Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ling Feng knew very well that Ye Ziyun's ex-boyfriend must have been performing a ritual somewhere.

"If the Soul-Stabbing Nail is accidentally pulled out or damaged, the consequences will be unimaginable."

It could even endanger her soul, making it impossible for her to wake up again in this lifetime.

"What should we do then?"

Zhou Mei frowned, staring at Ye Ziyun who was lying silently on the sofa, and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing!" Ling Feng pointed to the three copper coins on Ye Ziyun's body and said:

"I temporarily used copper coins to suppress her soul, and at the same time, I suppressed the harm that the Soul-Stabbing Nails were causing her!"

This is enough time for me to find her ex-boyfriend's whereabouts and break his magic altar!

As he spoke, he bent down to examine the old copper coins on Ye Ziyun's forehead, chest, and lower abdomen.

These are three Five Emperors Coins, not the small Five Emperors Coins commonly found on the market.

Instead, it contains three extremely rare coins from the Five Great Emperors – the Tang Kaiyuan, the Song Yuan Tongbao, and the Yongle Tongbao!

Its rarity goes without saying; it spans a long period of time and has a very small number of existing specimens.

Ling Feng paid a considerable price to obtain these three copper coins.

However, the copper coins were indeed very effective. After he refined them using the Maoshan secret method, their power was simply unparalleled!

Whether it's the masculine power of slaughter or the righteous spirit of a unified dynasty,

Its ability to restrain and suppress evil spirits is in no way weaker than that of ordinary magical artifacts!

It's a pity we can't complete a set, because the remaining Qin Banliang and Han Wuzhu coins are really hard to find.

Otherwise, once these five Emperor Coins are arranged into a formation, they can form the Five Emperors Soul-Suppressing Formation!

With the five elements perfectly balanced and the five energies united, its power is by no means weaker than that of ordinary spiritual artifacts!

However, using them to resist these Soul-Piercing Nails at this moment is absolutely perfect.

Ling Feng only needed a brief inspection before nodding in satisfaction.

The Yin energy of the Soul-Stabbing Nails has been completely suppressed.

The most urgent task now is to find them. A cold glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

I wonder what Ye Ziyun's so-called ex-boyfriend is thinking?

You, a mere heretic, dare to set up an altar and murder people in broad daylight under the scorching sun?

This outrageous and bizarre move almost made Ling Feng laugh!

From ancient times to the present, all cultivators of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) have understood one principle:

That means daytime is dominated by Yang, and nighttime is dominated by Yin! Daytime is the domain of the righteous path, while nighttime is the domain of evil cultivators!

Because of the evil and wicked techniques they practice, those who practice heretical cultivation are inherently suppressed and restrained by the positive yang energy of daytime.

They never dare to forcibly open the Yin altar during the day; this is an ironclad rule ingrained in their bones!

Otherwise, if a conflict arises with righteous cultivators, even being a whole realm stronger won't help!

Because their various insidious spells, under the scorching sun of the day,

It can't even unleash 30% of its power, and its own consumption will increase exponentially.

Now that someone is actually putting this outrageous and taboo operation into practice, how can Ling Feng not laugh his head off?

However... since they've already done this, aside from the possibility of flaws in their own lineage,

He didn't care because of the backlash, which left him with no other choice but to act desperately!

Although in this situation, engaging in a magical duel would be somewhat dishonorable,

But this did not prevent Ling Feng from magnanimously granting the other party's wishful thinking.

……

Just as Ling Feng was busy arranging various props, preparing to follow the sinister aura emanating from Ye Ziyun,

When artificially locating her ex-boyfriend, Huang Minghua, a heretical practitioner,...

More than ten kilometers away from the city center of Shanghai, in a dark, abandoned, dilapidated factory...

A figure continued chanting a chilling incantation.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, which landed on the strange bone jar in front of him.

"How...how...is this possible? Didn't we just...succeed?"

Why...why is this happening? This...is...the Soul-Piercing Nail...it can't...fail!"

He clutched his chest desperately, writhing in excruciating pain from the backlash of the magic.

It made that already pale, twisted, and resentful face even more ferocious and terrifying.

The jar, made of stark white bones, was shrouded in a suffocating black mist.

After vomiting blood, he suddenly seemed to come back to life, becoming very restless and agitated.

It was even surging and rising, finally rushing straight towards the figure not far away.

The next second, a sound like a wild beast's roar rang out from its mouth.

His face was covered in tears and saliva; if someone who knew him saw him, they would never recognize him.

And this person was none other than Huang Minghua, Ye Ziyun's ex-boyfriend who had been scheming against her!

But at this moment, he... well... anyone who isn't blind...

It's obvious that he's in incredibly good shape!

His repeated attempts to cast spells were thwarted by Ling Feng's intervention, which only fueled his growing despair.

After an unknown period of suffering, Huang Minghua's agonizing struggle finally came to an end!

The price was... at least half of my hair turned white, and my face seemed... much older.

Even after he recovered, his chest was still heaving violently, and thick, black blood was still seeping from the corner of his mouth.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at the bone jar not far away, filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Ye Ziyun...you bitch! Why...why don't you just die!"

You...you son of a bitch...you actually hired...people from the Xuanmen sect...to scheme against me?

You just wait... just wait... I absolutely won't... let you get away with this easily!

In a state of near hysteria, Huang Minghua struggled to his feet.

Every word he uttered inevitably aggravated his injuries, and he had already gone completely insane!

As another mouthful of black blood welled up, he staggered, his body hunched over, to the bone jar.

They took the large, black earthenware jar that was placed next to the bone jar.

He took a deep breath, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth, and then ripped off the lid of the pottery jar.

The contents of the jar were revealed to be a dense mass of centipedes, spiders, scorpions, and other venomous insects.

He had no expression; his eyes were filled with a frenzied emotion.

Huang Minghua reached out and picked up a ceramic basin, then expressionlessly put his hand into the pottery jar.

He grabbed several handfuls of various poisonous insects from the jar and put them into the ceramic basin.

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, they produced another bottle of dark red liquid.

But as soon as the bottle cap was unscrewed, a stench far stronger than that of any poisonous insects or putrid creatures wafted out.

An even more pungent, fishy stench emanated from the bottle opening.

Even Huang Minghua, who deals with and fiddles with those disgusting things every day,

The smell was so intoxicating that even my previously expressionless face broke down.