Slaughterhouse.
Dilapidated buildings stood amidst the overgrown weeds. As far as the eye could see, there were only shattered tiles and broken walls. It was still winter, and the vegetation was withered and yellow.
This made the place appear even more desolate and bleak, subtly giving one the eerie illusion of deep chill, which was why villagers were unwilling to come.
As a Xuan Master, Yaoyao could perceive more things. For instance, what ordinary people considered an "illusion" was, in fact, not. This was because the feng shui of this place had been altered by yin energy, already transforming somewhat into a ghost domain.
Living people walking into a graveyard, if their Bazi (birth characters) were weak, would still experience discomfort from the clash. Not to mention a ghost domain, which was the accompanying magnetic field of a greater ghost.
"Let me see, where are you hiding?" Yaoyao's shimmering grape-like eyes swept across the area, instantly locking onto a spot. If a villager were present, they would surely recognize it as the former slaughterhouse.
"A Resentful Soul Array?" Yaoyao murmured to herself. This factory had been abandoned for so many years, yet only that room was filled with soaring resentment. It could be said to be the core of this unformed ghost domain.
So-called resentful souls weren't necessarily created through living sacrifices. Any spiritual being could serve as an array's nourishment. Humans, being the most intelligent of all beings,
possessed "wisdom" and spiritual light within their three souls and seven ethereal souls, making them undoubtedly the best for this purpose.
However, killing people for sacrifice carried too great a risk. The owner of this factory didn't have the courage for that, so he settled for opening a slaughterhouse. His initial intention was not to make money; the "construction" façade was merely a cover-up for himself.
If Yaoyao hadn't stumbled upon it, once the ghost domain was fully condensed, he could have used it to become a ghost general, free to roam the world.
As for now? He could dream of that in his next life!
Yaoyao parted her lips, revealing a sweet smile, drawing in two small dimples beside her mouth. She didn't walk further in. Instead, she formed hand seals and recited a precious incantation.
"Nine Heavens Responding to Primal Lightning, Thunder God Pu Hua Heavenly Venerate... Enforce!"
To deal with these half-ghost generals on the threshold of becoming full ghost generals, Yaoyao's ultimate goal had always been to act with lightning speed. This was to ensure that after one strike, the latter would have no power to resist. Otherwise, if the ghost general self-destructed, it would inevitably affect an area of several tens of li.
Rumble rumble~
The clouds in the sky rolled, condensing in the blink of an eye. Electric snakes coiled within the clouds. As if sensing the towering baleful energy in the slaughterhouse, the thunderclouds even minimized their brewing process.
With a whoosh, pure purple lightning violently struck the semi-solidified "ghost domain," causing "sparks" to flash wildly on the yin energy barrier. If it were a complete ghost domain, it might have withstood the bombardment, but as merely a prototype,
the difference was vast... After dozens of lightning strikes, a crisp cracking sound was heard, like a chicken's ghost domain... it... cracked. The strongest power of this type of barrier lay in its defense. Once the outermost layer was breached, the inside was "paper-thin."
The unobstructed lightning directly crashed into the "slaughterhouse."
"Aaaahhh!" The next moment, terrifying screams followed. A large, shapeless black cloud rolled out. It was like a mountain of flesh, without any facial features. Within its bloated body, blurred yin souls drifted and churned, some with human faces, and others of various animals. This bizarre form was too different from ordinary malevolent spirits. Yaoyao paused in surprise when she first saw it.
At this moment, the lightning struck the "mountain of flesh." It had no power to resist, and the yin souls were extinguished one by one... Its gigantic body also began to shrink drastically, and in the blink of an eye, only a fatty ghost remained.
At this moment, without its bloated body, the opponent could move freely. It shrieked and pounced, but before it could get close, it was pierced through the chest by the Soul-Reaping Chains, its entire body's yin energy sealed.
"Uncle, screaming loudly is useless, oh. Now it's time to go to hell!" Yaoyao's voice was neither loud nor soft, but her words terrified the "fat ghost."
She was about to summon the ghost gate, but the next moment, she noticed something unusual about the latter's body and exclaimed in surprise: "Huh? You have a slave mark on you too?"
This new discovery immediately made Yaoyao stop. Driven by curiosity, she immediately began to deduce, and then her small face became strange. It turned out that this fat uncle's terminal illness was fake.
The evil cultivator who taught him the secret art had taken a fancy to his Bazi (eight characters of birth) and wanted to refine him into a "greedy ghost." The biggest characteristic of this kind of malevolent ghost was that it could accommodate yin souls and grow quickly.
Of course, the downside was also obvious: before becoming a ghost general and accommodating a unique soul, the "greedy ghost" could not move, like raising gu. Moreover, the vessel of the main soul had requirements for its Bazi. The person had to be greedy and selfish by nature, so that the main soul could be firmly entrenched.
"Harming others and yourself, you truly deserve this." Yaoyao sighed.
The latter, upon learning he had cancer, had such an intense desire to survive that the Xuan Master merely lured him slightly, and he took the bait. Because he cooperated perfectly throughout, it saved that evil cultivator a lot of trouble. If Yaoyao hadn't appeared, the hidden hand concealed within the latter's body would have completely countered him the moment he succeeded.
Yaoyao seemed to feel that this vicious fat uncle hadn't suffered enough, so she unhesitatingly exposed the Xuan Master's true intention.
"No... impossible! How could Master deceive me? It's you... you ruined my success! You little brat deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces!"
However, this revelation made the latter go mad, frantically resisting and refuting.
"It's fine if you don't believe me, I'll find a way to make you believe." Yaoyao's temper was also stubborn. Seeing the latter's state, she insisted on proving it. She slowly reached out her hand and pointed at the "slave mark." This slave mark contained a wisp of the caster's spiritual consciousness, usually dormant.
But if there was a huge external force to destroy it, it would undoubtedly awaken passively. This was what Yaoyao wanted. This malevolent ghost was merely greedy, not stupid. He wouldn't fail to understand what a backup plan left in his soul meant.
Triggering the enslavement meant it had to be suppressed, otherwise the enslaved would surely die. Yaoyao didn't want the other party to die like this. After all, his evil deeds would require at least hundreds of years of punishment in the underworld to atone for. And with her ninth-tier rank, she was fully capable of stopping that backup plan and taking this malevolent ghost's life right in front of her.
"You... what are you doing..." Seeing her finger point, the obese, pig-like evil ghost shrieked in terror. However, the next moment, he suddenly heard a familiar reprimand in his ear.
"Presumptuous! Who dares touch my greedy ghost?" The source of this voice... The evil ghost was instantly stunned. His gaze frantically lowered to search, and then he realized the voice came from his own heart. Not only that, but he was also very familiar with this voice—it was the voice of that evil cultivator from back then.
At this moment, his face was a kaleidoscope of colors. He realized that what this little girl had said was actually true. Thinking that he could have lived a carefree life, yet was harmed and turned into a ghost, the evil ghost roared.
"Old fool, I'm going to kill you!"
However, his roars were useless, because the backup plan left by the evil cultivator had already been casually extinguished by Yaoyao. Yaoyao was very satisfied with the latter's current hatred. After all, evil people have their own tormentors.
This person had taken so many lives; he deserved this kind of end. Finally, Yaoyao pulled open the ghost gate. No matter how much the being cried or begged, she ignored it. She directly sent him to the eighteenth layer of hell. After all, if there was true injustice, he could go before the Karma Mirror and slowly state his case.
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