Chapter 182: First Beat The “true” Martial Emperor
“As expected.”
Hearing Cao Yanhua’s words, Jiang Shan immediately fell silent. Although he had already guessed this possibility, when it really happened, he still felt somewhat speechless.
“So the Circle of Friends’ plan is to make Ye Zhen and me fight, and when both of us are in poor condition, have Fang Shiming step in to kill us both, and conveniently take over Dachun City.”
While Jiang Shan was reviewing the Circle of Friends plan, Cao Yanhua’s voice came from the mobile phone again:
“Jiang Shan, Zhao Jianguo just called me. We’ll talk about this when you get back. Cao Yang, Zhou Deng, and the other Ghost Wielder teams have already handled most of the Fierce Ghosts near An Hua Building.”
“Ye Zhen is now outside the building. He demands that you appear within one hour, or he will stay in Dachun City forever, not allowing anyone in this building to leave.”
Cao Yanhua’s tone was very helpless when he said this.
Although he knew Ye Zhen’s behavior was somewhat strange, when he truly saw Ye Zhen, he only felt that this person was out of place with the world.
It was as if he lived in reality, while Ye Zhen seemed to live in his own world.
“I understand. Let Cao Yang and Zhou Deng act according to their abilities and judge how to handle Supernatural Events on their own. You notify everyone to prepare for the meeting now. I’ll be back soon.” Jiang Shan said calmly.
He didn’t have much dislike for Ye Zhen.
Although Ye Zhen’s performance in the original work was no different from a chuunibyou teenager, in the end, he was just a pitiful person influenced by a Fierce Ghost.
Being able to protect a city, not killing indiscriminately, not escaping—in Jiang Shan’s eyes, this already qualified as a “virtuous” person, which was one of the reasons he didn’t dislike Ye Zhen.
“Jiang Shan, I don’t recommend you come back. The meeting can be held anytime. Ye Zhen has Dahai City behind him. He won’t stay in Dachun City for long. Your current condition…”
Cao Yanhua said gravely.
Because he knew Jiang Shan had been using the Ghost’s Ability almost all day, whether handling the Ghost Rain Incident, eliminating the Circle of Friends, or purging the Headquarters.
Cao Yanhua had never seen a Ghost Wielder dare to use Supernatural power so frequently, and that was exactly what worried him.
The current Jiang Shan was the backbone of the branch, an existence surpassing Fang Shiming in the Circle of Friends. It could be said that all the Ghost Wielders who chose to join the branch at this time did so because of him.
Once something happened to Jiang Shan, the branch would face unimaginable turmoil.
In a situation with no conflicting interests, Jiang Shan had no need to risk his life against a chuunibyou teenager who kept talking about being the “World’s Number One Ghost Wielder.”
Even if Cao Yanhua didn’t know about Ye Zhen’s Substitute Death ability, based solely on pros and cons, he didn’t want Jiang Shan to take this risk.
“My condition is not a big problem. No need to worry. Go prepare the meeting content now.” Jiang Shan lit a cigarette and replied indifferently.
Cao Yanhua hesitated for a moment: “Okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shan didn’t hesitate at all and immediately activated his Ghost Domain to rush toward Dachun City.
Although his current condition was indeed very poor—after all, prolonged and repeated use of the Dead Face Ghost—if he hadn’t become an Anomaly, he would have already experienced Fierce Ghost Revival by now.
And Ye Zhen’s near-bug-level “Substitute Death” meant that without a Coffin Nail, his ability was enough to grind down any Ghost Wielder.
It could be said that in this condition, Yang Jian absolutely couldn’t confront Ye Zhen. Back then, his victory over Ye Zhen relied heavily on the advantage of the Coffin Nail.
After all, unconditionally nailing a ghost was why the Coffin Nail was called a “divine weapon.”
As for Jiang Shan, he wasn’t worried at all because long ago, he had found a way to counter Ye Zhen’s Substitute Death ability.
“Ye Zhen will come for me sooner or later. It’s just a matter of one day earlier or later. Since that’s the case, let’s solve it all at once.”
Thinking this,
Jiang Shan’s figure gradually disappeared.
At this moment.
Dachun City, An Hua Building.
After hanging up the phone, Cao Yanhua looked grave. The “sunlight” outside still shone into the meeting room as he gazed out the window.
Although it was nighttime now, a strange beam of sunlight near the building seemed to appear out of thin air, standing out glaringly against the dim and oppressive surroundings.
And within that beam of sunlight, one could vaguely see a person standing in mid-air.
Yes, no mistake.
A person floated in the air like a ghost, feet not touching anything, defying reality and science.
That person wore a conical hat, looking somewhat mysterious, with an exquisite sword at his waist. Most surprisingly, he had a cape behind him with two clear large characters “Justice” written on it.
This attire was completely at odds with normal people.
On the street, he’d be a symbol of uniqueness; perhaps at a comic convention, it would be more acceptable.
Ye Zhen, who was posing in mid-air, seemed to hear the conversation between Cao Yanhua and Jiang Shan. He suddenly threw his head back and clutched his forehead, his figure rising into the sky.
Seeing this, Sun Yan’s eyelid twitched: “He’s the Ye Zhen from the Supernatural Forum?”
Cao Yanhua didn’t speak; his brows remained tightly furrowed, as if he was still worried.
After striking a new pose, Ye Zhen spoke. His voice was cold and aloof, like a stronger standing at the world’s peak, lonely as snow:
“Ghost Face Jiang Shan is finally coming. The clash between strongers will make the entire world tremble, but the final victor can only be me, Ye Heavenly Emperor!”
Sun Yan: .
Cao Yanhua:
As time passed second by second.
Three minutes after Cao Yanhua hung up.
“Hm? He’s finally here!”
As if sensing something, Ye Zhen suddenly became excited. He looked in a certain direction and shouted coldly:
“You’ve disappointed me too much, Jiang Shan! You don’t even dare to show your true body. Watch me slay you!”
Without another word, Ye Zhen drew the sword from his waist—unknown where he bought it—and slashed through the air in a certain direction.
The chilling, dark night was torn open.
A crack appeared between reality and Ghost Domain. The crack spread at an inconceivable speed, truly looking as if split by a sword, growing larger until it resembled a weird, incomprehensible abyss trying to devour the space before it.
“What Supernatural is this? He can actually slash space? No! This is Ghost Domain affecting reality!”
Sun Yan, who had controlled the Ghost Rain—a Fierce Ghost of extremely high Terror Level—saw this and her eyelid twitched. This scene was very familiar because Ghost Rain’s Ghost Domain could affect reality, making things in reality disappear from the world.
Back then, she had used this method to slightly adjust the terrain of South Pass District in Dachun City to prevent rainwater accumulation from affecting more people.
Just as Ye Zhen confidently looked toward the crack, a Golden Rod wrapped in chains suddenly shoved into his mouth.
“Urp~!”
At the same time,
The “sunlight” in the night instantly extinguished. Ye Zhen, like a Blood Person, plummeted toward the ground at a speed beyond physical laws.
Looking closely, blood-red Ghost Characters had densely covered his entire body at some point.
“Bang~!”
