Master of Strange Dao

There must be more human disasters that Yu Ziqing still isn't aware of, which would cause such intense resentment among these starving ghosts.

So much so, they could gather the beliefs and power of a group of ghosts, and forcibly produce a Ninth Tier ghost.

This has allowed these starving ghosts to unite relentlessly with a common hatred.

What exactly is the disaster? Yu Ziqing felt he could no longer imagine it.

The battle indeed went as Yang had said, the momentum began to decline, and the outcome was already determined.

While the middle-aged man from the Shi family was not yet dead, the older Shi family member had already been suppressed by the Big Ghost, fighting wildly without method, solely on instinct, yet surpassing the various Magical Treasures of the other side.

Because one party feared death, while the other did not.

The old man kept retreating and couldn't even manage to rescue his son.

In just two hours, his power began to wane, forcefully crushed by the tireless Big Ghost, destroying his physical body, and slowly crushing his Divine Soul in his palm.

At this point, the battle had already ended.

Yu Ziqing didn't know what else the Shi family wanted, other than to bring out their ancestors.

But that no longer mattered.

What they wanted, they couldn't get.

Watching the overwhelming ghost qi envelop the body of that middle-aged man, the Ninth Tier Big Ghost was just about to finish him off completely.

Yu Ziqing floated above Dingyou City, waving at the Big Ghost.

The enormously tall Big Ghost, stepping forward with eyes full of aggressiveness, seemingly still wanting to strike.

"If you lose your mind and strike at me, you will never have a day of release."

The Big Ghost suppressed the violence in his heart, his figure slowly shrank, turning into the form of a middle-aged man, approaching Yu Ziqing.

"Who are you? Did you help us?"

"I did help you, because I also wanted to watch them die, I thought it might be better if you did it.

But have you thought about after the retribution?

This is a Sealing, do you know?"

"I've known from the beginning that this is a Sealing, and I haven't thought about after the retribution, I just thought about revenge," the Big Ghost said in a deep voice.

"I just checked, and I know it's because of growing Jade Rice, and I also know there's no grain left in the city, but there's something else I don't yet understand."

"Do you want to ask why they have such intense resentment?" the Big Ghost pointed at the distant group of ghosts and laughed loudly.

"Do you know why? Because just before the disaster struck, the Prefectural Governor sent people to collect a portion of the newly harvested Jade Rice, but using the excuse that the food would be distributed separately, and that it was too much, it would be delayed a few days.

Then, the disaster struck, and they had neither the slight bit of Jade Rice nor any other food.

In just a fortnight, a vast number of people starved to death.

You ask why their resentment reaches the sky?"

"Just killing him would be letting him off lightly."

"Lightly, we won't let him die so easily. His flesh and his Divine Soul will be kept by each of the starving ghosts, not allowing him to perish until the day all the starving ghosts are dead. Only then can he die!"

"That's very good, otherwise I would feel it was letting him off too lightly."

Yu Ziqing revealed a slight smile, it seemed the Big Ghost produced had abilities, and those starving ghosts' resentment towards the Priest would not let the Priest fully release, and as long as the resentment persists, the Priest will never be able to release.

"If revenge is over, would you like to turn into hungry ghosts? You could eat again and also leave this place."

Yu Ziqing's Yin God moved out-of-body, issuing an invitation to the Big Ghost.

Just ordinary hungry ghosts, Yu Ziqing now could offer all starving ghosts a choice.

People like Wu Shuangge and Cece, for now, had no such chance.

The Big Ghost sensed the arrival of a choice, he turned back to look at the group of ghosts.

Yu Ziqing looked at him, extending the invitation once more.

"I've been a starving ghost too, I know, nobody wants to become a starving ghost, nor does anyone want to starve to death, I hope to give you a chance to choose, and I hope you are willing to transform."

"After taking revenge, I don't want them to stay here with me, in this place of eternal damnation, it's just that, one Priest died, but there are still others who have escaped."

"There are still many seals in Dadui, and plenty of people like the priest trying to evade their guilt by hiding in these seals, thinking they can fool everyone. If you wish, I can take you to kill them, even if you don't want to transform."

"I can feel it. If I were to transform, I would lose my current power. My power comes from them; I don't want to transform. I just want revenge. As long as you can lead me to revenge, we'll follow you."

"Besides the priest, those merchants, and others, they won't die so easily. They could just be hiding in some seal, waiting to return. I'll take you all with me, to kill them all."

Yu Ziqing took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and planted it in the ground.

"The choice is yours now. As for that remaining fellow, make sure to leave a bit of life in him. Just keep him alive; I have a use for him."

After Big Ghost departed, Yang looked at Yu Ziqing.

"Are you really planning to bring along these millions of starving ghosts with sky-high resentment?"

"They want to exterminate those people to dispel their resentment. I want to purify the seals in An History Book as well, so why not bring them?"

"Aren't you afraid of losing control?"

"In this seal, after so many years, it still hasn't spiraled out of control or killed the innocent, which speaks volumes.

As for the ghosts, if they can restrain themselves, keep a measure, and torment without killing the person from the Shi family,

if they can, then I will bring them. It's entirely up to them."

"What are you scheming now? Don't play with fire."

"I have to think long-term. If a Ninth Tier dies, so be it, but if anyone who comes here dies, will others still come in the future?"

"When..."

"When the risk is too high, and they feel that the rewards are not worth the risks, no one will come anymore.

Already two have died here, including one Dean.

And I, I intend to turn this place into a pit, to cause more than ten Ninth Tier to fall.

Otherwise, I cannot rest. Our family wasn't targeted for nothing, and I shouldn't bear the risk for nothing.

I will leave some bait to give them a glimmer of hope, and incidentally, test the waters with those behind them."

Several days later.

Big Ghost strode forward, tossing a barely-human form that had passed out onto the ground, looking at Yu Ziqing.

"I spared his life, but he's ruined."

"Just right."

Yu Ziqing took out a sheet of paper, a flicker of faint fury ignited, accompanied by a wisp of black flame entering it. Yu Ziqing extended a finger, embedding the red-black flame into the middle-aged man from the Shi family's body.

This was originally a page from An History Book prepared for use by Yu Ziqing. There were only a few pages he could use, and currently, this one was the most useful as it allowed flexible adjustment of power consumption.

Leaving that little seed, Yu Ziqing nodded at Big Ghost.

Big Ghost carried the man and flew away.

A moment later, a flood of ghosts, along with Big Ghost, disappeared into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Yu Ziqing looked into the distance.

Far away, the middle-aged man from Shi family struggled to open his eyes. He could no longer see the ghosts; only some residual ghost qi and resentment lingered, but it was rapidly dissipating.

At the same time, he sensed a force supporting his body, seemingly trying to take him out.

He struggled to stand up, yielded to the force, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

Yu Ziqing took out the Big Seal, storing the Ten Thousand Soul Banner within it.

"This so-called disaster should end now."

The world began to roll back, and Yang, realizing what was happening, squeezed himself into the Storage Bag, sealing it from the inside.

Back in the Void, Yu Ziqing stood motionless, quietly waiting.

Meanwhile, on the stone wall outside, the middle-aged man from the Shi family tightly clutched the wall, slowly climbing up.

He sat on the edge of a hole, gasping for breath heavily, staggering as he walked outwards.

"I'm not dead yet, and I cannot die. If I had known, I would have let my ancestors die to dissolve the resentment of those ghosts, and my father wouldn't have died.

I have to go back. It's just a little bit more, just a little bit more..."