102: Chapter 102 The Ten Thousand Soul Banner Advances! Is the Ghost Granny getting anxious? Then leave the ship behind too!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"

The gale howled, the mournful cry of Souls being forcibly stripped away.

On the Lancang River, the army of water ghosts that had been charging like thousands of horses now looked like a school of fish being sucked in by a giant whale.

No matter how they struggled, they couldn't escape the pull of the massive black vortex above.

"No! I won't go!"

"That's Hell! That's the Avici Hell!"

"Granny, save me! Save your child!"

Countless water ghosts shrieked, their bodies turning into streaks of black light, uncontrollably flying toward the ten thousand souls banner in the sky.

On the banner's surface, which was originally as black as ink, pained, hideous, yet gradually numbing ghostly faces began to emerge.

As it devoured more and more Souls, this ten thousand souls banner, which was originally just a Low Grade Magical Artifact, actually began to emit a faint eerie glow. The flagpole vibrated; it seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative transformation.

"My children!!"

Seeing the army of water ghosts she had painstakingly refined for decades vanish in patches like harvested leeks, Ghost Granny's heart bled.

That was her trump card for dominating Southeast Asia!

"Junior! You go too far!"

Ghost Granny let out a shrill screech, and her bone cane slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Black Witchcraft Secret Art: Ten Thousand Snakes Heart-Devouring!"

Boom!

From beneath her tattered black robes, countless small, pitch-black snakes—only as thick as chopsticks—suddenly swarmed out.

These small snakes had wings on their backs and were incredibly fast. They converged into a dense black torrent, bypassing Mary and Chu Ling at the front and heading straight for Su Yang in the sky!

"Trying to sneak attack my master? Have you asked me first?"

Mary hovered gracefully in mid-air, the silver dinner knife spinning rapidly between her fingertips, leaving behind silver afterimages.

"Blood Magic: Blood Storm!"

Pfft!

She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the dinner knife.

The originally bright silver knife instantly turned a bizarre blood-red, then transformed into countless blood-colored blade lights. Like a red rainstorm, they surged forward to strangle the flying snakes.

"Screech, screech, screech—"

A series of tooth-aching cutting sounds rang out.

Those seemingly fierce flying snakes were sliced into neat pieces the moment they touched the blood-colored blade lights.

Black poisonous blood splattered onto the river, instantly poisoning a large number of water ghosts who hadn't been sucked away yet.

"Damned Vampire!"

Ghost Granny trembled with rage. Before she could change her move, a huge shadow had already loomed over her head.

"Old lady, where are you looking?"

Chu Ling's petite body now erupted with power comparable to a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

She leapt high from the water, a massive concrete pillar appearing in her hands at some point.

"Take a hit from This Palace!"

Whoosh—!

The several-ton concrete pillar, carrying terrifying wind pressure, smashed ruthlessly toward the bow of the Ghost Ship!

"Madmen! They're all madmen!"

Ghost Granny was scared out of her wits. She didn't dare take the hit head-on and hurriedly retreated.

Boom!!!

A world-shaking explosion.

The Ghost Ship, sewn together from human skin, had its bow smashed to pieces by that pillar!

Wood chips flew, and black gas overflowed.

The entire ship shook violently, nearly disintegrating on the spot.

"Oops, I missed."

Chu Ling landed on the broken deck, shouldered the concrete pillar, tilted her head, and looked at the disheveled Ghost Granny with an innocent face.

"Old lady, why are you dodging? Wouldn't it be nice for This Palace to give your cervical spine a massage?"

"You... you all..."

Ghost Granny's hair was now disheveled, her original sinister and terrifying image completely gone, leaving only a face full of horror and distress.

She looked at Su Yang in the sky, who was still frantically absorbing ghosts, and then at the two female devils in front of her who were playing with her like a monkey.

She finally realized that this time, she hadn't kicked a steel plate, but a titanium alloy plate!

How was this an ordinary Taoist priest?

This whole family was a bunch of freaking monsters!

"Go! I must leave!"

"As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of having no firewood to burn!"

A flash of decisiveness crossed Ghost Granny's eyes.

She suddenly bit the middle fingers of both hands and drew a bizarre blood talisman in the air.

"Ghost Ship Fiend Transformation! Escape!"

Hum—!

The damaged Ghost Ship beneath her feet suddenly seemed to come alive, and the human-skin-sewn patterns on the hull lit up with a blinding red light.

The entire ship began to shrink rapidly, actually trying to turn into a streak of light and dive into the river bottom to escape!

"Trying to run?"

Su Yang, who had been standing on his Flying Sword without moving, finally opened his eyes.

He glanced at the ten thousand souls banner in his hand, which was already somewhat bloated from absorption, nodded with satisfaction, and then hung it at his waist.

"If I let you run, wouldn't my newly bought Flying Sword be a waste of money?"

Su Yang formed a hand seal, and the seven star dragon abyss sword beneath his feet let out a clear sword hum.

"Clang—!"

The divine sword unsheathed, its cold light illuminating half the river's surface.

"Mount Shu Sword Control Art: Myriad Sword Technique!"

Su Yang pointed his fingers like a sword towards the shrinking Ghost Ship below.

"Divide!"

Swish, swish, swish, swish—!

The seven star dragon abyss sword, which was originally only one, instantly split into hundreds and thousands of sword shadows in the air!

Every sword shadow emitted an incomparably sharp Sword Qi, like countless stars falling from the sky, completely sealing off the entire river area!

"Fall!"

Boom, boom, boom—!

A dense rain of swords poured down, bombarding the Ghost Ship like a violent storm.

"Ah—!!!"

Ghost Granny let out a desperate scream.

The escape light that had just gathered shattered instantly under the bombardment of the Myriad Sword Technique.

The entire Ghost Ship was pierced like a hedgehog by the Sword Qi, riddled with holes. It could no longer maintain its form and turned back into a large, broken wooden boat, lying powerlessly on the river surface.

"Is... is this the legendary means of a Sword Immortal?!"

Ghost Granny slumped on the deck, looking at the light swords stuck all over the hull that were still vibrating slightly, her eyes filled with despair.

It's over.

Completely over.

In this Dharma Ending Age, how could anyone still cultivate such terrifying swordsmanship?!

"Old lady, didn't you say just now that you wanted to take the head from my shoulders?"

Su Yang stepped through the Void Realm, walking down step by step, hovering three meters in front of Ghost Granny.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, looking like a descended immortal.

"Now, my head is right here."

"Come and take it."

"Master Su... Master Su, have mercy!"

Ghost Granny was truly terrified this time. She knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing loudly.

"This old woman was blind! This old woman's heart was blinded by greed!"

"I beg the Great Master to spare this old woman's life for the sake of the difficulty of cultivation! This old woman is willing to be your slave and hand over all the treasures of the Black Witchcraft Cult to the Great Master!"

"Be my slave?"

Su Yang glanced disdainfully at her face, which looked like old tree bark.

"Forget it, my home isn't short of people to sweep the floor. Besides, your appearance is too detrimental to the city's image; it would easily scare my flowers and plants."

"As for the treasures..."

Su Yang glanced at the massive Ghost Ship.

"If I kill you, won't the things be mine all the same?"

"You!!"

Seeing that there was no hope for mercy, a flash of madness appeared in Ghost Granny's eyes again.

"Since you won't give me a way out, then let's all die together!!"

Her body suddenly puffed up like a balloon, and a bizarre red light shone through her skin.

"Self-detonation?"

Su Yang shook his head.

"Did you get my permission to play with self-detonation in front of me?"

"Freeze!"

As he spoke the word, his word became law.

Combined with the pressure of the Karmic Golden Body, Ghost Granny's expanding body instantly froze, and the violent energy inside her was forcibly suppressed.

"Qingcheng, Yingxue."

Su Yang commanded calmly.

"Send this elderly person on her way."

"Yes, Young Master."

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue, who had been standing by, attacked simultaneously.

Red silk like fire, white silk like snow.

The two long silks instantly pierced Ghost Granny's chest, directly crushing her Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits!

"No—"

Accompanied by one last cry of unwilling anguish, this leader of the Black Witchcraft Cult, who had dominated Southeast Asia for decades, completely perished in the rolling Lancang River.

With her death, a pitch-black bead emitting thick Yin Qi floated out of her body.

"Ghost King Inner Elixir!"

Su Yang grabbed the bead, feeling the surging energy inside, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"This is a good thing."

"With this thing, my Rice Bucket can probably grow another size."

He casually kicked Ghost Granny's corpse into the river to feed the fish, then looked at the massive Ghost Ship.

"Although this ship is a bit broken, the Materials are good—all hundred-year-old Bogwood."

"Just right, I'll dismantle it and take it back to make a new coffin for Chu Ling. The rest can be used to build a sunshade for Big Black."

"Um... Boss..."

Just as Su Yang was planning how to dismantle the ship, Chu Ling weakly raised her hand.

"I... can I not sleep in a coffin?"

"Sister Yuqing said that Simmons mattresses are popular now..."