Qin Yuesheng struck the center of his chest with a single palm, and under his astonishing strength, the entire chest of Du Wen collapsed instantly. Broken ribs pierced out from his back, with two severed vertebrae particularly striking and noticeable.
"Ugh!" Du Wen widened his eyes in disbelief. He never imagined that Qin Yuesheng would possess such power.
This completely exceeded the realm of ordinary people.
Qin Yuesheng reversed his grip and drew the Evil-Subduing Saber, slicing across Du Wen’s neck. Instantly, his entire head flew high and fell into a gutter in the alley.
"Hurry back and check. Since there’s a Ghost Race here, it’s definitely not just one. They might be here for the seal." Qin Yuesheng shouted at Qi Feng, imdiately running out of the alley toward Cheng Mansion.
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Boom!
The main gate of Cheng Mansion was directly ramd open by a mber of the Ghost Race, and imdiately, all the Ghost Race mbers surged in, their state extrely frenzied.
Inside, the mansion was vast and empty, with formations placed at every corner. As Ouyang Haichen stepped into Cheng Mansion, he imdiately felt a sense of pressure rushing toward him.
"Everyone be cautious, this place looks far from simple," Ouyang Haichen reminded.
After advancing about a hundred steps, the doors of Cheng Mansion shut abruptly, and one after another, flas began to ignite, as the braziers placed in the courtyard started to light up spontaneously.
"Judging by your appearance, you must be the Ghost Race. Since you’ve co tonight, I have nothing else to offer, so let your bodies remain here forever," Zuo Zonghao stood on the high platform, speaking coldly.
"It’s an ambush." A mber of the Ghost Race said, "Sir, it seems these people knew we were coming all along."
"Give it your all, no holding back. We must break the seal tonight and release the Great Ghost Venerable."
"Yes!"
All the Ghost Race mbers sprang into action, charging wildly in the direction of Zuo Zonghao.
"East Array, raise the blade!" Zuo Zonghao pulled up the flag posted on the high platform and shook it.
There, on the east side of Cheng Mansion, firelight lit up as the Seven Star Officials holding torches illuminated a hundred iron blades suspended on a coiled dragon pillar, which all clanged in unison. Threads of white light floated out from these iron blades, converging in front of the pillar into a blade aura two ters long.
"Kill!" Zuo Zonghao forcefully waved the flag in his hand, and imdiately the blade aura shot out like lightning, slashing toward the Ghost Race.
However, this blade aura clearly couldn’t intercept all the Ghost Race at once; many still surged toward the high tower like fish through a net.
"West Array, Earth Net!"
Zuo Zonghao gave another wave, and on the west side of the courtyard, two Seven Star Officials chanted incantations. Instantly, a statue in front of them lit up with a brown light.
The ground the Ghost Race advanced upon suddenly beca sticky and thick.
Several Ghost Race mbers found their lower halves sinking into the ground, their legs trapped tightly by the muddy swamp, making it difficult to extricate themselves.
Seeing that he managed to trap these Ghost Race mbers with just two Exorcism Arrays, Zuo Zonghao nodded in satisfaction. To make Cheng Mansion as impenetrable as a net where the Ghost Race would dare enter but never escape, Zuo Zonghao had spent a considerable amount of resources and materials to set up these traps.
Now, as long as he could kill all these Ghost Race mbers and bring peace back to Cyan Yang City, everything would be worth it.
Ouyang Haichen did not act rashly like the other Ghost Race mbers; instead, his eyes road the courtyard, scrutinizing carefully. He was searching for the exact location of the seal.
His main objective in coming was to unseal and release the Great Ghost Venerable.
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