Chang Sun Chang Lin used Yin Qi to completely obscure the setting sun in the sky, then released the ghosts he had collected.
As soon as the ghosts emerged, they were drawn by the dense human vitality below. Without bothering to greet Chang Sun Chang Lin, they rushed towards the crowd.
Just then, a semi-transparent barrier appeared above the city, blocking the ghosts and preventing them from entering Xuan Cheng.
"What is this?" Chang Sun Chang Lin frowned as he landed beside the barrier, sensing the talismans' power and the strong spiritual energy emanating from it.
"Interesting. To have such a genius emerge in a world with scarce spiritual energy. It seems they are blessed with good fortune."
Such a genius should be of use to him. If not, he wouldn't mind making them material for his magic artifacts.
The Xuan Cheng Special Incident Handling Bureau had detected Chang Sun Chang Lin's appearance above Xuan Cheng the moment he arrived. When he released so many ghosts, their eyes widened in fury.
Fortunately, a protective shield appeared above Xuan Cheng the next moment. Although they didn't know which great being had intervened, they were immensely grateful.
This ferocious ghost's approach was aggressive, and the release of so many malevolent spirits meant there would be no easy way out. They exchanged glances, and in the next moment, they made up their minds.
"Uncle Chen, you're retiring next year, you shouldn't go." Someone tried to stop the old man whose hair had turned white.
"Little Xu, it's precisely because I'm close to retirement that I should go. Your wife just had a baby, you shouldn't go." Old Chen pushed away Xiao Xu's arm.
"Sister Wang, your child is still young..."
"Little Ding, you're not married yet..."
...
Everyone was making excuses, but they were all making excuses for others. In their eyes, everyone else had reasons for not being able to go, while they themselves were more suitable.
"Enough!" A dignified middle-aged man emerged from the office. He was the director of the Xuan Cheng Special Incident Handling Bureau.
He had just been on the phone reporting matters to his superiors and had only just come out. He had heard everything they were saying.
"This matter is extremely serious, and I'm afraid none of us can escape it." He said, looking at the malevolent spirits clinging to the barrier.
"Everyone call your families. This is likely to be a tough battle. It's not just us; our families may not be spared.
Try to hold on for as long as possible, until reinforcements arrive from above, and our loved ones will have a greater chance of survival."
Now, all they could do was hope that the barrier could hold on for a long time. This group of people was no match for the ghosts outside.
Why had this situation occurred? Why had it occurred in Xuan Cheng?
He desperately wanted to ask the ferocious ghost outside why it had chosen Xuan Cheng and what offense Xuan Cheng had committed against it.
But what was the use of asking? If ghosts reasoned, they wouldn't be doing this.
Now, all they could hope was that their few lives could buy some more time and give the city's residents more hope for survival.
"Xuan Cheng is requesting assistance. They say a ferocious ghost is attacking the city with countless malevolent spirits, and immediate support is needed."
"There's also news from the Xuanmen, saying the exit to the small ghost realm has finally appeared."
"Where?"
"The outskirts of Xuan Cheng."
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Suddenly, chaos erupted, and all eyes focused on the obscure little city of Xuan Cheng.
Everyone was rushing towards Xuan Cheng by various means.
"Whoosh, finally out!" Seeing the outside world at last, he let out a sigh of relief, feeling indescribably relaxed and at ease.
"I never want to enter this small ghost realm again. Thankfully, next year I'll be too old, so my family can't possibly send me to compete again!"
"I don't want to experience the small ghost realm a second time. Whoever wants to come next time can! I certainly won't be coming."
Everyone was complaining about their deceptive experiences in the small ghost realm, but only Lin Yan looked at the dark sky.
"Everyone, something seems wrong. Look at the sky quickly!"
At Lin Yan's reminder, everyone saw the ink-like Yin Qi and the densely packed malevolent spirits clinging to the air.
As soon as they saw it, their scalps tingled.
"What, what's going on? Why are there so many malevolent spirits? And that person in ancient costume is?"
What kind of person could command so many malevolent spirits?
"That's a Ghost King," Lin Yan said faintly from behind everyone. She focused her gaze on the Ghost King.
The Ghost King, who was trying to break the protective shield formed by the talisman above the city, also sensed Lin Yan's gaze and looked over.
It was a fated gaze, but Lin Yan knew in her heart that they could never coexist peacefully.
"Senior Sister Lin, what did you say? He's a Ghost King?" the person asked in shock, then covered his mouth, fearing that speaking too loudly would alert the ferocious ghost. However, the ferocious ghost still looked over.
"Could Lin Yan be mistaken?" another person couldn't believe it. If this was truly a Ghost King, they couldn't imagine what their fate would be if they confronted him.
Chang Sun Chang Lin was looking at the few small insects that had suddenly appeared when his gaze was completely captured by Lin Yan.
Such dense golden light of merit, a radiance so dazzling it could blind one's eyes. This was the accumulation of how many generations, or how many lifetimes had she been a virtuous person?
Chang Sun Chang Lin felt he no longer needed to search for a Son of Fortune. With such a virtuous person full of merit by his side, if he could bind her fortune to his own and share her merit, he wouldn't need to worry about the Heavenly Dao at all.
Abandoning the attempt to break the protective shield and letting the malevolent spirits continue to gnaw at it, Chang Sun Chang Lin floated towards Lin Yan and her group.
"He's coming, everyone run!" Someone immediately prepared to attach a divine speed talisman to their legs.
"It's too late, let's face the enemy," an older person said, stepping forward to shield everyone.
Lin Yan also stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. Seeing Lin Yan step out, the others took out their weapons and stood behind the two.
"It seems you are the people of the current metaphysical world," Chang Sun Chang Lin's voice was pleasant, carrying an ancient charm that transcended a thousand years.
"May I ask what you, Ghost King, wish to do? This city is full of mortals, and what you are doing may go against the natural order." Standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Yan was Zhang Mo Qi, the senior disciple of the Zhang family this generation.
"May I ask who this young friend is?" Chang Sun Chang Lin ignored Zhang Mo Qi and turned to ask Lin Yan.
Zhang Mo Qi did not mind being ignored by the Ghost King. He looked at Lin Yan with concern, as being noticed by a Ghost King was no good thing.
"I am Lin Yan of the Lin family in Hui Shan. However, I believe Senior may not know of the Lin family in Hui Shan. After all, my family is only a few hundred years old and cannot compare to the era Senior comes from."
Lin Yan didn't know why the current situation was so different from the original story and the memories of the original owner.
The male protagonist wasn't trying to kill them as she expected, but was instead asking for her identity. This made her feel very strange.
However, looking at the malevolent spirits diligently gnawing at Xuan Cheng's protective shield, Lin Yan dared not let down her guard.
The male protagonist appeared gentle now, but he was still the Ghost King who regarded human lives as mere grass. To nurture these malevolent spirits, he would surely kill many people, and she had to stop him.
"Lin Yan, that name is beautiful and suits you well," the Ghost King said to Lin Yan with a gentle smile.
The Son of Fortune was now just a young girl, and it would be nearly ten years until she came of age. He had to lie low and plan slowly during these ten years.
But now, he had a better option.