However, each ti it endured the ghostly impact, the amulet’s glow would dim a bit, evidently depleting its strength.
As for Chen Xu’an, it was unclear whether he was using so treasure for protection or had so innate ability, but he remained unhard.
At this mont, he was gradually surrounded by the hollow-eyed Chen Family.
Chen Xu’an’s face was ashen as he turned his head towards Master Yuan Jue, who was supported by two monks, hiding behind the offering table.
"Master! Aren’t you the most skilled at transcending souls? Stop watching the show and hurry, unleash your power now!"
Chen Xu’an roared, his voice extrely anxious.
At this mont, Master Yuan Jue’s face was full of terror, and his Buddha beads scattered on the ground, too concerned to pick them up.
He kept chanting scriptures with a noticeable tremble in his voice, his legs shaking like a sieve.
It seed the scriptures had an effect, as those black ghost shadows were unable to approach the offering table for a while.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, instantly flipping the offering table.
Master Yuan Jue was so scared that he scrambled to crawl away, shouting in a sorry state:
"Amitabha, the demonic power is too strong, this humble monk is helpless! Mr. Chen, hold on, I’ll rush back to Cui City Temple to get reinforcents!"
With that, he called to the monks beside him and fled.
Chen Xu’an watched in shock and was so furious he nearly spat blood.
By the ti you get reinforcents, the cabbage will be cold, we’ll probably already be the monster’s fodder.
I foolishly spent millions on inviting you to hold this ritual.
However, after running for a while, the monks from Cui City Temple seed to hit an invisible wall.
Just circling on the spot, like headless flies, completely unable to escape.
Despair quickly etched onto their faces.
Chen Hongye sneered, his voice laced with bloodlust:
"Do you think you can run? Tonight, everyone is a feast on my platter!"
At this very mont, everyone was alard to discover the surroundings seed to have completely changed.
The Chen Family Mansion vanished, replaced by a murky fog.
Even the lights of other houses in the villa area disappeared, completely engulfed in profound darkness.
They looked up, the once high-hanging moon and stars had vanished without a trace.
Only that eerie blue fla remained, like a giant pupil, coldly watching over everything.
Lin Chuqiao’s face turned ghostly pale, the overwhelming pressure making it hard for her to breathe.
She glanced around at the scene, furrowing her willow brows, murmuring softly:
"Is this... a domain?"
"Domain?"
Chen Hongye’s ears were especially sharp, repeating it disdainfully with a scornful smile:
"To deal with you youngsters, I don’t need to exert myself fully, a few minor tricks are sufficient."
As he spoke, those monks who were supposed to be fleeing now seed bewitched, their eyes hollow and void of expression, turned chanically.
Their bodies stiff, movents robotic, they joined the army of "living corpses," gathering around the crowd.
Lin Chuqiao, Bai Ling, and Pan Wendi each activated their amulets, fending off the oncoming ghost shadows and living corpses.
Chen Xu’an was also grimly persevering.
Chen Hongye’s blood-red gaze swept over them, a flicker of admiration in his eyes:
"It seems your amulets have so effect, no wonder the evil ghosts I sent to probe last night couldn’t hurt you."
He paused, then sneered mockingly:
"But thinking you can use such toys against , is still too naive..."
As he spoke halfway through, he suddenly paused.
His gaze shifted to Fang Cheng, who stood still, only clenching his fist, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes:
"Why aren’t you using an amulet?"
Fang Cheng stood motionless, his clothes fluttering in the wind, yet his face showed no emotion.
There was no white glow enveloping him, yet the ghostly figures only circled around him, never daring to approach.
As though fearing sothing, as if he were an even more ferocious demon from Hell.
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