Ghost Immortal

There was no wind in the tomb, yet the oil candles burned out instantly.

The shovel lowered its head and finally saw the stunning beauty beneath the red veil.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her nose was straight, and her skin was as white as solidified cream.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her long, curled eyelashes like palm leaves.

Her expression was very peaceful.

Like a sleeping bride, waiting for her groom to wake her, a faint smile still lingers on her lips.

When Tieqiao saw the face clearly, it was as if he had been choked. His eyes bulged out of their sockets, and he instantly turned pale. He wanted to shout but couldn't.

His thighs trembled, and his crotch quickly became wet.

Pale yellow urine dripped down his trouser leg and onto the spirit stone of the coffin, making a hissing sound.

"She...she's alive!"

With his shrill scream, the woman's eyes suddenly opened.

There was no white in their eyes; they looked like two black holes.

In the darkness, two crimson lights slowly began to illuminate.

Emerging from the depths of her eyes, growing brighter and brighter.

In the blink of an eye, his eerie eyes turned a pure scarlet red.

A crimson light spilled from its eye sockets, turning the entire tomb chamber a dark red.

The next instant, the female corpse's mouth opened.

"ah!!!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, like a needle pricking the eardrum, full of resentment.

She had been sealed in this coffin, bound by these talismans and chains, accumulating hatred day and night for hundreds of years, until it finally erupted at this moment!

The shovel was closest to her, and its shrill sound went straight into his ears.

In an instant, his eyeballs popped out of their sockets and were then engulfed by the scarlet aura.

Blood flowed from all seven orifices at the same time. He fell backward, crashed heavily to the ground, and remained motionless.

Li Feng's pupils contracted. If this guy's fate was unknown, then he was dead.

The one-eyed old man was also thrown back by the female corpse's shriek, his back slamming against the tomb wall, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

His left ear was originally empty, and a thin line of blood seeped from his right ear, flowing down his neck.

His only remaining eye was filled with terror, and he screamed hoarsely, "Run!"

The bronze seal was closer to the coffin than the one-eyed old man. As soon as the shriek reached his ears, the corpse-suppressing seal in his hand split in two.

The runes on the seal surface emitted dark golden ripples, blocking most of the sound waves for him.

Unfortunately, the Corpse-Suppressing Seal itself could not withstand the backlash and exploded from his hand, the fragments cutting his cheeks and palms, making him look bloody.

He didn't care about the loss of the ritual implements and turned to run towards the door.

The woman with the beads reacted the fastest; she retreated almost as soon as the corpse oil candle went out.

With a flick of his wrist, more than a dozen Yin-detecting beads flew out simultaneously, forming a black barrier behind him.

But before she could take three steps back, the sonic waves from the female corpse's shriek caught up with her.

The black barrier shattered with a single rub, and more than a dozen Yin-detecting beads exploded simultaneously, their fragments flying back and embedding themselves in her back and arms.

"Ugh!"

She groaned, stumbled, and almost fell.

But he gritted his teeth, steadied himself, and continued running toward the door.

The moment the corpse oil candle went out, Li Feng had already stepped into the stone door of the tomb chamber.

Without even looking at what was happening in the tomb, he crushed a lightness talisman in his left hand, slapped it on his leg, and turned to run out.

Behind him, all the sacred stones in the tomb exploded.

Fist-sized black worms crawled out, densely packed, like a black tide, surging out of the tomb.

Li Feng didn't care what was behind him; he only cared about escaping.

The moment his toes touched the ground, the combined effect of the Lightness Technique and the Lightness Talisman propelled him forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Each step covered three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and in the blink of an eye, they had darted out of the tomb passage.

Behind him came the one-eyed old man's hoarse shouts: "Don't let her out! Close the stone door! Close the stone door!"

Li Feng continued running without looking back.

It's hilarious that this female ghost is trying to pretend to be a one-eyed Taoist priest to deceive herself.

Close the stone gate? What are you going to use to close it?

The Moon Soul Key is still embedded in the stone door; without the Moon Soul Key, the stone door cannot be closed.

And even if he could be locked up, he wouldn't be foolish enough to go back.

The female corpse's mere opening of her eyes and shrieking inflicted severe injuries on four tomb raiders with seven-inch spiritual roots.

Beings of this level are simply beyond the capabilities of cultivators at the Spirit Root stage.

He rushed through the antechamber, through the tomb passage, and ran frantically along the path he had come from.

Various breaking sounds kept coming from behind.

The loud crack of the copper seal that suppressed the corpse shattering, the crisp sound of the pearl that the woman used to explore the genitals exploding, and the sounds of various things colliding and exploding.

Something must be wreaking havoc in the tomb.

Just as he burst out of the crevice and stood once again in the moonlight of the quarry.

"Boom!!"

A dull thud came from behind, and the entire quarry shook violently.

The deafening roar of the landslide continued, with rocks tumbling down the cliff face, causing the sky and earth to shake violently.

Red mist billowed from the crack.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw flames flickering ahead, and more than a dozen torches illuminated the quarry.

Zhao Tiezhu led a group of constables, rushing from the direction of the mass grave. Each of them held a waist knife, and had iron chains and talismans hanging from their waists.

Zhao Tiezhu had already drawn his waist knife, and the blade shone with a golden light, which was the pure righteous energy of the officialdom condensed into a blade aura.

"Li Feng! What's going on inside? Why are you all alone?"

Zhao Tiezhu saw Li Feng rushing out of the crack and shouted angrily.

Li Feng, panting, didn't have time to explain in detail: "The female corpse in the tomb has turned into a zombie, and the shovel exploded on the spot. The other three are still inside!"

Before the words were finished, three more figures rushed out of the crack.

The one-eyed old man was covered in blood, his left arm hanging limply at his side, clearly broken.

He stumbled and staggered as he ran, as if drunk, panting as if he were about to suffocate.

Tongyin was in an even worse state; half of his face was covered in blood, and most of his black robe had been torn off, revealing his gaunt chest.

There was a scratch on his chest that ran from his collarbone to his ribs. The edges of the wound were black and black blood was still seeping out.

The woman with the beads was running at the very back, with several fragments of the Yin-detecting beads stuck in her back. Black blood kept splattering from her wounds, and her eyes were full of the fear of surviving a calamity.

After the three of them rushed out of the crevice, the one-eyed old man immediately saw Zhao Tiezhu and the constables, and his expression instantly turned constipated.

The relationship between tomb raiders and government officials has always been like that of cat and mouse; they would avoid government officials as much as possible.

But he couldn't care less about that now, and shouted hoarsely, "Quick! Seal the crack! She's coming out!"

Zhao Tiezhu's face darkened, and he waved his hand, shouting, "Form ranks! Prepare to defend against the enemy!"

The dozen or so constables immediately dispersed and formed a crescent-shaped formation in front of the crack.

Their positioning was very particular. The five constables in the front row half-squatted on the ground, with their waist knives stuck in the ground in front of them. The runes on the blades lit up with golden light, and the five blade auras connected in a line, forming a semi-transparent golden barrier.

The constables in the back row untied iron chains from their waists, which were covered with countless talismans. They swung the chains in their hands, ready to throw them at any time to capture their targets.

This is a demon-trapping formation specially used by the government to deal with demons, and Zhao Tiezhu was clearly prepared.

While everyone was setting up their formation, Li Feng quietly retreated behind the constables and protected them in front of him.

He stood beside waist-high rubble, a position that allowed him to see the entire battlefield and facilitated a retreat towards the mass grave at any time.

Gao Feng was hiding in a cave in the mass grave. He could arrive within ten breaths if he gave the order.

But with officials present, he couldn't reveal Gao Feng's presence and could only wait and see.

His right hand was tucked into his sleeve, his fingertips pinching a Thunderburst Talisman and a Blazing Fire Talisman, and spiritual power flowed along his spiritual roots to his legs.

At the slightest sign of trouble, they can escape with all their might.

The dark red mist gushing from the crack grew thicker and thicker.

Blurry shadows emerged from the mist, and countless ghostly hands clawed and scratched within it.

Immediately afterwards, a clear, crisp sound of golden bells came from deep within the crack.

"Ring ring!"

It makes one feel disoriented, as if something is luring the souls of the living, enticing them to walk into the crack.

"Everyone, please stay calm!"

Zhao Tiezhu shouted, and the blade energy on his waist knife surged three inches.

"This is an evil spell, don't be fooled by the ringing!"

The constables responded in unison, biting their tongues and spitting blood onto the blades, making the blades gleam even brighter.

They were all veteran constables under Zhao Tiezhu, and had helped him solve many cases involving demons and monsters.

The highest level of cultivation was only five inches of spiritual root, but their advantage lay in their well-trained and coordinated teamwork.

At that moment, the sound of golden bells grew closer and closer...