Horror Camgirl - Ch. 53: Nine-Yang Suppressing Ghost Formation
As night fell, the mountain was shrouded in a dense Yin Qi. In recent years, several heinous murder cases had occurred here, and no one dared to enter after dark.
The forest was eerily quiet, devoid of even the sound of insects. We climbed to the top of the mountain, where an ancient tree, several hundred years old, stood before us.
I opened the Live Stream Room and briefly recounted the events leading up to this moment, saying, “Dear viewers, as you can see, Chun Xing was buried alive beneath this tree. Over the years, she has absorbed the Yin Qi of countless wronged souls, greatly enhancing her power. The cases that have occurred in this mountain were most likely orchestrated by her.”
Before I could finish, the Live Stream Room was flooded with messages.
“Host, stop explaining, look at the tree!”
I suddenly looked up and saw a pale, ghostly face emerge from the aged trunk, staring at us with a sinister smile.
A decayed hand shot up from the ground and grasped my foot tightly. Tang Mingli sprang into action, pulling out his short knife and swiftly severing the hand.
Countless arms began to rise from the ground, and Tang Mingli fought them off, but there seemed to be no end to them.
I took a small flag out of my backpack. Each flag bore a talisman: “Tyrant, hold them off. I’ll set up the formation.”
“Got it!” He moved his wrist and cut down another arm while I took a few steps back, channeling my Spiritual Energy into the flag, positioning it carefully, and throwing it into the ground.
A total of nine red talisman flags, forming the Nine-Yang Suppressing Ghost Formation taught to me by True Lord Zhengyang.
The face in the tree glinted with malevolence as several rotten arms reached for the flags, only to retreat as if burned by fire, the stench of decaying flesh filling the air.
These red flags were all dyed with special cinnabar; unless one was a high-level Vengeful Ghost, they couldn't even touch them.
Once all nine flags were planted, I formed a seal with my hands and shouted, “Nine Yang suppressing Yin, light shining into the Dark Abyss. All gods and spirits, protect my true spirit. Five Celestial Demons, obliterate form and essence. Haste as I command!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The nine flags erupted in flames, roaring to life, the fire spiraling into the air and connecting, encircling an area of twenty meters. The rotting arms within the formation also caught fire, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the air.
The host can set formations; is there anything the host can't do?
The host shall unite the world for countless generations!
Donations poured in wildly. I looked up at the female ghost and shouted, “Chun Xing, you have harmed countless people and committed unforgivable crimes. Do you realize your sins?”
Chun Xing’s face was filled with rage. The tree’s crown shook violently, and the mountain was filled with howling winds, sending leaves flying.
“I am not guilty!” the ghost shrieked, her voice piercing and painful to the ears. “I have suffered so much, tormented by that Zhang tyrant until I was neither human nor ghost. Who has punished him? Who has saved me? I hate! I hate all of you, and I hate this world!”
“Ah!” She let out a shrill scream that shook the entire mountain.
This is the logic of a bandit! You’ve been wronged, so you seek to harm others? You’re innocent, but others aren’t?
Clearly, you’re the coward. If you had the guts, go take revenge on the Zhang tyrant who caused your death. What’s the point of harming strangers?
Hmph, since he’s a powerful tyrant, he must have formidable masters protecting him; she can’t kill him, so she vents her anger on these common people.
I’ve always hated those who think they are justified in their weakness. I’ll confront her!
My face darkened as I shouted, “Since you are so stubborn, I must act on behalf of justice!”
Chun Xing sneered, “You? Just a little girl dares to kill me!”
“Then let’s find out.” I narrowed my eyes, drawing my Peachwood Sword from behind. I plunged it into the ground, bit my tongue, and spat blood onto the blade.
The sword immediately glowed with a golden light, and the flames of the nine burning flags surged higher, intertwining to form a heavenly barrier.
Chun Xing was startled. After her death, her soul had fused with this ancient tree, and she was most afraid of fire: “How could a mere first-level cultivator possess such power?”
I solemnly replied, “You don’t know much, do you?”
With that, I raised my hand, sending a ray of fire down onto the tree crown. Chun Xing screamed in horror as a small part of the tree crown ignited.
“You wretch!” Chun Xing yelled, “You dare to harm me!”
The tree was entwined with many vines that surged like snakes, then lunged toward me.
Tang Mingli rushed forward, his short knife flashing as he sliced the vines into pieces.
I love watching Tyrant fight; it’s so cool, it’s simply a delight.
Long live the Tyrant! I want to be your concubine!
The Tyrant belongs to the host; all flower-chasers who covet him back off!
Heh, what does martial skill matter? Many can do it, but the host is amazing for controlling fire.
Are the people before me all brain-dead? We like both Tyrant and the host; what’s there to argue about?
Tang Mingli, wielding his short knife against the vines, looked like a deity.
I called out, “Chun Xing, I give you one last chance. Will you repent and accept your punishment in the Underworld?”
Chun Xing let out a furious roar, not answering at all, as roots as thick as arms shot up from the ground, attacking us frantically.
Tang Mingli, caught off guard, was ensnared by a root around his neck, lifting him off the ground.
“Tyrant!”
Chun Xing cackled, “The Yang Energy in this man is exceptionally pure. If I absorb his soul, I will surely break my restraints and elevate my power!”
This female ghost, Chun Xing, is currently just a low-level Vengeful Ghost. If she breaks through to become a mid-level Vengeful Ghost, it will be much more difficult to deal with her.
As I was about to rush in to save him, I suddenly noticed Tang Mingli giving me a sign with his eyes. I hesitated; did he have a plan?
The roots dangled him in front of me, the vines tightly binding his limbs, rendering him immobile.
Chun Xing emerged from the tree, leaning in close, cradling his face and moving toward his lips, intending to suck out his soul.
What the hell? This ugly woman dares to kiss my Tyrant? Does she want to die?
If the host can’t kill her, let’s each contribute a hundred to hire a master to take care of her.
Pooling money to eliminate her!
As their lips were about to meet, Tang Mingli suddenly opened his eyes. With a powerful thrust of his right hand, a surge of dark energy burst forth, shattering the roots, then he drew his short knife and stabbed it toward that ghostly face.
“Ah!” The short knife pierced through the female ghost’s forehead. Tang Mingli shouted, “Host, act now!”
I quickly formed another seal and shouted, “Command!”
Fire descended from the heavens, enveloping the ancient tree.
Boom!
The old tree instantly transformed into a massive torch, flames swirling in the air. Chun Xing’s ghost struggled and screamed within the flames, burning piece by piece.
The vines were scorched, and Tang Mingli fell to the ground, quickly retreating as the towering flames illuminated the sky.
The ghostly figure in the fire gradually vanished, and a surge of resentment floated from the tips of the flames, swirling in the air before finally entering my mouth and nose.
The female ghost was finally reduced to ashes, joyously overwhelming!
The Tyrant’s knife must be a divine weapon, capable of slaying demons and ghosts.
Host, you’re so amazing. Does your father know?
Host, my place seems to be haunted recently; how much would it cost for you to help me exorcise the ghosts? Name your price; I’m not short on money.
To the wealthy person in front, I can exorcise ghosts too. Why not hire me? I can also be cute and warm your bed!
Get lost!
The siren of a fire truck pierced the quiet night sky as firefighters rushed up with equipment, only to be stopped by Xiao Lin, who had just arrived.
This old tree had been possessed by ghosts for so many years that it had turned into a complete ghost tree. It had to be entirely burned down; otherwise, other spirits would be attracted to it and take residence there.
Fortunately, with the Nine-Yang Suppressing Ghost Formation in place, the flames did not spread. By dawn, the flames died down, and the ghost tree split apart, completely becoming a dead tree.
And those nine small flags I spent a lot of money on were entirely destroyed.
I felt a deep sense of loss; those small flags cost me so much money and effort. If this keeps happening, I’ll go bankrupt again.
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