Ghost Immortal

A pale golden light shot out from Li Feng's fingertips and struck the Ghost King's chest.

The Ghost King's body stiffened, and the dark red ghost fire in his right eye dimmed even further.

In that instant, the ghost in the wedding dress seized the opportunity and tore off the red veil from her head.

The moment the red veil was torn off, the golden bells on the wedding dress burst open.

Countless tiny fragments of golden bells flew through the air, shooting towards the Ghost King.

This was the resentment that the female ghost had accumulated over many years, which had been forcibly suppressed by the red veil, and now it finally erupted all at once.

The Ghost King was caught off guard by the golden bell fragments, and several deep, bone-revealing wounds were slashed across his face.

Thick black gas immediately seeped from the wound.

"roar!!!"

He roared loudly, and the jade ruyi in his right hand shone brightly.

A thicker blade of light, even more powerful than before, slashed towards the female ghost in the wedding dress.

The Ghost King attacked in a fit of rage, and the power of his attack far exceeded that of his previous attack on Qiu Sheng.

Although the resentment of the wedding dress ghost was strong, most of it had been released when the red veil was pulled off earlier, and it was impossible to resist it now.

She could only close her eyes in despair, letting the light blade slash towards her.

This is the moment Li Feng has been waiting for.

He finally unleashed the lightning talisman he had been keeping hidden in his sleeve.

The talisman transformed into blinding lightning, striking the Ghost King's wrist.

The power of the Thunder Explosion Talisman is equivalent to a full-force strike from a nine-inch spiritual root.

The extremely powerful and yang energy of lightning was directly poured into the Ghost King's right arm.

The Ghost King's right arm was charred and cracked by lightning.

The jade ruyi flew out of his hand, and the light blade vanished before it could strike the wedding dress-clad female ghost.

"ah!!!"

The Ghost King roared in agony.

His right arm was charred black from wrist to shoulder, and the lightning fire continued to seep into his body, causing the yin energy inside to hiss and crackle.

The black horse he rode was also shaken back several steps by the aftershocks of the lightning, and the will-o'-the-wisps on its hooves were almost extinguished.

"Senior Sister Qiulan, quickly use the ghost-catching bag!"

Li Feng shouted loudly.

Qiulan was already prepared. She took out the ghost-catching bag from her sleeve and opened the bag at the wedding dress ghost.

The runes on the ghost-catching bag glowed with a dark golden light.

A powerful suction force emanated from the bag's opening, completely enveloping the ghost in the wedding dress.

This time, the female ghost in the wedding dress did not resist, allowing herself to turn into a wisp of green smoke and be sucked into the ghost-catching bag.

The opening of the ghost-catching bag tightened automatically, and the runes on the bag's surface dimmed.

Qiulan quickly tied the bag shut and tucked it into her bosom, keeping it close to her body.

The Ghost King watched helplessly as his bride was taken away, and his anger immediately blazed from his right eye.

But he no longer had the chance to get angry.

Li Feng's second Fiery Talisman flew in front of him and exploded directly on his chest.

The flames of the Fiery Talisman engulfed half of the Ghost King's body.

His groom's red robe was burned and riddled with holes, revealing the withered and blackened flesh underneath.

The flesh cracked in the flames, oozing out large amounts of black smoke.

The black aura is the Ghost King's original Yin energy; the more it is lost, the weaker his power becomes.

"You dare to ruin my plans? This is not over!"

The Ghost King gritted his teeth and roared, pulling hard on the iron chain with his left hand.

The remaining six sedan chair bearers, along with the funeral procession behind the coffin, all turned into black mist.

The Ghost King and his black horse fled into the night sky.

The black mist churned in the air for a moment before gradually dissipating into the moonlight.

All that remained were the tattered red wedding sedan chair, a few broken iron chains, and the black coffin adorned with the character for "happiness."

The alleyway fell silent again.

The ashes of the paper money were blown up by the wind, swirled a few times in the air, and landed on the shoulders of the three people.

Qiu Sheng leaned against the wall, clutching his chest and grimacing.

His Taoist robe was ripped to shreds by the Ghost King, and the bruises on his chest, extending from his collarbone to his ribs, were a shocking sight.

Fortunately, no bones were broken, and he can still stand and walk.

"Junior brother, your Soul-Stabilizing Incantation just now was perfectly timed." Qiu Sheng, panting heavily, gave Li Feng a thumbs up.

"I've studied the Soul-Stabilizing Spell for so many years, and I never knew it could be used like this."

Li Feng went over and helped him up, saying irritably, "It's all thanks to Master's good teaching. Senior Brother, you were too reckless just now."

That's not a lie.

When Master Si Mei was teaching him the Maoshan Qi Cultivation Technique, he made a special emphasis on it.

Basic spells are not very powerful, but they are costly, quick to cast, and difficult to defend against.

In a true duel between masters, it's not about who has the most powerful ultimate move, but rather who uses the most skillful and subtle techniques.

Li Feng kept those words in mind.

Tonight, I'll use the Soul-Fixing Spell to distract the Ghost King, and then use the Thunder Explosion Talisman and the Blazing Fire Talisman for continuous damage.

Finally, Qiulan uses the ghost-catching bag to capture the female ghost. Each step is a series of interconnected combos, and missing any one link will not work.

Qiulan carefully put the ghost-catching bag away from her body and came over to check Qiusheng's injuries.

She took out some wound medicine from her sleeve, poured it onto the bruise on Qiu Sheng's chest, and gently rubbed it in with her fingers.

"Senior brother, don't rush to the front next time. You always rush in first, and you're always the first to be sent back. You're a disgrace to Maoshan."

Qiulan felt sorry for him, but couldn't help scolding him.

Qiu Sheng winced in pain, but still tried to sound tough: "I was just trying to protect you two juniors. Actually, my actions just now were pretty dashing, weren't they?"

Before he could even show off for two seconds, the medicine dissolved the blood clots, causing him to scream in pain.

"What should we do with this coffin?"

Qiu Lan helped Qiu Sheng to his feet, looking at the black coffin with a troubled expression.

Li Feng walked over and reached out to touch the coffin lid.

The coffin wood felt cold to the touch, and the runes on it were the same as those on the coffins used to suppress corpses in the mortuary.

"This coffin was used by the Ghost King to hold his bride. It has a soul-suppressing talisman on it, so it shouldn't be any evil object."

Li Feng knocked on the coffin lid, only to find it empty.

"Let's leave it here for now. We'll have Officer Zhao send someone to deal with it when it gets light. We'll send the female ghost back to the mortuary first."

Qiu Sheng walked over, clutching his chest and grimacing. He glanced at the coffin and suddenly said, "Wait, there seems to be something inside the coffin."

He reached out and touched the edge of the coffin lid, his fingertips touching the gap.

Li Feng and Qiu Lan exchanged a glance, then stepped forward together and pushed the coffin lid open.

The coffin lid was pushed open three inches, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out from the gap.

It has a unique smell, mixed with cinnabar, realgar, and some kind of demon beast bone powder.

Li Feng brought the paper lantern close to the gap, and the light shone into the coffin.

There was no body in the coffin, only a neatly folded wedding dress.

The wedding dress was bright red, embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns in gold thread, the same pattern as that on the Ghost King's wedding sedan chair.

Next to the wedding dress was a phoenix crown, which was inlaid with rubies.

Qiulan whispered, "This is a wedding dress prepared for the female ghost. The Ghost King really intends to marry her."

Li Feng reached into the coffin and pulled the wedding dress out. It was heavy, more than ten times heavier than ordinary fabric.

He turned the lining of the wedding dress inside out and found that the inner layer was densely embroidered with runes.

He recognized all of these runes; they were actually soul-binding runes, exactly the same as the runes on the ghost-catching bag.

"This wedding dress is itself a magical artifact. Wearing it will bind the soul. The Ghost King isn't really taking a bride; he's refining a soul!"

Li Feng folded the wedding dress again and stuffed it into the bundle.

"That ruthless? If I hadn't intervened, he would have succeeded!"

Qiu Sheng gasped, his chest aching so badly he grimaced.

The three of them closed the coffin lid again and hurried back to the mortuary along the way they had come.

When Li Feng reached the crossroads in the south of the city, he suddenly stopped.

A figure dressed in a black cloak stood in the middle of the street ahead.

His face was completely covered by the hood of his cloak, with only his hands showing.

He held a pottery jar in his left hand and a white bone staff in his right.

It turned out to be Gu Zhenren.

Li Feng panicked and didn't know what to do.

Qiu Lan also sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled Qiu Sheng behind her, her left hand touching the copper bell at her waist.

But Gu Zhenren did not make a move.

He tilted his head and sized up the three of them for a moment, then a dry laugh came from under his cloak.

"The juniors of the Maoshan Sect do have some guts; they even dared to interfere in the Ghost King's marriage. They're much better than your master."

He stared at the ghost-catching bag in Qiulan's arms. The Gu worms in the pottery jar stirred, as if they could also sense the resentment of the female ghost in the bag.

"This female ghost has very pure resentment, making her an excellent material for refining the Soul-Devouring Gu. How about we make a deal? Give me the female ghost, and I'll give you three Gu-removing pills, enough to cure the Gu poison in your bodies."

Qiu Sheng subconsciously looked down at the bruises on his chest, his face turning pale.

Li Feng sneered, "We weren't poisoned by Gu. Your Gu worms were killed by the sound waves of the Soul-Soothing Bell before they even got close to us."

Gu Zhenren looked surprised, then sneered.

"Heroes emerge from among the young!"

He slammed his bone staff into the ground, and black mist billowed from the cracks in the bluestone slab beneath his feet.

Just like before, it turned into black smoke and dissipated in the night wind.

"Until we meet again, junior from Maoshan. Please pass on a message to Master Simei: On the night of the full moon, the fifteenth of July, I will be waiting for him at the quarry north of the city. If he does not come, I will lead my army of ghost Gu into the city and slaughter them one by one!"