Twilight Boundary-Chapter 812 - 800: Tieguanyin

"Heaven and earth shine, a hundred weapons ask for punishment!"

The wind began to howl through Shangjing City, as the mana of this enormous altar converged and surged.

For the first time, Er Guotou set up such a grand altar because Hu Ma now served as the suppression object within it. He felt this unimaginable vast mana, and began to recite the Chains Curse from the Ghost Walking Hu Family, which led to various changes in the city.

The reincarnators found themselves in a state of panic. Each possessed their skills, yet it was their first encounter with such circumstances. Their lifebound spirits were unsure of where to invest their power. Despite being pulled to the ground by Er Guotou, they felt as if they could float into the air at any moment.

At that moment, Er Guotou directed an Execution Spell at the flesh and blood pill furnace.

The invisible pain and torment made the flesh and blood pill furnace seemingly to suffer, and the surging evil air slightly retracted.

Then followed the Chains Curse.

The Wang's Mansion, combined with the Life-Knowing Hall in front of it, covered an expansive area of a thousand acres. Now, with Er Guotou's incantation, the entire residence seemed to become soft.

Piece by piece, it voyaged towards the contents inside Wang Family's Pharmacy, the roof layers resembling scales, and columns like chains, pressing down on those things that had already escaped from the pharmacy, as if binding them in shackles.

Swiftly, Er Guotou started leaping within the altar, uttering the Erasure Spell.

Within this altar, it seemed to appear an extremely mysterious and insoluble scene. Each word he spoke seemed to transform into talismans, gliding down from the sky, drifting towards the flesh and blood pill furnace, dissolving the evil air surging within.

With each talisman, the evil air was dispelled further, reducing its effect on the outside, and bringing tranquility.

Even the shadows entwining the reincarnators seemed to thin slightly.

"I can't hold it, hurry up..."

During the casting, Er Guotou glanced at Hu Ma with urgency and anxiety.

"This altar is effective, however, it can only suppress the thing, not kill it."

Hu Ma understood Er Guotou's gaze, and dared not delay. He was already burdened by seven Ghost Altars, slowing his movements.

Nevertheless, with the power of the nine columns of Tao, he performed the Gang Step and wielded his sleeves, invoking the eighth Ghost Altar from Old Yin Mountain, which carried a powerful aura, flying directly towards Shangjing City.

But one altar was not enough. Without hesitation, he called upon the ninth and tenth altars.

The dharma method recorded in the Age Suppressing Book could only trap that thing temporarily.

Only with the Twelve Ghost Altars could it be truly suppressed, severing its desire to enter the human world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One altar after another fell, some landing in different locations around Shangjing City, others placed before the incense table.

With each summoned altar, the flesh and blood pill furnace growing beneath the earth sank further, seemingly retreating back underground.

In fact, when Hu Ma summoned more than nine Ghost Altars, Shangjing City's weight surpassed that of the Ten Surnames Ancestral Hall previously pressed upon it, and the force pushing outward had evaporated, making it impossible to truly enter the human world.

Yet amidst this process, it seemed to comprehend something.

Tai Sui possessed an instinct to enter this world, but at this moment, it seemed to abandon such instinct, separating itself.

Its colossal body was pressed back underground, yet parts of its flesh accompanied by the pill furnace fell heavily to the surface, still writhing and morphing atop the pill furnace.

"Trouble!"

Standing within the altar, Er Guotou perceived keenly, recognizing this scene, his expression drastically changed.

Attempts to enter the human world could be repelled.

When parts truly fell into the human realm, they could not be pushed back. Upon entering, it instantly became part of this world.

"Just the opportunity for trial!"

At this time, Hu Ma clenched his teeth, exchanged a glance with Er Guotou, while his soul light manifested, as the candle's flame illuminated the shadow behind him.

Originally a single shadow, it clearly began to tear apart, enlarging into a form with three heads and six arms, the middle head treading the Gang Step, to continue invoking the last two Ghost Altars from Old Yin Mountain.

The left head, fierce and menacing, decisively gazed towards the pharmacy's direction, extending two arms.

One arm held the Treasure Seal, pressing towards that direction.

The Treasure Seal left by Lao Junmei was indescribably heavy, able to suppress immortal qi.

The other hand raised high, as outside the city, golden light surged like a comet.

It was indeed the Demon Suppression Golden Mace.

Hu Ma, in the altar, raised his hand high, smashing it towards the pill room's direction.

Initially, witnessing its restraint against the Golden Armored Warriors, one might never consider using the Demon Suppression Golden Mace to strike it.

The principles were clear, the Demon Suppression Golden Mace targeted worldly objects, severing contemporary ghostly gods.

Yet descending from heaven, the Demon Suppression Golden Mace theoretically couldn't suppress it.

This time, intent on summoning the Twelve Ghost Altars, suppressing that thing, and proving the final method from the Age Suppressing Book, Hu Ma still utilized it without reservation.

Holding tense nerves, he watched as the entity from Wang Family's Pharmacy was solidly suppressed by the Six-Character Treasure Seal, even the Purple Qi was extracted, then the Demon Suppression Golden Mace crashed down decisively.

"Boom!"

The flesh and blood pill furnace shattered instantly, the writhing flesh transforming in the blink of an eye into surging purple qi, roaring forth like invisible thunder, striking into the pitch-black night sky from below.

The entire Shangjing City seemed to suddenly clear up, the shadow overhead brushed away with a wave of the hand.

"Holy crap..."

Er Guotou could hardly believe his eyes, trembling as he glanced at Hu Ma.

"That's right..."

Hu Ma's expression was slightly excited as he said to Er Guotou, "The dharma method left in the Age Suppressing Book is indeed useful..."

"This... this is the magic used to slaughter the Tai Sui!"

"..."

As they exchanged glances, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, understanding in their hearts that the behemoth just slain was only a part left in the human world, but it was enough that it could be killed.

"Buzz!"

However, this action seemed to have further angered the entity beneath Shangjing City. Clearly suppressed, it was reignited with furious instinct due to this rebellious act, causing a massive tremor that tilted Shangjing City as if the heavens and earth were turned upside down.

Yet at the same time, Hu Ma was not idle, multitasking and had already summoned two more altars.

The Twelve Ghost Altars returned to their positions, and as these two ghost altars pressed above Shangjing City, the tilted city immediately straightened. The inhabitants of Shangjing City seemed to be suddenly jerked upright as if pulled.

"What's that commotion?"

Meanwhile, in the blue mist-covered area where the original ancestral hall was, Granny in the Hu Family Ancestral Hall was suddenly startled.

Outside the ancestral hall, the Ancestor Temple Elder gently sighed, "It's your Hu family's grandson, all grown up."

"He has summoned back the Twelve Ghost Altars and suppressed the Tai Sui underground."

"The fate of the world, delayed for twenty-three years after Douyi's demise, is starting to move forward again..."

"..."

Granny seemed a bit sad: "I watched him grow up, saw him become sensible, waited here for his return, yet now, I can't understand what he's doing at all. It's all because of those stubborn fools who died, they kept everything a secret from me."

"Don't complain. I'm an outsider, so I can see more clearly."

The Ancestor Temple Elder sighed, "They kept it from you because a Hu family member had to guard him."

"They trusted only you to raise a Hu family child the way they should be."

"Of course, your temper isn't great either, very straightforward, not suited for these complicated matters..."

"But you just need to know that the twenty-odd years of suffering you endured weren't in vain. The ones from your Hu family have taken on the heavy responsibility, and it's time for those from the other world to understand the burden they carry."

"It seems those lawless guys, after this setback, will finally understand their place. They're not evil spirits; that's what your Hu Family determined back then..."

"They are deities after all, invited down from heaven, but without someone setting up the altar, deities too cannot stand in the human world."

"..."

"..."

"State Preceptor, the pill furnace, the pill furnace has been destroyed..."

Far from Shangjing City, the Wang Family's Master followed the State Preceptor forward, but kept glancing back.

Upon sensing something, he reluctantly paused, his voice trembling.

The State Preceptor halted slightly, but continued walking forward, only his voice carried a hint of helplessness: "We thought it was a celestial root, but they regarded it merely as a cursed seed. So, we offered sacrifices, and they slew demons; isn't that a mutually beneficial thing?"

"Yet I don't know whether the Ancestral Master choosing the Hu Family instead of us was the right or wrong decision?"

"..."

"Is it... sorted out?"

"What the hell was that just now? Can I even continue my dance?"

In Shangjing City, the shadow over the hearts of a group of reincarnators finally dissipated, only to be replaced with confusion.

Numerous bewilderments surged due to that strange feeling just now, never had they so keenly yearned for answers.

"Twenty years, a whole twenty years..."

But amid this confusion, a voice arose, audible to all reincarnators, because it echoed right inside their Lifebound Spirit Temple.

With complaint, helplessness, and regret: "In a full twenty years, you bunch of fools, you haven't uncovered the secret of returning home, not a single one even touched the threshold? Really, you waited until my absolute last moment to let me out?"

Silently around, everyone's gaze fell upon a large jar.

That was one of the Twelve Ghost Altars, upon which a woman in green clothes quietly sat, her eyes filled with speechlessness, with anger she spoke: "Well, hello there, fellow inmates!"