Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 104 - 89: Xiong Family’s Nightmare, Sweeping Invincibility (Part 2)
Yin Mountain Ancestor!
The Yin Mountain Sect honors the Yin Mountain Ancestor as the Ancestral Master, and this Yin Mountain Banner is the lifelong devotion of Xiong Guanchen, with all his Daoist Cultivation resting upon it.
Rumble...
The Yin Mountain Banner suddenly shook, the Yin wind howled, sweeping away and shattering the ghost shadows everywhere.
The Xiong Family members immediately felt a slight relief.
"Uncle, you’ve lived half your life, and you still don’t know what a ghost is." Xiong Sanqi spoke softly.
The Elixir Book says that even those who have achieved Daoist Skill will inevitably face death, leaving their withered bones in the Mortal World, and regardless of their rank in life, they are ultimately known as ghosts, hence the term ghost.
The living are endless, and so are ghosts.
Rumble...
Xiong Sanqi remained unmoved, and the Outer Scenery around him grew even more vivid, with dense shadows of people appearing all around, almost filling the entire village; they seemed to have always lived here, climbing out from graves, from withered bones, with rotting flesh breeding maggots, unaware of life or death...
Ravens cawed constantly, and dogs’ cries were occasionally heard. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
People bore ghostly looks, and ghosts stole human spirit.
In broad daylight, encountering people was mostly encountering ghosts, while meeting ghosts at dusk would make one suspect them to be people.
The deceased filled the ground, human smokestacks overturned, and the wind gradually aged the bones of the dead.
...
Though he stood in the Red Dust of the Mortal World, all he beheld was a purgatorial scene, with ghostly shadows wailing across the sky and corpses strewn everywhere in jagged heaps, the surging ghostly air instantly tearing apart the swaying Yin Mountain Banner.
"Ah..."
Finally, an elder of the Xiong Family could no longer endure the Outer Scenery, his Primordial Spirit shattered, and he fell to the ground, his breath faint as a thread.
"Xiong Sanqi, do you intend to commit great slaughter?" Xiong Baoping formed Seals with his hands, guarding his mind, his face contorted in extreme pain.
Clearly, being within such an Outer Scenery, he too was struggling greatly, yet with people collapsing around him, he could only shout in anger.
"With a Heart Demon within, one will inevitably fall into the Outer Scenery..." Xiong Sanqi said indifferently, expressionless: "Your cultivation is not there yet."
"Too powerful... The Yin Mountain Ghost King, just as the rumors said."
"Could this man really be invincible?"
In the vast Xiong Family Village, only the Ancestral Hall remained unaffected, seemingly intentionally bypassed by Xiong Sanqi to allow Zhang Fan to act freely.
At this moment, whether it was Xiong Qianxing, Xiong Qianshan, or even Xiong Ba, they all were deeply shocked.
Though they hadn’t fallen into the Outer Scenery, they could perceive the situation outside with their Primordial Spirits.
That man truly was single-handedly controlling the entire Xiong Family, with the Outer Scenery creating a Demonic Aspect, and none could break free.
The rumors were true, no wonder this man could cause such turmoil in the Xiong Family ten years ago.
Now, it seems the Yin Mountain Ghost King truly is without restraints, regarding all dharma lineages, clans, bloodlines, and incense offerings as nothing in his eyes.
With a single thought, he could cause heaven-shaking changes, and with another, he could wield Divine Techniques freely, as if nothing could halt his steps.
"Good opportunity, Brother Fan, you go inside first, leave this to me."
Xiong Ba snapped awake instantly, such a rare opportunity was one in ten thousand, and perhaps only now could Zhang Fan enter the Xiong Family Ancestral Hall without any hindrance.
"Can you handle it?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, unsure of how long the obstruction outside could last.
"Don’t worry, I haven’t been idle these days with you." Xiong Ba licked his lips, eyes filled with unprecedented fighting spirit.
He had been suppressed for too long, unable to act freely with his Daoist Skill, and now was the perfect time to make a display and prove himself.
"Okay."
Zhang Fan nodded heavily, and without being pretentious, he took a step, like a shadow, darting towards the depths of the Xiong Family Ancestral Hall.
"Looking for death."
Xiong Qianshan’s face suddenly darkened, he flashed forward to intercept.
"Xiong Qianshan, your opponent is me."
At this moment, Xiong Ba was already a step ahead, blocking in front of Xiong Qianshan.
"Xiong Ba, you worthless fool, do you think with secret training and some rudimentary Gathering Yin to Form Evil skills, you can show off in front of me?" Xiong Qianshan said coldly.
He wasn’t a fool like Xiong Qianxing; his skills were outstanding among the younger Xiong Family members.
Buzz...
Without any unnecessary words, Xiong Qianshan’s body lightly trembled, True Yang surging, Returning to Taiyin, circulating throughout his body, transforming into Profound Profound Evil Qi, instantaneously covering his body.
The temperature around them dropped significantly, and even Xiong Qianxing couldn’t help but take a step back in the face of such an ominous aura.
Compared to this, what Xiong Ba showed that day wasn’t even a fraction of Xiong Qianshan’s power in Refining Yin into Evil.
"If you don’t retreat, you’ll die!" Xiong Qianshan said mercilessly.
Screech...
At this moment, Xiong Ba shed his coat, forming Hand Seals with both hands.
"Hmm!?" Xiong Qianshan’s gaze deepened, as he watched Xiong Ba forming the Seal, revealing a chilling look.
"This isn’t a Daoist Skill of the Yin Mountain Sect."
"One burning incense of True Fragrance, golden boy and jade girl descend to Yao; may this incense reach the Qinghua Mansion, to entreat the Taiyi Celestial Venerable of Salvation."
Xiong Ba stepped onto the Celestial Spirit, looking solemn, chanting words, and with a sound of chant, True Yang surged like fire, rushing towards the Celestial Spirit.
"Taiyin Technique, Life-saving Skill!?"
In that moment, Xiong Qianshan’s eyes twitched suddenly, finally showing a heavy expression.
...
Xiong Family Village entrance.
Everyone remained trapped in the Outer Scenery, struggling bitterly, with people constantly falling, only Xiong Guanchen’s expression suddenly changed, and he couldn’t help but turn to look at the ancestral shrine.
"That little ghost went into the ancestral hall..."
As he spoke, Xiong Guanchen looked at Xiong Sanqi with a chilling expression.
"Did you come for him? Who on earth is that little ghost?"
Upon hearing this, even Xiong Baoping showed an unusual expression.
Someone like Xiong Qianqian who roamed wild without fear of restrictions, holding no regard even for clan and blood relatives, now, for the sake of a little ghost, he didn’t hesitate to break his vow, return to Yujing, and even suppress the entire Xiong Family by himself.
This was truly unbelievable.
"Uncle, when you’re old, it’s better to be a bit muddle-headed, otherwise, it’s easy to die early." Xiong Sanqi said indifferently.
"Do you really think I can’t suppress you?" Xiong Guanchen said coldly.
"Otherwise, what are you waiting for? Waiting to become a coffin plank?" Xiong Sanqi said indifferently.
"Soul Summoning Boy, Hundred Ghosts Lower City."
"Raise the Upper Celestial Net, lower the Ground Web."
"Honored by Soul Refining, return to the bones and request death."
"Yin Mountain Ancestor, Imperial Ghost Refinement."
...
A black stream surged at Xiong Guanchen’s brow, suddenly transforming into a Talisman, forming Seals with his hands as he chanted.
Suddenly, a terrifying roar emerged from the Xiong Ancestrals’ Daoist Temple.
Immediately after, an eerie figure soared into the sky like a black cloud, with the Yin wind howling and dark waves expelled, a pair of large hands reached out like ghostly claws, tearing apart the eerie Outer Scenery.
"This is..."
"Ghost General!!!"
"It’s done... the foundation of our Xiong Family is established."
Everyone couldn’t contain their joy, as the main skill of the Yin Mountain Xiong Family was the Ghost Refining Technique.
Over the years, the Xiong Family had exhausted countless resources and paid enormous costs, even depleting the Yellow Springs left by Xiong Sanqi back then, all for the sake of refining this Ghost General.
This entity was something that even High Skill practitioners found troubling.
In the sky, the blob of dark figure stirred like a thick ink cloud, though it was bright daylight, it turned pitch-black above, ghostly wails unending, chilling the hearts of those who heard it...
Stars were called upon, ghosts lured to feast, mountain specters feasted on human life, evoking a chilling atmosphere.
"Xiong Sanqi, it’s been ten years, refining this Ghost General was to prepare for today." Xiong Guanchen said in a deep voice.
Ten years ago, he hadn’t really considered any vow seriously, he had already anticipated this day.
For this, he did not hesitate to pay the price, mobilizing the whole clan’s power to refine the Ghost General, precisely to restrain Xiong Sanqi.
"Do you have any last words?" Xiong Guanchen asked confidently.
"Not bad, not bad..." Xiong Sanqi couldn’t help but clap, looking at the swirling mass of dark clouds in the sky, showing appreciation.
"The Xiong Family has indeed improved over the years..."
Upon these words, a proud expression emerged on Xiong Baoping’s face, no longer fearful as before, appearing confident.
"But..."
At this moment, Xiong Sanqi abruptly changed his tone, suddenly saying, "These kinds of things... I have twelve of them..."
As he spoke, Xiong Sanqi’s body quivered violently, a thick black mist escaping from within him, resembling the onset of night, accompanied by twelve terrifying phantoms.
