My old comrade Mo and I were both in our peak fighting states.
The two of us, in our current combat readiness, could easily handle an opponent in the True Light mid-stage.
Yet, facing the onslaught of a hundred ghosts, we found ourselves unable to reach the Crow Daoist.
The Crow Daoist was still chanting, black light emanating from all around as runes appeared.
"Damn it!"
There was hesitation, a feeling of insufficient strength.
But just then, a scream suddenly came from not far away.
"Ah!"
Turning our heads, we saw that at the position of the Ten Demon Souls, after a joint assault, a red-clothed ghost had been slain.
With the death of that one red-clothed ghost, another was clearly struggling to hold its ground, and it was only a matter of time before it too was taken down.
Seeing this, I hurriedly shouted:
"Everyone, brothers and sisters, quickly stop this demon priest from casting his spell!"
In truth, even without my urging, the other demon souls had noticed the anomaly.
At this moment, four demon souls were dispatched.
Chen Long, Si Snake, Zi Rat, and Shen Dog.
These four demon souls surged forward, directly targeting the Crow Daoist.
Chen Long wielded a sword, Si Snake a whip, Zi Rat with its claws, and Shen Dog a hook.
These four were among the stronger of the Twelve Demon Souls.
Instantly, the demon souls advanced in formation, directly heading for the Crow Daoist.
The Crow Daoist swept a cold gaze over them, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes:
"A bunch of beasts! Get lost!"
The Crow Daoist roared, and a wave of black energy suddenly erupted towards the four demon souls.
Chen Long, leading the charge, bellowed:
"Break!"
He brought his sword down, and the power of the demon soul surged forth.
The intensity of this aura was definitely at the Dao Body mid-stage.
As expected of the strongest among the Twelve Demon Souls.
The black mist was cleaved open, and Chen Long led the way.
Closely following behind were Si Snake, Zi Rat, and Shen Dog.
Si Snake lashed out with a long whip, cracking the air.
Zi Rat lunged forward, its movements spectral, its claws aimed directly at the Crow Daoist.
Shen Dog, holding a hammer, thrust it upwards.
The Crow Daoist knew that if he continued to form seals and cast his spell, he would surely be injured.
With no other choice, he had to release his hand seals.
The moment his hand seals were released, the surrounding black light runes suddenly dimmed.
The Crow Daoist also produced a black staff.
He pointed it at the four demon souls:
"Blood Seal Technique! Chi!"
With the command, his black staff suddenly erupted with a wave of red light.
Red, like blood.
That crimson energy poured out, instantly enveloping the four demon souls.
Invisibly, it was as if a cage had appeared.
Mo and I, watching from a distance, could not help but feel a jolt of surprise.
This Crow Daoist knew such techniques?
At least, we had never seen him use them before.
With the four demon souls sealed, the Crow Daoist took out a bell.
He began to shake it.
Jingle, jingle, jingle...
As the bell rang, the surrounding ghosts seemed to be injected with adrenaline, becoming exceptionally ferocious.
They began to emit eerie growls.
Not only that, but more malevolent spirits began to emerge from all directions.
They started to converge madly towards us.
Although Chen Long and the other demon souls were sealed, Chen Long soon shattered the blood-red cage.
He lunged towards the Crow Daoist:
"To wound Young Master Qin, you die!"
With a thunderous roar, he brought his sword down.
For a moment, the terrifying power of the demon soul surged, immense in its might.
The Crow Daoist was also shocked, not expecting Chen Long to be so strong.
To break free from his Blood Seal Technique so quickly.
At this moment, he could only raise his black staff and begin to block.
With a clang, the sword struck the staff.
Tremendous energy erupted and vibrated outwards.
The roof was instantly shattered, and the Crow Daoist's entire body plummeted downwards.
Then, the Crow Daoist's scream could be heard...
Chen Long, sword in hand, plunged in after him.
Seeing this, a glint of joy appeared on my face.
Once the Crow Daoist was dealt with, these minions should be much easier to handle.
However, before I could rejoice for three seconds.
Another scream rang out.
A beam of black light suddenly shot up from the hole in the roof.
Then, Chen Long's entire body was sent flying backward out of the house.
"Husband!"
"Long!"
Several other demon souls also cried out, continuously unleashing their demon soul powers, attempting to break the blood seal formation.
"Brother Chen Long!"
I also shouted in surprise. Chen Long, with such cultivation, had been sent flying by the Crow Daoist?
This shouldn't be happening!
Based on our previous encounters, this Crow Daoist's cultivation should not have surpassed the True Light mid-stage.
He definitely wouldn't be a match for Chen Long, who was in the Dao Body mid-stage.
But how could Chen Long have been sent flying?
As I was pondering this.
The previously dimmed black light runes began to glow once more.
"Not good, that demon priest is still casting his spell!"
I was anxious, but my and Mo's strength was limited.
Now surrounded by hundreds of malevolent spirits, these spirits were not individually very strong, but their sheer numbers were overwhelming.
For a short while, we couldn't break through, unable to interrupt the casting within the house.
We could only keep swinging our swords, hacking at the surrounding specters.
And in the courtyard below, due to the continuous increase in specters.
Li Chunlong, Xia Qiuxi, Xiao Yao, Yunlong and Yunhu, Yu Bo and Yi Hai were also beginning to falter.
The dense mass of ghosts was converging from all directions.
Not only that, as the surrounding black light permeated, runes began to flash around them.
The Crow Daoist let out another low roar:
"Come out, all of you! The ghost slaves of Wudang Ghost Mound!"
His voice was hoarse and drawn out.
It echoed throughout the entire Li Family Village.
Suddenly, the black light runes erupted, and a tide of Yin Sha energy swept in like a tsunami.
A violent Yin wind began to gather in the sky above the entire village.
Following that, within the black runes, points of red light, or yellow light, began to flicker.
As the red and yellow lights mingled and condensed, at a glance.
It was clear that one red-clothed fierce ghost, or yellow-clothed fierce ghost after another, was rapidly taking form...