After Chu Xuan and Qingqing left the private booth, they were chatting while walking back toward the inn.
But at so point, the surroundings grew increasingly dim, and the moonlight and starlight gradually vanished from the sky.
They were engrossed in their conversation and didn’t notice at first, until gusts of eerie wind blew and thick ghostly mist rolled out, making them realize sothing was amiss.
Chu Xuan almost imdiately recalled what the shopkeeper had said earlier: Several people have gone missing in the city lately...
Qingqing started to feel scared, "Look at you, telling ghost stories in the middle of the night. Great, now the ghosts are really here."
While gripping his flying sword in hand, Chu Xuan calmly observed the surroundings, "Are you scared?"
Qingqing retorted imdiately, "You’re the one who’s scared."
She took a deep breath, "It’s just so goblins and ghouls; it’s not like I haven’t dealt with them before. I’ve killed more than a few ghost cultivators, nothing to be afraid of."
Strangely enough, after realizing the anomaly, the pair stopped moving, yet the scenery around them beca increasingly unfamiliar.
With just a few words, they found themselves utterly imrsed in an eerie street.
The area was bustling with "traffic," but those coming and going were all wandering spirits and ghosts.
Most resembled humans, with pale faces devoid of blood, shadowy figures, so clad in vibrant funeral robes; so naked, covered in scars; so charred by flas; so frostbitten in blue shades...
There were also a few hideous and terrifying ghosts completely lacking human form, with bull heads, horse faces, long necks, dangling tongues, resembling a rolling mountain of flesh with nurous distorted facial features...
On either side of the street, large red lanterns hung high, flanked by residences, paper craft shops, teahouses, taverns...
At first glance, it was indistinguishable from the outside world, but upon closer inspection, one could find bizarre details everywhere, like the steaming baskets selling buns that contained dead heads instead of dumplings.
The pair stood in the center of the street, slling the stench of corpses, hearing eerie whispers, while their living aura felt starkly out of place with the surroundings.
As soon as they appeared here, all the ghosts on the street stopped in their tracks, turned their heads, and stared at them intensely!
Qingqing couldn’t help showing a surprised expression, "Ghost, ghost street!"
Almost simultaneously, hundreds of ghosts on the street charged towards them.
Chu Xuan attempted to use earth escape, but found he couldn’t penetrate the dark land beneath his feet.
In an instant, the pair was overwheld by countless ghosts...
But soon, the wandering spirits and ghosts lunged in vain, as the living aura inexplicably appeared at the other end, prompting them to drift over chasing it.
Chu Xuan felt his scalp tingle; to him, individual or a dozen ghosts were not frightening, but the sheer number here was terrifying, seemingly endless.
He could only grasp Qingqing’s wrist and constantly use [Shift the Stars and Change the Dipper] to dodge the fierce ghost attacks.
But this couldn’t go on; Chu Xuan’s magical power quickly depleted and would eventually be unsustainable.
Qingqing had cald down, using so thod to stop breathing, rapidly lower her body temperature, even make her heart stop beating.
In just a few short breaths, Chu Xuan felt he was holding a dead person’s hand.
At the sa ti, Qingqing urgently transmitted through divine sense, "Disguise yourself as a dead person or ghost; otherwise, you’ll be trapped and die here."
This made Chu Xuan headache, "How do I disguise? Teach ."
"Have you ever studied ghost cultivation techniques? Or have similar artifacts?"
"I rely on a ghost artifact to temporarily transform into this state, but I only have one."
Qingqing nervously pointed to a white bone ring on her left hand.
Chu Xuan was dood; how could he have studied ghost cultivation techniques?!
Moreover, he possessed a couple of artifacts to restrain ghosts, but transforming into one was too niche.
Seeing the ghosts flooding in from both ends of the ghost street, growing denser and more nurous, Chu Xuan steeled his heart and simply let go of Qingqing’s hand.
"Take care of yourself; I’ll try to escape!"
As soon as he spoke, Chu Xuan again used "Shift the Stars and Change the Dipper" to break through the siege, donning the Xuanying Armor, and soaring skyward with the Mingxin Sword Technique!
"No, it’s useless!" Qingqing’s voice ca through nurous ghost figures.
Soon, Chu Xuan realized that the sword light in his hand pierced through like cotton, with no resistance, while gloom and ghost mist surged from all directions, attempting to invade his body.
If the Xuanying Armor hadn’t spontaneously erected a protective light shield, he would have already been transford into a new ghost.
Simultaneously, countless wandering spirits and ghosts swept in like a tide once more.
Chu Xuan used Shift the Stars and Change the Dipper again, regretful of using divine techniques sparingly; his Transformation cultivation had only reached the first level of completion, with divine command boosting it to the second level, while transforming into non-living objects required at least the third level.
After escaping a short while, his magical power had been depleted by three-fourths, even with divine command support.
Unable to use divine techniques anymore, Chu Xuan backed into a corner, crunched a large handful of Replenishing Essence Pills, endured the chaotic pill energy in his ridians, and ford a spell, "Jade Capital Mountain Suppression, Descend!"
A towering jade mountain appeared out of thin air, pressing down fiercely, causing the entire ghost street to slightly shake and killing many approaching ghosts.
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