Chapter 265 Ghost Bridge
Just when Kong Wang was about to speak out to remind them, he suddenly felt his consciousness become dazed. When he came to his senses, he found that Cao Yang and Jiang Zixu had disappeared, and the image of the terrifying old corpse was still in the mirror.

"Wait, I was trapped in the world in the mirror."

Kong Wang clearly felt that the terrifying old corpse was approaching Cao Yang in the wooden house, but the other party seemed to be unaware of the approaching danger and was still looking at a supernatural object.

"Damn, what is this, is a ghost taking over my body?"

Kong Wang's vision and judgment could not be bad to be chosen by Lu Jingxuan to become Tai Su among the Five Innate Tai. This was because Lu Jingxuan had already found batches of people to train before him, but they all died and only the five of them survived.

"Rewind."

Kong Wang chose to rewind without hesitation. As a rewinding ghost, he was always in the process of "fixing the file". As long as he was still alive, no one could really kill him. Of course, if his consciousness was wiped out in an instant, it might be possible.

Rolling back the file is equivalent to restarting the unsolvable supernatural phenomenon. Even this strange mirror cannot block it. Kong Wang's body is twisting, fading, and then disappearing on the spot.

Reality, log house.

Of course, Cao Yang would not be as relaxed as Kong Wang saw through the mirror. He had already noticed something unusual the moment Kong Wang disappeared and the old corpse appeared in reality.

The same goes for Jiang Zixu. Although he is not as good as Cao Yang, he is still a top-level ghost rider and is not so slow.

"Captain Cao, the old corpse has appeared."

Jiang Zixu said in a deep voice.

However, at this moment, Cao Yang and Jiang Zixu both felt a dizziness and the whole wooden house was shaking as if an earthquake had come.

Not only that, everything in sight was spinning and twisting, as if it would disappear from reality at any moment.

"It's a den of evil spirits."

Cao Yang knew without Jiang Zixu's reminder that the ghost den belonging to the old corpse in front of him had begun to take over the surrounding area, and the scope was still expanding, as if it was going to include the entire ghost market.

At this time, Liu San was happily sweeping the shops in the ghost market. The twelve paper figures equipped with old corpses were like locusts passing through a border. Wherever they passed, no grass grew. The shops that were originally lit were now dimmed. There were even ghosts lying in front of some shops, whose computers were crashed by Liu San.

Suddenly, Liu San, who was about to go to the next shop, stopped because he was pulled into the ghost den, and given the terrifying level of the paper man, he couldn't force his way out.

"That's right. How could a long-term stable spiritual place only have such a few rotten fish and shrimp? Now it seems that the big one is coming."

Liu San looked back at the corpses that he had suppressed to death. Some of them were the remnants of the shop owners who tried to fight him, and some were simply real ghosts who had been lingering in the shop for some unknown reason and had not left.

Like Cao Yang, Liu San's vision was also twisting and spinning. He could faintly hear a noisy and chaotic sound of footsteps, as if many people were approaching him.

"Precognition." Liu San used his precognition without hesitation. He stole Xiong Wenwen's supernatural power and could predict one minute. But the result was completely beyond his imagination. His precognition was strongly interfered with, and he could only see the scene ten seconds later at most.

"Ten seconds later, one of the paper figures died, with footprints all over its body, as if it had been stepped on to death."

Ten seconds is enough time for a captain-level Ghost Rider to do many things, and even wiping out an ordinary five-man Ghost Rider team is not a problem.

Twelve paper men raised their hands at the same time. Liu San didn't care too much at this time. One of his paper men could be knocked down in ten seconds. A ghost of this level was enough to destroy all his paper men in one minute. He couldn't afford such a loss.

The yellow paper on the six paper men peeled off instantly, revealing the long-sealed old corpse inside the paper men's bodies. The old corpse was the source and core of the paper men. The larger the exposed area, the more terrifying the supernatural power he could mobilize.

Of the six paper figures, only one face was left stuck on the old corpse's face. Then they all took a step forward at the same time and raised one arm. The old corpse's spiritual power connected to this den of ghosts, and Liu San's vision returned to normal, no longer twisting and rotating.

Six blue and black arms dropped instantly, and at the same time, the bodies of the six paper figures began to shake. The faces of the paper figures pasted on the old corpse's face actually began to burn, and the flames were a strange black color!
There was no pain or unwillingness on the faces of the paper figures. They sacrificed themselves to try to send the other six paper figures out of the ghost cave. Of course, the effect was remarkable. A hole as wide as one person was torn in the dark ghost cave. The other six paper figures quickly drilled out from the gap and successfully escaped from the ghost cave.

But just after Liu San left, a young man was walking in this terrifying den of ghosts as if he were walking on flat ground. There was a circular area under his feet. The area was half black and half white, like a Tai Chi picture of two fish.

"This is not good, this is not good. Once this old ghost shows up, I will have no room to perform."

The young man sighed and walked away in a certain direction.

On the other side, at the end of the path connecting to the wooden house, a man about thirty years old appeared out of nowhere. His name was Hong Zhenrong, the Tai Shi among the Five Innate Tai, codenamed - the Moving Ghost.

"That old ghost has appeared again, and has already escaped from the confines of the wooden house. If Wu Tai doesn't reunite, I'm afraid I'm going to be in great danger this time."

Hong Zhenrong glanced at the wooden house at the end of the path, but the wooden house he saw was different from what Cao Yang and the others saw:

Six strange bridges appeared out of nowhere in front of the wooden house. One end of the bridge was the main entrance of the wooden house, while the other end extended to a very far place. Each bridge was crowded with people, and there were even some animals on one of the bridges. It was simply unbelievable.

"The Tenth Hall of Hell, the Wheel-Turning King Hong Liuping. Before joining the Reform Society, Hong Liuping's code name was 'Ghost Bridge'."

"It's really interesting. It seems that myths are not necessarily fabricated. According to folklore, the Chakravartin is the last of the Ten Courts of Hell. The dead souls who come here have also reached the last step of becoming a ghost: entering the cycle of reincarnation."

"And the Chakravartin is the last barrier for their reincarnation. He controls the six bridges of gold, silver, jade, stone, wood and Naihe. He can also decide which bridge the dead souls will walk on, where they will go, and which family they will be reincarnated into."

Hong Zhenrong's face looked very bad. The supernatural power of moving ghosts usually needs to be used in cooperation with several other people to achieve the maximum effect. If he is alone, he can only barely resist the erosion brought by the ghosts.

"Taishi, Hong Zhenrong. I didn't expect that the first person I would see after the flashback would be you."

(End of this chapter)