Chapter 106: The Unspeakable
“There seems to be a problem with the logic of what you said.”
Zhang Qian was not frightened and instead retorted: “Since the God has already been imprisoned, why can Its power still influence this world? Could it be that right after your father died, It broke free?”
“Hehe, the God is also one of the Ghost Controllers, and Ghost Controllers are not composed of a single part…”
Yue Linhai glanced at the sky, confirmed there were no abnormalities, and then continued, “Even ordinary Ghost Controllers control two or more fierce ghosts, let alone a more powerful God?”
“Its power is diversified. I didn’t say my father imprisoned a whole. It’s very normal to have some detached power outside.”
“This is also why Father thought the God was a Ghost Controller. All kinds of abilities on It can surprisingly be split into different individuals, and the final split individuals are just like fierce ghosts.”
“So the one that just manifested is not the God’s true body, but something like a clone?” Xu Zheng said in surprise. “Then how strong must this God be, and your father could still imprison It.”
“Doesn’t that mean this God, uh…”
Halfway through his words, Xu Zheng quickly stopped himself.
He had just been thunder-struck as a warning for mentioning the name. If he badmouthed It now, wouldn’t he get electrocuted?
Xu Zheng knew his body couldn’t withstand a few strikes, so it was better to speak less.
“You’re overthinking it. My father did have some strength, but even in the Republic of China Era, there were several people stronger than him. Compared to that existence, it was sheer fantasy.”
Yue Linhai mercilessly dissed his own father and continued, “My father, or rather all the Ghost Controllers I know, plus all existences from ancient times to the present, from China to abroad, added together, still couldn’t compare to that God.”
“When exploring the ancient tomb, Father also invited a few friends of similar level to accompany him. This force could dominate in the Republic of China Era, but facing It, they couldn’t even make a ripple.”
“Just a single sentence, and all the Ghost Controllers in the team instantly dropped dead. All life-saving methods lost their meaning, and even the toughest fierce ghosts were as fragile as paper.”
Recalling that event, Yue Linhai still felt lingering fear.
Even the top combat power of the Republic of China Era only gained an extra instant of reaction time before that existence. There was no time to resist at all.
Even as a mere bystander, he could still see ordinary emotions like fear and disbelief in his father’s heart.
“But your father survived after that, and only held the funeral recently.”
Even the old house owner might not necessarily be dead now, since Zhang Qian hadn’t seen his corpse with his own eyes.
Thinking about it now, this funeral might just be a ceremony.
A ceremony to prevent its fierce ghost resurgence, inviting old friends to come and suppress it.
Zhang Qian looked up at the pale lanterns swaying one by one in the wind. There was no atmosphere of sorrow; instead, it had a bit of a welcoming vibe.
“For the God, reversing life and death is of course not difficult.”
Yue Linhai glanced at the sky again, confirmed no abnormalities, and continued: “A sentence can make my father and the others drop dead, so naturally a sentence can also make my father and the others resurrect.”
“Beyond imagination, omnipotent—perhaps that is the ultimate form of a Ghost Controller.”
“So how could such an existence possibly be imprisoned by your father? Unless It didn’t want to live anymore?” Zhang Qian asked doubtfully.
With such a huge gap in strength, unless that God actively sought death, there shouldn’t have been any possibility of being imprisoned.
“You actually got it right. The first request that God made upon reviving my father and the others was for them to imprison It. As for the purpose…”
Yue Linhai spread his hands. “How would I know? How could a mortal like me guess the thoughts of a God? My father was just an executor It casually chose, merely following the God’s instructions.”
“It’s somewhat similar to the process the Republic of China Era Ghost Controllers used to handle their funeral arrangements.” Zhang Qian pondered.
Both involved splitting supernatural power during life, and using various means to suppress oneself. The difference was that this God was much stronger.
“Not only that, the means used to imprison It were almost identical to those for imprisoning fierce ghosts, with supernatural items and gold taking up the bulk. This is evidence that the existence is a Ghost Controller.”
“Even the gods in myths and legends are Ghost Controllers. What do you think those cultivators are?” Yue Linhai asked in return.
The facts were right in front of him. Zhang Qian surely wouldn’t deny it, right?
“I’m rather curious why your father thought It was a God, rather than some extremely powerful Ghost Controller.” Zhang Qian said.
“Because It admitted its identity with its own mouth.” Yue Linhai chuckled, deciding to shatter Zhang Qian’s last fantasy.
“From the moment supernatural phenomena appeared on this land, It has been guarding this place for thousands of years. Even most terrifying fierce ghosts were blocked by existences like It; otherwise, the human world would have long ceased to exist.”
To make Zhang Qian completely convinced, Yue Linhai hesitated for a moment and said obliquely, “Its name has long been integrated into myths with the passage of time, playing a prominent role in them. I dare not reveal the name, but even you two have definitely heard of it.”
With that, Yue Linhai confidently looked at Zhang Qian, waiting for the moment he became mentally broken.
Sure enough, Zhang Qian fell silent, gazing at the sea surface, lost in thought.
Yue Linhai felt a secret thrill and quickly followed up with another blow.
“No need to be too heartbroken. At least your skills are real. There’s nothing wrong with honestly being a Ghost Controller. Just don’t make any more jokes about cultivating immortality in the future.”
“You okay?” Xu Zheng asked softly.
He didn’t understand what there was to fuss about with such things. It was just a title. If he wanted, he could call himself a superpowered being, and no one would care.
“What could be wrong with me?” Zhang Qian calmly turned back, patted Xu Zheng’s shoulder, and said, “It’s over. Put your fierce ghost away.”
“What ended?” Xu Zheng was stunned.
Had his mental state shattered, making him not even want to handle the mission?
But it was understandable. After all, the ideology he’d clung to had been overturned…
“Of course the attack ended.”
Zhang Qian pointed at the water surface. A pale female corpse was devoured by a wave and disappeared into the pitch black seawater in an instant.
“It has no movement now. If things are normal, there should be no possibility of resurgence.”
This also provided a new idea for imprisoning fierce ghosts—not necessarily sealing them into gold; this method could also render fierce ghosts harmless.
Fierce ghosts processed this way had lost their killing instinct and could perhaps be easily controlled by others.
This female corpse could be forgotten; other fierce ghosts could be used to train Ghost Controllers in the future.
