This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

This extremely yin place is shrouded in darkness and filled with a yin energy that is visible to the naked eye.

Layers of black mist overlapped and spread throughout the cold valley, covering the ground a foot above it, almost obscuring the sky and making the place shrouded in darkness.

Beneath the mist, the entirety of this extremely yin place could be seen:

Small mounds stood, some dug open by the skeletons themselves, revealing bodies that were not yet fully decomposed, while others were hollow in the middle, with only scratch marks left in the pits...

Some bodies weren't even thrown into graves; they were simply buried upright, so much so that even after so many years, the skeletons are still digging into the soil beneath them with their bare hands.

Occasionally, you can see a white banner, its surface fluttering in the unseen wind, blowing paper money that seems to come from nowhere into the sky.

Yet, even in this extremely yin place that could terrify ordinary people, a low chanting sound could be heard, interspersed with the trembling sound of a wooden fish.

Su Zhe's expression was strange. He felt that the chanting sound was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Has Linshui City invited another highly respected monk to try and dispel the resentment in this place?"

Li Ergou also heard the chanting, but since he was no longer a mere soul, but rather the spirit of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he was naturally unaffected.

"Invited from Linshui City?" Su Zhe raised an eyebrow slightly.

Li Ergou nodded, "The city lord of Linshui City invites a high monk to this place to chant sutras and dispel resentment every ten years. I encountered this once ten years ago."

"You're quite skilled; you even managed to escape from the clutches of a high-ranking monk?" Chen Feng asked, somewhat surprised.

"That high-ranking monk was of such high moral character that I escaped easily," Li Ergou said.

But it was precisely because he encountered a high-ranking official that he was able to escape from this place. Afterwards, he dared not set foot in this place again, thinking that he would come back to fry fish after he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Unfortunately, he encountered Su Zhe at the gates of the Heavenly Questioning Sect, which claimed to be the leader of the righteous path...

"I see." Su Zhe nodded.

He originally intended to avoid the chanting sound, but unfortunately, according to the map given by Li Ergou, the chanting sound was located in the very core of this extremely yin land.

That place is where the yin energy is heaviest, and it also nurtures special extremely yin things.

Although the white banners and paper money that Su Zhe and the others are seeing now are also tainted with yin energy, that level of yin energy is at most enough to refine a magic weapon at the Qi Refining stage, far from being able to repair the Myriad Soul Banner.

Therefore, they could only walk in the direction from which the chanting was coming.

"By the way, we might run into some Buddhist people later, would you like to cover your face?"

Su Zhe suddenly turned to look at Chen Feng and asked.

"I have always acted with integrity and honesty; why should I need to hide my face?"

Chen Feng shook his head and refused.

He aspires to be a swordsman and has always been open and honest; he would never do anything like wearing a mask!

Su Zhe was immediately relieved!

As the two, one with a soul and the other with a banner, continued to venture deeper, the chanting in their ears grew louder and louder.

"May this merit adorn the Buddha's Pure Land."

To repay the fourfold kindness above, and to relieve the suffering of the three lower realms below.

May all who see or hear this awaken the Bodhi mind.

"May we, in this very lifetime, be reborn together in the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

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In the text, some skeletons are depicted kneeling with their heads bent and facing west, their faces showing devout reverence.

"Those people in Buddhism are something else..."

Even Li Ergou couldn't help but speak up.

As the spirit of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he had just had a thought of wanting to ascend to the Western Paradise as soon as possible.

Su Zhe nodded.

Without some special spiritual power, one wouldn't dare come to such an extremely yin place to chant sutras and pray for the souls of the wronged.

Those that can be called wronged spirits are basically filled with strong resentment, and the process of exorcising them can easily provoke a rebellious reaction.

That's how ghost movies from my past life were portrayed.

The two people and the ghost arrived at the very center of the extremely yin place, which was near the river.

Here, the yin energy is even stronger.

The flowing river seemed to carry an eerie aura, like a river from the underworld in legends.

One by one, wronged souls floated in the river, occasionally poking their heads out and roaring at the seal in mid-air.

On the riverbank, a tall, imposing figure stood with his back to the crowd, facing the river as he chanted scriptures.

The other person was bald on top, without a single hair, clearly a monk.

Beside him was a young novice monk striking a wooden fish with his eyes closed; even from a distance, one could see the terror on the young novice's face.

Of course, the most eye-catching one was the monk.

The other person's sleeves were empty in the middle, revealing that they had no arms!

"He has no arms yet he still saves all living beings. Tsk, he truly deserves to be called a great monk."

Li Ergou curled his lip, his voice seemingly tinged with jealousy.

"Speaking of which, doesn't this monk look a little familiar?"

Su Zhe suddenly nudged Chen Feng with his elbow and spoke.

Chen Feng remained silent, but tore off a piece of his clothing and covered his face with it, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Seeing that Chen Feng remained silent, Su Zhe turned his head and glared at Chen Feng, his eyes wide. "Didn't you say we didn't need to wear masks?!"

"I didn't expect this monk to be here either!"

Chen Feng spoke with absolute certainty.

He recognized the monk as the one who had previously sought them out in Linshui City to install "prosthetics".

It was the "enlightened monk" who was almost ruined because Su Zhe poured itching powder all over him.

Su Zhe never expected to run into him here.

"You actually know this eminent monk?" Li Ergou exclaimed in surprise. "No wonder we haven't encountered any dangers along the way!"

Logically speaking, the extremely Yin land is fraught with danger, and one should be attacked by Yin spirits from the moment they enter. However, they have not encountered any danger along the way.

Forget about ghostly attacks, they can't even breathe on them.

Li Ergou could only sigh inwardly, "As expected of the prodigy of the Tianwen Sect, the enlightened monks he knows are all extraordinary."

Su Zhe's expression turned complicated upon hearing this.

We do know each other, but the way we met was a bit off...

Just then, some of the ghosts also noticed Su Zhe and the others. They turned around and stared at Su Zhe with a pair of cold, dead fish eyes, and tried several times to get up and deal with the group.

Fortunately, the chanting did not stop, and the spirits were powerless to stop.

This change eventually caught the old monk's attention.

"Those behind you, you have strayed into this place by mistake. Please leave as soon as possible and do not disturb the Ghost King of this place."

The young novice's voice rang out, trembling as if he were terrified of the place.

"We are righteous cultivators who have come with good intentions to suppress the extremely yin entity in this place."

Su Zhe quickly spoke up.

As for how to suppress them, don't worry about that!

Upon hearing this sound, the old monk stopped chanting.

Righteous cultivators?

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

The old monk couldn't help but turn his head to look at the source of the voice.

It didn't matter if he didn't look, because the first thing he saw was the Myriad Souls Banner, an extremely yin and evil magical artifact recorded in the secret Buddhist texts!

"You've come carrying the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls! And you dare claim to be a righteous cultivator?"

The old monk stopped chanting and couldn't help but speak up.

Then, he saw the person holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

It would have been fine if I hadn't looked, but after taking one look, the old monk almost had his Daoist resolve shattered!