Chapter 17: Sir, Please Help!

The black air, transformed by the evil ghost, saw the City God’s golden light shining everywhere and felt a hint of fear for a moment.

After all, so many years had passed. The evil ghost had been suppressed in the pool for so long that its power was greatly reduced. Plus, it hadn’t fully recovered yet, making it even harder to match the City God.

The City God frowned and shouted, “Don’t run!!”

Dozens of Zhang Ghosts returned to the evil ghost’s mouth, and in an instant, it tried to flee outside the market district.

But then, the City God flicked his wrist, and the Worship God Whip appeared in his hand.

“Crack!!”

A chilling whip crack sounded in the courtyard.

Sacred golden light lashed fiercely onto the evil ghost!

“Arrgh!!”

The evil ghost screamed again and crashed down from mid-air.

The black air scattered, revealing the form of a scholar. His face was twisted with fury, his eyes full of menace, and the resentment energy around his body lingered thickly.

“Why!!”

The scholar roared, “Why won’t you let me go! What did I do wrong! I did nothing wrong!!”

The Old City God snorted lightly and said, “Song Zhishu, don’t you know the wicked bring evil upon themselves? Good and evil in this world have their own judgment. That Young Master Gao was indeed a terrible person, but was turning into an evil ghost and devouring all seventeen members of his family the right answer?”

“Why?!”

Song Zhishu snarled, “If some people can kill me, why can’t I kill some people? What nonsense! What I do, why should you interfere!”

He yelled angrily and suddenly raised his hand.

A grain of sand emitting golden light appeared in his palm.

The Old City God frowned. He looked at the grain of sand and suddenly felt something was very wrong.

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Song Zhishu abruptly calmed down. He glanced at the grain of sand in his palm, gave a bitter laugh, and said, “At worst, it’s Soul Disintegration. Fine then! Let’s all be buried together!!”

“Ahhh!!!”

Suddenly, Song Zhishu threw his head back and let out a long roar. Yin energy emitted from his body.

“What’s happening?”

The Old City God sensed danger. The Yin energy on this evil ghost was now more than three times stronger than before.

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Was it that grain of sand?

Chen Changsheng, sitting outside the rundown courtyard, suddenly stood up.

He felt deep shock when the evil ghost took out that grain of sand.

“Huh? Wait… this grain…”

Chen Changsheng was stunned. Wasn’t this grain the same as the sand that scattered when he himself was dying?

How did it end up in this evil ghost’s hand?

He was absolutely certain, beyond doubt, that the grain belonged to him—or rather, was a part of his own body!

Because he could feel a resonance with that grain of sand.

Seeing this, the Yin Attendants froze in shock.

This level of Yin energy was way beyond what they could handle.

Not only them, even the Old City God looked grim, feeling some pressure.

Song Zhishu laughed loudly towards the sky. His laughter seemed sorrowful yet oddly freeing.

“Form up the formation!” the Old City God commanded.

The Patrolling Wanderer Yin Attendants snapped back to reality and quickly obeyed.

“We obey!”

Over ten Yin Attendants formed the formation again.

But this time, it was utterly useless against the evil ghost.

Song Zhishu only needed to lightly raise his hand, and the carefully constructed formation disintegrated instantly.

“Dle, just dle, hahaha…”

Song Zhishu’s laughter bordered on madness. Corrupted by resentment, he had long lost most of his mind. He couldn’t even control himself anymore.

The Old City God stepped forward, his voice cold. “The world has its laws. Why seek death?”

As he spoke, a golden light chain appeared in his hand.

But this chain was different from the ones seen before. This chain was formed from Worship Merit, specially made to subdue Evil Spirits.

“Bind Him!”

The Old City God uttered a Divine Decree. The chain flew from his hand, encircling Song Zhishu and tightening rapidly.

Chen Changsheng’s eyes lit up seeing this technique.

“A Divine Decree?”

Song Zhishu struggled briefly but then activated the grain of sand.

“Break, for me!”

The grain of sand struck the Worship Merit chain.

To the Old City God’s sheer surprise, the chain formed from Worship Merit shattered like thin paper before the ‘Grain of Sand’.

The Old City God’s expression changed instantly; the chain’s shattering caused a backlash.

He grunted in pain, clutching his chest, feeling terrible.

The Old City God stared wide-eyed, “This grain! Where did you get it?!”

Song Zhishu also clearly hadn’t expected this result, looking slightly stunned.

This grain… was probably even more powerful than he imagined.

“Heaven helps me! Truly, heaven helps me!”

Song Zhishu laughed wildly, “With this grain in hand, let’s see how you fight me!”

“Yin Attendants, follow orders! Form the Thousand Chains Formation! Lock down his Yin energy! Bind his ghostly form!”

“We obey!”

Hong Sancai charged at the front, pulling ghost-attendant chains, quickly combining them.

A huge net spread over the rundown courtyard.

The chains released a cold aura that frightened wraiths, but to the current Song Zhishu, it felt like mere tickling.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng couldn’t help but click his tongue.

He felt he couldn’t stay any longer. It seemed the Old City God’s chances weren’t great.

He didn’t want to be devoured by this evil ghost later.

“Worship Golden Body Appear!”

The Old City God extended two fingers. Behind him, a glowing Worship Golden Body: Dharma Form manifested.

“The City God Mao of Autumn Moon Market desires to cut evil and exterminate fiends! Grant that the Heavenly Dao’s Sword descends! Slay this evil ghost!”

“Heaven and Earth Law Sword, appear!”

As he finished speaking, a golden beam of light descended from the sky.

A Law Sword appeared in the Old City God’s hand. The sword radiated Heavenly Might, extraordinary power.

This sword came from the Heavenly Dao itself.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu hurriedly raised the grain of sand in defense.

“Strike!!”

The City God swung the Law Sword, bringing it down.

The Sword Qi carried the laws of Heaven and Earth, the power of Merit Worship, and struck directly at Song Zhishu’s ghostly form.

Song Zhishu instantly felt overwhelming Heavenly Might descend.

Yet, this blast of Sword Qi was actually blocked by that grain of sand.

The grain of sand actually withstood the power of the Heavenly Might Sword!

Song Zhishu struggled, using the grain to keep himself locked in stalemate.

‘What on earth is this grain? Even the Power of Heaven and Earth can’t overcome it.’

The Old City God thought, astonished. Pulling himself together, he said, “Song Zhishu, admit your mistake!”

“I made no mistake!”

Song Zhishu gritted his teeth. “Everyone in the Gao residence deserved death! I did nothing wrong! Heaven and Earth cannot strike me down either!”

“Ahhh!!!”

The power of the Law Sword, leaking through the ‘grain’, landed on Song Zhishu. He let out a scream. Where the golden light hit his body, a sizzling sound erupted.

Song Zhishu had clearly underestimated the Law Sword’s power.

His expression became serious; he had to think again.

If this deadlock continued, he would definitely die.

The only option… was to run!!

“Get away from me!”

Song Zhishu bellowed, stirring all his Yin energy. He opened his mouth and spewed out all his Zhang Ghosts, sending them rushing towards the City God.

The Old City God swiftly defended himself.

Yet in this brief moment, Song Zhishu transformed into a mass of black air and attempted to escape.

“Evil ghost, stop!”

The Old City God knew he couldn’t let the ghost escape, but with layers of Yin energy and dozens of Zhang Ghosts blocking the way now, he was powerless to stop it.

He immediately shouted loudly, “Sir, please help! Stop this fiend!”