Pure Yang!

Chapter 91 The Bear Family’s Nightmare, Sweeping the Invincible

The Ghost King of Yinshan, Xiong Sanqi.

Xiongjia Village, hidden among the mountains and rivers, is like an untied boat in the wind and rain.

The moment that man stepped into the village, everyone's soul was trembling, and they felt a hint of coldness, a hint of uneasiness, and a hint of fear...

The younger generation of the Xiong family grew up listening to that man's lawlessness.

The elders of the Xiong family watched the man's rampant behavior and did nothing.

Now, ten years have passed in a flash, and he has set foot on this land again.

"The Ghost King of Yinshan...he is back."

"This kind of oppression is not shown in front of people with magic, but with the soul to suppress the leaders..."

“Above the high merit!”

Inside the Xiong Family Ancestral Hall, whether it was Xiong Qianshan, Xiong Qianxing, or Xiong Ba, they all felt the oppression from their primordial spirits. It was a fear that was almost as if they were connected by blood. Although they were of the same clan and origin, they seemed to be above the void, looking down on everyone like ants.

"Uncle Sanqi!?" Zhang Fanruo was moved, his eyes condensed into a line, and he subconsciously looked in the direction outside the ancestral hall.

……

At this time, at the entrance of the village, Xiong Sanqi stood alone, as if he was at the gate of heaven.

Everyone in the Xiong family treated the situation as if they were facing a powerful enemy and took it very seriously.

"Xiong Sanqi, you swore that you would never set foot in Yujing City again in your life."

Xiong Baoping's face was grim, and his eyes were filled with deep vigilance.

"Everything is created by the mind, how can words be true..."

Xiong Sanqi grinned and chuckled: "A cultivator has no taboos. If you can't see through the falsehood, how can you comprehend the mysterious truth?"

"Xiong Baoping, you are still so naive. No wonder your cultivation has only improved so little over the years."

"you……"

Xiong Baoping's face instantly turned like fried pork liver, red and blue. He was the dignified head of the Xiong family. He usually sat in a high position, his words were as good as nine tripods, and he was dignified and majestic. When had anyone in the Xiong family dared to speak to him like this?

"There's no need to argue. No oath can bind a man like him..."

At this moment, Xiong Guanchen raised his hand to interrupt this meaningless argument.

“Words are the most powerless illusion.”

"We haven't seen each other for ten years. Why did you come back this time?" Xiong Guanchen went straight to the point.

"I'm here to pick up the thing that was stored at the Xiong family." Xiong Sanqi said calmly.

"The evil spirit!?"

As soon as he said this, Xiong Baofeng next to him raised his eyebrows and said directly: "How can that be possible?"

"That evil spirit has already become part of my Xiong family's structure and has taken away ten years of great fortune. How can I give it back to you so easily?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the senior executives of the Xiong family nodded.

That thing is indeed extremely important to the Xiong family.

"Alas, the weasels give birth to mice, and each generation is worse than the previous one." Xiong Sanqi shook his head.

The past ten years have made the Yinshan Xiong Family one of the top-notch families in Yujing City. Even so, they are not satisfied and still rely on the evil spirit to suppress their luck.

If you can grow wings yourself, why rely on ladders?

Such a clan is destined to have no future and no hope.

Thinking of this, Xiong Sanqian didn't even look at the crowd, took a step forward, and was about to walk into Xiongjia Village.

hum...

In an instant, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Three Seven..."

At this moment, Xiong Guanchen spoke up: "After all, you are the blood of the Xiong family, don't you have any gratitude for the incense?"

Facing the Yinshan Ghost King, even Xiong Guanchen had to play the emotional card.

"I left a Yellow Spring for the Xiong family, hiding the evil spirit there, and snatched away ten years of great fortune... I have already paid back what I owed..."

Xiong Sanqi had a calm expression and looked at the old man in front of him with deep eyes.

"Uncle, have you forgotten?"

"No life and no death, no father and no mother, you only obey that man in your life." Xiong Guanchen's voice was cold, and a hint of murderous intent finally emerged in his old eyes.

"Xiong Sanqi, don't be crazy. Don't you forget where this place is? It's not ten years ago now."

At this moment, an old man from the Xiong family shouted in a rapid voice, revealing deep rage.

"Then I'll come and see what's the difference." Xiong Sanqi's soft voice was like a drop of water falling into a deep pool, creating ripples.

hum...

In the sky, dark clouds surged and gathered like thick ink.

Although it was midsummer, a biting cold wind suddenly blew and everyone's faces changed suddenly. The originally prosperous Xiongjia Village turned into a mass grave in an instant, with dead tombs everywhere and bones scattered all over the ground. Jackdaws flew high in groups, gnawing at the rotten corpses like hemp.

"A thousand demons are born from the graveyard of corpses!"

"Is this an exterior scene!?" Xiong Guanchen's old face trembled violently.

When Taoists fight with each other, if it happens inside the human body, internal scenes can be produced, which are the images of blood, flesh, tendons, bones, internal organs and the original spirit.

If you are outside the body, you can see tens of thousands of external scenes.

Xiong Sanqi's cultivation was so terrifying that a thought suddenly arose in his mind, and his soul moved greatly, leading everyone into the realm of transformation, allowing them to see this other world.

In an instant, corpses were everywhere, cold winds were blowing, and the cries of countless ghosts rang in everyone's ears.

"What...what is this? So many dead bodies...so many dead bodies..."

At this time, some people couldn't bear it anymore, held their heads, and screamed and cried in fear.

The scene before his eyes was like purgatory on earth, with countless people dying before his eyes.

Don’t ask how many people die during the day, the sun is gloomy and covered by sad clouds.

The three of them had not walked more than ten steps when suddenly two people died crossing the road.

Someone dies at night, I dare not cry, the plague ghost exhales and the lamp flickers green.

Suddenly the wind blew and the lights went out, and the coffins of corpses and ghosts lay dark in the same room.

……

Such a mood comes upon you: people become ghosts after death, blending into the mortal world, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

Even if he was a Taoist from the Yinshan lineage, he had never seen so many dead people and so many evil spirits...

“This is an external illusion.”

Xiong Guanchen shouted loudly, and he made hand gestures, walked into the Tiangang, and a wisp of black air rose from his forehead, and unexpectedly turned into a large flag in this gloomy scene. There were strange talismans on it, like dry bones, and at the top were four ancient seal characters:

The ancestor of Yinshan!

The Yinshan Sect worships the Yinshan Patriarch as its founder. This Yinshan flag is the result of Xiong Guanchen's life's work, and all his Taoist cultivation depends on it.

Rumble…

The Yinshan flag shook violently, and the howling wind swept away the ghost shadows in the sky and shattered them.

Everyone in the Xiong family suddenly felt a little relieved.

"Uncle, you've lived for most of your life and still don't know what a ghost is." Xiong Sanqi whispered.

The alchemy book says that even if one has achieved success in practicing Taoism, death is inevitable. Those who leave their bones in the world, even if they are not very powerful, will eventually be called lowly ghosts, so they are called ghosts.

There is an endless number of living people, and there is an endless number of ghosts.

Rumble…

Xiong Sanqi remained stationed, and the scenery around him became more and more vivid. Dense crowds of people appeared around him, almost filling up the entire village. They seemed to have lived here originally, crawling out of the cemetery, crawling out of the dead bones, with maggots growing on the rotten flesh, and it was unclear whether they were alive or dead...

The crows cry incessantly, and the dogs weep sometimes.

When a man has the lust of a devil, the devil will take away his spirit.

People you meet during the day are mostly ghosts, but ghosts you meet at dusk are often suspected of being people.

The dead are scattered all over the ground, and the bones are gradually aged by the wind. …

Although he was in the mortal world, all he saw was hell. Ghosts were howling in the sky, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the surging ghost energy instantly tore the shaking [Yinshan Flag] into pieces.

"what……"

Finally, an old man from the Xiong family could no longer bear such a scene. His soul exploded and he fell stiffly to the ground, his breath barely hanging.

"Xiong Sanqi, are you going to start a massacre?" Xiong Baoping made seals with his hands, calming his mind, his face showing extreme pain.

Obviously, being in such a scene was extremely tiring for him, but as people fell down around him one after another, he had no choice but to roar in anger.

"If you have demons within, you will be trapped in the outer world..." Xiong Sanqi said expressionlessly, "Your cultivation is not yet good enough."

"Too strong... The Yinshan Ghost King is indeed as the rumors say."

"Is this man really invincible?"

In the huge Xiongjia Village, only the ancestral temple remained unaffected. It seemed that Xiong Sanqi deliberately avoided it to make it easier for Zhang Fan to act.

At this moment, whether it was Xiong Qianxing, Xiong Qianshan, or Xiong Ba, they were all in deep shock.

Although they have not fallen into the external scene, they can sense the situation outside with their souls.

That man really controlled the entire Xiong family with his own strength. His whole life was like a demon, and no one could break free.

The rumors are true. No wonder this man could cause chaos in the Xiong family ten years ago.

Now it seems that the Ghost King of Yinshan really has no taboos. What lineage, what clan, what blood relationship, what incense... all are empty in his eyes.

When a thought arises suddenly, the world will be turned upside down; when a thought arises again, supernatural powers will be rampant, and it seems that nothing can stop him.

"Good opportunity, Brother Fan, you go in first and leave this to me."

Xiong Ba woke up instantly. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was rare. Perhaps only at this time could Zhang Fan enter the Xiong Family Ancestral Hall without any hindrance.

"Can you?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't know how long the obstruction outside would last.

"Don't worry, I haven't followed you in vain these days." Xiong Ba licked the corner of his mouth, but there was unprecedented fighting spirit in his eyes.

He has been suppressed for too long, unable to act recklessly despite his Taoist teachings. Now is a good time for him to show his abilities and prove his past achievements.

"it is good."

Zhang Fan nodded heavily, without any pretense. He took a step forward, like an afterimage, and rushed into the depths of the Xiong family ancestral hall.

"court death."

Xiong Qianshan's face suddenly darkened and he stepped forward to stop him.

"Xiong Qianshan, your opponent is me."

At this moment, Xiong Ba took the lead and stood in front of Xiong Qianshan.

"Xiong Ba, you useless guy, do you think that you can show off in front of me just because you practiced in secret and got some furs that can gather Yin and become evil?" Xiong Qianshan said coldly.

He is not a fool like Xiong Qianxing. His cultivation is outstanding among the younger generations of the Xiong family.

hum...

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Xiong Qianshan's body shook slightly, and his true yang surged, returning to Taiyin, flowing through his limbs and bones, and turning into mysterious evil spirit, instantly covering the surface of his body.

The temperature around him dropped instantly, and the ominous aura made Xiong Qianxing unable to help but step back.

Refining Yin into Evil, in comparison, what Xiong Ba showed that day was not even a fraction of what Xiong Qianshan showed.

"If you don't retreat, you will die!" Xiong Qianshan said mercilessly.

stab...

At this moment, Xiong Ba took off his coat and made hand gestures.

"Huh!?" Xiong Qianshan's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help revealing a cold look as he looked at the seal formed by Xiong Ba.

"This is not the Yinshan Sect's Taoism."

"A stick of true incense burns fiercely, and the golden boy and jade girl smell it. I wish this incense can reach Qinghua Palace and ask Taiyi Jiuku Zun to help me."

Xiong Ba stepped on the Tiangang with a solemn look on his face, muttering something. After he finished singing, his true yang was as strong as fire and rushed straight to his head.

"Taiyi Method, the Art of Death?"

At this moment, Xiong Qianshan's eyes trembled suddenly, and finally revealed a solemn look.

……

The entrance of Xiongjia Village.

Everyone was still trapped in the exterior scene, struggling to hold on, and people kept falling down. Only Xiong Guanchen's expression suddenly changed at this moment, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction of the ancestral hall.

"That little devil entered the ancestral hall..."

As he spoke, Xiong Guanchen looked at Xiong Sanqi with a grim expression.

"You're here for him? Who the hell is that brat?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiong Baoping couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

People like Xiong Sanqian are domineering and have no taboos. He doesn't even care about his clan blood relatives in his heart. Now, he is willing to break his oath for a little ghost and return to Yujing, and even oppress the entire Xiong family with his own strength.

This is incredible.

"Uncle, when you get old, it's better to be a little confused, otherwise you're more likely to die early." Xiong Sanqi said lightly.

"Do you really think I can't suppress you?" Xiong Guanchen said coldly.

"What else are you waiting for? Waiting to become a coffin?" Xiong Sanqi said lightly.

"The soul-conquering boy, all the ghosts are coming to the city."

"Above, spread the net of heaven, below, spread the net of earth."

"The soul is honored after being refined, and the body is returned to die."

"The ancestor of Yinshan, commanded the refining of ghosts to run rampant."

……

A black gas surged between Xiong Guanchen's eyebrows and suddenly turned into a talisman. He clasped his hands together and formed seals, muttering something.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar came from the Taoist temple of the Xiong family’s ancestors.

Then, a strange figure rose into the sky like a black cloud, with howling winds and turbulent waves. A pair of huge hands stretched out from it, like ghost claws, and actually tore the eerie scene into pieces.

"This is……"

"Ghost handsome!!!"

"It's done... my Xiong family's foundation has been established from now on."

Everyone was extremely happy, as the Yinshan Xiong family's specialty was the method of refining ghosts.

Over the years, the Xiong family has exhausted all their efforts, expended countless resources, and paid a huge price. Even the Yellow Spring left by Xiong Sanqi has been exhausted, all in order to refine this ghost commander.

This thing is something that even high-level masters find difficult to deal with.

In the sky, that dark figure was surging like a cloud. Although it was a bright day, there was no light in the sky. The sound of ghosts crying was endless, which made people terrified...

Calling the stars to summon ghosts to enjoy the cups and plates, and making people feel cold when the mountain spirits eat, such a mood comes to the face.

"Xiong Sanqi, it has been ten years since I refined this ghost commander just to prepare for today." Xiong Guanchen said in a deep voice.

Ten years ago, he had never taken any oath to heart, and he had long expected this day.

To this end, he spared no expense and mobilized the entire clan to refine the Ghost General in order to restrain Xiong Sanqi.

"What else do you have to say?" Xiong Guanchen said confidently.

"Not bad, not bad..." Xiong Sanqi couldn't help but applaud, looking at the surging black clouds in the sky with an expression of admiration.

"Over the years, the Xiong family has indeed made a lot of progress..."

As soon as these words were spoken, a smug look instantly appeared on Xiong Baoping's face. He was no longer as fearful as before and seemed fearless.

"but……"

At this moment, Xiong Sanqi suddenly changed the subject and said, "I have twelve of these..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Sanqi's body shook violently, and a thick black gas escaped from his body, as if a dark night had arrived, accompanied by twelve terrifying shadows.

(End of this chapter)