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Chapter 402 - 212: Wind Rises in the Wilds, Paving the Way for the People
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Chapter 402: Chapter 212: Wind Rises in the Wilds, Paving the Way for the People

A strange feeling arose in Yun Yin’s heart.

However, he didn’t dwell on it and continued muttering his incantations.

After all, with his level of skill, he could easily handle an ordinary evil spirit, no matter how strong it was.

Besides, the show had gone on this long. If he didn’t see it through, all their previous efforts would be wasted.

However, the young Daoist Xuan Qing was born with a keen Spiritual Sense.

Feeling the bone-chilling gusts of yin wind around him, he couldn’t help but shiver. He quickly ran to Yun Yin’s side and whispered with a hint of apprehension:

"Master, something feels strange... something’s not right!"

Yun Yin said,

"Don’t talk. Get your Talismans ready and try to sense the evil spirit we released!"

Right now, Xuan Qing had not yet achieved Dao Entry, so he couldn’t use any Daoist Techniques.

He could only use a few simple Talismans.

"Yes."

Xuan Qing hurriedly pulled a bright yellow Talisman from his robes, its characters written in Cinnabar.

However, the moment he took out the Talisman...

WHOOSH—

The yin wind blew even more fiercely.

Even the table was flipped over, and all the Offerings, Incense and Candles, and other items on it were scattered across the ground.

The courtyard was instantly plunged into pitch-black darkness.

Only the faint glimmer of starlight shone down.

But this faint light, rather than offering any sense of comfort, only made the scene more terrifying.

"Master, this is bad! I can’t sense the evil spirit we released anymore!"

Xuan Qing’s face paled.

He felt as if the blood in his veins had frozen solid, refusing to circulate.

A dreadful, permeating chill made the hairs on his skin stand on end!

The moment he finished speaking...

FWOOSH—

A black whirlwind suddenly swept in.

At the center of the whirlwind was a hideous, ghostly face, letting out a wail like that of a banshee!

"Th-the evil spirit! It’s out!"

"This courtyard really does have an evil spirit! The Daoist is incredible."

"Wait, why is the holy light from the Holy Infant being suppressed? It can’t stop this evil spirit at all!"

Wang Chuan and the other townsfolk stood at a distance, gazing at the scene in the courtyard with eyes full of apprehension.

At that moment, Yun Yin’s pupils shrank. He stared at the hideous ghostly face before him and swallowed hard.

"D-damn it... Th-this is an Evil King! How can an Evil King be here?!"

’An Evil King’s strength is at least at the Sixth Layer of Dao Entry. There’s no way I can fight something like that in my current state.’

FWOOSH—

The hideous ghostly face whipped up a scorching yin wind, let out a bloodcurdling shriek, and lunged at Yun Yin.

The shriek carried a powerful sonic attack on the Spirit, sweeping across the entire courtyard.

In the distance, Wang Chuan and the other onlookers heard the sound and were completely unable to withstand it, passing out on the spot.

"Xuan Qing, get behind me!"

Magical Power surged within Yun Yin’s body as he quickly shielded Xuan Qing.

Then, he activated the Peach Wood Sword in his hand and thrust it fiercely at the hideous ghostly face!

This Peach Wood Sword was one of the few treasures their Cyan Cloud Temple had left.

It was crafted from the root of a peach tree that had survived two lightning tribulations, giving it a natural suppressing effect against evil spirits and ghosts.

Even though he was only at the second layer of Dao Entry, he could just barely fight a ghostly creature at the Sixth Layer of Dao Entry by relying on this Peach Wood Sword!

PIERCE!

In an instant, a fierce, masculine energy burst forth from the Peach Wood Sword. Faint arcs of lightning flickered into existence, blasting toward the hideous ghostly face.

Puffs of black mist immediately billowed from the ghostly face as it began to wail incessantly.

A dense wave of resentful energy burst from the ghostly face.

Yun Yin’s expression changed drastically.

’Just how many Wandering Souls must it have devoured to possess such dense resentment!’

SZZZZZ—

The dense yin energy washed over them, causing even the Peach Wood Sword in Yun Yin’s hand to darken several shades.

It looked as if it might corrode and shatter at any moment.

Seeing this, Xuan Qing couldn’t help but say,

"Master, this Evil King is too strong! We should just use an Earth Escape Talisman and get out of here!"

This ability to use Earth Escape Talismans was how they managed to travel from place to place, collecting incense money.

It was a unique secret technique of Cyan Cloud Temple.

Once used, not even someone at the Ninth Layer of Dao Entry could necessarily catch them!

Let alone a mere Evil King that was only at the Sixth Layer of Dao Entry.

Yun Yin frowned.

"No. This evil spirit’s yin energy is horrifying, and its killing intent is overflowing. If we leave, everyone in this courtyard will die!"

"And not just them. I’m afraid the people of all of Osmanthus City will suffer."

Xuan Qing’s brow immediately furrowed into a knot. He couldn’t help but say,

"Then what do we do? It’s obvious we can’t beat it."

Yun Yin gritted his teeth.

"If it comes to it, our only choice is to activate the Celestial Thunder Talisman!"

Their Cyan Cloud Temple had two ultimate skills.

The first was Talisman Making, and the second was Artifact Refining.

This Celestial Thunder Talisman was one of the few High Tier Talismans left behind by the predecessors of Cyan Cloud Temple.

Once activated, it could severely injure even someone at the Ninth Layer of Dao Entry if they were caught off guard.

However, there was a price for a Low Tier Cultivator to activate the Celestial Thunder Talisman!

It required them to consume half of their own blood essence.

Yun Yin was already getting on in years—fifty-six, to be exact. If he expended half his blood essence, he feared he wouldn’t have many years left to live!

At this thought, Xuan Qing hurriedly said,

"Master, don’t! The price is too high. We can just contact the people from the nearest Ten Directions Jungle and have them deal with this evil spirit. There’s no need for us to get involved."

"These people in the courtyard are strangers to us. Why should we care so much?!"

Yun Yin replied,

"Enough. Since we’ve encountered this, there’s no reason not to act. If we save these people, we’ll have the resources you need for your Dao Entry. Besides, I’m an old man already, with not many years left to live. Before I die, I should at least pave the way for you!"

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