The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 340 The Righteous Path

The messenger from the underworld saw Qiu Ziyue and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, we're old friends. I used to be afraid of you, but now I have the power of the Flame Palm Venerable."

"I'm not afraid of you anymore. Come on, let's fight to the death."

The Netherworld Messenger approached step by step in the darkness, his body emanating an eerie black mist, his eyes fixed on Qiu Ziyue and the others with piercing gaze.

Leng Feng gripped his longsword tightly, Li Cunxu and Qi Yuxuan each held their swords, while Qiu Langyu moved swiftly, searching for an opening.

"You've finally come."

The messenger from the underworld sneered.

"Since that's the case, then let me show you the real 'Resurrection Technique'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger of the underworld formed a hand seal and chanted an ancient incantation.

His figure gradually blurred, then transformed into countless black shadows that spread outwards.

Each shadowy figure coalesced into the image of a dead person—

Some were enemies they had seen before, while others were innocent people who had long since died.

Huang Chao was even among them!!!

"This is……"

Qiu Ziyue gasped, "Who are you? How could you summon so many ghosts!"

"It couldn't be Huang Chao; I witnessed his death."

Qi Yuxuan said.

The dead souls brandished their decaying claws and pounced on the crowd.

Even with their superior martial arts skills, they could not withstand this overwhelming offensive.

For a time, everyone was caught in a fierce battle.

Qi Yuxuan used his lightness skill to leap and dart among the dead, but every time he killed a dead soul, more new dead souls would emerge.

He gasped for breath:

"This won't do; we can't possibly kill all these wandering souls!"

Li Cunxu's situation wasn't much better; although his longsword was sharp...

However, it could not completely destroy the undead controlled by the messengers of the underworld.

"We need to find a way to counter the 'Resurrection Spell'!"

He shouted anxiously.

Leng Feng roared and swung his long sword, forcing the surrounding ghosts back a few steps.

However, even a fearless warrior like him felt his strength gradually being exhausted.

Qiu Langyu tried to shoot the Netherworld Messenger from a distance, but the enemy was always shrouded in black mist, and he could not find a clear target at all.

Zhao Wanqing, Su Er, Arutai, and Xiao Wan also gradually became unable to keep up.

Qiu Ziyue frowned as she looked at the chaotic scene before her.

"Jade Flute!"

Suddenly remembering something, she quickly took out the jade flute that gleamed faintly from her bosom.

Qiu Ziyue took a deep breath, placed the jade flute to her lips, and began to play slowly.

The clear and melodious sound of the flute pierced through the battlefield, as if awakening some dormant power.

As the sound of the flute began, a pale golden halo began to permeate the air.

The previously ferocious spirits suddenly stopped moving, as if the sound of the flute had triggered some memories.

The Netherworld Messenger's expression changed drastically:

"Impossible! The Tao family's mystical secret techniques?"

It turns out that this jade flute is a treasure passed down for thousands of years, and it is sealed with a mysterious technique created by the ancestors of the Tao family.

This secret art was created specifically to purify evil and can dismantle any power that exists based on resentment and hatred.

Qiu Ziyue did not stop; her flute playing grew even louder, like a clear mountain spring flowing or stars twinkling in the night sky.

Each note was like an invisible arrow, striking the depths of the Netherworld Messenger's heart.

Faced with this sudden change, the Netherworld Messenger could no longer remain calm.

He frantically waved his arms, trying to regain control of the dead, but found his power rapidly dwindling.

"No! I'm not reconciled!"

The Netherworld Messenger roared, and the black mist around its body grew even thicker, even attempting to devour the surrounding souls to enhance its own power.

However, all of this was in vain.

Qiu Ziyue's flute playing had reached its peak, and a golden halo completely enveloped the entire battlefield.

The souls of the dead turned into starlight and vanished, while the messenger of the underworld himself began to cry out in pain.

Finally, after a series of piercing screams, the Netherworld Messenger collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

"I'd like to see who you really are?"

After Qi Yuxuan finished speaking, he went over and removed the mask from the man in black.

"You're actually Blood Shadow of the Blood Fiend Sect!"

Everyone was shocked.

"It's me, surprised, huh? Hahahaha,"

Blood Shadow laughed loudly.

"You can still laugh? It's been so long, I thought you'd turned over a new leaf, but you're still unrepentant."

Qiu Ziyue sighed.

"Why should I change? In this chaotic world, whoever is strong is the hero, and I refuse to be a nobody."

I renamed the Blood Fiend Sect to the Crippled Blood Alliance, but I never expected that you would still manage to breach it.

Blood Shadow continued to laugh:

"Qiu Ziyue, Qi Yuxuan, didn't you already leave? What are you doing back now? Why?"

Zhao Wanqing casually said:

"Nonsense, we're now the Feather Moon Whirlwind team, dedicated to fighting against evil forces like you."

You can be a hero, but you must walk the right path.

"So it was you who orchestrated all of this from behind the scenes! Why did you kill Lingxu Ghost Hand?"

The Netherworld Messenger sneered: "I didn't kill Lingxu Ghost Hand, believe it or not!"

"If it wasn't you, then who else could it be? Only you possess such evil power."

"The 'Resurrection Technique' is inherently extremely dangerous; if combined with the power of an evil god, it will only bring destruction!"

"destroy?"

The "Messenger of the Underworld" laughed wildly.

"You're wrong. The world is a battle between good and evil."

"It's not just me who has that much power; there are countless others like me who aspire to rise to the top in the underworld!"

"You're wrong. The underworld is a one-way street. Only the righteous path is the true way!"

Qiu Ziyue said.

"Everyone can spout grand principles, but who wants to go down this path of no return?"

"The vicissitudes of life are the true path of humanity; how many more years of vicissitudes can I endure?" the messenger from the underworld replied.

"Why waste so much time talking? Just kill him!" Leng Feng roared.

"You don't need to lift a finger, I'll do it myself. I want to test the power of the resurrection spell myself."

Before Qiu Ziyue could ask the Netherworld Messenger a few more questions, the Netherworld Messenger began to unleash his power, using the Resurrection Technique to self-destruct.

Finally, after a series of piercing screams, the Netherworld Messenger collapsed along with the "Resurrection Spell" he relied on.

It turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away with the wind.

As the aftershocks subsided, Qiu Ziyue put away her jade flute and sat down wearily.

She looked at the other people's faces and gave a faint smile.

"My God, how could I forget all the conflicts and grudges that have arisen since I returned to ancient times?"

I only returned to the modern world because I disliked all the trouble here. It's like they've forgotten the pain of past wounds. I want to go back!

Qi Yuxuan quickly said:

"Then let's hurry back, my wife."

"No, Ziyue, you promised me you'd stay with me for a few more years," Li Cunxu said anxiously.

Qi Yuxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed:

"It seems that some things cannot be solved by brute force alone. The Tao family's mystical arts are indeed well-deserved of their reputation."

Li Cunxu pondered for a moment and then said:

"Although the Netherworld Messenger has been defeated, we still need to be vigilant."

Qiu Langyu nodded, his gaze firm:

"Yes, the Netherworld Messenger said that Lingxu Ghost Hand wasn't his doing, so who was it?"

“It seems this matter is not over yet; we still need to investigate,” Qi Yuxuan said.

"This matter is getting more and more complicated. Who exactly is it?"

"I've thought of it, there's only one possibility?"

Li Cunxu said.

"Tell us quickly, we all want to know."

Everyone spoke in unison.

To be continued in the next chapter!