Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 443 The Republic of China! By the mandate of Heaven, may its reign be long and prosperous (12) Requesting subscriptions and monthly tickets.

In an instant, several pistols were raised from among the guests.

Machine gun fire could also be heard in the forest outside the Temple of Heaven.

A group of attackers suddenly sprang into action from the already lying in ambush and began firing.

Ishii finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally appeared!

He was afraid that if he watched any longer, he would be scared to death.

clatter! clatter! clatter!
But bullets clattered and fell on the curtain.

It is impossible to penetrate.

A strange force blocked it.

One bullet after another stopped in mid-air.

Clearly, this curtain possesses a special enhancement, resembling a mysterious realm.

But the attackers were prepared.

A few gold bullets were mixed in with a large number of bullets.

But this veil seems to exist in another world.

The golden bullet pierced the curtain.

It had no effect on the figure.

Yuan Qingtian remained motionless.

He seemed oblivious to the attack and continued chanting without pausing.

"Having lived for sixty years, serving in the imperial court, I have never dared to slacken my efforts."

"Alas, Heaven does not grant it; why do all living beings suffer?"

Soon, a group of men in black emerged from the woods, carrying several bloodied heads.

They remained silent and hung their heads on the bronze pillar.

Fresh blood flowed down the bronze pillar.

The lettering on those bronze pillars became even more vibrant.

"Looking up at the celestial phenomena."

"Observe the hearts of the people."

"With the grand era."

"A new chapter begins."

"Only me!"

"Only me!"

"Only me!"

Yuan Qingtian's voice, which sounded sharp and eerie, grew increasingly strange.

It looked like dozens of people were reciting at the same time.

"shut up!!"

"Yuan! Qing! Tian—Turn! Around!!"

"Yuan! Qing! Tian—Turn! Around!!"

"Yuan! Qing! Tian—Turn! Around!!"

It seemed as if a tremendous force was trying to move the figure behind the curtain.

But he was unmoved.

The terrifying laughter echoed throughout the space, "Hehehehe."

The eerie screams only added to the sinister atmosphere.

Behind the curtain lies another world.

Nothing, not even the supernatural, can penetrate it.

The next moment, all sound disappeared.

His nephew, Yuan Baocheng, appeared, already holding two corpses in his hands.

The corpse's eyes gleamed with a blood-red light, as if it were about to awaken as a vengeful ghost.

The ghost tamer who had just attacked Yuan Qingtian died instantly.

Yuan Baocheng contemptuously stuffed the two corpses into a golden box and gave the guests who were watching the ceremony a cold smile.

Throughout this process, Yuan Qingtian, hidden behind the curtain, remained unaffected; he didn't even turn around.

"However, that's how it is."

Yuan Baocheng was somewhat contemptuous. He had thought the attackers would have a more planned attack, but they had only sent a few assassins. They were completely disorganized and didn't even have a single decent ghost tamer.

"Is this all you have? And the gifts you brought to the ceremony are so cheap!"

"You scoundrel, why be so arrogant?"

A cold voice sounded.

Yuan Baocheng slowly turned around and finally smiled: "Cai Yunzhou, your uncle guessed right, you really did come."

"Why are you here instead of in Jiangnan? Did you come to congratulate your uncle?"

“You are an old acquaintance of my uncle, but he is unable to personally entertain you for the time being, so let me, his nephew, do it for him.”

Opposite him was a pale-faced man in his thirties who was coughing slightly incessantly; he was Cai Yunzhou, one of the "Three Heroes of the South".

Cai Yunzhou covered his mouth: "You all deserve to be killed!"

Cai Yunzhou has become the undisputed number one ghost tamer in the South, but he alone is far from enough.

At the same time, three identical, dark-skinned, and gaunt old men appeared from the ghost realm.

Their faces were gaunt, their eyes held an eerie light, and they exuded a chilling aura.

Immediately afterwards, a fat man dressed in red and yellow clothes and wearing a rooster-comb hat appeared.

Yuan Baocheng's smile vanished instantly. He knew that the three old men were triplets who were very famous in Southeast Asia and had suppressed a country's evil spirits.

Each person commands three mutually compatible vengeful spirits; together, the three are equivalent to having nine vengeful spirits on their bodies.

That obese man was even more remarkable.

His entire body trembled with fat, and every piece of fat concealed a terrifying and sinister aura.

"Cai Yunzhou, what are your intentions in obstructing the ceremony!" Yuan Baocheng questioned sharply.

Cai Yunzhou's face was cold, and he did not argue, but just kept coughing.

White mist billowed from his mouth and nose, instantly enveloping the entire Temple of Heaven. At this moment, the spectator group was in chaos. Most of them were still ordinary people, and the few top ghost tamers fighting here could easily be killed by supernatural forces.

After all, those who control ghosts recognize people, but vengeful ghosts don't.

If the envoy hadn't brought some ghost-taming guards, they would have fled long ago.

Matsumoto Ichiro said, "Yuan Qingtian is so arrogant. He doesn't take action himself, but instead sends his subordinates to do it. Those are four top-level ghost tamers."

Matsumoto Ichiro had heard of the four men's great names, and no matter how arrogant he was, he could never be a match for those four demon tamers.

"He's trying to establish his authority!"

Ishii Kikujiro was sweating profusely: "Matsumoto-kun, let's get out of here quickly."

"If they keep fighting, we'll get hurt too!"

However, to everyone's surprise, the white mist suddenly dissipated a few seconds later.

Cai Yunzhou collapsed to the ground, coughing up black blood incessantly.

The heads of the three Southeast Asians fell neatly to the ground, and the fat man had been beaten into eight pieces.

In just a moment, the four once-arrogant top-tier ghost tamers were either dead or crippled.

"How is this possible!" Matsumoto Ichiro stared wide-eyed, looking at the arena in utter shock.

According to his estimation, if Yuan Qingtian doesn't make a move, the Yuan family has no ghost tamers who can match Cai Yunzhou.

Moreover, he also found four outside helpers. Even if the Black Clothes Society mobilized all of them, it would at least be a lose-lose situation.

There was one more person on the battlefield.

A young man with a withered face.

He casually tossed a swollen, bloody lung onto the ground.

"Yuan family, we've done what we promised. From now on, we're even," the man said coldly.

"Wu Baoli, don't forget that your life was given to you by our family!" Yuan Baocheng looked at him with icy eyes.

"Even the vengeful spirit inside you was given the opportunity to be controlled by our family. Without us, you would have died in the stinking ditch by the roadside long ago!"

"What you need to do now is kill all those ghost tamers who disobey orders!"

Wu Baoli stared coldly at Yuan Baocheng, then shifted his gaze to the back of Yuan Qingtian, who hadn't moved an inch.

"Okay, this is the last time."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

"It's a peddler!!" a merchant from western Sichuan shouted.

"He was the peddler who quelled the ghost tides in South Asia!"

The peddler, now a renowned ghost tamer in recent years.

It is said that the peddler was a poor student who was bailed out after committing a crime.

By sheer chance, he came into control of an extremely terrifying and treacherous being.

He ventured alone into South Asia, eradicating the strange monk incidents that had spread to multiple states.

They defeated Amir, the number one ghost tamer in South Asia, who orchestrated the Ghost Monk incident.

His illustrious reputation is known to all in Asia.

Who would have thought that the peddler was actually one of Yuan Qingtian's men!
The envoys also changed their attitudes.

We have to change our attitude.

This place is getting weirder and weirder.

"We do!"

Yuan Baocheng couldn't help but sneer.

He knew these people were just being hypocritical.

But the Yuan family didn't care.

Once the ceremony is over, it will be too late for them to turn against you.

The figure behind the curtain is still praying to heaven.

"I will certainly respect Heaven and follow the example of my ancestors."

"May you enjoy this feast!"

"May you enjoy this feast!"

"May you enjoy this feast!"

A smile finally appeared on the cold faces of all the men in black.

It worked!
However, after the three calls for the emperor's favor, the former nobleman who was supposed to present the imperial seal never appeared.

Yuan Baocheng's eyes were cold as he scanned his surroundings, but he found no signs.

Should not!
impossible!
All attackers have been dealt with.

After a brief pause, the person behind the curtain continued speaking.

"May Heaven grant our request—"

Yuan Qingtian's voice grew louder and louder, as if tens of thousands of people were speaking at the same time.

He roared, "Summon! Seal!"

"May Heaven bestow its seal!"

"May Heaven bestow its seal!"

Under certain strange influences, sound can travel extremely far.

that moment!
The curtain that so many people paid such a high price to just now could not be touched.

It shattered into pieces in an instant.

His meticulously crafted secret seal.

It fell down.

Right under everyone's nose.

Snap!
It shattered into countless pieces!

"What?!" Yuan Qingtian was incomprehensible and greatly shocked.

"who is it!!"

The next moment, a kick landed hard on his face.

"What are you yelling about!"

(End of this chapter)