"Although we've taken out quite a few mbers of the King Organization, those were just insignificant little characters. We've scouted all the way here without encountering a single king-level ghost handler, which clearly seems abnormal. If the opposition is truly acting tonight, then it wouldn't be just this noisy."
"Or have we already alerted them, leading them to notice sothing amiss and therefore tily withdraw to stop losses and leave here?"
Yang Jian appeared at this mont on a high lake road in the outskirts, looking up at the brightly lit tropolis not far away.
Moving further ahead is Dahai City.
There, it's the territory of Ye Zhen from the supernatural forum.
Given his understanding of Ye Zhen, since Ye Zhen has already agreed to join forces with him, Dahai City surely wouldn't have any problems. He doesn't even need to go there and take a look.
Just as Yang Jian was thinking this.
Suddenly.
He looked up in a direction, as if sensing sothing.
It was the Ghost Lake's supernatural presence.
A part of Ghost Lake's supernatural presence had been released, and this release of the supernatural represents a signal, a call for help.
"It's Cao Yang who went to Xiangjiang to trade with the King Organization, he's released a part of the lake water I left him, how could this happen? Logically, today's trade shouldn't have any issues; the people of the King Organization are already hunting the person in charge here, the trade should just be a ruse, Cao Yang is unlikely to face danger," Yang Jian's expression slightly changed.
"Never mind, let's go and have a look first."
He didn't hesitate for a mont, imdiately wielding the scarlet long spear, directly diving into the puddle beneath his feet to connect to Cao Yang's side through the supernatural link of Ghost Lake, providing support at the fastest speed.
Simultaneously.
At a dock in Xiangjiang.
Here, it was silent with no one around, however, in the corresponding Parallel World, a fierce confrontation was underway.
The King Organization, to eliminate three captains, dispatched five king-level ghost handlers and three squads, aiming to kill the opposition unfailingly and then retreat swiftly.
They didn't want to drag it on, otherwise, if reinforcents arrived, today's action would be aningless, as the King Organization people weren't ready for an all-out war.
And for five kings, three squads to take down three captains in the shortest ti, the difficulty could be described as very high, so once engaged, they must give it their all, otherwise, no one could say what might occur.
Cao Yang, Lin Bei, and Li Leping also understood, thus they would not hold back anything.
Dense smoke spread, accompanied by an unstoppable cold gale.
The superposition of supernatural forces disrupted this dock, causing the Ghost Domain of others to be strongly disturbed, unable to be easily activated, even those skilled in Ghost Domain could only stare helplessly now.
However, neither Cao Yang nor Li Leping could use their Ghost Domain at this mont because the gale occasionally halted, and the smoke suddenly dissipated.
The people from the King Organization didn't want to give up control of the dock, deploying other supernatural forces to interfere with the Ghost Domain of the two individuals.
This kind of confrontation only produced one outco: everyone's Ghost Domain couldn't be used.
Without the Ghost Domain, it implied the conflict couldn't be concluded in a very short ti, the kings of the King Organization were anxious inside.
"According to the plan before, concentrate efforts to eliminate one of them first, at this mont if we launch dispersed assaults, perhaps not a single one will be killed, and once their reinforcent arrives, our situation will be very bad."
The missionary's expression was indifferent, then his gaze locked onto Cao Yang.
Because, in the assessnt, Cao Yang was the easiest captain to be eliminated, and in previous actions, there had been instances of Cao Yang being injured.
A captain wounded implies that death is not far off.
Cao Yang sensed danger, he roared: "Don't mind , eliminate as many of them as possible."
He didn't want to defend, nor wanted Lin Bei and Li Leping to help him fend off supernatural attacks; instead, he wanted to utilize the other side's opportunity to encircle him, for Li Leping and Lin Bei to strike and bring down their kings.
Li Leping moved first, his aura turned cold and eerie, wandering with no expression on the dock, even though Ghost Smoke's supernatural force was disturbed and blocked without Ghost Domain, he still possessed the terrifying Fatal Curse.
Just by approaching, the body of one ghost handler from the King Organization softened and directly fell from the container, instantly losing life and dying on the spot.
Then, Li Leping continued forward, like a specter in the Black Night, wherever he passed, key mbers of the King Organization dropped dead. Although these individuals sensed danger and intentionally dispersed, it was rely to delay so ti.
As long as Li Leping arrived, it would certainly result in soone's death.
The most horrific thing was when Li Leping approached they didn't even notice, as if subconsciously forgotten him, only when the Fatal Curse arrived they suddenly woke up.
"Don't get too arrogant, trying to wipe out our three King Squads with just one person? Just because you are a captain, it can't be done. As long as we entangle you, then you're bound to lose."
At this mont, a man dressed in black, with his face covered, locked onto Li Leping; this person seed unaffected by the Forgetful Ghost, very peculiar, and seized the opportunity to directly reach out and grab Li Leping, aiming to restrain him in place.
Li Leping looked at him expressionlessly.
It was rely a few seconds of eye contact.
The next mont, sothing beneath this man's black clothing started to fall continuously, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be chunks of flesh crawling with maggots.
The man cried out in pain, his body disintegrating, rely touching Li Leping ant enduring enormous pain.
Li Leping hadn't deliberately attacked this person, but was in a sleepwalking state now, with supernatural forces from the Find Ghost and Sleepwalking Ghost overlapping, capable of killing any living being approaching him, if a ghost handler wasn't strong enough, they would quickly perish too, and the closer one got, the more dangerous it beca.
Grabbing Li Leping for three seconds equaled suffering this uninterrupted attack for three seconds.
If not an anomaly, those three seconds were enough for a ghost handler to die from ghost revival.
The supernatural power this man wielded wasn't weak, he had two ghosts in him, balancing supernatural forces, yet it was nave to think he could combat a captain.
Li Leping ignored him, casually broke free from the man's grip, and continued forward.
This man collapsed on the ground, body disintegrating, wailing incessantly, blocking Li Leping for less than five seconds before his own ghost revival comnced.
Li Leping's goal was simple, to kill the three King Squads as quickly as possible, leaving only five kings on this dock, otherwise, during the engagent of captains and kings, interference would always be present beside, making it impossible to concentrate on battling the kings. If the King Squad contained formidable characters, they could indeed influence the victory of the battle.
Only by eliminating this hidden threat would they have the chance to withstand this attack.
However, while Li Leping attacked the three King Squads, the pressure on Cao Yang and Lin Bei was enormous.
Because the two of them faced assaults from five kings.
Lin Bei moved swiftly, targeting the eerie old man in a Western skirt, full of wrinkles, and deathly quiet, who ignored Lin Bei and rapidly approached Cao Yang.
Evidently, the terrifying foreign old man wanted to coordinate the action to kill Cao Yang in one strike.
"Don't ignore , damn it, I'm also a captain, obediently lie on the ground."
Yet, Lin Bei stopped her, reached out and grabbed the terrifying old man's neck, then pressed her into the ground.
The supernatural influence the terrifying old woman possessed appeared to have no effect on him.
Moreover, with this press, the entire dock trembled and swayed, the ground nearby fracturing, even this eerie world was torn with hideous cracks as if about to collapse.
A simple press, yet it signifies Lin Bei's all-out attack.
The terrifying elder's emaciated body was instantly crushed to the ground by an unseen force, causing the surface to sink and even form a human-shaped outline. Her body was flattened, as if only a thin layer of human skin remained.
The internal organs and bones were all crushed, even her supernatural power temporarily halted at this mont.
The terrifying elder's bizarre eyes revealed a trace of human-like fear.
In her view, the weight pressing her down wasn't Lin Bei's palm but a vast, desolate world, the Mirror World corresponding to reality, boundless and endless.
The entire world was pressing down, rendering any ghost not willing unable to move.
The Mirror World represents not just weight, but also the power of the Supernatural World.
However, even Lin Bei now cannot completely control the Mirror World. Although his world seems boundless, it has limits. As he masters more supernatural power, the Mirror World becos more complete, possibly becoming a full-fledged world.
"This guy still isn't dead." Lin Bei's eyelids twitched at this mont.
He saw that the foreign elder who had been flattened still showed signs of movent and wasn't imdiately dead. If Lin Bei let go, given so ti, she might even recover.
To achieve this, she might no longer be human, more like a downright ghost.
Only a ghost cannot be killed.
In this situation, Lin Bei couldn't think much; despite his victory in supernatural confrontation, he hadn't completely eliminated the opponent, causing Cao Yang to face a life-threatening situation.
He was under the supernatural attack of four Kings simultaneously.
In such a scenario, few people in the supernatural circle can survive unhard.
Cao Yang used every ans possible, even lighting the Ghost Candle in an instant, but the red candle burned out imdiately. He also used a substitute doll, which was shattered into pieces by an invisible force before it could bounce.
But it wasn't enough, as the opponent's supernatural attack contained a fatal killing instinct, very terrifying, even targeting consciousness.
Cao Yang dared not use his own supernatural powers in confrontation, knowing there was only one chance, failing leads to death.
He used his final trump card, triggered a certain curse on himself, handing over his life to the curse-bearing ghost pursuing him for a long ti.
Life has a master, a transaction at noon.
Until then, others could hardly kill him with supernatural powers, simply waiting for the ghost to appear at the appointed ti to take his life. If killed by soone else, the ghost would seek the culprit and take their life.
All ans were combined.
The supernatural attack by the four Kings was resisted by Cao Yang, he was still alive, not dead yet.
"Didn't die? I can't believe it."
A black-and-white projection enveloped Cao Yang, akin to an old movie screening.
Cao Yang was in disbelief; his body was disappearing, leaving only his figure projected on the ground.
At his weakest mont, a King launched one more attack.
Cao Yang tried to resist but was too late; he vanished, pulled into the black-and-white movie, where a foreign man's face glared at him nacingly.
"The curse didn't protect because there was no life-threatening harm?" Cao Yang now understood why he was pulled in.
But before he could think further, the foreign man in the black-and-white scene suddenly brandished a chainsaw towards Cao Yang.
The scene showed him retreating, but then several twisted, ghostly figures surfaced, appearing as malevolent ghosts, grabbing Cao Yang, binding him, preventing escape.
The chainsaw fell, the projection splattering black ink-like blood stains.
"Ah!"
The scream echoed through the black-and-white scenes; it was Cao Yang's voice.
"Cao Yang."
Lin Bei was both shocked and angry, wanting to rescue him, abandoning the subdued foreign elder.
But he was stopped by two people.
One was a strangely elderly man, bare-chested, skinny, raising a hand over his head; the other a man whose body was pitch-black, covered in ink.
Despite their bizarre appearance.
Lin Bei knew these were two legitimate Kings.
Especially the ink-covered man, who just with a glance, had his image imprinted in Lin Bei's mind. Then, his mind seed to be tainted by ink, with his consciousness biting into the darkness, as if he was about to fall into eternal obscurity.
"Is this a consciousness attack?" Lin Bei shuddered, feeling disoriented, with darkness clouding his vision, laden eyelids.
Perhaps with the next blink, he would plunge into an endless dark void without awakening.
Cao Yang's screams still echoed at the docks; his shadow, entangled by ghostly apparitions, couldn't break free. The chainsaw still ran, dismbering his body.
If this continues, he won't last.
Li Leping also wanted to assist, having wiped out two King's Squads, but the scenario rendered his plans ineffective.
The person stopping him was none other than the previous preacher.
"We've won; once Cao Yang dies, it'll be the bald captain's turn, then you... Li Leping." The preacher spoke calmly, as all was pre-planned.
Li Leping stayed silent; the preacher had so ans to evade the Forgetful Ghost's supernatural power, rembering him.
This ant he couldn't disregard the preacher's blockade.
However, at this mont.
Behind the preacher and the two Kings, a sound of stagnant water rolling arose, filling them with acute crisis awareness.
The strange sound caused everyone to tremble.
"No way, reinforcents coming so quickly?" A chilling thought erged in their minds.
The preacher turned to look sharply.
On the dock's ground, a familiar silhouette was erging from an inconspicuous puddle, and just by appearing, everything seed ignited. Pale green Ghost Flas were burning increasingly wildly, even turning the nearby sea into their hue.
"Ghost Eye, Yang Jian?" The preacher's face turned very solemn.
The least expected person showed up.
Even invading the world within the painting; indeed, during the Terror Manor event, stagnant water seeping from the painting was foreboding.
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