Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 334 The Edict from the Altar, the Summoning of the Underworld Soldiers

Li Xuan sensed the constant commotion from the Tan Clan Ancestral Hall. When he went outside, he saw even more people running uphill with sickles and hoes, their eyes filled with coldness...

He glanced at them and roughly estimated there were two or three hundred people.

The Tan family has a high level of cohesion; Tan Sheng's loud voice summoned so many people.

Li Xuan frowned. It seemed that he couldn't personally collect their souls one by one; he would have to seek help from Fengdu in this world.

He retreated into the ancestral hall, collected the souls of the clan elders and those who had attacked him into the purple-red gourd, and then closed the ancestral hall door and bolted it shut.

He took the altar out of the gourd and lit the incense and candles.

He changed into the robes of the Fengdu judge, paid homage to the Eastern Peak and the Northern Yin Heavenly General, then to the gods of the four directions, and stepped out in the Nine Netherworld Steps, placing his feet on the five directions of Kan, Gen, Zhen, Li, and the Central Palace. He formed the hand seals for summoning soldiers and chanted the Great Judge's incantation for controlling the army:
"The key to the Northern Yin is opened, the troops of Fengdu are summoned! I am the Grand Master of the Heavenly One True Celebration Palace, the Grand Judge of the You Sheng Mansion. I am in charge of the affairs of ghosts and gods, and hold the power of the underworld. I receive the decree of Xuan Yuan and the jade seal of Fengdu. Below the Nine Netherworlds and above all ghosts, two hundred divine soldiers obey my command! Iron faces lock souls, bronze halberds cut through filth, the Yin banner leads the way, and ghost generals follow. Quickly leave the city of the unjustly dead, and immediately go to the summons of the underworld. Those who disobey my command will have their souls scattered and destroyed! Hurry, hurry, as the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Fengdu decrees!"

According to the judge's manual, once a monk is promoted to the intermediate level of Fengdu judge, he or she has the qualification to control a certain number of underworld soldiers.

A cultivator like Li Xuan, who is at the mid-level initial stage, can control a 200-strong Yin army. As long as the reason is legitimate, they can be mobilized from the underworld at any time. They will absolutely obey orders and will not hesitate even if they attack the Lingxiao Palace. However, everything they do will be recorded by the judge who summoned the team.

Li Xuan placed the Nine Springs Decree on the table, took out the Seal for Inspecting the Ghosts and Gods of the Three Realms, struck it once, and said loudly, "I am the Judge of the Ghost and God Affairs of Fengdu. Where are the Yin Soldiers?"

hula la...

A chilling wind swept through the ancestral hall, and the faint sounds of armor rubbing and clanging, along with the rhythmic footsteps, could be heard.

Outside, hundreds of Tan family villagers from the foot of the mountain had arrived outside the ancestral hall. The clan chief was among them. He was somewhat horrified to see the clan elder who had just informed him and the members of the musket patrol lying on the ground.

These people who fell were all lifeless, but there were no wounds on their bodies and they did not look like they had been poisoned. It was as if their lifespan had been taken away in an instant.

The clan chief, recalling the cries of his ancestors in his mind, finally snapped out of his daze.

Who was our ancestor Tan Sheng? He was a scholar during the Chongzhen era of the Ming Dynasty. He had studied the art of longevity for many years and worked with more than a dozen other Tan family ancestors to run the ancestral hall.

The enemy that even Tan Sheng had to call for help from is probably a highly skilled sorcerer!

These extraordinary individuals act strangely and employ all sorts of unpredictable methods. They have countless ways to make someone die silently.

The clan chief felt he had acted impulsively. He shouldn't have led the team up here himself. He should have figured out the key point earlier, ordered his men to surround the ancestral hall to buy time, and then pulled down the cannons on the wall to bombard it directly. Whether it was human or ghost, it would be blasted to pieces by the cannons...

As for ancestral halls, they can be rebuilt as long as you have the money; your ancestors will forgive you.

Now he's in a bind. Since he's taken this position, if he fails to achieve anything and then leaves, the other elders will immediately seize on any excuses to kick him off the position of clan leader.

He was able to rise to the position of clan leader not because of his age, but because of his meticulousness, ruthlessness, and decisiveness.

After much deliberation, the clan chief's eyes blazed with malice as he looked at those around him and said, "Bring me kerosene and pour it all over the ancestral hall. I want to burn the wicked to death inside!"

Apart from that one cry for help, our ancestor Tan Sheng has been silenced ever since; he has probably been wiped out.

With such a ruthless figure in the ancestral hall, the clan chief didn't even have the courage to meet him. The corpses of the second branch clan elders and the patrol team members on the ground serve as a warning...

The elders from the other branches of the clan were stunned when they heard the clan leader's order: "What? Burn down the ancestral hall? Are you crazy?" The clan leader lowered his voice and pointed to the corpses on the ground, saying: "I am the clan leader. I know too many secrets that you don't know. The evil person in the ancestral hall is very powerful. He kills people without leaving a trace. Not only the second branch and the patrol team, but even our ancestor Tan Sheng has disappeared!"

The evil man is inside now. We'll seal the door, pour kerosene on it, and burn him alive. Otherwise, if he escapes, the corpses on the ground will serve as our example!

The other elders of the clan changed their expressions slightly. Although they were all in their fifties or sixties, none of them wanted to die young.

After a brief hesitation, everyone present agreed to set fire to the ancestral hall to eliminate the evildoers!

Soon someone brought kerosene, put it in a bamboo tube, lit it, and threw it onto the roof of the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall had a lot of wooden structure, and with the kerosene soaking into it, it quickly caught fire.

The clan chief stared at the flickering firelight, his face grim. He felt inexplicably uneasy, with a premonition that great calamity was about to befall him...

The sound of metal rubbing against each other.

He was somewhat surprised: "Where did that sound come from?"

Several clan elders also heard the sound, exchanged glances, and their gazes simultaneously fell on the ancestral hall's main gate: "It's inside."

boom! ! !
The burning ancestral hall doors exploded open, spewing out countless fragments of all sizes. The clan elders standing in the center screamed and fell to the ground, their bodies riddled with sharp wooden splinters.

A chilling aura emanated from the ancestral hall...

Despite the pain, the elder struggled to look inside and was immediately stunned. From the broken door of the ancestral hall emerged one soldier after another, clad in armor and wielding long halberds. No, armor was something only generals were entitled to use. Who was so wealthy as to equip soldiers with such things? Leather armor was already the best they could get!

The sun is blazing!

The villagers, who had been feeling hot and restless when they went up the mountain, now felt as if they were in the dead of winter. The chill emanating from the ancestral hall seeped into their flesh and bones, as if they would be frozen at any moment.

The chieftain's pupils constricted sharply. As the soldiers stepped into the sunlight, their faces, hidden beneath their makeshift helmets, instantly became withered, grotesque, and terrifying, like dried-up corpses...

These are ghost soldiers!

The legendary ghost soldiers borrowed a path.

Why do ghostly soldiers emerge from the ancestral hall of the Tan family?
He even forgot the pain in his body, and fell into a daze. His eyes subconsciously looked into the depths of the ancestral hall, where a dark figure stood.

Li Xuan, dressed in a judge's robe, couldn't be seen casually, especially by people born in the years of the Rooster and Dog. Therefore, a shadow was drawn around him, making him look like a standing shadow.

He slowly walked out of the ancestral hall. The ghost soldiers lined up in a semi-circle on the left and right, forming a semi-encircling formation. Two of the ghost soldiers clasped their hands in greeting to him.

Li Xuan hummed in agreement. The military was strictly hierarchical, and judges were not allowed to show their emotions or expressions when summoning troops.

Although the ghost soldiers revealed their skeletal forms in the sunlight, their strength remained unaffected. This was the advantage of being part of the official organization, which provided them with special protection.

The clan chief had lost the will to resist. He dared to fight the people and the officials, but how could he fight the ghost soldiers from the underworld?
The ghostly soldiers standing around were densely packed, numbering at least one or two hundred.

What did he use to fight back?
(End of this chapter)