Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1132 - 436: Fishing for Ghosts Among the Ba People (Part 2)
He gently shook the fishing rod in his hand, attaching a few invisible souls to the bodies of several villagers.
In this world, there’s always been the saying "possessed by spirits." Once the souls enter the body, the possessed villagers start causing trouble, clamoring to divide the fish first, disregarding Zhou Xuan’s set rules,
even though friends and family around them try to persuade them, they completely ignore Zhou Xuan’s scorching gaze.
This is Wan Gui Yi’s move—disrupt people’s hearts, making Zhou Xuan lose face.
Zhou Xuan, don’t you think you have the right to set order? Let me create some chaos and see how you maintain your order.
But his small gesture of moving the fishing rod did not escape Zhou Xuan’s eye.
Zhou Xuan coldly smiled in his heart. He was just looking for someone to establish some authority, and here someone comes to serve themselves.
What does establishing authority mean?
Without killing a couple of people, without letting bloody red serve as a warning on the street, what authority is there to establish?
At this thought, Zhou Xuan immediately put on the Tao Ancestor’s mask, stomped a Dragon Walk-Tiger Step, and a great Dragon Force rose from the ground, changing the winds and clouds, pressing those noisy villagers to lie prone on the ground,
at the same time, his foot power doubled, and the Dragon Force entered the villagers’ bodies.
The souls that possessed and disrupted people’s hearts were extremely afraid of the Dragon Force, and in the absence of the master’s order, hurried to escape,
Seeing this, Wan Gui Yi also feared his souls would be damaged, hastily took the fishing rod to fish, but before he could exert force, Zhou Xuan pointed with his right hand, condensing the "Infinite of Saint" from the Gorge True Scripture.
The Power of Saint can shatter the world’s hardest, let alone a mere soul.
"Ghostly sneaks dare to act up before a Saint."
With a shout from Zhou Xuan, the Saint’s aura condensed in a finger, instantly shattering those souls to pieces.
"You!"
Wan Gui Yi was frustrated, still unwilling to concede, glaring at Zhou Xuan.
Yet, Zhou Xuan crossed his arms, calmly saying, "Wan Gui Yi, how bold of you. I’ve established rules to divide the fish, and you assign souls to disturb my peace."
These words made Wan Gui Yi even more furious from his liver.
He was angry, not at Zhou Xuan’s accusation but because—such high and mighty reproach could only be spoken by him in Yellow Field Prefecture!
"You stole my lines?"
Wan Gui Yi’s form fluttered down silently from the tree like a falling leaf, standing firmly on the ground, he immediately questioned Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Xuan then said, "Didn’t I just say, whoever breaks my rules, I shall slice without mercy?"
As soon as the word "slice" was spoken,
Wan Gui Yi almost laughed—slice me? Slice me within the realm of Yellow Field Prefecture?
"Do you know who I am...?"
Wan Gui Yi’s words were halfway through when Yun Ziliang stepped forward.
His Daoist robe billowed, with nine restless large dragon cloud patterns, a mighty presence no longer concealed, sweeping the sycamore leaves off the entire street, swirling them in the strong wind.
Yun Ziliang laughed coldly and said, "If my great master wants to slice you, then I shall slice you."
Feeling the boundless aura, Wan Gui Yi immediately realized—Zhou Xuan’s "no mercy slicing" wasn’t just talk, he was serious?
A momentary panic struck him unreasonably,
fortunately this panic was neither lasting nor intense, the prestige of Yellow Field Prefecture’s people holding up his courage.
After strong self-restraint over that fluster, he asked, "Do you know who I am? I am Wan Gui Yi of the Ba People, east of Yellow Field Prefecture is all our Ba people’s territory."
"So, you are the Ba people’s ghostly old man. After you die, in the depths of the Netherworld, if you meet your ancestors ’Tian Jun,’ remember to tell him that the one who killed you was Yun Ziliang, the Dragon Seeking Grandmaster of Hidden Dragon Mountain."
Yun Ziliang finished his harsh words, his steps began to change, Dragon Walk-Tiger Step, shortening the ground with every step.
The distance between him and Wan Gui Yi, originally several tens of meters, was covered in an instant, confronting his opponent,
As soon as he faced Wan Gui Yi, he inscribed an ancient "mountain" character on the ground with his right foot and instantly vanished using ghostly body movements.
"Where’d he go?"
Wan Gui Yi swung the rod toward Yun Ziliang, the rod appeared hookless and lineless but actually had both,
using "incense as string, hidden talisman as hook, bloodlust as bait," this set of string and hook could reach into the depths of a living person’s soul,
Once hooked firmly, it could pull the opponent’s soul out of the body alive.
For many years, Wan Gui Yi had forcibly fished out the souls of many experts from their bodies.
But now, before he swung the hook, Yun Ziliang vanished, leaving unsure of his whereabouts.
He quickly released his perception to feel Yun Ziliang’s form, only to hear a shout above his head,
"Your Mr. Yun is here."
Startled by the voice, Wan Gui Yi looked up quickly, seeing the sky with a Daoist robe gently descending, and around him wrapped nine large dragons.
One dragon added one point of aura to Yun Ziliang,
nine dragons added nine points of aura to Yun Ziliang,
the dragon and man merged into one, extremely impressive aura.
"This isn’t good, the Dragon Seeker Taoist’s Dragon Force is complete."
Wan Gui Yi originally intended to fish Yun Ziliang’s soul with his rod, but upon reflection felt the opponent’s aura already soared to its peak, competing head-on would be unwise,
"Better to retreat first and avoid the strike."
Wan Gui Yi immediately intended to flee, but as soon as he moved, he found his feet unable to move an inch.
Glancing down, he saw a single ancient "mountain" character on the ground.
