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Chapter 228 The Bride's Efforts! Officially Joining the Seven Elders' Fighting Force (4k)

The blood-red rain mingled with the faint, mournful cries, making it seem as if the entire world was shrouded in blood rain, shrouded in darkness.

Such a terrifying commotion could only be created by a true vengeful ghost.

If Lu Ming can control this supernatural force at will, he will truly become a vengeful ghost, without having to worry about the ghost's resurrection, and will be able to maintain a clear mind.

But he felt no relief whatsoever; instead, his heart was heavy.

Because these supernatural phenomena influence each other, the level of terror continues to increase. Once it exceeds the limit that Lu Ming can bear, his consciousness will dissipate, which is no different from being completely dead.

In other words, if he cannot control this supernatural force, then no matter how strong the supernatural force is, it will not benefit Lu Ming at all, but will only bring harm.

"The process of controlling it lies in confronting the supernatural; simply using force will not work, and the method is also very important..."

Lu Ming realized this. He had been able to succeed easily with forceful methods in the past because the vengeful spirits he faced back then were not as strong as they were now.

But if he continues to act recklessly, his fate will undoubtedly be dire.

It seems a bit too late to consider these things now.

Given Lu Ming's current situation, he needs external forces to intervene and break the deadlock.

But who can help him?
Li Yang?

Yang Jian?

Sun Rui?

Li Leping?
Or were they the Seven Elders of the Republic of China?
In this area shrouded in blood rain, it was clearly unrealistic to ask the others to come and help.

Even the most skilled ghost tamers cannot enter the core area of ​​this blood rain.

After all, the characteristic of ghost blood is that it cannot be suppressed. Once the supernatural power within a ghost tamer is suppressed, he is no different from an ordinary person. Entering the core area of ​​this blood rain in this state would definitely result in his instant death.

If anyone could truly help Lu Ming, it would be someone of the caliber of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, a ghost tamer.

However, although the Seven Elders of the Republic of China had reached the pinnacle in the realm of the supernatural, they still failed to break through the limitations of lifespan.

At this point in time, the seven elders of the Republic of China are not in good condition. A large part of the red envelopes from the Ghost Post Office are intended to solve the problem of the resurgence of vengeful ghosts caused by the deaths of the existing seven elders of the Republic of China.

Therefore, it seems that Lu Ming has virtually no chance of turning the tide.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The rain grew heavier, and the raindrops pattered on the ground beside Lu Ming's feet, creating ripples that turned the surrounding puddles a deep crimson.

Lu Ming's consciousness was also gradually becoming blurred, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

His ghost realm is very strong, possessing the ability to break the boundary between the supernatural and reality, and the ghost bride herself is also a very terrifying existence.

However, bound by certain rules, Lu Ming was still unable to escape the area shrouded in blood and rain.

Soon, Lu Ming's body turned pale and cold, losing its last bit of life. The teru teru bozu hanging from his waist had a strange smile on its lips, and blood kept seeping out. The old rope finally gave way and broke in the middle.

thump!!!
The teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll) fell into the pool water at Lu Ming's feet and sank to an unknown depth.

Lu Ming has paid a heavy price, but has not received the corresponding reward; the progress is even more unsuccessful than expected.

If someone were watching from the sidelines at this moment, they would find that Lu Ming, standing in the rain of blood, and the ghost bride, were not at all distinguishable as a human and a ghost.

The two had almost identical auras, like two resurrected vengeful ghosts.

With the invasion of supernatural forces, Lu Ming's damaged body gradually began to repair itself, and the rotten and hollow parts were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This abnormality represents an ominous sign.

Just then, the ghost bride, who had been standing stiffly in place without making any movement, slowly turned her head and looked at Lu Ming beside her.

Then, ignoring the blood rain that could suppress supernatural phenomena, she took out the umbrella, which had been stained bright red, from the surface of the blood pool.

Terrifying, ferocious, and eerie.

The umbrella was splattered with bright red ghost blood. As the ghost bride raised the umbrella, the ghost blood rolled outwards along the slight slope, and the blood droplets fell, forming curtains in front of her eyes.

Lu Ming's consciousness had become hazy and blurred. His body did not move, and even his eyes were frozen, his gaze could only be directed straight ahead.

But he still noticed the ghost bride's actions.

"What is she doing...?"

"Are you holding an umbrella for me?"

The golden umbrella that appeared above his head—or perhaps a red umbrella would be more appropriate—blocked most of the blood rain for Lu Ming, slowing down the rate of supernatural erosion.

However, this cannot fundamentally change the situation.

The crimson blood at their feet continued to rise, accompanied by the faint wails of a female ghost in mid-air.

Lu Ming's condition did not improve.

He could sense that a terrifying supernatural power was trying to merge into his body. This would increase Lu Ming's terror level, but it would also make him unable to control it. In an instant, he would be completely eroded by this supernatural power, which was not necessarily a good thing.

In the end, the most likely outcome is that Lu Ming will become a piece of the puzzle of a vengeful ghost and disappear from this world forever.

Sometimes, pursuing supernatural powers beyond one's control is a very dangerous thing.

However, Lu Ming couldn't care less about that at this point.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, he began to try to use his supernatural abilities to fight against the rain of blood and the cries.

However, all of this will have very little effect.

"Something's not right, this feeling is really wrong..."

"The real danger has not yet erupted."

"The cries echoed on and on, the terror intensifying until, finally, the sheer power of the supernatural erupting from the blood-red rainy sky would engulf me in an instant..."

The longer Lu Ming stays here, the more dangerous his situation becomes.

But he just couldn't leave.

This seems to have created an unsolvable deadlock, like a closed loop that cannot be broken.

At the same time, the ghost bride did something that Lu Ming didn't expect with her other hand.

She slowly raised her left hand, stiffly holding it in mid-air.

I thought she would use supernatural means to summon ghosts, but to my surprise, the ghost bride's intention in raising her hand this time was to remove the bright red veil from her head!
Lu Ming remained standing still, but his heart was in turmoil.

Generally speaking, although the ghost bride has developed her own consciousness to some extent, she is not very proactive and mostly cooperates with Lu Ming's actions, providing timely assistance.

At this moment, she not only held an umbrella to shield Lu Ming from the rain, but also took the initiative to remove the bright red veil from her head... This would have been unimaginable in the past.

After the veil was removed, the ghost bride's aura became noticeably colder and more terrifying.

This may seem counterintuitive, but it's true: removing a piece of the puzzle actually allows the Ghost Bride's power to be unleashed more effectively.

This is because the bride herself is extremely terrifying. The main purpose of the veil is not to increase the level of terror, but to seal it, achieving a balance between the red and white demons. Given Lu Ming's current situation, talking about balance is no longer realistic.

Therefore, the ghost bride removed her veil, revealing a fair and flawless face, a face that could be described as a perfect model.

Her eyes were cold, more indifferent and uncaring than the empty, stiff gaze I had imagined.

This is because the current ghost bride cannot be called a true vengeful ghost, nor can she be considered a ghost tamer; rather, she is something in between.

As the ghost bride lifted her veil, Lu Ming's expression changed.

Both of their faces contorted simultaneously. Lu Ming's expression seemed to be a strange smile, while the ghost bride cried sadly, her fair face streaked with cold tears.

The cries and laughter mingled and spread outwards, but when they reached the edge of this bloody rain, they seemed to hit some kind of barrier and bounced back.

The echoes overlapped with a new round of laughter and crying, and the terrifying supernatural situation subtly changed.

Soon, the sounds of crying and laughing drowned out the wails that were already present in the rain.

Suppression has been established.

After the ghost bride made her move, Lu Ming surprisingly regained the upper hand in this supernatural confrontation.

This change seemed to have caused some anomalies in the blood rain; the crimson blood was stirred up, and withered arms stretched out from it.

Lu Ming glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, his expression shifting slightly.

He saw corpses, countless corpses.

The corpses that were initially covered in blood were now piled up together, their arms reaching out from the blood and grabbing Lu Ming's trouser leg.

Such a large quantity, even if it were just supernatural derivatives, could cause Lu Ming a great deal of trouble.

During this process, the blood corpses were enhanced by the environment. They opened their eyes and looked at Lu Ming with resentment, wanting to drag him to some supernatural place that did not exist in reality.

Lu Ming had already exhausted all his strength in the supernatural battle against the blood rain, and now he had to deal with such a dense array of supernatural phenomena, which made him quite overwhelmed.

"We can't keep dragging this out any longer. These blood corpses aren't the key issue; the key issue is this terrible rain of blood, and this umbrella in my hand that could go out of control at any moment."

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, took out a white ghost candle, and lit it, which flickered with an eerie light.

The red ghost candle can protect the ghost tamer from attacks by vengeful spirits.

The white ghost candle, on the other hand, has the opposite effect; it actively attracts attacks from vengeful ghosts.

The moment Lu Ming lit the white ghost candle, all the blood corpses surged out simultaneously, covering the sky and covering the earth, densely packed, trying to completely bury Lu Ming in the pile of corpses.

The entire process was completed in an instant.

Lu Ming took such a great risk in order to find the source of the supernatural phenomenon the moment all the blood corpses surged out, and to dismember it with the supernatural power of the Ghost Cleaver.

Fortunately, Lu Ming used the Mirror World, and the supernatural power of the Ghost Cleaver seemed to be "copied," simultaneously slashing at several blood corpses.

These blood-soaked corpses, suspected to be the source of the paranormal activity, were dismembered, and the remaining remains were still twitching and struggling.

As it turned out, Lu Ming's risky move was the right one.

After these blood-soaked corpses were dismembered, the zombie horde's attack temporarily ended.

The wails were drowned out by laughter and tears, and the rain of blood was blocked by umbrellas.

The ghost bride stood protectively beside Lu Ming, blocking most of the supernatural attacks.

The concept of time lost its original meaning at this moment.

I don't know how much time passed.

The rain finally stopped.

This is not a natural phenomenon.

Rather, it's because the supernatural confrontation has ended, both sides have ceased their efforts, and a balance has been achieved.

In other words, this supernatural confrontation has come to a conclusion: Lu Ming did not die, and he suppressed the Blood Rain, obtaining the ultimate form of the supernatural weapon, a red umbrella.

However, even after the blood rain stopped, the sky remained dark and gloomy, exuding an eerie and ominous atmosphere.

Originally, this was just an abandoned and sealed-off suburb.

But now, this place has become an absolute no-go zone for life.

In places soaked by blood rain, nothing will grow for many years to come.

Moreover, the lingering supernatural influences have made this place unsuitable for human habitation.

"In this defiled and evil world, hell is empty, evil spirits have been resurrected, and the human world is like a prison... It is truly cruel beyond compare."

"Aside from the moment I arrived in this world, with the help of the Main God Space, my journey has been smooth sailing and incredibly easy... If it weren't for this setback, I probably would have forgotten how despairing this world is."

A cold voice echoed in the silent air, as if talking to itself.

After that, a sigh was heard.

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the other side.

This is a cold, old forest, where every tree exudes an ominous aura, as if sealing away terrifying supernatural forces.

It's normal for trees to give off a gloomy feeling, but what's abnormal is that this place is even more desolate and dilapidated than a real cemetery.

In addition, there is an old wooden house here.

Two white lanterns hang outside the old house, each bearing the character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice").

The dense darkness seemed to have materialized, and it was still writhing.

This is not ordinary darkness, but a kind of supernatural barrier.

Even the top ghost controllers in the current paranormal community cannot sense anything inside this old house through paranormal means.

At this moment, in the center of the main hall of the old house.

There is a grand master's chair here.

An elderly man with what appeared to be lividity or age spots was sitting in this armchair.

He was very old and his breathing was very weak, giving the impression that he wouldn't live much longer.

However, the majesty and oppressive aura emanating from within can instill fear in people from the bottom of their hearts.

His eyes were closed, as if he were asleep, or as if he were pondering something.

In the darkness, at some point, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction.

After a long silence, he uttered only two words.

"good."

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(End of this chapter)