He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The second child really doesn't dare to stay here anymore.

Running away is the best option!

However, the boss's current state is not something that can be stopped at will.

He's in a bind!

Once the forced soul-binding is initiated, if it is abandoned halfway, the terrifying backlash can instantly tear his three souls and seven spirits to pieces.

His fate was a hundred times worse than the third brother's!

"Screw you!"

The leader, his face covered in blood and his expression twisted like a vengeful ghost, yelled, "Stop now, or I'll be meeting the King of Hell right here and now!"

"Even if it costs me my life, I'll get him out of here today!"

He grabbed the last master nail.

This largest Seven Fiend Soul-Locking Nail must be driven straight into the corpse's forehead!

The leader raised his hand, roared, and with the last bit of strength in his body, slammed it down!

"Pfft!"

The moment the Soul-Locking Nail pierced his brow.

The eldest brother suddenly tilted his head back, his chest heaving violently.

"puff……"

A large mouthful of thick blood gushed from his mouth, splattering directly onto the execution table and the black dog's blood in front of him.

His eyes bulged out, and the corners of his eyes were torn.

The eldest brother used all his remaining strength to roar fiercely at the center of the altar.

"Get out here, you bastard!"

Boom!

Accompanied by the boss's hoarse roar.

The entire abandoned meat processing plant shook violently, as if it had been hit by a bomb!

The rusty iron gate of the factory was instantly blown away by an extremely violent gust of cold wind.

Bang bang bang!

The few remaining broken light bulbs on top all exploded into pieces.

A dense, impenetrable black aura of yin energy rose up like a tornado in front of the altar.

The surrounding temperature instantly dropped below freezing.

A thick layer of white frost even formed on the wall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pale green flames in the brazier were blown out with a "poof".

After spitting out blood, the eldest brother was completely exhausted. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and gasped for breath.

But when he looked at the black tornado, he burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"It's a success!"

"I finally managed to get him arrested!"

The eldest brother's smile was more like a grimace, and he turned to the second brother, yelling, "Second brother, what are you standing there for?!"

"Quickly, get the Soul-Binding Lock and tie him up!"

The second son breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the commotion.

Finally succeeded!

With this bargaining chip, even if Yang Guang comes, they will have the right to negotiate.

The second brother hurriedly pulled a dark, soul-binding iron chain from his cloth bag and boldly walked towards the center of the altar.

He swallowed hard, and in the dim moonlight, looked at the gradually dissipating dark mist.

In the black fog.

A tall, imposing figure gradually came into focus.

The second son took a closer look.

He was instantly frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

The iron chain in his hand, which was said to be able to restrain vengeful ghosts, clattered to the ground.

The second son rubbed his eyes hard, his face full of disbelief.

The black fog completely dissipated.

Standing in the center of the altar was the old squad leader's spirit!

But the Yu Chengguang in front of them was completely different from the soul they had imagined.

He was wearing a large black robe, the hem of which fluttered even without wind.

In the very center of the black robe, a large character was written in an extremely glaring dark red ink, with a flamboyant and elegant style.

"Difference"!

Not only that.

In Yu Chengguang's semi-transparent hand, he was dragging a black iron chain as thick as a baby's arm.

At the top of the chain was a gleaming iron hook.

Soul-snatching Rope.

This is no ordinary dead soul!

This is a fully-fledged underworld official!

The old man's broken iron chain, which was used to bind vengeful ghosts, clattered to the ground and hit his toe, but he didn't dare to cry out.

He looked like a charred log struck by lightning.

With his mouth open, only a few gurgling sounds, like a duck being choked, could be heard coming from his throat.

The eldest brother was completely dumbfounded.

He wiped the black dog blood off his face and blinked hard.

You read that right.

They're damn underworld messengers!

Are they capturing souls and ending up with the underworld officials?

This is like stealing an electric bike on the street, and when you pick the lock, a heavily armed SWAT officer pops out!

Although it was impossible to hide inside, the shock was real!

This absurd contrast with reality directly burned through the eldest brother's brain nerves.

Snapped!

The extremely crisp sound of a slap echoed through the empty factory.

The boss was spun halfway around by the slap, his mouth split open, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

He covered his face, turned his head, and glared furiously at the second brother next to him.

"What the hell do you want?!"

The second brother stood there, still in the gesture of waving his hand, his eyes empty and confused.

"Big brother..."

The second son's voice trembled as he asked, "Does it hurt?"

The eldest brother slapped the second brother across the face, sending him crashing onto the altar, splattering incense burner and black dog blood all over the floor.

"Screw you!"

"Does it hurt?"

The second brother covered his face and scrambled to his feet, wailing in a tearful voice, "Big brother, wasn't it you who detained that person?"

"How would I know he was dead and still passed the civil service exam?!"

Yu Chengguang stood in the center of the altar, completely ignoring the infighting between the two clowns.

He looked down at himself on the ground.

Inside a thin-skinned coffin.

His body, which he had used for over forty years during his lifetime, was now in a terrible state of disarray.

The top of his head, throat, heart, dantian, arms, and even the space between his eyebrows were all forcibly shoved into the Seven Fiend Soul-Locking Nails.

His seven orifices were also roughly stuffed with cotton stained with black blood.

His once peaceful face became extremely ferocious and distorted due to the corruption of evil magic.

The soul-snatching rope in Yu Chengguang's hand began to shake violently, making a clanging metallic sound.

The yin energy surrounding him was no longer the light, floating white mist, but had turned into a dark, inky blackish-purple aura.

The temperature inside the factory dropped by more than ten degrees, and the air almost froze.

He slowly raised his head, his dark pupils, devoid of any white, fixed on the two people beside the execution table.

"What do you want to do with me?"

The voice was extremely low.

But to the eldest and second eldest sons, it sounded like a death knell ringing right in their eardrums.

The second son fell to his knees with a thud, his knees hitting the concrete floor, almost breaking his bones.

"Officer!"

The second son kowtowed frantically, his forehead slamming against the ground with loud thuds, even drawing blood: "It's a misunderstanding!"

"This is all a misunderstanding!"

"We just wanted to invite you up for a cup of tea!"

"Nothing else was meant!"

The eldest brother also wanted to kneel, but the last vestiges of his evil cultivation dignity made him stubbornly refuse to bend his knees.

However, his legs were shaking so badly they were like sewing machines, and he could barely hold onto the Soul-Capturing Bell.

The eldest brother stammered, "Officer...Officer..."

Yu Chengguang dragged the Soul-Hooking Rope and took a step forward.

The iron chain dragged on the concrete ground, leaving a trail of pale green sparks.

"Seven evil soul-locking nails were driven into my body, and blood-stained cotton was stuffed into my seven orifices."

Yu Chengguang stared coldly at them: "Is this your rule for inviting me for tea?"