mortal world to cover the sun, and ten thousand ghosts to wail.
HISS!
One of these Evil Arrows shot straight west, landing in so desolate wilderness where people usually wouldn't go, a place that looked as if it had been barren for a long ti. In the old fire pit, it imdiately stirred up a plu of bone ash, and from within, it seed a person sighed softly.
CREAK...
「In Gunzhou, within the blood food mine」
Old Calculation was leading Wuya, kowtowing to the ancestral master's tablet before them. Just monts ago, when fortune had swirled and it seed as if sothing had broken free in Shangjing and flown out, he had felt a sense of foreboding, as if shrouded in shadow. He was anxious to ask the ancestral master what had happened.
But unexpectedly, just as he had kowtowed three tis, the Copper Coins still in his hand and not yet cast, a cracking sound was heard. The ancestral master's tablet placed before him had actually split open. This shock was no small matter; he almost fainted. Who? Who possesses such great power that they can curse the ancestral master? And that place... surely no one could find it?
"..."
And the other arrow shot straight through great mountains, landing on the old tree growing in the old residence in Shima Town. With a sudden WHOOSH, the old tree instantly began to tremble violently, its countless leaves falling like rain as it uttered a panicked cry.
"What?"
This commotion instantly made an old farr, who was ditating cross-legged under the tree, open his eyes. He wore a simple cloth robe, his skin dark. He had just returned from Guazhou and was contemplating the underlying principles of the events that had transpired there. The mont he sensed the arrow, his heart first clenched slightly, then his eyes widened in shock.
Is it Martial Uncle? Martial Uncle Longjing, he's actually still alive?
"..."
A low MOAN...
The wind howled through its crown, and the old tree, its branches and leaves shaking, seed to be trembling as it spoke: "If he's not dead, then he's not dead, fine..."
"...But why did he shoot ?"
"..."
Big Senior Brother leaped to his feet. Everyone in Not Eating Beef had thought that with Big Senior Brother's temperant, nothing could make him tense. But at this mont, he was as excited as a child. He first kowtowed three tis in the direction the arrow had co from, then stood up and said softly, "Twenty years. A full twenty years have passed, and finally, an order from Martial Uncle has arrived..."
"Quickly summon the Disciples of the Jin, Liu, and Cai branches of Not Eating Beef! Follow ... to slay the dragon!"
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