Chapter 295: The Sorrow Of The Era
“The answer? I can’t give you an answer, there’s nothing to say. Winners and losers, it’s that simple. I just didn’t expect that my plan schemed for decades would be picked by someone else.”
“Forget it, I really have no need to keep fighting anyway.”
Zhang Xiangguang’s voice sounded from the darkness, and the hurried pacing footsteps seemed to tell of his inner struggle.
Hearing this, Jiang Shan slightly furrowed his brows.
He didn’t quite believe that Zhang Xiangguang would so easily choose to compromise.
Even in supernatural terms, Zhang Xiangguang’s current situation already reflected his predicament, but it didn’t mean he had no means to turn the tables.
That terrifying private school ghost with the fierce ghost’s random killing pattern, that is, the unavoidable consciousness attack, he hadn’t used it yet as a do-or-die means.
Moreover, although he had isolated the light and cut off the medium between Zhang Xiangguang and the supernatural, this actually couldn’t trap him.
Because this was equivalent to crippling one of his hands, it didn’t mean he had no ability to counterattack.
Based solely on Jiang Shan’s understanding of Zhang Xiangguang’s personality, his active appearance this time was very likely his final desperate struggle.
Looking at the black figure floating on the wall, Jiang Shan didn’t speak, just silently took out a red ghost candle, then lit it without hesitation.
The green candle flame suddenly flared up, and the eerie firelight similarly illuminated the entire room.
Medium appeared,
The supernatural hidden in the darkness immediately presented itself before his eyes.
Jiang Shan had no intention of touching the oil lamp Zhang Xiangguang had placed on the ground, after all, he didn’t know if lighting that oil lamp would cause some unexpected change.
Even if the red ghost candle was relatively scarce, using it was reassuring.
The journey of a hundred miles ends in ninety, the more such moments, the more caution was needed to face them; arrogance was the deadliest blade that killed ghost wielders themselves.
“Hm?!”
The instant the green candle flame rose, Zhang Xiangguang was startled in his heart, and at this moment his figure emerged.
Using the cover of the darkness, Zhang Xiangguang directly appeared before Jiang Shan, and the rusty great saber in his hand fell toward Jiang Shan.
“Still not giving up? This is the Zhang Xiangguang I know. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll satisfy you.”
Seeing Zhang Xiangguang appear before him, Jiang Shan’s expression didn’t change at all; he had long guessed the purpose of Zhang Xiangguang saying that.
“That saber can’t kill me, you wouldn’t not know that, so the reason you’re taking such a big risk to slash at me is actually to launch another type of attack on me. Am I right?”
Jiang Shan said slowly in a calm tone, a trace of cold smile appearing on his face.
Not to mention Zhang Xiangguang’s main body attacking with that great saber, even four of him launching attacks simultaneously overlaid couldn’t kill Jiang Shan.
And Zhang Xiangguang wasn’t a fool; why would he, in this situation, stubbornly use the great saber’s supernatural as his desperate struggle.
So he was doing this to cover something up.
As for Zhang Xiangguang’s only point to turn the tables, it was only that private school with the fierce ghost.
So Jiang Shan directly stated Zhang Xiangguang’s purpose, because even Zhang Xiangguang had made a fatal mistake.
He wanted to deliver the final blow with that inescapable consciousness attack.
But he didn’t know that the real Jiang Shan wasn’t this body like an ordinary person, but the blood ghost living in the past with eternal consciousness.
The moment the firelight ignited, the final showdown began.
Almost in the blink of an eye after the lamp lit, that old great saber had already fallen, and the terrifying attack followed closely, so fast that one couldn’t react at all.
Even Jiang Shan, who was mentally prepared, under the suppression of his ghost domain, couldn’t avoid this attack either.
But just as the attack was about to land, a patch of crimson spread under Jiang Shan’s feet.
Firelight flickered.
In a breath, the first wave of confrontation had already ended.
Jiang Shan’s entire body instantly seemed to be dismembered.
His shoulder was directly slashed diagonally from the middle by a great saber, but weirdly, this slash didn’t leave a wound, as if it had been transferred somewhere else.
But his body looked as if it had been split apart, like building blocks not snapped tight, a weird sight that made one shudder just looking at it.
And Jiang Shan, whose body was nearly torn by this attack, immediately felt his body lose control.
But this feeling only lasted a few seconds before he regained sensation in his body.
When Jiang Shan was attacked, his counterattack also took effect.
Crimson ghost characters crawled over Zhang Xiangguang’s legs like locusts, densely packed; the chilling accompanied by terrifying suppression instantly caused a moment of trance in Zhang Xiangguang’s consciousness.
“To be honest, I’m not your match. My current situation is very bad, even on the verge of death, so this is my last attack.”
“I know you also have supernatural consciousness attack means, but I hope you can survive this attack. If you can’t, then die.”
In the next second after Zhang Xiangguang lost sensation in his legs, his voice sounded.
As he fell, Jiang Shan noticed the light in the room growing brighter and brighter, eventually reaching a nearly blinding level.
“Finally here, just right to let me see what I look like on the consciousness level.”
But when the brightness reached its limit.
When Jiang Shan felt like he was about to go blind, everything quickly returned to normal.
When he opened his eyes again,
What appeared in Jiang Shan’s sight was no longer the girls’ dormitory in the dormitory building, but inside an old private school.
This private school seemed to have quite a few “students”; these students wore black clothes, their bodies pale white, like corpses one by one, as if color had been lost from their bodies.
Most weirdly, Jiang Shan was now among these students.
Looking around, Jiang Shan found that this private school wasn’t small; there were at least twenty or thirty weird students sitting around him.
And he stood out awkwardly among them.
“If I remember correctly, in the original work, when Zhang Xiangguang pulled captains like Liu San and He Yiner into here, he appeared as a student.” Jiang Shan thought to himself.
“It seems because of the blood ghost, I now can’t move like Liu San and them, which means the blood ghost’s supernatural does exist, but the blood ghost hasn’t invaded this private school like the ghost dream.”
“What’s the reason? If according to normal pattern, two consciousness-type fierce ghosts, the moment conflict arises, one is destined to become the puzzle piece of the other, but.”
Ever since entering the private school, Jiang Shan could always vaguely feel malice coming from somewhere, as if this world extremely rejected him.
Perhaps because Jiang Shan didn’t fit this ghost’s killing pattern, the ghost existing in the private school didn’t actively launch an attack, and hadn’t even appeared yet.
“I need to wait for that ghost to appear, then repeatedly kill it; over time, I can completely occupy this private school. It requires high time cost, but it’s worth it.”
Jiang Shan didn’t rush to act, but after scanning the surroundings, he slowly observed his own condition.
His whole body had no trace of a living person’s aura, and those hands pitch black with a hint of crimson seeping through were not something a living person could have.
The owner of these hands was more like a ghost than a person.
It seemed that Jiang Shan here was no longer a person, but a ghost.
A fierce ghost that could move freely and use supernatural power!
“As expected, I’m different from Yang Jian; although both anomalies, the ghost shadow is a ghost existing in the present world, while the blood ghost is a ghost existing in consciousness, so I in consciousness am not an ordinary person, but a ghost.”
“This explains why after I fully controlled the supernatural in my body, I had a body like an ordinary person.”
After entering this private school, Jiang Shan had noticed his abnormality.
Already like an ordinary person, he wasn’t affected by supernatural erosion in the present world.
But after coming to this private school, that oppressive feeling shrouded by a fierce ghost enveloped his heart once again.
Not only that,
He could clearly feel the weird chilling emanating from his body, and the extreme coldness in his thoughts and emotions.
“So in this consciousness world of ordinary people, killing Zhang Xiangguang would be easy, but there’s no need. His intentions aren’t problematic; although an uncontrollable factor, he’s at least a top-tier ghost wielder of this era.”
“Rather than killing him, better to ask him some things during my occupation here. Although I know many supernatural things, many remain in memory, but he is different.”
Although Jiang Shan didn’t know Zhang Xiangguang’s exact age, judging from the final outcome, Zhang Xiangguang had been a ghost wielder for nearly fifty years by now.
And in these fifty years,
The supernatural he knew and the secrets he held were priceless experience coveted by ghost wielders.
So Jiang Shan had already decided; he needed this experience, and plus after erasing Zhang Xiangguang’s five clones, he had no intention of killing him.
Now,
He didn’t need to search for Zhang Xiangguang among these thirty-plus “students”; he just needed to quietly wait for the private school ghost to appear, then kill it again and again.
“That junior’s state is off; he didn’t enter here as an ordinary person. Terrifying, complete suppression in all aspects?.”
At this time,
Zhang Xiangguang, disguised as a student, looked at that pitch-black, extremely tall blood-colored ghost shadow, and fear from his time as an ordinary person involuntarily surged in his heart.
This fear had nothing to do with experience; it was the emotion the body instinctively produced when ordinary people faced a fierce ghost.
And good control of emotions, staying calm in fear, was the most outstanding ability of ghost wielders compared to ordinary people.
But this fear wasn’t the reason for Zhang Xiangguang’s despair; rather, the weirdness emanating from that blood-colored ghost shadow told him:
Here, he had even less chance of winning.
Just as the two were observing each other and pondering, a chilling aura surged in.
Immediately after, heavy footsteps sounded.
A weird person wearing old, death qi-heavy clothes walked in, holding a rusty chopper in hand.
“Here it is? The ghost controlling this private school.”
Seeing this ghost, Jiang Shan’s eyes flickered; although he knew its appearance heralded the end of the fight between him and Zhang Xiangguang.
But at this moment, as a ghost, his heart was still as water, with no human emotions surging in his heart.
This ghost’s appearance was very unfamiliar, face full of wrinkles, with patches of black and cyan marks, no vitality in its entire body.
The ghost’s appearance was like a corpse buried underground, full of death qi and weirdness.
At this time, the ghost walked in holding a saber.
If as Zhang Xiangguang predicted, neither he nor Jiang Shan, as ordinary people now, could make any move.
They could only be like fish on the chopping board, at the ghost’s mercy.
But the fact was as Zhang Xiangguang had predicted after discovering Jiang Shan’s anomaly: Jiang Shan indeed wasn’t restricted by the private school ghost’s supernatural.
Just as the ghost had walked a few steps from the door into the private school, it suddenly stopped, then its body began to weirdly inflate.
In a moment’s time,
The ghost’s skin all over started oozing black blood nonstop; like an inflatable doll, its corpse-like body grew larger and larger.
“An anomaly that controlled a consciousness-type fierce ghost? Who would’ve thought what Yang Xiaotian pursued his whole life would be achieved by a junior. Wonder what he’d think seeing this.”
Seeing this weird scene of the private school ghost, Zhang Xiangguang had completely given up, because he knew:
The moment consciousness-type fierce ghosts clashed, victory and defeat were decided.
Very clearly,
The private school ghost that hadn’t even launched an attack had lost, and this ghost would gradually become Jiang Shan’s puzzle piece with each death, while he himself was a turtle in a jar, unable even to stand.
“Bang~!”
With the sound of a balloon bursting, the entire room was covered in the bloodstains left by the ghost’s body exploding, black chilling blood splattered to every corner of the private school.
“I know you’re among these students, Zhang Xiangguang.”
After seeing the ghost die, Jiang Shan stood up, looked at the death qi-heavy students around, and said in an icy tone.
The private school ghost’s death meant Zhang Xiangguang had lost his last means to counterattack.
Facing the blood ghost’s nearly unsolvable attack, the ghost in the private school couldn’t resist and was easily suppressed.
Just as Jiang Shan finished speaking, a pale-bodied student in black clothes suddenly spoke:
“Looks like my luck ran out. Five of me with identical supernatural power, and this sure-kill death ground, yet none killed you. One person ruined our plan schemed for decades.”
“I wonder how you grew to this level in such a short time. Your appearance, is it my sorrow, or this era’s sorrow?”
