Hei Chuan Lu was trapped by the Yin soldiers, forcing Lin Zi Tong to face Han San alone once more.
Han San was the most outstanding disciple of the Maoshan Sect. Lin Zi Tong had always regarded him as a formidable enemy from the start and had never let her guard down.
As Han San charged towards her, Lin Zi Tong had already formed a mudra, chanting:
"The four seasons and eight solar terms, born from prosperity. If the spirit is not nurtured within, it becomes an external evil spirit. The nine ugly ghosts know your name. The five ghosts duel and clash, heed my command. Hasten to depart, do not linger. Haste, haste, as per the decree!"
This was the Five Ghosts Duelling and Clashing Spell!
Five fierce ghosts materialized out of thin air on the Wanfa Sect Altar. Each was tall and imposing, looking formidable.
They blocked the path between Lin Zi Tong and Han San. If Han San continued forward, he would inevitably be stopped by the five ghosts.
Han San gritted his teeth, suddenly sweeping the money sword in his hand, severing a clump of weeds at his feet.
The severed weeds floated into the air, and as they descended, they transformed into five lifelike white horses!
Han San mounted one of the white horses and charged towards the five ghosts!
"Cutting grass to make horses?" Zhang Shan Tong stroked his beard and commented, "It seems this boy has mastered Maoshan techniques to their fullest."
"Damn it! What was supposed to be a one-on-one duel has turned into a free-for-all!" Long Fei Cheng couldn't help but exclaim.
Indeed, the once spacious Wanfa Sect Altar now felt somewhat cramped. On one side, Hei Chuan Lu and the Yin soldiers were fighting, while on the other, five ghosts blocked the path of Han San and the five horses.
If these two continued summoning, the entire Wanfa Sect Altar might become filled, and it would no longer be a one-on-one competition, but a war between two factions...
While the spectators marveled at the strength of Lin Zi Tong and Han San, Han San, astride his horse, leaped over the five blocking ghosts and reached Lin Zi Tong!
Lin Zi Tong was also prepared. She dismounted from her spear and used the Red God Umbrella as her weapon.
The two engaged in close-quarters combat once more!
However, this time it was not just a clash of cold weapons. Han San occasionally unleashed palm lightning to disrupt, while Lin Zi Tong countered with some of the unique spells of the Lushan Sect.
Unknowingly, another hundred rounds had passed!
This battle could be described as the most fiercely contested of the entire event!
Lu Jing watched intently, admiring Lin Zi Tong's skill. It seemed her senior brother, Lu Jing Sheng, had passed on his entire legacy to her.
As they fought, Han San suddenly realized that continuing like this was not a solution.
Hei Chuan Lu's strength far surpassed that of the Yin soldiers. Currently, more than half of the Yin soldiers had been eliminated. If Hei Chuan Lu finished dealing with them and came to support, Han San would be in a disadvantaged position.
Time was running out for him; he had to secure a victory as quickly as possible!
With that in mind, Han San gritted his teeth and pulled a golden talisman from his pocket!
Most people believed talismans only came in one color, yellow. However, in reality, talismans had five colors.
The power of talismans varied according to their color. The lowest grade was yellow, followed by blue, purple, silver, and gold, with golden talismans being the most powerful.
Thus, when Han San produced the golden talisman, everyone was startled. The referee Taoist quickly asked:
"Han San! Did you draw this golden talisman yourself? If it was drawn by someone else, you cannot use it, or it will be considered a violation!"
Golden talismans possessed immense power. If this talisman was not drawn by Han San himself, then it could not be used. Otherwise, in future Luo Tian Grand Ceremonies, everyone would ascend to the stage with golden talismans, fighting until the sky and earth were in turmoil, and only the wealthy would survive.
However, if it was drawn by oneself, then it was permissible.
Han San laughed heartily, "Of course, I drew it myself! This is a 'Summoning God Talisman'!"
"Summoning God Talisman? Han San is truly going all out!"
"Summoning gods is easy, but sending them back is difficult. Han San has been pushed to this extent; it seems Lin Zi Tong is indeed formidable!"
"A Summoning God Talisman is even more troublesome than spirit possession, and the price after success is not small. Han San likely desires the championship too much, as this is his last chance to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony..."
As the crowd discussed, Han San, holding the talisman, began to chant the incantation:
"The fragrance permeates and responds to the universe, burning clear incense to pierce the heavenly gate;
The golden bird runs like cloud arrows, the jade rabbit's radiance like chariot wheels;
The Great General Xuan Tian Zhen Wu, the five directions and five emperors appear like clouds;
Assist the spirit medium to speak, guiding the disciple with clarity.
Divine soldiers, haste, haste, as per the decree!"
As soon as the incantation finished, the golden talisman in Han San's hand ignited without fire, then transformed into a golden light that shot towards the sky!
The golden light pierced the heavens like a signal flare. Immediately, the wind and clouds changed, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking directly at the crown of Han San's head!
"This fellow always acts tough; it's about time he got struck by lightning!" Yan Nan Fei exclaimed excitedly.
Master Guan Yun rebuked, "This is not being struck by lightning; this is a sign of successful divine summoning!"
"Did he really summon a god?" Zhao Yi Yao frowned. "Which god will he summon?"
Zhang Shan Tong chuckled, "Most likely a Yin God."
Yan Shou Yi's face showed a hint of worry. He recognized Han San's formidable power, but he was unsure what Lin Zi Tong had experienced in the past month, whether her strength had improved, or if she was still hiding any trump cards.
Just then, after being struck by the lightning, Han San's eyes rolled back, his body convulsed, appearing as if he were possessed.
Lin Zi Tong, being a person of integrity, had not attacked Han San during the prolonged exchange. Now that she had recovered her senses, she intended to take this opportunity to kick Han San out of the Wanfa Sect Altar once and for all.
However, as soon as she ran in front of Han San, Han San's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes turned completely black, and he stared chillingly at Lin Zi Tong:
"Making such a fuss to summon me, only to deal with a mere girl?"
The divine summoning was successful!
Lin Zi Tong immediately retreated. Unable to discern which deity Han San had summoned, she hesitated to attack rashly.
"Who are you?" Lin Zi Tong asked coldly.
Han San replied with a chilling tone, "I am one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals, the Day Patrol God!"
Indeed, it was a Yin God!
The Underworld had Ten Great Yin Marshals, including the Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, all of whom were part of it. In addition, there were the Day and Night Patrol Gods, as well as Leopard Tail, Bird Beak, Fish Gills, Yellow Wasp, and the Ghost King.
The Day Patrol God was responsible for patrolling and supervising human good and evil during the day. Although a god, he was a genuine "fierce god." Offending the Day Patrol God would inevitably bring misfortune!
The true Day Patrol God was depicted as a jailer, with disheveled hair, holding a wooden tablet inscribed with the words "Day Patrol."
Now, the Day Patrol God had possessed Han San. Although his appearance and clothing were still Han San's, the deathly aura emanating from his eyes was something Han San did not possess.
Lin Zi Tong felt a shiver just by looking at him.
But since the situation had come to this, even if the opponent was a god, Lin Zi Tong had to fight!
"Jingle bell!"
Lin Zi Tong shook the soul-summoning bell, and the five ghosts immediately turned, baring their teeth and claws as they attacked Han San.
But Han San was unfazed. He turned and let out a furious roar at the five ghosts.
The roar was deafening, causing even the spectators to cover their ears. Yet, even with their ears covered, they felt dizzy and chest tight, even nauseous.
This was the result of their souls being affected!
The five ghosts, bearing the brunt of it, were directly intimidated into losing all will to fight and were terrified out of their wits!
Seeing this, Lin Zi Tong's expression turned grim. She realized that this Day Patrol God completely countered her.
The Lushan Sect specialized in soul-summoning techniques, while this Day Patrol God was a Yin Marshal of the Underworld, someone whom ghosts feared the most. Even if she summoned the five ghosts a hundred times, they would not be a match for the Day Patrol God!
As expected, when Han San turned around, he sneered disdainfully:
"The five ghosts you summoned are mere prisoners of this Marshal in the Underworld. You want them to deal with me? It's a pipe dream, a fool's fantasy!"
"The situation on the stage is very unfavorable for Sister-in-law!" Long Fei Cheng said anxiously.
"Having come this far, losing wouldn't be the end of it," Yan Shou Yi said solemnly. "My greatest hope now is that Zi Tong does not get injured."
"Rest assured, although the Day Patrol God is powerful, he is ultimately confined within Han San's body. With the limitations of this body, no matter how powerful the Day Patrol God is, he won't be overwhelmingly so. As long as Lin girl doesn't use soul-summoning techniques, there's still a chance to win," Zhang Shan Tong comforted.
Yan Shou Yi sighed softly.
Were not all the spells Lin Zi Tong knew inherited from the Lushan Sect?
Apart from soul-summoning techniques, she was not particularly skilled in anything else. Now, facing this Day Patrol God, she had almost no chance of winning...
In fact, upon seeing the appearance of the Day Patrol God, everyone began to feel a sense of pity for Lin Zi Tong.
She was already very capable, beautiful and strong. This was her first Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and she had reached this stage.
It was just unfortunate that she had encountered Han San.
When everyone was not optimistic about Lin Zi Tong, she remained unfazed.
She quietly took out a talisman and used the burning talisman to retrieve an object, a guqin appearing in her hand.
"That is..."
Yan Shou Yi was stunned, then exclaimed, "Uncle Zou's guqin?"
Wang Ji Wang also showed surprise.
Long Fei Cheng suddenly understood, "I get it now! Sister-in-law is going to use the guqin to exorcise ghosts! Last time I heard Sister-in-law play the guqin, I felt uneasy and nauseous. At the time, I thought she played poorly, but now I realize Sister-in-law was using psychic attacks!"
Yan Shou Yi remained silent.
Actually, your sister-in-law was just playing badly...
However, after more than a month, Lin Zi Tong taking out the guqin again must mean she was prepared.
Lin Zi Tong sat cross-legged and played the guqin with one hand.
Han San scoffed at the sight, "What can a mere guqin do to me?"
Lin Zi Tong softly said, "Whether you are a ghost or a god, this tune of my broken heart will send you back where you came from!!"
To speak so boldly in front of a Yin Marshal was a level of courage that made many feel ashamed!
Lin Zi Tong plucked the strings, and instantly, dense, tense melodies emanated from the guqin. A wave of despair washed over them, bringing listeners to tears and those who heard it to extreme sorrow!
Han San, the first to bear the brunt, instantly looked grim, gritting his teeth with a ferocious gaze:
"Well said, 'a tune of broken heart'... I underestimated this guqin. I never expected a mere broken guqin could affect my soul!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was greatly astonished!
Lin Zi Tong could actually harm the true form of the Day Patrol God?!
Is this girl going to slay a god today?!