"Let's fight!"

Below the giant pine, shouts of killing constantly echoed.

But soon they were replaced by dull thuds.

The Six Ghosts were like tigers entering a flock of sheep; with every move, a member of either the Medicine Gang or the Wind Cloud Gang was sent flying back.

After just a few breaths, several people were already dead or injured.

Seeing this scene, Wind Cloud Gang Leader Sun Hai ignored his subordinates, directly activated a secret technique, and darted towards a gap.

He understood that if he delayed any longer, even if he wanted to leave, it wouldn't be so easy.

"Trying to run?"

The Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader, who had his arms crossed, hadn't attacked yet but had been watching the situation in the field. Seeing Sun Hai's movement, he sneered.

The next moment, the ground shattered, and he shot out like a cannonball, moving at extreme speed and creating a series of sonic booms.

"Returning Wind Palm Strength!"

Feeling the strong wind rapidly approaching from behind, Sun Hai's face showed a ruthless expression. Without thinking, he turned around and unleashed a full-force palm strike.

As long as he forced back the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader, he would have time to catch his breath and have a great chance of escaping the opponent.

"Ridiculous..."

Large areas of spiral-shaped white strength appeared on Sun Hai's palm. The high-speed vibrating strength carried an indescribable sharpness; clearly, this palm strike was very powerful.

However, facing such a fierce attack, the Seven Ghosts Leader merely sneered contemptuously. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a mouth full of rotten yellow teeth.

He directly smashed down with a palm, actually choosing to resist with his bare hand.

"Seeking death!!"

Sun Hai was overjoyed upon seeing this scene.

He knew that the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts had extraordinary Physiques and strong combat power, but he was crystal clear about the power of his Returning Wind Palm Strength. The opponent actually didn't use Bone Strength to resist but directly relied on a pair of bare hands, being so arrogant. Wasn't this giving him another chance?

However, the next moment, when the bare hand collided with the Bone Strength, Sun Hai's face showed horror. He saw his full-force strike land.

The imagined scene of flesh and blood flying didn't appear. Instead, his strength was directly crushed by the opponent.

That pair of dry, rough black hands, apart from a few small cuts, showed no other signs of damage.

"How could this be!?"

As Sun Hai was greatly shocked, his chest hurt, and he had already been kicked.

Instantly, an irresistible force erupted from his chest. Although he hastily condensed strength to resist, his chest still caved in, and he was sent flying back.

Falling heavily to the ground, Sun Hai's aura was turbulent. Under this strike, he was already severely injured.

"What a fragile body... but being able to break my skin is acceptable."

The Seven Ghosts Leader showed disdain on his face, glancing at the small cuts on his hand, which were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior Brother!"

Under the giant pine, Feng Yu and a few others were surrounding and attacking one ghost.

And with the few of them working together, they were actually being suppressed by the opponent at this moment.

"Your martial arts styles are quite messy, I haven't seen them before. You shouldn't be from Tainnan, right?"

The one fighting Feng Yu and the others was the fourth of the Seven Ghosts. Feeling the different martial arts styles of the few people, a hint of interest appeared on his face.

"But it doesn't matter anymore. No matter who you are, I'll kill you all to be done with it."

As if his patience had run out, the fourth ghost's strong body suddenly grew longer hair, and he looked like a long-haired orangutan.

Speed and strength instantly increased by several percent.

The sudden change greatly increased the pressure on Feng Yu and the others. Within just a few breaths, a slightly weaker Seven Forms Sect Disciple was sent flying by an arm swing.

"Master Xie!"

Feng Yu let out a low roar, his eyes red.

"What are you yelling about! You're next..."

The fourth ghost grinned menacingly. His hand, which had grown long, narrow nails at some point, swung at a strange angle, striking Feng Yu with extreme cunning.

Feng Yu's legs swelled, strength swirling around them, just managing to block this strike. However, his body was shaken back several steps before stopping.

"Oh!? You blocked it? Interesting."

The fourth ghost saw that his attack had actually been blocked by the opponent. A look of surprise first appeared on his face, but soon he let out a sinister laugh.

With his limbs on the ground, like a beast, he charged towards Feng Yu at an extremely high speed.

Seeing this, Feng Yu gritted his teeth and desperately surged the strength within his body. After taking the opponent's strike just now, his legs were still a bit numb. Seeing the opponent charging at him again, with nowhere to retreat, he could only brace himself and take the hit.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, this time Feng Yu was sent flying backward.

Although he barely managed to stop himself in the end, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

And the fourth ghost clearly had no intention of giving him time to breathe. At this moment, he was already rushing at him using both his hands and feet.

Ya—

Suddenly, a strange bird cry came from the sky.

Following that, a shadow swept across the sky. The fourth ghost stopped and looked up at the sky.

He only saw a huge crow, completely black, landing on an ancient pine tree. Its dark, jewel-like eyes swept over all of them, then landed on the giant pine.

What was truly surprising was that a figure was actually sitting cross-legged on the back of this giant crow.

"Someone else is here to join the fun!?"

The Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader had naturally noticed this scene long ago. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

With his eyesight, he naturally saw at a glance that this big crow was a Spirit Beast.

And the figure on it.

"Blood Transportation?"

Sensing the fluctuations in the figure's vital energy and blood on the crow's back, the Leader was startled, but soon revealed a cruel smile.

"Sect Leader!!"

Below, Feng Yu and the other few Seven Forms Sect Disciples were a bit bewildered when they saw the Black Eyed Ghost Crow, but after noticing the figure on its back, their faces immediately showed surprise and joy, and they shouted in unison.

"Mm."

Lin Sheng nodded slightly and leaped down onto the ground.

Ignoring the people in the field, his gaze fell directly on the giant white pine tree.

He could feel that a pair of sharp eyes were watching him from within the dense canopy of the white pine tree.

"Sect Leader, that Ghost-mane Finch is in the canopy of this big tree."

Feng Yu wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Mm, you've worked hard."

Lin Sheng nodded, a slight smile appearing on his face, and then he swept his gaze over the people in the field.

He secretly thought to himself, 'As expected.'

It was a good thing he had personally taken action, otherwise the Ghost-mane Finch matter would inevitably have unexpected complications.

"So, reinforcements have arrived again? But a mere Blood Transportation level, someone who can be crushed to death with a flick of a hand, did you specially run here to die?"

The fourth ghost tilted his head, sizing up Lin Sheng. His long hair swayed, making him look extremely ugly.

"But this crow is not bad, kid. If you give this crow to me, maybe I'll let you die comfortably..."

Bang!

In an instant, a figure disappeared from its original spot, carrying dense sonic booms as it crashed into the fourth ghost.

Crackling...

A series of bone-cracking sounds rang out. The fourth ghost's originally strong and bulky body rapidly shrank as if it had been run over by a ten-thousand-ton road roller.

His body flew backward, his facial features all piled together. Whether it was blood, brain matter, or tears and snot, it gushed out from the strangely dislocated orifices.

Before he could land, a large hand had already grabbed his deformed, shriveled head.

Snap—

The large hand tightened, and with a crisp snap, a perfectly fine head burst apart, blooming like a brilliant fireworks display.

Thump...

The severely deformed headless corpse fell heavily to the ground, as if striking the hearts of everyone present, creating an unspeakable sense of horror and heaviness.

"Now, all of you, come over here."

Lin Sheng stood in place, his expression calm as if nothing had happened, and spoke lightly to everyone.

"Fourth Ghost!!"

Only then did everyone react. The remaining six of the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts cried out in unison.

The Leader's face was grim. His slightly yellowed eyes stared intently at Lin Sheng.

Everything just happened too quickly; even he hadn't been able to see how this person had attacked.

"Didn't you hear me..."

Looking at the people who weren't moving, a hint of impatience appeared between Lin Sheng's brows.

Bang...

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and the head of a Wind Cloud Gang Bones Transformation expert exploded.

The crowd was instantly startled awake, especially the remaining members of the Wind Cloud Gang and Medicine Gang, who quickly gathered towards Lin Sheng.

Only the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts, or more accurately, the Six Ghosts, didn't move. They just stared intently at Lin Sheng.

"Go together, kill him..."

The Leader's eyes flickered, and finally, he spoke slowly.

Instantly, the six people, like fierce wolves, pounced towards Lin Sheng at an extremely high speed.

However, before the six people could rush near Lin Sheng, a low dragon roar had already sounded.

The crowd from the Wind Cloud Gang, Medicine Gang, and others only felt their minds violently shaken, their heads dizzy. Their bodies swayed, and they nearly lost their balance and fell to the ground.

As for the Red Mountain Six Ghosts, who were closest and bore the brunt, their figures stood rooted to the spot, and then one by one, they covered their heads and fell to the ground.

Only the Leader managed to maintain his posture with difficulty, but his eyes were covered by his hands, and his gaze was vacant.

And when he came to, he only saw a pair of eyes as dark as ink.

Instantly, the scene before the Leader's eyes changed. When he opened his eyes, he was actually in the scene of his childhood when he and his brothers struggled to survive in the mountains.

Just as he was taking his brothers out to look for food, a wolf howl sounded. A pack of large gray mountain wolves emerged from the bushes. Their scarlet eyes stared at them with greed, and traces of foul-smelling mucus dripped from their clean white sharp teeth.

He desperately ran with his brothers, but how could they, being only around ten years old, outrun a pack of high-level common beasts?

Soon they were pounced on by the mountain wolves and pinned to the ground. The thick claws pressed on his chest, and the foul-smelling mucus dropped onto his cheek, nearly making him faint. In his vision, the bloody maw kept getting closer, and his brothers' cries also came from beside his ears. Yet, he could only close his eyes in despair, waiting for death to arrive.

However, after waiting for a long time, the intense pain he imagined didn't come. Instead, streams of warm liquid fell onto his face. He opened his eyes in confusion and only saw that the fierce pack of gray wolves from before were already silent, lying dead on the ground.

In his line of sight, a tall figure appeared, looking at them with a smile...

Outside, the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader's body jolted. He opened his eyes somewhat blankly, looking at the surroundings, feeling as if something was missing from his memory, while at the same time, something seemed to have been added.

"Where is this? Who am I?"

He grabbed his head, muttering to himself. Soon, a large amount of memories surged forth.

"I am the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts. I came to catch the Shadow Mane Finch for my master..."

Soon, as if he had figured something out, he released his hands from his head and looked at the familiar figure standing before him, slowly uttering two words.

"Ma... Master."

Hearing these two words, Lin Sheng's face showed a slight smile, and then he nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, Feng Yu and the others behind him looked at the Leader in front of them as if they had seen a ghost.

In their view, Lin Sheng had just let out a low roar to intimidate these people, and then exchanged a glance with the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader.

After the Red Mountain Seven Ghosts Leader woke up, he actually became like this before them.

"Now, wait on the side."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Sheng left this sentence and then picked up the remaining five ghosts from the ground who were still in a dazed state, one by one, repeating the previous action.

This scene, falling into the Leader's eyes, showed a look of gratitude.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, they are all injured. Master is healing them."

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Lin Sheng had planted psychological suggestions in all of the Red Mountain Six Ghosts, as well as everyone from the Wind Cloud Gang and Medicine Gang.

"Master!"

At this moment, all these people knelt on one knee, looking at Lin Sheng before them with extreme respect.

"Get up."

Lin Sheng spoke lightly.

He rubbed his temples. Affecting so many people with his spiritual energy at once, even with his spiritual strength, he felt a bit tired at this moment.

This method was a technique, or perhaps a secret art, that he had developed through multiple experiments, utilizing the Black Eyed Ghost Crow's hallucinatory talent, combined with its deterrent effect, and the enhancement of illusion poison.

This was the first time he had used it on Bones Transformation Martial Artists, and he didn't expect the effect to be unexpectedly good.

He didn't control these people, but rather altered their memories to a certain extent.

"Since it can be considered a secret art, then from now on, let's call it the Seed Devil Secret Art."

Lin Sheng muttered to himself.

"Although the effect is very good for now, how long it can last still needs to be verified. I'll conduct more experiments to completely perfect it after returning to Luoshui County."

As he thought this, his gaze swept over these people again, especially the undisguised fanaticism and reverence in their eyes when they looked at him. Lin Sheng was in a great mood.

This Seed Devil Secret Art definitely has good potential waiting to be developed.

If he perfects it, he will undoubtedly be able to quickly build up his own forces.

After becoming the Seven Forms Sect Leader, he had already experienced the help of a sect.

Many things don't need to be done personally; they can be handed over to subordinates, and they can still achieve good results, and it will greatly save his time.

It's just that the Seven Forms Sect is too dilapidated now, with a total of only just over 20 people.

For many things, attempting to make arrangements still falls short, especially building his own intelligence network which requires many people.

Now with the Seed Devil Secret Art, this problem undoubtedly has the best solution.

While thinking, Lin Sheng suddenly turned his head to look at the giant pine.

"Trying to escape?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Bring that Shadow Mane Finch here."

"Yes, Master."

The Red Mountain Six Ghosts responded in unison, then pounced towards the giant pine.

A greenish-black shadow shot out from the giant pine, quickly darting towards the mountain forest, while the Six Ghosts followed closely behind.

Although the greenish-black shadow was fast, it soon slowed down and was captured by the Six Ghosts, who brought it before Lin Sheng.