425: Chapter 425 A Night of a Hundred Strange Tales

Dark clouds appeared above the Sect, and clusters of mist drifted into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile.

On the rooftops, several Pipa Ghosts holding pipas appeared out of nowhere.

Their complexions were deathly pale, and they were draped in wide white robes. Their exposed fingers were sharp, and they cradled white pipas made of bone, their entire beings exuding an aura of Yin Qi and evil power.

Some of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Disciples on duty quickly discovered them.

The leader of the group was immediately enraged: "Who goes there, daring to intrude upon my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

The Pipa Ghosts' heads swung around like machines; half of their faces were bone, while the other half were stunningly beautiful, making the hearts of the Disciples pound wildly.

The Pipa Ghosts' fingers moved, and they began to play ghostly music.

The sound of the music was extremely strange, making one's scalp tingle, and a wave of pain struck.

The person who had just shouted turned pale; he felt uncomfortable all over, his brain feeling as if it were being gripped by something, causing intense pain.

"Not good… a mental attack… quickly go notify the Elder, someone has invaded the Sect…"

Just then, following the sound of the zither, six Skinless Dancers stepped out of the black mist one by one.

They had no skin, their bodies wrapped tightly in white bandages that accentuated their graceful figures and alluring curves, yet could not stop the blood from seeping out through the gaps, which was truly horrifying.

They danced to the music, appearing and disappearing in the mist, now in the east, now in the west, and then suddenly in some courtyard.

The next second, they suddenly appeared in front of the Disciples, their bandages lashing out toward them without warning.

These bandages grabbed them, tightening more and more until their bones were crushed.

The pipa music resonated throughout the entire Sect, and all the Disciples and Elders felt unwell and suffered from splitting headaches upon hearing it.

Most of the Sect Disciples had already been taken down by Ning Rongrong's food.

But there were still many Disciples who hadn't eaten; hearing the commotion, they all rushed out.

The scene on the rooftops made their scalps tingle—the Pipa Ghosts playing, the Skinless Dancers dancing.

Two of the dancers were grabbing two long-dead people and dancing with them; the bones of these two had long been crushed, and their twisted expressions from dying in pain, combined with their exposed bones, made cold sweat break out on everyone's foreheads.

Such a bizarre and peculiar scene was something they, even as Spirit Masters, had never seen before.

"Who are you people, daring to kill Disciples of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and putting on such a ghostly act here?"

One of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Elders was furious.

As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Spirit.

He smashed his Spirit toward the Pipa Ghosts and Skinless Dancers in mid-air.

But a bizarre scene occurred.

The Spirit passed right through their bodies.

They were like shadows, completely untouchable.

"How is this possible…"

It wasn't just the Elder who was shocked; the surrounding Disciples found it even more unbelievable.

The Fourth Elder was a Spirit Douluo powerhouse, after all.

"Elder, their bodies are ethereal; they don't seem to be physical entities."

One of the Disciples immediately employed a mental attack.

The Pipa Ghosts had already targeted them; the music intensified, the ghostly sound shattering the enemy's Spirit Ability, and fiercely assaulting the crowd.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members immediately felt the intense pain in their brains worsen, and even by circulating their Soul Power, they could no longer resist.

Their Soul Power was in disarray, their consciousness became dim, and their strength was suppressed by more than half by the music.

Before they could recover, the Skinless Dancers had already flashed around them to dance.

The bandages on their bodies coiled toward them like pythons.

"Sixth Spirit Skill, Heavenly Dragon Vajra Shield."

One of the Disciples reacted extremely quickly and immediately set up a defense.

But there were too many people around, and it was impossible to protect them all; those Sect Disciples who were still under mental interference were immediately entangled by the bandages and torn into pieces alive on the spot.

Many people saw this scene and felt their scalps explode, trembling all over.

Some young Disciples were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they collapsed directly to the ground.

What made them even more terrified was that the mist around them was increasing.

Shadow after shadow descended from the mist.

The Snow Woman Ghost, dressed in an ice-white gown, had a stunningly beautiful face that looked completely devoid of life.

Everywhere she passed was frozen; those weak Disciples couldn't even escape in time and became ice sculptures.

The Bone Woman, nothing but white bones, had a slender skeletal frame, her hollow eyes containing only ghostly fire flickering slightly.

Her ten-fingered bone claws were as sharp as knives; the moment she landed, regardless of age, she pounced on the two nearest Sect Disciples, her bone claws fiercely tearing open their chests, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

The Painted Skin Ghost appeared directly among the Seven Treasure people; in the chaos, she disguised herself as a member of the Sect and attacked those who trusted her the most without warning.

The Rakshasa Woman held a white umbrella and wore a white dress, moving like a ghost; wherever the umbrella flew, she followed, suddenly appearing on the body of her chosen target to take their head.

The moment the Water Ghosts appeared, the ground beneath their feet turned into an ocean; those who were fleeing were originally stepping on solid ground, but the next moment they fell into deep water, held tightly by one Water Ghost after another, and pulled underwater until they drowned, becoming yet another Puppet of the Water Ghosts.

…

A full hundred different Ghouls appeared within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, conducting an indiscriminate slaughter; the pride of the Spirit Masters was helpless before this group of ferocious Ghouls.

These Ghouls did not fear physical attacks, and their appearance was almost unstoppable; the entire Sect was filled with desolate screams.

Ning Rongrong also felt that her husband had arrived, so her steps involuntarily quickened, turning a blind eye to the screams around her.

Just then, several Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Disciples stumbled over to Ning Rongrong, their faces filled with terror: "Young Miss, there are Ghouls."

"Young Miss, quickly call the Sect Master, there really are Ghouls!"

Just then, several Ghouls with twisted facial features and wearing large black robes emerged from the ground without warning.

They each carried a lantern in their hands, inside which burned nether-colored flames, and their bodies were surrounded by an eerie Yin Qi.

Seeing the Lantern Ghosts, these Disciples turned pale, and one of the women let out a loud scream.

"Protect the Young Miss!"

"Young Miss, hurry and leave!"

"Third Soul Skill, Rainbow Piercing the Sun, I shall kill!"

One of the strongest Disciples took his long sword and charged at them.

His full-force strike passed through the Lantern Ghost's body but caused no damage at all.

The next moment, the Lantern Ghost moved the lantern slightly, and the flames on the lantern suddenly burst out, instantly wrapping around them.

No matter how they beat at them, the flames seemed sticky and clung tightly to their bodies.

"Young Miss, Young Miss, hurry and save us… it hurts so much, Young Miss."

"Young Miss, help, help…"

"Save me…"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and looked at them.

The next moment.

She lifted her little skirt.

With a faint smile on her lips, she walked past them while they looked on in despair, and even until they were burned to ashes, Ning Rongrong did not look back once.

These Lantern Ghosts acted as if they didn't see her, allowing Ning Rongrong to leave.