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Chapter 434 The Seven Elders of Our Time Are Invincible (It's the End of the Month, Please Vote!)
"Xianguang, go and rest. Your body is nearing its limit."

A gentle female voice rang out, and Zhang Xianguang was startled. He then lowered his head with a wry smile.

Aunt Mengmeng

In that instant, Yang Jian, who was standing in the middle, immediately felt that his ghost domain had been invaded.

The six-layered ghost realm was silently destroyed.

An old bus appeared at the port at some unknown time, its yellowish lights shining down, holding its own against the huge ghost ship on the shore.

"A bus?" Yang Jian was shocked. What kind of supernatural vessel was this?

But when the bus lights shone on them, the thousands of vengeful ghosts on the shore seemed to sense some threat and stopped in their tracks.

Not a single ghost dared to venture into the area illuminated by the light.

"They're coming."

Zhang Xianguang's expression was complicated.

"Who's here?" Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise.

He Yin'er breathed a sigh of relief; she had finally held on until they arrived.

At that moment, several people filed out of the bus.

The first person to get off the bus was a man with a rotting face.

Next came a tall, muscular woman with heavy makeup.

Next came a kind old man in a long robe.

Yang Jian didn't recognize the person, but he froze when he saw the fourth one.

The next moment, my hair stood on end.

The old man was wearing a retro long gown, his face was full of wrinkles, his dark brown skin was covered with terrible lividity, and his empty, numb eyes had no life in them.

"The door-knocking ghost!!!"

Yang Jian was nearly scared out of his wits. He could never forget that face, the one that had chased him relentlessly until he had nowhere to run.

They were also the culprits who forced him onto the path of a demon tamer.

However, it seems he is still alive.

Luo Wensong glared at the loud young man.

Zhang Xianguang watched the bus, and finally, a prim and proper man in a long robe got off.

He walked up to Zhang Xianguang, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "Xianguang, decades have passed, and you've grown old."

Hearing that familiar greeting.

Zhang Xianguang looked at the figure he hadn't seen for a long time.

He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of injustice, and knelt down on the ground with a thud, choking back tears as he spoke.

"Father, Father."

Zhang Dong sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and helped him up.

"Leave this matter to us."

"Take all these young men away."

Zhang Xianguang wiped his face and looked at the seven terrifying old men who had gotten off the bus.

Luo Wensong gave him a cold look but said nothing.

Although Luo Wensong was close to the resurrection of the vengeful ghost at that time, he also tacitly approved of Zhang Xianguang's Peach Blossom Spring plan.

But unexpectedly, his nephew lacked martial ethics and ambushed him, causing Luo Wensong to die in a hurry, without even having time to make the funeral arrangements he had prepared, which caused a supernatural event in the outside world.

Luo Wensong sneered, "Zhang family nephew, why don't you step back now?"

Luo Qian smiled and said, "Nephew, you are quite capable. Some people are incompetent but blame you. Don't bother with them."

He was carrying a shriveled, dried corpse in his hand; it was Zhang Jun, whose body had almost been emptied by a vengeful ghost.

Zhang Jun was not good at fighting in groups, but he was better at dealing with ghost tamers. After being surrounded by a group of fierce ghosts, he could only drag the ghosts into the sea of ​​blood. Fortunately, he was left with his last breath and did not die.

Zhang Bohua smiled at Zhang Dong and said, "Brother, although your Zhang family descendants are not strong, your integrity is not lacking."

Zhang Youhong looked at her nephew, whom she had never seen before, and said, "Ghost Oil Lamp, plus that big knife, his strength is not bad, but it's a pity he's gone down the wrong path."

Zhang Xianguang wore a bitter expression as all the memories buried deep in his heart returned.

Those terrifying old men who ruled an era, they really have returned!

Luo Wensong, Luo Qian, Li Qingzhi, Meng Xiaodong, Zhang Bohua, Zhang Youhong.

And the one at the very front.

His father, Zhang Dong.

The Seven Elders have returned.

Yang Jian didn't know who these seven old men were, but they seemed to completely disregard the ghost ship and the thousands of vengeful spirits before them.

He quickly dragged the seriously injured captains to the back.

Yang Jiang was about to warn them, "Be careful, they are—"

Before the words were even finished, click.

The tall man at the front brought his sword down on the ghost ship.

The salty, fishy fog that had been condensing around the ghost ship suddenly exploded.

Ka!

The moment the blade pierced the hull, an asphalt-like substance seeped out, and the dark red, blood-like viscous fluid meandered along the cut.

The wood, which should have cracked, wrinkled and shrank like wet cowhide, revealing countless piles of bones inside the opening cleaved open by a sharp blade.

With just one strike, the ghost ship, which was enough to destroy a country, was almost cut in two.

"I'm getting old, I'm getting old," Li Qingzhi sighed softly.

If he were still in peak condition with the complete Ghost Shadow, this strike would undoubtedly have dismembered the Ghost Ship.

He caught a glimpse of the dumbfounded junior and sighed inwardly.

What a mess you've made of using the Ghostly Shadow skill! It's embarrassing for me.

"How long has it been since I've seen such a dense concentration of vengeful ghosts?" Zhang Dong sighed and took a step forward.

Swish!
With just one step, thousands of vengeful ghosts were all terrified and retreated in unison.

As the captain looked at Zhang Dong, fear and despair arose for the first time in his cold mind.

The ghosts behind him fell silent, trembling with fear.

Although the Seven Elders were few in number, their aura against the supernatural completely overwhelmed the group of vengeful ghosts.

Just as things were at a standstill, the captain seemed unable to bear the stalemate any longer and took the initiative to walk forward.

The demons behind him also took a step forward, following the captain.

The rumbling footsteps contained countless patterns of murder.

However, Zhang Dong waved his hand.

The terrifying tsunami of ghosts rushing towards him instantly dwindled by a third.

That was a true disappearance, as if someone had erased it from the sky with an eraser.

"What a joke!!!" Yang Jian was so frightened that the vengeful ghost almost revived on the spot.

This must be a god!
Then countless mounds of graves fell down, forming a seemingly endless cemetery.

Countless vengeful spirits were trapped inside, and no matter how terrifying they were, they immediately fell silent once they were covered by the grave soil.

At the same time, one after another, Meng Xiaodong appeared beside each of the vengeful ghosts.

They grabbed them and threw them into the lake of blood.

Meng Xiaodong is a top-tier support player, excelling at killing, but lacking some skills when it comes to killing ghosts.

In just a moment, a large portion of the horde of vengeful spirits that had once filled the entire port was now empty.

The vengeful spirits were intimidated by the Seven Elders and dared not face them directly. Instead, they scattered and rushed into the city.

"In times without heroes, even vengeful ghosts reign supreme," Luo Wensong sneered.

He then took a step forward, and a chilling aura spread, with a terrifying supernatural influence affecting the surroundings.

The ground began to collapse and sink, forming large pits that looked like doors.

The pit was pitch black and deep, with no bottom in sight. At the same time, the walls of the surrounding high-rise buildings began to peel and collapse, and the outlines of doors began to emerge.

The outlines of these doors are arranged in a neat row, with hundreds of door outlines on just one building.

In addition, this influence spread to the surrounding area at an incredible speed. In just a few seconds, the entire city was riddled with holes and filled with strange doors.

These are like terrifying passages, or like prisons, trapping the ghosts and preventing their escape.

At this moment, the eerie gates of the entire city opened, and countless deadly supernatural phenomena piled up, enough to kill even vengeful ghosts on the spot.

Amidst the surging tide of ghosts, a large number of vengeful spirits suddenly froze in place, motionless. The pit-like openings in the ground were also swallowing up these spirits. Any spirit that fell in would immediately vanish.

No matter how far you run, you can't escape Luo Wensong's clutches.

"What is this?" Yang Jian's eyes widened.

Is this definitely a ghost knocking on the door?
How could he be so powerful when he was alive? If that ghost from No. 7 Middle School had half the power of this old man, not to mention him, the entire Dachang City would have been wiped out in an instant!

Zhang Dong waved his hand again.

The captain's left arm has disappeared.

He uttered in a hoarse voice, "You...you are Zhang Dong."

Zhang Dong glanced at him indifferently: "A work by Günter von Treyn."

"An out-of-control anomaly."

"Those German devils are actually quite capable," Luo Qian sneered.

The endless grave soil has covered the sea, burying half of the ghost ship. No matter how many vengeful ghosts fall from the ghost ship, they are all swallowed by the grave soil.

“The original intention of Project Ark was good,” Zhang Baihua sighed. “Unfortunately, humans can never overcome vengeful spirits.”

Zhang Dong sighed softly and waved his hand again.

With the second wave, the captain collapsed to the ground, his legs vanishing without a trace.

With the third wave, the captain, lying on the ground, was already mangled beyond recognition, with only his head and fragmented body remaining.

Although the captain was in pieces, his eyes were still fixed on Zhang Dong.

The only murder rule von Treon devised in his ghost story was to kill Zhang Dong.

After gaining wisdom, the captain commanded all ghosts and could kill anyone with other supernatural abilities, but killing Zhang Dong was his only rule for killing.

"Zhang Dong."

A hoarse voice burst from his throat.

He climbed towards Zhangdong.

Zhang Youhong said nonchalantly, "It seems that old devil von Treon has channeled all his obsession with you into this walking corpse."

"Honestly, you might as well agree to his request and let him join us."

"It was love that turned into hate."

"All that has happened in the past is but smoke and clouds."

Zhang Dong waved his hand again, and Captain, the remaining arm also disappeared.

“A pointless feud,” Luo Wensong replied coldly.

Zhang Dong nodded slightly: "I have no grudge against him, but it seems that von Trein wants this ghost to have only one rule for killing, which is to kill me."

“This is also a kind of insurance measure.” Zhang Youhong covered her mouth and chuckled, but it was completely out of character for her current robust physique.

Luo Qian said coldly, "But a ghost is a ghost. Once it has consciousness, it doesn't need to kill people itself. It can kill people using its ghost domain and supernatural abilities, just like controlling this ghost ship."

A huge burial mound fell on the captain, burying him inside.

With another wave of his hand, Zhang Dong caused the captain to completely disappear, transforming into a ship's rudder.

The rudder fell into the grave and disappeared.

The once-illustrious captain died just like that.

To die at Zhang Dong's hands was a fitting end.

"Now that we've finished our business here, we should be leaving." Zhang Bohua poured packets of traditional Chinese medicine into the mouths of the captains who were about to recover.

Li Leping, Liu San, Li Jun, Zhang Jun, and the others suddenly noticed that the restless ghosts had all quieted down, as if they had just used the evolution potion.

"Alright, I can save you once, but I can't save you a second time."

Zhang Bohua patted the captains who were still in a state of shock.

"The younger generation still has to rely on themselves."

Drip!

The bus horn sounded.

"It's almost time."

Zhang Dong said to Zhang Xianguang, "You will have to walk the road ahead on your own."

He paused, a helpless smile appearing on his face.

"But now, there aren't many roads left in this world."

He shook his head and sighed.

"Do your best and hold on to the present. Place your hopes on those so-called future generations."

At this moment, Zhang Xianguang seemed to have let go of all his worries and responsibilities.

His eyes were filled with tears: "I understand, Father."

Zhang Dong nodded slightly and boarded the bus.

The seven elders also stepped forward one after another. Zhang Youhong patted Zhang Xianguang's head like she was patting a child: "Nephew, don't push yourself too hard."

beep!beep!
The bus soon entered the eerie place where it was located.

"Who are they?" Cao Yang asked in a dry voice.

Li Leping shook his head and said with a look of reverence, "They were the strongest people in the Republic of China era, suppressing seven supernatural old men who lived through an entire era."

He Yin'er said wistfully, "My grandfather said that they were the ones who caused the supernatural to completely disappear, burying countless evil spirits. They have only slowly revived now, and now they have come to suppress the evil spirits again!"

The remaining team leaders looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You're saying they're human?" Liu San scratched his chin.

He thought he would be incredibly strong after his upgrade, but he was almost torn apart by countless vengeful ghosts when the battle started.

These veterans dealt with the evil spirits in no time.

"At that level, what difference is there between humans and gods?" Ye Zhen said calmly.

Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look. The eccentric Master Ye stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon over the bay with a calm expression like that of a hermit.

"We see them as ants see the blue sky."

"But a true man should be like this!"

News of the annihilation of the captain and the ghost ship outside Dazhou City quickly spread throughout the country under the guidance of headquarters.

The captain was originally the "chicken" that Zhuang Boshi used to make an example of.

The ambitious ghost tamers from all over the country, as well as the new generation who accidentally gained control of powerful ghosts due to attacks by vengeful spirits, were all terrified.

That was a ghost ship filled with countless vengeful spirits.

An unprecedentedly intelligent S-class ghost captain drove the headquarters' captains into a panic.

The twelve captains were already considered the strongest by many, but they couldn't stop the ghost ship at all.

I thought the ghost ship was a powerful force, but it turns out it's just a chicken.

The seven elders descended the mountain, and the chicken's neck was easily snapped.

In an instant, those ambitious demon tamers fell silent.

Compared to the Emperor's incomprehensible handling of the situation, the Seven Elders' approach was far more bizarre.

Many ghost tamers suddenly realized that the power of vengeful ghosts could be used in such a way!
Soon, the name of the Seven Elders became known throughout the country, and countless people regarded them as saviors.

And the Seven Elders lived up to expectations, riding on Elder Qin's bus, quickly shuttling between various supernatural places, directly beating the terrifying ghosts in each place so that they fled in terror.

He also took care of some blind ghost tamers who thought they were the main characters.

In an instant, the terrifying trend of the resurgence of evil spirits was forcibly suppressed in the country.

Most cities were liberated, and the large-scale resurgence of vengeful spirits completely disappeared.

With the twelve captains and the demon tamers who had grown up in various places working together, the chaotic human world finally calmed down.

At least within the country's borders, most people have found hope for survival.

However, a large number of vengeful ghosts from abroad are constantly moving towards the border.

Without the captain's ghost ship for transport, they could only rely on wandering through ghost realms or haunted by vengeful spirits to slowly make their way forward.

But it won't be long before the headquarters faces an attack from the vengeful spirits that have revived the entire world.

That was a true catastrophe.

Before Zhuang Boshi could even catch his breath, he heard another piece of bad news.

Saito sent a message.

Gold is losing its effectiveness.

(End of this chapter)