When Concubine Qi was beheaded, in the blood mist, thousands of blood-colored figures, some thick and some thin, howled towards the sky at the same time.

In the air, a dozen red lanterns were shaking rapidly. In the northwest corner of the imperial city, outside the city wall, a large amount of thick blood light shot up into the sky. Faint cries and sounds of fighting could be heard. The killing of the servants by the Ghost Mother Cult had come to an end.

Yinyuan and Yinqi held Lu Yi on the left and right, as if they were holding an extra-large ginseng doll, fearing that he would escape underground.

The Queen Mother and the General also looked at Lu Yi with fiery eyes, as if Lu Yi was their precious son who had been accidentally lost for decades, and they wanted to pull him into their arms.

Faintly, one could hear the Queen Mother muttering, "Good boy, but unfortunately, he certainly doesn't want to enter the palace to serve me!"

Le Wu glanced at his sister and whispered, "It's me, I don't want to do it either!"

Lu Yu stood still, unable to move at all.

God knows, there is energy in Concubine Qi's body that is more than ten times stronger than that of Green Bird.

This force came like a tsunami. Lu Yi, who had just tripled his Twelve Meridians after reaching the point where he could no longer make any progress, was almost shattered by this new force.

Fortunately, the gel-like spiritual light in his mind was extremely mysterious. This huge and abnormal energy was rapidly integrated by his spiritual light, and then transformed into drops of clear water that infused his whole body, once again comprehensively improving his tendons, bones, skin, meridians, five internal organs, etc.

The twelve meridians, which were already several times stronger than those of ordinary martial artists, expanded and became stronger again, becoming more flexible and spacious.

As a result, Lu Yu's physical functions also increased rapidly.

He was not a physical cultivator, but at this moment his body was like those of the martial artists who had been tempered thousands of times, tortured their bodies with all kinds of means, and taken a lot of strange body-tempering potions to torment themselves. His body became strong, powerful, and even extraordinary.

There was no change in his size, he was still nearly nine feet tall.

Maybe, a little taller by half an inch?

No one noticed this slight change amid the chaos of thousands of ghosts howling all around.

But under Lu Yi's skin, the muscles, meridians, tendons, and blood vessels are more than ten times stronger than before.

He only felt that there was a terrifying power like a volcano hidden in his body. With just a slight shake of his arms, he could easily erupt with terrible power and crush everything in front of him into pieces.

Lu Yu recalled some statements about Henglian Wuxiu that he had seen in the library of the Duke of Lai's mansion.

Before Dayin established the tripod, the highest standard that Henglian Wuxiu could achieve was pure physical strength, which was to have the strength of "nine oxen, two tigers and one dragon".

This is the limit and ultimate of the pure physical strength of the 'mortal body' in this world.

Unless one becomes one of those legendary divine beings who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, no one can possess pure physical strength that exceeds 'nine oxen, two tigers and one dragon'.

Of course, in the book storehouse of the Duke of Lai’s Mansion, this statement is just a legend.

As the world changed and martial arts declined, the upper limit of Henglian's martial arts practice was also constantly falling.

The so-called strength of an ox is compared with the exotic beast 'Mountain- ...

Killing green sparrows will increase your physical functions threefold.

Kill Concubine Qi and the Twelve Meridians will become several times stronger.

Lu Yu made a rough estimate and found that his pure physical strength at the moment was probably above three Newtons and less than four Newtons.

Compared with the legendary top-level Henglian masters, his strength was naturally not worth mentioning. But in today's world where martial arts are declining, such physical strength can be called extremely strong.

Facing Xiong Dingtian again, Lu Yi was confident that he could suppress him with just one slap, and would no longer have to use the power of his soul.

Lu Yi took a deep breath, and the Yuan Gang in his body surged, making a dull sound of waves.

His body was still rapidly transforming at this moment, so he was stiff and unable to move.

He looked up at the blood mist that was hesitating in the distance and shouted sternly: "This place is the imperial city of our Great Yinwu Dynasty. How dare you, evil spirits, cause chaos and offend the emperor? Kneel down and beg for mercy quickly. Maybe there is still a chance of survival. Otherwise... hehe."

At this moment, the Yuan Gang in Lu Yi's body was full to the extreme. He roared, and it was like a thunder, shaking the ground for several miles around.

Yin Yuan laughed loudly. He pointed at the figure in the blood mist and said loudly: "I am the emperor today. If you have any grievances, kneel down and hand over the petition. I can seek justice for you."

"If you are stubborn and try to challenge the majesty of my Great Yin by some evil means, don't blame me... I, the Marquis of Tianyang, will kill you all one by one and beat you to death. You won't even be able to do anything!"

After saying these words, Yinyuan felt refreshed all over!

He was scared half to death by these ghosts before, trembling and not daring to say a word. Now he saw that the two biggest ghost leaders were killed by Lu Yi, and only these small minions were left. How could he, the dignified Emperor Jiayou, be afraid of them?

Around the curtain, the collapsed Imperial Guards and Yulin Army hurried back, and each of them bravely formed their battle array outside the curtain again.

Some great monks and old Taoists who had managed to escape earlier came running back happily. They shrewdly picked the Buddha statues and deity statues that had been surrounded by strange lights before, gathered around them, and chanted scriptures and mantras loudly, which were not sure whether they would be useful or not.

Among them, there were a few shrewd old monks who were faintly teaching their disciples: "The golden light just now must have been the great virtue of our Buddhist sect who came to the world and used his great magic power to subdue demons and monsters..."

An old Taoist priest immediately retorted: "That's nonsense. We in the Taoist sect also have the means to subdue demons. The golden light and purple air are exactly the same as the golden light just now! You thieves, the gold foil can only be pasted on your Buddha heads, not on your own faces."

In the blood mist, thousands of ghosts screamed in unison.
From the northwest of the imperial city, the blood and light coming from it had become thinner.

More than a dozen red lanterns were shaking violently, and large amounts of blood light were falling like a rainstorm. The ghost shadows in the blood mist became gradually thicker and more solid, just like real human bodies.

They roared in low voices and staggered closer and closer to the curtain, showing a desperate posture.

Yin Yuan, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly lost all his arrogance.

He tightly grasped Lu Yi's arm and whispered, "Lu Qing... they are coming again, again... you, you hurry up, hurry up!"

Lu Yi loosened his left hand, and a little bit of the remaining powder of the lotus-shaped secret treasure leaked out from between his fingers.

In his mind, next to the spiritual light of his soul, there is an elegant pale golden symbol that slowly rotates, clear and tranquil, and it contains a powerful power to purify evil spirits and dissolve all negative evil forces.

Lu Yi released a ray of spiritual light which lightly touched the talisman.

He then knew the origin of this talisman.

This is a seed of magical power condensed by a true Buddhist master with secret techniques in ancient times. It is integrated into the lotus-shaped secret treasure and can protect its master in times of danger.

However, among the people in later generations, even the martial arts had declined so much that this kind of magical power had been lost for who knows how many years.

No one has been able to normally activate the power of the secret treasure for a long time, and Liu Wu can only use his own blood and essence to barely activate this talisman.

And Lu Yi was obviously on the right track.

However, the spiritual aura he gained from the visualization diagram and the Buddhist approach of this talisman were obviously not in line with his purpose.

However, after all, it is the same extraordinary power, and Lu Yu's spiritual light seems to be stronger in origin and more direct than the power of Buddhism. Therefore, it is still feasible to activate this talisman with the spiritual light of the soul, and it is extremely powerful.

The changes in his body's functions gradually slowed down. Looking at the blood mist approaching from all around, Lu Yi strode forward and walked out of the curtain with Yin Yuan and Yin Xi.

The Queen Mother stood up hastily and chuckled, "Let's go and see...how Lord Lu exorcises demons and monsters."

Then, she lowered her voice and said, "The emperor is still too narrow-minded. How can the merit of tonight be rewarded with a mere marquis? Moreover, Lu Qing has such magical powers, which can be said to be a unique wonder in the country... Ah Wu, Eunuch Yu, do you understand?"

Le Wu and Yu Sandou looked at each other and nodded deeply.

Lu Yi has mastered the magical powers to subdue demons and kill evil spirits. No matter where he got these skills, he is now the only one in the dynasty who has them.

Moreover, at the age of sixteen, he has already reached the great perfection of Tuomai realm in martial arts. With such talent and ability, one would not be able to sleep well even if he is not won over by high positions and generous salaries.

Lu Yi walked out of the curtain and looked at the thick blood fog in front of him. He raised the spear in his hand and suddenly a large amount of golden light lingered.

This time, Lu Yi directly used the spiritual light in his mind to activate the talisman. The talisman with an elegant and simple shape shone brightly, and the pure Zen light it released was more than three times stronger than the one previously produced with the help of the lotus-shaped secret treasure.

Surrounded by golden light, the spear was like a torch, emitting large amounts of golden light, illuminating the area for several miles.

Wherever the golden light reached, the blood mist dissipated instantly, and thousands of ghost shadows hidden in the blood mist shattered together. Strands of pure energy rolled in again and were quickly absorbed by Lu Yi's soul and spiritual light.

However, compared with Concubine Qi and Lu Que, the energy in these ghost shadows was negligible. Thousands of people combined could only help Lu Yi consolidate his foundation after his rapid improvement, but failed to create a bigger breakthrough.

Lu Yi held his spear high, with the emperor and King Lancang supporting him on both sides, the queen mother and the general following closely behind him, and Yu Sandou, Yu Changle, and a large group of high-ranking eunuchs carefully surrounding him.

Amidst the shining golden light, Lu Yi led a large group of people and rushed along the corridor of the imperial city.

Wherever it passed, the blood mist completely melted away, and not even a trace of the cold and gloomy air remained.

Lu Yi deliberately shone the light at the mouths of some deep wells to purify them thoroughly. When some deep wells were illuminated by the Zen light, shrill cries were heard from the bottom of the wells, and large amounts of black air rolled up and were quickly melted into nothingness by the golden light.

Seeing this scene, the Queen Mother shuddered with fear.

She lowered her voice and warned Yu Sandou beside her: "From now on, you must control the palace more strictly. Even if you want to beat some palace maids and servants to death, don't push them into the deep well!"

Every three to five days, a young eunuch or palace maid would drown in a deep well. Occasionally, a concubine would even "jump into the well" to commit suicide. This was a traditional daily routine in the imperial city.

However, seeing what Lu Yi did and the terrifying vision in the deep well, the Queen Mother made up her mind to rectify this "bad habit".

Unknowingly, Lu Yi brought a large group of people to the gate of the cold palace in the most remote corner near the back garden.

This is the source of the thickest blood mist.

Amid the swaying ghost shadows, in the cold palace tonight, there were actually tens of thousands of women wearing white clothes and white shoes, some of whom had snow-white hair and pale faces. They stood quietly in front of the door of the cold palace, looking at Lu Yi and others expressionlessly.

It was the middle of the night... and ghosts were crying all around.

Even though Lu Yi constantly stimulated the pure Zen light to purify the ghost spirit, he broke out in a cold sweat when he saw these "residents" in the cold palace. He subconsciously took two steps back with Yin Yuan and Yin Qi and retreated to the side of the empress dowager.

Lu Yi murmured, "Mystical powers can only purify demons and monsters...but this person...I hope the Queen Mother will understand!"

The Queen Mother looked at the women in the cold palace, some in their early twenties and some in their seventies and eighties. She was silent for a moment and waved her hand gently: "Sandou, give them generous travel expenses and let them leave the palace!"

"Those who have families should let their families settle down."

"For those without family, choose a good manor in the imperial manor to let them live in their old age..."