I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 156 - 132: Zhong Gong Tiger-Slaying Array

Throughout the entire square, apart from the conspicuous exorcism arrays set up in various places, the giant pit was the most eye-catching.

Ouyang Haichen’s third eye burst into a ghostly glow, and immediately everything in his vision began to change.

He saw wisps of black energy constantly seeping out from the giant pit, rising into the sky and merging with the night, becoming part of the night sky.

"I found you!" Ouyang Haichen excitedly wagged his tongue and immediately ran towards the large pit.

Seeing a member of the Ghost Race acting alone, Zuo Zonghao immediately waved the big flag, "Southern formation, Heavenly Soldiers!"

On the southern side of Cheng Mansion, a stone tablet suddenly lit up, and an iron-armored official holding a long spear was standing there quietly. Suddenly, his entire suit of armor shone brightly with golden light, immediately making him look as if possessed by heavenly soldiers, awe-inspiring.

"Kill!" The man shouted loudly, instantly charging towards Ouyang Haichen.

His spear moved like a dragon, and wherever it passed, the silhouette of a dragon appeared, sweeping along with the iron-armored official.

The spearhead was a dragon’s head, and the spearman was the Dragon Tamer.

Ouyang Haichen had yet to approach the giant pit when he was intercepted on the spot by the iron-armored official.

Gun Qi was fierce, the cold gleam was sharp.

Ouyang Haichen’s third eye suddenly widened, and he saw the speed of the iron-armored official slowly decreasing, as if entering a space where the flow of time had slowed several times.

Whew!

Ouyang Haichen’s long tongue suddenly darted towards the iron-armored official’s face like a shuttle.

Bam!

The golden shining armor automatically protected its master, forming a barrier that blocked the long tongue four or five fingers away, preventing it from advancing further.

This evenly matched confrontation on this side was just as intense on the other side with the Ghost Race. Faced with the dual obstacles of saber energy and the sticky, soft ground, these Ghost Race members each used their own unique skills.

A Ghost Race member with a skeletal ashen face and sunken, pupil-less eyes took out a black tattered bag as tall as a person. Immediately, he shook it, and scrawny gray corpses started crawling out one after another, immediately rushing towards various formations within Cheng Mansion, attempting to destroy them.

Though the tattered bag didn’t look big, more than thirty corpses ran out in one go, leaving everyone watching stunned and horrified.

At the same time, other Ghost Race members also used various methods, such as spitting green poison water that vaporized upon touching the ground, turning into toxic mist.

Some placed their hands on the ground, their ten fingers piercing into the soil and breaking through to form stone giants that wreaked havoc everywhere.

When Qin Yuesheng and Qi Feng ran into Cheng Mansion, they were met with this chaotic scene of ghostly turmoil and a supernatural battle.

Qi Feng was instantly stunned: "This, this is the Ghost Race? It’s terrifying."

Having previously encountered and fought against the Ghost Race, Qin Yuesheng was more accustomed to such scenes. He didn’t have time to be stunned and directly charged at the nearest ghostly demon with the Evil-Subduing Saber in hand.

Although Bai Hao had been mentally prepared, he couldn’t help feeling shocked when really confronting the Ghost Race.

He saw with his own eyes a man with a graying head and an unusually large mouth transform in a blink into a towering figure like two people stacked together, his body swelling and bloated, becoming a massive muscular beast. The giant mouth, with its corners reaching the ears, seemed capable of swallowing an adult man whole.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

"I am Famine, specialized in stealing food from your Human Race granaries." Saliva constantly dripped from the large mouth of this Ghost Race member: "I can’t hold back any longer, I think you must be very delicious."

Bai Hao’s face darkened, and he stepped forward, throwing a punch at the Ghost Race member.

Bai Hao’s fists were sharp with Inner Strength, and a double punch hit Famine’s abdomen squarely.

His Inner Strength surged continuously, making Famine’s entire belly ripple like water, forming two dented fist impressions.

Though it seemed powerful, Bai Hao’s face showed no pride, only growing more serious, as he could clearly feel that his strike had no effect on Famine at all.

The opponent’s belly was too soft, like water, directly dissipating all his strength.

A strong wind approached his ears, and Bai Hao looked up to see a massive palm descending heavily. He quickly intended to retreat swiftly, but at that moment, Famine’s belly suddenly wrinkled, tightly enveloping Bai Hao’s hands.

This astonishing entangling force made it impossible for Bai Hao to break free for a moment, leaving him unable to resist as Famine’s hand violently pressed down on him.

"My life is over!" A hint of despair appeared in Bai Hao’s eyes.

"Lord Bai!" But just then, a ferocious saber energy about ten feet long abruptly shot in, colliding heavily with Famine’s hand.

Splurt!

Hunger Disaster’s palm was instantly slashed with a bone-deep cut, causing Hunger Disaster to yelp in pain and immediately release Bai Hao’s hand from his grip.

Qin Yuesheng grabbed Bai Hao’s shoulder and quickly pulled him away from Hunger Disaster.

"Lord Bai, are you okay?" Qin Yuesheng asked, setting Bai Hao down.

Looking at the young man before him, who was recruited into the Seven Stars Bureau not long ago, Bai Hao couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.

But the current situation clearly didn’t allow him to do so. After setting Bai Hao aside, Qin Yuesheng immediately turned around and charged toward Hunger Disaster again.

Compared to Pestilence, Hunger Disaster was clearly a combat-type Ghost Race, and it was evident at a glance that his strength was formidable.

Seeing Qin Yuesheng rescue Bai Hao, who was supposed to be his meal, Hunger Disaster was immediately furious and swung a palm at Qin Yuesheng.

The palm seemed simple, but the accompanying sound was astonishing. Qin Yuesheng’s robe and hair swayed in the wind generated by the palm strike, but Qin Yuesheng wasn’t intimidated.

In terms of palm strikes, how could his Great Vajra Palm be inferior to others?

Great Vajra Palm!

In Hunger Disaster’s eyes, behind Qin Yuesheng, a Vajra manifestation appeared with eyes wide open, chanting ethereal Buddhist chants.

Boom!

Qin Yuesheng’s giant golden Palm Seal directly collided with Hunger Disaster’s wheel-like palm, instantly causing Hunger Disaster’s arm to fracture inch by inch, with blood spurting out.

The entire arm exploded from the base.

"Ah!!!" Hunger Disaster roared angrily. Qin Yuesheng seized the opportunity and struck consecutively with his Great Vajra Palm. Even with the immense inner strength consumption, Qin Yuesheng delivered a total of three strikes. Hunger Disaster’s entire body immediately had its bones shattered, flesh burst, leaving a mass of mush.

"You..." Despite this, Hunger Disaster still exhibited incredible vitality and wasn’t completely dead. Seeing him able to speak, Qin Yuesheng hurriedly approached and slashed down, severing the massive head from the mushy mass.

At this time in the square, there was not only Qin Yuesheng, but other places where officials from the Seven Stars Bureau were also battling the Ghost Race. Each Ghost Race member had different innate abilities, making it somewhat tricky for martial artists with slightly weaker strength to deal with them.

Zuo Zonghao sat stationed on the high platform, overseeing the entire situation.

Seeing the Ghost Race battling his subordinate officials, Zuo Zonghao waved a large flag, activating the final formation.

"Northern Array, harness the city’s fate!"

To the north of the Cheng Mansion, an official seal placed on a wooden table instantly floated into the air, unleashing a large amount of orange light, which then enveloped the entire Cheng Mansion.

Instantly, everyone’s body was invigorated, and the officials of the Seven Stars Bureau felt a surge of new strength, making their battle efforts more effective, while the Ghost Race members felt their bodies grow heavier and their minds duller.

Ouyang Haichen was currently engaged with the ’Heavenly Soldier’ when he suddenly sensed these changes. After Zuo Zonghao sequentially activated four Exorcism Arrays, he managed to stall all the Ghost Race members. At this rate, their disadvantage would likely worsen.

In an instant, his third eye glowed brighter, immobilizing the ’Heavenly Soldier’ completely. Ouyang Haichen extended a tongue, though somewhat obstructed, still piercing through and entering that Seven Stars Bureau official’s body.

Gulp gulp gulp!

Ouyang Haichen gulped down, visibly shrinking the Seven Stars Bureau official’s body, while his armor was rendered useless.

Vigorously discarding the corpse, Ouyang Haichen quickly sprinted toward the giant pit. However, just as he reached the edge, thousands of white light chains emerged from within, tightly enclosing the giant pit without any gap to enter.

"Damn it, I’ll have to call for help." Ouyang Haichen said hatefully.

Reaching into his robe, he pulled out a bamboo tube and thrust it into the ground.

The bamboo tube embedded straight into the ground, releasing a black light that shot up into the sky, finally exploding across the night sky.

"What is this!" Qin Yuesheng exclaimed, cutting down a corpse with a saber, then taking out the Exorcism Toad to check, seeing the values on the glass plate exceed a thousand mark.

"Such strong malice." Zuo Zonghao said grimly. Although he didn’t know what method Ouyang Haichen used, the emergence of such intense malice made the situation precarious.

"We cannot let this person live." Zuo Zonghao’s eyes turned cold as he reinserted the flag back into place and bit down on his finger, beginning to smear it on the flagpole.

Chanting a certain incantation, the flagpole began to move without wind, and a murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire Cheng family mansion.

From east, west, south, and north, energies flew toward the high platform, merging into the banner, as a vague gigantic half-body figure appeared above the platform.

Though the figure was indistinct, its intimidating presence was palpable. Holding a nine-ringed large gold saber, it made everyone present feel a chill down their spine, as if they were prey being stared at by a hunter.

"Zhong Gong Tiger-Slaying Array!" Qi Feng exclaimed.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, as Zuo Zonghao pointed at Ouyang Haichen, the figure immediately raised the nine-ringed large gold saber, descending with mountain-splitting force at Ouyang Haichen’s location.