"Ah ah ah—Achoo!"
Boom—
Western Underworld.
Three ghost messengers pushed out a cannon and aimed it at the horde of ghosts in the distance.
Just as they were about to fire, the ghost messenger in the middle suddenly sneezed.
The cannon flew directly onto the lawn on the other side.
With a loud bang.
The ghost energy projectile exploded.
The majestic ghost energy scattered, forming a mushroom cloud.
Looking at the lawn again, a large patch was already bare.
"What are you doing? Don't you know these ghost energy projectiles are precious?" said the ghost messenger to the right of the cannon.
"Hehehe, sorry, sorry..." The ghost messenger in the middle scratched his head.
The cannon was re-aimed and pointed at the horde of ghosts in the distance again.
"Fire!"
Boom—
The entire ground trembled.
In the sky on the other side.
Five White Impermanence stood at their respective corners, holding ghost artifacts that resembled 'guns'.
Below them was a sealed location that had been unsealed.
"Are you ready?" asked the leading White Impermanence.
The other four Impermanence nodded, their guns all aimed at the sealed location below.
"Seal!"
The next moment, the Impermanence all fired their guns.
On the bodies of their guns, an exquisite 'Seal' character glowed.
Bang bang bang—
Five golden 'bullets' met in the center of the sealed location, gradually converging into a pattern.
Quickly covering the exit of the sealed location.
"Is this enough?" asked a White Impermanence wearing a black bracelet.
"Yes, this level of sealed location requires five sealing guns to work together."
The leading Impermanence said, "However, if we want a more professional seal, we might have to trouble the ghosts from the Eastern Palace then."
"Ah ah~"
The White Impermanence with the black bracelet clasped his hands behind his head and looked at the mushroom cloud not far away.
"I want to use a cannon too, it's so satisfying to use!"
"Alright, let's go to the next location."
"Ok, coming right up."
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...
"Where is this?"
"I just saw the Water Melody Tower, are we heading north? Are there any brothers in the north?"
"Here, here! A paper crane just flew past outside, I don't know what it's for, and I don't dare to ask."
"Flying paper cranes? That's amazing, what's the situation in the north?"
In the live stream, several camera feeds showed that the feed belonging to Yan Luo was heading north.
The speed was too fast, and the viewers couldn't see anything at first.
It wasn't until Yan Luo arrived in the north and slowed down that the viewers saw some iconic buildings in the north, confirming their location.
However, why did the King of Hell suddenly come to the north?
The other streamers seemed to still be in the south?
"Wait, why is the situation with the ghosts in the north so serious? Where are the ghost messengers?"
A viewer raised a question.
Earlier, some viewers from the north had said that demons and monsters were running rampant here, but they had only now truly witnessed the situation.
In the sky, on the ground, almost all of them had several black shadows darting past.
The air was filled with the cries of ghosts.
There were no humans on the streets.
Through the live stream cameras, they could see those tall buildings, and in those houses...
Humans were peeking out from behind glass windows, secretly watching the outside, their eyes filled with terror.
This situation looked no easier than in the south.
It seemed even more serious.
But why didn't they see any ghost messengers?
As the live stream camera moved, the viewers' eyes widened.
"I think I saw a white paper crane, it's so big and it can fly!"
"Look to your right, isn't there a big doll with a large saber, wearing blush..."
"I saw it too, it's so creepy, doesn't it look like the dolls in horror movies?"
"There's a row of little people marching in unison in the corner over there! (scaredjipg.)"
The scene was too horrifying, and the viewers had already started to feel scared.
But soon, they realized that things might not be as they thought.
...
The paper crane, over a meter long, flew in the air. Every time it lowered its head, it could peck at a black shadow.
The doll holding the large saber was at least six to seven meters tall, taller than an ordinary single-story house.
With a swing of its saber, many ghosts dissipated into the air.
And in the corner, those little people marching in unison were only thirty centimeters tall.
But they were quite strong, grabbing a ghost, lifting it up, and smashing it left and right.
They looked fierce and cute.
They were the legendary strongmen.
"o((⊙_⊙))o! Has the north cultivated immortal arts?!"
"Give me a dozen of these paper cranes and little people!"
"Uh, don't you guys think it's a bit scary?"
Most viewers became excited, while a minority were still bewildered.
It felt like suddenly switching from a horror channel to a cultivation channel.
At this moment, the camera moved forward again.
Music could be faintly heard in the live stream, sometimes melodious and pleasant, sometimes soaring and passionate.
Immediately after, a large sack appeared in the live stream.
The sack was as big as a room, with its opening facing one side.
In front of the large sack, a group of ghosts appeared, swaying left and right with the music.
Drifting...
Then they voluntarily drifted into the large sack.
"I'm stunned, are you guys?"
"It can be like this... I'm so envious! The south needs such large sacks!"
"It's the music, it's because of the music."
...
The Northern Palace was skilled in musical instruments and paper crafting.
It was also the department that was usually most lacking in manpower.
However, similarly, most of the ghost messengers in the Northern Palace were otaku.
They were either studying musical instruments and paper crafting, or studying how to use these two things to slack off and not go out.
District 18.
Jiang Lin looked at the paper crafting in the live stream, and the ghosts obediently entering the large sack.
Then he looked at his mourning stick.
"..."
Should he consider other ghost artifacts?
He had always heard that the Northern Palace ghost messengers were always abundant, so this was the reason.
...
...
However.
What the viewers saw was only one side of the story.
As the camera panned, in places the viewers didn't notice, many ghosts were still scurrying around.
The situation in the Northern Palace was clearly more severe than in other regions. At this time, those ghost messengers who had been staying home for a long time were extremely busy.
Their hands were shaking from using paper crafting.
Those who used musical instruments had their mouths puffed up and their hands were almost unable to pull anymore.
They were all pale and mournful.
Their eyes were rolled back.
The number of ghosts this time was so great that they had to bring out their ultimate weapons.
"Lord Yan Luo, this... this number is too large..."
A ghost messenger extended his hand like Er Kang, then collapsed in front of a pile of paper.
The ghost energy stored within its body had been almost completely depleted.
Collapsing now was a form of self-preservation for its body. Once the ghost energy recovered, it could continue to work hard.
"Lord Yan Luo, something's wrong..."
A ghost messenger had just run near the Yan Luo Hall when it was repelled by a force.
It couldn't get close at all.
"Lord Yan Luo, Lord Yan Luo..."
The ghost messenger shouted anxiously outside the invisible barrier, but received no response.
Suddenly, above the Yan Luo Hall.
A fist suddenly struck the invisible barrier.
Bang!
Spider-like cracks spread out.
A gap appeared in the invisible barrier.
Yan Luo rushed in directly, her voice echoing throughout the Yan Luo Hall:
"Bei Xue, are you trying to drag the entire north down with you?!"
...
Behind Yan Luo, the barrier quickly repaired the gap.
The live stream orb rushed in at the last moment.
Jiang Lin: "..."
This little ball was really trying its best.
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