Dao Qi Wu Zang Guan Guan: I became a Daoist Master in the 1990s

Chapter 93 Rejecting the Disruption of the Law (A long chapter of 3,500 words!)
Qi Yun stayed in the room, cultivating while waiting for the ghost to come.

Time passed slowly. Just as Qi Yun was cultivating, the Crimson Hunting Fire suddenly throbbed violently, causing a sharp pain in his Qi Sea acupoint!
Qi Yun suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shooting out a bright light, turning the empty room white, and the outline of the entire room became clearly visible under his night vision enhanced by the Talisman Realm.

However, this clarity lasted only a moment.

The inky darkness seeped in silently, through the cracks in the walls and the joints of the window frames, with a viscous, bone-chilling texture.

The room seemed to have sunk into a bottomless pool of ink, and the air became heavy and cold.

"They're here!" Qi Yun's mind raced, and he sprang up like an arrow, rushing to the bedside in one step!
The old newspaper that wrapped the longsword was instantly shattered by a powerful force, turning into countless butterfly shadows fluttering in the air.

The longsword, gleaming with a chilling light, was suddenly drawn, its blade tracing a cold, menacing line in the thick darkness.

With a roar, the Crimson Hunting Fire Pill in Qi Yun's dantian was activated, and dark red fire lines surged and roared within his body, ready to be unleashed!

He held his breath, sword tip pointing diagonally, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings like lightning. Walls, corners, ceiling… nothing but the ever-growing, writhing darkness!
It has no form, no breath, and you can't even sense the slightest movement of a cold wind!
The ghost seemed to blend into the ever-deepening darkness, leaving no trace!

Qi Yun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and a warning sign screamed in his heart.

In that tense moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!
On the bed, the cold, ghostly energy that had been lingering in Wang Dashan's body, like maggots clinging to bones, suddenly erupted wildly like a raging fire doused with boiling oil!
The pitch-black ghostly energy was no longer satisfied with mere erosion; instead, it transformed into countless greedy, icy venomous snakes, which, centered on the heart, frantically bit and probed into the limbs, bones, and internal organs!
His withered body suddenly tensed, and a hoarse gasping sound came from his throat, like a broken bellows being forcibly pulled, his breathing so rapid that it seemed as if it would stop at any moment.

His emaciated body, reduced to mere skeleton, writhed violently beneath the thin blanket, as if bound and dragged by invisible ropes.

Strange bluish-black lines appeared beneath the skin, and the eyeballs darted wildly beneath the tightly closed eyelids. The breath of life was like a candle flickering in the wind, rapidly dimming!

If we don't act now, this person will be dead in an instant!
"You wretched creature!" Qi Yun shouted without hesitation.

With his right hand still guarding the surroundings with his longsword, his left hand, with its sword fingers together, swiftly struck towards Wang Dashan's violently heaving heart!
"Teng!"

The crimson Crimson Hunting Flame burst forth from his fingertips, carrying a domineering will to burn away all evil spirits, and pierced fiercely into Wang Dashan's body along the sword finger!
However, this burning was far from the devastating destruction of the past!
Upon contact with the surging, pitch-black ghostly energy, the Crimson Hunting Fire was as if it had crashed into a dam of ten-thousand-year-old black ice, emitting a violent "hissing" burning sound!
Dark red and thick black clashed and annihilated each other in a frenzied battle, erupting with a pungent, acrid smell and icy white smoke!

The ghostly aura was as viscous as activated asphalt, possessing an extremely stubborn and chilling quality, fiercely resisting the purification of the flames.

The Crimson Hunt Fire advanced with extraordinary difficulty, as if wading through a muddy swamp. Each time it burned away a wisp of ghostly energy, it consumed far more power than ever before!
The light of the flames was compressed into the small space in Wang Dashan's heart, struggling to resist the surging waves of darkness coming from all directions.

"What a fierce and malevolent ghostly aura!" Qi Yun felt a chill in his heart. The ghosts in this modern city were far more eerie and chilling than the ordinary fierce ghosts he had encountered in Daqian!

"Break it for me!"

He held nothing back; the Crimson Hunting Fire Pill in his dantian spun wildly, and crimson energy surged forth!

The Crimson Hunting Fire injected into Wang Dashan's body suddenly surged!
The dark red flames, like a ferocious beast enraged, let out a deep roar and blazed brightly, forcefully repelling and extinguishing the ghostly energy that was frantically eroding the heart!
The flames, originating from the heart, spread with difficulty but determination to the limbs and bones. Wherever they passed, the viscous ghostly energy melted and dissipated like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, emitting a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

Wang Dashan's face regained a very faint trace of life, and his contorted body also eased somewhat.

It seemed that the ghostly aura in the core area was about to be completely eradicated!
“Tick…tick…tick…”

At this critical moment!
Three crisp, hollow footsteps with strange echoes suddenly and clearly rang in Qi Yun's ears!

It seemed to be right behind him, within arm's reach!
Qi Yun felt a chill run down his spine and turned around abruptly!
Behind me, where is that cramped bedroom anymore?
The walls, furniture, windows... all the familiar scenes were erased as if by an eraser!

As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless expanse of slowly rolling, grayish-white fog!
The fog was cold and deathly still, cutting off all sound. Only the rhythmic "tap...tap...tap..." of footsteps echoed in the stillness, like the urgent beat of a death knell!
A decaying, dilapidated wooden corridor appeared eerily in the thick fog, stretching forward until its end disappeared into the gray-white depths.

At the end of the corridor, about ten meters away from Qi Yun, a blurry, distorted black figure was walking towards him step by step with unhurried pace!
With each step, the hollow sound of footsteps resonated clearly in Qi Yun's heart!

"You wretched creature! You've finally shown yourself!" Qi Yun roared, his fighting spirit surging within him!

The remaining ghostly energy within Wang Dashan's body was no longer lethal; now he was ready to sever the source!
He unleashed his full power with a powerful step!
His figure was like a black lightning bolt tearing through the thick fog, carrying a fierce sword wind and dark red firelight, rushing straight towards the black shadow ten meters away!
The longsword pierced the air with a shrill whistle, its blade ablaze with crimson flames, leaving a trail of burning wind!
"cut!"

The sword light swept past the shadow without any hindrance!
The dark shape, like butter sliced ​​by a hot knife, was instantly split in two, disintegrating into two even thinner wisps of black smoke!

It worked? So easily?
The moment Qi Yun had this thought, a sudden change occurred!
The dissipated black smoke did not disappear; instead, it twisted and expanded rapidly within the gray fog! The black smoke, which had split in two, reformed itself in the blink of an eye.

They turned into two identical, blurry, and distorted black figures!

They remained standing ten meters away, their hollow footsteps turning into two overlapping echoes: "tap-tap...tap-tap..."

"What?!" Qi Yun's pupils shrank sharply, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he moved again!

With the Stepping Step combined with the Five Elements Thunder Sword Technique, the Metal Element Sword unleashed its power, transforming into two swift, cold stars that simultaneously pierced the "heads" of the two dark figures!
"Pfft! Pfft!"

With two soft sounds, the two dark figures shattered!

However, the shattered black smoke surged and split wildly once again!
Four blurry, even more sinister, black figures solidified in the gray fog!
Four hollow, overlapping footsteps!

"Tap tap tap tap..."

Destroy, split! Destroy again, split again! Eight paths, sixteen paths... thirty-two paths!
Qi Yun felt as if he were trapped in an endless nightmare!

His sword grew faster and faster, his Stepping Stance pushed to its limit, leaving trails of afterimages in the fog-shrouded corridor. Sword light crisscrossed, Crimson Hunting Fire roared, and each strike precisely annihilated a dark shadow.

But each annihilation only brings back twice the number of enemies!

Those dark shadows seemed endless. They moved silently, taking unchanging steps, slowly approaching from all directions of the gray mist, constantly compressing the space where Qi Yun was dodging!
The corridor seemed to extend infinitely, with no end in sight.

The grayish-white mist, carrying a biting chill, continuously eroded Qi Yun's protective true qi, even suppressing the temperature of the Crimson Hunting Fire.

Every breath was accompanied by a cold, stinging pain, and every swing of the sword consumed far more true qi than expected.

The number of ghostly figures has reached nearly a hundred!

They crowded together on the "boundary" ten meters away, like a silent black tide. Countless hollow footsteps converged into a monotonous and terrifying wave of noise that was mind-numbing!

Qi Yun had never encountered such a situation before. In the past, dealing with ghosts was always a direct confrontation, but this time he was truly stuck in an endless quagmire.

"Damn it... They can't be killed off... They can't be wiped out! The more they kill, the stronger they become!"

Qi Yun hadn't noticed the footsteps before, but now that they had multiplied into hundreds, overlapping each other, Qi Yun's head began to throb with pain, and black lividity appeared on his arms.

Qi Yun's forehead veins bulged, his breathing became heavy, and the sweat that soaked through his Taoist robe was instantly frozen by the cold.

The true qi within his body was showing signs of depletion due to the rapid consumption, and the power of the Crimson Hunting Fire had also dimmed somewhat.

At this moment, Qi Yun dared not draw his sword again, but without drawing his sword, the surrounding ghosts surged towards him. Qi Yun used his lightness skill to dodge continuously, but he was still constantly being pulled by them. After he drew his sword and severed their arms, a black handprint was left on his own body.

Just as Qi Yun realized that his thinking was starting to sluggish.

"Boom!!!"

The dormant "Northern Yin Fengdu Black Law Edict" rune between Qi Yun's eyebrows suddenly burst forth with a blinding light!

An unparalleled majesty, supreme, ruling over yin and yang, and holding the reins of life and death, descended with a thunderous roar!

Two enormous seal characters, crimson as blood and seemingly formed from the purest power of laws, disregarded the barriers of time and space and were directly imprinted into Qi Yun's divine sense.

Reject chaos!
The moment those two words were uttered, it was as if the mouth held the law of heaven, and the law became law!
Boom! ! !

The entire gray mist corridor, all space, time, and rules, seemed like a fragile glass mirror tossed with stones, groaning under the unbearable weight, before collapsing with a deafening roar!
Those dense, endless black shadows, like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun, didn't even have time to scream before they were silently annihilated and melted away in the light of the absolute order and the law of rejection that emanated from the words "Reject Chaos"!
The billowing, grayish-white fog dissipated rapidly, like the receding tide!
The decaying corridor crumbled inch by inch! The suffocating, endless sound of footsteps abruptly ceased!

"Uh!"

Qi Yun shuddered violently and suddenly opened his eyes!

Before me was still that dimly lit bedroom filled with the smell of medicine and talismans.

Outside the window, the mountain city was shrouded in the quiet night.

He maintained the posture of pointing his left sword finger at Wang Dashan's heart, the crimson hunting fire at his fingertips burning steadily, completely incinerating the last stubborn trace of dark ghostly energy.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through Qi Yun's inner shirt.

My back felt icy cold.

Not an illusion!

The gray fog corridor, the endless ghostly figures, the suffocating feeling of being on the verge of death... it all felt incredibly real!
That was a direct invasion at the spiritual level, or rather, at the level of some kind of bizarre rules!
That ghost has the ability to drag people's consciousness into its domain of rules!
There, it is practically an immortal and indestructible ruler!

If it weren't for the black decree between his brows manifesting at the last moment, and the [Rejection of Chaos] law activating on its own, shattering that eerie rule domain with an absolute rejection, he would probably be a corpse completely corrupted by ghostly energy, his soul scattered!

"Reject chaos...reject chaos!"

The corpse spots and ghostly handprints left by the ghostly footsteps earlier actually had the power to erode the spirit, that is, the power of the primordial spirit.
Once it accumulates to a certain extent and begins to truly erode, it triggers the Law of Resisting Chaos!

A sudden realization surged within Qi Yun: "Reject all external interference!"

Whether it's material invasion, spiritual erosion, or even distortion of the rules... all are rejected!

This law is like an impregnable fortress protecting the soul and spirit, and isolating it from all evil spirits and strange forces!

"Hah...cough cough..." Wang Dashan on the bed let out a weak but clear groan, and his rapid breathing miraculously calmed down.

The ashen bluish-black hue that had enveloped his face and body quickly faded away. His eyes, though still tightly closed in their deep sockets, were no longer darting about wildly, but had fallen into a long-lost, truly peaceful slumber.

(End of this chapter)