Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Groom Ascends the Bridal Sedan Chair (Please Subscribe, Please Vote)

“What’s that sound?”
“How do I hear the sound of a suona being played?”
“Me too.
Not only the suona, but also trumpets and drums…”

Among the crowd, someone couldn’t help but whisper, and soon the sounds arose one after another.
They all heard it.
And the sounds grew clearer, indicating that whoever was making them was drawing near.
Suddenly, everyone grew uneasy.
The courage they had gathered began to waver.

“Look, what is that?”
With a sudden exclamation, they focused their gaze.

A grand red bridal sedan chair!

First, they saw a large red sedan chair hovering in midair.
As it approached, the scene became clearer—a group of ghostly figures flying in the air, some carrying the sedan chair, others playing wind and percussion instruments, while some danced and leapt about, creating a lively yet eerie spectacle.

But in this dark and sinister place, with its oppressive atmosphere and the thick, misty aura of gathered yin energy, the scene turned profoundly unsettling.
The group shuddered involuntarily.
This was far too supernatural.

The key point was that everyone could see it.
This was highly abnormal.

Ordinary people could not see ghosts.
Only those like Chen Yushu and Lv Yizhi, who belonged to certain sects and possessed strong spiritual power, could perceive such entities.
Yet now, everyone could see them, which meant only one thing.

Without realizing it, they had already crossed into the enemy’s ghostly domain.

“Is this what evil is?
Unknowingly luring people into one’s ghostly trap?”

Chen Yushu’s heart tightened with surprise. He had long heard of the strength of the evil spirit. Previously, the Li family—headed by Li Pei’s grandfather, Li Chao, who was a seasoned walker of the underworld with three incense sticks worth of cultivation, and his father, who possessed at least two incense sticks worth of power—had been wiped out completely by this evil spirit, save for Li Pei who narrowly escaped.
But even while hiding in the Liu family’s apothecary in Jianghuan Town, Li Pei was found and killed by the spirit.

Now, facing a being of equivalent rank, Chen Yushu couldn’t help but feel a chill of apprehension.
“All my techniques, even if I unleash them completely, I doubt they would be a match.”

He looked toward the bridal procession. The red sedan chair swayed, its red curtains fluttering gently. Inside, they could faintly see a woman wearing a red bridal veil and gown, her delicate white hands folded with nails dark as ink. Her face was hidden beneath the bridal cloth, her figure graceful and alluring. Were it not for the eerie atmosphere, most would be tempted to sneak a glance, imagining a beautiful bride inside.

“Groom, please board the sedan chair!”

Suddenly, the sedan chair halted.
Then, one by one, the ghostly figures turned their heads sharply and all simultaneously stared toward the crowd, their voices loud and piercing, almost invading everyone’s minds.

“Groom, please board the sedan chair!”

Soon, a second voice followed.
The entire scene fell into an oppressive silence.
Everyone stared fixedly, their hearts pounding as if about to burst.
If not for seeing others remain motionless, some even wanting to turn and flee, it would have been unbearable.

“Groom, board the sedan chair!”

A third voice rang out.
One person, evidently unable to bear the strange scene any longer, turned to leave.
But as he turned, he suddenly sensed a movement beside him.
He glanced over and immediately saw a woman in fiery red bridal attire sitting quietly by his side, motionless as a maiden.

It was the bride from the sedan chair.

“Zhang Heng, why is Zhang Heng in the sedan chair?”

Someone sharp-eyed spotted the figure inside and exclaimed.
Then they looked toward the spot where Zhang Heng had originally stood, only to see him still standing there, unmoving, his eyes vacant like a statue.

Zhang Heng was still there?

Some didn’t notice the strangeness at first, but a seed of doubt grew in their hearts.
Who was the figure inside the sedan chair?

Then, in the next moment, the bride inside lifted her veil, revealing a pale face with sharp fangs. She suddenly opened her mouth wide and inhaled deeply.
Zhang Heng’s form inside the sedan chair twisted like a rag and was sucked into her mouth.

“Ah…”

Fear instantly overtook the crowd’s faces.
This was terrifying.
The ghostly bride lifted her veil and, in the blink of an eye, swallowed her groom.

At that moment, they realized the bride had devoured Zhang Heng’s soul.
If Zhang Heng’s soul was swallowed, then he was surely dead.

“Groom, please board the sedan chair!”

Again, the chilling summons rang out.
All shivered violently, gripped by profound fear.
If one was invited onto the sedan chair, it meant certain death.

None of them knew how Zhang Heng had been called up.
Was it by random choice?

Would one of them be the next unlucky victim?

Though many were present, the ghost bride was voracious. After devouring one, she was still unsatisfied, wanting a second, a third…
The number of people was not enough to satisfy her repeated summons.

“Hmph!”

At that moment, a cold snort broke the tension, followed by Lv Yizhi’s voice:
“Everyone, do not fear. Gather your minds and do not waver.
The more afraid you are, the more your courage wanes, and the more the spirit will target you.”

Lv Yizhi stepped forward amidst the crowd, taking seven strides in quick succession.

Boom!

The boundless earth energy around him was harnessed and transformed into a fierce gale that surged toward the bridal sedan chair.
The entire sedan chair shook violently. The ghostly procession dispersed in the wind, some bodies tumbling into the nearby forest.

The Seven Star Steps!

This technique, when combined with the formation, was far more powerful than Chen Yushu’s isolated use of the same steps. With each step, the entire procession was scattered.

“Yushu, I leave them to you.
The rest, I’ll handle!”

Lv Yizhi’s voice rang out again as he swung a banner swiftly.
The wind shifted.
Endless earth energy was drawn from afar, transformed into arrow-like projectiles that swept across the area with astonishing force.

Seeing this, Chen Yushu wasted no time. He rushed to one of the fiendish ghosts in the procession and pressed his palm down.

“Fuyin Technique!”

Instantly, the ghost was suppressed. Chen Yushu stepped forward, striking down with his soul severing ruler.

Puff!

The ghost’s form dissolved like a bubble.
Then Chen Yushu quickly formed a hand seal, placing one palm atop another fiend’s head.

Sizzling sounds followed…

The deadly energy on the ghost was rapidly consumed.

Then the third, the fourth…

Chen Yushu acted with incredible speed, unleashing Fuyin Technique, Seven Star Steps, Soul Severing Technique, and the soul severing ruler in rapid succession.
Nearly every strike eliminated a fiend.

In some ways, his lethality surpassed even Lv Yizhi’s.
Lv Yizhi’s control over the earth energy was slower than expected.
Each time he wielded the banner, it seemed arduous, though the resulting commotion was immense and forced the ghosts into disarray like a storm-battered raft. But the actual damage dealt was limited.

“Everyone, gather close and bolster your vitality!”

At this moment, a calm voice sounded.
It was Liu Qingyan.

She understood that the martial artists’ role against these spirits was limited.
But limited did not mean insignificant.

When all the warriors gathered and stirred their blood energy, to ordinary people it seemed useless—after all, no matter how abundant one’s vitality, it did no harm to others.
But against spirits, it was entirely different.

Each martial artist was at least at the Intermediate Flesh Training stage, externally strengthening muscles and bones. Many had even cultivated their internal organs, and some possessed internal energy cultivation.
They were like small furnaces; any nearby spirit would have its yin and deadly energy rapidly consumed.

Now, as these small furnaces collectively stirred their blood energy, it was like fueling their fires with coal, instantly blazing fiercely.

Moreover, as they gathered tightly, any fiend venturing within three yards was burned as if melting.
In the blink of an eye, three or four fiends close to them were incinerated.

Notably, they were still within the ghost bride’s domain, so they could see the fiends.
Seeing their blood energy truly having an effect and burning the fiends to death, their confidence surged.
They stepped forward, eager to spread their vitality over the spirits.

But then, the ghost bride moved.

With a mere wave of her hand, all the warriors stopped dead in their tracks, their faces contorted in struggle as if trapped in some illusion.

Seizing the moment, Lv Yizhi again unleashed control over the boundless earth energy, sending it surging upward.

Boom!

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