The Wang family's ancient residence.

It is a supernatural place created by Wang Chaling's ancestors using a special supernatural item [the pendulum] that can swing for half an hour at a time.

Under the influence of the [Pendulum], this old house is limited to one hour and one second is a unit. Excluding the hour and half past hour where the time can go back or forward, there are a total of three thousand five hundred and fifty.

Eight time points.

Theoretically speaking, these 3,558 time points are all cages, capable of holding 3,558 evil ghosts.

Although the Wang family did not fill it with so many evil ghosts, there is no denying the horror of this cage.

Now, the maze-like cage of terrifying ghosts has completely opened its door for Wu Nai, waiting for his arrival.

Invisible supernatural power is stirring here.

Under the chaotic swing of time, even the terrifying ghosts shrouded in the old house have become a lost race in the wasteland.

From the day I was trapped, I have been wandering in the small old house with no way out.

Phew...Wu Nai took a deep breath.

【Power 1】

【Power 1】

【Power 1】

[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain new skills - unlimited! 】

[Infinite: This skill realizes Achilles' "paradox of never catching up with the turtle". When used, the enemy's attack will always be one time unit behind and cannot really touch you (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】

In the twisted and crazy lines of text, Wu Nai's eyes fell through the door and fell inside the ancient house.

"Why, you don't dare to come in now that the situation has come to an end..." After Liu Mubai, another woman's voice sounded, with a mocking tone in her tone.

"You are looking for death..."

Wu Nai shook his head and said contemptuously: "You will be cursed by the [Pendulum] if you enter the main entrance. Do you really think I don't know? But..."

As he spoke, he strode in, feeling the supernatural curse passing over his body, breathing in the abundant supernatural power, and said calmly: "So what about the curse, that's why I came here."

[Power points: 3000000.0]

The numbers in the information column continue to rise.

The invisible pendulum curse entangles Wu Nai, unable to break [Infinity], [Bayin] and [Baina's Clothes], it can only help him grow.

Further promoting the arrival of a ghost.

The illusory bells roared and stirred, but there was no solemnity at all. Instead, they sounded like the roars of evil ghosts in the Nine Nether Hell.

Despair, resentment and terror.

"Is that all there is to it..."

After Wu Nai paused at the door for a long time, he looked at the words [Power Point: 6000000.0] and sighed: "As expected, if I want my talent to be fully displayed, flame is indispensable."

After silently saying to Wang Chaling, "I'm sorry, your house is going to be lost," he casually put it on the door frame.

next moment.

The dark golden fire continued to spread out along Wu Nai's arm.

He had no intention of exploring this maze-like ancient house, and had no interest in the secrets of the Wang family.

I don’t intend to play a cat-and-mouse game and kill the cursed [Pendulum] cursers one by one who speak rudely and are full of malice.

It’s so annoying!

Far less clean and rapid than a large fire.

This is what a ghost master should do... This is the art of fighting...

If Li Jun were here, he could show him the true use of will-o'-the-wisps... Wu Nai thought to himself.

In the original destiny trajectory, Li Jun also tried to do such a thing, but unfortunately failed.

The time was adjusted by [Pendulum], and the burning caused by the will-o'-the-wisp was thrown into other time points.

But Wu Nai is different. Along with the dark golden flame, his "domain" is also invaded!

The six-circle eternal eye chakra brings six levels of realm, corresponding to the sixth level of ghost realm.

When the skill [Trading] is activated, the power of [Boundary·Domain] continues to stack.

The six rounds were superimposed into eight rounds.

The eight-level domain is enough to block the power of the [Pendulum], causing the dark golden flames to burn in the most violent and domineering manner.

For a while.

The thick wooden door turned into a fire door. The door frame made of red copper was as hot as a soldering iron. The carvings and furniture inside were all burning. The walls, floor tiles, corridors...everywhere was filled with scorching firelight.

The three-story ancient house seemed to have been doused with dozens or hundreds of barrels of fuel, and it was all on fire in just a few breaths.

Under the night sky, this ancient house that has stood for nearly a hundred years was completely enveloped in firelight.

Countless dark golden sparks rose into the sky, like a burning bird fluttering away.

As Wu Nai personally walked into it, the situation became more and more intense.

Every dilapidated window was spitting out fiery tongues of fire, as if there were a hundred sulfur-eating hell dragons hiding inside.

"Damn, what are you doing? Do you want to burn everyone?!"

"Come on, this fire is coming and it's spreading too fast."

"Will-o'-the-wisp, this is definitely a will-o'-the-wisp that's specially designed to burn supernatural things."

…

The [Pendulum] cursers hiding among them roared with anger and despair, and scattered in all directions, like driven sheep.

While Wu Nai stood at the door and experienced the curse, they secretly planned various means to deal with this ghost master from the headquarters.

Those seemingly reckless words before were just to lure him into a trap.

But no one expected that this bastard would set the house on fire.

"ah!"

The next moment, sharp screams could be heard in the room.

A ghost master named Liao Fan was burned to the edge of his clothes by the dark golden fire while escaping.

He wanted to put it out with his hands, but his touch only added fuel to the fire. The flames triggered by the supernatural aura burned blazingly, instantly turning him into a human-shaped torch.

Under the terrible burning, the ghosts in Liao Fan's body also emerged.

This ghost has a big head and a small body. Although it has a humanoid outline, it is extremely weird.

"Wu Nai, Wu Nai, you must die a good death!"

Before he died, Liao Fan screamed with all his strength that his supernatural name was "Shouting Ghost" and he could kill people by shouting.

But it didn't cause Wu Nai any trouble.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The interweaving of skills [Eight Sounds] created an absolute defense in his consciousness.

Calling people to this extent is nothing more than the buzzing of mosquitoes to him.

Wu Nai easily tore off the guy's head, then lowered his big white hands to grab the ghost that ran out of his body.

Immediately after he moved his hands together, with Pei Ran's unstoppable force, [The Caller Ghost] was twisted out of shape like a towel, and its decayed body was twisted into a mess.

Then he put the ghost twist to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath, showing a look of intoxication.

[Close distance...Acquire new skills—Shout!]

[It has been detected that ‘Shout’, ‘Cry’ and ‘God’s Gift’ are complementary skills. Do you want to fuse them? 】

[Fusion...1%...10%...100%]

[Acquire optimization skills - God's gift (when shouting and crying, the law of death will be triggered). 】

"Liu Yue!"

"Liu Mubai!"

"Xu Feng!"

"Gu Cheng!"

…

One name after another floated out of Wu Nai's mouth, and every word he read was like a god sighing.

The authority constructed by these languages ​​turned into a sword of scourge of life and death, descending from the underworld on those whose names were reported.

Even the God of Death would applaud and admire this scene.

The people who were deprived of their lives fell into the blazing fire one after another, without exception.

At this moment, there is no power in the ancient house that can stop such a [divine gift]. Their lives and deaths have been written in books that the world cannot read, and they are heading into the endless darkness according to the established trajectory.
To be continued...