Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Qin Quan knew in his heart that tonight was the Zhongyuan Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival.

Normally, this would just be a day for the living to pay respects to the dead, but tonight, with the blood moon shining, something big is bound to happen.

According to Taoist texts, on the day the blood moon appears, the gates of the underworld open, and the souls of the deceased who have accumulated merit but have not yet been reincarnated will come to collect the offerings burned by their families, drawn by their bloodlines.

At the same time, all the underworld soldiers and generals will be mobilized to capture wandering ghosts and maintain order in the mortal world.

"But I've never heard of any of this!"

Jiang Yao's voice trembled, and her palms were covered in cold sweat; she was clearly terrified.

"That's because you've never experienced a blood moon."

Qin Quan explained earnestly, "Every year on the Ghost Festival (July 15th), everyone treats it as an ordinary sacrificial ceremony to express their remembrance of the deceased."

"However, this year is different. With the Blood Moon descending upon the world, coupled with Song Hongyan's Nine Yin Meridian Body, she will surely attract the covetousness of Yin and evil spirits. At that time, a fierce battle will be inevitable!"

He had barely finished speaking.

In an instant, the cold wind intensified, and the corpse energy at the intersection ahead had coalesced into a cloud of black mist, with faint, eerie roars echoing through the air, sending chills down one's spine.

The shadow of death once again loomed over the three of them.

Rumble!

A strange light suddenly burst forth at the crossroads.

Immediately afterwards, a cold wind swept up fallen leaves, the wind was sharp as knives, and illusory figures floated out from the light.

Some of them drowned, some were strangled, and some committed suicide by jumping off buildings.

In short, they were densely packed and varied in all shapes and sizes.

Although Jiang Yao was a ninth-rank Grandmaster, she was only a mortal and could not see anything. However, Qin Quan and Song Hongyan were different; they could see everything clearly.

Those ghostly figures were either incomplete or had grotesque faces, making people feel uneasy just looking at them.

"The ghostly soldiers are granting passage; the living must make way!"

At the forefront, a group of Yin soldiers clad in black armor from the underworld marched forward with their heads held high. Their spears gleamed with a cold, eerie light, and their long swords hung at their waists, exuding a chilling aura.

"Retreat immediately!"

Qin Quan didn't dare to delay. He picked up Jiang Yao with one hand and Song Hongyan with the other, and his figure disappeared into the roadside grove like a ghost.

but……

He was still a beat too slow.

The pure Yin energy emanating from the Nine Yin Meridians had already become the best bait. The Yin soldiers and the ghosts behind them suddenly stopped, their eyes fixed on Song Hongyan, like hungry wolves seeing lambs, their eyes filled with nothing but greed.

"Such pure Yin energy! Chase after it!"

At the command of the leading ghostly soldier, the ghosts behind him instantly went mad, howling and surging forward, chasing after the grove of trees, their wails and howls echoing throughout the night sky.

"broken!"

Qin Quan sensed something was wrong.

"The magnetic field of the Nine Yin Meridians is too strong; they still managed to target it!"

He gritted his teeth, pushed off with his feet, and sped up even more.

In the blink of an eye, he led Jiang Yao and Song Hongyan to escape over a thousand meters, but the horde of ghosts behind them continued to pursue them relentlessly.

When Song Hongyan turned around and saw the dense swarm of malevolent spirits behind her, she was terrified and her face turned pale.

If this continues, they will eventually be surrounded by these evil spirits.

"Mr. Qin, put me down. You take Team Leader Jiang and escape first!"

Song Hongyan's voice choked with emotion, her feelings a complex mix.

"It's alright!"

Qin Quan, however, remained calm and composed, unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

"The White Cloud Temple is just ahead. Once we enter the temple, I have a way to deal with them!"

As a person with a pure yang body, he naturally has no fear of any evil spirits, but Jiang Yao and Song Hongyan are different.

For Song Hongyan in particular, the most important thing right now is to enter Baiyun Temple, use the righteous energy of the temple to block the Yin soldiers and ghosts, and then take the opportunity to treat her and completely resolve the hidden danger of the Nine Yin Meridians.

Baiyun Temple is built against Baitashan Mountain and is named after the Yuan Dynasty white pagoda on the mountain. It faces Gaolan Mountain across the river. Although it is not very popular, it is one of the few thousand-year-old Taoist temples in Jincheng.

With Qin Quan's speed, he led the two to the entrance of the Taoist temple in less than two minutes.

The mountain gate was dilapidated, and the courtyard was pitch black, without even a single light.

Without further hesitation, Qin Quan lightly touched the ground with his foot and leaped over the courtyard wall, landing steadily inside the courtyard.

In a side room of the courtyard, the old Taoist priest, who had been fast asleep, was suddenly awakened. He hurriedly put on his Taoist robe, grabbed a peach wood sword, and rushed out, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Where did this petty thief come from? Daring to trespass on my territory in the middle of the night?"

Qin Quan ignored him completely, picked up Song Hongyan, and rushed straight into the Sanqing Hall.

"Holy crap! What does he want with two women at Baiyun Temple?"

The old Taoist priest, furious, puffed out his beard and glared, muttering under his breath, "Does he expect some kind of thrill here, a battle between one dragon and two phoenixes to begin?"

Before he could finish muttering, he met Qin Quan's icy gaze.

That look in his eyes seemed to want to devour him alive.

"Stop thinking such filthy thoughts!"

Qin Quan said coldly, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and come help at the Sanqing Hall!"

"This is my territory. Don't let the dilapidated state of the temple fool you; my power is not to be underestimated... Holy crap! What's this?"

Before the old Taoist priest could finish his boasting, a mournful wailing sound suddenly came from outside the courtyard wall.

Immediately afterwards, a cold wind swept in, carrying a thick ghostly aura into the courtyard. Ghostly figures darted around on the walls, and the blood moon overhead became even more eerie, even the surrounding clouds were stained dark red.

"A blood moon descends, a hundred ghosts roam the night... This is an ominous sign!"

The old Taoist priest's expression changed drastically. He ran towards the Sanqing Hall while calculating with his fingers, becoming more and more alarmed as he did so.

"It's all over, it's all over! The Taoist temple is going to be lost!"

He has made a living from Baiyun Temple all his life, and he has finally established a persona of a living god in the eyes of the surrounding people. But today he has encountered such a disaster. Once Baiyun Temple is breached by a hundred ghosts, his livelihood will be completely ruined.

"Old Taoist, keep watch for me for ten minutes."

Qin Quan placed Song Hongyan beside the offering table and gave instructions in a deep voice.

"If they don't leave in ten minutes, I'll make them vanish into thin air!"

"good!"

The old Taoist priest nodded hurriedly. Although he couldn't discern Qin Quan's cultivation level, the fact that he dared to say such a thing meant he must have some skill.

Besides, these monsters were brought here by Qin Quan. If we can't stop them, we're all doomed.

"For my Taoist temple, for my better life, I'll fight to the death!"

The old Taoist gritted his teeth, looking as if he were ready to die.

"Zhang Qingshun!"

Jiang Yao suddenly spoke, accurately calling out the old Taoist's name.

"Well……"

The old Taoist priest suddenly paused, turned to look at Jiang Yao, and looked at her with a face full of doubt.

"Young lady, how do you know my name?"

"I am the head of the Hidden Dragon Golden City Group."

Jiang Yao walked quickly to his side and said frankly:

"Go ahead and fight the enemy with all your might. Hidden Dragon will cover all the losses the Taoist temple suffers tonight!"

Although she couldn't see the ghosts, she trusted Qin Quan.

As long as the pure Yin energy on Song Hongyan's body is suppressed, the ghost will lose its target and become a headless fly.

With Qin Quan's abilities, he will surely be able to resolve this crisis.