Chapter 817 - 233: Blood-Red Long Night, All Display Their Divine Techniques, Nine-Headed Ghost Gate Shattered!

Chapter 817: Chapter 233: Blood-Red Long Night, All Display Their Divine Techniques, Nine-Headed Ghost Gate Shattered!

Lady Bai Mei, or rather, Xie Wei, looked up at the pinkish doll in the sky, her eyes flickering thoughtfully.

Others did not know that Li Yuan could transform endlessly, but she... she knew.

She smiled, her eyes taking in the entire city.

She commanded with ease, as martial artists left her side one by one, leading many guards in various directions, extinguishing any potential sources of chaos in advance.

Soon, Black and White Impermanence also sprang into action.

The majority of Pigmen were actually unaffected, wielding knives and moving swiftly.

The Divine Temple Guards also took positions everywhere, defending key locations.

Order was quickly restored.

This seemed simple, but in reality, it was as difficult as a "spark thrown into a pot of oil without causing an explosion, and the spark being expelled instead".

In the Little Ink Workshop, Tie Sha and Fang Jianlong wore cotton robes, hands clasped within sleeves, looking up at that terrifying presence.

In fact, they were just two among the many who were currently gazing at the sky.

Fang Jianlong gaped in awe and said, "This must be an Immortal, right?"

Tie Sha said, "Only an Immortal could partner with Lady Yama."

He patted Fang Jianlong’s shoulder and said, "Stop watching for amusement, quickly pull your Qiao’Er up, and hide in the cellar. This chaos might just be starting."

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Tie Sha felt the chaos was just beginning.

Li Yuan thought so too.

He descended from the sky, landing again on the mountain near the Ghost Prison.

He stood on a Fire Wheel, Red Silk swirling like waves, and the Red Spear pointed obliquely to the ground, exuding awe-inspiring presence.

Yet, he saw Lady Black Skirt in the eerie Ghost Prison suddenly lifting her hand to cover her mouth, as if laughing.

Their eyes met from afar, and Li Yuan saw clearly...

Lady Yama was indeed smiling, standing side by side with her husband, naturally joyous.

Her demeanor allowed Li Yuan to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

At least so far, Sister Yan had no problems, her humanity was still well-preserved.

However, he remained vigilant.

Because the ominous feeling in his heart grew stronger.

The other party came prepared, and Lady Yama’s humanity was only one of their secondary targets.

Their real target, the true battlefield was not here, but at... the Ghost Gate.

At the Dragon Vein.

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Gray mist lingered, ethereal and mysterious, and the bronze corrosion was struck by a giant force, scattering like one copper snowflake after another falling down.

Dragon’s head with nine heads.

Nine Paths of the Ghost Gate.

Among the nine paths of the Ghost Gate, aside from the unrestricted Cloud Mountain Path and Desolate South Path, the other seven paths were all being breached.

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Mianzhou Path, Paradise Garden...

People covered with Evil Ghosts, holding the Mirror of Evil, constantly reflected the Evil Ghosts emerging in Paradise Garden.

These people appeared normal, yet upon closer inspection, one would find that their skeletal structure was not human, but rather like pitch-black, cold Soul Iron.

Clearly, they were puppets, and not the mechanically stiff ordinary puppets.

Puppets had a natural resistance against Evil Ghosts.

Hundreds and thousands of puppets, holding the Mirror of Evil, driving the Mirror of Evil, formed a spectacular scene.

In Paradise Garden, these puppets endured the attacks of Evil Ghosts.

And in Ghost Street,

In front of the Ghost Gate, the Ghost Spider spread its web, which turned into a deep, dark tunnel.

Inside the tunnel... many small spiders pieced together from children’s limbs were crying "Aba Aba", crawling, piling up into a Ghost Sea, layer upon layer, with each ghost hitting the Ghost Gate.

On the Ghost Gate, the dragon’s head devoured Evil Ghosts in large bites, but it was to no avail.

Decayed-faced Ghost Dolls hopped around, pale hands pressed against the Bronze Gate, pushing it.

Ghost Dogs stared coldly at the gate, while Ghost Rats began to dig tunnels...

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Hanzhou Path.

Its forbidden name is Beifeng Inn.

The inn’s door creaked open, releasing an indescribable stench of decay.

One by one, guests resembling traveling merchants emerged from the inn, increasing in numbers until there were hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands...

Ghost Street was packed, and more were coming.

The reason for so many is due to the continuous, relentless attacks targeted at it, reaching such an extent that this forbidden area was fully "developed".

The merchants, turning into a tide of ghosts, approached the Ghost Gate, each one crazily launching assaults on the ghost tide.

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Yongzhou Path.

Its forbidden name is Ghost Mountain.

This mountain in Ghost Street was also a mountain.

At this moment, it seemed the mountain was suddenly covered with countless bumps.

Upon closer inspection, each bump was a coffin.

Many coffins were pushed out of the mountain soil.

A mountain could spit out so many coffins, could it be that the mountain was piled with graves to form it?

Crack... crack crack...

The coffin lids opened one by one, and ancient corpses walked out from the coffins.

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Star Sea Dao.

Its forbidden name is Ghost Market.

It’s a bustling seaside market, often flickering in and out of view.

Interestingly, if someone accidentally strayed in, they wouldn’t necessarily meet their end, sometimes luck would allow them to gain great value cheaply.

However... those who died would suffer a miserable fate.

Their curse rooted in bloodlines, passed down through generations, so even the descendants must repay the debt.

Those descendants, upon reaching adulthood, must visit the Ghost Market, but not all would go.

The remaining would have progeny and flourish for an age...

Yet... this was only in their youthful days.

Soon, the glory would fade away.

In Ghost Market, stall owners began to pack up, each carrying enormous bundles, heading towards the Ghost Gate.

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Yanyun Dao...

Ghost Lake...

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Hidden Dragon Path...

Lianyi House...

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Fujiang Path...

Ghost Prison.

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After an indeterminate amount of time.

As dawn was breaking.

Suddenly, there came a terrifying sound, like the shattering of heaven and earth.

The Nine-Headed Ghost Gate suddenly cracked.

The fissures widened, until at a certain moment, it could no longer be sustained.

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The Ghost Gate... shattered!!