Running A Cemetery in North America

Fengka Town, a place that can't even be found on the map.

Legend has it that gold mines were discovered here, attracting countless prospectors in the 19th century.

Capitalists built this small town around the gold mines, making a fortune from selling food and tools to those who came to seek gold.

But as the gold mines were exhausted and no more news of gold discoveries emerged, Fengka Town disappeared from history and is rarely known.

On the highway at night, three luxury SUVs were speeding at 150 mph.

Looking out the car window, there was only desolate wilderness and forest.

The single lit highway appeared like a pearl in the darkness.

Sun Yan leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, resting. He had received the mission, fully aware that the upcoming journey would be extremely dangerous.

All he could do now was to conserve his energy, always on guard against unpredictable attacks that might occur at any moment.

"Father Jackson, in nine more hours, we'll reach Fengka Town."

Joles, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around to report to Sun Yan.

Seeing him fully armed with a gun in hand, it was clear he also understood what was about to happen.

"Be careful, and if you notice anything unusual, remember to tell me."

Sun Yan nodded slightly, gripping the golden halberd axe in his hand even tighter with his eyes still closed.

"Don't worry." Joles turned back, alert and peering into the darkness outside with a serious expression.

Splat!

Suddenly, a moth crashed into the windshield. At such high speed, the moth stood no chance.

It was instantly crushed into a smear, with juices mixed with gray pollen slowly sliding down the glass, looking rather disgusting.

The driver quickly flicked the wiper to clear it away.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Then, within minutes, two more moths hit the glass in succession, making the driver murmur skeptically, "What's going on?"

Before he could flick the wiper again, a dense swarm of moths suddenly attacked from the front.

Like a violent storm, they suicidally launched themselves at the windshield.

In a matter of seconds, they covered the entire front view, forcing the driver to slam on the brakes, bringing the car to a halt on the highway.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Shortly thereafter, countless moths appeared, crashing against the windows all around with loud thuds.

Sun Yan opened his eyes, solemnly observing the scene before him.

"Something's up, Kael, how's your side?"

"Everything's fine, just confused about where all these moths came from. I can't see the road ahead anymore, huh? Ah!!!!"

A piercing scream suddenly cut through the report over the car's intercom from one of the other vehicles.

Moments later, the intercom went completely silent.

"Hello? Kael, Kael!" Joles shouted urgently.

But there was no response, only dead silence, making the situation instantly eerie.

Sun Yan quietly put on the Mountain-Opening Fierce General Nuo Mask on his face and an additional General Sun Mask on the back of his head.

Trouble was brewing.

The number of moths crashing outside kept increasing. Even the most luxurious cars couldn't be completely sealed.

If this continued, the moths would soon find all sorts of gaps to squeeze through, worsening the situation.

"What do we do now? Fight our way out?" the driver asked, pointing a gun backward.

Just as Sun Yan was contemplating a strategy, a bloody hand suddenly pressed against the car window.

Clearing the moth carcasses, a mutilated bloodied face with skin gnawed away pressed against the window, desperately yanking on the door handle and yelling, "Save me, save me!!"

The man's face was nearly shredded to flesh, his nose constantly bleeding.

Moths swarmed his eyes, desperately trying to burrow into his eye sockets, creating an apocalyptic scene.

In mere seconds, the man was engulfed by moths and disappeared from the passengers' view.

"It's Sean!" the driver shouted in horror, his eyes wide open.

No one knew what exactly was happening outside, or if the bodyguards in the other two vehicles had all been killed.

But it was clear that staying inside was the only option, and leaving meant certain death.

"Drive, break through," Sun Yan commanded decisively.

Joles urgently urged, "Quick! Hit the gas and break out!"

Vroom!

The engine roared, and the car burst forward, bulldozing through the swarm of moths from 10 to 50 to 80 to a staggering 220 mph.

It was a mad dash, revealing the sheer panic of the driver.

The flock of moths was blown away, gradually revealing the highway, as if the danger was passing.

However, before anyone could relax for a few seconds, the moths suddenly began gathering in the center of the road, forming a two-meter tall figure.

It stretched its arms, grabbing the car's hood and forcibly stopped the speeding vehicle.

Zzzzz!

White smoke emitted from under the hood, stalling the engine on the spot.

"What, what is that thing?"

Looking at the moth-man, the driver trembled, gripping the steering wheel tightly, face pale.

Even though he was a bodyguard, this supernatural situation was terrifying beyond belief.

"Elise, watch the child," Sun Yan instructed, pushing open the car door and stepping out.

Once committed to action, there was no turning back. Regardless of whether it was man, ghost, or demon, he was resolved to carve a path through tonight.

Clutching the golden halberd axe, he marched towards the moth-man. In an instant, the moth-man dissipated into a storm of moths, enveloping Sun Yan.

The air was filled with a pungent dust. Unwilling to risk anything, Sun Yan activated the Cemetery Entry 'Incense Ash Magical Power.'

Meanwhile, in the Youma Community of San Francisco,

The three-inch high incense ashes accumulated in the Earth Shrine's corner of the square suddenly shrank, disappearing without a trace.

The golden halberd axe in Sun Yan's hand glowed brilliantly. As he swung it, the moths fell rigidly to the ground.

Sun Yan charged forward, raising the golden halberd axe towards the moth-man.

I don't care what kind of demon or ghost you are, I have some skills too!

The moth-man spewed yellow smoke, but as it approached the golden halberd axe, the smoke automatically parted, creating a vacuum around Sun Yan.

Seizing the opportunity, Sun Yan drove the golden halberd axe into the moth-man, shattering it instantly. It scattered into a swarm of moths, forming a dark cloud above the highway.

"No, the power is still too weak. I need something bigger, a one-shot to wipe these creatures out. Otherwise, these moths will eventually wear me down."

Sun Yan frowned, formulating a plan.

If he had brought Dahuang with him this time, with its fire-breathing ability, dealing with these moths would have been a cinch.

However, given the current conditions, Sun Yan had to use alternative methods.

'Incense Ash Magical Power!'

This time, Sun Yan's clothed body suddenly emitted a white glow, and a two-zhang, four-chi tall armored general holding a Jade Pipa appeared behind him.

It was the manifestation of the Mo Lihai Artwork Dharma Aspect!

Sun Yan's nostrils instantly spurted two streams of blood. Without the free energy of the Golden Seal, relying solely on his Incense Ash Magical Power to fuel these techniques was quite strenuous.

Although the Mo Lihai Artwork was not truly the Eastern Guardian King, its power was not something ordinary means could handle.

Buzz!

Faced with the surging tide of moths, Mo Lihai strummed the Pipa, sending sound waves rippling outward.

The moths rained down from the sky, as if in a downpour.