Chapter 160: Time Prisoner
Although various unexpected situations arose during the process of stealing the Ghost Lotus, the final result was always under Jiang Shan’s control.
Even the ability he obtained after stealing the Ghost Lotus’s supernatural power exceeded his expectations.
“Half-proven eternity.”
If he could make the Ghost Lotus in his body dead machine, or rather never resurrect, then his consciousness and memory would eternally exist in time.
At this point, the shattering of the Ghost Mirror could no longer be reversed, and the countless fierce ghosts detained within it were now nowhere to be found.
“These four ghosts have very low terror levels, and I seem to have seen them before, in the Hundred Ghosts Ghost Tide on Ghost Street back then.”
Among those slightly withered “Dead Person Lotuses,” in some unnoticed place, there actually existed four ghosts!
Jiang Shan glanced at the Ghost Candle in Cao Yang’s hand, then unhesitatingly activated the Blood Ghost’s ability.
The terrifying consciousness attack took effect on those four ghosts unbeknownst to them.
The stagnation lasting several minutes made him feel
that the Blood Ghost’s supernatural power seemed to have been strengthened after he controlled part of the Ghost Lotus.
“The Ghost Lotus is indeed the Blood Ghost’s puzzle piece. It seems I was right, but unfortunately, the Blood Ghost that only existed at that time couldn’t attack Shen Bao, whose consciousness was stored in the past.”
A trace of regret flashed in Jiang Shan’s eyes. At this moment, he was continuously launching the Blood Ghost’s attack. If the Blood Ghost could have erased Shen Bao’s consciousness within the Ghost Lotus back then, he might have been able to completely control the Ghost Lotus.
While using the Blood Ghost’s supernatural power to accelerate its erosion of the body, he looked at Cao Yang and slowly said:
“Cao Yang, you can now ignite the spirit money to leave the Ghost Rain. If I’m not mistaken, Shen Bao should have already resurrected in Dachun City by now, and Cao Yanhua has probably called in outside help. Go back and handle things with Cao Yanhua. You’re not needed here.”
“Take this Ghost Candle of mine back with you.”
“Okay.”
Cao Yang nodded as he took the Ghost Candle. He was now certain that the man in the black suit before him was indeed Jiang Shan—after all, ghosts wouldn’t act like this.
Every ghost he had encountered was like a ruthless killing machine, devoid of wisdom, let alone capable of communication.
Pale white flames leaped up from the burning spirit money.
In a patch of darkness that appeared out of nowhere, a muddy road gradually emerged.
Cao Yang left.
Fetid yin winds occasionally drifted through the Ghost Pool, and the Blood Ghost’s attack continued every moment.
Jiang Shan stood motionless on a weird patch of muddy ground in the Ghost Pool.
As time passed second by second, everything around his body began to be covered by a layer of void.
The moment this void completely enveloped his entire body, the whole world fell into a deathly silence. Reality was affected and plunged into a certain moment in the past.
Besides that.
Beneath Jiang Shan’s feet, a pool of black blood was continuously spreading outward. This pool of black blood seemed to be the only real existence in the “void world,” eroding everything around it. Even the Ghost Rain’s Ghost Domain couldn’t block this influence.
A corner of the real city emerged from that pool of black blood.
He was making no moves at the moment.
Because the complete Blood Ghost was currently invading his body.
This process was exactly what he wanted to see. He was now prepared, waiting for the final result.
Jiang Shan’s body was gradually losing sensation. Looking down, his body was virtualizing, starting to blur.
It was as if it had been frozen stiff by a chilling aura, or as if control of his body was being stripped away by something.
“It’s coming.”
Jiang Shan took a slight breath. Even with an eighty to ninety percent certainty now, he couldn’t help feeling nervous.
Becoming an anomaly meant he would have a foundation to stand on in this world, even the possibility of “becoming a god.” How could this not excite him, an “outsider”?
Suddenly.
Jiang Shan’s entire body suddenly darkened, and a layer of profound darkness eroded his insides. A chilling and terrifying supernatural power drilled into his mind.
At this moment, he felt his consciousness instantly become dull, as if it were about to permanently stagnate at that instant.
Unable to break free, unable to resist.
The original work’s summary was correct: living people’s consciousness is too fragile against fierce ghosts. With just a touch, Jiang Shan felt like he was about to be eternally trapped in a certain moment, becoming a time prisoner of that second, that instant.
But he had anticipated this outcome.
By completely replacing the Blood Ghost and becoming an anomaly, he would eternally exist in the “present,” unaffected by the flow of time. The price was his consciousness forever trapped in an instant—this was fair.
But under the prior fusion of the Ghost Lotus and Blood Ghost’s supernatural powers, Jiang Shan’s memory was infinitely stretched by the supernatural power along the timeline, allowing his consciousness to eternally exist in the past.
Trap my present,
what does it have to do with Past Me?
Almost like cheating, Jiang Shan’s consciousness evaded the Blood Ghost’s influence. At this moment, the black blood spreading around him was beginning to return to his body.
Suddenly.
Jiang Shan’s body trembled, and he felt a burst of intense stabbing pain, which was rapidly intensifying.
The black blood flowing inside him began to grow wildly like cancer cells, sprouting flesh and blood, forming skin, and replacing his body.
His body was merging with the source of these Blood Ghosts, becoming part of it.
This wasn’t an invasion, but a fusion.
“Ah!”
Jiang Shan, who had endured countless torments, clutched his head and let out a scream at this moment.
This was a cry from the depths of his soul, a pain no one could endure. His body was being replaced, with countless chunks of flesh and organ fragments being expelled from his body in a weird manner, as if the whole person were being torn apart.
Various different pains emerged one after another.
This pain, under his extremely clear consciousness, seemed to be amplified dozens or even hundreds of times.
For the first time.
This was the first time Jiang Shan collapsed directly to the ground in pain.
Countless pains intertwined—only a fierce ghost could endure it.
Jiang Shan was an ordinary person and couldn’t bear it; he would surely go mad or suffer a mental breakdown.
But the Ghost Lotus’s supernatural power was still there, not allowing him to do so.
The supernatural power protected him.
While also tormenting him.
At this moment, Jiang Shan even thought of dying, of being freed.
No, it wasn’t just thinking—he desperately wished to die immediately.
To escape this torment, Jiang Shan would abandon anything, let go of everything.
Hope or whatever was completely unnecessary.
But Jiang Shan couldn’t do it.
The consciousness remaining in the past forever kept him with a shred of clarity, but it was precisely this clarity that made him feel the most terrifying pain and torment in the world.
Endlessly.
As if plunged into the depths of hell.
The Blood Ghost’s invasion continued, and the painful rejection continued.
This required a process.
