The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

The night is deep and there is no moon.

Dozens of stars shone coldly in the sky.

Suddenly a cool breeze blew by.

Zhou Heng suddenly raised his head.

"Don't be nervous, this is normal."

Chen Zhaowu sat on the other side of the steps and said calmly, "This is how a priest is promoted to the ninth rank."

A slight chill in the air is perfectly normal.

Zhou Heng squinted, a red light flashing before his eyes.

【06:00:00】

The danger countdown was ticking away.

Six hours to go – that’s an unprecedented number.

According to Zhou Heng's experience, the longer the countdown timer, the greater the danger.

"are you sure?"

Zhou Heng looked around but found no source of danger. A thought struck him, and he silently activated his Qi Observation Technique.

In an instant, the world before his eyes displayed a variety of colors.

Chen Zhaowu, standing beside him, was dressed in a reddish-purple color, exuding an air of nobility.

In the room behind him, Lu Zian's clothes, which were originally cyan, now faintly revealed a golden hue, highlighting the change in his status.

In addition, Zhou Heng also saw several dark figures appear outside the courtyard wall at some unknown time.

This is something that Zhou Heng's five senses cannot perceive.

Remove the word "吗" (ma).

Chen Zhaowu said confidently, "In my life, I have witnessed the promotion of priests several times."

I'm very familiar with this kind of situation.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw Zhou Heng get up and walk outside.

"where did you go?"

Chen Zhaowu was taken aback. Before he could even ask the question, he saw Zhou Heng had already arrived at the courtyard wall.

boom!

A flash of light appeared.

A large hole was instantly cut through the courtyard wall.

Zhou Heng ran his finger across the blade, and in an instant, his blood and qi condensed on the blade.

Then he slashed out with his sword.

The speed of this slash seemed slow, but wherever it passed, the friction between the blood and the air caused it to ignite as if a blood-red flame had been set ablaze.

"what!"

A piercing scream rang out.

Where Zhou Heng's blade passed, a visible afterimage appeared.

The phantom was cleaved in two by the blade, then engulfed by crimson flames, and vanished in an instant.

Chen Zhaowu's eyes widened, and he leaped up.

"A ghost!"

Chen Zhaowu exclaimed in surprise.

No sooner said than done.

Suddenly, a chilling wind arose all around.

Chen Zhaowu seemed to hear a shrill cry, which pierced his eardrums and went straight into his mind, making him dizzy.

He clutched his head in anguish, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Heng raise his long sword again.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Zhaowu, being a demon-slaying captain of the Imperial Guard, quickly realized what was happening.

He stirred up a sea of ​​blood, and the power of his blood and qi instantly surged throughout his body, expelling the splitting headache from his body.

Then he drew his sword and slashed wildly in all directions.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Zhou Heng moved around Lü Zian's house, and with each swing of his sword, a phantom appeared before disappearing into the crimson flames.

It was as if Zhou Heng could see the existence of those ghosts.

Chen Zhaowu infused his qi and blood into the blade and slashed wildly in the courtyard.

In theory, with the support of vital energy, his blade could also wound yin spirits.

But he couldn't see where the ghost was!

No matter how strong he is or how sharp his blade is, what good is it if he can't cut the enemy?

Chen Zhaowu was also somewhat helpless, for the spirits were ghosts, their forms were ethereal and invisible to the naked eye.

Those of the lowest three ranks cannot see them.

Logically speaking, a complete Guardian Squad should have both celestial and divine officials present.

Both celestial officials and divine officials can sense the presence of ghosts.

However, their team was not yet complete. Lü Zian was breaking through to become a ninth-rank divine official, and the other immortal officials in the team were not here.

There were only two martial artists present, so they failed to notice the approaching ghost.

No, that's not right.

He just didn't realize it.

Zhou Heng could clearly sense the presence of the ghost!

"That shouldn't be the case. Martial artists should be able to sense the existence of ghosts only when they reach the sixth-rank instructor level."

Zhou Heng couldn't possibly be a sixth-rank instructor, otherwise these ghosts wouldn't dare approach him at all.

Chen Zhaowu wondered to himself.

The ghost only becomes visible to the naked eye the moment Zhou Heng kills it.

Chen Zhaowu could see clearly that in just a short while, Zhou Heng had killed at least five ghosts.

If Zhou Heng didn't know where the ghost was, how could he have done this?

"Zhou Heng, I understand!"

Chen Zhaowu slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "If ghosts can obtain divine talismans, they can also be promoted to high-ranking officials!"

The promotions I've seen before all took place within the Guardian Division, so naturally no ghosts dared to approach.

Lu Zi'an is currently merging with the divine talisman, and its aura is leaking out; even ghosts within a ten-mile radius can sense it!

Zhou Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes. You only just remembered something this important?

We should have found a safe place for Lü Zian to break through earlier.

Now that's great, all the ghosts within a ten-mile radius have been attracted here!

Ghosts fear human presence, so they rarely appear in places where people gather.

But now, their desire for the divine talismans has overcome their fear of popularity.

From Zhou Heng's perspective using his Qi-observation technique, one ghost after another lunged forward, baring their fangs and claws, attempting to break into the room and snatch Lü Zi'an's talisman.

These ghosts, which are not even at the ninth rank, are essentially just a mass of yin energy and have little to no destructive power.

Even for ordinary people, encountering this would at most cause them to feel a bit cold, while those with weaker constitutions might fall ill for a few days.

That's it.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Guardian Division will not deliberately eliminate ghosts.

After all, even if you ignore them, they will soon disappear into the world unless they can advance to the ninth rank or obtain a divine talisman and become a divine official.

Zhou Heng swung his sword and slew yet another ghost, while Chen Zhaowu's explanation reached his ears.

"Stop talking nonsense, come here."

Zhou Heng stepped back and raised his voice.

These unranked ghosts cannot harm him, but to kill them, he must attach his life force to the blade.

Otherwise, ordinary swords and knives would not be able to harm them.

However, attaching the power of qi and blood to Zhou Heng was extremely taxing.

In just a short while, he felt completely exhausted.

"I can't see them."

Chen Zhaowu said weakly.

"I said, go ahead and hit me."

Zhou Heng retreated to the doorway of Lü Zian's room, propped himself up with his knife, and guarded the entrance.

"Two steps to the left."

Chen Zhaowu was about to say something more when Zhou Heng revealed the location.

Chen Zhaowu instinctively took two steps to the side and slashed out with his sword.

puff.

Like a hot knife slicing through butter, a sharp, piercing sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost was engulfed by crimson flames and vanished into the world.

There really is one?

Chen Zhaowu's spirits lifted, and a sense of accomplishment welled up within him.

"Take a step forward."

Zhou Heng's voice rang out again.

Without hesitation, Chen Zhaowu took a step forward and swung his sword to strike.

"Three steps to the right."

"Two steps behind."

"Three feet above."

Zhou Heng's voice continued to ring out.

Chen Zhaowu was like a puppet on a string, moving and wielding his knife without a second thought.

As the ghostly creatures vanished beneath his blade, Chen Zhaowu felt a strange sense of exhilaration.

Once you know the location of these ghosts, defeating them is as easy as bullying a child.

"Is there anything else?"

Chen Zhaowu laughed loudly while holding the knife.

"Front right, one foot in the air."

There was no smile on Zhou Heng's face.

The danger countdown hasn't reached zero yet, which means the danger hasn't been eliminated.

"Watch me!"

Chen Zhaowu shouted, bent his knees, and leaped up, slashing his sword through the air.

Just then, a piece of wooden staff suddenly flew across the sky.

clang.

The wooden staff and Chen Zhaowu's sword clashed together, producing a crisp metallic clang.

Chen Zhaowu's body plummeted down, even faster than when he was airborne, and crashed heavily to the ground with a thud, throwing the knife in his hand far away.

"Watch out, it's ghost wood!"

Chen Zhaowu coughed up a mouthful of blood and loudly reminded Zhou Heng, "Don't fight it head-on! Your blade can't destroy the ghost wood!"