Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 230 The Five Ghosts Moving Technique

"Qiang——!"

A clear, resounding sword cry echoed through the air.

Like a streak of blue lightning, the sword light instantly traversed a distance of a hundred feet, decapitating a bloated monster wandering in the middle of the street.

Then the blade hummed, leaving afterimages as if it had a spirit, and turned its body around.

In the midst of the howling, it was finally caught by Li Qingfeng.

The whole process took only a moment.

Once the trembling of the blue sword in his hand ceased, the monster, which could only be seen as a tiny dot at the end of the street, swayed and collapsed to the ground.

Although they had witnessed this more than once along the way, such methods still left the elite soldiers accompanying him in awe.

Originally, I heard that we were going to continue exploring this further.

Selected from various units, these six elite soldiers are ready to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, the group didn't fire a single shot along the way, except for driving and moving things.

Just like now, it serves as a shocking backdrop, with the assault mask on its face maintaining its final appearance.

Regardless of what the others thought, Li Qingfeng, who had sheathed the Qingyun Sword, had silently closed his eyes at some point.

With a thought, he released his divine sense.

Just like looking down from high above, with oneself as the center.

The surrounding buildings formed a clear outline in my mind.

Like a precise map, different colored energies slowly emerged on it.

Silently, he released his divine sense and continued to expand its range.

In my perception, the circular area seen from above expanded and expanded until it encompassed several nearby streets, at which point it reached its limit.

Within this, streams of vital energy representing different creatures emerge one after another, shimmering with different colors and shapes.

Carefully sensing these energies, Li Qingfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"...Lifeless, keep going."

"Yes!"×6
The words, once spoken, successfully pulled the group back from their shock.

After responding, they quickly started the car.

The men who had been keeping watch around the jeep quickly climbed onto the crossbeam and secured themselves to the vehicle.

Li Qingfeng also lightly touched the ground with his feet, his entire body instantly leaping into the air and landing smoothly inside the moving vehicle.

"What? There's still not a single living person within my divine sense range?"

As soon as he sat down, Yang Ping, dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, came over with a curious expression.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingfeng was not surprised at all. He shook his head as he sensed the dense and strange aura within the range of his divine sense probe.

Similar conversations have taken place countless times along the way.

After Li Qingfeng broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

The already much broader range of spiritual sense scanning compared to those who had awakened their mental detection abilities has now achieved a qualitative breakthrough.

Compared to before, it could only cover a mental area the size of a stadium.

Now, all it takes is to focus one's mind, spread one's spiritual sense, and cover several blocks—it's all done with ease.

This is why their team is able to maintain its current efficiency while remaining precise and meticulous.

We drove in a straight line, heading towards the most densely populated urban area.

With Yang Ping using various talismans such as Five Ghosts Transporting and Earth Escape to clear the way, Li Qingfeng used his flying sword to fight back.

Along the way, they paved the way through potholes and moved mountains when they encountered obstacles. The unlucky monsters that blocked their path were almost instantly killed the moment they showed their faces.

Every time they ventured a certain distance, the team would stop, and Li Qingfeng would use his divine sense to explore the vast area.

In just half a day, they advanced nearly 100 kilometers, going directly from the initial civilian port to deep into the city.

But even so, apart from marking the monster locations for the subsequent cleanup teams, they didn't see a single living person along the way...

"They are all bloody evil spirits, mixed with resentment and filth. They are very complicated and I have never seen anything like them before."

As if answering a question, Li Qingfeng frowned slightly and began to explain.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ping also turned to look out of the car.

On the road where the vehicle was driving, lay the corpse of the monster that looked like a disgusting ball of flesh, the one whose head had been severed by Li Qingfeng's sword.

Yang Ping also took out a talisman, held it between his fingertips and gently swept it across his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, a bright yellow flashed in his pupils.

Looking at the monster's remains, which were gradually being left behind the car in sight, he couldn't help but frown and ponder.

"It has no soul, only resentment; it's somewhat like a zombie, but a far more complex mix..."

In fact, it wasn't just the two of them; the current situation in Yinghua Kingdom's cities had stumped almost everyone who had come here.

In China, most kinds of demons have legends or ancient records, even if they are inaccurate or have some errors, at least they have a reference.

Moreover, even mindless ghosts and monsters adhere to the principles of yin and yang opposition and the distinction between purity and impurity.

However, in this Kingdom of Yinghua, the various monsters that mysteriously appeared and caused harm were in complete chaos.

It's as if all the nasty and disgusting things have been mixed together.

A single glance at its appearance is enough to make one nauseous, and its flesh is devoid of consciousness, merely repeating a certain pattern, driven by evil deeds.

It is as if it is formed from all kinds of evil thoughts of people, and its appearance, methods and abilities are all kinds of strange.

Fortunately, the team was too weak to pose any obstacle.

Yang Ping even thought that if the purple-haired corpse that rushed out of the Hundred Kings' Tomb were thrown here, it would probably be invincible against all the beauties in the entire Yinghua Sect...

Next, the vehicle moved forward.

Yang Ping and Li Qingfeng chatted casually.

The elite soldiers accompanying the team focused on driving, holding their weapons, swaying and rocking as the vehicles moved.

In this ghost kingdom, which can be described as a living hell, they actually acted as if they were sightseeing.

As for some abandoned vehicles blocking the road, there was no need to stop and clear them; they were simply knocked away by the talismans that Yang Ping threw out while they were chatting.

Or perhaps Li Qingfeng casually unleashed a sword strike, splitting the vehicle in two, allowing it to pass through without hindrance.

As for the various monsters that were startled by the noise and rushed out of the rooms on both sides.

Most of them were cut into several pieces while still in mid-air by the swirling light of the two sword beams.

Finally, they all landed simultaneously in various locations within a range of several hundred meters.

And so, the two troop carriers carried the two men forward without any obstruction.

Soon, they left the town and headed straight onto a highway connecting to the city.

Before they had driven far, Yang Ping, who was feeling extremely bored and looking around, exclaimed "Huh!" as he noticed something unusual.

"Hey~ Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Li, look! What's that?"

As the vehicle drew closer, a long strip of shadow stretched across the horizon, with some lights flickering in the distance.

"Golden Arch Bridge toll station? The color scheme is off, and this kind of thing is popular in Yinghua too?"

Hearing Yang Ping's incessant questions, Li Qingfeng also looked up from the sword he was wiping and looked in the direction the other was pointing.

As the gaze focused, the blurry image at the edge of the field of vision suddenly magnified and became clear.

It was grayish-black, quite tall, at least ten meters high, blocking the road.

It does resemble a tourist city in China, with its elaborately constructed arched toll booths.

However, it has no aesthetic appeal and even creates a depressing atmosphere.

With slight frowns, the two of them also became somewhat wary.

As if sensing the change in atmosphere, the elite soldiers accompanying the team also became serious and gripped their guns, which were loaded with bullets.

As they drew closer, the massive, shadowy building that stretched across the middle of the road gradually came into view.

As it drew closer, the vehicle gradually slowed down and eventually came to a steady stop.

Yang Ping and Li Qingfeng were the first to jump off the car and step into front of the huge building that looked like a giant monument blocking the road.

As ordinary people, the six soldiers who reacted a beat slower followed closely behind.

At the front of the group, as the squad leader of the six, he walked forward with a wary expression.

At the same time, he was looking up at the huge building that shouldn't be there on the city road, and his brows gradually furrowed.

His gaze swept back and forth between the obviously cast and welded steel and cement blocks.

He tilted his head back and squinted slightly.

Looking through the goggles on his face, he gazed thoughtfully at the platforms and surrounding electric fences that appeared to be sentry posts.

“This layout looks like the gate of the military base I used to work at. Previous intelligence mentioned that the Kingdom of Yinghua had sent troops to blockade the Tokyo metropolitan area…” “…This area is most likely the outpost buildings mentioned in the intelligence, where the blockade troops were stationed.”

As he spoke, the squad leader became somewhat uncertain again.

Looking at the height, which is even higher than some buildings, and the obviously thick, sturdy, and solidly constructed city wall.

"It's this thickness..."

As he spoke, he slung the rifle over his shoulder, drew the dagger from his waist, and swung it fiercely at the gray-black gate in front of him.

"Qiang——!"

After a series of metallic clanging sounds, a layer of dust was kicked up, revealing the alloy material underneath, which shimmered with a silvery-white luster.

"It's completely immovable. It's at least a meter thick, almost as strong as the protection level of a large military base. I never imagined the Kingdom of Yinghua would use this for city blockade..."

His muttered analysis naturally reached the ears of Yang Ping and Li Qingfeng, who were standing nearby.

After watching the other party's entire testing process, the doubts that arose in their minds were all similar.

However, compared to the soldier captain who was just an ordinary person, Li Qingfeng saw much more.

Looking up, I followed the line of the searchlight that was shining on the distant wasteland, extending downwards and deep behind the door.

As my ears trembled slightly, the hum of a large generator reached my ears.

It had military-grade gate protection and an independent power supply, yet not a single vigilant soldier noticed it.

Clearly, even such a heavily fortified military gate and outpost had fallen to the monster tide, just like the city itself.

Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng became even more curious.

Along the way, the monsters displayed various strengths and methods, but none of them were particularly powerful.

Let alone someone who has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even if you randomly pick one of the logistics personnel who came with the ship from the port, they would probably be able to move around the city with ease.

It was also a subtle comparison with the troops stationed in Xin Kingdom that I saw when I visited the Hundred Kings Tomb in China.

The conclusion is that these monsters, which are even less than regular zombies, are unlikely to break through a prepared national army, even if they form a large force.

My doubts and confusion only deepened.

Without further thought, Li Qingfeng directly slapped the massive black and gold-patterned sword box behind him, the Twenty-Seven Mysterious Spirit Pivots.

"Click"

With a series of clicking sounds, the black box separated into two parts.

Amidst the deep, billowing mist, a streak of light shot out in an instant.

It landed in Li Qingfeng's outstretched palm and transformed into the shape of the Qingyun Sword, capable of splitting gold and severing jade.

Then, he picked up his sword and prepared to slash at the alloy gate in front of him, which was of unknown thickness.

However, the next moment, Yang Ping raised his hand to stop him.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop! If you swing your swords like that and cut through the supporting beams, this huge building will collapse, making it even more difficult to drive the car over."

As soon as he finished speaking, he chuckled.

From the bulging, not-too-small bundle of talismans at his waist, he pulled out a long talisman with a white silk base and covered with crooked black ink marks.

"I'll do it."

As he spoke, under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

Yang Ping pinched one corner of the long talisman with his fingers, stretched it out horizontally in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"Look at me!"

"Five ghosts, heed my command! Manifest your true forms, spirits! Sweep away obstacles, move swiftly! Heaven and Earth, lend your power! So be it!!"

As the last word fell, the long talisman that had been pulled in front of him instantly burst into flames.

Yang Ping also let go of the object and tossed it into the open space in front of him.

The talisman he had drawn was burned to ashes the moment it left his hand, splitting into five pieces in mid-air before falling to the ground.

In an instant, several fully armed soldiers, who were more than ten steps away, suddenly felt a cold current blowing past them.

The heavy combat suit did nothing to keep out the cold.

As the wind blew, the ashes of the five talismans on the ground were also stirred up.

But it didn't dissipate.

Instead, the two sides were clearly distinct, gradually rising as they were swept up by the cyclone.

Finally, it stopped slowly when it was several heads taller than an average person.

"Gudong~"

Under the tense gaze of several soldiers, who swallowed hard.

The ashes of those talismans were carried by the wind and gradually formed tall, thin human figures with indistinct features.

Then, they all moved and stood in a neat row, clasped their hands in a fist and bowed to Yang Ping.

Then, without any further movement, they floated directly towards the heavy, tens-of-meters-high building.

Upon arriving at the alloy gate, five human figures outlined by clumps of talisman ash were tapped and hammered on it.

Then, four tall, thin figures seemed to have discovered something.

Each person faced the thick alloy wall in front of them, some pushing, some pulling, some lifting, each with their own unique actions.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the group of people...

Without a sound, the entire heavy alloy gate, strong enough to withstand artillery fire, was dismantled in four pieces by four blurry, tall, thin figures.

Each cross-section gleams with a cold metallic sheen, is as smooth as a mirror, and is exceptionally regular.

Just like that, four figures lifted, carried, or pushed it off the gate as a whole.

Then, one by one, they flashed and instantly appeared in the wasteland on both sides of the road, throwing the huge metal blocks they had dismantled onto the ground.

In the same way, it flashed back to the gate and repeated the operation.

For the next half minute, the squad leader and five soldiers stared blankly at him.

The entire road is spanned by a heavy alloy gate that is over ten meters high.

Without a sound, they were all carried away by these four blurry, tall, thin figures.

They were thrown into the wasteland on both sides, where they piled up into four tall heaps of metal blocks.

Finally, the fifth figure, who had been standing to the side without making a move, finally moved.

He stepped forward, and his two arms, outlined in dust, suddenly stretched out and scooped up the ground.

In an instant, all sorts of metal scraps and dust were engulfed and, with a flash, were thrown to the wasteland to the side.

And just like that, without making a sound, the entire road surface was wide open and completely unobstructed, revealing the scene behind it.

There wasn't even a single pebble or debris on the road; it was spotless and looked as clean as if someone had just wiped it down.

"...Is this...this is the Dao?"

Only after everything was cleared did one of the soldiers in the group react.

Looking at the road that had been turned into a wide-open space, he muttered to himself, unable to suppress the surprise in his voice.

Although this is the first time the military has cooperated with the Special Operations Bureau, there has been no shortage of intelligence, training, and various extraordinary individuals and superhumans encountered in the past few days.

Moreover, along the way, we had witnessed the renowned Taoist Master Yang using his teleportation skills to move obstructed, abandoned vehicles on the road.

But at that time, there were only a few blurry figures working together to lift the car.

In terms of both scale and performance, it is far inferior to this one.

Moreover, unlike moving mountains and filling seas with a wave of the hand, the whole process was not only fast, but also eerily silent.

Throughout the entire process, whether it was the figures outlined by the dust, the dismantling of the metal blocks, or the disposal of them like trash to a nearby wasteland.

Apart from a barely perceptible whistling sound, there was no other noise whatsoever.

This is a completely different kind of expressiveness from the military, where bombs and missiles explode, level hills, and create huge craters.

It is a completely different form, a unique and extraordinary expression.

However, after completing the transport task and bowing again, the ashes of the talisman scattered all over the ground.

But a seemingly unrelated thought popped into the squad leader's mind.

This Five Ghosts Moving Technique moved an alloy gate that was over ten meters high and weighed an unknown number of tons in less than half a minute.

And it doesn't make a sound at all.

If they were to steal from a vault, wouldn't they be able to empty it in the blink of an eye?
This is perfect for stealing...

(End of this chapter)