The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 24 The Alluring Fear

"Whoosh!" A cold wind suddenly rose outside, and the sound of trees swaying violently could be faintly heard.

At this moment, inside Old Wang's house, which seemed to be empty, there were two faint breaths.

On the roof, rows of internal beams and columns are arranged in an orderly manner, but when you look in the middle, there is a large gap, and one of the beams and columns is missing!
"Hmph! Midnight is almost here, I'll use you, you evil spirit, as a sacrifice!" A faint voice hummed softly between a row of pillars with gaps in them.

If he hadn't spoken, even Feng Ling wouldn't have noticed!

"No wonder! This Xu Banxian guy actually knows the art of invisibility! But doesn't he know that the yang energy in a person's body is easily detected by yin entities?"

Feng Ling clicked his tongue in amazement, closed his eyes, hid under the bed, and carefully sensed every detail in the room.

Even changes in airflow, temperature, and breathing cannot escape his spiritual monitoring!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the sound of wind in the courtyard grew increasingly howling.

But what was strange was not the wind, but rather the sudden, thick white mist!

The white mist passed over the trees, and layers of frost condensed on them, resembling a blanket of snow. But you must remember, this is the height of summer!
A thick fog rushed in, and the two people inside couldn't help but shiver.

Outside, a sudden, heavy ping-pong sound made the two of them jump to their throats, and their bodies seemed to grow even colder!

At this moment, if anyone were in the courtyard, they would surely see a pillar emitting black energy floating eerily above the white mist, bouncing around wildly with the air currents.

Although the pillar was crashing around erratically, it was steadily moving closer to the house!
With a soft "thump," a piece of wood that had forcefully squeezed into the wall appeared.

Upon seeing the wooden stake, Feng Ling and Xu Banxian felt a tightness in their chests, holding their breath and keeping their eyes straight ahead.

It took a very long time for the black, swirling wooden stake to be completely rubbed into place. This waiting process was extremely anxious and agonizing!
"Bang, bang bang... Crash!"

The long pillar floated inside the house, seemingly aimlessly crashing around and breaking many earthenware jars.

A series of crisp, ear-piercing "crack" sounds rang out from the ground. Some fragments even flew up to Feng Ling's eyebrows, but he remained lying there motionless!

shadow……

Suddenly recalling what Old Wang had said when he came that day, Feng Ling immediately glanced at the wall.

Sure enough! There was a barely perceptible shadow, as hazy as the moonlight tonight…

wrong!

The fog tonight is too thick, blocking the moonlight from shining down, so how can the moonlight be hazy?
“Cheer…”

A chilling sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the roof shook violently, and the pillar returned to its original position, filling the gap!
Xu Banxian hid to the side, his heart trembling as he looked back at the black pillar that was only a foot away from his heels. Even though his saliva was stuck in his throat, he dared not make a sound or swallow!

However, before he could suppress his fear, a ghostly figure, entirely blue, appeared beneath the pillar and suddenly looked up, sweeping across... Swoosh!
That guy really did look like a blue-faced monster with fangs!
The moment the ghostly figure appeared, the temperature inside the room dropped by at least five degrees, and a thin layer of frost condensed and covered Feng Ling and Xu Banxian!

Feng Ling's body trembled slightly, and Xu Banxian trembled even more.

There was no one in the place where he was hiding, but a string of frost condensed in the void, strangely floating and trembling twice!

Xu Banxian cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" The ghostly figure hovering three feet off the ground below seemed to be telepathically connected, looking towards the rooftop once again!
Against the backdrop of its blue face and fangs, a pair of magnificent, sapphire-like ghost eyes gleamed.

Xu Banxian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. But he saw that the raised ghost head and face gradually revealed a fierce and ruthless nature!

"Hiss!" Xu Banxian could no longer hold back, and Feng Ling also thought that he had been discovered by the ghost.

However, before the two could launch their attack, a scene that shocked and enraged everyone appeared!
Looking out from under the bed, Feng Ling saw a dark, swaying rope filled with deathly energy falling from the sky!

"Heh, heh~..." Immediately afterwards, the ferocious ghost let out a series of howls that sounded like someone struggling to drown!

The faint reflection on the ground shook violently. Feng Ling seemed to see two ghostly feet kicking wildly from side to side, as if they were fighting for their lives!
On the pillar, Xu Banxian, with his nose sticking out, stared abruptly down, his pupils shrinking.

The view he could see from his vantage point was far more direct and clear than what he could see under the bed!

The vengeful ghost's entire neck was bound and strangled with a rope, a long black tongue lolling out of its mouth. Its upper body was hunched over, and a pair of blue ghostly hands were pressed tightly against its legs, while its lower body's two ghostly legs kicked back and forth...

They keep tinkering and having a blast!
Hanging! Hanged... a hanged ghost!

A hanged ghost...it's actually hanging itself?!
"Hiss!" Xu Banxian was horrified. They were "lucky" enough to witness such a terrifying scene. His eyes trembled as he watched: "You're already hanging dead, what are you still hanging for?"

In his shock and anger, Xu Banxian couldn't help but mutter a curse in his heart, for the answer was about to be revealed!

Snap! The rope snapped suddenly, and a ghostly howl, tinged with panic, rang out in response.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling felt the shadow on the ground grow larger and larger, and a blue ghostly shadow crashed down.

The ghostly figure crashed to the floor, thumped twice as if in pain, and then abruptly stopped.

A pair of blue eyes emitted a bewitching light, piercing into the unusual space beneath the bed...

Damn it! The ghostly rope snapped, causing it to fall and, by sheer coincidence, crash into something!

"Thunderbolt Strike!"

Without hesitation, Feng Ling took the initiative, unleashing a torrent of violent lightning.

"Caw!!" Seemingly terrified of the aura of lightning, the blue ghostly figure retreated at lightning speed.

Feng Ling leaped out of his body and flung a condensed, violent bolt of lightning from his hand.

Level 9!?
Feng Ling was startled, staring intently at the alluring woman slapping her burning backside and spinning rapidly...

Afterimage!

That's right, it moved so fast that all it left behind was a long afterimage!

"Hiss, hiss!" A plume of acrid black smoke billowed up, and the last bit of flame went out.

"No...it's not level nine!" As the stopped ghostly figure slowly turned its head, Feng Ling's heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying answer surfaced in his mind!
"A level ten hanged ghost!" A trembling voice came from the rooftop, confirming Feng Ling's unbelievable conclusion!

After witnessing Feng Ling's brief exchange with the ghost, Xu Banxian was surprised that Feng Ling had an eighth-level cultivation level, but was also alarmed to discover that the hanged ghost was actually a level ten!
Almost at the same time Xu Banxian spoke, a black palm print talisman bursting with golden light struck the blue ghostly figure with overwhelming force!
"Bang!!"

A huge explosion rang out, and gusts of cool wind blew away the black smoke.

Feng Ling stared ahead, his eyes trembling – most of Old Wang's house had been blown to smithereens!

Feng Ling was certain that if Xu Banxian's attack had landed on him, he would have been severely injured! But it would only have been a matter of being severely injured; as for... death?

Sorry, his true form isn't here!

The world is full of wonders and changes. Just a moment ago, Xu Banxian was amazed by Feng Ling's cultivation level. Little did he know that the next moment, Feng Ling would express his admiration for his magic weapon!
"Good darling!" Feng Ling's eyes lit up slightly.

Although Xu Banxian's current strength is temporary, what exactly is it that can forcefully increase the strength of a seventh-level cultivator to almost tenth-level?

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