Film and Television: Building Pawnshop No. 8 Starting from Soul Ferry

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As Lin (Qian) Yang spoke, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.

The aura was so powerful that it caused the surrounding air to freeze.

Immediately afterwards, countless demonic energies appeared on Lin Yang's body.

These demonic energies were as black as ink, emanating a chilling aura.

They tumbled and roared in the air, as if they wanted to devour the entire space.

This terrifying demonic energy crossed the boundaries of the Tomb of King Xian and spread into the outside world.

The entire Zhelong Mountain was shrouded in this demonic energy, as if it had fallen into darkness.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder.

Streaks of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the world in darkness.

Thunder rumbled loudly, as if it would shatter the entire world.

At this moment, Lin Yang was like a demon god who had emerged from hell.

He stood there, head held high, facing the Prince Xian in front of him.

Chapter 145: Devouring the King!

What terrified King Xian even more was that a demon god suddenly appeared behind Lin Yang.

This demon god was enormous, over a hundred feet tall, resembling a small mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Compared to this demon god, the terrifying giant that King Xian conjured was utterly insignificant and not worth mentioning.

"Impossible, how could you be so terrifying?" The King's voice trembled; he could not accept the reality before him.

Upon hearing the King of Xian's words, Lin Yang sneered: "The Muchen Pearl you mentioned is nothing more than the eyeball of the Serpent God."

"I've already devoured the Serpent God, so what are you?"

"What? The snake god's eyeballs?" King Xian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. "And the phoenix gall..."

"It's all rumors." Lin Yang interrupted the King of Xian. "Even the eyeball of the Serpent God does have extraordinary power. Unfortunately, you've run into me today."

His gaze was icy as he looked at the Prince of Xian and said, word by word, "You are destined to be killed by me."

"No, no, I will not die." King Xian grinned savagely, his face contorted. "I am a ghost, I am immortal."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yang's smile widened even more: "Immortal? Then I'll see how you achieve immortality."

As he spoke, he threw a punch at the Prince of Xian.

The fist whistled through the air, carrying a devastating force that seemed to tear the entire space apart.

Upon seeing this, the Prince of Xian felt a chill run down his spine. He sensed the power of Lin Yang's punch and knew that he absolutely could not withstand it head-on.

He hastily used all his trump cards: in addition to the evil spirits he had previously summoned, there was his shadow and the giant formed from black mist.

The three items were combined and rushed towards Lin Yang's fist.

However, their power seemed utterly insignificant in the face of Lin Yang's fist.

With a series of crisp sounds, those things were smashed to pieces by Lin Yang's fist.

"No, it's impossible!" King Xian screamed in terror as he stared at the ever-growing fist.

Before he could dodge, Lin Yang punched him so hard he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Boss is awesome!" Fatty Wang shouted excitedly, his voice echoing through the woods.

Hu Bayi also chimed in, "Boss, you're wronged..." but he only got halfway through his sentence.

He realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself: "Pshaw, boss is awesome!"

Shirley Yang looked at Lin Yang with starry eyes, as if she had seen some great hero.

Lin Yang, however, was not so optimistic. He stared at the spot where the Prince Xian had disappeared and said in a deep voice, "He's not dead yet."

"What?" Fatty Wang's eyes widened. "He's still not dead? Boss, didn't you hit him too lightly?"

Hu Bayi frowned and looked at the air: "No, I seem to sense an evil aura."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black mist suddenly rose from the spot where the King of Xian had disappeared, quickly condensing into a hideous human face.

"Hahaha, I told you I am immortal!" The King's voice came from the human face, full of pride and arrogance.

He glared at Lin Yang and said fiercely, "You destroyed my physical body, so I'll take yours!"

Before he finished speaking, King Xian transformed into a streak of black light and rushed straight towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was not surprised but delighted: "Is there really such a good thing?"

The demon behind him immediately opened its blood-red maw, and a powerful suction force surged out, instantly engulfing King Xian.

"No! No! How could this be?" King Xian screamed in terror, but his voice grew weaker and weaker until it was swallowed up by the demon god's devouring sound.

Boom, boom, boom.

As the demon god's throat writhed, the King Xian's soul was chewed up bit by bit.

Lin Yang smacked his lips and shook his head in disappointment: "The taste of this soul is really not good. It's far inferior to the ones I devoured before."

"But we should still thank nature for its gifts."

This wasn't the first time Shirley Yang, Fatty Wang, and Hu Bayi had witnessed Lin Yang devouring souls like this.

But every time they saw it, they still felt terrified.

"If this old man were still alive, he might be able to exchange a few blows with the boss."

Fatty Wang said with lingering fear:

"What a pity, his physical body is gone, but his soul is practically a free feast in front of the boss."

Hu Bayi nodded in agreement: "Yes, a soul without a physical body is the best tonic for the demon god behind the boss."

Shirley Yang looked at Lin Yang with eyes full of admiration and awe.

She knew that Lin Yang was not only powerful, but also unpredictable and cunning.

Even a deity like King Xian was no match for him.

"The old man is dead!" Fatty Wang shouted excitedly.

"Now, all the treasures here are ours."

Lin Yang glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't be so happy yet, let's find the Muchen Pearl first."

Upon hearing Lin Yang's words, everyone immediately began searching.

After a search, they finally found the legendary Muchen Pearl on the roof of the palace.

"Wow, this is the Muchen Pearl?" Shirley Yang exclaimed, looking at the pearl in her hand. "It seems to possess some kind of mysterious power."

Lin Yang glanced at the Muchen Pearl, a strange light flashing in his eyes: "This is just a kind of spatial power, the same as the power that the serpent god that was devoured before possessed."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the Muchen Pearl, examining it closely.

The bead was crystal clear and emitted a faint glow. Lin Yang could clearly sense the powerful spatial force contained within it.

"With this Muchen Pearl, our trip wasn't in vain," Fatty Wang said eagerly.

Lin Yang nodded: "Yes, it's time to leave."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the palace complex in the distance.

Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the palaces appeared even more eerie and terrifying. But Lin Yang knew.

These palaces contain countless treasures.

Lin Yang didn't waste any words. With a wave of his hand, he began to sweep away all the treasures.

After he finished collecting them.

"Let's go." Lin Yang waved his hand. "We should leave here."

Upon hearing this, everyone followed Lin Yang and headed out of the palace complex.

Next, we left Zhelong Mountain and returned to the capital.

The journey back was much faster than the journey there; it only took a day to reach the capital.

Chapter 146: Wang Zhenqiu is here!!!

A few days later, the city was still bustling, but an unusual guest arrived at the entrance of convenience store number 444.

He swaggered in, exuding an indescribable feminine aura that made people want to take a second look.

Xia Dongqing was idly tidying up the shelves inside the store when she heard the wind chimes at the door. She looked up and saw this special customer.

"Excuse me, sir," the man said, his voice so soft it was as if he were afraid of startling someone, "do you know about Pawnshop No. 8?"

Xia Dongqing paused for a moment, then pointed to the other side of the street: "Look, it's right there."

The man looked in the direction Xia Dongqing was pointing and indeed saw the sign for Pawnshop No. 8.

He smiled and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the convenience store, heading straight for Pawnshop No. 8.

Watching his retreating figure, Xia Dongqing couldn't help but mutter to himself, "What a weirdo."

The man had already reached the entrance of Pawnshop No. 8. He looked up at the signboard, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Brother Yang, I came here specifically to see you, you can't be absent."

It turned out that this man was Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker in the Southwest District.

He had a close relationship with Lin Yang, the owner of Pawnshop No. 8, and came here specifically to visit him.

At this moment, inside Pawnshop No. 8, Lin Yang was leisurely sipping tea.

He sensed Wang Zhenqiu's arrival, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "This kid actually came."

After a while, Wang Zhenqiu finally came into Lin Yang's sight.

He walked in with a shocked expression, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Yang.