l here. Jiang Qiyun had just gone to Qinghu Changle Realm, and someone already wanted to turn the world upside downI can't stand it.I'm now waiting for Lin Yanhuan's arrangements. After all, the high-...This flickering figure was all too familiar.

She has appeared by my side several times and once even tried to take my bracelet.

Now she appears here, was she brought over with the formation that opened the tomb

“What kind of ghosts and demons Are they gone” Luo Hu Xingjun impatiently looked at the red-clad female ghost putting on a show.

"Wait, she has some history with me. Let me see what she's trying to say." I discreetly patted my pockets, making sure I still had my basic self-defense items on me.

During my time in the Witch King's Citadel, countless things have passed through my hands. Most of the items from the burial passageways are still being reported to me, and they are now all moved to my little attic.

I don't touch things I don't understand, but I carry some basic protective amulets and charms with me for peace of mind.

This former "Queen" didn't really hurt me. I wasn't very afraid of her before, and now I'm even less afraid.

I walked into the forest, and the dark green humanoids hiding behind the trees on both sides retreated slightly, seemingly unwilling to attack proactively.

They are afraid of the Star Lord Rahu, aren't they Looking at them, they seem to prefer dark and damp places. As the God of Solar Eclipse, Rahu is very familiar with this kind of magic.

She waited for me under the shade of a tree, drifting there like a ghostly bloom, as alluring and dangerous as a flower that devours.

"You came too."

Before I could even speak, she let out that deep, throaty sigh.

"I'm here to find someone." I replied, frowning.

“If you had given me the bracelet sooner, and let me activate the formation inside the tomb, there wouldn't have been so much trouble, would there In the end, we still ended up activating the formation anyway.” She shook her head.

"How do you open it That's the Necromancer's tomb."

She smiled, her tone laced with superiority: “You don’t know The Si clan's tomb is just behind the Wuwu King's Mausoleum. Although it is sealed inside, for ghosts...it is ultimately a place to return to… This is where the Queen of the Wu Clan and the Great Shaman should come!”

“You can’t see him…” She changed the subject, her tone tinged with schadenfreude: “The Soul Ruins behind the Witch King's Tomb is the gateway to the Great Wilderness. Every generation of Witch Kings and Queens, as well as the Queen of the Clan of Priests, come here after death. That’s why there are no bones left in the tomb.”

She paused for a moment: "Coming here, you must accept... rule... This is unavoidable... The old witch king's desire to seize power here is simply beyond his capabilities..."

The Old Witch King

"You're talking about that old monster who lived for how many years, huh" I mused over her words.

From what I understand, the Old Monster entered the tomb. He saw what was ahead, perhaps even seeing the formation and guessing what would be revealed when it was activated.

Since the old monster's era, some obscure information hasn't been passed down. The subsequent Great Shaman probably didn't know what was inside, and the old monster's successor was also seriously injured when he escaped, causing panic.

After that, the tomb became a terrifying forbidden place. No one dared to approach it, nor did anyone dare to open it.

And the old monster devoted himself to "cultivation," continuing to pass down his seals and rosaries. When the time was ripe, he would enter the tomb again.

"The old monster must be wrong He thought the formation in the tomb included a blessed land from another world, a final refuge for the Witch Clan. He wanted to rule here, but he didn't expect that this place wasn't a blessed land at all...but the desolate realm of Great Wilderness, where the Ten Witches of Ling Mountain were enlightened." I deduced.

The former queen smiled but said nothing.

She really looked a bit "out of place," neither coming closer nor moving away, just hovering there.

"Where's Mu Wanchen" I asked.

She still smiled in a strange way, but didn't speak.

You talked so much just now, and now you're acting like a mute.

I gave her a withering look and turned to greet the Star Lord Rōgu and the little boy.

As soon as I turned around, a chill ran down my spine. That icy, slimy feeling suddenly spread from my back to my scalp.

"Wow! Little Princess, be careful—" the child shouted.

A snake-like tongue shot out from the ghost's mouth, almost brushing against my neck.

My hand remained perpetually poised for a counterattack, and I launched the talisman clutched in my fist.

White paper and black ink, this is the Yin Fu used by the Witch Clan to seal ghosts.

The female ghost was taken aback, then let out a cackle. “With your meager cultivation, you dare to use the witch clan's talismans…how presumptuous—ah!”

I clutched another paper figure I'd made from a charm and, holding a needle, plunged it into the figure's head.

Between the brows, a heart in the forehead, the art of nailing ghosts.

“Monks, Taoists, and even laypeople have their ways of dealing with stubborn ghosts. But occasionally there are overlaps… This isn’t some witchcraft from the Witch Clan; my family uses this method for banishing spirits too. It’s just that this talisman was found in Mu Wanchen’s stash... I might be weak, but I'm not cowardly, alright” I frowned at her, completely baffled by what this restless spirit wanted.

In fact, the techniques of "Wishing" in traditional Chinese medicine are rooted in ancient witchcraft.

The Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan, bestowed official titles upon those who mastered the art of wushu and elevated their social standing.

This "medical art" involves the use of Chinese herbal medicine and talismans to ward off illness, while shamans were highly knowledgeable intellectuals in ancient times. They understood astronomy, geography, astrology, and divination.

It's about doing things invisibly, lowering one's spirit through dance.

Dealing with ghosts was, of course, child's play. The female ghost had been hiding in the darkness all along, never revealing her face. It turned out she was wearing a red cloth similar to a veil—looking like a wedding garment draped over her head.

At this moment, I caught her off guard. Her face contorted with rage, her hair standing on end, she looked like a furious and enraged woman.

Her mouth was wide open, her tongue like a coil of rope. How had she become so terrifying

"What's all this pointless chatter for This place is outside the jurisdiction of the Three Realms, so there's no need to worry about karma or tribulation. Just kill them!" Luo Hu Xingjun impatiently raised his hand, ready to swing his sword.

The female ghost's form wavered, unsteady, and she turned into a wisp of ghostly energy that drifted away.

"Little Princess, your spirit-nail magic isn't very reliable!" the little boy chuckled, teasing me.

"...I'm just half a bottle of vinegar, or maybe even less than that... But it's good she ran away." I looked down at the little paper man in my hand.

These two talismans are a pair, and right now the paper person's legs are flapping wildly in the wind.

"Oh oh, just follow along Then let's hurry and catch up." The little boy hurriedly took the big gourd off his back.

I also wrapped my arms around Fushou's neck and climbed onto its back.

"Go on ahead of me." Luo Hu Xingjun frowned impatiently, looking around.

Those emerald-green “people” slowly crept on all fours, encircling us.

They didn't attack, they just crept closer to us stealthily, waiting for an opportunity.

This made Luohu Xingjun very unhappy. He waved his sword and snorted coldly: "Foolish thing…"

"Little princess, let's go first!" The little boy took the lead, holding his gourd and driving his Ferrari out. The husband immediately followed.

"Hey, can you leave Lord Rōgā star alone"

As soon as the words left my mouth, a pool of emerald-green blood suddenly gushed out from beside me!

The moment I moved, those people began to attack us. A strange man who charged at me was split in half by Luohu Xingjun's sword energy.

"Let's go!" the little boy said hurriedly, "When Lord Luohu just released the Hun Yuan Jue, Lord Ji Dou didn't respond at all. I suspect Lord Ji Dou is in trouble! So Lord Luohu is getting impatient with wasting time on these little things, let's go, follow that female ghost—"rm. They each carried a peach wood sword and a flashlight, hurrying westwards.Most monks have keen eyesight and hearing. The direction the sound came from was quickly determined by the disciples of th...