The houses collapsed continuously, turning into dust.

Paper money flew onto the ground, filled with a ghastly atmosphere.

Ji Xiang looked at the paper money that had not disappeared, but had lost the power of the Ni, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

Finally, Ji Xiang stopped using the power of the Ucchuṣma Vajra to destroy the mansions.

Perhaps at this moment, the evil ghosts in the Avici Hell could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

From the mouth of the Hell Mark, Ji Xiang could vaguely hear some garbled voices, many of which were vulgarities, even foreign curses, obviously with a Hindu accent.

"Little Ten, set fire."

The little fox's ears twitched, and holding the Fire God's Flag, she waved it wildly around!

The raging flames engulfed everything here. These houses were not afraid of the changes of the five elements, and the flames couldn't even burn away the dust accumulated on the beams and tiles, which was astonishing.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from inside the Hell Mark:

"Hey... man of the Yang world, it is not wise for you to absorb these Ni into Avici Hell!"

"You're carrying my finger, and I opened a mouth on the finger, using the time the Hell Mark is open, so I can talk to you."

This voice was hoarse and muffled, and the black finger in Ji Xiang's sack shook at this moment, emitting a fierce aura.

"Huh? Whose voice is this?"

The sudden appearance of this voice made Ji Xiang feel extremely friendly.

After all, the surroundings were silent, and the little fox was also shivering with fright. There were only two living people, and suddenly a voice that seemed to be pointing the way naturally made people feel a lot more comfortable.

However, Ji Xiang soon discovered that this voice came from the Hell Mark, echoing the black finger.

Ji Xiang took out the black finger from the sack, and saw that there was indeed a mouth growing on the finger, with sharp teeth, in the shape of an evil ghost.

Well, he was exorcising evil and slaying ghosts, but the more he killed, the more wrong things felt, and finally the hellish fiend couldn't help but want to speak?

Had he really thrown out too much garbage?

"Are you Cāṇḍāla, the Peacock King Bodhisattva?"

This was a peak Ascension Realm master. The last time he saw someone of this level was Lin Lingsu, the Great Sage of Yuanmiao.

"How do you know my divine position?"

An astonished voice came from the Hell Mark.

Ji Xiang smiled: "That's not important. What's important is what advice do you have?"

Cāṇḍāla pondered for a few seconds and responded, "Indeed! Yang world expert, I can't talk to you for long. I can only tell you that these Ni are not evil ghosts. They are actually used to suppress certain ferocious things."

"You've eaten these things, increasing the suppression power of Avici Hell, but you've harmed me, preventing me from being liberated!"

Ji Xiang: "So, Cāṇḍāla, what is your advice?"

Cāṇḍāla's voice was very unhappy: "Hmph! Yang world expert, you should call me senior!"

Ji Xiang: "I never give a good look to evil demons. You are ascended, and so am I. You are trapped in hell and my physical cultivation is insufficient. Don't act presumptuously with me. If you have advice, say it directly. If you don't have advice, I'm going to close the Hell Mark."

The ghost face of the Ucchuṣma Vajra Hell Mark had already begun to show an angry expression, seemingly dissatisfied that Cāṇḍāla was forcibly speaking from its mouth.

But now the control of the Hell Mark was in Ji Xiang's hands, so Ji Xiang could control the opening and closing of the Hell Mark.

"Alright, alright! Don't dwell on this! I'll tell you, I can impart to you the Peacock King Mantra. You can use my severed finger to cast it, and you can remove all poisons, calm all disasters and fears, eliminate all diseases, and avoid untimely death."

"And I hope that after you have received my teaching, one day, when your physical body is restored and your strength reaches the complete Ascension Realm, you will come to hell to deliver me."

Ji Xiang frowned. The surrounding fire and yin energy intertwined and condensed, making it even more bizarre.

"I will not deliver you. Avici Hell is not under the jurisdiction of my Daoist sect, and since you have already entered Avici Hell, you must not be a benevolent person. If I go to look for you, it will definitely be to kill you."

"But if you want to pass on spells to me, then I am very willing. Don't bother about saving me."

If you want to be liberated, if you come out alive, I don't know if you will be in the outer world or the inner world. If it's the inner world, then it's fine, a peak Ascension Realm expert is not a particularly powerful person. There are still Tianxin and Hunyuan suppressing them, but if they appear in the outer world, then it will be terrible.

Cāṇḍāla said angrily: "I am kind-hearted, and I can't bear for you to suffer the calamity of poison next!"

"I am an evil ghost of Avici Hell, and you are carrying my severed finger. I know everything about whether you will have a great disaster of poison next! As for why I am in Avici Hell, and have become an evil ghost, that is also because I was harmed by someone, and turned into this Cāṇḍāla appearance... Forget it! You won't believe it even if I tell you!"

People these days are really shameless, and they're still thinking of getting something for free?

I'm passing on the technique to you so that you will be grateful, but you say, "I have sworn to destroy all evil"?!

"If you don't cultivate my Dharma, then so be it. I am not someone who begs people in a humble manner, but I will give you one last chance. When you are poisoned later, chant my holy name, and draw an eight-petaled lotus on the ground, and I can still save you, but if you are really not afraid of poison, then do as you please!"

"Sometimes, making a deal with an evil ghost may not be a good way to save your life!"

After he finished speaking, he left behind the holy name mantra of the Great King, called the "Mahāmāyūrī Vidyārājñī Mahādhāraṇī."

For Ji Xiang, contact information was left, which was okay.

As for the matter of poison, Ji Xiang only felt that it might be related to the feeling of unease in his heart. After learning that the Ni on the paper money were used to suppress real ghosts, Ji Xiang did not continue to destroy those mansions.

However, he had already destroyed many mansions before, which might have caused a huge impact, which made Ji Xiang worried.

"I hope nothing happens in Gusu City?"

Ji Xiang and the little fox walked back to the big tree where the Ziji Street monster had died.

Ji Xiang collected some blood from the Ziji Street monster, believing that this guy's blood might be helpful. At this time, Ji Xiang urgently wanted a small space to store things, carrying a sack around to fight, which was too much trouble, and it was also inconvenient to store things.

It was time to learn a technique like Qiankun Sleeves.

After collecting the blood, Ji Xiang proposed to retreat and leave this place, which surprised the little fox. After all, the ancestor had never been afraid of any enemy, and he looked down on everyone. Why was he going to retreat strategically today?

It seemed the problem was very big.

Ji Xiang said that if he wanted to leave, these ghostly things couldn't stop him.

But at this moment, cries came from the houses burned by the flames.

Were there living people?

Ji Xiang stopped his steps to leave.