Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 219 - 80: Killing the Company Commander (Part 5)

"You..."

Che Zhongyang was about to say something, but was interrupted by Du Qiaoyun, who tugged at his sleeve and said crisply:

"It's troublesome for Young Master Fang, you... take care too."

"Senior brother."

"Let's go quickly!"

Watching the backs of the two as they left, Fang Zheng shook his head, returned to the room, sat cross-legged, and started to meditate with his cultivation technique.

Moments later.

"No, it won't work!"

He opened his eyes.

"My thoughts are not smooth, hindering my practice."

A surge of stifled air rushed to the top of his head, causing his mind to be filled with grievances, anger, and killing intent, never calming down.

Damn it!

He cursed angrily, flipping up.

"Let's do it!"

"Kill that He, to get some peace."

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On the long street, nine figures were charging quickly toward the Fang Mansion.

The Hundred Households Commander He led the way, the pair of maces weighing dozens of pounds were carried on his back, and the heavy armor did not affect his movement.

The murderous aura was palpable, pointing far ahead.

Hmm?

On the rooftop, the figure of Fang Zheng appeared out of nowhere. He looked down at them, raised his eyebrows slightly, and showed a look of surprise.

What a coincidence!

They all had the same plan.

"Heh..."

With a soft snort, Fang Zheng took down the Five Ghosts' Pouch from his waist and flicked out a drop of blood essence, reciting in a low voice:

"With the heavens clear and the earth spiritual, soldiers follow the seal and generals obey the order... Five ghosts quickly come to receive the command, carry out swiftly, urgently like a decree!"

"Woo..."

The Five Ghosts' Pouch trembled slightly, as wisps of black air surged out, transforming into five underworld souls mid-air, shrieking sharply as they swooped towards Fang Zheng.

The screech was inaudible to the ears, yet it pierced into the sea of consciousness like steel needles.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly, his eyes gleaming with a frosty light:

"You dared to bite back after receiving my blood essence?"

Yama Visualization Method!

Martial Dao Will!

In the sea of consciousness, thoughts were sketched out, forming the Yama Dharma Aspect, whose imposing aura spread through the surroundings, causing the attacking ghosts to halt suddenly.

The waves of fear and submission were transmitted.

"Ungrateful creatures!"

Fang Zheng pointed down with his hand:

"Go!"

...... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The dark clouds hung heavily like a curtain, pressing on the heart, as if standing on a high place and reaching out, one could touch the pitch-black firmament.

Except for the faint starlight, there was no other light in the world.

"Tap..."

Commander He's forward-leaning body halted suddenly, frowning and looking ahead with eyes full of confusion:

"Be careful!"

"Something... is coming."

Before he could finish his words, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and it became so pitch-dark that even one's fingers were invisible, even the thin starlight was completely obscured.

It was like a dark barrier shrouding the entire long street.

Nothing could be seen inside, and no sound could be heard from the outside.

"Something's wrong!"

"Be careful!"

"What's going on?"

"Zheng..."

Everyone drew their swords and formed a battle array in a circle.

"It's underworld souls."

Commander He licked his lips:

"Warlock!"

Underworld soul ghosts are formless and invisible to the naked eye, unless one uses celestial eye magic or becomes a mage or martial artist.

In some cases, ordinary people can see them because when the underworld souls commit evil, their aura can be perceived, allowing them to be 'seen'.

This viewing does not rely on physical eyes, but a special sensory perception.

That is to say,

Unless the underworld souls reveal themselves, it's difficult for ordinary people to detect their presence.

"Woo..."

The sinister wind roared up.

"Screech!"

The ghostly wail pierced the skull like steel needles, causing even the toughest martial artists to feel their brains swell from the noise.

Everything before them turned blurry.

"Watch out!"

Commander He roared, his Qi and blood surging like a furnace, erupting suddenly.

"Boom!"

The five underworld souls appeared in mid-air, shrieking miserably under the impact of the Qi and blood, their attacking motions halted.

"Kill!"

The soldiers gritted their teeth, wielding their weapons to charge forward. The evil Qi they gained through many battles became the bane of underworld soul ghosts.

In an instant.

The underworld souls scattered as if they would dissipate into wisps of smoke in the next moment.

"Tsk!"

On the rooftop, Fang Zheng clicked his tongue and shook his head lightly:

"Battlefield evil Qi truly is the bane of underworld soul ghosts; the five ghosts can suppress Three-Blood Experts but are no match against a military array."

"Fortunately..."

"The Five Ghost Transport Technique is not without its uses."

"Yin and Yang inverted, Five Ghosts reincarnate, turn for me!"

With a flick of his fingers, the situation on site changed once more.

The five ghosts shuddered, let out another long wail, and their yin energy converged into a vortex, enveloping the soldiers and spinning them around wildly.

The vortex, as if tangible, rendered movement impossible.

Moreover, ghostly claws reached out, where they made contact with flesh, the flesh shriveled instantly, and essence quickly depleted.

At this moment,

it boiled down to whether the ghostly yin energy or the soldiers' yang energy and evil Qi would endure longer.

"Who is it?"

Commander He roared to the sky:

"Attacking and killing officials and soldiers, such a crime deserves death!"

"Puff!"

A flash of a blade brushed by, leaving a stiff figure in its wake, a crack appearing on his neck, his eyes dimming with lifelessness in an instant.

A ghostly claw timely extended out from the vortex, grabbing the corpse and dragging it inside, spewing out a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye.

The blade flashes repeatedly,

creating more corpses in the scene.

The more the ghosts are nourished by blood essence, the more they gradually recover, whereas the soldiers, having to guard against unpredictable foes, feel their pressure rising sharply.

"Ah!"

Commander He gritted his teeth and screamed in anger, his double maces interlocking and suddenly smashing forward.

"Bang!"

The fierce, powerful qi forcibly smashed an opening in the vortex. His figure flashed, appearing outside the vortex formed by the five ghosts.

Ahead came a flash of a blade.

"Clang..."

The sword and mace collided, sparking brilliantly.

"It's you!"

Commander He's eyes opened wide:

"Fang, I knew you were suspicious!"

"Hmph!"

Fang Zheng snorted lightly, and without further ado, he slashed with his blade.

What is there to say at this point?

The blade's light poured like a waterfall, unleashing over ten rapid strikes. Although Commander He fought desperately to resist, he was still forced back, his arms trembling from the onslaught.