The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

At the gates of hell, the one-eyed general held a knife in one hand and the head of the last ghostly soldier in the other.

"Sizzle"

"Keep going!" he said, licking his lips. "I want to see how many of you you have left!"

He brandished his battle sword, which now shone brightly, completely free of its previous rust. The tip of the sword grazed the ground, slowly dragging, leaving a trail of sparks.

Six ghost soldiers, two resurrections, and eighteen dissipations finally exhausted the card energy of the [Netherworld].

At this moment, only the threshold ghost remained standing guard at the gates of hell. Its voice was no longer calm as before, but rather resolute as if it were facing death.

"No one may enter without orders!" With that, he transformed into a threshold, blocking the one-eyed general's path.

"Useless is useless. After all that charade, all you've got is this much skill!" The one-eyed general looked at the threshold blocking his way and laughed loudly.

The lantern-bearing maid followed behind him, a disdainful smile playing on her powdered face: "Indeed, General, you are mighty! You slaughtered them without leaving a single survivor!"

"Haha, wait till I break in, I'll give you my head! The flesh there is tender." The one-eyed general kicked the threshold and shouted at it, "Get out of the way!"

The threshold monster shuddered from the kick, its eyes, visible on the threshold, fixed intently on the one-eyed general. "Token!"

"A token? I never need a token to enter the city, I rely solely on the knife in my hand!"

Immediately, the one-eyed general raised his sword and slashed at the threshold monster. Although no mark was left on the threshold monster, its skin was noticeably lighter.

Qin Muyao stood beside Lin Fan, her hand gripping Zhang Fei's card was already sweaty. She bit her lip, watching everything that was happening in front of her, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Lin Fan?"

"Um!"

"Now that your ghostly soldiers are gone, that threshold monster should be about to collapse as well."

"Um."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qin Muyao's voice rose a few decibels.

Lin Fan did not answer. He stared at the gradually blurring threshold and muttered to himself, "The Yin soldiers of the Gray Domain are still too weak after all, but it's not bad that the Underworld can reach this level."

"Old Zhang!" Lin Fan turned to look at Zhang Jiao behind him: "It's up to you now."

Zhang Jiao opened his half-closed eyes, and lightning seemed to flash in his pupils.

【Five Thunder Methods】

The sky, which had been dark, was now flashing with lightning. Just as the one-eyed general was about to swing his sword down again, a bolt of lightning struck, and the general's figure suddenly stopped.

"Wooden thunder, entangle me!" Zhang Jiao's voice wasn't loud, but it reverberated like thunder in the gates of hell.

[The Yellow Heaven shall rise]

A yellow talisman floated to the ground from his hand, and the cinnabar on the talisman seemed to come alive, turning into chains that spread downwards into the ground.

"Thump, thump, thump!" The ground began to shake, the stone slabs on the ground became loose, black soil began to rise, and a hand covered with black soil and a curse mark emerged.

Then came the second one, and then the head.

A Yellow Turban warrior, whose physique was almost identical to that of the One-Eyed General, appeared before the crowd. However, unlike before, the warrior was now completely black, his body seemingly soaked in blood.

The one-eyed general looked at the Yellow Turban warrior, his voice trembling slightly, "What the hell is this thing?!"

Lin Fan was also puzzled at this moment, as this was completely different from the Yellow Turban Warriors he had previously known.

"Old Zhang, what's this...?"

Zhang Jiao looked at the black soil on the ground, pondered for a moment, and then said with a rare hint of surprise, "It's Yin soil!"

Lin Fan's pupils contracted.

The Yellow Turban Warrior stirred the surrounding air, transforming his palm into a fist. With a single punch, the One-Eyed General had no time to dodge and could only raise his battle sword to block. The dark red light on the sword surged to its peak at that moment, resembling a blood-red shield.

"boom"

The ground beneath the one-eyed general's feet instantly cracked open, revealing several dense fissures. The cracks on his battle blade multiplied, and even the dark red light diminished somewhat.

"I won't... die here..." he said stubbornly, his voice trembling slightly as he gritted his teeth.

The Yellow Turban Warrior increased his strength once more, and the battle sword broke completely. Without the sword's obstruction, the black fist, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, landed on the one-eyed general.

With a single punch, he was sent flying, and in a flash of blue light, he transformed into a material card.

"General!" The maid's scream echoed through the gates of hell. The lantern slipped from her hand and was replaced by a jade dragon-shaped seal.

Black mist surged from the jade seal, rapidly spreading towards Lin Fan and the others.

"Watch out!" Lin Fan saw the jade seal in the maid's hand and immediately became alert. He took a sniff and found that the originally foul air was actually sweet. At that moment, he felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.

He quickly covered his mouth and nose, bit his tongue, and the fishy taste spread in his mouth, making him a little more awake.

Before Qin Muyao could react, the black mist rushed towards him. He opened his mouth, and then his eyes fell shut.

"Qin Muyao!" Lin Fan wanted to help her up, but the mist came too quickly and enveloped her in an instant.

The fog gradually thickened, and even when he held his breath, the sweet scent could be faintly felt entering his body. Lin Fan felt his eyelids getting increasingly heavy.

Just as the fog was about to envelop him, a hand suddenly grabbed Lin Fan's arm. It wasn't a human hand, but a dark palm covered with curse marks.

The Yellow Turban Warrior hoisted him onto his shoulder, and a familiar voice rang out from the mist: "Five Thunder Orthodox Method".

Several bolts of lightning struck the maid holding the jade seal directly. The maid's movements visibly stiffened, as if she was enduring the pain brought by the lightning spell.

The Yellow Turban Warrior clenched his fist and swiftly unleashed a punch that pierced the mist, heading straight for the maid.

"No... General..." The maid let out a sharp scream, but soon fell silent.

The fog quickly dissipated, and silence fell over the gates of hell.

Zhang Jiao waved his hand, scattering the Yellow Turban warriors, and Lin Fan took the opportunity to land next to Qin Muyao.

He gently helped Qin Muyao up from the ground. She was breathing steadily and had a slight smile on her lips.

"Is she alright?"

Zhang Jiao glanced at it. "She's just asleep. That mist is probably what induces dreams. It won't have much of an effect on this mentally strong girl."

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief. The energy of the [Netherworld] was completely exhausted at this moment, and the rental house reappeared.

Lin Fan carried Qin Muyao to the bed and put her down. He then turned around and walked to the two strangely dropped cards, bent down and picked them up.

"Huh! Three cards? How could those two weirdos drop three cards!"

[Bloodstained Butcher's Knife] (Blue) [Hanging Skull Palace Lantern] (Gray) There is also [Sleeping Dragon Seal] (Blue), which is the jade seal in the maid's hand.

Card Name: [Sleeping Dragon Seal]

Type: Equipment Card

Quality: Blue Domain 4-star

Skill: [Imperial Dream] - Allows the user to fall into an imperial dream.

Overview: The dragon sleeps deep beneath the abyss, dreaming of the past. Those who disturb its slumber will surely be devoured.

There's only one possible explanation for this: even the uncanny use cards!

"That makes sense, why can only humans use it!" Lin Fan didn't delve too deeply into it, as it wasn't something he was considering.

He focused his gaze on the [Meilong Seal], a glint of light appearing in his eyes.

"The Dragon Seal! Could the emperors of past dynasties reappear in the world?"