181: Ghostly soldiers borrowed the road, and a hundred ghosts roamed at night.

In an instant, a faint glimmer of spiritual light suddenly flashed. Her originally ordinary eyes transformed into a pair of flickering light-green spirit eyes.

However, even so, she still didn't discover anything unusual. But a "woman's sixth sense" lingered in her heart, constantly reminding her that things were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

"Can't you all smell a faint, trace amount of yin energy?"

"I don't know why, but I have a very bad premonition in my heart."

"But Du Wenqing and I really haven't noticed anything unusual." Yan Hui snapped out of it and muttered to herself.

She knew well that although little Tang Tang appeared somewhat mischievous, she would never speak without reason.

After all, as the one with the highest cultivation among the three of them, since she had said so, then it must be that her own cultivation was not yet proficient enough.

Just as they finished speaking, a sudden gust of wild wind came howling.

This wind came extremely fast and with great force; the carefully decorated neon lights of the shops on both sides of the street were instantly blown about, crashing and making crackling sounds.

Yan Hui hurriedly looked up at the sky; the originally calm night sky was now covered in thick, dark clouds, a heavy expanse of blackness.

Then, she turned her gaze back to the street below, her brows furrowed as an ominous feeling rose in her heart. Immediately after, she reached into her bosom without hesitation, pulled out a rank three ghost crystal, handed it to Tang Tang, and said, "Here, take it!"

"Damn! You really are a wealthy tycoon!" Tang Tang couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

But her hands were not slow at all; she snatched the glowing rank three ghost crystal and pressed it against the center of her forehead.

When she looked at the street again, her expression changed abruptly in the next second. She reached out and gripped Qiu Yanhui's shoulder tightly—with such force that her fingers almost dug into the flesh, making Yan Hui nearly cry out in pain.

At some point, a massive mass of yin energy had permeated the air above, so dense it seemed like it could drip water.

And within the mass of yin energy, a spatial rift seemed to be slowly opening, like a hideous and terrifying giant mouth.

In the blink of an eye, countless ghosts and monsters were scrambling out of the rift, hands and feet flailing in a frenzy.

They came in various forms: some had green faces and long fangs, some were dripping with blood, and others had mangled bodies—they looked incredibly horrific and terrifying.

"So many... so many ghosts!" Tang Tang cried out in terror. She only took a quick glance before hurriedly averting her gaze; looking for even a second longer felt like being swallowed by the terrifying yin energy.

"What on earth is that? We couldn't have actually run into the legendary Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, could we?" Yan Hui looked back at Tang Tang's grave expression, her curiosity growing stronger, like a kitten constantly scratching at her heart.

The originally bright street lights suddenly went out, and the surroundings plunged into darkness.

The entire environment underwent a world-shaking change as a sinister, cold aura rushed toward them.

The surrounding crowd instantly fell into a panic, with screams and shouts rising one after another.

There was no longer any need for Tang Tang to repeat anything, because Qiu Yanhui saw those so-called "Hundred Ghosts" with her own eyes.

"Hiss... why are they so ugly?" Qiu Yanhui couldn't help but gasp.

Compared to the Female Ghost in Green she had encountered while catching ghosts in the Great Xia Kingdom before, these "Hundred Ghosts" could only be described as grotesque. If that Female Ghost in Green were here, she might even be considered a "beauty."

Obviously, they weren't the only three who saw these "Hundred Ghosts"; the ordinary people nearby also witnessed this terrifying scene.

They were letting out shrill screams while desperately fleeing and hiding in all directions.

Masses of thick yin energy were falling from the sky like hailstones.

Each mass of yin energy contained a hideous-looking ghost. They appeared incessantly, one after another... "No, this is too chaotic. If we don't get it under control, a serious stampede will definitely occur," Du Wenqing said, her brows tightly knit in anxiety.

Before she could finish her sentence, she noticed a little boy standing not far ahead, wailing loudly, with no adult in sight.

"Mommy... Daddy... where are you?"

...After the ghosts crashed down from the sky, their eyes, filled with greed, stared intently at the living people before them, as if they were looking at the rarest and most delicious delicacies in the world.

"Cultivators! I smell the scent of cultivators," an Heavenly Evil Ghost said in a low, raspy voice.

"What fragrant flesh!" a Hitoban muttered to itself while drooling.

"Yummy, yummy. Those few cultivators belong to me."

At this moment, a rank four early-stage Rokurokubi triumphantly stretched its freely extendable neck, already regarding this delicious meal as its prize.

"Yes, Rokurokubi Boss."

While everyone else was hiding in the shops along the street in a panic, Du Wenqing and the others, still standing in the middle of the street, naturally became the target of all eyes, appearing exceptionally conspicuous.

Many passing pedestrians also hurriedly hid to the side; quite a few of them had clearly recognized Du Wenqing and her companions.

"The young ladies from the Special Affairs Bureau!"

"The Great Daoists from Changchun Temple!"

"And Team Leader Qiu from the Action Team!"

Although Du Wenqing didn't understand Language R, she could still clearly hear the Great Xia language mixed in.

Seeing the group of ghosts opposite them starting to stir, Du Wenqing didn't hesitate to fly forward and scoop the little boy into her arms.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart: [Even though we people from Great Xia have always loved watching the commotion, this is Country R! There isn't even a ghost messenger stationed here. It's one thing for you guys to come out and seek death, but why bring an innocent child along?!]

"Have we run into the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?" Du Wenqing pulled a 'QSZ92' spirit-dispelling gun from her coat pocket and aimed it at the Rokurokubi.

"I'm afraid it's more than just one wave of the Night Parade. This yin energy is like a poked hornet's nest—it's disturbed the lair of a rank five ghost king," Tang Tang's expression instantly turned cold as frost.

"Furthermore, the area covered by the yin energy is so vast that it might not be limited to Henghua Street."

The Rokurokubi crashed directly onto the ground, and the other ghosts retreated several meters in terror.

"Cultivators~ move aside quickly, or else obediently become this sister's meal," the Rokurokubi said to them, opening its bloody maw.

Although the voice was not human speech, it was like a thunderclap, and everyone present could actually understand it.