In an instant, golden flames burst forth from Ling Xiao's hand, transforming into a sea of fire that surged toward Old Master Ren.
The temperature within several hundred meters began to rise rapidly.
Seeing this, the old Taoist's gloomy expression changed drastically.
"Fire-controlling talent—this is fire-controlling talent! How is this possible?!"
He cried out in disbelief.
"Heavenly Net Trap, Spirit Fire Bind!"
Before he could say more, Ling Xiao shouted, and the golden flames instantly formed a massive net that tightly wrapped around Old Master Ren's body.
"Ssshhh!!!"
The searing hot net crazily scorched Old Master Ren's body.
"Roar! Roar!!!!"
Miserable screams erupted from the Zombie version of Old Master Ren, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape the net woven from Ling Xiao's heavenly fire.
And this was with Ling Xiao holding back—after all, the Zombie was his own. If he hadn't, Old Master Ren would've turned to ash in a blink.
"Go rest underground for now!!"
Ling Xiao gave a cold snort and suddenly stomped his right foot down.
Immediately, a crack opened in the ground. Old Master Ren fell into the fissure, which then closed again as if it had never appeared.
"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible!!"
Seeing all this, the old Taoist stumbled back in terror before collapsing to the ground.
"Evil Taoist, your crimes are too many to count. Today, you die!!"
Ling Xiao's voice turned icy. The next moment, he raised his right hand and gripped the air.
Whoosh!!
A stream of blazing fire erupted from Ling Xiao's hand, instantly forming a long sword made of flame.
"Die!!"
With a low cry, Ling Xiao slashed the sword forward.
Shhh!!!
A burst of golden flame sword energy tore through the air, sweeping toward the old Taoist.
"No! Impossible! How could I lose to a brat like you?!"
The old Taoist shouted in horror. He tried to run, but his body had already reached its limits. He was barely stronger than an ordinary Human Master Realm cultivator, and certainly no match for sword energy.
He had come in person only because he was sure of victory. Who would have thought Ling Xiao was many times stronger than even Uncle Nine?
Puff!!!!
The flame sword energy did not stop. It instantly struck the old Taoist, splitting him in half.
Flames ignited at the wound, and in a flash, his body was reduced to ashes.
From the pile of ash, a glowing Soul orb emerged.
Clearly, even the Taoist's Soul had been burned to nothing by Ling Xiao's heavenly fire.
Buzz!!!!
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst from the Soul orb and streamed into Ling Xiao's body like flowing water.
"Ding… Congratulations! You have slain an evil cultivator responsible for thousands of deaths, allowing countless souls to rest in peace. You have gained a large amount of merit and acquired a Soul orb. After burial, it may produce a ghost blessed by the Divine Tomb!"
Just then, a system notification rang out.
"He actually killed thousands of people!!"
Ling Xiao was shocked upon hearing the system's prompt. Thousands of deaths—far more than the ghosts of Renjia Town had caused over hundreds of years. Truly terrifying.
Compared to this evil cultivator, those ghosts were nothing.
"With such a wicked Soul, burying it should at least produce a Shadow. With the system's blessing, it will definitely become a Malevolent Ghost!"
Ling Xiao walked into the courtyard, picked up the Soul orb, and raised an eyebrow.
Without hesitation, he buried the orb in the Divine Tomb.
"Ding… Congratulations! Shadow-class Malevolent Ghost buried: 1. Gained EXP: 4000, Silver Dollar: 4000!"
"Ding… Ghost blessed by Divine Tomb. Ghost power +50 years! Upgraded to Early Stage Red-clothed Malevolent Ghost!"
Two successive notifications echoed in Ling Xiao's mind.
He nodded in satisfaction.
"Greetings, Master!!!"
Soon, a red-cloaked ghost slowly floated out from a grave within the Divine Tomb and bowed respectfully to Ling Xiao.
A terrifying power radiated from the ghost's form, enough to scare an ordinary person to death on sight.
"Hmm, doesn't look like that old Taoist at all!"
Ling Xiao noticed the ghost was in the form of a middle-aged man.
This meant that ghosts formed from Soul orbs were entirely new beings—different appearance, no memory of their former lives.
They existed solely to serve Ling Xiao.
"That's even better. It means these people are truly gone. No matter how evil they were in life, they no longer matter."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly at the thought.
After all, if such evil people retained memories and consciousness, keeping them as subordinates would be like granting them mercy.
"Taoist Priest Ling Xiao, are you alright?"
Just then, Ren Tingting, who had been hiding inside the villa, rushed to his side.
"I'm fine now. Let's go check on Master Ren."
Ling Xiao retracted his consciousness from the Divine Tomb.
Suddenly, he remembered there was still a Zombie at Uncle Nine's side that hadn't been dealt with.
With that, he quickly headed toward the Yamen with Ren Tingting in tow.
Soon, they arrived outside the Yamen.
"Black Emperor of the North, Taiwei Six Jia,
Spirits of the Five Emperors, Radiant Sun and Moon,
…
…
Whoever hears my spell, their heads shall split,
Shattered to dust—by command of the divine law!"
Just as they approached the entrance, Uncle Nine's incantation rang out.
Ling Xiao stepped inside and saw Uncle Nine pinning a Zombie to the ground. A wisp of black energy swirled around his right hand before he struck down with a heavy palm.
Boom!!!!
With a deafening explosion, the Zombie's head was smashed apart by Uncle Nine's strike.
"Whoa, Master is so violent!"
Wen Cai, not far away, sucked in a sharp breath.
"Exactly! Master is so violent! Luckily we're not Zombies, or we'd have been beaten to death ages ago!"
Qiu Sheng nodded in agreement.
"If you two had even a shred of competence, would Master need to beat you every day?"
At that moment, Ling Xiao's exasperated voice came from nearby.
As soon as he spoke, everyone turned toward him.
"Senior Brother!? Miss Ren!?"
"Senior Brother, you're finally here!"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng ran over excitedly upon seeing Ling Xiao and Ren Tingting.
"Ling Xiao, what brings you here? What happened to the Zombie and that evil Taoist?"
Uncle Nine asked quickly upon seeing Ling Xiao.
"My grandfather was captured by Taoist Priest Ling Xiao as soon as he acted. As for that old man, Taoist Priest Ling Xiao killed him in a single strike!"
Before Ling Xiao could answer, Ren Tingting proudly spoke up, as if she'd been the one to strike the blow herself.
"What!? It's all been taken care of?"
Uncle Nine couldn't help but exclaim.
Old Master Ren was a powerful Hair Zombie. Without preparation, Uncle Nine had almost been killed by him.
And now, both he and the Feng Shui master had been taken down by Ling Xiao—just like that?
Could it be that Ling Xiao had already reached the Eighth Heaven of the Earth Master Realm?
He was only fifteen!
The thought left Uncle Nine utterly stunned.
A fifteen-year-old at Eighth Heaven? That meant he could reach the Heavenly Master Realm before thirty, and perhaps become the first Dao Lord since the era of spiritual depletion.
Even with his understanding of Ling Xiao's character, Uncle Nine couldn't help but worry.
After all, he trusted Ling Xiao—but that didn't mean others would.
The Ghostraising Path… was simply too special.
"What? The Zombie that injured Master got taken down by Senior Brother just like that?"
"Wow, doesn't that mean Senior Brother is even stronger than Master!?"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng gasped.
"Don't forget, I guarded Old Master Ren's corpse the night before. To prevent accidents, I had already placed a Sealing Talisman on him to restrict his movements.
If it weren't for tracking the old Taoist, I could've captured Old Master Ren last night.
As for the old Taoist—he was already wounded by Master, so he was weak! He could only muster the strength of the First Heaven of the Earth Master Realm.
I've got a long way to go before I match Master."
Ling Xiao smiled and casually gave an explanation.
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