"Honorable Scott sir, kill this vampire for me, and I will prepare one hundred human souls for your enjoyment!" Seeing the vampire's perverse speed, Grant the Grand Elder knew it would be extremely difficult to deal with, and in his anxiety, he even used his most secret skills.

A dark shadow let out a chattering, eerie screech, its voice almost drooling as it cried, "Human souls! Grant, if you break your word, I'll eat you first." With that, it lunged at Henry Parker.

Henry Parker had no idea what a celestial shikigami was, but seeing that bizarre thing, he felt uneasy and quickly cast a Vajra Talisman on himself, pushing his vampiric speed to the limit.

Two strange black shadows collided in midair—crack! With a loud sound, Henry Parker was knocked three zhang away. An extremely sinister force, as if carrying the wails of countless wronged souls, surged into his body, leaving him unable to move.

The shadow called Scott was also stunned. "Chatter! Who is this person, how can he be harder than iron? But you've been struck by my Resentful Soul Blood Curse—can you still move? I'll eat you first." The shadow transformed into a massive long blade and slashed toward Henry Parker.

"A mere grain of rice dares to shine!" An overwhelming red light surged forth, enveloping Scott.

Ah! Miserable screams rang out. The triumphant Scott, who was just excitedly planning how to devour Henry Parker, was suddenly wrapped by the Southern Bright Li Fire triggered by James Clark's Taiji formation. The Southern Bright Li Fire specializes in destroying evil and unclean things, dealing great damage to resentful spirits and ghosts. Scott let out a furious roar: "Grant, quickly recall me! I can't withstand this fire at all. Ah! I'm about to be melted!"

James Clark revealed himself: "Hmph! You're just a more powerful ghost. Trapped by my Li Fire formation, even a thousand-year-old fierce spirit would have to shed a layer of skin before escaping." With a point of his finger, a streak of fire shot into Henry Parker's body, burning away the Resentful Soul Blood Curse completely.

Meanwhile, Grant the Grand Elder also spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a "puh" sound. Since a shikigami is connected to one's mind and spirit, now that the shikigami was injured, there was no way he could just stand by and watch. Hearing Scott's howls, Grant the Grand Elder hurriedly made a strange hand gesture, muttering something under his breath, then spat out three more mouthfuls of blood in succession. As the blood was spat out, Scott seemed to have taken an aphrodisiac, roaring as his yin energy surged. James Clark, caught off guard, saw a small gap torn open in the Li Fire formation. Scott, like a madman, burrowed frantically into Grant the Grand Elder's body and fell silent.

Grant the Grand Elder's face looked terrible as he stared fixedly at James Clark: "I didn't expect there to be a master of Daoist arts lying in wait. Looks like we've lost today! Mitchell, let's go."

"Want to leave? Leave your lives first!" James Clark clasped his hands, extending the index and middle fingers of his right hand. He said calmly, "Four Symbols Demon Sealing, Heaven and Earth Strangulation!" Four yellow curtains, each two zhang wide and four zhang long, covered in countless talismans drawn with cinnabar, suddenly burst from the ground, completely surrounding Grant the Grand Elder and Thomas Mitchell!

Chapter 007: The Blood-transforming Divine Blade

These Four Symbols Divine Talismans were improvised by James Clark, and could form the most powerful formation he had learned so far: the "Four Symbols Absolute Killing Formation."

The "Four Symbols Absolute Killing Formation" gathers spiritual energy from all directions, forming the spirits of the four directions. James Clark had long known that the little devils would be hard to deal with, but he hadn't expected the Grand Elder to be such a wild card. His careful preparations had finally paid off.

Grant the Grand Elder and Thomas Mitchell had just recovered from their shock at the sudden appearance of the yellow curtains when the scene before their eyes suddenly changed. It was as if they had fallen into an extremely strange space—hazy all around, vast yet oppressively suffocating. Grant the Grand Elder and Thomas Mitchell felt so uncomfortable they almost coughed up blood. Thomas Mitchell stared blankly at the massive gathering of azure energy around them, pressed his hand to his waist, and a glint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

The azure energy grew thicker and thicker. Under the incredulous gazes of Grant the Grand Elder and Thomas Mitchell, the boundless azure energy slowly formed into a dragon dozens of zhang long. That's right, an Azure Dragon. James Clark had pushed the "Four Symbols Absolute Killing Formation" to its limit, drawing in all the yi wood spiritual energy within a ten-li radius with the massive Four Symbols Divine Talismans. Thus, the representative of the wood element, the Eastern Yi Wood Azure Dragon, manifested.

The Azure Dragon roared, and massive azure logs, each as thick as a water barrel and three zhang long, crashed toward Grant the Grand Elder and Thomas Mitchell from all directions with thunderous booms. Judging by the force, if they were hit, their bones and flesh would surely be smashed to pulp. Grant the Grand Elder's face turned ashen; there was no time to speak. Rubbing his hands together, a strangely shaped suit of armor appeared on his body, and a ghostly green light enveloped the two of them.

A giant log, three zhang long and as thick as a barrel, slammed into them. With a thunderous crash, the log struck the green light emitted by Grant the Grand Elder's armor. The green light suddenly burst into a ball of phosphorescent fire, burning the log to ashes. However, Grant the Grand Elder also grunted, thud! thud! thud! retreating three steps, his face looking even worse.

James Clark and Henry Parker observed the situation in the formation with keen eyes. "Tsk tsk! That old devil really has some skill. He can actually hold out this long under the Azure Dragon's yi wood attack. If we fought him head-on, we might not be able to handle him," Henry Parker said to James Clark.