54: Chapter 54 The King of Hell was dumbfounded; these days, even catching ghosts uses sonic weapons.

The air seemed to be sucked dry in an instant, and the temperature plummeted to freezing point.

The array of ultraviolet lights, which had been humming continuously, seemed to dim slightly.

The moment that red figure vanished, a suffocating stench of blood exploded out of thin air, as if everyone had been thrown directly into a morgue freezer.

"Watch out!"

The longsword in Chen Beixuan's hand hummed and trembled. Just as he was about to draw it, he realized he couldn't keep up with that ghostly speed at all.

The next second.

The air three meters in front of Gu Changan suddenly distorted.

A terrifying face, pale as paper, with pitch-black eye sockets and a mouth split to the ears, appeared right in front of his face without any warning.

In those pure black eyes, there was no reason, only endless hatred for the living.

"Men... all deserve to die..."

The voice was shrill and sharp, like fingernails scraping hard against a blackboard, stinging everyone's eardrums.

That half-meter-long sharp claw, carrying a biting cold wind, struck directly at Gu Changan's heart, moving so fast that not even a blur could be seen.

With this strike, let alone flesh and blood, even a riot shield could be sliced open like tofu.

"Da-da-da-da-da—!"

Several Special Police officers nearby, who reacted extremely quickly, instantly pulled their triggers.

Specially made silver-plated bullets poured down like a rainstorm onto the red figure.

However, those bullet heads, which were enough to severely damage ordinary evil spirits, hit her like pebbles thrown into a deep pool, merely stirring up circles of black ripples before being directly swallowed by the thick Evil Qi, leaving not even a bullet hole behind.

At the top of the clock tower, Ye Yan saw this scene, his face, which had been twisted because his ghost soldiers were all wiped out, became fanatical again.

He stood on the edge, spreading his arms wide, laughing until he was rocking back and forth.

"It's useless! Fools! This is a century-old Red-Clad Ghost! Her resentment has long condensed into Evil Qi!"

"She is outside the Three Realms and not within the Five Elements! Your broken light bulbs and fire pokers aren't even worthy of scratching her itch!"

"Gu Changan! This is the price for offending me! Rip out your heart and liver and sacrifice them to my Ghost King! Hahahaha!"

The wild laughter echoed in the night sky, sounding exceptionally harsh.

However.

Facing that ghostly claw, which was inches away and capable of disemboweling a person.

Gu Changan didn't even blink, nor did he even draw the service pistol at his waist.

He just quietly looked at that terrifying ghost face, as if he were looking at a slightly uglier frog specimen in a specimen room.

The indifference and disregard revealed in those eyes caused the Red-Clad Ghost King, who had only wanted to kill, to pause slightly.

"Outside the Five Elements?"

A cold arc curled at the corner of Gu Changan's mouth, and he nodded slightly to Chen Xiaobei behind him.

"Then let her experience what the power of science is."

"Initiate Plan B. Give her something intense."

Chen Xiaobei already had his fingers hovering over the Enter key, sweating profusely as he waited for this moment.

Hearing the command, he hit the Keyboard without hesitation.

"Infrasound resonance System, full power output!"

In an instant.

Several heavy trucks deployed at the rear position simultaneously lifted their canvas covers.

Revealing rows of strange-looking, black dish-shaped antennas on the truck beds that looked like giant pot lids.

These antennas adjusted their angles in unison, all aiming at that fluttering red figure.

"Hum—!"

There was no deafening explosion, nor was there any blinding light.

Only the air trembled violently.

A super-low-frequency vibration, which human ears could not hear at all, instantly enveloped the entire area.

But everyone present felt as if their hearts had been fiercely squeezed by an invisible giant hand; they felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and their internal organs resonated slightly.

And for the Red-Clad Ghost King, who was composed of pure spiritual energy, this was not just some vibration.

This was an earthquake that would destroy the world.

This was a torture that threw her Soul into a blender and shredded it crazily.

The ghost claw, which had been unstoppable and was less than ten centimeters from Gu Changan's chest, stopped abruptly in mid-air.

"Ah—!!!"

A scream, a hundred times more shrill than before and filled with extreme pain, erupted from the Red-Clad Ghost King's mouth.

Her originally hideous and terrifying face was now, like the image on an old TV with a bad signal, starting to twist, stretch, and deform crazily.

Her originally solid red body had now turned into countless flickering noise and static.

That was her spiritual particle structure collapsing.

"So noisy! So noisy!!!"

The Red-Clad Ghost King clutched her head in pain, falling from mid-air and rolling wildly on the rubble-filled ground.

She desperately tried to cover her ears, but that destructive vibration acted directly on the depths of her Soul, leaving her nowhere to hide.

The layer of impenetrable black Evil Qi that had shrouded her was now, like snow meeting hot oil, rapidly melting and dissipating.

"What... what is going on?!"

On the clock tower, Ye Yan's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck whose neck had been wrung.

He widened his eyes, gripping the railing tightly, his eyeballs almost popping out.

His trump card, of which he was so proud, that Red-Clad Ghost King who claimed to ignore all physical attacks, was now actually twitching in pain on the ground like a fish thrown onto the shore?

"This is impossible! What kind of Demonic Technique is this?!"

Ye Yan panicked; he desperately urged the System within his body, trying to regain control of the Ghost King.

But the feedback from the System was only a mess of garbled code and warnings.

[Warning! Target spiritual body structure is suffering from high-frequency directional destruction! Stability has dropped to 30%... 20%...]

Gu Changan picked up the large black megaphone and blew into the microphone.

"Mr. Ye Yan, no need to be surprised."

"This is called a directional high-frequency infrasound generator."

Gu Changan looked at the waveform graph jumping crazily on the data panel, his tone as steady as if he were teaching a physics class to students.

"According to the third law of spiritual particle mechanics, every spiritual body has its own fixed vibration frequency."

"Just like how a tenor can shatter a glass cup."

"As long as you find this frequency and then use enough power to resonate..."

Gu Changan raised his hand and made a grabbing gesture.

"Whether it's a century-old vengeful ghost or a thousand-year-old demon, their structure will collapse in an instant."

"We call this—Physical Salvation."

On the ground, the Red-Clad Ghost King's figure was so blurred that it was almost impossible to see her human shape.

She no longer screamed, only emitting bursts of weak electrical noise, her body looking like it had been half-erased by an eraser, full of cracks.

"No... don't..."

She reached out toward Gu Changan, seemingly begging for mercy, the malice in her eyes having long since turned into deep fear.

Gu Changan looked at her coldly, without a shred of pity.

"A life for a life, paying back debts. It's the same even when you're a ghost."

He spoke four words calmly into the walkie-talkie.

"Increase power."

Chen Xiaobei immediately pushed the lever to the top.

"Maximum power output! Frequency locked!"

Those huge dish antennas shuddered violently, and the surrounding air even generated visible ripples due to the intense compression.

"Pop!"

A slight, crisp sound.

Just like someone popping a water-filled balloon next to one's ear.

The Red-Clad Ghost King, who was struggling on the ground, froze instantly.

The next second.

Her body exploded from the inside out.

There was no flying flesh and blood, only a mass of extremely pure blue energy particles blooming in the night sky like fireworks, then quickly dissipating between heaven and earth.

Whatever resentment, whatever Evil Qi, whatever century of cultivation.

In front of these pure physical laws, not even a scrap was left.