Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 431 - 428: Guessing

Chapter 431: Chapter 428: Guessing

It wasn’t as ostentatious and grandiose as the "Nine Aspects Corpse God Dao."

Besides the strongest five, including Wang Yuan, they had merely called upon dozens of Red Seal Mages with varying realms from the four major branch temples.

Following the route of elite troops was one aspect; the combination of the five banners was originally more powerful than thousands of troops.

On the other hand, the Five Organs Temple had always been dependent on "Peach God Tao," lacking independence.

And their own source of Daoist Skills, the "Six Paths Ghost Dragon - Emperor Mu," had inexplicably met his downfall recently.

Even Dushuo Mountain, which they had occupied for over two thousand years, had been snatched away by the scoundrels of the Nine Soldiers, and they were completely powerless to reclaim it.

After weighing their options, the four in charge, who had been indoctrinated by the "Heart-Eating Worm" for half a year, slowly leaned towards a more conservative strategy.

The more the Dharma Veins could preserve their strength, the better.

After all, the number of villains they had nobly slaughtered recently was already a bit too high.

"How did we encounter such troublesome beings right from the start?"

Watching the red and white fiends approaching closer and closer.

The few in charge, holding the Fengdu Iron Enclosure, remained relatively calm, but the other disciples from the Five Organs Temple felt increasingly uneasy.

The strength of a ghost is related to its realm and obsession; the heavier the obsession and malevolence within the same realm, the stronger its power.

Even if the red and white fiends appeared separately, they would still be among the fiercest of the fierce ghosts, as there are quite a few who have been transformed by extreme emotions into the "Weird."

Moreover, when red meets white, extreme grief and joy lead to endless disasters.

This was particularly true for these Ghost Dao Practitioners.

The Ghost Dao Techniques of the Yellow Department and Mystical Department mostly fell into the Evil Path, which fundamentally relied on enslaving ghost spirits for cultivation.

Encountering such violently powerful ghosts.

To say nothing of making the ghost spirits fight against them, the likelihood of them being provoked into a rampage by the opposition was significantly higher.

The two groups of skirmishers, seemingly slow but actually moving fast, had just been at the edge of sight but in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived in front of everyone, trapping them in the middle.

Both groups were papermen, all with pale faces and dubious blush, one group with smiling faces, the other with crying faces.

The contrast between the two was particularly unsettling.

Visible to the naked eye, the yellow seal-level intense ghostly energy was continuously overflowing from the bridal sedan and the coffin.

Just when the mournful white paper money from the White Fiend’s funeral and the blood-red petals from the Red Fiend’s wedding were about to fall on everyone,

"Fengdu Iron Enclosure, open!"

Under Qiu Yanzhou’s command, the five simultaneously raised the flags of the Five Ghost Kings in their hands, about to form the "Fengdu Iron Enclosure" to summon the eighteen Mud Plow Ghost Kings.

But the five-colored divine light on the flags didn’t converge in the middle, instead shooting separately towards the five directions.

Ye Hanmei’s expression changed:

"Not good, we’ve been in their Ghost Realm from the start; this is a reversed space!"

Here, up is down, down is up, left is right, right is left...

They had been suppressed by the red and white fiends, staying in place without moving, which allowed them to not immediately notice the issue.

After a brief moment of astonishment.

Wang Yuan suddenly heard the sound of a coffin opening and closing next to his ear.

A pair of feet wearing longevity shoes protruded from the pitch-black coffin, dripping with yellow fluids.

When he reopened his eyes, he found himself in a murky lake of black and yellow water, standing in mud, with the lake surface several dozen feet above his head.

The "Dharma Light" activated on its own, preventing him from swallowing a bellyful of dirty water reeking of corpses.

Unlike the others’ panic, Wang Yuan appeared unruffled, evidently having anticipated this mishap.

If he hadn’t concealed the constant power "King of Ten Thousand Ghosts" of Yama’s avatar and honestly played his role as "Soldier Yi," the red and white fiends might not have appeared from the beginning to the end.

How could fierce ghosts be fiercer than "King Yanluo"?

Seeing the tiger’s stripes exposed beneath the pigskin would probably have scared them to death.

Wang Yuan looked up and saw the master of this Ghost Realm: the White Fiend.

It was an old woman with greying hair and a swollen face.

Walking upside down in the water, her body clothed in a shroud under the water surface while her feet in longevity shoes were above the water surface.

Her eyes were full of deep resentment, and her body exuded overwhelming malevolence.

It was evident that she had mastered the climate, possessing the ability of a Yellow Seal.

It was unknown from where the Demon Mage had procured such a high-level ghost.

Under her gaze, the disciples of the Five Organs Temple trapped in the lake, no matter how hard they tried to swim upwards, seemed to be separated by a heavenly barrier, unable to break through the water surface.

The five Spirit Ghosts refined into their Five Organs were gradually rebelling against their masters under the pressure of the White Fiend.

"Wuu wuu wuu... Give me back my life!"

Some of the Dharma Seal-level mages had already rolled their eyes back, losing control of their bodies to the ghost spirits inside them.

Without hesitation, they snapped their own necks.

Wang Yuan watched thoughtfully.

"The Killing Tree represents ’chaos’; our side of Heavenly Dao represents ’order.’

The Underworld is indeed the main base of our side of Heavenly Dao.

The ’Ghost Dao’ derived from the knowledge of the Underworld also forms an independent system, possessing a distinctly different characteristic from other Daoist systems.

-- A ghost’s realm, corresponding from Red Seal to Green Seal respectively: Yin Soldiers, Yin Officials, Ghost King (Chapter 81), subtly incorporates the Dao of the system.

The higher the position, the stronger the control over lower-ranked ghosts, which is why there are countless ghost dens and ghost countries populated by ghosts in the world.

According to this reasoning, the ’Underground Master’ is very likely a supreme entity within the Ghost Dao, even Nie Renxiong, one of the four great Judges of the Yin Department, would be restrained."

"Even now, hiding within the Yin Department isn’t entirely impossible!"

He momentarily set aside this speculation.

"Although these cannon fodders used for the ritual formation are worthless, they shouldn’t die here without any value."

Dharma Light burst out from Wang Yuan’s body, he shook the Abyssal Ghost King Banner, which was of the Water Attribute, in his hand, the murky streams around him swirled at high speeds, twisting into a ghastly hand.

Stirring the lake water, he threw a punch that sent the White Fiend flying out of the water like a torn rag.

The Ghost Realm subsequently collapsed, and the coffin filled with lake water shattered as well.

Another ghastly hand, formed from vines, followed closely, completely crushing the White Fiend’s ghost body.

When Wang Yuan and Ye Hanmei, along with some of the disciples, returned to the forest,

the bridal sedan opposite them was also shattered by the joint efforts of Qiu Yanzhou and two others, and the bride, half beauty and half skeleton, was ruthlessly slain.

The lifelong grievances and pains of the Red and White Fiends also dissipated.

However, before the people from the Five Organs Temple could dispatch their internal ghost spirits to devour these two grand feasts,

Swoosh—!

A bone-chilling gust of wind, as if blowing from the Underworld, fiercely swept through.

A blurry ghost god figure then emerged next to the residual souls of the Red and White Fiends.

It was vaguely visible that it had messy white hair, two red horns on its forehead, and a blood-red third eye in the middle.

Its skin was the dark purple of a corpse, its mouth protruded like a wolf’s, and it held a sharp formal knife in its teeth.

Stooped over, it looked partly like a human and partly like a beast.

"This is..."

Wang Yuan’s pupils suddenly constricted.

Though without any basis, he felt certain from the bottom of his heart about the identity of this ghost god—the Underground Master!

Gurgle!

No sooner had it appeared than it swallowed the Red and White Fiends whole and then immediately disappeared in another gust of yin wind.

Clearly, this was just an image produced by the autonomous operation of the Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual, not the real Underground Master coming here.

It was somewhat similar to the effect of the Yin God Shrine.

Whichever side fell in battle on the battlefield was ultimately devoured by the transformed Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual,

transformed into the power of the Taoist Heavenly Prison.

At this moment, those magicians, whose inner ghost spirits were on the verge of running wild due to the provocation by the Red and White Fiends, had no thoughts to spare for the shadow that might be the Underground Master.

They hurriedly pulled out small bottles from their Talismanic Treasure Bags and poured the highly diluted Ghost Medicine into their mouths.

This gradually calmed the rioting of the ghost spirits.

Panting heavily, while feeling fortunate to have escaped with their lives, they couldn’t help but cast resentful glances at their own Sect Master Marshal.

The ghost-raising method from the Five Organs Temple, derived from the Five Senses Altar City, had long deviated from the righteous and upright Yin Official system and completely fallen into the evil path.

The cultivation method was cruel and harsh, severely damaging to heaven and earth, requiring five spirited ghosts connected to the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, earth—to be refined into the five organs.

The stronger the five spirited ghosts, the higher the magician’s Taoist ability.

But it required the daily consumption of human blood, without fail.

Even if one drank less than usual, it would greatly increase the risk of the ghost spirits running wild.

When the ghost spirits did run wild, fresh human blood was even more necessary for feeding and soothing them.

But half a year ago, for some unknown reason, the Sect Master Marshals, like madmen, issued a unified new sect rule internally.

From then on, eating good people was forbidden!

This left many disciples in unspeakable misery.

However, the four principal administrators, taught by the Heart-Eating Worm, didn’t care what they thought. Anyone who broke the sect rules was immediately executed.

This forced the disciples to all become champions of justice.

Outside the Five Organs Temple territory, many tyrannical giants who bullied men and dominated women met with great misfortune.

Under their exemplary leadership, the spirit of the Five Organs Temple was corrected.

The entire Tao lineage was gradually moving away from the path of good people, which was indeed commendable.

Wang Yuan also felt there was nothing inappropriate.

Only evil doers who committed violence would empathize with evil people, claiming that they too should have human rights.

Although Wang Yuan could not bear to see evil and heretical paths consuming people, he made an exception for those committing heinous crimes.

Giving them human rights was a secondary harm to the victims.

Not being human, they could naturally be eaten indiscriminately.

Besides, it wasn’t only the Five Organs Temple that was desperately seeking the Demon Master Dao’s vast reserve of Ghost Medicine.

Wang Yuan was also extremely interested, perfect for supplying to those six thousand five hundred Daoist Soldiers in the Blowing Horns and Connecting Camps.

As the eerie cries of five curse spells once again thundered through the heavens:

"Emperor Beidu commands the ghosts and spirits. The army is vast, spiritually connected by eight generals. All gods speed, Ghost Capturing Cloud Rush. Recording life and death, summoning vengeful souls.

Swiftly obey the talismanic command, attach to the body and share the name. By the imperial decree of the North Pole, human and ghost separate. Hurry, hurry like the decree!"

The Eighteen Mud Plow Ghost Kings violently appeared, swinging iron fists and violently breaking through layers of formation space.

Slaughtering countless unique ghosts and monsters of Moluo’s Four Islands: Essence Ants, Soldier Master Department, Heavenly Dogs, You Valley Sound, Mountain Children, River Children, Dog Gods...

All the way to the outside of the Array Eye of the Jing Gate.

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