Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Mao Xiaofang looked at the Ghost Mother Soul Refining Array beneath Hui Ji's feet and nodded, saying:

"This formation was broken once before and has not yet fully recovered. If we can use a thunder talisman to smash its head..."

"It can be completely destroyed."

Madana added, "Even if you make a small opening and let in some yang energy, she can't stand it."

After saying that, he pursed his lips and said irritably:

"It's too late for you to buy a thunder talisman now."

Chu Sheng remained silent.

Extend your index and ring fingers towards Hui Ji's direction.

He circulated the little remaining mana in his dantian... and made a hook.

He vaguely sensed a faint, obscure response from the blood-red, damp soil.

Immediately afterwards, he whispered to the three of them about the shameful thing he had done on the spot that day.

"Are you telling the truth? Just to disgust the Japanese?"

Madanna's beautiful eyes flashed with disbelief, because she couldn't fathom Chu Sheng's motives at all.

Chu Sheng nodded. "Mm!"

Mao Xiaofang, however, paid no attention to their conversation, staring at the Ghost Mother Soul Refining Array, and frowned as he said:

"According to Chu Sheng's method, although it can break this formation, it cannot completely eliminate Hui Ji."

"If we let her escape, it will be another catastrophe in the future."

Madana said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Mao, I can summon a divine dragon to help him; we will surely be able to destroy this demon!"

Mao Xiaofang nodded. "We should not delay. Let's break the evil formation first."

"Alright!" The crowd shouted in unison, united in their resolve.

"Haha, still thinking of making a last-ditch effort? Then let's give up completely!"

Hui Ji stopped when she saw the group, and laughed heartily.

With a sudden upward movement of his hands, the blood pool beneath his feet roared, and countless wronged souls stretched out their arms once more.

This time it's not about entanglement.

Instead, it shot out like a javelin.

With a piercing shriek, it swept across the crowd!

"Make your move!" Mao Xiaofang shouted sharply, pointing the magic weapon towards the sky.

The Bagua mirror emitted a beam of light, which transformed into a protective shield, completely blocking the ghostly energy.

Madonna was already poised to strike, her body moving as gracefully as a willow catkin as she took a half-step back.

Her hand seal movements were not as forceful and swift as those of ordinary Taoist priests; instead, they resembled the dance of a fairy.

With a flick of her wrist, the wide sleeves of her Taoist robe fluttered in the air.

As it uttered incantations, a vast and majestic dragon's might faintly emerged.

Chu Sheng slammed the Northern Emperor's peach wood sword into the ground, focused his mind on his dantian, and channeled his magic power to forcefully "hook" the object buried deep underground that was meant to break the formation.

They chanted mantras together with Madonna.

"I hereby obey the decree of the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation and Responding to the Origin of Thunder... (Mysterious Warriors...)"

"Left Zero, Right Fire, Thunder God assist me... (All arrayed in front...)"

"Edict! (Exterminate evil!)"

Boom! ...

roar--!!!

Chu Sheng mustered all his strength and roared out.

sizzle-

The Five Thunder Talisman was ignited by Chu Sheng's magic power, turning into purple lightning that spread wildly along the blood groove on the ground.

Wherever it passed, foul blood evaporated and runes crumbled.

The seven stone towers shook violently almost simultaneously.

"What happened?"

This sudden, internal explosion was completely beyond Hui Ji's expectations.

The altar beneath her feet instantly shattered.

The arms of those wronged souls that had just been extended turned into wisps of smoke amidst the thunder and fire, screaming in agony.

next moment.

The dragon hovering above Madonna's head opened its bloody maw and slammed into Hui Ji.

"Ahhhhh—"

Everything happened so fast, so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

Hui Ji still wanted to resist.

A golden dragon phantom, swirling above Madana's head, exuded a majestic aura and charged straight at her!

The moment the domineering golden light and the ghostly aura touched, a terrifying sound like boiling oil being poured onto snow was emitted.

"No--"

Hui Ji's scream suddenly changed tone, a mixture of pain, shock and disbelief.

The entire "Yomihirasaka" demon realm began to shake violently as the base of the array was destroyed.

Cracks appeared in the blood-red dome of the sky, revealing the true light of day—the golden glow of the rising sun.

It turns out they had been fighting all night without even realizing it!

"Senior brother, shoot him!"

Seeing victory in sight, Chu Sheng roared at Yu Chuda.

"I'm here!" Yu Chuda didn't hesitate at all, picked up the Northern Emperor Peach Wood Sword in front of Chu Sheng, and poured all his magic power into it.

He hurled it at Hui Ji with all his might.

"Pfft—"

The peach wood sword pierced Hui Ji's chest without any fancy moves.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a hissing sound like snow melting under the scorching sun.

Hui Ji finally showed a pained expression, and her ghostly body began to become transparent in the bloody light.

Starting from the chest, it turned to ashes inch by inch.

"Ah... the Aisin Gioro clan will one day return... and enslave you Han people again..."

Just as her figure was about to completely dissipate, she suddenly turned her head, her eyes, now empty and filled with hatred, fixed on Chu Sheng in the distance.

"Sasaki... I curse you... that you will never find true love from a woman..."

"I'll remember you... the Nine Chrysanthemums faction... we won't let you get away with this..."

The moment she uttered her last words, the ghost realm vanished completely.

All that remained were corpses scattered across the ground and the ruins of the formation.

Upon hearing Hui Ji's final curse, Chu Sheng was utterly speechless.

He ran to the body of Hui Ji, which was still standing, and pointed at her angrily, saying:

"You little earthenware jar, you're so ugly it's earth-shattering, so horribly ugly it's inhuman."

"You're not only ugly in this life, you'll be ugly in the next life too. Genetically speaking, you'll always be ugly..."

Suddenly, a large hand patted his shoulder and advised:

"Junior brother, stop cursing. She has already vanished into nothingness and will not be reborn."

"it's over!"

"The people of the city... can rest in peace now."

Madana clutched her chest and slowly stood up, panting heavily.

His gaze swept over the palace filled with corpses, and he felt a pang of pity.

Just as he was about to speak, wanting to join Mao Xiaofang in performing a ritual to help these people pass on to the afterlife.

But then they saw Mao Xiaofang standing on the ruins, swaying unsteadily.

In the blink of an eye, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Master!"

Despite the pain from their injuries, Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda quickly stepped forward to help Mao Xiaofang up.

He looked at Madonna with concern.

"Senior brother is fine, he just used up too much energy and needs to be taken good care of," Madana said.

Just then, a commotion arose outside the Prince's Mansion.

Immediately, Feng Zhenguo and Yang Shaohui led their soldiers in.

When they saw the scene inside the courtyard, they were first surprised, then burst into thunderous cheers.

"This victory was hard-won."

Chu Sheng carried Mao Xiaofang on his back, feeling a little scared.

If he hadn't been prepared in advance this time...

Who knows, we might just fall into trouble.

"Comrade Chu, you should come with our men to the hospital first!"

"I can get taken care of there."

Yang Shaohui and Feng Zhenguo couldn't help but sigh when they saw their miserable state.

Words of thanks were hard to express; he simply patted Chu Sheng on the shoulder heavily and told him:

"The people will remember you."

Chu Sheng smirked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said:

"Be gentle, Brother Yang."

"When you get back, remember to tell the people that my name is Chu Sheng."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter again. Yang Shaohui patted Chu Sheng and said, "Stop joking. In a few days, I'll introduce you to an important person."

Chu Sheng was taken aback: "What important person?"

Yang Shaohui shook his head: "Keep it a secret, you should focus on recovering."

After saying that, he didn't give Chu Sheng a chance to ask any more questions and had someone take him to the hospital.