Chapter 1675: Chapter 970: Land of Graves
Now the situation is quite clear; Blood Flesh Immortal suffered backlash for overusing his powers, and the Horse-faced Ghost had been hiding inside his belly, from which Blood Flesh Immortal’s powers originate.
The Horse-faced Ghost’s ability lies in "absorbing" the flesh and blood of the Angel Envoy to feed itself, and once this "absorption" is interrupted or the ability overused, it backfires on the envoy, leading Blood Flesh Immortal to a tragic death.
Now with the appearance of the Horse-faced Ghost, it signifies the outbreak of a new supernatural event.
The Horse-faced Ghost’s narrow eyes are hollow and lifeless, revealing an indescribable malevolence that makes everyone’s scalp tingle.
Butterfly Lady is cleaning the splattered flesh from her arms; the decomposing flesh is incredibly disgusting, emitting a pungent stench.
Accompanied by the ’clang’ of the foot shackles, the Horse-faced Ghost moved, struggling to walk towards Butterfly Lady; the steps seemed slow but were indeed fast, accelerating.
"Watch out!" shouted the Trickster.
Butterfly Lady hastily retreated but was quickly overtaken by the Horse-faced Ghost. Just as they were only two to three meters apart, a terrifying scene unfolded—the wooden shackle on the Horse-faced Ghost’s shoulder inexplicably fell off, taken into his hand, and aimed at Butterfly Lady.
In the nick of time, Butterfly Lady leaped backward like she had grown wings, soaring up and narrowly avoiding the Horse-faced Ghost.
Yang Xiao had reviewed Butterfly Lady’s information and knew one of her abilities was short flight, a very practical skill.
And now it seems the Horse-faced Ghost’s lethal ability is associated with that wooden shackle; once shackled, the consequences are unpredictable.
But before the Butterfly Lady, hovering dozens of meters in the air, could catch her breath, the sight before her made her eyes widen in shock. The Horse-faced Ghost was stepping into the air towards her as if treading on an invisible staircase.
What’s more tragic is that, although she possesses short flight capability, she is far less agile in mid-air than on the ground, and within seconds, the Horse-faced Ghost had caught up again, about to shackle her.
Facing the Horse-faced Ghost so close, despair fills Butterfly Lady’s eyes; she didn’t expect to die here, at the hands of such a terrifying creature, with those long ghost eyes full of chilling lifelessness.
Maybe, in the ghost’s mind, there’s no concept of slaughter; their sole purpose is to kill.
Just as Butterfly Lady closed her eyes awaiting death, something covered her—a fuzzy, thin blanket—and in the next second, she felt her feet touching the ground, reopening her eyes to find the Trickster beside her.
In that crucial moment, the Trickster used his ability to save her, bringing her back to his side.
Strangely, the Horse-faced Ghost gave up on chasing Butterfly Lady, switching targets to Chen Nang.
This left Chen Nang bewildered; when it comes to escaping, he is not as skilled as Butterfly Lady, not being able to fly, and was quickly overtaken by the Horse-faced Ghost. But he immediately activated his invisibility ability.
After turning invisible, the Horse-faced Ghost paused for less than two seconds before immediately switching targets again—this time to Yang Xiao.
Having observed for a while, Yang Xiao began to see a pattern. The Horse-faced Ghost selects targets based on proximity, and once a target "disappears," it chooses the nearest one as the next target.
Initially, Butterfly Lady was closest, followed by Chen Nang after she was saved, and now it’s Yang Xiao’s turn.
Even being selected, Yang Xiao isn’t too panicked. With the Soul-Capturing Mirror in hand, escaping pursuit is easy for him, though his focus is on dealing with this ghost.
After all, they aren’t actual Evil Cultivators and cannot let this ghost roam unchecked.
Based on current observations, Yang Xiao initially surmises the Horse-faced Ghost has high mobility, and not far from here is Mopan Town with a population of nearly 100,000; if the ghost enters, the consequences are unthinkable.
Facing the ghost’s pursuit, Yang Xiao instinctively chose to retreat, but after a few steps, he suddenly realized something odd—there hasn’t been any movement from Ku Daoist for a long time.
Earlier, Ku Daoist was engaged in a duel with Funeral Guanyin; the two of them controlled their puppets in an earth-shattering clash, yet now, the surroundings are eerily silent.
Distracted, Yang Xiao glanced towards Ku Daoist’s original direction, where darkness thickly cloaked everything, hiding Ku Daoist and Funeral Guanyin, leaving only a few lit buildings at the sanatorium visible.
A shiver runs through him as Yang Xiao perceives something amiss—even though he can discern the outlines of the sanatorium buildings from afar, he inexplicably cannot see the closer battlefield of Ku Daoist and Funeral Guanyin; something must have happened!
Could it be an Illusion Technique?
He’s uncertain.
But for him, immediately retrieving the Ghost Lantern is the prudent choice; without hesitation, Yang Xiao triggers the Ghost Lantern, and as its eerie green light explodes forth, the surrounding environment changes dramatically.
The sanatorium halfway up the mountain vanished, the hundreds of corpse puppets vanished too, and instead of the night-darkened woods, they found themselves at the Chaos Burial Mound, among countless miscellaneous graves stretching endlessly.
"But... precisely when did this happen?" Trembling, Yang Xiao realized he hadn’t detected when the surroundings changed; the Horse-faced Ghost’s power is far more troublesome than expected.
He understands now—they are trapped within the ghost realm of the Horse-faced Ghost.
