Chapter 112: Night Parade of a Hundred Demons
Chased by a crowd of people under the influence of bewitchment, Qin Feng desperately fled.
While running, he suddenly saw a figure standing on the roof to his right, holding a small wooden house with one hand.
The man was dressed in colorful clothes, with a pale face that did not resemble an ordinary person, especially the wide grin on his face, resembling the slit-mouthed woman from Japanese urban legends.
Glancing at the fleeing Qin Feng and others, the demon didn’t pay much attention.
He continued to slap the side of the small wooden house with his left hand, and the wooden house visibly grew in size at an astonishing speed. Then, it slowly floated into the sky above Jinyang City.
The pitch-black wooden door was pushed open, and numerous pupils of varying sizes and colors appeared in the darkness.
“Darlings, it’s time for dinner,” the demon sneered.
The first to rush out were five human heads, nearly three yards in length, with fierce and evil expressions, bloodthirsty mouths wide open. They scattered in all directions, hopping around.
Following them were countless green lanterns with ghost faces, floating in all directions.
Next were black dogs with two heads, red-haired ghosts with three hands, ferrets that could walk upright, and mist with eyes.
The demons and ghosts were bizarre and numerous, but in just a few moments, they scattered throughout Jinyang City, and screams echoed continuously!
Qin Feng, witnessing this scene, was dumbfounded. It wasn’t just the ancient mirage that invaded Jinyang City! The number of these monstrous creatures was so vast, reaching the level of a city-invading disaster, and at least of Grade B!
Just as he was astonished, he suddenly heard Lan Ningshuang shout, “Young Master, be careful!”
The door of the wooden house did not close, and a huge skeletal arm protruded from inside, with bone claws fiercely striking towards Qin Feng’s position!
In this critical moment, the enormous skeletal arm unexpectedly broke in the middle, and a deafening scream came from inside the wooden house.
What’s going on?
Qin Feng was puzzled, but he only had one thought in his mind: run first, figure it out later!
Yao Cang glanced at the broken bone arm, opened his eyes, and red patterns flowed in his eyes. “A master?”
As his words fell, his body disappeared instantly from the spot.
In the Lord’s Mansion, Qian Gui, sensing the movement, made a gesture with his right hand towards the ground, and four unusual corpses with distinct auras poked their heads out.
He distributed what the ghost and Buddha had instructed to the four corpses one by one. In no time, several corpses merged into the earth, disappearing from sight.
The commotion in the city naturally attracted the attention of everyone.
In the Demon Slaying Department, Si Zheng heard the report from his subordinates, frowned, and immediately summoned everyone to go to various parts of the city to eliminate the demons and ghosts.
Cang Feilan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Upon hearing about the disaster invading the city, the first person to come to her mind was Qin Feng.
In a simple courtyard, Old Li drank his wine and suddenly heard a scream from outside.
He put down the wine glass, leaned on his cane, walked outside, only to see demons running rampant, chaos everywhere, people screaming, and fleeing for their lives.
A three-handed red-haired ghost was about to grab someone when suddenly it was seized by a giant black shadow hand. In the blink of an eye, it was crushed.
The other demons, hearing the commotion, looked in astonishment towards the location of the black shadow hand. When the shadow faded, only the remnants of the red-haired ghost were left.
“Expert.” One demon exclaimed in surprise.
A demon who was the strongest and had reached the Fourth Cycle Calamity Power, rolled his eyes and quickly locked his gaze on Old Li.
“An old cripple with one leg dares to make a move, truly ignorant of life and death.”
Tone barely fell, above the heads of all the demons and ghosts, a black shadow shrouded them, and the huge black shadow coffin crashed down. The weak demons and ghosts could not avoid it, and were crushed into powder in the blink of an eye.
“The Black Coffin, a technique only attainable by the peak of the Hundred Demons Fifth Grade,” the demon leader spoke with less arrogance than before, and the other demons started to show signs of retreat.
The demon leader shouted, “What are you afraid of? He’s just one person; we can wear him out!’
As he spoke, a chilling wind howled from the demon leader’s mouth. Wherever it passed, wild grass withered, and the fleeing commoners turned into skeletons in an instant.
Old Li frowned. He tapped his cane on the ground, and a black flowing barrier instantly erected, blocking the demon leader’s chilling wind and buying time for the commoners to escape.
Seeing this, the demon leader calculated, “Since this old guy wants to protect others, let’s make him struggle to defend. When his dark energy is exhausted, we’ll swarm him. By then, we’ll feast on his flesh and soul!”
A call echoed, and the demons were about to make their move when the flowing barrier slowly disappeared. Behind it, numerous illusory green figures appeared out of nowhere. They wore armor, stood in formation, and emitted a formidable killing intent that intimidated the demons.
The demon leader widened his eyes, trembling as he said, “The Hundred Demons Fourth Grade, Spiritual Commanders!”
In this remote city, how could there be such high-level experts?!
The demon leader quickly turned his head, attempting to escape, but in an instant, flowing barriers rose on all sides, trapping the demons within.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of Listen To Rain Pavilion, Old Bai slowly opened his eyes.
On a wheel spewing flames and bearing a human face, countless demons were carried. The terrified commoners scattered, crying and shouting.
Suddenly, the ghost fire chariot stopped its wheels and turned towards Old Bai, laughing harshly. “Old man, why aren’t you running away?”
“My legs and feet aren’t nimble; I can’t run,” Old Bai replied indifferently.
“Let us give you a ride, so you don’t have to worry and be frightened here.”
“Alright.”
The group of demons and ghosts exchanged glances, and eerie laughter echoed in the street.
“This old guy, isn’t he afraid of death? Who’s good at biting? Go take a bite of this old bone!” The ghost train shouted.
“I’ll do it!” Two black dogs on the train jumped down, showing their teeth, and green fluid flowed from their mouths, creating white smoke when it touched the ground.
Baili, the old man, sat up, lightly tapping the wicker chair with his fingers.
The laughter of the demons abruptly stopped, replaced by expressions of astonishment.
As a night wind blew by, these demons and ghosts directly turned into sand, dissipating completely.
On the other side, Qin An escorted Qing’er back to the Qin residence.
Second Mother anxiously said, “An’er, quickly go and find your father. He seems to have gone crazy for some reason. It’s just a money pouch he dropped; at this time, money is not as important as life!”
Just a while ago, when the three were about to reach the Qin residence, Qin Jian’an suddenly slapped his forehead, saying he had dropped his money pouch and needed to go back to look for it.
Before Second Mother and Qin An could persuade him, Qin Jian’an had already disappeared into the dark alley.
“Mother, don’t worry. I’ll go find Father.”
Suddenly, a loud noise came from not far away.
Looking in the direction of the sound, two large heads appeared, eyes revealing ferocity, mouths wide open, and foul saliva dripping.
“There’s a strong smell of blood here.”
“There must be a martial artist of high rank here!”
The two ghost heads scanned the surroundings and quickly focused their gaze on Qin An.
Seeing this, Qin An’s expression became serious. “Mother, you must leave.”
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the ghost heads attacked with a gust of wind.
Qin An didn’t dare to be careless, drew his dagger from his waist, and unleashed the Heavenly Astral Essence Slash. The white blade aura cut through the night, colliding with the ghost head.
A piercing metallic sound echoed throughout the Qin residence.
In the courtyard, Xing Sheng frowned and rushed towards the main gate.
Ya’an and the others heard the commotion and hurriedly ran out of their rooms.
Lying in the pavilion, Liu Jianli turned her head indifferently, showing no expression.
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