I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 146, Section 145: Comprehending the Mythical Door God's Post! The Three Ghosts of the Netherworld Path

The Power of Shen Tu: Peach Wood to Suppress Evil!

An aura of the power of the door gods was transmitted into Xu Lindong's mind and consciousness, as scorching as the midday sun, containing the power to "break evil spirits" and "drive away plagues".

Any evil spirits or yin energy that come into contact with it will dissipate on their own, like snow meeting the morning sun.

Its power can be condensed into "Peach Wood Halberd Shadow", which is specifically designed to counter ghosts and spirits, and will damage their very essence upon impact.

Yu Lei's Power - Reed Rope Binding Soul!

The other aura was as cold and deep as a pool of icy water, possessing the effects of "forbidden" and "escorted".

It can transform into an invisible "soul-binding rope," which, once entangled, not only restricts the target's movement but also continuously erodes their spirit until their soul power is exhausted.

Xu Lindong took the initiative to approach the door and placed his palm on it.

Hold your breath and concentrate, trying to draw upon these two forces.

In my mind, an ancient and desolate painting seemed to suddenly appear.

But then one sees the majestic Dushuo Mountain standing at the boundary between Yin and Yang, its body as black as iron, with jagged rocks, and shrouded in a gray mist all year round.

At the mountain peak, a cold wind howled, and countless ghostly figures loomed, a scene of ten thousand ghosts walking at night.

Shen Tu, with a blue face and red hair, held a peach wood halberd. With a single swing, the scorching energy dispelled the heavy yin mist.

Yu Lei, clad in golden armor, glared solemnly and hurled a reed rope that pierced the sky like a golden dragon, instantly binding the ferocious and malevolent spirit.

A vast, majestic, and ancient will, dedicated to suppression, surged into his senses like a tide.

He could clearly sense that these two door god scrolls contained not only "defense" but also "suppression".

They possess a natural ability to suppress and punish ghosts and evil spirits. Rather than being door gods, they are more like "the supreme officials of ghosts" who govern the order of Yin and Yang.

Just as he was immersed in his insights.

Outside, near Tongyou Road, several wisps of cold, eerie energy had been lingering there for some time.

It was as if something was quietly approaching from the other side of the underworld, wandering and spying along the edge of the dim path.

Faintly, whispers seemed to drift on the cold wind.

Three gazes, like cold spider silk, pierced through the gap between light and shadow, slowly descending towards the direction of Xu Lindong's villa.

They seem to be looking for something.

They are also waiting for something.

The more one immerses oneself in understanding the power of the ancient door gods, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, the more one realizes.

The more Xu Lindong understood, the more he realized why the mythical-level gatekeepers were so powerful.

Once he comprehends the power contained in these two divine scrolls, it's as if he has directly grasped the ability to master the super-sequence level.

Even if they cannot compare to the true powerhouses of that realm, they still possess some of the corresponding characteristics.

For example, the power of Shen Tu is in charge of executions and killings. Its sharpness is comparable to that of the executioners in the underworld, and it can sever souls and destroy spirits.

Yu Lei's power tends to be seductive, like a captive ghost official, capable of stealing souls and seizing spirits.

However, these two powers do not originate from the underworld's ghost officials system, but rather from the power of the door gods themselves.

This also made Xu Lindong vaguely realize that although the Heavenly Way and the Earthly Way are separate, they also have something in common.

Just as the Heavenly Way governs the human world, it controls and manages a region, which is called "land".

The one who resides in the earth and governs the city is called the "City God".

Although their powers overlap, their foundations are different.

After fully understanding these two door god stickers, his door god power will also experience a qualitative leap.

A person's body can be like a door or gate.

The front chest is the front door, the back is the back door, and the human body can open eight doors.

It can universally transform the power of the ancient door gods.

Formerly Shen Tu, later transformed into Yu Lei, possessing the power to slay and destroy souls, and to snatch and retrieve spirits...

Time slips away quietly in this state of quiet contemplation.

As the night wore on, Xu Lindong was still somewhat at a loss.

The little finger, the lucky star, suddenly wandered nearby, poked its head out, gently touched his chin with its little hand, and pointed outside the door, as if to say something.

With just this simple action, as if some kind of spiritual connection had been revealed, his mind suddenly cleared.

The lingering, persistent feeling loosened in that instant.

Open the door — after opening the door —

It's not simply about "opening the door".

Behind that door lies a power that steals souls.

He got it.

The power of the door gods not only guards and keeps out outsiders, but also, the moment the door is opened, uses the door as a boundary and a sign as a guide to "hook" the "soul" of the invading enemy out of his body.

This is the more hidden power beneath Yu Lei's reed ropes.

In an instant, he grasped the rudimentary form of this soul-capturing power.

He immediately began to try to simulate the spell in his mind.

As you move your fingers, you can vaguely feel a very faint, almost imperceptible "pulling sensation," as if you can touch something invisible through the void.

But when the power of the door gods' sequence is fully unleashed to hook the soul...

He still felt that the flow of power was somewhat sluggish.

It's like gears that aren't properly lubricated, making them rotate unevenly.

"Stimulation is needed."

His consciousness awakened from the Tower of Babel.

He opened his eyes and took out the Netherworld Ghost Token from his bosom.

The token felt cold to the touch, and its surface shimmered with a dim, ghostly light.

It seems to contain some kind of dormant, yin energy.

"Even a Ghost King-level gatekeeper might be able to use this as a medium..."

""

Using the Netherworld Ghost Token as a medium, he attempted to guide the soul-snatching power he had just comprehended.

The Netherworld Decree itself can amplify the power of the Underground Sequence.

Although he was comprehending the power of the door gods of the Heavenly Dao at this moment, the two ancient door gods, "Shen Tu" and "Yu Lei," were originally responsible for suppressing ghosts in folk legends.

Its power is similar to the "soul-snatching" and "evil-suppressing" powers in the underground sequence.

All of these touch upon the boundary between Yin and Yang, and the laws governing the soul.

The power of a Ghost King-level gatekeeper is inherently connected to the "underground passage".

It could even be said that it is an extension of the power of Heaven in the "Yin-Yang order".

Holding the Netherworld Ghost Token, he felt his understanding of the concept of "soul-stealing" had become much clearer.

The ghostly aura contained within the token seemed to expand his perception of concepts such as "soul," "traction," and "the boundary between yin and yang," allowing him to more delicately capture the subtle blockages in the flow of power.

He attempted to use the energy of the netherworld as a "bridge" to more smoothly connect the power of the door gods.

They were so immersed in their research.

Sudden.

Through his activated soul-snatching power, he faintly detected a very subtle "movement" coming from somewhere outside.

The noise didn't come from the real world, but rather—

"From the Path to the Netherworld?"

Xu Lindong felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

The path to the underworld is a gap between the living and the dead, a place where the living cannot enter and the souls of the dead linger.

Normally, only the "Soul-Sequence Eight" can barely sense and enter.

He himself needed the help of the broken car seat to get inside.

But now, right in front of his own house, near the family compound of the Eastern District of the Divine Mystery Bureau, he could faintly "hear" rustling sounds coming from Tongyou Road through his soul-summoning power.

That definitely didn't seem like a normal wandering spirit.

Rather, it is a kind of "gaze" that carries a clear sense of voyeurism and even implies a chilling atmosphere.

Moreover, it seems to be more than just one stock.

"What happened?"

He felt a slight chill on his back.

This is the territory of the Department of Supernatural Affairs, right next to the family compound. Ordinary evil spirits wouldn't dare to approach.

What the hell is this? How dare you?

How dare they target him directly in the Tongyou Road?

Although these ghostly things seem to be hiding in the underworld, they have not actually stepped into the mortal world.

But now that they've targeted him, this threat must be eliminated immediately.

He dared not gamble on whether these things would be used against his family.

Although there are superhumans in charge of the family compound, for ordinary people like Uncle Yi and Aunt Zhou, the slightest carelessness could lead to their instant death.

A surge of cold anger rose in Xu Lindong's heart, and his killing intent intensified.

Could it be that his recent frequent use of dilapidated car seats to travel between the Federation and Xia Kingdom has attracted the attention of certain beings?

Regardless of whether it's to protect their family or to conceal their identity as "the King of Hell's Decree," they must find out the purpose of these ghosts.

Ideally, they should all be locked in the Tower of Babel.

He got up and got out of bed without making a sound.

He picked up the huge scythe, turned around and went into the villa's bathroom, closing the door behind him.

He placed his palm on the doorknob, and with a thought, the power of the Heavenly Dao Gate God within his body surged forth instantly.

The golden-red characters of the door gods spread from his palm, climbing up the door frame and walls like living things, quickly weaving into a dense net of light with the character "Qin".

The entire bathroom space trembled slightly.

All gaps were completely sealed off, isolating the inside from the outside, and even sound was swallowed up.

Then, he took out the Netherworld Ghost Token and held it in his palm.

Activating the extraordinary power of the underground, a sinister and murky aura instantly surged out from the token, rushing upwards along the arm like a cold current, quickly seeping into the limbs and bones.

Almost at the same moment, a golden light appeared between his brows, and the majestic power of the Heavenly Dao Gate God began to rise from his chest, gradually revealing the image of Yu Lei from the Gate God scroll on his chest, like a tattoo.

Armored in gold and helmeted, with a solemn expression, he stood holding a reed rope.

Yin and Yang, darkness and light.

Two completely different forces, drawn together by the Netherworld Decree, began to converge and intertwine.

This is not a fusion, but rather the gradual formation of a sophisticated resonance.

The "soul-snatching" power of the ancient door god Yu Lei was triggered in the resonance of this power of heaven and earth.

This ability should have been available only to those at Sequence 8 [Soul-Searching Underworld Messenger].

At this moment, Xu Lindong used the combined power of the two forces to forcefully cross the barrier of the sequence.

hum!

The huge scythe in his hand trembled, and the blade was no longer just a cold gleam, but covered with a layer of dark, illusory shadows that intertwined reality and illusion.

The phantom seemed to connect to some invisible dimension, emanating a chilling aura that was specifically designed to ward off spirits.

Without hesitation, Xu Lindong swung his sickle forward in a feint.

"come out!!"

The sickle did not strike any real object, but instead cleaved open an invisible "door".

Where the blade passed, the air rippled like water.

That dimly lit, hidden path was forcibly torn open by his hook, creating a gap!

"Whoosh!"

The blade probed into the dark path, precisely hooking onto something.

A ghostly figure hidden deep within the Yin Road suddenly froze, seemingly completely unprepared for the attack to come directly from the mortal world into this space between Yin and Yang.

It struggled to retreat, but was firmly locked in place by the suppressive force on the scythe that was specifically designed to subdue souls.

He was dragged forward and stumbled, almost having half his body pulled out of the Netherworld!

Just now.

"hiss."

A cold sound came from deep within the secluded path.

A withered, pale, and eerie claw suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the blade of the scythe!

A terrifying force erupted suddenly, traveling along the hilt of the knife. Xu Lindong felt a violent tremor in his hand, and his whole body was pulled forward.

The sickle creaked and twisted under the strain, and most of its blade was dragged into the Netherworld Path by the immense force!

"Such immense power!"

His face darkened; he was already on guard.

With a flick of the wrist.

150 merit points are consumed instantly.

The evil, strange object—the straight razor blade—was instantly grasped in his hand, its sharpness fully revealed.

He raised his hand and brought the knife down fiercely!

A flash of cold light, and the withered, ghostly claw gripping the giant scythe was slashed down.

Although it did not break directly, it quickly retreated into the Tongyou Path, letting out a muffled groan.

But the chilling aura emanating from the cut sent a shiver down Xu Lindong's spine.

This was actually a seventh-order ghost official, whose extraordinary power far surpassed his own.

No wonder even a straight razor blade couldn't cut the other person in one stroke!

Even if we use the power of the three phases, we may not be able to kill him here.

What weighed heavily on his mind was that the ghost official's aura was very familiar.

It turned out to be the same impermanent ghost official I had encountered in the ghost market.

This old ghost had his eye on him back then, and seemed to be able to see through the faceless mask he was wearing at the time. Now, it had actually tracked him here by following his aura.

"court death!"

Xu Lindong's murderous intent suddenly arose.

This corrupt official must die.

Even if this old ghost is Sequence Seven, today he will use all means, whether it's the evil bicycle or other strange objects, to kill him here at all costs.

If that still doesn't work—then we'll use the opportunity that Houtu Niangniang had to make a move, and we'll definitely wipe it out completely.

Just as he was about to unleash his murderous intent...

"etc....

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A voice suddenly came.

It came from the figure that had been caught by his scythe earlier.

It was a paper doll woman, her pale paper body as thin as a cicada's wing, her cheeks rosy, but her lips were only painted with a thin line of pink. In the dim mist of the path to the underworld, her face appeared both stiff and eerily beautiful.

Xu Lindong recognized her at a glance; she was the female ghost shop assistant from the Ghost Market tailor shop.

She actually followed us here too.

Two shadowy figures stood beside her.

One was an old ghost with thinning hair, only a few strands of gray hair sticking to his bluish-gray scalp. His eyes were sunken and his gaze was icy. His dark ochre robe had faded to gray-black, and a heavy, dark chain was wrapped around his waist.

The chain head was hidden in the mist, emitting a very faint "click-click" sound, as if it might suddenly burst forth and steal souls at any moment.

On the right was a drenched ghost, its black robe clinging to its hunched body, constantly dripping foul-smelling water droplets. Messy water plants clung to its neck, and its entire body exuded a putrid, river-dwelling stench.

He stood silently, his lifeless white eyes fixed intently on Xu Lindong without blinking.

The three ghosts stood there in the chaotic darkness of the path to the underworld, coldly peering into this place across the gap between yin and yang.

Xu Lindong's eyes turned icy, and he was about to make another move when the paper woman's paper lips trembled slightly, and her voice was faint and ethereal: "We have come here with no ill intentions, we just want to confirm one thing."

Xu Lindong paused slightly, realizing that the impermanent ghost official had not made a move, but was just staring at him coldly, his withered claw-like fingers slowly rubbing the chains, as if issuing a warning.

"What do you want?" he asked directly.

His murderous intent showed no sign of diminishing.

Since these evil things have come to my doorstep, no matter what their intentions are, they must die here.

Otherwise, his family would be uneasy, and he himself would never have a peaceful day.

Even the identity of the person on the Yama King's decree could be exposed.

Even if the authorities know that he is the King of Hell, his actions in fighting against evil superhumans in the Federation are righteous, and the Department of the Supernatural will not only not punish him, but may even protect him. The Chief's current attitude of valuing him has already said everything.

The problem is that this identity has been to the Ghost Market and used the broken seats of a car with hazard lights to teleport—these things are impossible to explain, and they all involve the Tower of Babel.

He couldn't explain how he subdued the car seat, especially since it involved riding a bicycle to help Houtu go to the ghost market to investigate the account books.

These are all potential problems.

As his mind raced, the female ghost opposite him continued, "We only want to find the one who is looking for the ledger; our Ghost Market's master wants to see Him."

Xu Lindong was startled.

They actually know about Houtu Niangniang?

In his surprise, he suddenly felt a slight fluctuation coming from inside the Tower of Babel, and immediately realized that when he took out the razor blade, the Empress must have already noticed the movement outside.

He immediately sparse a wisp of his mind and sank it into the tower.

The moment consciousness entered, Houtu's cold voice came: "Step back, let me take care of everything."