A passing traveler through the heavens

Chapter 169 Evil Spirit Battle

The power of merit, when gathered together, can condense into any form according to the user's will, and endow it with unparalleled destructive power.

This unique skill was meticulously developed by Ji Lin when he had his soul leave his body at Elise's house.

Suddenly, Ji Lin swung his long whip, which flew through the air like a nimble dragon, slicing through the sky with a crisp, loud crackling sound.

Ji Lin's sharp eyes were fixed on the red-faced demon and the black-clad old woman not far ahead. Seizing the opportunity, he swung his arm forcefully, and the long whip shot towards the two like lightning.

However, the red-faced demon and the black-clad old woman were clearly no ordinary beings either.

Just as Ji Lin launched his attack, they reacted swiftly with their keen intuition, dodging the fierce blow with a swift movement.

Nevertheless, when they glimpsed the long whip formed from Ji Lin's accumulated merits, a deep sense of fear still welled up in their hearts—the aura emanating from it made them truly feel the threat of death.

After his first attack failed, Ji Lin was not discouraged. He was about to swing his whip again to launch a new offensive.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened: the red-faced demon and the black old woman vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye!

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Ji Lin frowned slightly, but he did not hesitate for long and immediately decided to change his strategy.

With a thought, the originally soft and slender whip instantly transformed into a gleaming longsword, which landed steadily in Ji Lin's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Lin turned around and strode towards the father and son, Qiao Xi, who were huddled in a corner trembling with fear, and gestured for them to stay close to him.

Then, Ji Lin, holding Josh's father's hand with one hand and little Josh's hand with the other, hurriedly left the house filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Before long, they were getting closer and closer to their physical bodies, and it looked like they were about to successfully return to the real world.

But at this critical moment, a vengeful spirit with a ferocious face and bared teeth suddenly appeared from nowhere and pounced straight at Ji Lin.

Fortunately, Ji Lin reacted very quickly. He raised his longsword swiftly, seized the opportunity, and slashed down fiercely.

A scream rang out, and the head of the wronged soul fell to the ground.

The moment the head separated from the body, the wronged soul vanished like smoke under the powerful impact of the merit, as if it had never existed.

Ji Lin slowly turned around, a chill creeping into his heart.

Behind him, a large group of malevolent spirits and vengeful ghosts with hideous faces and a foul stench suddenly appeared!

They bared their teeth and claws, emitting shrill roars that sent chills down one's spine.

Hidden among these vengeful spirits and evil souls were the red-faced demon who had suddenly disappeared and the old woman whose body was as black as ink.

At this moment, they were staring at Ji Lin with sinister expressions, their eyes flashing with malice.

Ji Lin remained calm and composed, extending his right index finger to begin counting the number of enemies before him one by one.

"One, two, three, four..." As he murmured, the evil spirits seemed to sense a kind of anger at being slighted, and their roars grew louder, filling the entire space with a terrifying atmosphere.

However, Ji Lin was not intimidated by this aura. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a disdainful smile.

He held a long sword, its tip pointing directly at the group of wronged souls and evil spirits before him, and loudly mocked them.

"You guys are so boring!"

"Can't you just let us leave in peace? Why do you have to make such a fuss? Do you think you can scare me just because you outnumber me?"

"That's utterly delusional, a fool's dream, and they're just asking for trouble!"

After saying that, Ji Lin's face suddenly turned cold. He turned his head sharply and shouted at Qiao Xi and his son who were standing to the side.

"You all go first! I'll play with them."

Josie wanted to say something more, but when he saw the countless wronged souls and evil spirits in front of him, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He knew the situation was dire; staying would not only be of no help, but could also become a burden to Ji Lin.

Without further hesitation, he turned around, grabbed his son's hand, and fled quickly into the distance.

As the souls of Josie and her son successfully returned to the real world, an invisible signal was quietly released—a thrilling battle was about to begin!

In an instant, the group of restless, vengeful spirits and evil spirits let out a deafening roar and pounced on Ji Lin in a massive wave.

Ji Lin stared expressionlessly at the surging tide of wronged souls and evil spirits, a slight sneer of disdain on his lips.

He gripped the longsword that gleamed with golden light tightly in his hand, and with a roar, Ji Lin charged into the horde of vengeful spirits like a tiger descending a mountain.

His swordsmanship was incredibly fierce; every swing of his sword was accompanied by a whooshing sound. Any vengeful spirits or evil souls that dared to approach him would be instantly reduced to ashes or severely injured with just a light touch.

However, although these vengeful spirits were weak, their numbers were so vast that they were densely packed together, making one's scalp tingle at the sight.

Although Ji Lin, surrounded by enemies, managed to stabilize the situation temporarily with his superb swordsmanship, he was gradually feeling the strain of fighting such a large number of enemies for so long, even with his powerful soul strength.

"I really don't know where I got so many lowly evil spirits and vengeful ghosts!" Ji Lin cursed inwardly as he fought fiercely.

Just then, the longsword he had been holding tightly in his hand suddenly flashed with light and disappeared without a trace.

Instead, a strangely shaped object, resembling a cannon barrel, appeared in his hand.

This cannon-shaped object is entirely black, covered with mysterious runes, and is incredibly long, requiring both hands to hold it securely.

Ji Lin muttered incantations, whispering, "Namo Amitabha Buddha..."

Immediately afterwards, the cannon-shaped object began to spin rapidly, as if it had received some kind of command.

Accompanied by a heart-pounding buzzing sound, six dazzling golden beams shot out from the six steel pipes at the front of the cannon barrel.

These six golden beams streaked across the night sky like lightning. Wherever they went, the evil spirits and wronged souls had no time to dodge and turned to ashes amidst screams.

In the blink of an eye, a large area in front of Ji Lin was cleared away, leaving only scattered limbs and billowing black smoke.

"Sure enough, all the fear stemmed from insufficient firepower."

The Gatling gun, transformed from Ji Lin's merits, instantly annihilated the group of evil spirits and vengeful ghosts, leaving only two evil spirits on the scene.

Ji Lin aimed the Gatling gun at the red-faced demon and the black-clad old woman, who seemed to sense something and began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Say goodbye to this world!” Ji Lin said coldly, the golden muzzle of his Gatling gun steadily aimed at the two remaining evil spirits in front of him.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger and deliver a fatal blow, suddenly, an extremely fierce attack came towards Ji Lin.

The incident happened so suddenly that Ji Lin had no time to react or dodge, and could only watch helplessly as the attack struck him hard.

With a dull thud, Ji Lin felt a tremendous force pierce through his body, and excruciating pain surged through him like a tidal wave.

His body flew backward uncontrollably and crashed heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a mysterious figure appeared silently in front of Ji Lin like a ghost.

The figure was shrouded in a faint shadow, making it difficult to see its true face, but the powerful aura emanating from it indicated that the newcomer was no benevolent person.