My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 381: Moldy, Grievous Ghost

Yun Heng willed himself to take two steps forward as he stared at Yi Qing in fright. Something flashed across his face as he anxiously said, "Fellow Daoist, do you mean that there are other ways to deal with deviant ghosts?"

Yi Qing's expression darkened. "It is obvious that these deviant ghosts have been formed with hundreds of thousands of remnant souls. Remnant souls are also parts of souls. You would know that the Soul-Extinguishing Array would destroy whole souls. There is no way that these souls will survive the array!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he got. At first, he thought that Yun Heng could not be a bad person if he had a glow of merit around his body. Yi Qing did not think that Yun Heng would be one to suggest extinguishing a hundred thousand remnant souls. Cultivators aside – even demons would not think about doing something like that.

Yet, nobody around thought much of it. Instead, they looked at Yi Qing angrily.

"What remnant souls? What extinguishing? That's a load of bull."

"That's right – if you don't get rid of deviant ghosts, living people would suffer."

"Stop spreading rumors to scare the crowd – I'm waiting to see justice being done!"

"Master Yun Tian, don't bother listening to them talk more nonsense. These evil people will attempt to do whatever they can."

"No!" Once again, Yun Heng stood in front of the crowd to stop them. There was no anger on his face. Instead, there was a little excitement as he turned to face Yi Qing, his eyes twinkling. Eagerly, he said, "According to what my fellow Daoist is saying, how should we deal with these deviant- I mean, remnant souls?"

Yi Qing's suspicions were raised. Something was amiss. He frowned and answered, "Of course we have to bring them back to the River of Forgetfulness. We need to let them reincarnate in the Underworld."

"Forgetfulness? Reincarnate?" Yun Heng stared at him blankly. He looked confused, and he was just about to ask a question.

But Yi Qing already turned around to walk toward the deviant ghosts. He used both of his hands to conjure a seal so that the ground under his feet glowed golden. A moment later, a huge array that led to the world appeared beneath his feet. It quickly spread throughout the entire forest.

The black deviant ghosts looked like gray clouds being blown away. The black Qi started to dissipate. Even the Yin Qi around the ghosts dissipated. What remained of the ghosts were their transparent figures, which looked so weak that some of their figures seemed like a blur of white Qi. They began to spread out so that they looked like hundreds of thousands of little white figures.

The crowd was stunned by what they were seeing. They continued to stare at the crowd of figures in disbelief.

"What.... what is this..."

"Why do the deviant ghosts suddenly look like that? Have... they become ghosts?"

"But why isn't there any Yin Qi?"

"Eh, is that... the Patriarch of the Yan Family? Isn't he..." Dead?

All of them sucked in a deep breath, as if they had never seen anything like that before. They wanted to take a closer look, but Yi Qing lowered his hands so that the entire forest full of weak remnant souls turned into green smoke that entered the River of Forgetfulness below them.

Within a few minutes, the deviant ghosts – which numbered so many that they could cover the skies or destroy the entire Longxing City – disappeared completely. All that was left behind were withered and dried leaves.