This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 288 Resurrection
The clash of magical powers awakened the unconscious Zheng Xing. He was already beyond the limits of ordinary people, and was particularly sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual energy.

Because of the isolation created by the formation, people outside couldn't see what was happening inside unless the formation was impacted. They only felt that everything seemed calm inside, but Zheng Xing could.

Although it has been several years since we recognized the existence of cultivators in the world, and the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations has established many stations in ancient times and even encountered some demons and evil spirits, we have never actually witnessed a battle between powerful cultivators.

To some extent, due to the need to bide their time and prepare for the future, Hidden Immortal Valley and the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations have maintained a low profile and restraint in recent years, making themselves seem to have little presence.

Today, Zheng Xing witnessed what a real battle of magic was like. However, due to his own limitations, his understanding was still somewhat vague. But with his perseverance, he could only try his best to keep the recorder on his chest pointing in the direction of the City God Temple.

Those who are in the City God Temple are mostly underworld deities. Liu Hongyu didn't know how strong the person in front of him used to be, but at least now he was very weak and confused.

"The sword intent is strong, but unfortunately the magic power has dissipated!"

"Boom!"

"Insufficient incense offerings lead to entangled desires, and the spiritual energy is also lacking!"

"Bang~"

Sometimes when Liu Hongyu fought with those ghosts and gods, he would make a comment and then strike directly at the opponent's weak point. However, the attack was not aimed at damaging the opponent's essence, but rather at shattering the dark part of the opponent's spirit.

In the past, Liu Hongyu lacked both cultivation and experience, but now he is more than capable, especially after touching the threshold of a true immortal, he can see the crux of the problem of the ghosts and gods in front of him.

"What, you want to leave before the fight is even over?"

Perhaps the ghosts and spirits thought Liu Hongyu was invincible, so they continued to rush towards the edge of the formation to attack it. Liu Hongyu naturally cut off their path first and fought with them once again.

At this time, the residual magical power near the edge of the formation would also cause ripples on the formation's surface. People outside could see some light and color at the ripples in the formation, and only then would they know that the battle inside was not over yet.

After about half an hour of fighting, Liu Hongyu could sense that his opponent's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce.

Afterimages appeared in the City God Temple. Zheng Xing struggled to stay upright and didn't faint again. He kept his eyes wide open and watched the increasingly intense battle.

Although the ghost had not yet regained its senses, as the spiritual dew that Liu Hongyu had been sprinkling continued to merge into his golden body, the areas within his body that were entangled by the incense of desire were decreasing, and his own power began to gradually manifest.

Liu Hongyu also started to take it seriously, instead of being casual at first.

Rays of light and shadow collided at the location of the City God Temple, and the aftershocks of spiritual energy began to transform into gusts of wind.

The clash of sword and saber light is no longer a one-on-one battle; sometimes it even seems as if the flashes of swords and sabers appear in the sky and on the ground above the ancient town.
"That was exhilarating! That was exhilarating—it's been so long since I've had such a satisfying fight!"

Liu Hongyu couldn't help but shout out. Rather than saying it had been a long time, it was more like it had never happened before. Since achieving success in his cultivation, all he had done was wait and endure.

However, at a certain moment, when Liu Hongyu struck out with his sword again, the demon opposite him did not raise his blade to block.

Liu Hongyu frowned and casually turned his sword, stopping just outside the opponent's brow. Looking at the ghost opposite him, the chaos in his eyes had mostly dissipated. Although some remained, his own clear consciousness had taken over.

"Oh, fellow Daoist, you've woken up?"

The ghost sensed the changes within its body, then looked at the statues in the main hall of the City God Temple not far away, its expression somewhat complicated.

"Thank you for your guidance, Immortal Master. You helped me regain my senses and make me lose track of time and the spiritual energy."

The ghost sensed that the only place with relatively strong spiritual energy was the City God Temple, which was the residue left over from the previous spiritual dew. However, there was no change in the outside world. But he quickly realized that an array had been set up.

Memories of the previous chaos slowly resurfaced, allowing the spirits to understand the current situation more clearly.

"What year is it today? I think you will soon understand, fellow Daoist, without me needing to say more!"

Liu Hongyu replied with this sentence, and at the same time sheathed his sword, returning the spirit sword in his hand to its sheath.

The spiritual energy gradually began to recover, and the last remaining trace of spirituality instinctively began to draw upon the spiritual energy to recover. In the process of recovery, it tried its best to eliminate chaotic desires and incense, so that it could slowly find itself again.

Then came the conflict with the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations, until Liu Hongyu appeared.
"So much time has passed. It seems the spiritual energy has indeed begun to recover. But has the situation in the world finally improved?"

"Not yet."

Liu Hongyu approached the ghost. The person's clothes were somewhat peculiar. At this moment, the person seemed to have stepped out of the shadows and into the sunlight. Everything became clear, and the colors were no longer dark.

His clothes were different from what I had imagined; they seemed to be dark blue with white accents. The tall hat on his head was shaped like a crescent moon with a slight curve. He held a knife in one hand and had a fan at his waist. Clearly, he was not an ordinary underworld official.

It seemed that the other party was someone who could be communicated with, so Liu Hongyu explained the current situation and what had just happened to them to a limited extent.
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About half an hour later, Liu Hongyu appeared at the edge of the formation and immediately used magic to walk out of the formation.

The investigators immediately surrounded them and inquired about the situation.

"How is the Immortal Master?" "Young Master Liu, is he alright?" "Has it been resolved? Was the Immortal Master injured?"

Liu Hongyu looked back.

"It's okay."

A group of people subconsciously looked in that direction, but were slightly startled. Through the array, there was a person dressed in dark blue and white clothes standing there. With the hat on his head, he even gave people the illusion of an unorthodox Onmyoji.

Although the person looked very different from before, the people from the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation immediately connected the person in front of them with the ghosts and spirits they had seen before.

"It's him?" "He's not dead yet?"

"Immortal?"

"It's a long story. You can think of it this way: what happened just now was him losing his mind, and this person now is your true self."

As he spoke, Liu Hongyu transmitted a few words to Si Weifeng, clearly saying some things that were inconvenient to reveal, including that the statue inside the temple was the other party's Achilles' heel.

About fifteen minutes later, the people from the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations approached the great formation with a hint of trepidation, but Liu Hongyu's presence made them feel much more at ease.

The formation was then dispelled. Everyone was tense for a moment before relaxing. The ghost did not act rashly; instead, it bowed to everyone.

"I was in a state of confusion just now and offended many people. I hope you will forgive me. Please rest assured that those I injured still have a chance to come back to life!"

Resurrection?

Si Weifeng and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Liu Hongyu, who nodded slightly.
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Soon, all the agents from the Bureau of Investigation who had participated in the interception were found, and their bodies were all gathered at the City God Temple in the ancient town.

Apart from Zheng Xing, who had fainted again, none of the other forty-odd senior agents survived; all had lost vital signs.

A makeshift awning shielded the body from the sun.

The bodies were lined up in four rows at the temple entrance, and the people from the Bureau of Investigation were in low spirits.

A small number of military and police personnel standing nearby also had complicated expressions. Although they did not know the specifics, they knew that this incident was not comparable to normal criminal behavior, and some of them had already thought of supernatural things.

Zheng Xing was lying on a stretcher receiving an IV drip, also located in front of the temple gate.

Liu Hongyu and the ghost stood together, the former looking at the latter and asking a question.

"Fellow Daoist, you've only recently regained consciousness, are you really alright?"

"Rest assured, Immortal Master, with the spiritual dew you provided replenishing our spiritual power, retrieving people from the River Styx is indeed impossible, but bringing the captured souls back to life is no problem. Everyone, watch me cast my spell!"

The second half of his sentence was spoken to all the members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a folding fan from one side.

"Wow~"

As the folding fan unfolded, a sense of shadow spilled out again, but this was different from the previous eerie and threatening feeling. Apart from making people feel cold, it didn't feel anything too strong. But the next moment, many people were stunned.

Within that shadow, many familiar faces appeared. Many looked at the shadow and then at the ground, and realized that they were all people who looked exactly like the corpse. Then everyone realized what was going on.

"Soul?"

"That's right, it's a soul!"

The ghost responded to someone's words, and with a wave of its folding fan, a gust of wind swept across the ground, bringing with it a layer of cold mist.

One by one, the souls, some conscious and some confused, transformed into streams of light, all flying toward the numerous corpses on the ground, which were their own bodies, and then disappearing into them one by one.

Even Zheng Xing had a shadow that was much blurrier than the others returning to his body.

However, after that, the forty-odd people on the ground did not react in any other way.

"Wait a moment, and they will wake up naturally!"

As time went by, the ghost's words were gradually confirmed. Zheng Xing was the first to wake up, and then the other agents also began to regain their pulses one after another.

The medical staff, who were well prepared, were once again shocked. Urged by others, they came to their senses and began to rescue the wounded. However, all they could do was give them IV fluids and glucose.

(End of this chapter)