Thirty fierce ghosts were almost completely wiped out in an instant.
In Lin Heng's mind, reward notifications kept appearing.
[You have broken through to the Postnatal Realm!]
[You have reached the Second Layer of the Postnatal Realm!]
[You have reached the Third Layer of the Postnatal Realm!]
As Lin Heng expected, this batch of Shadow Soldiers brought him substantial cultivation rewards.
However, as his realm improved, the cultivation needed to breakthrough became more significant.
Lin Heng stopped at the Third Layer of the Postnatal Realm.
At this moment, his aura was quietly blooming, standing beside the last Qi Refining Old Ghost, scaring the old ghost so much that its knees trembled incessantly.
If it were human, its pants would definitely be wet by now!
"Speak, what are you here for?"
At this moment, Lin Heng returned to his harmless appearance, holding the Tai Chi Feather Duster, and smiling gently at the old ghost.
He didn't rush to deal with the last one.
Yesterday, a Life-Buying Ghost came, and today, the Shadow Soldiers crossed the border.
This made Lin Heng have to suspect that these fierce ghosts were operating in an organized manner.
"If... if I tell you, will the Daoist priest spare me?" The old ghost's eyes showed strong hope.
This made Lin Heng very unhappy and he immediately raised his hand.
"Will you speak?"
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the Daoist priest, the old ghost shuddered inwardly and dared not negotiate.
"It was Lord City God who sent us,"
"Yesterday, a Short-lived Ghost had an incident here, and Lord City God suspected there was a magical artifact guarding this place, so we were sent to test it out."
"We were supposed to just pass by here. If we confirmed there was a magical artifact, we were to leave immediately."
"Then wait until the full moon night for Lord City God to come for it."
"But unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."
The old ghost sobbed grievously, its face no longer bore a trace of the fierce ghost's terrifying aura.
Hearing it spill the beans like pouring beans, Lin Heng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.
The Short-lived Ghost, without a doubt, must be the Life-Buying Ghost who borrowed a life for seven days.
But...
"What kind of thing is this City God?" Lin Heng directly asked the doubt in his mind.
"No kidding."
In Daoist legends, City Gods are deities enjoying incense offerings in the Mortal World, guarding against evil spirits!
How could it keep such a bunch of misfit ghosts?
And how could it covet a magical artifact from a Daoist temple?
This is obviously nonsense!
And indeed, as Lin Heng anticipated.
The old ghost explained, "The Lord City God I mentioned is a demon that has been cultivating for three hundred years."
"It used to live near the City God Temple, and after the temple was abandoned, it moved in and proclaimed itself the City God!"
"We were all forced to be its subordinates after it declared itself as City God."
"Today's visit to your place was entirely beyond our control, Daoist priest, you must see clearly!"
The old ghost was still trying to win a chance for survival.
Lin Heng, however, slightly narrowed his eyes.
"Is that demon very powerful? Why would it dare to covet a Daoist magical artifact?"
Logically speaking.
No matter ghosts or demons, they're all primary targets for Daoist magical artifacts.
Normally, these beings should not dare to covet a Righteous Magical Artifact.
"Very powerful!"
The old ghost said with great seriousness:
"As far as I know, Lord City God has recently broken through to the realm of an Innate Great Demon!"
"Now, even the abbot of Zen Spirit Temple gives face to Lord City God!"
"Moreover, Lord City God has some strange means; it seems to be unafraid of magical artifacts!"
When mentioning the words 'Innate Great Demon,' the Qi Refining Old Ghost's face was full of fear.
Lin Heng didn't care much.
Although he was currently only in the Postnatal Realm, he had high-end support.
Externally equipped with the Tai Chi Feather Duster, internally possessing Innate True Qi.
Plus, he had the top-notch Thunder Skill Divine Technique from the Celestial Master's Mansion!
Encountering an authentic Innate cultivator, victory wasn't guaranteed.
But against malicious entities, he indeed had the confidence to cross realms and slay!
Of course, the demon City God that the old ghost mentioned being unafraid of magical artifacts was somewhat unexpected for him.
"Does it fear Celestial Thunder?" Lin Heng seriously inquired.
The old ghost froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly:
"Daoist priest, you must be joking."
"What demon or monster isn't afraid of Celestial Thunder?"
Indeed, although Lord City God was very powerful.
No matter how powerful, it's still a demon.
For demons, thunder tribulations are the greatest ordeal; a slight mishap would spoil a century's cultivation—luck would be needed for that.
Being pulverized is the norm!
Demons are by no means less afraid of Celestial Thunder than fierce ghosts!
"I see."
Hearing this answer, Lin Heng smiled thoughtfully, then waved his hand and said:
"Alright, you may go."
???
The old ghost showed a look of disbelief.
"Re... really?"
"Really."
Lin Heng showed his neat, white teeth, his face full of a harmless smile.
The old ghost couldn't help but shiver.
Just now, when hunting fierce ghosts, this Daoist priest had just such a smile!
It was deeply terrified inside.
But since the other party had already allowed it to leave, it couldn't help but go.
The old ghost floated trembling down the mountain, ever on guard for a fatal strike to come.
But until it floated quite far, there was no ripple from behind,
The old ghost incredulously looked back.
Only to find that the Daoist priest had already returned to the temple.
"Did I really survive?"
"Great, great!"
The old ghost continuously muttered, tears of excitement rolling down.
It no longer hesitated, its entire body erupting with Yin energy, rushing towards the abandoned City God Temple at the fastest speed.
At that time.
The Evil Spirit City God, looking at the batch of Yin Lamps that were continuously extinguishing, its expression had turned extremely grim.
"What on earth happened?"
"Could it be that a high-ranking Daoist intervened?"
According to its original speculation,
Inside that Daoist temple, there should have been a magical artifact suppressing evil, catching the Short-lived Ghost off guard.
To be safe,
It specifically dispatched Shadow Soldiers to make a trip, to see if things were as expected.
It even specially instructed, if there really was a magical artifact, there was no need for a hard fight, just come back.
Wait for the full moon night, and go to retrieve it then.
Who would have thought that not long after the Shadow Soldiers went over, the Yin Lamps were extinguished one after another.
This left it momentarily undecided and hesitant.
Fortunately, at this moment, a voice filled with joy and relief came from outside.
"Milord, I'm back, I'm back!"
A feeble old ghost, with a face full of relief from surviving a disaster, ran back into the City God Temple.
The Evil Spirit City God was slightly surprised, not expecting that the heads of those Shadow Soldiers in the Postnatal Realm hadn't returned, while an old fellow of the Qi Refining Seventh Layer managed to escape with its life.
It immediately asked: "What happened?"
The old ghost dared not hide anything, narrating everything that had happened in detail.
Of course, regarding the latter inquiry.
It altered the story to everyone fleeing in all directions, with its own low cultivation not noticed initially, allowing it to escape by luck.
The Evil Spirit City God wasn't concerned about the old ghost's escape story, its mind was filled with the scene of that Daoist priest wielding a Tai Chi Feather Duster in reckless slaughter.
Its flesh-covered face didn't show shock or worry, but rather exuded greedy joy.
"Indeed, there is a magical artifact guarding!"
"And it seems to be an artifact of very extraordinary quality!"
The Evil Spirit City God's eerie eyes looked towards the sky, with only three days left until the full moon night.
Thinking of the possibility of an unexpectedly high-quality artifact waiting for it, the Evil Spirit City God was already restless.
Looking down at the old ghost, still immersed in post-disaster joy, the Evil Spirit City God directly extended its large, muscle-laden hand, grabbing it up.
"All the Shadow Soldiers are dead; keeping you is meaningless; become nourishment in my body."
The Evil Spirit City God said indifferently.
In the old ghost's incredulous terror, it was bitten into pieces and swallowed.
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