For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

The two followed one after the other, chasing the door god painting that was flying in the air, along the mountain path. They walked quickly, passing through the dense forest.

The humid rainforest of Southeast Asia. The sunlight filtering through the canopy gradually thickens and becomes more vertical, as the sun rises higher and higher.

The paper-painted door gods led the two onto an unfamiliar path. It was a sparsely wooded path, winding and turning, sometimes advancing and sometimes retreating; anyone unfamiliar with the area would easily get lost.

The road was overgrown with weeds and bushes. They stepped over the grass, trampling on the decaying leaves, startling the mimicking insects and lizards, and then shoveled up the decaying leaves and mud.

Luo Feng looked at the colored paper floating in the air. This picture of the door gods was not floating randomly, but seemed to be pulled in the air by some invisible force, or swaying in the air with the wind.

"This is the power of one of the Yin Masters, 'Manifesting the Way Bodhisattva.' The three members of the Yang family must have risen from the dead during the night."

Liu Guangyang then began to explain.

It turns out that the so-called "Manifest Path Bodhisattva" is also known as the "Danger Path God" in folk tradition.

In folklore, this "Bodhisattva" is a guardian deity during funerals, similar to a road god or a bridge god. In addition, it, together with the road-opening god, constitutes the attributes of a door god.

However, the eight spirit masters enshrined in the Datuk Temple are all ghosts, not deities.

He guessed that this Yin Master must have been robbed by bandits and either died tragically while robbing someone on the road, or was killed and his body abandoned in the mountains.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng asked another question.

"What is this 'resurrection'?"

"The corpse rising up is called 'zhao shi' in folk terms... It usually happens when the corpse is startled by external forces, or when it is filled with resentment and has not been properly buried, causing it to grow hair and ward off evil."

Previously, Liu Guangyang emphasized the "aura of corpse calamity".

Luo Feng guessed that the black aura might be the so-called filth, a kind of pollution or aura radiated by ghosts.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the concept of a resurrected corpse was somewhat similar to the zombies he had seen in movies.

"Could it be... a zombie?"

"Stiff?"

Liu Guangyang smiled and then shook his head.

"The zombie is already a fully-fledged corpse demon. It is not simply a transformation of evil spirits. The corpses mostly rely on a corpse calamity aura in their bodies to rise up. Some corpses will run wildly for several miles after rising up, and then they will fall down after losing that corpse calamity aura. They are harmless to ordinary people."

He added seriously, "There are some more troublesome situations, such as people using spells to control newly deceased corpses, turning ordinary corpses into resurrected ghosts... I came here specifically because I'm worried about this happening."

"You mean, someone is using the Yang family's corpses to commit crimes?"

Luo Feng suddenly realized why the old man Diao's expression was so strange back then; that's what it was all about.

"But who would do such a thing?"

"I don't know either."

Liu Guangyang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Previously, Wang Tianjiu was also tainted by a bit of the corpse's aura. If he didn't find a way to remove it, he would soon fall seriously ill and then die mysteriously."

Liu Guangyang quickly explained.

"I just inhaled some corpse energy, which saved his life... Afterwards, I transferred this corpse energy into this door god picture, and used this energy to track the whereabouts of the three corpses."

"So this is how the Yin Master's abilities can be used."

"yes."

Liu Guangyang sounded rather smug.

"The Yin Master magic of the Datuk lineage can ward off disasters, avert calamities, exorcise evil spirits, track down criminals, and cast curses; its uses are truly boundless..."

Luo Feng nodded silently, knowing that he still had much to learn.

"It's quite a rare opportunity, Junior Brother Miao Sheng. Let me share some of my own insights with you."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, this senior brother Liu also explained to him some tips on how to use the power of the Yin Master.

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Several hours later, although Liu Guangyang and Luo Feng were in relatively good health, they were still exhausted and sweating profusely as they walked along the road, their steps becoming increasingly heavy.

Swish!

Suddenly, the kite-like door god painting went out of control and fell from mid-air, where it was caught by Liu Guangyang.

"What's wrong?"

"The opponent's corpse aura has vanished here."

Liu Guangyang frowned. He looked around and saw that the road ahead had disappeared, and he was surrounded by dense woods.

"Can we find it?"

Luo Feng looked puzzled.

Earlier, when he and Liu Guangyang had tracked the trail halfway, they could still see faint traces of human footprints on the weeds that resembled animal trails.

After arriving here, these footprints disappeared.

Has the trail gone cold?

"Wait, there's a big tree over there..."

Liu Guangyang took a few steps forward, his gaze fixed on a tall Hopea tree directly in front of him.

The giant tree stood straight, as if gazing arrogantly at the two of them.

"There might be something wrong with this tree. I'm going to climb up and take a look."

Liu Guangyang spoke with a confident tone.

"Those three corpses walked the whole way; they can't fly," Luo Feng's gaze shifted to the large tree. "Could they have climbed up there?"

"Who knows?"

Liu Guangyang tossed the mourning stick he always carried to Luo Feng.

"Take this safe; it can protect you."

Luo Feng reached out and took it, discovering that the mourning staff was made of some unknown material and was quite heavy.

Liu Guangyang then took off a satchel he was carrying and threw it under the tree.

He carried a barbarian's parang knife at his waist, took off his shoes, and stretched his toes. Then, with a powerful leap, he climbed up the lush tree trunk.

This senior brother Liu was very agile. He climbed the big tree like a big monkey and quickly reached the top.

What might be on the tree?

He looked at the big tree, which was tall and strong. Its crown was dark and its branches were dense, making Liu Guangyang's figure appear somewhat small. Every now and then, a few withered yellow leaves would fall from the tree.

The air became a little quieter.

Suddenly, a vague sense of crisis came from behind him, and the hairs on his neck stood on end.

The talent "Crisis Insight" was immediately activated. Luo Feng turned around abruptly and saw a nimble shadow rushing towards him.

"call out!"

In that instant, Luo Feng's reflexes were incredibly fast; he gripped the mourning stick tightly in his right hand and lashed it out like lightning.

The shadow was hit, screamed, and jumped to the other side.

He looked closely and was surprised to find that it was a clouded leopard.

"This beast...attacked me!"

Luo Feng quickly gripped the stick in his hand. The clouded leopard, which had been hit, did not weaken. It bared its teeth and seemed to want to attack again.

Has this leopard gone mad?

He was puzzled, unsure why the clouded leopard would attack him.

Given its size, a clouded leopard wouldn't stand a chance in a head-on fight with an adult...

Perhaps, this is also an opportunity!

Luo Feng's gaze became more serious.

Try out the techniques you learned from Liu Guangyang...

He composed himself and began to recite the incantation to invite his master in his heart.

"The sky is vast, the fields are yellow... A glimmer of light hangs in all directions, the gentle breeze and bright moon invite me to come!"

The moment the incantation was uttered, a chilling aura suddenly intensified around them, and Luo Feng's shoulders felt heavy, as if something had been placed on them.

This scene was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, but Luo Feng could feel two pairs of feet wearing cloth shoes stepping on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, as if using him as a stepping stone.

call!

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the "two-five essence" in his dantian ignited, resisting the icy, bone-chilling aura that accompanied the arrival of this Daoliang Immortal Master.

"...Heaven is round and earth is square, laws and decrees are in nine chapters, gods are hung to mourn guests, and killing and slaying are without restraint."

Luo Feng freed his left hand, raised his index finger, and drew a circle in the air with a theatrical gesture.

This circle was set on that clouded leopard.

The next second, his right shoulder felt light, as if a foot had been pulled away; it was the "Master of the Fallen Beams" stepping out with his right foot.

In the blink of an eye, the clouded leopard in front seemed to be crushed by an unseen force. Its bones and flesh collapsed downwards with a snap, and blood splattered out, turning into a flat mass of flesh.

A drop of blood stained the corner of Luo Feng's eye. He saw it very clearly; it was "Master Daoliang" who had kicked the leopard in mid-air, turning it into a pulp.