Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 766 I'm the Most Dangerous
A demonic aura surged into the sky, and black mist shrouded the city.

The cries of ghosts and the howls of gods, the roars of demons shook heaven and earth.

Evil thoughts manifest as realities, surging endlessly like a tide.

It is clearly a palace of demons and monsters, yet also resembles the hell of Avici Hell.

Although the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm does not possess a million-strong army like the Black Mountain Demon, it has still amassed seventy to eighty thousand elite ghost soldiers over thousands of years of management.

These ghosts were mostly carefully selected by the Dharma King from both the Yin and Yang realms—there were vengeful ghosts from the City of the Wrongfully Dead, evil spirits from the mortal world, and even fierce demons pulled out from the edge of the eighteenth level of hell.

In the past, when making transactions or capturing people, I wouldn't always have to take action myself, and it would be more convenient to send people out to negotiate business and catch ghosts.

These 70,000 to 80,000 ghost soldiers also took pride in the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm, after all, their lives were quite good after following the right big boss.

So naturally, they wouldn't stand for it when they saw someone intruding.

Regardless of right or wrong, no one is allowed to undermine our interests.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

Three tolls of the funeral bell echoed throughout the city, and the bronze bells hanging from the eaves swayed without wind. The entire living city seemed like a colossal beast awakened, every brick and stone trembling.

From the depths of the streets came the clanging sound of armor clashing, and countless scarlet lights lit up in the black mist—the bloodthirsty eyes of the ghost soldiers.

"Intruders shall die!" A ghostly general riding a skeletal horse charged out of the mist. He wore armor in the style of a previous dynasty, but beneath his helmet lay a rotting tiger's face, and his spear was wreathed in wisps of living souls. "Whoever takes their heads will be rewarded by the Dharma King with a tomb and a hundred catties of blood offerings!"

"Roar--!"

The response was a deafening roar. Countless ghost soldiers surged in from all directions: in the front row were skeleton soldiers with shields, their white bones engraved with fire-repelling talismans; in the center were a squad of blue-faced, fanged yakshas, ​​their tridents dripping with putrid liquid; and there were also red-clad vengeful ghosts floating in mid-air, their long hair dancing like venomous snakes.

Yu Feng's red wedding dress suddenly billowed violently, and she staggered back two steps—not out of fear, but because she was shaken by the overwhelming resentment.

These ghost soldiers carry the unique Yin-Yang energy of the Dharma realm, which has a natural suppressive effect on wandering souls.

"Hahahaha!" The tiger-faced demon general laughed loudly upon seeing this, pointing his spear directly at the crowd. "You dare to do this with such meager skills—"

"Noisy!"

A piercing demonic sound pierced the ears, and two streaks of light flashed, severing the head of the ghost general.

Amidst the raging demonic flames, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie exuded a terrifying aura.

Xiaoqing looked at the army of ghost soldiers surging in from all directions, a slight smile of disdain on her lips.

"That's it?"

She crossed her arms, lightly tapped the ground with her toes, and steam rose from her body, with a faint echo of a dragon's roar reverberating around her. As the Water Goddess of Taihu Lake, she was no longer the little snake demon who would only follow Xu Xuan around.

He even had the leisure to think about which poem to recite later—"A sword across the sky, cold as the stars" or "A three-foot-long blade slays demons and evil spirits"?
After all, showing off is all about having the right presence.

Qilicha stood to the side, his will-o'-the-wisp burning eerily, his eyes gleaming with disdain.

"Ah."

He slowly raised his bone claw, and a wisp of dark, malevolent energy condensed at his fingertips. It was the "Yin Sha" unique to the Western Ghost Emperor's dojo, which would cause ordinary ghosts to collapse upon contact.

You usually call me Qilicha, and I don't mind.

"But on the battlefield—"

His body suddenly swelled, and ghostly energy soared into the sky, transforming into a ferocious ghost king three zhang tall, with jagged bone spurs and a murderous aura like a tide.

Please call me King Qilicha!

The infamous reputation of the Ghost King of Baodu Mountain is no exaggeration.

Several demon kings of the same realm on the opposite side also showed fear, but they quickly grinned maliciously—so what if they are strong? They have tens of thousands of demon soldiers on their side!

However, Qilicha just sneered.

You have no idea who's standing behind me.

How dare a mere Yin-Yang Dharma King compare to the Heavenly Demon King?

He felt no fear whatsoever; in fact, he almost wanted to laugh.

No one knows what other trump cards the Demon King might have up his sleeve!
Xu Xuan looked at this group of loyal and fearless ghost soldiers and suddenly laughed out loud.

"You guys~~~~"

He shook his head, a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Do you really think the Yin-Yang Dharma King can protect you?"

He slowly raised his hand, a wisp of red karmic fire appearing at his fingertips. As the firelight flickered, it reflected the meaningful smile on his lips.

Do you know—

"The Yin-Yang Dharma Realm separates the inside from the outside; Senior Brother's vision cannot see this place..."

"To you, I am the most dangerous one."

He took a step down.

"Peace and tranquility".

In an instant, Buddha's light surged forth from beneath his feet like a tide, and the Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli expanded in an instant, illuminating the entire chaotic land of Yin and Yang as if it were a sacred place where Buddha preached!

Golden light shone brightly, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns resounded. The indistinguishable boundary between black and white was transformed into a blissful paradise at this moment!
"Untainted".

Ksitigarbha Hall, Guanyin Pavilion, the golden statue of Tathagata, Kasyapa's Bodhimanda... one after another, sacred Buddhist sites rise from the ground, majestic and solemn, scattered among the mountains.

A strange fragrance wafted through the air, clouds and mist swirled, a spiritual spring gushed forth, and a seven-jeweled golden canopy descended from the void. Gold, silver, lapis lazuli, crystal, giant clam shell, red pearl, and agate glittered and dazzled, as if the Western Paradise had descended upon the land!

"equality."

Thirty thousand Arhats sat upright on lotus thrones, originally with their heads bowed and eyes lowered, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name. But now they all raised their heads, and golden light burst forth from their eyes!
“Perfect.”

The Arhats slowly rose, untied their robes, and wrapped their prayer beads around their arms.

"Crack!" The prayer beads shattered, turning into iron chains that wrapped around the muscular arm!

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying battle aura suddenly erupted!

Xu Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"not enough."

He stomped his foot again!

"boom--!!!"

Suddenly, specks of black dust appeared in the void, and a patch of black soil expanded wildly from nothing!

Greed, anger, and ignorance! Old age, sickness, and death!

Unable to understand right and wrong! Unable to distinguish good from evil! Making false and illicit gains! Engaging in all kinds of evil deeds!

All sorts of calamities in the world are recurring at this moment!

The originally stable laws of the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm were being wildly eroded, devoured, and assimilated by this power!
"Click——!!!"

The black earth suddenly exploded, scorching magma gushed out, and the scattered black soil turned into a dust storm. The sound of chains clashing was like thunder, and endless howls of ghosts and wolves echoed through the sky!

"Roar--!!!"

A three-headed, six-armed monster covered in blue scales emerged from the lava with its giant claws, using its arms to drag its massive, mountain-like body slowly out!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With every step he took, the earth trembled!

It was clad in chains of karmic fire, wielded a giant black iron cudgel, had a ferocious face, and gleaming fangs—it was none other than the ancient demon king recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas!
“Rumble——!!!”

Thirty thousand Yunmeng demon souls surged out of the earth, densely packed around Xu Xuan, like a black and red wave, covering the sky and the earth!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The demonic souls roared, their eyes burning with bloodlust, possessing all three poisons and boundless evil thoughts!
They are not here to fight—they are here to make others feel pain.

Since falling into the land of calamity, it has suffered every day, and the already twisted and depraved desires in the remnant soul have become even more frenzied.

"on!"

At the Demon King's command, war broke out!

The demons and monsters of the Yin-Yang realm were completely dumbfounded when they saw the Buddhist Arhat and the Yunmeng Demon Soul rushing towards them.

"This... the merging of Buddha and demon can actually happen like this?"

"It's not a different art style!"

They didn't understand until the war actually started.

It's a certain art style.

The Black Crocodile Arhat grinned maliciously. Pang Cang kicked a ghost general over and then retaliated with a "Penguin vs. Golden Monkey" move, sending the opponent flying dozens of feet away!
"Boom!"

The ghost general was smashed into the city wall, and they couldn't pry him out.

"Hahaha! Cool!"

The Black Crocodile Arhat let out a wild laugh, then turned and pounced on another demon, his fists and feet devoid of any Buddhist compassion, displaying only violent aesthetics!

On the other side, the Yunmeng demons became even more unrestrained.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The remnant soul, having lost the ability to speak, could only vent its resentment and hatred with the sound of "hehehe".

They frantically tore at the ghost soldiers, devoured the yin energy, and some demons even grabbed two ghost soldiers as weapons and swung them around to smash them!

The Yin-Yang realm is in complete chaos!

Xu Xuan completely ignored the chaos on the battlefield, leaving it to Qi Licha and Xiao Qing.

"Walk."

He led You Feng straight ahead, heading directly towards the core area of ​​the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm!

Whenever ghost soldiers blocked the way—

"roll."

Xu Xuan didn't even bother to lift his hand; his body was filled with a mixture of Buddhist and demonic energies, and he simply crushed through them.

Before those ghost soldiers even got close, they were blasted into ashes by an invisible pressure!
"arrive."

Soon they arrived at a grand hall where You Feng's soul fire was enshrined.

"Crack!"

Xu Xuan crushed the restriction and stepped into the hall.

A complex look flashed in You Feng's eyes as she looked at her soul fire, but quickly, she let out a cold laugh—

"The rest... were all cut off!"

She raised her hand and waved it, causing the blood mist from her wedding dress to surge and extinguish all the other soul flames in the hall!
tough enough.

Xu Xuan raised an eyebrow; this woman wasn't a good person either.

"Let's go to the next forbidden area."

(End of this chapter)