Chapter 264: Yan Luo, is he very strong?

Jiang Zixu's expression was not good at all. As the leader of the Five Innates, although he never mentioned this title, there was no doubt that in his heart he believed that he was superior to most ghost riders. This was the high self-confidence he had formed over a long period of time.

Wearing a white robe, he was able to show that he was aloof and outstanding, independent from the world. However, all his pride and self-confidence were gradually shattered by Cao Yang today.

"Times have changed. Judging from what Cao Yang said, there are eleven other people of his level in the headquarters besides him."

Jiang Zixu muttered something in his heart, and then returned to reality.

There are also differences between the different species. The five innate masters are all different species, and so is Cao Yang, but the difference is obvious. When faced with danger, his first reaction was to hide, while Cao Yang took the initiative to attack, which can explain a lot of problems.

"The wooden house is indeed dangerous. We have only been here for about ten minutes and have already encountered three supernatural phenomena."

Cao Yang no longer had a cold face, but instead glanced around indifferently. Since all the items were supernatural objects, they might as well be recycled. The headquarters didn't have many resources, and these items in the City of the Dead could just be a supplement.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Qi Ming is undoubtedly in this wooden house, but we haven't found any traces of him."

Now it was Jiang Zixu's turn to worry. He had previously refused to intervene in the conflict between Qi Ming and Qi Chaosheng, because no matter how the two fought, who won or lost, it would not affect the continued existence of the identity ghost.

If Qi Ming wins, he will be able to go one step further and consolidate his position as the Supreme Being.

If Qi Chaosheng succeeds, the worst that can happen is that Taichu will be replaced, which strictly speaking will not have much impact.

But it’s different now. If Qi Ming goes back to this wooden house and cannot find him, it means that the identity ghost is missing and no one can fill this vacancy. The Five Xiantian may not be able to join forces again.

This was something Jiang Zixu could not accept, so he had to find Qi Ming. He wanted to see him in person if he was alive, or in person if he was dead. What's more, Qi Ming had already replaced the identity ghost.

"Tell me what you encountered last time. With the three of us working together, the medium is isolated, restarted, and my ghost den, there should be no ghost that we can't deal with."

Cao Yang asked expressionlessly, but his tone revealed a sense of confidence. It was not ignorance or blindness, but that he really had the ability.

"A pitch-black coffin, with a fresh old corpse lying in it."

While Jiang Zixu was still hesitating, Kong Wang had already said it.

"The horror of that old corpse is immeasurable. It feels like I am facing Mr. Lu when I first control my first ghost. It is an enemy that I cannot defeat at all. As soon as it appears, the ghosts in my body instinctively want to retreat and stay away."

Kong Wang recalled the details of that time.

The old corpse still had a medium-length beard and held a short wooden hu in his hands, which was somewhat similar to the objects held by ancient officials when they went to court.

This wooden sceptre is a very terrifying supernatural object. The old corpse holds the wooden sceptre in his hand and can release terrifying supernatural attacks as long as he bends slightly to people. In one attack, he not only killed Qi Ming's three identities, but also wiped out Kong Wang's counterattack, and even Qin Bansheng's ghost den was completely suppressed.

Simply put, when Xiantian Wutai faced this old corpse, he almost couldn't survive a single round.

"Didn't you ever doubt the identity of that old corpse?"

Cao Yang's face looked a little strange, he clearly remembered what Kong Wang had said to him before. "Of course I doubt it. Kong Wang should have told you that the King of the Wheel of Hell among the Ten Kings of Hell of the Reform Society also hid in the ancient city, but in the end, just like those big guys, they all disappeared without a trace."

Jiang Zixu said that at this point he didn't plan to hide anything anymore, the loss of control of the City of the Dead was inevitable, the Xiantian Wu Tai was not weak, but the speed of the revival of the spirits and evil spirits was not something they could match, the reality would only become more desperate, the Wu Tai should adjust his mentality as soon as possible and face the reality.

"Indeed, we each used our own methods to escape. I reviewed the situation afterwards. Combined with the intelligence we have, I personally believe that the person suppressed in the black coffin is the former Chakravartin—Hong Liuping, a ghost rider at the same level as Mr. Lu."

Kong Wangdao.

"Tell me the information about the King of the Wheel of Time. Since the coffin is in this wooden house, I'm afraid you and I can't escape this disaster."

Listening to Jiang Zixu and Kong Wang's description, Cao Yang remained calm. The situation in the wooden house was different from the last time, which was not difficult to understand. It was likely that the coffin was imprisoned in a higher level ghost den, and now they were only in a lower level ghost den, so they could not touch it.

"There are the dead spirits that perform salutes and bows, the wooden scepter, and the ghost den that can crush Qin Bansheng. That's all I know for now. A ghost rider who is at the same level as Mr. Lu definitely has more than just these tricks."

"The sixth of the Ten Courts of Hell, Biancheng King Lu Jingxuan, is he very strong?"

Crazy, crazy to no limit.

Of course, Cao Yang was not looking down on Lu Jingxuan. A ghost rider who had lived from the Republic of China to the present could more or less deserve the title of old monster, even if he was a deserter.

As the saying goes, the strong may not live long, but those who live long are definitely not weak.

To some extent, Cao Yang has already experienced Zhang Dong's abilities, so in his eyes, there is no concept of strong or weak.

No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Zhang Dong?
Of course, before entering the City of Wrongful Death, Lu Jingxuan himself said that Yama was only the second echelon of the Reform Society. Above the Ten Yamas were the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It was obvious that those six people were targeting the Seven Elders. Yama was at most at the level of the Wang family's generation, and was not even as good as the Wang family's generation.

After all, those two old men were terrifying beings who could even deal with and imprison the pendulum clock.

"Very strong."

Jiang Zixu and Kong Wang looked a little embarrassed. It was certain that their strength was not as good as Cao Yang's. In addition, they had been out of touch with reality for a long time, so they did not understand the current power division in the outside world.

"maybe."

Cao Yang paused. He did not take the initiative to try to open the ghost den to provoke the corpse of the Wheel King. Anyway, what was coming could not be avoided. It would be better to recover more supernatural items before the real danger came.

Jiang Zixu and Kong Wang had no idea what was going on, so they had no choice but to grope around in the wooden house, trying to find some traces left by Qi Ming.

After five minutes, Cao Yang successfully recovered two supernatural objects after screening: an old-fashioned folding fan, the fan seemed to be made of some kind of leather, and there was a hideous ghost face imprinted on it.

The other item was a grayish-white ring. Although no one knew what it was used for, no one would complain about not having enough supernatural items in their hands, and Cao Yang was happy to accept this little gadget.

However, at this moment, Kong Wang, who was looking around, suddenly froze in place, because he clearly saw that the image reflected in the mirror hanging on a wall was not his own, but that horrible old corpse!

(End of this chapter)