"That ghostly thing has been awakened again?"

The first to react to the abnormal activity in the Twelve Ghost Altars was Mountain Lord.

In Mount Lao Yin, billowing mist suddenly swept in, transforming into his figure amidst the mountains. He raised his eyes, his expression grim.

And in this Mount Lao Yin, more newly born Pond Gods also felt an extremely oppressive sensation, instinctively wanting to look towards this place. But apart from Mountain Lord, the other newly born Pond Gods were suppressed by the aura from the altar, unable to lift their heads.

Mountain Lord immediately guessed that this might be related to the Hu family. With a thought, he wanted to find Hu Ma.

Now, Bu Shi Niu was drawing in the Pond Gods' incense offerings and distributing them throughout the land. Wherever there was incense, Mountain Lord could sense everything. But as his thoughts moved and his invisible gaze swept across the land, he couldn't see Hu Ma anywhere.

It was as if Hu Ma was no longer in the mortal realm. No matter how vast his magical power, all he could see now was a blurry black city, and then his gaze was blocked.

"Not good, there's a problem!"

At the same time, the mighty and imposing Changsheng King, leading his hundred thousand troops, was crossing the river. He was drinking wine on the boat when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw something flying over the river.

Although it was silent, it caused endless gales, and even the smooth surface of the river seemed to be cut open by a sharp blade, creating a terrifying gash that was shocking to behold.

He suddenly felt that his own soul seemed to be acting strangely, and an invisible fear enveloped him.

He hurriedly summoned someone to ask, and learned that "Those strange individuals who had joined the army to help had complained about the army's slow speed and had already rushed to the capital ahead of us."

Changsheng King pondered deeply, and then ordered in a deep voice, "Gather thirty thousand elite soldiers, slow down the supplies, and follow me to the capital first."

"Gods who block us shall be slain, ghosts who hinder us shall be destroyed!"

"..."

At the same time, as the wind howled through the narrow alleys, Miss White Wine was walking through these deserted, uninhabited lanes.

She suddenly stopped, listening to the ominous wind. She knew that something was happening in this city, but after a moment of thought, she continued to walk forward:

"I have my own matters to attend to. I only hope that the game you've set up doesn't exceed your capabilities."

"..."

In the Hu family's old mansion, Fairy Miaoshan was leaning against the headboard, dozing off. Suddenly, a spark popped from the candle beside her, startling her awake. After thinking blankly for a long time, she hurriedly got up, remembering something:

"I haven't had my bird's nest soup yet, I can't sleep..."

"..."

"It's coming, it's coming..."

In the ancestral shrine of the capital, the Grand Preceptor looked at the giant, strange altar that had been summoned, both real and illusory. Rolling yin winds swept from the altar, and even the Grand Preceptor revealed a look of joy.

Perhaps it was just an illusion, but Hu Ma even felt that he was trembling with excitement, and there even seemed to be a few tears in his eyes. Suppressing his excitement, he slowly approached the altar and actually performed a three bows and nine prostrations.

Then, he waved his horsetail whisk, and the altar flew outwards, landing in a corner of the capital.

The earth shook, dust flew up, and the grey capital now seemed to have become a few shades darker, appearing unreal in the night.

Immediately afterwards, the Grand Preceptor hurriedly continued to summon the second ghost altar.

"It's actually been summoned?"

In the southern part of the city, at the site of the Dharma Assembly, the ten family heads who were waiting here all had drastic changes in their expressions.

As the family heads, they were also among the strongest individuals in the world today. Although they didn't reveal their sharpness, they held pride in their hearts, and no matter what happened, their expressions remained calm.

Now, sensing the arrival of the ghost altar, their minds were slightly focused. "It's been a long time since we've seen a Heaven-Sacrificing Altar of this scale."

"Do you think this was willingly done by the young family head of the Hu family, or..."

"..."

"For us, it's all the same."

The person next to him replied with a faint smile, "Twenty years ago, the Hu family promised to get rid of these evil beings. Now, whether it's voluntary or forced, as long as they can really do it, then the Hu family will not have gone back on their word."

After exchanging a glance, they all slowly came to the incense altar, then lifted their robes and knelt down.

As each of them bowed with their respective statuses, Hu Ma also vaguely felt a sensation.

He tilted his head slightly, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to look curiously at the Grand Preceptor opposite him.

"See that? They're all troublesome."

The Grand Preceptor had noticed the change in the attitude of the ten family heads at this time and complained to Hu Ma, "Not to mention your Hu family ancestors' wild ideas, even my method, which is beneficial to everyone, only sees a group of old foxes putting on an act..."

"But it doesn't matter. Once they see the real thing, they'll be obedient."

"..."

As he spoke, he rose again to cast a spell, and then the second ghost altar was summoned.

It landed firmly in the southwest corner of the capital. The faint ghostly aura on the altar spread out, making the already unreal capital even more blurred.

It seemed to be erased from this world.

"It wouldn't be starting now, would it?"

Some who were close to the ten families suddenly woke up and hurriedly kowtowed in the direction of the ancestral shrine.

Between heaven and earth, there was constant rumbling. It was the anomaly brought about by the movement of things of unimaginable weight. From the demon heavens to the ghost lands, all sensed this movement and were frightened by the enormous weight, kowtowing incessantly in temples or in the underworld.

"After twenty years of painstaking guarding, I finally have a perfect immortal heart!"

At this time, the most excited was undoubtedly the Grand Preceptor. With Hu Ma's help, he had summoned two ghost altars in a row, and the third ghost altar was being summoned quickly with a fast incantation.

With each summoned altar, the look of excitement on his face became more intense.

This old man, who looked quite like an immortal with his appearance, now had an expression on his face that looked a little ferocious.

"Is that all?"

In contrast to him, Hu Ma had a rather bleak expression at this time and said, "That's all it takes?"

The Grand Preceptor had no one to talk to at this moment, and only Hu Ma could have a few words with him. He turned to look at Hu Ma, and the expression on his face could not hide his pride: "Sacrifice to the demon heavens and ghost lands, slay the natural evil spirits, create the White Jade Immortal Capital. This matter was all brought about by me, and it is also my proudest accomplishment in my life."

"Young friend Hu, although you haven't crossed the bridge and have less experience, you are still a family head of the Ten Families. In your opinion, isn't this a method of defying fate?"

"It does seem very powerful."

Hu Ma smiled, "If I wasn't counting on me, I would really admire you."

"You?"

The Grand Preceptor smiled, "You are just an object I created. What's wrong with borrowing some of your strength to carry the altar?"

"The others are nothing."

Hu Ma sighed softly and said, "It's just that you shouldn't have provoked us, the Hu family."

He was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes gently sweeping around. The entire capital was hidden in darkness, but he could still vaguely see the high buildings and wide mansions here. He sighed with a solemn air, "One careless move, it's a pity for this ancient city..."

"Hmm?"

The Grand Preceptor's expression changed slightly. He swept his gaze over the various methods he had laid out around him and said indifferently, "You are just a mortal body and have fallen into my methods. Could you still have other thoughts?"

"Grand Preceptor is a man of propriety."

Hu Ma smiled and said, "You have waited for twenty years, only waiting for the Hu family to return, so as to satisfy your wish."

"It's a pity that the Hu family did not return, only a mountain man returned."

"We don't like to reason with people. When it comes to gains and losses, we just like to flip the table directly when we get angry."

"..."

As he spoke, he slowly formed a hand seal and then smiled at the Grand Preceptor.

"You..."

The Grand Preceptor's expression suddenly changed slightly. As his fingers moved slightly, golden inscriptions bloomed with light around him and fell towards Hu Ma. Although he didn't know what Hu Ma was doing, he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

But as the various spells arose from his heart and fell on Hu Ma, he didn't expect that the moment Hu Ma formed the hand seal, the aura on his body also became low, restrained. In an instant, the various spells were like a stone sinking into the sea.

Not only that, but even a ghost altar that had already appeared from Mount Lao Yin and was flying towards the capital suddenly lost its strength and fell in a certain prefecture in the middle, sinking ten zhang into the ground in an instant.

Crack!

And in the southwest corner of the capital, the two ghost altars that had just fallen also seemed to have lost control all of a sudden, and their weight began to increase indescribably.

The huge city actually tilted.

No one knew how many families in this city were awakened in a trance, only to see the oil lamps on the tables sliding towards the corners of the tables.

Sensing that something was wrong, the Grand Preceptor suddenly turned around and saw that the Hu Ma he had created had now turned back into a pile of rotten flesh in a trance, and the spell had clearly been broken.

But the layers of restrictions that he had laid out around him, isolating the heaven and earth, were as good as ever, and clearly no outsiders had been brought in.

His expression suddenly became cold, and he looked at Hu Ma with a ghostly gaze, "You..."

"Shousui has the Heaven and Earth Unmoving Seal!"

At this moment, even Hu Ma's eyes were slowly closing, only a smile on the corner of his mouth became clearer: "All laws do not stick, the golden body does not leak, the natal life is not destroyed, and naturally it cannot be borrowed by you."

"I don't have the ability of the Zhou family to jump out of the yin and yang heaven and earth and not be in the cause and effect of life and death, but if I barely play around, I can still do it before the Changsheng King's army attacks this capital..."

"Grand Preceptor is vastly powerful and has infinite magical arts. I am not as good as you in terms of ability, but I would also like to see what magical arts you have that can hurt me!"

"..."

"The Zhou family is willing to teach you this formula?"

The Grand Preceptor's expression suddenly changed when he saw this change. In a stern voice, he hurriedly formed a hand seal. Above Hu Ma's head, the weight of the incense burner seemed to have increased several times in an instant, and he urgently wanted to suppress him.

But at this moment, even Hu Ma's eyes had closed, and the aura around his body had converged. Even the incense burner seemed unable to find him and suddenly fell from above his head.

"It's nothing to do with the Zhou family, I learned it humbly with my own ability..."

In the air, only a faint voice faintly sounded, "It's just that you, Grand Preceptor, are so arrogant, it's no wonder that my Hu family and Senior Lao Jun Mei had to deceive you..."

"You are really...so easy to deceive!"

(End of this chapter)

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