I become a god in another world

Chapter 725 Generals of Lizhou
Chapter 725

The plaque of the Demon Suppression Bureau could not withstand the malevolent energy of these eerie vines.

The next instant, the monstrous python that had been slithering underground burst forth from the ground, like a vine waving in the wind, and swiftly coiled around everyone's ankles.

The malevolent energy of the ghost vine seeped into flesh and blood, even through the smallest cracks.

The ghost tamer of Lizhou was about to use the power of the vengeful spirit to fight back at the moment of the incident, but found that his ghost seemed to be bound and restrained by some kind of vine, and was on the verge of going out of control.

He commands monstrous ghosts of the highest level!
The calamity-level vengeful spirit was suppressed the moment they met.

Despair was evident on the face of the ghost tamer.

"Lord Sun, save me—"

The remaining messengers were even more unwilling to give up and cried out for help.

A large tree appeared in the inner courtyard of the Demon Suppression Bureau at some unknown time. The trunk was about the thickness of two people hugging it, and the canopy grew rapidly, breaking through the exquisite roof beams of the mansion and tearing a large hole in them.

The tree crown was dark red, and several envoys had an egg-sized hole punched in the center of their foreheads. A vine passed through the center of their foreheads, suspending them in mid-air.

They hadn't realized they were in trouble, and kept shouting:

"Sun Yihu, Sun Yihu."

Upon hearing this shout, Sun Yihu immediately became alert.

He bit his lip hard, suppressing the instinctive urge to respond.

Sun Yihu did not perceive the laws of evil spirits, but he realized one thing: the ordinary envoys of the Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou were like servants in front of the ghost tamers. Even if they had a hundred times the courage, they would never dare to call him by his name.

If something is abnormal, it is a monster.

Even though he remained silent, someone was still perched on his shoulder at some point:

"Sun Yihu—"

Sun Yihu felt a chill run down his spine, his back went numb, and his legs immediately gave way.

He thought he would collapse to his knees, but his body remained suspended in mid-air.

Realizing this, he was utterly horrified.

He couldn't see the top of his head, and his head felt as if it were imprisoned by some kind of force.

A deep despair welled up in his heart, and he wanted to cry for help, but when he opened his mouth, he shouted:

"Cao Daniu, Cao Daniu!"

Cao Daniu is another ghost-controlling general within the Demon Suppression Division.

Sun Yihu felt a chill in his heart, realizing that his death was imminent.

Just then, a flash of blood-red light appeared within the Demon Suppression Division, and a voice shouted:

"Cross the Yellow Springs, and go to the Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou."

"Who's coming?!"

Inside the Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou, the same thought flashed through everyone's mind.

The voice was strange, seemingly uttered by both a man and a woman, with a flat tone, devoid of emotion or variation, giving one a chilling feeling.

Then a man and a woman emerged from the blood-red light.

The man and woman stood side by side, their gazes cold and their faces stiff.

The most bizarre thing is that their bodies seem to be only half there. The woman seems to have been cut horizontally from the top of her head to her feet, with her back of the head and back completely separated.

The man is the same as the woman, but he only has half an arm.

A normal living person wouldn't survive in that state.

Sun Yihu felt a chill run down his spine, his hair practically standing on end. A thought surged into his mind: a ghost!

It's a vengeful ghost!
A pair of vengeful ghosts have appeared inside the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Unfortunately, he couldn't make a sound and could only watch in utter horror as the vengeful ghost appeared.

After the vengeful ghost stood still, two women, one large and one small, emerged from the blood-red light shortly afterward.

The older one was about sixteen or seventeen, and the younger one looked about six or seven years old; they were holding hands.

Today we must be possessed by evil spirits; such a terrible ghostly calamity has appeared within the Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou.

It's a pity that Lord Huang is not in the Demon Suppression Division.

In despair, Sun Yihu quietly awaited the vengeful ghost's slaughter.

Just then, the girl said:
"Thank goodness I made it in time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she clenched her fist, then seemed to rub her fingertips together, her tone stern:

"This land should be designated as a temple, where it can be worshipped by the Demon Suppression Bureau and receive incense offerings from ghosts and gods. Why not build a temple to protect believers!"

"What does that mean?" Sun Yihu was wondering when he saw the strange pair of male and female ghosts sit cross-legged on the spot after hearing the girl's words.

Once they were seated side by side, black mist rose into the sky, instantly forming a faint temple roof that filled the hole in the Demon Suppression Bureau that had been torn open by the ghost tree.

Then, the girl swung her arm, and instantly a shadow appeared beneath her feet, enveloping the ghost tree.

Before Sun Yihu and the others could react, they suddenly lost their balance and fell from mid-air.

'Thump, thump.'

Everyone fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The ghostly aura that had been clinging to them disappeared, and the calls for "Sun Yihu" and "Cao Daniu" were also gone.

Sun Yihu cleared his throat, realizing that he had regained control of his body, and then he began to tremble.

His forehead felt warm, and his head throbbed slightly.

Blood was flowing down his forehead and covering his eyes.

Sun Yihu reached up and wiped his face, only to find his hands covered in dark red blood, and he could smell a faint stench when he brought his nose close.

"Who...who are you?" he asked, trembling with fear.

Since the person who came spoke, it proved that she was human and not a ghost. Moreover, the girl who spoke had lively eyes and a non-stiff expression, so she was not a ghost.

On the contrary, the child she was holding had a deathly pale face and eerily dark eyes, which made Sun Yihu fearful.

"The Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou? Who are you?"

Zhao Fusheng didn't answer but asked a question instead.

As she spoke, she opened the gates of Hell. The weak branches of the ghost tree withered rapidly under the power of Hell. Then, Granny Xu emerged from Hell first, followed by the white-bearded Feng Du.

When the capital city appeared, an aura that sent chills down the spines of Sun Yihu and the other envoys.

A majestic black city appeared in the black mist.

The city was extremely high, so black that it blended into the mist, and it seemed as if ghosts were howling and wolves were wailing from within, making people tremble with fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Sun Yihu's legs were trembling. In front of this ghost city, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, and could hardly walk.

This ghost town possesses both an absolute power of awe, subduing even the fiercest ghosts, and a strange and extraordinary allure, as if an inner law is calling out: this is the final destination for ghosts.

In a daze, Sun Yihu stumbled to his feet and headed towards the ghost city.

In an instant, the city gate appeared before him.

The Gate of Hell was over ten zhang high. When he looked up, it seemed as if the city gate stretched from the sky to the ground, and he could not see the end of it with the naked eye.

Each city gate has a blood-red relief, depicted as if drawn from flesh and blood.

Just as he was in a daze, the relief came back to life and instantly transformed into the shadows of a man and a woman, both dressed in heavy, dark blue robes, who walked out from the gate of hell.

The gates of hell slowly opened, and a surge of malevolent energy rose from within.

Just then, flames roared up, and amidst the clanging sounds of something colliding, a stern and fierce old woman's voice rang out:

"The gates of hell have been opened; vengeful spirits may enter, but the living must not!"

These words struck Sun Yihu like a thunderbolt, instantly jolting him awake. Once he regained his senses, he realized he was standing at the gates of hell.

The ghostly figures of the Zhao couple stood on either side, as tall as mountains, with cold, sinister expressions.

"Help, help—"

He instinctively turned to Granny Xu for help.

Granny Xu snorted coldly and walked towards him, enveloped in flames. Sun Yihu saw that her eyes were cold and she was wearing a black cloak. Behind her, he could vaguely see the ghostly figure of an emperor, which made him feel extremely oppressed.

What an oddity!

He was, after all, a state-level general guarding a region, yet this old woman, of unknown origin, had managed to instill fear in him, making him completely unable to muster any thought of confronting her.

Sun Yihu commands a calamity-level vengeful ghost.

There was no one in the Demon Suppression Division who had heard of such a person before.

Just as he was filled with fear and trepidation, Granny Xu walked out with a gloomy face. The vengeful ghost of the emperor appeared behind her. It was completely black, its flesh and blood burned away, leaving only a skeleton with eyes like dried grapes, which made him feel terrified.

The next moment, Granny Xu raised her hand to strike him, shouting fiercely:

"Get back here!"

She slapped Sun Yihu across the face, instantly breaking his stiff posture.

He was pulled back more than ten steps, just out of the ghost realm.

Along with him, Cao Daniu and several other envoys were also recalled.

Once everyone realized what was happening, they retreated in fear and unease.

Sun Yihu wanted to run away in a panic, but after taking a few steps, he felt uneasy. After thinking it over, he simply ran towards Zhao Fusheng and stood beside her.

"My lord, save me!"

Seeing his actions, the others also hid behind Zhao Fusheng.

After they took cover, everyone could finally see what was happening in front of them.

Inside the Demon Suppression Bureau, a strange black and red ghost tree appeared, with an extremely thick trunk and reddish-brown branches.

Tree branches and vines pierced the skulls of several messengers, hoisting their corpses high into the air.

These messengers were deathly pale, their eyes glazed over, as if they were already dead, yet they were still screaming:

"Sun Yihu, Sun Yihu—"

The person being called was terrified and dared not utter a sound.

The next moment, the gates of the ghost city opened, the shadows of hell devoured the ghost tree, the ghost tree withered, and the corpses turned into ghostly accomplices the instant they hit the ground, trying to scatter and escape.

But while fleeing, it seemed to be drawn by the laws of the ghost city, and couldn't help but sway its body as it headed towards the gate of the ghost realm.

"Sun Yihu—"

"Sun Yihu—"

They walked and shouted, giving Sun Yihu goosebumps all over.

But as these ghostly accomplices entered the ghostly realm, the terrifying feeling of them seizing people's souls and taking their lives at any moment disappeared.

Sun Yihu breathed a sigh of relief.

The next instant, a small flame suddenly appeared in the ghost realm, and a ghost ship appeared to be sailing in the distance.

The ghostly foes were absorbed into an invisible giant hand and then disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, the ghost tree withered.

The moment the tree corpse collapsed and hit the ground, it transformed into several jet-black corpse snake ghosts, each trying to escape in all directions.

Grandma Xu slammed her cane heavily on the ground!

'Boom!' The moment the cane hit the ground, the fire dragon roared out and pounced on several snake-demon corpses, igniting them with lightning speed.

The dark shadow struggled and writhed frantically.

However, these shadowy figures are merely remnants of the Yin energy from the Ghost Tree's laws, and are not a significant threat.

At this moment, when burned by Granny Xu's ghost fire, it immediately revealed its true form.

The ghost ship in the Ghost Gate reappeared at some unknown time, and the lit ghost lamps were extremely attractive to the vengeful ghosts.

The burning corpse of the ghost snake flew backwards into the air and was sucked into the gate of hell.

After all this was done, the gates of hell slowly closed.

Granny Xu gripped her cane tightly, her gaze domineering and sharp, making it impossible for anyone to look her in the eye. She glanced around, finally letting out a cold snort, nodded to Zhao Fusheng, and vanished into the ghostly realm.

The ghost city vanished, the ghostly figure of Fengdu reappeared, and he returned to his divine position.

……

Soon after, the calamity that nearly wiped out the entire army of the Demon Suppression Division of Lizhou was dealt with by Zhao Fusheng in the blink of an eye, and then vanished without a trace.

After the ghost tree withered and the vine snake that the ghost tree had transformed into was dragged into the sealed ghost realm, the remaining evil energy on the ground suddenly turned into black ash, revealing several rotting corpses under the ashes, emitting a nauseating stench.

Upon seeing the corpses, several officials from the prefecture began to gag.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at the corpses; they looked like they had only been dead for a little over a year.

In recent years, the Chang family's business has expanded beyond Wuqing County, gradually extending to Longyang County and the capital.

It's just that everyone is affected by the ghost realm and can't distinguish between illusion and reality.

The area where the Chang family lives absorbed people who were marked by vengeful spirits and became part of the nourishment for the ghost tree. These corpses should be those who were killed by the ghost tree.

Once the vengeful ghost was subdued, the ghostly corpse revealed its true form, showing its rotting body.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng turned and glanced at Sun Yihu and the others, whose faces were pale, before shouting:

"What are you waiting for? Immediately find someone to identify the deceased. If there are any family members, notify them. You should dispose of the bodies. To prevent an outbreak of plague, burn and bury these rotting corpses."

Her shouts jolted Sun Yihu and the others awake from their daze.

"Yes, yes, yes—"

After shouting, Sun Yihu and Cao Yiniu then reprimanded the messengers beside them:
"Did you hear what this gentleman said? Hurry up and do it—"

Everyone hurriedly got to work, suppressing their trepidation as they approached the rotting corpse.

With the ghost vines collected and the ghost companions taken into hell and reincarnated, the corpses no longer posed a threat.

The group of envoys mustered their courage and went to touch the corpse. After waiting for a long time, seeing that the corpse did not move, they were relieved.

Then someone turned the corpse's face, and after a moment seemed to recognize the person's identity, and continued:
"Sir, he is the manager newly recruited by the Chang family of Lizhou Prefecture last year—"

"And this is a merchant from Huizhou," another envoy added. "He recently stayed at the Chang family's official residence."

Once everyone's identities were identified, things became much easier.

Sun Yihu didn't know how these people died, and it seemed they had been dead for a long time—some of the dead were even people they had met just yesterday.

The strange phenomenon today originated in Wuqing County, and the most powerful clan in Wuqing County is the Chang family.

And these evil spirits causing trouble in the Zhenmo Division of Lizhou are related to the Chang family. Could it be that today's strange occurrence is related to the Chang family of Wuqing County?

Sun Yihu shuddered at this thought and dared not think any further.

His head was throbbing with pain. He touched his forehead and saw his hands covered in blood. A look of lingering fear crossed his face.

After calming himself down, he clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said:

"My lord, our local Demon Suppression Division is managed by Lord Huang Youzhao, a Golden General of the Imperial Capital who commands a Calamity-level Fiend." After saying this, he tentatively looked up at Zhao Fusheng, and then looked at her side with lingering fear—Feng Du, who had been standing next to her, had disappeared.

That's a ghost! A vengeful ghost of unknown rank.

But he felt like he had seen this ghost somewhere before.

Sun Yihu thought about it for a while longer, then his head started to ache again, and he unconsciously touched his forehead.
"I wonder who this gentleman is? I will immediately go and invite Lord Huang here—"

(End of this chapter)