Chapter 176 The Underworld

"If you want to fight, then fight. Now that I've become powerful, I miss the thrill of risking my life with a knife back when I first entered the martial world!"

Hu Ma nodded to Senior Xiang Longjing, stretched his arms and legs, and slowly walked forward, his movements relaxed. However, his black robe...

Because he understood from the beginning that a task of this level required both secrecy and was multifaceted. If he wanted to accomplish it, he would either have to use the Zhenchui Jijin Jian (Soul Suppressing Golden Mace) or borrow the power of a transmigrator.

Therefore, he didn't bring the Fa Guan Dadao (Official Punishment Broadsword) that he was used to using.

Although he looked like he had nothing on him, as he circulated his energy, the cracking sounds of his tendons and bones gradually revealed a fierce aura that even his black robe couldn't hide, giving him the chilling aura of a wronged ghost from Wangsi Cheng (City of Wrongful Deaths).

"Aiya, save me..."

Seeing Hu Ma approaching, the group of evil ghosts chained to the big pot panicked, trembling and howling. Suddenly, they squatted down and pulled out bone firewood from under the pot, and struck Hu Ma's head.

At the same time, they shouted incessantly, "Someone is trying to steal the immortal soup! Those who can move, come and help!"

"The evil spirits from the courtyard have run to the immortal cauldron! Come and help!"

"..."

Their shouts immediately caused chaos around them. Those who were still able to move in the depths of the ruins were alarmed and rushed to this place in a panic, "Quick, quick, get your weapons, get your weapons..."

"Where's Zhou Jia Sier (Zhou Family Fourth Girl)? Why isn't she here? Go and ask Zhou Jia Sier to come and help!"

"Ah, is she again..."

"..."

"Shua!"

The surroundings were in chaos. In front of him, a white mass of bones struck his face, the chains rattled, and ghostly faces flickered before him.

However, Hu Ma had already prepared himself when he stepped forward. Although he didn't seem to be moving fast, he knew the danger of this place and intended to resolve the matter quickly...

...Of course, this was definitely not to deliberately show off anything, but simply because he knew that the longer the night, the more dreams there would be!

Welcoming the countless ghostly figures that swept up a yin wind and rushed towards him, he suddenly lifted the black robe wrapped around him, his aura surging. In an instant, he used three pillars of Daoxing (Taoist cultivation), his feet shuffling, giving him a hint of the mystical ability to shrink the ground into inches, directly charging into the group of evil ghosts.

He only left one pillar of Daoxing to defend himself in case of unexpected changes. With all three pillars of Daoxing unleashed, his body was like a furnace, his strength heavy, how fierce was he?

With a crash, the robust physique of the Shousui Ren (New Year's Eve Watcher), blessed by three pillars of Daoxing, shattered all the bone sticks that struck him. Half of the ghostly figures in front of him were destroyed by his momentum.

The next moment, he first used Banlan Chui (Obstructing Hammer), suppressing a group of ghostly figures. Then, he waved his hand like a whip. In an instant, most of the evil ghosts that pounced out from the side of the pot were crushed by his Suo Hun Bian (Soul-Locking Whip).

Only at this moment did he vaguely realize, "Actually, my skills are enough."

Since entering the Fu (mansion), he had learned the Dawei Tiangong Jiangjun Yin (Great Mighty Heavenly General Seal) from Bu Shi Niu Chu (Butcher Bu), listened to Hou Er Jiu’s (Monkey Wine) advice, and taken a big step, directly pushing open the second door of the mansion. He also borrowed the opportunity to establish the Zhenchui Fu's (Soul Suppressing Bureau) prestige, killing ghosts and eating Qi (energy), in a grand and magnificent manner, laying a solid foundation for his Dharma form.

The most crucial step was to display his Dharma form, holding the Wuzi Yin (Wordless Seal) in his hand, suppressing the immortal Qi (energy) of Yan Family Old Master, and cutting off his head, completing his merits and pushing open the third door of the mansion.

Each of these steps was unimaginable for an ordinary Shousui, although the speed was fast, the foundation was extremely solid and up to standard.

He hadn't been able to pay attention to it before because the level of the Zhenchui Fu was there. As long as he held the Zhenchui Jijin Jian, even the greatest skills would appear dim, and even the Fa Guan Dadao would attract most of the attention.

After all, when you're holding a knife and hacking at someone, it's hard to notice how heavy the fist is.

But at this moment, it was revealed.

Now, the black shadows that the Meng family had chained here to guard the big pot, each of them would be in the category of a ghost king if placed in the human world. If the Qingyi Egui (Green-Clothed Evil Ghost) from back then came, he wouldn't even be qualified to cut the toenails of these pot-bottom ghosts, even Hong Deng Niangniang (Red Lantern Goddess)...

...At least she's now a Fenxiang Datang Guan (Branch Altar Official), the newly promoted Fu Shen (City God) of Mingzhou, so let's not talk about her.

But such powerful pot-bottom ghosts, falling into his hands, gave him a feeling of being vulnerable. Hu Ma couldn't help but feel confident, and glanced at the direction of Longjing Xiansheng (Dragon Well Mister), thinking to himself, "Always bringing up the bridge, times have changed..."

"Our generation emphasizes a steady and solid approach, invincible at the same level!"

"..."

As for Longjing Xiansheng on the side, he didn't know if he noticed Hu Ma's gaze. He was taking down his tobacco pipe from his waist, taking out tobacco from his pocket, filling it little by little, and said lightly, "Be careful!"

"Hm?"

Hu Ma was originally a Shousui, his physical body walking the Yin Fu (Underworld), and his reaction was extremely fast. The moment he spoke, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Suddenly, he took a step back, opened his stance, and looked down to see that his legs had been grabbed by ghostly figures. When he raised his arms, he felt his arms heavy, as both arms had been grabbed. More were wrapped around his waist and hanging on his back.

"What ghosts are these?"

He thought for a moment and realized that these were actually the ghostly figures that he had shattered. Ordinary Yin Hun (spirits) would have already dispersed, but they had taken the opportunity to entangle themselves on his body.

Some pulled, some tugged, the chains rattled, trying to push him into the big pot...

But Hu Ma's physical body had entered the Yin Fu, and his foundation was solid. Once he stood firm, these little ghosts couldn't push him. But he frowned, realizing the anomaly, "These pot-bottom ghosts can't be killed?"

Not only couldn't they be killed, but ghostly figures were constantly emerging from the bottom of the pot, one by one with chains, rushing towards Hu Ma.

Inside the big pot, there was even the sound of giggling and triumph, with someone encouraging the little ghosts to use more strength and drag Hu Ma to the bottom of the pot quickly.

Longjing Xiansheng held a burning twig, lit his cigarette, and slowly reminded, "The immortal Qi (energy) doesn't dissipate, so these little ghosts that have been contaminated by the immortal Qi can't be killed."

"Although they are not powerful individually, you can't withstand so many. There's a saying about this, it's called 'Little Ghosts Trip the Yama!'"

"..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Hu Ma was temporarily frustrated. Although these little ghosts couldn't move him, they were annoying. He hardened his heart, forcibly supporting his increasingly heavy arms, and suddenly pressed down on his ribs, his five internal organs resonated, making a muffled sound.

"Drink!"

With this muffled sound, the soul light on his body suddenly rose, and in an instant, it formed a Dharma form that was three zhang (ten meters) tall, with four arms, a blue face, and fangs.

Because this Wulei Jinchan Hou (Five Thunder Golden Toad Roar) was released at the same time as the Dharma form, it also contained the power of the Dawei Tiangong Jiangjun Yin, and in an instant, it had dispersed the group of pot-bottom ghosts that had climbed onto his body. A series of chains clattered against the side of the pot.

Still not finished, Hu Ma endured the urge to stuff this group of evil ghosts into his mouth and eat them, slowly took a step back, raised his hand forward, and bowed remotely.

Si Gui Yi Men (Four Ghosts Salute the Door).

However, this Si Gui Yi Men had already changed. His Dharma form held two hands tightly, and two hands were open. In the tightly held hands, the left hand was the Jiangjun Ling (General's Order), and the right hand was the Wuzi Yin.

The weight of it was indescribable. With this bow, the yin wind surged in an instant.

The group of pot-bottom ghosts were like being suppressed by an invisible mountain. They wailed and fled in all directions, but were pulled by the chains and couldn't escape. They were immediately rushed into the air, like kites, and then their figures were squeezed and shattered in an instant.

Even the big pot with steaming purple Qi (energy), which seemed to have endless weight, shook slightly due to the force of this salute, and the Qi (energy) in the pot bubbled.

"Hm?"

Having just taken a puff of his cigarette and not yet exhaled, Longjing Xiansheng was a little surprised by the Dharma form that Hu Ma had revealed. He paused for a moment before slowly exhaling a puff of smoke.

Looking at Hu Ma's eyes, he had a little more interest.

"This time the performance was good, didn't embarrass our transmigrators, right?"

Hu Ma himself also felt deeply. The skills of a Shousui need to be felt through hands-on experience. He has now entered the hall and room in the path of the Shousui, his foundation is extremely stable, and even the most ordinary work will be extremely extraordinary when used.

But at the same time, before he could speak, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind, "What kind of evil-doer is being impudent here?"

In an instant, there was an incomparably heavy sound of wind behind him, and even the hazy mist was squeezed open.

"Shua!"

Hu Ma had no time to think, suddenly turned around, stretched out a hand, and caught an extremely large copper hammer in his hand, without moving a thread.

Looking ahead intently, he was surprised to find that the person wielding the double hammers was actually a white-faced, slender-waisted woman, followed by a group of figures with the aura of living people, each holding knives, spears, swords, and sticks, rushing over.

At this time, Hu Ma was displaying the Dawei Tiangong Jiangjun Yin. Even if this technique was used in the yang world, it would be awe-inspiring and extremely oppressive, so that ghosts and gods would not dare to invade. Now in the Yin Fu, it was even more like a giant, shaking the Netherworld.

The Meng family disciples who rushed over were also frightened, and their pace slowed down a bit.

But the woman holding the double hammers stared intently, without showing any fear, only with a look of surprise, and shouted, "Who did you learn your skills from? Tell me the name of your master!"

"Solid?"

Hu Ma was also looking at her, and was a little surprised by the weight of the copper hammer, and, could such a delicate little girl use it?

Even a Shousui, with a lot of strength, rarely directly uses such a heavy giant hammer, and couldn't help but associate her identity with this girl.

His eyes narrowed, and he said grimly, "You are not qualified to know the name of my master."

The woman was furious, dragged one hammer back, and the other hammer smashed head-on, a dark mass, like dark clouds covering the top, and shouted, "I am a member of the Yang Ming Zhou family, do you think I am qualified to know?"