I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 159 - 135: The Seal Grows Unstable

"Woo woo woo!"

When the coffin lid was pushed open, the faceless man stood up from inside the coffin.

A multitude of white human faces flew out from the coffin, scattering all around.

Their targets became extremely chaotic, as they began attacking the officials present at the Seven Star Bureau, not sparing even those of the Ghost Race. In short, they struck indiscriminately, causing the scene to become even more chaotic. Qi Feng used his Black Dog Boxing Skill incessantly to prevent the white faces from coming near him.

Neatly and swiftly killing a faceless man, Zuo Zonghao continued his assault, the second strike aimed directly at the faceless man still standing in the bronze-horned golden coffin.

"Grandfather!" the faceless man standing by the coffin cried out in anxiety.

At that moment, the faceless man standing within the coffin moved.

He stretched out his skinny palm and directly blocked Zuo Zonghao’s strike with his body.

Bang!

The heavy nine-ringed gold cutter collided violently with the faceless man’s palm, instantly spreading a terrifying shockwave outward.

The stone slabs on the ground shattered, and smaller stones flew into the air. Several corpses did not react in time and were enveloped in the shockwave, their bones shattering with no resistance.

Qin Yuesheng, just emerging from the Thousand Lock Spirit Array, witnessed this scene and couldn’t help but click his tongue in secrecy.

If he had faced that strike of the Zhong Gong Tiger-Slaying Array, Qin Yuesheng would surely have not dared to tackle it with his flesh.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zuo Zonghao saw that the faceless man from the bronze-horned golden coffin could withstand the Zhong Gong Tiger-Slaying Array, and immediately intensified his efforts, slashing one blow after another, determined not to rest until this person was dead.

However, the faceless man was no ordinary opponent, indeed fighting Zuo Zonghao to a standstill, locked in a hard struggle.

At this moment, they became the focal point of the entire scene. Whoever won or lost between them would largely determine tonight’s final outcome: whether the Seven Star Bureau would maintain control, or if the Ghost Race would overturn, releasing the Great Ghost Venerable back into the world. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Taking advantage of this lapse of time, Qin Yuesheng quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, beginning to meditate and regulate his breathing, preparing to restore some of his Inner Strength.

Just having fought with two faceless men consecutively, overusing the Great Vajra Palm, he had completely drained the Inner Strength in his Dantian. Although Qin Yuesheng still possessed considerable power without Inner Strength, its presence could elevate his combat prowess yet further, and couldn’t be overlooked.

At this moment, nearly every official of the Seven Star Bureau was engaged with a member of the Ghost Race. These Ghost Race members employed a variety of techniques, making them quite difficult to deal with. Without Zuo Zonghao’s assistance, it would be challenging for these officials, with their First Layer of the Internal Power Realm strength, to quickly overcome their opponents in a short time.

Qi Feng watched warily at the centipede-like Ghost Race member standing before him. Initially planning to escape from the Cheng Mansion, the Ghost Race member was intercepted midway by him.

Perhaps Qi Feng’s actions provoked this Ghost Race member’s ferocity, making them set up a stance, stop retreating, and directly engage in battle with Qi Feng.

This Ghost Race member’s techniques were bizarre and unpredictable, with numerous venomous snakes emerging from their arm to launch a sneak attack on Qi Feng.

Though Qi Feng, as a member of the Seven Star Bureau, possessed some life-saving methods, in the face of this Ghost Race member, they seemed somewhat insufficient.

Carelessly, Qi Feng’s arm was suddenly bitten hard by a multicolored venomous snake.

Though Qi Feng promptly decapitated the snake with a slash, the two now purplish wounds on his arm were clearly visible.

With little reaction time, Qi Feng only felt his whole body go numb and involuntarily collapsed to the ground, able only to watch as the Ghost Race member approached, preparing to deliver the final blow to his life.

"This time, I’m done for." Qi Feng reluctantly closed his eyes.

Bang!

At this moment, suddenly came the sound of rushing air, followed by a scream; the Ghost Race member immediately clutched their chest, eyes angrily looking towards the entrance of the Cheng Mansion.

A group of Daoists quickly entered from outside, led by Daoist Qingfeng, holding a copper eight-trigram mirror, which he raised to shine on the Ghost Race member, casting a strange light that struck the Ghost Race member’s head, directly shattering it into pieces.

Seeing an additional crack on the mirror’s surface, Daoist Qingfeng sighed heartily.

This was already one of the few Magical Artifacts remaining in the West Qi Mountain Temple. Although immensely powerful, its usage came at a considerable cost.

"Save him," Daoist Qingfeng said.

Several Daoists immediately ran to Qi Feng’s side, placing a fragrant pill in his mouth.

After taking the pill, Qi Feng instantly felt his body lighten up, and strength gradually returned to his limbs.

"Thank you, daoists, for your aid," Qi Feng quickly expressed his gratitude.

"It’s nothing."

Daoist Qingfeng’s gaze was fixed on the enormous figure high on the platform and the tall, thin faceless man confronting the nine-ringed gold cutter, his face full of astonishment: "Where did these Ghost Race members come from, possessing such power?"

"Senior brother, look over there," a Daoist shouted in surprise.

Daoist Qingfeng quickly looked towards the giant pit.

Only to see that from that place, uncontrollable black gas was frantically emerging. Although the situation was not extremely dire yet, everyone knew if it continued, the consequences would be unimaginable. The seal might even truly be broken tonight.