Chapter 707 - 432: The Power of Talismans Empowered Upon Me! Sunfire Protection Talisman!

Chapter 707: Chapter 432: The Power of Talismans Empowered Upon Me! Sunfire Protection Talisman!

"Deputy Mo! Master Old! Save me quickly! There’s a ghost!"

Steward Wu, upon recognizing the newcomer, especially seeing the Master Old in his Taoist robe, was overjoyed to the point of tears.

He was the Temple Master’s own junior brother, with deep cultivation, far beyond the mundane magicians wandering the streets!

Overcome with joy and the instinct to survive, Wu didn’t mind the pain from his scraped knees and hands. He scrambled to his feet and crawled towards Deputy Mo and Master Old.

Suddenly, an unsettling oily green light seeped from the previously pitch-black doorway.

The silhouette of the Seventeenth Concubine slowly drifted out, hovering half a foot off the ground.

Her face was as white as paper, her eyes pure black, devoid of any living spirit, only filled with a deep coldness and deathly silence. She gazed indifferently at the three in the courtyard.

"It’s... it’s the Seventeenth Concubine!" Deputy Mo gasped, feeling a chill rush from his feet to his head, causing his legs to turn into noodles, almost collapsing on the spot.

If not for Master Old from the Temple providing reassurance, he would have surely abandoned everyone and fled without looking back!

Master Old’s presence was upon Lu Xuan’s special instruction for Deputy Mo to invite him from the Temple.

Back then, Deputy Mo pondered that the Marshal must intend to find a good burial spot for the unjustly killed Seventeenth Concubine and Miss Qing, requesting Master Old to conduct the ritual.

He had just settled Master Old in the courtyard next door, prepared some tea, and was about to exchange pleasantries when the courtyard next door exploded with ghostly cries and commotion.

With Master Old suddenly changing his expression and rushing over, Deputy Mo had no choice but to follow, only to witness the terrifying scene before him!

In front, the Seventeenth Concubine’s vengeful spirit wasted no words, with a dark wind swirling around her, making her skirt rustle ominously.

She spread her arms, and the ten black fingernails abruptly lengthened, carrying a piercing chill as they shot towards Deputy Mo and the others!

"Such heavy yin energy!"

Master Old’s pupils contracted, unwilling to delay.

His foot immediately stepped out into an intricate Seven-Star Step, his body swaying as he positioned himself before Deputy Mo and Steward Wu.

Simultaneously, Master Old reached into his chest, swiftly extracting a meticulously drawn yellow talisman paper, its vermillion symbols snaking like dragons, infused with pure yang power.

He formed the Evil Suppressing Skill with his hands and chanted a true mantra, his voice resonating like a bell: "By the decree of Flame Zhen, heavenly fire descends! Burn evil, cleanse filth, illuminate the vast expanse! Sanmei flames, purify the demons! Urgently following the command!"

"Decree!"

As the incantation ended, the yellow talisman in his hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light!

Then with a "boom," the talisman paper ignited spontaneously, transforming into a blazing golden flame, enveloping his hand but leaving him unharmed.

"Go!"

Master Old’s beard and hair stood on end, his robe billowing, as he thrust the golden flame fiercely towards the attacking ghost claws!

The golden flame expanded with the wind, illuminating the entire courtyard.

"Ah—!"

The female ghost let out a harrowing scream, her ten nails, filled with ominous energy, ignited upon contact with the golden flame, rapidly turning into wisping acrid white smoke.

With vast experience in dispelling demons, Master Old saw the ghost momentarily halt from injury, exposing a flaw.

His eyes flashed with determination, without a moment’s hesitation, as he lunged forward!

His feet, swift as the wind, his silhouette dragging a shadow in the night, rapidly approached the Seventeenth Concubine’s form.

Without hesitation, he bit through the finger of his left hand.

Soon, a smear of crimson blood was applied onto the Peach Wood Sword that had remained tied at his waist.

"Buzz—!"

With the addition of a magician’s blood to the sword, it emitted a clear twang, the sword’s golden glow amplifying, unleashing a pure yang aura to dispel evil!

Seeing the Peach Wood Sword now empowered, Master Old knew the spirit’s deep obsession could damage its soul body if penetrated directly, violating heavenly principles.

Thus, he flipped his wrist, changing a thrust to a slap, using the sword as a reprimand stick, slamming it sideways into the Seventeenth Concubine’s spirit!

"Crash!"

Where the sword met the spirit, gold and red sparks erupted, symbolizing a fierce clash between yang energy and the spirit’s ominous power!

"Urgh—!"

The Seventeenth Concubine emitted an agonizing scream, as if struck by an invisible heavy hammer.

Finally, she flew back uncontrollably, crashing back through the open door into the sinister room!

Master Old stood with his sword, his beard slightly raised, calling sternly, "You wicked creature! Submit!"

With that, he charged into the room without looking back.

Witnessing Master Old’s grand display power, driving the terrifying Seventeenth Concubine’s spirit back inside with a single blow,

Deputy Mo and Steward Wu outside were dumbfounded.

At that moment, Deputy Mo suddenly shivered, finally snapping out of his shock.

His eyes widened like copper bells, realizing the Marshal’s temperament, fear surged, urging him to shout anxiously at Master Old’s back.

"Master Old! Please show mercy! Please, please be merciful!"

"That’s the Seventeenth Concubine’s corpse! Your vast Divine Techniques must spare her remains from any harm!

Otherwise... otherwise, if the Marshal holds us accountable, you, me... and everyone in this estate, will face disaster!"