Soul Summoner, He Liansheng.
At this moment, the one-eyed old man ignored all the rules of Taiping Ancient Town and revealed his name, as if intending to re-enter the supernatural circle and regain the spirit of his youth.
Once he thought of leaving Taiping Ancient Town to explore the outside world, but various rules and taboos bound him, forcing him to stay.
Responsibility and mission bent his back.
Until today, he only slightly straightened his chest.
This wasnât for any grievances or passions, just to protect this ancestral hall and the red coffin behind it.
âThis is not a place for your recklessness.â
He Lianshengâs wrinkled face bore an extremely serious expression.
Behind him.
The ghostly figures seemed to be increasing.
Among these figures were men and women, young children, and elderly people, each one unique.
These people represented the past of Taiping Ancient Town, entities long dead.
He Liansheng used some uncanny supernatural power, using ancestral tablets as a medium, to present past people into the present.
This phenomenon resembled a soul summoning.
Thus, He Liansheng gained the title of Soul Summoner.
But the dead from the past cannot linger long in the present, especially those from Taiping Ancient Town who were once in the supernatural circle and controlled ghosts, making it extremely difficult to summon past ghost controllers, and their stay is incredibly short, with the longest period no more than a stick of incense.
However, if it were only this, then the title of Soul Summoner would be merely a triviality, insufficient to earn the confidence of others in Taiping Ancient Town.
The truly terrifying thing about He Liansheng is that he summons the dead from the past, who possess their supernatural powers during their stay.
âThis old thing, does he have such a trick up his sleeve? He didnât take Yang Jian seriously when they confronted each other before. No, such ability must come with a price. He doesnât want to use it, itâs just thatâ
Leuk San appeared grave, watching those terrifying figures gradually emerge.
He felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.
Yet, as pieces of paper like skin peeled off his body, the deadly old corpse gradually revealed itself, adding some confidence.
No one knows better than him how terrifying this old corpse is.
Therefore, he doesnât think this old man named He Liansheng could withstand it.
âIf you regret it now, itâs not too late, I can let you go. After all, Iâm not going to live for many more years, the future belongs to the younger generation like you. Fighting to death with me is truly a foolish thing to do.â
He Liansheng said harshly, making a final admonition.
Some people from Taiping Ancient Town will need to move outside in the future, so he doesnât want to leave behind this vendetta for the next generation.
âIâve said, since Iâve come, I wonât leave easily, I must avenge todayâs hatred.â Leuk San said coldly.
âUnderstood.â He Liansheng nodded slightly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly figure behind him took a few steps forward, twisted for a moment, then disappeared in front of them.
In the next moment.
Leuk Sanâs vision abruptly went dark, and he was enveloped in darkness as if engulfed by it.
Immediately, he felt an indescribable icy coldness invading his body, as if an unseen ghost was trying to kill him.
But itâs useless.
His body now resembled a real ghost, terrifying and chilling.
Without any confidence, Leuk San wouldnât dare to come again alone to this ancestral hall to settle accounts with this old thing.
Soon.
The icy feeling on his body dissipated like smoke, such supernatural attacks came fiercely but also faded quickly, without causing him the slightest impact, and the darkness surrounding him also retreated.
No.
It wasnât darkness surrounding Leuk San but rather his eyes went blind, losing sightfulness, and nothing around him changed.
Yet as his sight gradually recovered.
Heavy footsteps echoed in his ears, along with the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground.
Leuk San squinted slightly, in the dim, shadowy vision, he saw a terrifying black ghost approaching him, but its figure was blurred as if it could disappear at any moment.
However, in the next instant.
An iron chain clanged, and the cold, heavy chain landed directly on him, rapidly binding him.
A terrifying force came from both ends, as the chain tightened, twisting Leuk Sanâs body.
He was somewhat surprised.
One must know that he is currently in the form of a ghost, if an ordinary ghost controller were attacked like this, they would certainly die instantly.
âSuch methods wonât kill me.â Leuk San said expressionlessly as his body struggled.
The eerie old corpse seemed to awaken at this moment, extraordinarily terrifying; merely struggling caused the chain to creak, while being eroded, the chain was disappearing at a perceptible speed.
He Lianshengâs face showed a look of surprise: âEven this canât trap this guy?â
âBang!â
In the next moment, Leuk San forcefully broke free from the chains, snapping them, leaving only a few marks on that worn old corpse, which quickly faded with time.
He Liansheng glanced behind him.
Three blurred figures were moving together towards Leuk San.
Leuk San decided to counterattack; he didnât want to keep confronting, because his state couldnât last much longer, otherwise, once this old corpse lost control, he would be completely doomed.
His arm slowly moved.
The arm was dark, cyan, with bits of corpse spots, emitting an indelible stench, as if a long-buried corpse had risen again.
But even such an arm lit up the surrounding light once lifted, dispersing the accumulated water in the ancestral hall.
He Liansheng was similarly affected.
At this moment, He Liansheng felt a chill of horror, as if his life was being controlled by that terrifying old corpse, linked together.
This uncontrollable feeling made him realize something was wrong.
Suddenly.
Leuk San suddenly froze, his whole body immobilized, motionless in place.
The emergence of some kind of supernatural power interfered with his actions.
Immediately after, an ethereal figure swiftly approached, a hand with red-painted nails seemed to appear out of thin air, covering Leuk Sanâs face, and then ruthlessly tore off his entire face.
The face was flawless, without a scratch or damage.
Then.
The third ethereal figure was pressed against Leuk Sanâs back.
A flame ignited, and the ethereal figure and Leuk San burned together, just like Li Junâs Ghost Flame.
A series of supernatural attacks were consecutively falling on Leuk San, each one lethal enough to instantly kill an ordinary ghost handler.
Itâs quite astounding that Leuk San could endure for so long.
At this moment, Leuk San was burning and showed no signs of stopping, his whole body rapidly disappearing in the firelight, becoming a pile of ashes.
Did he just die like this before their eyes?
âIs he dead?â He Liansheng frowned, somewhat incredulous.
The pile of ashes before him was indeed real.
But under the cover of the firelight, he could not glimpse more of the truth.
âYour means are indeed terrifying, but thatâs all. Killing one of my paper men is so laborious, and do you know how many such paper men I have?â
But immediately.
On the walls surrounding the shrine, one paper Leuk San after another flipped inside, each paper man had a living face and a terrifyingly old ghostly body under it, just like the one burned earlier.
A dozen paper Leuk Sans appeared, directly besieging He Liansheng.
It turned out the Leuk San that He Liansheng painstakingly eradicated earlier was just one among these dozen paper men.
âThatâs impossible, just nowâŠâ
He Lianshengâs pale eyeballs subtly shifted, initially bewildered, then realizing something.
âI see, itâs that old corpse, everything originates from the corpse under the paper man, that corpse is the final paper man, but not the last one.â
Leuk San said, âNow you understand, but itâs too late, Iâve used my harsh methods, I can fight to the death with anyone in the supernatural circle, and youâre no exception.â
Behind He Liansheng, the ethereal figure twisted and dissipated, seeming to have reached the limit and could not be maintained.
âYou are indeed a dangerous person, precisely because of this I have to kill you.â
All the Leuk Sans surrounded, each possessing a chillingly old corpse, at this moment these corpses all slowly raised their arms, lifting that decaying hand.
The supernatural was being pushed back, the smoke was dissipating.
All the spirit tablets on the shrine began to topple one after another.
The next moment, Leuk Sanâs arm drooped powerlessly.
As if a dying person took their last breath.
This was a supernatural attack capable of forcibly depriving a living personâs life.
Just one could eliminate any ghost handler, and now there were a dozen attacks coming at once.
He Liansheng faced a dozen such terrifying old corpses, before he could think more, life seemed to be forcibly stripped from him, his whole expression was deathly gray, no longer able to move.
Leuk San glanced at him, quickly approaching with one of the paper men, and then lifted a hand to strangle He Lianshengâs neck.
He had seen many cases of ghost handlers coming back to life, so he didnât want it to happen.
With a slight force in his hand, the neck previously slashed by Yang Jian was not yet fully healed, at this moment it was easily removed by him.
âDead for sure.â
Leuk San could not sense the presence of life, thus determining the situation.
He dared not linger here.
Because after a ghost handler dies, comes the revival of fierce ghosts.
After hurriedly throwing down the Dead Manâs Head, he began a swift retreat.
Because the opponentâs last attack had found his weakness, if there were any accomplices still around, he risked being finished.
With the person dead, Leuk San did not want to risk staying longer.
A dozen paper men quickly stepped over the water, climbed the wall, and their footsteps rapidly faded away.
At the scene.
He Lianshengâs headless body still stood there, and a Dead Manâs Head floated on the water.
A moment later.
âDead, dead?â
Boss Liu came out from the back hall, dumbfounded at the scene.
âHow is this possible, how could he be killed by that young guy just like this? Why was the Soul Summoning only able to summon a few souls, and why didnât it summon the most crucial ones?â
He couldnât comprehend or accept that He Liansheng died just like this.
Although that person named Leuk San was indeed formidable, in a true fight, whether He Liansheng would die was another matter, but he could definitely take Leuk San down.
As Boss Liu was wondering.
At the back of the shrine.
That red coffin underwent a change.
First, the spirit tablets on the coffin suddenly shattered into a pile of wood chips, then the heavy coffin lid was abruptly lifted.
A young female corpse sat up, eyes violently opening.
A faceless man nearby heard the commotion and looked this way.
He knew the resurrection was successful.
Because he sensed a trace of life.
The female corpse in the red coffin sat stiffly for quite some time, but the eyes that opened gradually gained some vitality.
âWasnât I already dead?â she looked around, everything seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.
Familiar because the architectural style here was the same as in Taiping Town.
Unfamiliar because everything was flooded, as if submerged.
Finally, when she saw the faceless person standing in the flood not far away, memories abruptly resurfaced.
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