Chapter 139: The Great Array of Ten Thousand Ghosts Covering the Sky

Some Foundation Establishment cultivators around Su Che exchanged glances in shock: Who could be so arrogant as to claim he would kill everyone in the market?
There were at least hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the market, not to mention some Golden Core cultivators guarding it. Even an Origin Soul ancestor wouldn’t dare make such a bold claim.
Sure enough, someone shouted angrily, “Black Fiend, spouting such nonsense—aren’t you afraid your tongue will snap off? Just you alone? Show me then!”
“Hahaha…” The arrogant voice roared again, “Who told you I’m alone?”
Then he cried out, “Kids, show yourselves! It’s time to work!”
Whoosh!
Hundreds of figures rose into the sky from the market, each holding a black token over five feet long.
Whoosh~~~
The hundreds of people in the air waved their tokens simultaneously, darkening the entire sky until it turned pitch black, with not a single ray of light remaining.
It wasn’t true darkness—it was countless spirits rushing out from the hundred tokens, covering the sky above the market entirely.
“The Great Array of Ten Thousand Ghosts Covering the Sky!”
Someone exclaimed in shock, “Black Fiend, how did you use the Great Array of the Sect of Ten Thousand Ghosts?”
“Hahaha…” The Black Fiend, shrouded in black smoke, only laughed wildly without answering.
At that moment, someone else shouted, “It’s not him—it’s me!”
As he spoke, an old man with a red beard flew into the air and hovered beside the Black Fiend.
Seeing him appear, many in the market exclaimed in unison, “It’s him!”
They recognized this red-bearded old man—he was the Golden Core cultivator who had been buying various spirits in recent days. Unexpectedly, he had now used tens of thousands of spirits he had acquired to set up this array, completely surrounding the entire market.
With the Great Array of the Sect of Ten Thousand Ghosts, coupled with the combined power of tens of thousands of spirits in the sky, no one with only a Golden Core cultivation could break through the array. The more aware people were of its power, the paler their faces grew.
They had come here just to do some small business—what kind of misfortune had befallen them!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three more figures flew into the sky, confronting the Black Fiend and the red-bearded old man from afar.
One of them shouted, “I never expected, Fellow Red Beard, that you’re in cahoots with this Black Fiend.”

The bearded old man chuckled and said, “Mutual benefit—each gets what they need. He wants to take revenge on you, and I want to take revenge on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. It’s perfect for us to work together.” At that moment, the Black Fiend Ghost said to his companions, “Bearded One, stop wasting time with them. Delay could lead to trouble—activate the grand array right away.” The bearded old man nodded slightly, murmuring words under his breath. In just a few breaths, he summoned a ghost king filled with terrifying ghostly energy. “Urrr!” With a monstrous roar, the ghost king vanished like smoke. Those who understood such things knew that the ghost king had entered the core of the array and was taking control of the situation. With its royal authority, it would remotely command tens of thousands of ghost armies, using the array’s power to devour everyone in the market, leaving no survivors. At that moment, one of the three figures in the sky shouted at everyone in the market, “Fellow cultivators, it’s our fault that you’ve been caught in this. But now there’s no time for further talk. If you want to survive, you must unite and face this disaster together—only then might there be a chance…” Before he could finish speaking, a fierce wind blew, and the ten thousand ghosts howled as a terrifying pressure descended. In the market, hundreds of cultivators in the Foundation stage were panicked, doing their best—some used protective talismans, some activated defensive spirit seals, and some summoned several spirit ghosts to protect themselves… Su Che took out the dragon scale but didn’t activate it immediately. Frowning, he thought, “What kind of attack does this Ten Thousand Ghosts Array use?” Su Che believed that if it were an attack involving possessed ghosts tearing at souls, others might be afraid, but he himself was least afraid of such things, because the Immortal Prison Pagoda could effectively counter these formless ghosts and demons. If they entered his body, it would be like sheep falling into a tiger’s den. “Since it’s called the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array, it must involve attacks like possession by ghosts,” Old Black speculated optimistically. “Who knows? After this conflict, we might be able to gather three thousand ghosts without spending a single spirit stone.” Su Che remained silent, his mind filled with even more complex thoughts… The ghosts howled as the array was fully activated. Countless ghosts surged like a tsunami, creating massive waves that swept down upon everyone in the market. Boom! When they collided with the cultivators, various defensive shields burst into brilliant light, creating a spectacular sight.

Those present were at least at the initial stage of the Foundation Establishment level, and each of them possessed formidable defensive abilities. Under normal circumstances, they would only have to deal with the attacks of some low-level spirits, which shouldn’t be a concern. But today was different. Amplified by the Great Heaven-Shielding Formation, even the strength of an ordinary spirit could be increased by more than ten times. Moreover, there were an enormous number of them, and their combined assault force was truly terrifying. It was like a martial arts master in the mortal world who could easily kill hundreds of ordinary soldiers in a single fight. Yet, if those soldiers united and launched a desperate charge, any martial arts master would have to avoid them and couldn’t confront them head-on. That was exactly the situation now—the cultivators in the market were faced with a situation they couldn’t avoid, forced to withstand the relentless attacks of countless spirits. A cup of water couldn’t drown a person, but a huge wave could sweep them away. Already with the first wave of attacks, some people’s defenses shattered, and they cried out as hundreds of spirits devoured their souls. Yet no one else could hear their screams, completely drowned out by the howls of the evil ghosts. Onlookers could only see them with their mouths wide open, eyes filled with terror, and faces twisted in agony. In such circumstances, those who were usually good at manipulating spirits died even faster, because they carried a special aura that could subjugate spirits. Ordinary people might not sense it, but spirits like these would fear it. But today, with the spirits’ power overwhelming, they no longer feared these people but instead resented and hated this aura. Thus, those who played with spirits suffered the most severe attacks. Everyone was fighting with all their might to resist, defend against, and evade the spirits’ assaults. Yet there was one person who, as if embracing them, offered no resistance at all, allowing the spirits to attack him. Su Che hid under a large tree, not wanting others to see his abnormal state. At this moment, he didn’t use any protection, relying solely on the tree, with his eyes closed, like a dead man, silently enduring the assault of the spirit army. Whoosh whoosh… Countless spirits rushed into Su Che’s body, searching for his soul to tear it apart and devour… But inside Su Che’s mind, there was nothing but a black pagoda. “Wahahaha…” For a while, Lao He was extremely busy. He transformed into dozens of arms and, through the Immortal Prison Pagoda, captured those low-level spirits one by one, never missing a target.

It’s not that Lao Hei is particularly powerful; it’s because the Immortal Prison Pagoda is emitting golden light, suppressing all the invading spirits and rendering them unable to move, like fruits hanging on trees for Lao Hei to pick at will. Of course, there’s another more important reason: these spirits are of too low a rank, most of them not even at the level of ghost soldiers—just ordinary spirits. If a dozen or so Qi-cultivating ghost guards had rushed in at once, things wouldn’t have been so easy. Time passed slowly, and more and more cultivators in the market fell to the ground. Their defensive talismans dimmed, having long lost all their power. Their souls were torn apart and devoured by the army of spirits, disappearing completely, leaving them with no chance of reincarnation. This was utter death, the most terrifying kind, with an extremely miserable fate. Even though they had killed countless spirits before dying and deprived them of the chance to reincarnate… Lao Hei was busy capturing spirits, and Su Che wasn’t idle either. By now, more than half of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the market had died. Though they were dead, their spirits didn’t know how to seize their Qi bags. This meant the Qi bags of the dead had become unclaimed, and Su Che certainly wouldn’t miss this chance to make money. So, Su Che first used his Qi manipulation skills to conjure an invisible giant hand, pulling the Qi bags from the nearest corpses and secretly sending them to the Immortal Prison. Of course, he didn’t overlook the various talismans that had fallen to the ground either. After all, these were all Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even those who were extremely poor still had at least ten thousand spirit stones worth of possessions, not to mention those who might be wealthy. Su Che swept away all the wealth in this area. Then, like a warrior braving the rain, he pushed through the attacks of countless spirits, step by step, moving toward another area… Along the way, he even stole the goods from the unclaimed stalls. Not far away, a survivor was still struggling desperately to resist the attacks of the spirits. Suddenly seeing Su Che’s actions, he was utterly shocked. “Is this guy human or a ghost? How can he wander around without any defense, even in a situation filled with countless spirits?” “Damn, he’s definitely human—and a jerk! He stole the goods from my stall. Robbing victims in times of disaster… such a bastard…” “Ah! Trouble…”

Distraught by Su Che’s actions, his defenses weakened, and in an instant, a dozen spirits rushed in, invading his mind. A fierce battle for control of his soul ensued within his brain… By the time Su Che passed by him, he still had a sliver of consciousness left, cursing in his heart, “Bastard, don’t take them—my Qian, Kun, and Dai…” Then, endless darkness enveloped him, with no hope of seeing the light again.