Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 66: Weakness Limits Chen Zhuan’s Imagination!_1
Fan Wu’s soul questioning had completely stumped Chen Zhuan.
But for the moment, he didn’t know how to refute it because he felt that what Fan Wu said...
Hiss!
Actually made some sense!
Could it be... that it was because his cultivation level was relatively low that he needed talismans to open his Heavenly Eye and see through the falsehoods of those ghosts?
Whereas Daoist Priest Fan, being a high-level cultivator, already had transcendent vision without the need for any external aids or special training of his eyes.
Could see right through the ghosts?
Chen Zhuan glanced at the Delusion Breaking Talisman in his hand and subtly tucked it away.
He realized that this disciple of the old Heavenly Master seemed very formidable!
Much more so than he had imagined!
At least...
He should be a bit stronger than himself.
Just then, Fan Wu’s voice rang out again, "I’ll go have a look."
"Eh?" Chen Zhuan saw Fan Wu’s movement and couldn’t help but hurriedly say, "Taoist Priest, aren’t you going to set up an altar for the ritual? Setting up an altar right here seems a bit safer, doesn’t it?"
"Not necessary," Fan Wu didn’t know the first thing about setting up an altar for a ritual. And even if he did, he was too lazy to bother with it.
A simple punch or kick should easily do the job.
Why make things so unnecessarily complicated? 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Under the gaze of the others, whether shocked, puzzled, or timid,
Fan Wu walked towards the Chaos Burial Mound surrounded by an ominous aura.
Helpless,
Chen Zhuan had no choice but to follow and said, "Xiaoxiao, stay here and protect this scholar. Remember, also be wary of this scholar; when out and about, you can’t just trust anyone."
Chen Xiaoxiao was perplexed, "Ah? Daddy, can’t I follow?"
"Two... two heroes, are you leaving me here?" The scholar became even more panicked, for he could see now,
This middle-aged man with a beard and the strong man in a Daoist robe were both extraordinary individuals.
Staying close to such extraordinary individuals might be safer.
Being protected by a young girl?
The scholar swallowed his saliva in secret.
This young girl looked as small as a pea; having her protect him seemed less safe than taking the risk to follow them.
Chen Zhuan frowned and said, "Fine, you all come along! Especially you, scholar, remember not to stray more than five steps from me. Otherwise, if we encounter any danger, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you in time."
The group followed Fan Wu and arrived at the Chaos Burial Mound.
Looking around, they indeed saw a field of desolate graves.
And the temperature here was noticeably colder and rather spooky.
Just as Chen Zhuan was about to say something,
He was shocked to see that the disciple of the old Heavenly Master entered the area of disordered graves empty-handed,
As if he were not afraid of the ghosts at all!
This...
Wasn’t that a bit too reckless!?
What if there were powerful vengeful ghosts?
Just as this thought had surfaced in his mind, a very cold and eerie breeze blew by. Even Chen Zhuan, a cultivator, felt an unbearable chill to the bone.
"Trouble!" Chen Zhuan cried out with alarm, "There are ferocious ghosts in this burial ground!"
"Daoist Priest Fan, quickly..."
Before he could finish his sentence,
He saw ghostly white figures materializing before his eyes, almost one on top of each tomb!
Some were like wandering souls, so ethereal that it seemed a gust of wind could blow them away.
Others had soul bodies more substantial than wandering souls, with a faint evil qi about them; these were already malicious ghosts capable of harming people.
There were even some with extremely solid soul bodies, exuding a thick evil qi! Although they were not Chen Zhuan’s match, they were still enough to keep him vigilant.
But what alarmed Chen Zhuan the most was on one of the grave mounds...
There was a sinister half-green, half-red figure!
"Ghosts are weakest as wandering souls, white-clothed come next, blue-clothed are particularly malevolent, and red-clothed are the most deadly! This ghost, in half-green and half-red clothing, lies between the blue-clothed and red-clothed and is very fierce!"
Chen Zhuan was on high alert, and with a grave expression, he said, "There are such powerful ghosts in this place!"
"Xiaoxiao, take good care of yourself. Tonight, I’m afraid we are in for a fierce... Huh? Girl, what’s with that expression on your face, what’s going on here?"
Chen Xiaoxiao pointed in the direction of Chaos Burial Mound, her tone shaken as she said, "Dad... Daddy, that Taoist Priest, he just walked straight over there!"
"What?" Chen Zhuan was startled and hurriedly turned to look.
At that moment, he was nearly dumbfounded!
He saw.
Fan Wu, without any magic artifact in his hands, had somehow already broken into the midst of the ghosts. His towering body bathed in the resentful Qi, his entire figure seeming rather ethereal.
Fan Wu looked at a wandering soul in front of him.
His face showed neither sorrow nor joy, and his tone was very stable as he uttered two words, "Step aside."
The volume of Fan Wu’s voice wasn’t very loud, but in the eyes of the wandering soul, it was like a bolt of thunder striking down!
The wandering soul didn’t even have time to let out a scream.
Its drifting soul body instantly disintegrated!
Two words...
Shattered a wandering soul!
He stepped on an abandoned grave mound, his gaze fixed straight ahead at the throng of wronged spirits and evil ghosts, a string of different attribute information appeared before his eyes.
[Weak Wandering Soul—Life: 44—Power: 0.5—Skill: None]
[Blue-Clothed Evil Ghost—Life: 141—Power: 4.9—Skill: Phantom Sound]
[Buried Alive Ghost—Life: 202—Power: 5.8—Skill: Yin Earth]
[...]
To Fan Wu’s eyes, not a single wandering ghost could escape detection.
Without exception, they were all weak!
Even the ghost that made Chen Zhuan feel like he was facing a formidable enemy was just of an average standard in Fan Wu’s eyes, barely qualifying as a... rather ordinary elite monster!
[Soon-to-Transform Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost—Life: 499—Power: 8.99—Skills: Soul Devouring, Illusion Technique, Absorb Yang Energy, Cloak Sight...]
This was the fierce ghost halfway between a Blue-Clothed and a Red-Clothed one, also the strongest fierce ghost within Chaos Burial Mound.
As he looked at these ghosts, Fan Wu suddenly realized...
The followers of The Great Revered One were quite formidable indeed.
Compared to the wild ghosts out here... those followers of The Great Revered One were truly ferocious!
At this moment, Fan Wu could feel waves of malice attacking him.
He could also sense the greed of the ghosts.
They certainly wanted to absorb his Yang energy, devour his soul, and feast on his flesh.
However...
Fan Wu had discovered their intentions and ideas, but it seemed they had not realized what Fan Wu was thinking.
In Fan Wu’s eyes, these ghosts before him...
Each one was a walking Attribute Point.
He took the initiative to move forward again!
At this moment, his action was like poking a hornet’s nest.
One after another, the ghosts, full of malice and greed, lunged at him with the posture of ferocious ghosts pouncing on their prey.
They surged towards him.
"This is bad! Daoist Priest Fan is being too aggressive. These ghosts are all ferocious evil spirits, and they won’t reason with anyone."
Chen Zhuan was frantic, immediately pulling out a large number of talismans from his bosom, ready to go forward and pull Fan Wu back.
But the next second.
He couldn’t help but stop in his tracks.
Because he saw...
A ferocious evil ghost that lunged at Fan Wu was casually caught by him with a single hand, his five fingers firmly grasping the evil ghost’s skull.
With just a little force.
Bam!
Gone in a puff of smoke!
Chen Zhuan stood rooted to the spot as he watched this happen right before his eyes.
Several talismans slipped through his fingers to the ground, and he was as if unaware of what happened.
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