“Oh dear, this *xingzi* has charged up again. Quickly deploy the Blood Money Grand Formation…”

At the same moment, just as Hu Ma looked directly into the demon corpse’s eyes, his heart tensing slightly, the people around him were also greatly startled.

This thing had just charged into the town and, before anyone could react, had killed countless people. Fortunately, the three *rufu shousui* (Entering the Manor and Guarding the Year) experts had joined forces to barely contain it, giving the surrounding people a chance to scatter and flee for their lives.

Who would have thought that after suppressing it for only a short while, it would break free again? Fortunately, the well-trained followers of the One Coin Church had already had time to prepare. Three teams of twenty-one people each scrambled onto the rooftops and threw down the red cloths in their hands.

Copper coins strung on red threads vibrated violently, emitting the noise of clashing gold and silver – precisely the most effective method in folk tradition for restraining *sha shi* (煞尸, evil corpses) and demon corpses.

Through the cooperation and ritual refinement of the One Coin Church, this method was undoubtedly even more effective. In an instant, the demon corpse was trapped in the middle. The red threads were pulled taut, ready to roll it up.

But the demon corpse seemed to not see the red threads at all. It simply swung its stiff arms left and right, tearing the red threads apart. The copper coins fell into the blood-soaked mud, but its movements were not affected in the slightest.

“Release the arrows!”

Bai Shanzi (White Fan) had also arrived on the other side, and had even assembled a team of church members wearing talisman armor and carrying bows and arrows. They all drew their bows fully. Each arrow was also threaded with a yellow talisman, covered with runes to suppress corpses and dissolve evil, and they shot them all at once.

“Puff, puff, puff…”

The series of arrows hit home, piercing firmly into the demon corpse’s body.

But they only managed to make its body sway. A strange, bright red blood oozed out, immediately soaking the talismans on the arrows. The divine power on the arrows vanished, and one by one they fell to the ground.

“Watch me, Scatter Beans to Create Soldiers…”

On the other side, a portly old gentleman arrived, holding a bowl in his hand, chanting incantations, grabbing a handful of soybeans, and scattering them forcefully.

With a rustling sound, the beans fell into the blood-soaked mud. Faintly visible, small dolls wearing red trousers tried to climb out of the bloody filth, but the filth seemed to possess some power, gripping their bodies tightly.

Not only could they not climb out, but they seemed to cry and were gradually pulled into the bloody filth, drowning.

The hastily organized manpower and methods were unable to stop it. The surrounding people were already panicking, and seeing the demon corpse leap more than ten feet, heading straight for Hu Ma.

Hu Ma also steeled his heart, adopting a posture ready to fight to the death, while his eyes scanned for a path to escape…

…No, not escape, but outflank!

“Bang!”

But just as the demon corpse was displaying its ferocity, leaping towards Hu Ma, suddenly, a greenish-blue fist slammed into it solidly, sending the demon corpse staggering sideways. It flew out, touching the ground with its toes and retreating three or four *zhang* before stopping.

Everyone was shocked and quickly looked to the side, seeing Grandpa Sun cursing loudly: “What strange *xingzi*, we three brothers joining forces, and we still can’t hold you down?”

As he spoke, he flipped his fists and adopted a stance.

At the same time, his chest heaved as he took a deep breath. The sound of bones cracking could be heard all over his body, and his figure seemed to grow taller. His face was vaguely green, and his arms and legs were clearly thicker, taller.

Evil energy rolled around him, and even his hair was freed from its restraints, falling loose, transforming him into a fierce god with a blue face and fangs.

“Alright, let’s go!”

Seeing this, Master Tang on the other side also roared, taking a deep breath, his body changing. The cloth robe on his body had already been torn apart, his skin turning black, as hard and firm as wrought iron, covered with grotesque, earthworm-like blood vessels.

At first glance, he looked like an evil god from a nightmare. Even his eyes emitted a ghostly, soul-snatching light, one red and one green.

“Roar…”

The demon corpse leaped out, its chest surging with evil energy, emitting a strange roar.

But Master Tang and Grandpa Sun, transformed into these monstrous forms, also let out fierce roars at the same time, and then charged up from the left and right, pressing down on the demon corpse and raining blows upon its head and face.

Simple and brutal, they just pinned it there and beat it!

…

…

“Good lord, is this the *fashen* (法身, Dharma Body) they cultivate after consuming *qi*?”

Hu Ma, who had already sensed something, was thoughtful and not in a hurry to charge up. Now he was even less anxious.

He watched Grandpa Sun and Master Tang, his eyes filled with longing. These two were both old, but now that they were using their true abilities, there was not a trace of old age. Their *qi* and blood surged, demonic and monstrous, and their skills were on a completely different level from his own.

“*Fashen*, so that’s how it’s cultivated…”

This was the second time he had seen *rufu shousui* use their *fashen*. The last time was in the Blood Food Mine, and he didn’t have time to observe much. This time, however, he combined it with the Great Mighty Celestial Duke General Seal technique he had just seen, and his heart was faintly touched.

“*Rufu shousui* is about training the divine soul, which has the feeling of using the methods of the hall guests to venerate one's own three souls and seven spirits, transforming the body into an evil ghost…”

“…”

“Audacious demon corpse, daring to break into my altar's sacred ground and harm my followers, you have truly entered hell without a door.”

On the other side, the One Coin Church leader, seeing the fierce fighting in the field, had to temporarily shift his attention back from Hu Ma. This demon corpse was too ferocious, and he had to subdue it first before he could find Hu Ma to ask for the technique.

“Quickly bring the Corpse-Suppressing Vats, watch me capture this *xingzi* and refine it into a Corpse Pill!”

“…”

As he spoke, Bai Shanzi, who had just become idle, waved the fan in his hand forcefully. A church member running up from the side was holding a roll of thick white silk, and with this wave of the fan, the whole thing flew up, forming a long cloth that slowly floated down from the air.

Just as the cloth was about to land, he suddenly grabbed one side and pulled it forcefully, tearing the cloth away. Where the white cloth had covered, there were already several large vats.

They looked similar to the vats that Hu Ma had put half of his family property into before, but there were as many as seven or eight in a row, and no one knew where they came from.

“Church Leader, please!”

Bai Shanzi closed his fan and stood to the side, bowing slightly to the One Coin Church leader next to him.

“What time is it to still be using this trick, couldn’t you just move them here honestly?”

The One Coin Church leader scolded him with a cold face. Bai Shanzi immediately looked embarrassed and said in a low voice: “This is the rule of the sect…”

The One Coin Church leader, seeing that the demon corpse was already being beaten by the two *rufu shousui* and the Corpse-Suppressing Vats had been moved over, stepped forward, chanting incantations in a low voice, preparing to seal the unknown demon corpse into the vat.

But at this moment, people were still arriving one after another. One of them, wearing black trousers and a pink robe, was none other than Old Abacus. He had finally arrived here and saw the scene in the field at a glance.

Grandpa Sun and Master Tang revealed their *fashen*, pressing down on the demon corpse and beating it, almost smashing the bones in its body to pieces. But the more it was beaten, the more a fierce energy seemed to accumulate in the demon corpse’s body. It was like an angry toad, its body rapidly swelling.

Old Abacus was immediately drenched in cold sweat and cried out in alarm: “Don’t beat it anymore, you can’t beat it anymore…”

But the surroundings were chaotic, and who could hear him?

Just as he was anxiously rushing forward, his face suddenly changed drastically. He saw the corpse demon, pinned to the ground by the two *rufu shousui*, suddenly twisting its body strangely and raising its head sharply.

All kinds of strange, broken, and rotten flesh on its body were wriggling like living things. As a hollow sound suddenly came from inside its body, the entire body seemed to swell up at once. Its skin was stretched so thin that it reflected human faces.

Immediately, its skin suddenly tore, and a thick, bloody smell filled the air around it. The air turned several degrees colder, and rolling wronged souls drilled out of its body.

For a moment, they were shadowy and indistinct, directly covering most of the town. The next moment, they swarmed like swimming fish, scattering in all directions.

“It’s bad…”

Old Abacus only ran forward two steps before suddenly turning back and running in the direction he came from, his voice almost crying: “Oh, my unreliable ancestral master, can't you be effective just one more time?"

“There were clearly no villages attacked nearby, where did it get so many wronged souls to command?”

“The Yin General has mustered troops, this has become an established force, even if it doesn’t have a title yet, it’s not something ordinary people can deal with…”

“…”

“Crap!”

At the same time, Hu Ma, who had been vigilantly on guard, turned around to leave, but suddenly felt a gloomy, cold gaze. Turning his head to look, he saw a pair of empty eyes staring fixedly at him from within the rolling ghosts.

Its body, which had been beaten to pieces, slowly straightened up, returning to its stiff, upright appearance. One by one, the invisible wronged souls drifted straight towards him.

“This *xingzi* wants to take back the General’s Token in my hand?”

“…”

Now, how could Hu Ma not understand?

The General’s Token had inexplicably ended up in his hands or within his divine soul before. Others hadn't noticed, but this *xingzi* could clearly sense it. That was why it had run away in fear the first time it saw him.

But now, having gained some skill, it was coming to take it back. After all, it had not truly taken shape yet, and was not yet a Yin General. Only by taking the General’s Token could it become one.

The people of the One Coin Church did not know that it was a Yin General, only calling it a corpse demon.

Because they didn’t know its origins, they couldn’t guess why this corpse demon seemed to have the ability to command wronged souls. But Hu Ma understood that the ability to command wronged souls was its forte. This was still before it had taken shape. If it took shape, then it wouldn’t be commanding wronged souls.

But would be transforming these wronged souls into Yin Soldiers!

“Only…”

Also, after understanding this, Hu Ma realized the same question as Old Abacus: “This *xingzi* hasn’t harmed anyone around here, so where did it get so many wronged souls to command?”

“…”

As he was thinking, densely packed faces of wronged souls in front of him were constantly enlarging, already in front of him.

(End of Chapter)