Chapter 1026: Chapter 1026

Grand Lady had also thought of this point.

However, as they were pondering, a loud wailing echoed from within the city.

This cry was sharp and intense.

The ghostly energy surged upwards, becoming stronger than before, and it directly broke through the protective talisman array they had set up earlier!

A powerful gust of wind rushed forward, accompanied by the wailing cry, and those with weaker cultivation and unstable minds, like Chi Xun, immediately fell into the ghostly illusion.

They sank into the illusion, hearing the cries of the ghostly infants:

"Why? Brother, why don’t you want me?"

"Daddy, I was so well-behaved, why did you strangle me?"

"Uncle, I eat very little, and I can still help with the chores. I’m not a disgrace to the family."

Chi Xun and the others were filled with deep guilt, their faces streaked with tears. They looked into the eyes of the ghostly babies, unable to accept the fact that they had done such cruel things. A single thought filled their minds.

They must die to atone for their sins! Only by dying could they truly make amends for what they had done and allow the infants’ souls to rest in peace!

The sword was already at their throats.

Just as they were about to slit their own throats, a ray of Buddhist light suddenly dispersed the darkness. The terrifying faces of the ghost babies vanished, and they were pulled out of the illusion.

They were shocked to see what they had been about to do.

Cinian, still holding the Buddhist mudra, hadn’t relaxed his hand yet.

The Shans, using their Buddhist beads, quickly rebuilt the protective barrier.

They had been hunting ghosts for years, but this was the first time they had encountered such a powerful and malicious ghost. At this moment, even they were a little pale.

Cinian frowned and said, "Children, they were not the ones who harmed you. Why are you treating them so ruthlessly?"

Chi Xun finally realized that he had been trapped in an illusion. He touched his throat, gasping for air in panic.

He was a Base Building-stage cultivator, yet he had been overwhelmed by the ghostly wailing. If Grand Lady hadn’t invited Zen Master Cinian, they would have surely died tonight!

At the end of the street, a girl’s figure appeared.

Through the thick ghostly fog, her figure was faint.

She stretched out her hand, and the city gate ahead creaked open. The ghostly energy dissipated from the area ahead.

Her voice was soft and childlike: "Since we have no grudges, you can leave Futian Town now. Don’t ever set foot here again!"

Behind her, there were many ghostly wails, and they seemed to be shouting "Get out!"

Cinian immediately recognized that the most powerful ghost was here.

He whispered a prayer and began to speak, "Little benefactor, since you understand this principle, you must also understand that by causing harm, not only can you not reincarnate, but you will also suffer in hell. Little benefactor, please turn back."

The girl shouted angrily, "Old monk, shut up! We just want them dead! We want them all dead! No matter what happens to us, we don’t care!"

Cinian replied, "Is it really worth it, for people who don’t deserve it?"

"Why wouldn’t it be worth it?! If you knew our pain, you would have done the same!" The girl, though her voice was childlike, spoke with the tone of someone who had endured much in the mortal world. "I understand the distinction between kindness and vengeance. I don’t want to harm you, but if you try to save these evil people, I won’t hold back!"

Cinian was about to speak again when Grand Lady stepped forward decisively:

"If they deserve to die, we will seek justice for you. We won’t let them off lightly!"

"Child, we came here not to oppose you, but to help dissolve your grievances."

The girl, watching Grand Lady, knew the elderly woman was kind-hearted, but remembering her own past, she sneered coldly, "Who are you to think you can deliver justice to us?"

They didn’t want justice.

For those so-called family members to die!

For them to suffer and die!

Her furious cry echoed throughout the city.

The ghostly energy surged even more violently, seemingly ready to swallow the entire Futian Town!

The sounds of screaming and pleas filled the air.

Cinian and the others were utterly shocked, not expecting the ghost babies’ ghostly power to be so fierce.

It was clear that they had spared Grand Lady earlier and hadn’t intended to kill her.

Shan Yang and the others quickly reinforced the barrier, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. They hurriedly shouted, "Master, they’re stubborn, not listening to reason! Quickly use the Ghost-Suppressing Chant!"

Bai Peng drew his sword and said, "Old bald man, stop hesitating at a critical time!"

Cinian’s eyes flashed with a tinge of sorrow.

He whispered an apology, then began chanting the Ghost-Suppressing Chant.

Immediately, bright Buddhist light erupted from his body, like sharp arrows piercing through the ghostly energy and attacking all the malevolent ghosts in Futian Town!

Even the little ghost babies from earlier were struck by the light, their souls injured.

"They bullied me, and now you are bullying me too!" The girl shrieked in fury. Her soul became more robust, her face grew fierce and ugly.

She lunged toward Cinian.

Bai Peng, sword in hand, stepped outside the protective barrier.

The Nascent Soul cultivator’s Soul-Destroying Strike was not something that could simply eliminate one ghost.

All the evil spirits on this street had no chance of escaping!

The sword energy was sharp.

Chi Xun and the others secretly marveled at Bai Peng’s strength, wondering how many more years they would need to cultivate before they could match his level.

Just as the sword was about to strike, a metallic sound rang out.

Bai Peng’s long sword shook, and his arm felt a slight numbness. The immense force forced him to stagger back.

"Lord Bai... Did he lose to a ghost?!"

"Lord Bai is so weak..."

The three of them muttered in surprise, further enraging Bai Peng, who nearly spat out blood in frustration.

He snapped, "You youngsters, do you have eyes?! Was I repelled by the ghost’s energy? No! It was the spiritual power that forced me back!"

The girl was also pushed back, her ghostly power suppressed, and she returned to her original form.

A voice called from above.

They saw Nanli standing on the rooftop, untouched by the ghostly energy, her expression cold.

Behind her stood Siheng, holding Ao Zhaozhao in one arm.

Ao Zhaozhao’s missing Dragon Horn had regrown halfway, but she still looked a bit comical.

She blinked her big round eyes, full of curiosity, as she stared down without shifting her gaze.

Cinian paused, his heart lifting with joy. "Benefactor Nanli has arrived!"

Grand Lady quickly called out, "Tongtong! They are just poor children. Please, help them!"

Her heart, which had been tightly knotted, finally relaxed a little upon seeing her granddaughter.

But the girl didn’t appreciate it. She shouted angrily, "Anyone who stops us will die!"

She summoned more ghostly energy.

Strangely, the talisman Nanli had just used was dispelled by the girl.

Nanli frowned slightly, then summoned another talisman.

This time, it greatly weakened the girl’s ghostly power, but not long after, her energy returned.

Everyone was stunned.

This was the first time they had seen Nanli’s talisman fail.

Ao Zhaozhao blinked. "Looks like your talismans don’t work."

Siheng, hearing this, was displeased. "If you don’t know what to say, just shut up."

Ao Zhaozhao pouted, thinking to herself that she didn’t say anything wrong.

What Death God? These ghosts can’t even be handled, and they’re trying to fool us?