Seeing the Guan Dao, Chen Xiao understood why Grandpa Mo had been afflicted by evil.

This Guan Dao was truly a formidable and ominous weapon!

As the king of cold weapons, the Guan Dao inherently possessed a murderous aura from the moment it was forged.

This particular Guan Dao had clearly seen extensive battlefield use, having claimed countless souls.

With a grand master's chair placed beneath the Guan Dao, and Grandpa Mo frequently seated there over the years, it was no wonder he was haunted by evil!

He was fortunate to have encountered Chen Xiao; otherwise, he would have been killed in his dreams by those evil spirits!

Upon seeing the Guan Dao, Wang Huzi immediately sensed an opportunity and questioned, pointing at the weapon, "Dad, I've often heard you say this Guan Dao is a spiritual artifact. Is it true?"

"Of course, it's true!"

Grandpa Mo glared at Wang Huzi. "Would your old man lie to you?"

"Let me tell you, this Guan Dao is no simple matter. Originally, it was the weapon of Liu Shengwu, a general from the Ming Dynasty, and it has been passed down for five or six hundred years!"

"During the war over a hundred years ago, this Guan Dao was seized by foreign barbarians and taken overseas. Your Uncle Li happened to come across it during a business trip abroad, bought it after many difficulties, and finally gave it to me!"

Wang Huzi curled his lip. "Dad, you've told this story at least eighty or a hundred times. My ears have calluses. I just want to confirm whether it's really a spiritual artifact."

"It is said that this Guan Dao has been blessed by many masters and is a true spiritual artifact that can protect descendants... Anyway, that's what everyone says. As for whether it's true or not, how would I know!"

Old Mo asked ambiguously, then frowned. "Why are you asking about this? I don't remember you being interested in this thing before."

Seeing Old Mo's question, Wang Huzi truthfully replied, "Hey, Dad, it's not that I'm interested in this Guan Dao, it's Mr. Chen who's interested in it..."

"Oh?"

Grandpa Mo paused slightly, looked at Chen Xiao, and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you interested in this Guan Dao?"

Chen Xiao said directly, "Old Mo, to be honest, we came here for this Guan Dao! Originally, we were just trying our luck, but now, Old Mo, I'm afraid I have to be frank with you, you can no longer keep this Guan Dao!"

"Mr. Chen, why is that?" Grandpa Mo asked doubtfully.

Chen Xiao explained, "This Guan Dao is an extremely yin weapon, filled with heavy evil energy. The reason you've been invaded by yin and evil is because of it!"

Grandpa Mo frowned upon hearing this, his tone slightly displeased. "Mr. Chen, you have shown our Mo family great kindness. If you like this Guan Dao, I can simply give it to you, but you don't have to say it's an evil object. The person who gave it to me is a good brother who has risked his life with me for decades. He would never harm me!"

Chen Xiao smiled faintly. "Old Mo, you misunderstand. I'm not saying someone is trying to harm you. Presumably, the person who gave it to you wasn't aware of these things. Since you don't believe me, then I'll prove it to you!"

As he spoke, Chen Xiao walked towards the Guan Dao, suddenly leaping up, more than two meters high, effortlessly taking down the Guan Dao hanging in the air!

Then, he bit his index and middle fingers, smeared the blood on the blade, and immediately, an incredible scene unfolded!

On the bright blade, wisps of black gas suddenly emerged.

Everyone was immediately frightened and dared not step forward. In broad daylight, they felt a chill.

As the black gas increased, it turned into billowing black smoke.

Then, from within the black smoke came the sounds of clashing metal and miserable screams.

Listening to the sound, it seemed as if there were thousands of troops inside!

In a moment, the black smoke enveloped the entire hall.

Countless Yin soldiers wearing ancient armor crawled out of the black smoke, their expressions twisted as they looked at Chen Xiao with monstrous rage, as if they held some deep-seated hatred for him!

Everyone trembled with fear, wanting to run, but they found their feet were rooted to the ground, unable to move!

Especially Grandpa Mo, whose back was soaked with cold sweat. The scenes from his dreams had appeared in the real world, even more terrifying than in his dreams!

Seeing that it had achieved the desired effect, Chen Xiao made a hand seal and chanted a spell, softly shouting, "Collect!"

The Yin soldiers immediately returned to the Guan Dao, and the black gas disappeared with them.

Chen Xiao did not destroy them. This thing was a purely natural remnant soul of Yin soldiers, definitely useful in formations in the future.

If necessary, he could even use them to summon an army of hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers!

Chen Xiao set down the Guan Dao, but found that everyone else was too afraid to approach, keeping their distance.

"You don't need to be afraid, these are just the remnant souls of those who died under this blade. They won't hurt you."

Chen Xiao's explanation only made everyone more afraid.

Wasn't this just seeing ghosts in broad daylight!

Old Mo said with a face full of shame, "Mr. Chen, I misunderstood you just now, and I have offended you greatly. Please forgive me, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Xiao waved his hand casually. "It's okay, Old Mo, you don't need to blame yourself."

Then Old Mo asked, "Mr. Chen, since this Guan Dao is, as you say, an extremely yin weapon, how should I dispose of it?"

"Old Mo, you don't need to worry about it. Just leave it to me. Although it's harmful to you in every way, it's a rare treasure to me. Speaking of which, I should thank you!"

Chen Xiao smiled heartily and said truthfully.

"That's great!"

Old Mo didn't ask Chen Xiao what he wanted the thing for. Anyway, he hoped this Guan Dao would be as far away from him as possible!

It was just noon, so Old Mo invited Chen Xiao to stay for a meal.

Chen Xiao didn't refuse. During the meal, everyone toasted him and thanked him again.

After eating, Chen Xiao hurried back to Jiangcheng.

With this Guan Dao, he could begin to set up formations.

However, Grandpa Mo was mistaken about one thing. This Guan Dao wasn't a spiritual artifact. At most, it could be considered a semi-spiritual artifact.

After all, the remnant soul of the Yin soldiers attached to the Guan Dao wasn't spiritual energy generated by itself.

But the effect of this semi-spiritual artifact was something that ordinary spiritual artifacts couldn't match. It was a matter of luck.

Finding a weapon like this that had killed so many people was like searching for a needle in a haystack, and now it was a time of peace, so there were no conditions to replicate it!

After returning home and having dinner, he went to the basement and carried down the stone lion statue from the entrance.

This stone spirit was also part of the formation he had in mind.

Next, he placed the Guan Dao and the spiritual artifact seal used by Tang Bohu aside and began to draw talismans, carve jade, and make final preparations.

When the talismans and jade were all ready, everything was ready except for the east wind!

Once midnight passed, he could begin to set up the formation!