Chapter 291: The Ghost Herder Finally Trapped By Ghosts
Whether it was Chen Hao who was coerced into joining the team, or Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping who cooperated with Zhang Xiangguang due to shared ideals, no one acted rashly without a word from the leaders of the two teams, Jiang Shan or Zhang Xiangguang.
The reason the two leaders with their own plans in mind delayed taking action was that they both had a trace of dread toward each other.
Zhang Xiangguang knew that the real him was very likely already detained.
Moreover, the two Ghost Wielders he had arranged in the dormitory building at that time, although their strength was inferior to his and Chen Qiaoyang’s, were together sufficient to rival Nie Yingping.
Yet those two Ghost Wielders had vanished silently, without even passing on any message.
So for the sake of caution, he chose to hide his main body in the dormitory building behind him, then use overlapping supernatural means to solve Jiang Shan all at once at the fastest speed.
Not giving him any chance to survive, to ensure the safety of his main body.
Thus a weird scene appeared.
There was no special hostility like enemies meeting face-to-face; the confrontation site was actually filled with a harmonious atmosphere like old friends meeting after many years.
“Hoo”
After taking a deep drag of his cigarette, Jiang Shan calmly flicked the ash, speaking unhurriedly:
“Zhang Xiangguang, I know you are the Administrator of the Ghost Post Office, so you want to control Ghost Painting, then use Ghost Painting’s characteristic of invading reality to make everyone live in the Ghost Painting World.”
“Because there will be no supernatural revival in the Ghost Painting World, and the Administrator of the Ghost Post Office himself won’t die, this way you can forever control Ghost Painting, preventing it from going out of control, and you become the god managing the Ghost Painting World?”
“You even know the secret that I am the Administrator of the Ghost Post Office? It seems your understanding of me is even greater than I imagined.”
Zhang Xiangguang, whose background had been exposed, had flickering eyes:
“Whether it can succeed must be known by doing it, after all, man proposes and heaven disposes.”
“I don’t want to become a god; I prefer to become a saint, handing that world over to capable people to manage. After all, as the ancients said, the ultimate man has no self, the spiritual man has no achievement, the saint has no name.”
As he spoke, Zhang Xiangguang suddenly pointed at the sky shrouded in gray-white, then a voice devoid of any emotion rang out:
“The trend of supernatural revival is already unstoppable. This world will sooner or later fall into despair because of fierce ghosts. In comparison, my plan at least preserves humanity’s hope.”
“Even if this world is composed of supernatural, as long as I am alive, there will forever be no war, disease, disaster, injustice in this world. All ideas that cannot be realized in reality, I can solve. Everything is perfect. I call this world—Peach Blossom Spring.”
“However, the new world still needs order and management. If possible, I really hope you can join my plan, and also hope you can understand what I am doing.”
After speaking, he extended his hand toward Jiang Shan.
Seeing Jiang Shan show no reaction, Nie Yingping snorted coldly from the side, the rattle drum in his hand shaking slightly, as if gathering momentum:
“Zhang Xiangguang, stop wasting words with them. Just take action to solve them directly, lest there be endless troubles.”
With that said,
The bruises on his body grew darker, the surrounding air seemed frozen, wisps of cold air spreading toward Jiang Shan and the others.
Meanwhile, Chen Qiaoyang, who had been watching coldly from the side, chimed in: “Indeed, no need to waste more words with them. It’s normal for these two young calves fresh out of the stable not to fear death. Just kill them.”
Looking at the two who seemed ready to launch an attack at any moment, Chen Hao’s body instantly tensed up.
His gaze glanced toward Jiang Shan:
“What do you say?”
But at this moment, Jiang Shan seemed oblivious, timing it as he kept watching Zhang Xiangguang’s every move.
Knowing the time was about right, he didn’t want to continue “chatting” with Zhang Xiangguang. He spoke in a calm tone:
“It seems you are all prepared. Zhang Xiangguang, I’m not very interested in hearing this nonsense either. You have indeed found a feasible path. Though extreme, it might really solve supernatural events once and for all.”
Zhang Xiangguang smiled: “It seems someone can understand me after all. So you’re willing to join my plan?”
“However, though your plan is feasible, making so many people bet their lives on the uncertainty of supernatural is something I don’t agree with. So if you insist on going your own way, I don’t mind killing you myself.” Jiang Shan said seriously.
“Since things have come to this point, there’s no need for us to continue negotiating.”
Zhang Xiangguang immediately sighed: “Since negotiations have failed, then don’t block my actions anymore. So please, you two, die here today as the grand prize for this plan’s success.”
As soon as the words fell,
He nodded toward Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping beside him, then his head suddenly drooped, as if he had lost the ability to move, like a dead man.
Immediately after,
Zhang Xiangguang’s corpse rapidly rotted, flesh and blood peeling off his body, soon leaving only a White Bone, then the bones shattered into powder and dissipated.
“Hm?! This is”
Seeing Zhang Xiangguang suddenly die, Chen Hao was shocked.
Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping seemed accustomed to this scene. Without a word, they glanced at Jiang Shan and the others before quickly moving toward the building where Ghost Painting was located.
At the same time,
With Zhang Xiangguang’s disappearance and the actions of Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping, abnormalities also arose around them.
At this moment,
The darkness that had always shrouded behind the three surged like a tide, frantically spreading along with Chen Qiaoyang and the other’s movement. The surrounding sky was no longer grayish but rapidly darkening.
“You can’t stop these two. I’ll give you my satellite phone; it has the satellite map of Dajing City. Go now to the First Base of Headquarters and find a Ghost Wielder named Liu San. After that, just call Cao Yanhua.”
Watching the two running toward Ghost Painting, Jiang Shan expressionlessly extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand.
Zhang Xiangguang’s abnormality,
The actions of Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping;
All of this indicated that Zhang Xiangguang was finally about to bare his terrifying fangs.
But during the time-buying process, the oblivious Chen Hao might not have prepared anything, but how could Jiang Shan, who knew all of Zhang Xiangguang’s methods, just sit idly by?
He, Zhang Xiangguang, is a wolf.
Why can’t I, Jiang Shan, be a tiger?
“Take action.”
After tossing the mobile phone to Chen Hao, who had a grave expression beside him, a piece of silver light like the firmament enveloped all surrounding areas, and Jiang Shan’s figure instantly vanished from everyone’s sight.
For these Ghost Wielders participating in Zhang Xiangguang’s plan, Jiang Shan perhaps didn’t have much dread toward them.
Although Chen Qiaoyang had that weird method of driving fierce ghosts, his weakness was also obvious: a main body extremely similar to Wang Chaling’s, one that would die at a touch.
And even if Nie Yingping had the strength of a Headquarters Captain, Jiang Shan had sufficient confidence.
Whether it was him or all the captains at Headquarters, he could crushingly eliminate this type of Ghost Wielder whose supernatural level was below his own.
But if facing Zhang Xiangguang, Chen Qiaoyang, and Nie Yingping at the same time, Jiang Shan didn’t have much assurance and had to prepare for a desperate fight.
After all, he didn’t want to live in the Ghost Painting World,
Didn’t want to live under someone else’s control.
So even though Jiang Shan could completely ignore handling Ghost Painting, he now had a reason to stop Zhang Xiangguang.
“Did I let you two go?”
The sudden silver light pierced through Ghost Messenger’s Ghost Domain like a branding iron touching wax, enveloping Chen Qiaoyang and Nie Yingping.
“I, Chen Qiaoyang, have dominated the supernatural circle for so many years, yet today I’m threatened by a junior. Do you really think I’m a pushover?” Chen Qiaoyang’s temper seemed ignited; he snorted coldly, appearing very dissatisfied.
“You must be the top Ghost Wielder of this new era. Show me whatever means you have. Let me see what the so-called top figures of today are capable of, daring to order me around.”
“Zhang Xiangguang, let me first gauge this junior’s weight.”
Since being released by Wang San, aside from Wang Chaling, Chen Qiaoyang had never seen such an arrogant Ghost Wielder.
For a moment,
A strange surge of anger welled up in his heart, as if his calm reason was being influenced by some unknown supernatural.
Unbeknownst to him, Newspaper Ghost’s Supernatural Power had already taken effect on Chen Qiaoyang.
And none of this was noticed by anyone, not even Chen Qiaoyang himself felt anything strange.
Only the odd thought of testing this era’s Ghost Wielders’ level arose naturally in his mind.
“Ghost Domain invasion? Is that all you’ve got? Don’t you know that when invading others, they can invade you too?”
Chen Qiaoyang, who had stopped, looked at the silver light filling the surroundings and smiled.
“Hm? Not good!”
But Chen Qiaoyang’s expression suddenly changed drastically, followed by a weird scene.
At this moment, he seemed completely out of place with the surrounding silver light, as four weird figures appeared beside him.
Like fierce ghosts,
But more like four corpses.
Those four corpses were very strange: some were shriveled and black, skin and flesh tightly stuck to the bones;
Some were bloated and pale, as if soaked in water;
Others were incomplete, with many marks of sharp weapon chops; the last corpse was relatively intact but wore clothes from the Republic of China era, clashing with the modern setting.
Not only that,
The four fierce ghosts held hands with each other, standing there surrounding Chen Qiaoyang.
Yet even protected by the four fierce ghosts, Chen Qiaoyang’s face was extremely grim. Only after these four ghosts appeared could he fully sense the terror of this “silver light.”
“This Ghost Domain is devouring the supernatural emitted by my four ghosts! What supernatural is this? Nie Yingping, Zhang Xiangguang, this junior is no ordinary one. Come help me kill him!”
After sensing the threat without even seeing Jiang Shan, Chen Qiaoyang immediately looked toward Nie Yingping beside him and shouted loudly.
“Hm? When? Impossible! I’m within the Ghost Domain of the four ghosts—how could I be affected by that junior’s Ghost Domain!”
After shouting,
Chen Qiaoyang horrifiedly discovered that Nie Yingping beside him showed no reaction, and even Zhang Xiangguang, who was fully prepared, took no action.
With things at this point, how could Chen Qiaoyang not understand:
At some point, he had been deceived by the illusion created by the Ghost Domain, and there seemed to be some supernatural influencing his emotions.
It was that inexplicable anger from his heart that made him not only overlook Nie Yingping’s reaction—also enveloped by Jiang Shan’s Ghost Domain—but also ignore the strongest of the three, Zhang Xiangguang.
“Such a weird supernatural. I actually fell for it. The supernatural of the four ghosts is continuously disappearing. This is absolutely not a solution; I’ll be worn down sooner or later.”
Looking at the silver light around him, like immortal mist shrouding everything in fog, a ferocious expression appeared on Chen Qiaoyang’s gaunt face.
He, a majestic Ghost Herder, had actually been tricked by a junior’s Ghost Domain today.
Inherently arrogant, under the influence of Newspaper Ghost’s Supernatural, Chen Qiaoyang’s judgment seemed to have a slight deviation.
Unbeknownst to him, his wrist was bleeding.
Viscous black blood emitted a foul stench, like rotting corpse.
The blood dripped to the ground and weirdly wriggled, twistingly forming several weird characters on the ground.
“Jiang”
“Something’s wrong! Why didn’t that kid’s name appear? Am I still being affected by the Ghost Domain?”
Looking at the distorted “Jiang” character on the ground, Chen Qiaoyang’s face became extremely grim.
The characters formed by the blood on the ground soon dispersed, turning back into viscous blood flowing into a nearby scarred, incomplete corpse.
The familiar scene from before didn’t occur; that corpse remained in its original state.
“No medium for that kid?!”
He really couldn’t imagine that, clearly within his Ghost Domain, even if Jiang Shan hadn’t appeared, there must be a medium between them.
But the characters on the ground proved one fact.
Either Jiang Shan wasn’t in this world with him, or he was already in the supernatural space of the Ghost Domain!
At this moment, Chen Qiaoyang had lost his former composure; blood continued dripping from his wrist.
The viscous black blood dripped to the ground, gradually forming three twisting characters:
“Chen Qiaoyang.”
This was one of his most effective life-saving supernatural means. Under supernatural disguise, he could briefly alter the fierce ghost’s killing pattern and also alter his own existence.
Writing his name on the ground meant his identity as Chen Qiaoyang had temporarily been stripped from his body.
Naturally,
He himself became a blank existence, not targeted by fierce ghosts.
But reality didn’t go as Chen Qiaoyang wished.
The four ghosts’ supernatural was still being devoured by the silver light, and the great terror permeating the Ghost Domain still loomed over his heart like a dark cloud.
“Damn it! That junior looks so young—how can he control such terrifying supernatural? If Zhang Xiangguang can’t solve him within five minutes, then I have no need to keep holding out.”
Breaking out in cold sweat, Chen Qiaoyang had already made up his mind.
He was going to escape!
Because of these four fierce ghosts, although he was protected, he was also trapped.
Even if he could make these four guarding fierce ghosts attack, without a medium, he couldn’t do anything now.
Methods that were once invincible had now become his greatest limitation.
Rather than being trapped to death,
Chen Qiaoyang planned to observe a bit longer. Once the situation turned unfavorable, he would use his final life-saving method to leave.
After all, for him:
“Alive” was the purpose of joining the Peach Blossom Spring Plan.
