I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Chapter 4230 Entangling Silk Burial

That old bastard Huo Qingfeng, I don't know where he invited such a strange master. The sound of his flute is so powerful that it can make everyone except Yuan Kong lose their minds, and some people keep going crazy and starting to attack the people around them.

That slovenly Taoist priest was alright; he at least greeted me before attacking me.

Perhaps it was because of my high level of cultivation that I was able to barely withstand the strange flute music. When the slovenly Taoist opened his arms and lunged at me, I kicked him directly, sending him sprawling on his back.

However, the slovenly Taoist priest quickly got up from the ground and pounced on me again.

Left with no other choice, I summoned the Yasakani no Magatama and placed it over my head. Originally, this magical artifact was meant to heal Zhang Qing'an and the others, but they couldn't use it now, as they had all gone mad.

With the Yasakani no Magatama, the sound of that flute had less of an effect on me. I also activated some of the demonic energy of the Demon King Mara. This demonic energy would also affect my mind, which would help to counteract some of the flute's influence on me.

When the slovenly Taoist priest lunged at me again, I took out the Heavenly Ruler and swung it at him.

The ruler struck him, sending him flying again, but it had little effect. I didn't want to hit him too hard, and the slovenly Taoist priest was already launching a continuous attack on me.

While I was dealing with the disheveled Taoist priest, I saw that Yuan Kong had already subdued Zhang Qing'an with his Buddhist beads and golden bronze bowl. However, Yuan Kong's face looked quite pale at this time, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.

With his injuries so severe, it was really difficult for him to control the rest of the people.

Having finally subdued Zhang Qing'an, Yuan Kong didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth before heading towards Brother Gu and Chi Lang.

The two men were gripping each other's necks, their eyes already rolling back in their heads, yet neither would let go, both baring their teeth in a grimace.

Yuan Kong hung the Buddhist prayer beads around Brother Gu's neck, placed the golden bronze bowl on Chi Lang's head, and sat down between the two of them to begin chanting scriptures.

Sitting there in the round room, the sound of chanting scriptures began to break down, and his body swayed precariously, which broke my heart.

That filthy Taoist priest not only refused to help, but also tried to kill me.

Thinking about this made me angry, and I used all my strength to slap the disheveled Taoist priest on the forehead. He staggered, and before he could regain his footing, I slapped him on the forehead again. The disheveled Taoist priest swayed and collapsed to the ground like a noodle.

After dealing with the slovenly Taoist priest, I breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, I suddenly realized something. The sound of the flute had completely bewildered us. Even if we managed to suppress the flute's influence on them, they had all fainted. If the Eastern Emperor Bell were activated in a moment, the only ones left to fight would be me and the heavily injured Yuan Kong.

Not only do we have to face Huo Qingfeng, but also the experts he has invited. Doesn't that mean we're doomed?

That's terrifying. Huo Qingfeng is a truly formidable opponent. He's meticulously planned every step of the way, having calculated everything perfectly.

But before the situation here could be resolved, something even more terrible happened.

Suddenly, many tiny, hair-like things appeared on the ground, quickly spreading out and wrapping around the unconscious, disheveled Taoist priest and Little Fatty.

These black threads spread rapidly toward them and tightly bound their bodies. The sound of the flute outside showed no sign of stopping, and no one knew what these black threads were.

Not only did the black threads wrap around them, but some black threads also spread towards me. When I saw this, I immediately took out the Shengxie Sword and slashed at the black threads. However, these black threads were made of some unknown material and were extremely tough. I couldn't cut them at all, and they even spread towards my Shengxie Sword.

Even Yuan Kong, who was helping Brother Gu and Chi Lang, was not spared and was entangled by those black threads.

Just as I was trying to dodge the black threads and figure out how to deal with them, I heard voices outside.

An old man said in a somber tone, “Mr. Huo, the people inside this bell are controlled by the Ghostly Bone Sound, their minds are in chaos, and they will inevitably fight each other inside. Afterwards, my Entangling Silk Burial will bind them, and they definitely cannot survive. This Entangling Silk Burial is my unique skill, made with black silkworm silk soaked in the fluids of a thousand corpses. It possesses the power of a divine artifact. Anyone wrapped in the Entangling Silk Burial will have their body curled up into a ball, their bones twisted, and eventually shrink to the size of an infant's mummified corpse. This is because these Entangling Silk Burials will continuously absorb the nutrients and energy from their bodies. In this way, none of them can leave here alive…”

"You two have truly mastered the art of eliminating a major threat to my heart. If these people were truly dead, I would certainly express my gratitude in other ways, ensuring your trip was well worth it," Huo Qingfeng said with great pride.

“Mr. Huo, you’re too kind. If you need anything like this again, please feel free to contact us. We offer fair prices and will never leave anyone alive,” another person added.

Hearing the commotion outside, I finally realized that Huo Qingfeng hadn't just brought one helper, but two people.

One person played a flute to control our minds, a sound called "Youguyin," while another, using some unknown method, caused black silkworm threads to appear inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, binding our bodies.

These black silkworms are terrifying; they can even devour the nutrients and energy in a person's body, eventually turning them into a dried-up corpse.

I had suspected before that Huo Qingfeng must have a way to deal with us. Even if we hid inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, he could still kill us.

Now it seems everything has come true; the people he hired were specifically there to kill us.

When my gaze fell on Little Fatty and the slovenly Taoist priest, I noticed that they were covered in black silkworm silk, like a cocoon, and their bodies seemed to have shrunk a bit.

It is estimated that these black silkworm threads will become increasingly tight.

Seeing this, I was completely flustered and didn't know what to do.

Now I'm the only one left standing. If I go out and fight them, I probably won't stand much of a chance. The three people outside are all quite powerful.

However, after so much time, it seems that the Blood Prison Seven Killings Formation has not been activated again. It must be that Huo Qingfeng stopped the formation.