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These talismans were drawn with red cinnabar and looked very much like the talismans used by Taoists in the TV. Qin Hai was dumbfounded by what he saw. He didn\'t think that there would actually be such a thing in reality. Judging from Old Man Zhao\'s appearance, these talismans might actually be useful. Otherwise, he wouldn\'t have taken them out and stuck them on his body in such an emergency.

Sure enough, after pasting the talisman, the white frost on Old Man Zhao\'s body stopped increasing very quickly. His complexion also gradually turned from green to pale, and then, miraculously, a trace of blood appeared. Even though there wasn\'t much blood color, this was enough to show that Old Man Zhao could withstand the bone-piercing cold.

Old man Zhao then took out another talisman from his pocket. He wrapped it around the wooden sword and continued to chant. Not long after, the short sword once again emitted a white light and quickly dispersed the approaching icy Qi.

However, the good news did not last long. Soon, streams of black smoke came from all directions towards Qin Hai and the others. Amongst them, smoke came out the most from the elevator shaft of elevator number 4.

However, the strange thing was that the black smoke didn\'t completely surround them, but rather circled them from less than two meters away. Moreover, as they continued to circle, all sorts of ghost faces emerged from within, as if there were thousands upon thousands of ghosts howling through the air. The originally cold underground parking lot was abnormally gloomy and terrifying, as if it had become a hell of nine hells.

Old man Zhao\'s expression suddenly changed when he saw the black smoke. His eyes widened in disbelief as he quickly took out another glyph from his pocket and rolled it all up onto the short sword. He muttered an incantation as he continued to wield the wooden sword with all his might.

Among them, there were Hanged Ghost with a long tongue hanging down, and there were also evil spirits with half of their heads covered in blood and flesh. Each evil ghost extended its sharp nails, and its hands, which were filled with all kinds of maggots, grabbed at Qin Hai and Old Man Zhao, as if it wanted to swallow them whole.

There seemed to be millions of evil spirits circling and shouting around Qin Hai and the others. If their willpower had been slightly weaker, they probably would have peed their pants in fright, or even scared themselves to death. However, Qin Hai and Old Man Zhao were still unaffected by the black smoke and evil spirits.

Both of his arms began to tremble uncontrollably. Although these evil spirits did not exist, the pressure they brought him was not a small one. He knew very well that if he was not careful, he and Qin Hai could be devoured to the point where not even their bones would remain.

When he thought of Qin Hai, Old Man Zhao subconsciously glanced at Qin Hai. He was surprised to discover that not only had Qin Hai not fainted from fright, he was also looking at the evil spirits that continued to appear amidst the black smoke with great interest.

This brat wasn\'t scared senseless!

Old man Zhao was stunned for a moment. He couldn\'t help but recall the time when he had entered the sect and accepted the test.

At that time, he was still a child in his teens. Together with more than ten other children, he had to go to the unmarked cemetery to retrieve a keepsake at midnight.

As a result, he was the only one who successfully completed the mission and entered the Maoshan faction. The other children were either scared to the point of not daring to enter the unmarked cemetery, or were scared to the point of screaming and running away. They all lost their qualifications to enter the Maoshan Faction.

In reality, even he was scared half to death back then, especially when he accidentally stepped on a skull. He was so scared that he ran around and even fell down. If it weren\'t for his good luck and the fact that he happened to see the keepsake after falling down, he probably would have been completely annihilated during that exam. No one would have been able to enter the Mao Mountain Sect.

Although Qin Hai was already over 20 years old and was not a child, the black smoke and the evil spirits in the black smoke were more than a hundred times more terrifying than those in the unmarked cemetery. It was very rare for him to remain calm and not faint from fear, let alone study those evil ghosts with interest like Qin Hai.

Therefore, Old Man Zhao was a little confused and a little surprised.

In reality, he had no idea that the most dangerous situation that Qin Hai had ever faced was more than a hundred times more horrifying than this.

Ghosts were fake, and humans were the most dangerous. Even when Qin Hai was surrounded by hundreds of enemies, he had never been afraid, let alone these illusory ghosts.

Just as Old Man Zhao was in a daze, an evil spirit with only half of its head suddenly rushed out from the black smoke. It pounced towards the wooden sword in Old Man Zhao\'s hand and approached the wooden sword in an instant.

Pow!

He suddenly ignited a talisman on the wooden sword without any fire, and it soon turned into ashes. The evil ghost then disappeared without a trace.

However, as if a small crack had appeared on the long dike, black smoke suddenly gushed towards the wooden sword in Old Man Zhao\'s hand.

With a series of popping sounds, the dozen or so talismans on the wooden sword rapidly decreased.

Old man Zhao turned his head around and his expression immediately changed. He hastily put his hand in his pocket.

However, his pocket was empty. He had taken out all the talismans just now.

The talisman on the wooden sword quickly disappeared without a trace. And as the black smoke rushed over, the white light on the wooden sword quickly dimmed, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Old man Zhao turned pale with fright. Suddenly, a determined look appeared on his face. He bit down on the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood on the wooden sword.

The white light on the wooden sword suddenly became dazzling, and all the black smoke and ghosts that were approaching it melted like snow and quickly disappeared.

However, Old Man Zhao\'s face turned abnormally pale. His hands trembled even more violently as he held the wooden sword. It was as if the wooden sword was too heavy for him to lift. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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