"Clang, clang..."
The iron chains coiled and intertwined, pointing straight ahead.
Two red-clothed ghosts had fled over twenty meters, but still could not escape.
In everyone's sight, they were pierced by the iron chains and their bodies were held fast.
At the same time, the iron chains tightened, accompanied by the shrill screams of the two red-clothed ghosts.
"Ah..."
With two loud bangs, red mist filled the air.
The two powerful red-clothed ghosts instantly exploded, vanishing into thin air...
After the two red-clothed ghosts died, the iron chains that had shot out from our chests also disappeared.
The terrifying, chilling aura that emanated from them also subsided.
Mo and I, almost simultaneously, fell to our knees with two thuds.
We were gasping for breath, our bodies trembling uncontrollably, sweat pouring like rain.
The world spun around us, our vision blurred, and all we could hear was a "buzzing" ringing in our ears.
All the ghost lifespan lamp oil we had collected before was instantly depleted in this moment.
Mind you, I had killed so many ghosts before, and even consumed a human elemental yang lifespan pill to extend my life by three years.
Yet now, even the lamp oil was gone.
The cost in lifespan for this spell must have been considerable.
No wonder the Four Ghosts of Chimei Wangliang warned us not to use this technique unless facing death.
The side effects were truly immense.
"Qin Ze!"
"Brother Qin, Brother Mo!"
"..."
Before the surrounding specters could react, everyone had rushed to surround us.
Everyone was stunned by what had just happened.
They didn't know what kind of sorcery we had performed.
But in an instant, it had instantly killed dozens of ghosts, plus two red-clothed ones. The method was incredibly powerful.
However, after casting the spell, Mo and I were already at our limit.
The crow daoist in the distance also gasped in shock.
The incantation he had just heard had filled him with fear.
He wasn't confident he could escape if he faced it.
But for him, everything was fine. Now, it was just the death of two red-clothed ghosts and dozens of ghost slaves.
Thinking of this, the crow daoist's lips curved into a cold sneer:
"Hahaha, what a shame, what a pity.
This technique is powerful, but it still cannot change your fate.
Now, you can all rest assured and die!"
I vaguely heard the crow daoist laughing, but couldn't make out what he was saying.
Everyone helped me up and asked about my well-being with concern.
But my head was too dizzy to respond.
Staggering, I got to my feet with their support.
The next moment, I saw the paused ghost hordes once again letting out "ao ao" roars, and then charging forward like a tide.
At this point, I could no longer cast the Chimei Wangliang Suo.
Facing hundreds of ghosts, the twelve demon souls once again charged forward to fight and resist.
Everyone around also roared, raising their weapons to fight these ghosts to the death.
I looked at them, at the blurry figures and the ghost horde, and all I could hear besides the ringing in my ears and my heavy breathing was the grinding of my teeth.
"No, Qing Dai is still looking at me.
I will not die here, I will not..."
The last two words were almost a shout.
Even though I couldn't see clearly, I still tightly gripped my long sword and charged into the ghost horde again.
Having gone through countless life-and-death situations, how could I fall here, and how could I fall here!
As I charged out, Mo also roared:
"My fate will not end here!"
With that, he also gritted his teeth and charged forward.
The injured Yu Bo, Yun Hu, and others also roared.
"For the Dao, kill!"
"..."
In that instant, everyone was unleashing their all.
Even though they all knew they were on the brink of death.
But none of them wanted to die so ignominiously.
If they were to die, they would choose to die with dignity on the path of eradicating demons and protecting the righteous.
This was the Dao of our group.
The principles we adhered to and pursued since entering this line of work...
In the blink of an eye, the dense ghost horde surrounded us, on the verge of perishing.
But at that moment, a thunderous roar sounded from the left:
"Little Qin, Little Mo, Little Yao, Uncle-Master and Master are here!"
Following the roar,
On the roof to the left, an old man with a walrus mustache, covered in arcs of electricity and holding a broadsword, suddenly appeared.
The old man's body crackled with electricity, his upper body bulging.
The broadsword in his hand was particularly conspicuous.
As soon as he appeared, he leaped down and plunged into the ghost horde.
He swung the broadsword fiercely downwards.
Arcs of electricity rolled...
With a loud "bang" and crackling electricity,
Several evil ghost slaves were instantly killed.
The person who arrived was none other than Uncle-Master...
Not only that, but outside the village,
Hundreds of Wudang disciples, dressed as daoists in blue, yellow, or even red and purple robes, wielding peach wood swords, rushed forward rapidly.
From the village entrance, they continuously charged into the village, heading towards us...
Numerous voices echoed from outside the village:
"Act on behalf of Heaven, slay demons and eliminate devils!"
"Slay evil spirits, restore the righteous path!"
"Annihilate evil ghosts, bring clarity back to heaven and earth!"
"..."
Following those roars,
A yellow talisman shot up into the sky above our heads.
It hovered in mid-air, and as its radiance spread, a phantom image of a golden Tai Chi seal appeared.
Before everyone could understand what it was,
The roar of Cang Song Zhenren, the leader of the Dao Alliance and the sect master of Wudang, also suddenly sounded:
"Tai Chi Evil Extermination Formation, Tai Chi Golden Light Spirit Curse Great Method for Exterminating Evils,敕!"