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Chapter 199 The Demonic Priest
The temple keeper stared intently at the golden characters in the air.

"How could any monk possibly know about our actions when we're so secretive?"

"Was it the aura emanating from the formation that attracted them here?"

The demon beside him cried out.

"impossible!"

The temple keeper shook his head coldly.

"The Ghost King said that this formation has a concealed aura, and it is extremely difficult to detect unless you are nearby."

"Did they just happen to be passing by?"

"How could it be such a coincidence? They just happened to be passing by when we were setting up the formation? There must be something fishy going on."

The temple keeper glared fiercely at the outside of the formation.

"What should we do now? This monk doesn't seem like a simple person."

"Was it the one who escaped who sent the message?"

"If I had known, I should have caught him and killed him sooner to avoid all this trouble."

The demons in the formation shouted.

"Shut up!"

The temple keeper, his mouth full of blood and flesh, stared at the golden characters outside the formation, then looked at the river, his eyes hardening.

"This formation is so powerful that even a passing monk or a master from Ci'en Temple couldn't break it from the outside. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"That monk's chanting can only deplete the five elements in the formation. I still have the secret treasure given to me by the Ghost King. Even if he depletes too much, I can just kill a few people to replenish it later."

"Whenever the flood comes, the wronged souls from upstream and downstream will appear together, and he will die too!"

"Your Excellency is wise!"

Upon hearing this, the demons immediately showered him with flattery, then relaxed and continued their idle chatter, fantasizing about how they could achieve immortality after killing the river god.

However, the monk Zhenru's chanting never stopped.

"Om! Mani! Padme! Hum!"

The six-syllable mantra was transmitted into the formation, and the golden light above their heads flickered on and off, intertwining with the aura of the Five Turbidities Formation, disturbing both humans and demons without a moment's peace.

Those with less cultivation even covered their heads, their eyes bloodshot, clearly suffering from extreme stimulation, and some even went berserk, smashing their weapons at the demons beside them.

The temple keeper looked up at the sky, his eyes turning cold as he stared at the golden mantras.

"This monk's farting is incredibly noisy. Does he really think I can't do anything about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the temple keeper took out a gourd, shook it a few times, and pulled out the stopper from the gourd's mouth.

"I originally planned to save you to teach the river god a lesson when the flood came, but now I'll use you as a test subject!"

Then the temple keeper chanted incantations, and a thick cloud of black gas surged out of the gourd, passing through the magic array and rushing straight into the distance.

"Ghostly aura? No, it's Yin soldiers!"

Chen Ji looked closely from within the formation and clearly saw that the black mist that came out of the gourd transformed into a troop of ghostly soldiers who rushed out of the formation.

Judging from their actions, they didn't seem like the kind trained by the underworld; they looked more like a group of wronged souls that had been randomly captured.

Chen Ji raised an eyebrow, suddenly realizing something.

After careful examination, it was determined that these were the vengeful spirits that the Purple Cloud Dragon King had abducted after the destruction of the Ghost Gate in Zhanshui Town.

But the Purple Cloud Dragon King didn't intend to use these spirits to refine pills, so how did they end up in the Ghost King's hands?

still is……

As Chen Ji reflected on what he had seen and heard over the past few days, he began to have a vague guess.

It seems that the matter of alchemy is not solely the plan of the Purple Cloud Dragon King; the Ghost King is likely also involved.

This explains the events of recent days.

I just don't know what the purpose of this elixir is that would make them do such evil things.

However, there is no way to know for sure now. We can only find out after this matter is over and we capture the Ghost King or the Purple Cloud Dragon King.

As Chen Ji pondered these matters, the sounds of Yin soldiers clashing and fighting could be heard outside the formation.

Looking in that direction, one discovers that the air is filled with ghostly energy, and the six-syllable mantra chanted by the monk is almost completely blurred.

However, upon closer inspection, it became clear that the six-syllable mantra was not being affected.

These ghostly soldiers were not the skilled warriors of the underworld. Faced with the monk Zhenru's magic, they could only charge forward head-on, using their ghostly energy to erode the inner Buddhist light. The blurriness earlier was due to the overwhelming ghostly energy, but once the monk Zhenru got used to it, the ghostly soldiers rushed forward like wheat being harvested, falling one after another.

"You bald thief! You ruined my plans!"

The demon in the formation realized that the method was ineffective, cursed loudly, and controlled the ghost soldiers to rush straight towards the monk Zhenru.

Unfortunately, besides dissipating the ghostly energy in the air, the six-syllable mantra can also spare a portion to stay by the side of the monk Zhenru.

The ghostly soldiers who rushed past could not harm him in the slightest.

"Dare to harm my Yin soldiers, die!"

The temple keeper's eyes flickered, his anger rising, and he pointed at several human demons.

"You all go over there and kill him!"

"This……"

The demon looked at the temple keeper, his face full of hesitation.

They had witnessed the monk's power and knew their own strength was insufficient. In the past, they had all been just like these ghost soldiers, destined to die. One by one, they retreated, not daring to answer.

"What are you afraid of? You are human. The monk's chanting will not harm you. On the contrary, you have the aura of an array. If he is injured, he will not be able to use his full cultivation."

"If you want to live, go and kill that monk for me, or I'll kill you all right now!"

The temple keeper stared at the chosen demon with bloodshot eyes.

The demon trembled and dared not answer, yet dared not disobey the temple keeper's orders.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and got up.

"We will follow your orders, sir, and set out into battle immediately!"

"I guess you know each other."

The temple keeper said coldly and threw down a few bone spurs.

"These are the leftovers from the formation; we can use them to hurt that monk."

After speaking, he paused for a few moments, then seemed to think of something else.

"If there are other people beside that monk, injure them as well, leave no survivors."

"Yes."

The demons obeyed and left.

Chen Ji was about to launch a sudden attack the moment the formation was activated, but he discovered that the demon could enter and exit without stopping the formation, so he held back and waited until things were dealt with outside.

The temple keeper thought that the monk Zhenru was just a passing monk, but Chen Ji knew his abilities.

Without the support of the formation, these demons would probably have a hard time even getting close to Monk Zhenru.

really.

As soon as Chen Ji had this thought, he heard the monk Zhenru begin reciting a different scripture.

"We praise Shakyamuni Buddha for manifesting inconceivable wisdom and supernatural powers in this defiled world..."

As the chanting began, the six-syllable mantra in the air did not dissipate; instead, the golden light shone even brighter.

The golden light fell on the Yin soldiers and demons like boiling oil being poured on them, causing them to wail and emit black smoke as if they were about to be melted by the golden light.

"The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra is indeed powerful! It is a sutra specifically used to deliver ghosts from suffering, and it makes dealing with these ghost soldiers exceptionally easy."

As Chen Ji sighed inwardly, he felt another aura pressing down from outside the formation.

Looking up, one could see thunderclouds covering the sky, exuding a chilling aura. The demons and humans in the distance trembled like leaves, not daring to look directly at the sky.

Chen Ji immediately realized that this was the True Martial Demon-Subduing Edict that Master Xiyun had invited. He held the sword talisman and looked at the temple keeper, waiting for the edict to be issued so that the internal and external forces could work together to kill the ringleader. After breaking the formation, they would deal with the remaining demons.

However, after the decree in the air was drawn and a phantom of a divine official appeared in the sky, a lazy voice could be heard.

"Who opened the altar to request the Emperor's decree? Why is there not even a single offering of sacrificial animals?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the chilling intent of the imperial edict froze in mid-air, and even the chanting of the monk Zhenru paused for a moment.

After a long while, Master Xiyun's voice finally rang out.

"I, Xiyun, have learned that demons are causing trouble and ghost kings are committing atrocities in this place. I have specially opened an altar to ask the gods to exorcise the demons. Time is of the essence and I have not had time to prepare the sacrificial offerings. Please forgive me, gods."

The priest's voice remained indifferent.

"You Taoist priest are extremely rude. Where in this world are there no demons and ghosts causing trouble and committing crimes? If they were all like you, offering no sacrifices and not even incense, do you think our Emperor is easy to deal with?"

(End of this chapter)