The blind Daoist priest pointed the tip of his peach wood sword at the female ghost in the red wedding dress, and he asked, "Are you a demon or a ghost?!"

The female ghost lightly twirled the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and standing alone on the mountain path in the distance, she appeared quite lonely and without any support. After making her way over, her red wedding dress was now already covered in mud. For some unknown reason, she hadn't used her mystical powers to form a dress that could repel dirt and water with the formless miasma in the mountains. It was clear that her bright red wedding dress was made from real silk, and perhaps it had even been made by the dressmakers near this mountain range.

Just then, the female ghost had ripped the skin off her face by swiping her hand down. At this moment, she slowly moved her hand up to once again plaster the skin back on her face, giving her a pale and colorless look. She looked much like a beautiful young woman who belonged in her room awaiting marriage. If it weren't for her sickly complexion, she would actually appear no different from ordinary young women. She was extremely close to the master and his two disciples now, yet even the blind old Daoist priest couldn't sense any demonic energy radiating from her.

In fact, these great demons who possessed high cultivation bases could already wander around human cities without any issues. As long as they didn't purposely approach the city god pavilions or the Wenchang pavilions and martial sage temples, they wouldn't be targeted and suppressed by the forces in these mortal cities. Of course, this was under the prerequisite that they were willing to conceal their demonic aura and suppress their innate desire to kill and cause catastrophes.

The corners of the female ghost's mouth moved slightly. Even though her lips remained unmoving, a voice sounded next to their ears once again.

"Daoist priest, you desire to vanquish demons and fiends to accumulate boundless merit and virtue, and so I came over here to meet with you. I eagerly await your so-called Five Lightning Righteous Technique."

The old Daoist priest was feeling increasingly astonished. The layers of the Inverting Compass in his sleeve wildly fluctuated back and forth. This was a compass that had four internal and external layers in total, corresponding to demons, spirits, Yin entities and ghosts, and mountain gods and river gods. Apart from the layer that corresponded to spirits, the three other layers of the Inverting Compass were all spinning and shaking violently. 

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