The Fiery Corpse Cremation Array was not originally like this; rather, Yan Shouyi had improved upon the original foundation by incorporating the cremating flames of the Duànmù.
He buried jars of secret cremating oil at the entrance of the crematorium, setting up traps with mechanisms from the Lu Ban book. Once the Ghost King's forces arrived, the mechanisms would activate, spraying the secret oil, which would then be ignited by Duànmù. With the enhancement of the Fiery Corpse Cremation Array, the flames would burn endlessly, engulfing the Ghost King's entire contingent like a prairie fire.
At this moment, the cries of the Yu and Wei family juniors within the array echoed endlessly!
Whether they were extraordinary individuals or malevolent spirits, none could withstand Duànmù's flames. After all, these flames were used for cremating corpses, capable of burning away everything that remained of a person in this world, including their souls!
Watching the enemies writhe and howl in the inferno, the people at the crematorium fell silent.
It was not pity for the horrific scene before them.
What they thought of were the sins they had committed under the oppression of the Ghost King family.
This great fire burned not only enemies but also everyone's past.
From this moment on, they had no turning back. Either they would defeat the Ghost King family and restore Qiantang.
Or, they would face only death.
The firelight reflected on Xu Qian's face, the flames visible in his eyes. Despite his unhealed injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief as if a great burden had been lifted.
He looked up and said,
"Master, we've done it. I wonder where you are now. If you knew everything I've done, you would surely be proud of me, wouldn't you?"
Ying Jiu laughed, "It's truly thanks to Mr. Yan. The entire forces of the Yu and Wei families have come. If it were just us, we wouldn't be able to resist. But now that they are surrounded by flames, perhaps we can win without losing a single soldier!"
Everyone praised Yan Shouyi profusely. After all, Yan Shouyi had indeed been of great help this time. They even forgot that Yan Shouyi had not yet returned.
Just as everyone was rejoicing, the flames outside the crematorium were suddenly torn in half by force!
As if a vacuum had formed, only Yu Jinbo, Yu Jinhong, and Wei Qin remained!
These three Ghost Kings were not dead!
Everyone instantly stopped smiling and their expressions turned grave. Duànmù said in a low voice, "We rejoiced too soon. These three are Ghost Kings after all, not so easily dealt with."
The flames were blocked, and the three Ghost Kings drifted out of the fire, finally breaching the entrance of the crematorium.
Their expressions were all extremely grim.
Looking back, their own juniors were no longer even capable of howling. In the burning flames, their souls had scattered!
"My descendants... my kin... all their souls have scattered!"
Wei Qin roared, "Today, I will dye your crematorium red with blood, and repay this blood debt!"
From the beginning, the three Ghost Kings had not taken the crematorium personnel seriously, believing this to be a simple extermination mission.
However, once they ascended the mountain, their forces were ambushed repeatedly, and losses began to occur.
Even then, Wei Qin felt no distress. After all, he had lived for centuries and had countless descendants; the death of a few was nothing significant.
But now, all the descendants Wei Qin had brought had been annihilated, including the soul of his own son, whom Wei Qin had raised for centuries!
He might not care about others, but that was his own son!
Wei Qin trembled with rage. If he were still in a living body, he would have likely suffered a critical surge of anger and vomited blood.
If Wei Qin was like this, Yu Jinbo and Yu Jinhong were even more furious, almost to the point of losing their sanity.
This was merely a small crematorium!
They had never taken it seriously!!
Yet, from such a small crematorium, they had paid such a tragic price!
"Unforgivable, unforgivable!!!"
Yu Jinhong floated in mid-air, his body exuding formidable ghostly energy. A killing intent flashed across his brow, and without any hesitation, he plunged directly into the crowd!
Wei Qin followed closely behind!
Only Yu Jinbo did not attack, but his expression was also extremely grim, as if he were trying to restrain himself.
But Yu Jinhong and Wei Qin had no need for restraint!
They charged into the crowd, their claws flailing, instantly beheading several disciples of various folk sects.
Wei Qin even forcibly grabbed a few individuals and bit off half their bodies! Da Feng Novel Network
Compared to the Fiery Corpse Cremation Array earlier, the crematorium now was awash with blood, strewn with severed limbs and remains, truly resembling a hell on earth!
Xu Qian sat in his chair, unable to move due to his injuries. He looked at the ferocious Ghost Kings, a trace of fear appearing in his eyes.
Was this what Ghost Kings were like?
Murderers who did not bat an eye, like demons descended upon the mortal world.
Although they possessed human appearances, their hearts no longer considered humans as people, did they?
Could such powerful adversaries truly be dealt with by humans?
No, Yan Shouyi had once slain a Ghost King of the Zhou family!
Xu Qian could barely imagine the immense courage and strength Yan Shouyi must have possessed when he was abandoned by everyone in Xiaoshan and faced the Zhou family Ghost King alone.
"Everyone, calm down, calm down!!" Duànmù shouted. "Ghost Kings are not invincible. Let's stick together, don't scatter!"
Not all members of the crematorium were rookies. After a brief period of chaos, they quickly regrouped. Led by Duànmù and Ying Jiu, they displayed their unique abilities. Although they still could not contend with the two Ghost Kings, they at least managed to prevent any more from falling into their hands.
However, by this point, several comrades had already perished under Yu Jinhong and Wei Qin's assault, including the corpse-herder Zhong Yan.
"Zhong Yan is dead..."
Long Feichen was not very familiar with others, but he had spoken with Zhong Yan a few times and had spent the last few days with him.
He had personally witnessed Zhong Yan being grabbed by Yu Jinhong, who then bit off his upper body and casually tossed the lower half aside like trash.
"Bastards... you bastards!!"
Long Feichen was filled with fury. He took out the Palm Thunder talismans Yan Shouyi had left him, summoned the Palm Thunder, and fiercely struck Yu Jinhong!
Yu Jinhong, caught off guard by this move from within the crowd, sustained a minor injury from the Palm Thunder.
But he paid no mind to this slight injury. Instead, those Palm Thunder talismans caught his attention!
"Palm Thunder, the signature technique of the Maoshan sect!"
Yu Jinhong instantly locked onto Long Feichen, reaching out to grab him, and simultaneously shouted, "Brother, I've found that Maoshan Daoist!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Jinbo transformed into a mass of ghostly energy and swept forward!
The reason he had not acted earlier was to conserve his strength to deal with the "mysterious" Maoshan Daoist and Shen Shuzhen!
Long Feichen wielded the Caiwei Sword, barely fending off Yu Jinhong. In the next instant, he was engulfed by Yu Jinbo's ghostly energy and swept into the sky!
"Brother Long!" Xu Qian exclaimed in alarm.