Chapter 651
Heavy Yin Energy
On nights when strange events occur frequently, Chen Ze moves between houses like a shadow.
He held a Yin-Yang sword, wore a Yin-Yang mirror around his neck, and was shrouded in a mysterious aura.
The moonlight bathed the surroundings, giving the grass, trees, and buildings a melancholic beauty, as if they were incredible works of art from the universe.
"Is this the place where so many strange things have happened recently?" Chen Ze wondered to himself.
He raised the Yin-Yang Mirror, ready to examine it closely.
Just then, he saw a white shadow loitering near a house.
Chen Ze felt a chill run through him, and he immediately knew that this was definitely not a good sign.
"Could this be the reason behind the recent series of bizarre events?" Chen Ze gripped the Yin-Yang Sword even tighter.
The white shadow seemed to sense something, paused for a moment, and then began to move slowly toward a dark corner of the house.
Chen Ze decided to follow and see what this mysterious figure was up to.
He moved cautiously, afraid of alerting the enemy.
"Is it going to enter that house?" Chen Ze wondered to himself.
Taking advantage of the moment when the shadow disappeared into the dark corner, Chen Ze quickly ran to the window of the house, reached out and gently pushed it, and found that the window was not locked.
He slowly pushed open the window, and a blast of cold air rushed in, making him shiver involuntarily.
He tiptoed into the house, which was pitch black inside.
Then he heard a faint groan, as if someone was crying.
He couldn't resist using the Yin-Yang Sword to illuminate a corner of the room, revealing a strange mark carved into the floor.
"What is this?" Chen Ze wondered, but he quickly realized that it must be some kind of symbol used to summon or control ghosts.
Suddenly, the white shadow reappeared, this time transforming into a ghost of various shapes, its eyes filled with resentment and pain.
Their bodies were also constantly struggling.
Chen Ze became even more certain that this white shadow was definitely related to the series of strange events that had recently occurred.
He gripped the Yin-Yang Sword tightly, and the light on the tip of the sword seemed to ripple with emotion, just like his mood.
He decided to go all in and solve the problem now.
"No matter who you are, now that you've appeared before me, don't even think about escaping!" Chen Ze made up his mind, and with a flash of sword light, he stabbed at the white ghost.
Instantly, a strong energy fluctuation formed in the room. The white ghost seemed to sense some kind of threat, let out a painful scream, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the air.
Chen Ze gripped the Yin-Yang Sword tightly; it seemed to be his only support in this dark night.
He slowly approached the white figure, the pounding of his heart seemingly drowning out everything around him.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a long shadow on him.
The blurry outline of the white shadow was reflected in his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move, the white shadow suddenly transformed into a terrifying face with wide, blood-red eyes that seemed to want to devour him.
"So it was you!" Chen Ze was startled, but he did not back down and thrust the Yin-Yang Sword forward without hesitation.
The sword tip drew an almost visible trail of light in the air, carrying a chill as it pointed directly at that terrifying face.
"You think you can hurt me like this?" the vengeful ghost said in a hoarse voice. Suddenly, his face turned back into a white shadow, easily dodging Chen Ze's attack.
Chen Ze gripped the sword hilt tightly, knowing that the vengeful ghost before him possessed the ability to shapeshift and was not to be underestimated.
He looked around. Moonlight streamed through the window and fell on the ancient wooden floor, casting geometric shadows that seemed like invisible barriers.
"Since you like transformations, then I won't be polite." Chen Ze's lips curled up slightly, as if he had thought of a brilliant plan. "Hmph, child's play." The ghost sneered, but the moment he laughed, Chen Ze suddenly vanished from his spot.
"Can't find me anymore, huh!" Chen Ze's voice came from behind. The ghost turned around abruptly and saw that Chen Ze's Yin-Yang Sword was already stabbing towards him.
This time, he did not dodge, because Chen Ze's sword was enveloped in a strange light.
"What? This is—" The vengeful ghost was surprised to find that the light had actually bound his shapeshifting ability.
"I've told you before, don't underestimate humans." Chen Ze's tone was cold, his gaze icy.
The vengeful spirit struggled, trying to break free from the beam of light, but it was too late.
The Yin-Yang Sword pierced through him easily, and a powerful energy surged into his body.
"Can you transform again this time?" Chen Ze said slowly, his eyes gleaming with the light of victory.
The vengeful ghost tasted fear. Unable to answer, it could only stare at Chen Ze with its blood-red eyes, seemingly trying to find a trace of remorse in his gaze, but Chen Ze's eyes remained as firm as iron.
Finally, the ghost's body began to disintegrate, turning into a white shadow that disappeared into the moonlight.
The Yin-Yang Sword returned to its original form, but Chen Ze knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg, and more unknowns and challenges awaited him.
At this moment, Li Siyao and the others also came in. The room returned to normal, but it felt very strange.
Yan Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed as she observed.
Chen Ze felt a chill run down his spine, as if a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
The Yin-Yang Sword in his hand should be a divine weapon capable of dispelling all kinds of evil spirits and vengeful ghosts, but this time, it was completely ineffective and was easily bounced back by the vengeful ghost.
He could see the vengeful ghost reappear, its lips curled up in a mocking smile.
"It seems we have to find another way," Chen Ze thought anxiously.
"You all step back and let me handle this alone."
As if sensing Chen Ze's inner turmoil, the vengeful ghost suddenly clasped its hands together, and a black mist emanated from its body, gradually condensing into a shield-like structure.
A smug smile appeared on its face, as if mocking Chen Ze's incompetence.
"Do you think you can stop me?" the vengeful ghost said in a chilling tone.
Chen Ze took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
He observed his surroundings and then suddenly realized that the place they were in was filled with heavy yin energy, which was probably what enhanced the power of the evil spirit.
"We can't just let it keep getting stronger," Chen Ze thought to himself.
He gently held the Yin-Yang Sword horizontally in front of him, gritted his teeth, and began to silently recite a series of complex incantations.
The Yin-Yang Sword gradually emitted a soft white light, forming a stark contrast with the heavy Yin energy around it.
Then, he suddenly swung his sword at the black mist.
"Break!" he shouted.
A beam of white light instantly sliced through the layer of black mist, but it did not achieve the effect he had expected.
The black mist only dispersed slightly before quickly coalescing again.
Yan Xiaoxiao and the others were also terrified.
The woman clenched her small fist. (End of Chapter)