Chapter 267 God said, “Let there be light,” and light was born from nothingness

However, at this moment, the originally dim City of the Dead suddenly became bright, and the darkness was fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's six o'clock."

Qin Bansheng glanced at the time and said softly.

It was six o'clock in the morning, which was the turning point of the change in the City of the Dead. The ghostly light containing supernatural powers illuminated the entire ancient city, and all the houses were covered by this light. Some evil spirits still walking on the road in the distance made strange wailing sounds at the same time, and even blue-black smoke came out of their bodies, as if the light was burning their bodies.

"Let's hide for now. The supernatural being that can turn everything upside down is not something we can contend with. I also have some clues about the corpse on the dome. Kong Wang, remind Captain Cao to hide with us first."

The five innate beings gathered together. The last time such a scene occurred was almost two months ago.

"Captain Cao, retreat first. Ghost Light has fully recovered. There is no need to fight to the death with that old ghost."

Kong Wang shouted in the direction of Cao Yang, but the ghost den of the Chakravartin was still there, and he didn't know whether his voice could reach Cao Yang's ears.

The answer is yes.

The ghostly light that enveloped the entire ancient city was just as Jiang Zixu had said, turning upside down everything it illuminated:
The dilapidated, desolate, moss-covered houses were visibly becoming new and smooth, and the dust on them disappeared in an instant.

However, the most bizarre thing are the evil spirits scattered throughout the ancient city. They all seem to be doused with sulfuric acid. The ghost light causes their bodies to rot rapidly, making a "sizzling" sound, accompanied by blue-black smoke.

"Chichi—!"

The evil ghost's body was rapidly decaying and peeling off, but some smooth and delicate skin was revealed among the flesh and blood, as if there was still a living person imprisoned in this broken body!
"The city is a city of the dead, and the people are upside down ghosts."

Kong Wang murmured what he had said to Cao Yang at that time, and there was some anticipation in his eyes.

The ghost market is covered by ghost dens, the ghost dens are illuminated by ghost light, and the ghost light is reflected by the blood river.

But the situation of Cao Yang, who was hidden in the blood river, was not much better. As Jiang Zixu said, the real supernatural power of the ghost light was inversion, which almost reached the conceptual level of inversion.

However, no one dared to look up at this moment, just like no one can look directly at the sun in reality.

Through the blood river, Cao Yang saw that the old corpse on the dome, which was bound by layers of ropes, was rotting rapidly. In just a few breaths, it completely turned into a rotten corpse. Not only that, the expression on the old corpse's face also changed from the original calm and peaceful to hideous and vicious.

It's upside down. Everything is upside down.

Cao Yang's blood river ghost cave began to flow backwards, and even began to sink, seeping into the ground of the ancient city. The ghost cave of the Wheel King was also affected. The faces of the dead souls on the ghost bridge gradually showed the emotions of the living, and their eyes gradually regained their spirits.

They are confused, bewildered and at a loss, just like babies just born into the world.

"It's incredible. So those ghosts that fill the ancient city at night are actually living people who originally lived in the city!"

Hong Zhenrong couldn't help but sigh. The five of them had already hidden in a house beside the street. At the same time, Qin Bansheng used his ghost cave to reverse yin and yang, barely blocking the ghost light.

The house was pitch black, but it did not affect Xiantian Wutai's observation of the situation outside.

Cao Yang quickly picked up the wooden scepter from the Chakravartin, endured the stimulation of the ghost light to the evil spirit in his body, and directly returned to the house he had stayed in before through memory invasion.

“God said, ‘Let there be light.’ With light, the whole world came into being.”

"The Western Bible says that God created light first and then the world. In Chinese mythology, Pangu, the great god, created the world and split the chaos with an axe, and then light appeared, and the world was divided into heaven and earth."

Kong Wang kept repeating the words from the books. At this moment, he believed those myths more and more. No, those were not stories anymore.

"Light is born from nothingness."

A strange voice suddenly appeared in the darkness. It was not any of the Five Innate Ones, but a steady and powerful middle-aged male voice.

The five people felt that the light in their sight suddenly flickered, and then a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a Zhongshan suit and looking like a teacher, appeared in the room out of thin air.

Without any warning and silently, the teacher bypassed everyone's perception and appeared before their eyes naturally.

"Xiantian Wutai, Lu Jingxuan is not very courageous, but he is very ambitious. If he had half the courage he has now, he would not have become a deserter and become as useless as Hong Liuping."

The man's hair was neatly combed and he was dressed neatly, but his dress and clothing style were out of tune with modern times and must have been at least a few decades old.

He looked at Xiantian Wutai with admiration, but sneered as he criticized the terrifying old man who was in charge of the Xuanjing Club.

And from the few words he said, it was not difficult to judge that the person in front of him seemed to have a deep understanding of the war that year.

"Dare you ask me your senior's name?"

Jiang Zixu took a step forward, clasped his hands together, bowed to the teacher and asked.

"My surname is Zhang, but I cannot reveal my name. Old man Lu is not very capable, but he has cultivated a group of people with good reputations. Especially you..."

The middle-aged man said his surname was Zhang. As for not revealing his real name, this was normal. Few people in the supernatural circle use their real names. Most of them use pseudonyms because no one knows whether their name will become a special medium one day and be contaminated with some unnecessary curses.

He stretched out a hand and pointed at Jiang Zixu.

"Light is born from nothingness. The ghost you are controlling was once my father's puzzle, but he dismembered the ghost of nothingness a long time ago, just to guard his dilapidated house and an old forest."

"Are you kidding me?!"

Jiang Zixu's eyes suddenly narrowed. The words of the man surnamed Zhang were like a bolt from the blue, hitting his heart hard.

"The Void Ghost was once your father's ghost puzzle?"

"You can take me as a joke, but you haven't really developed the potential of the Void Ghost. For the real Void to appear in reality, it will cost a huge price, and it will require extremely strong spiritual power to barely achieve a balance."

The man surnamed Zhang shrugged indifferently. He was originally a teacher. Although he later entered the supernatural circle, he never told lies.

"Senior Zhang, I want to know your identity."

Qi Ming took a step forward and asked nervously.

"Identity? Not worth mentioning. He can barely be considered as Lu Jingxuan's boss." "Mr. Lu's boss... Could it be that the senior is... the Reformer of the Six Paths?"

Qi Ming's pupils shrank. He had heard Old Man Lu talk about some things that happened back then. Even someone as strong as Old Man Lu could only be considered a middle-level leader in the Reform Association at that time. Moreover, there were nine other people at the same level as Old Man Lu. The ten of them were called the Ten Kings of Hell.

Above the Ten Kings of Hell are the Six Paths of Reincarnation. They are the real bigwigs of the Reform Society, and each of them can easily crush the Ten Kings of Hell.

"All six paths know about it, interesting. Whatever, he will show up sooner or later anyway."

"I am the second generation of the Reform Society, my name is Zhang Xianguang."

The man surnamed Zhang hesitated for a moment, and finally revealed some of his own information.

"The way of heaven..."

Now, everyone is getting excited. The reformed six paths are divided into the heaven path, the human path, the Asura path, the hell path, the hungry ghost path and the animal path. Although no one knows what the specific order is, there is no doubt that no matter how it is ranked, the heaven path is undoubtedly the first.

"hiss--"

Jiang Zixu took a breath of cold air.

"It's best not to tell anyone else about my presence, except Lu Jingxuan. Of course, if anyone thinks they can take my blow, you can spread the word as much as you want."

Zhang Xianguang took out a big knife at some point and rubbed it gently in his hand.

The knife was covered in rust and filth, as if it had been buried in the ground for a long time and was just dug out. The style was not special, it was just the kind of broadsword commonly used during the Republic of China period. The strange thing was that the blade of the knife was constantly oozing blood, as if it had just killed someone and could never be wiped clean.

Not only that, there was an old-fashioned oil lamp placed at his feet. The oil lamp was a bit strange. It emitted a dim yellow light when burning, which was hazy and blurry, and seemed a bit weird. There was also a faint stench of corpse in the air.

However, Qin Bansheng was horrified to find that Zhang Xianguang had no shadow under the light of the oil lamp, not even the shadow of the big knife!

"Don't worry, senior. We will keep our mouth shut."

Jiang Zixu said quickly.

Are you kidding? Tiandao, one of the six reformed paths, is the strongest of the second generation of the Reform Society. Any one of the six paths is a terrifying existence that can fight several Yamas alone, not to mention Tiandao, the strongest of the six paths.

The Five Xiantians were not arrogant enough to challenge such a person. Moreover, in a sense, they were also half members of the Reform Association and were Zhang Xianguang's juniors.

"It's better this way. After all, swords have no eyes, not to mention that they are supernatural objects. There is a risk of losing control at any time. Even I may not be able to suppress it. It would be bad if someone was killed by it."

Zhang Xianguang stroked the old sword with a peaceful expression, as if he was comforting a loved one. But his tone made the five people dare not doubt it at all. For a supernatural weapon that could be favored by a ghost rider of this level, it would be reasonable to kill all five people with one blow.

Then, Zhang Xianguang stood up calmly, holding a big knife in one hand and a corpse oil lamp in the other, as if he was going to go somewhere. And that place was dangerous enough for him to take it seriously, and even prepared two supernatural items to deal with it.

Jiang Zixu immediately thought of the horrible old corpse on the dome of the Ghost Market, which was the evil ghost that was the source of the ghost light.

"Senior, I dare to ask, the body on the dome..."

Zhang Xianguang just turned around and was about to leave, but stopped instantly after hearing Jiang Zixu's words.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke slowly.

"These are all old stories, so it's okay to tell you. The corpse is the first generation of Tiandao of the Reform Society. His name is taboo in the entire supernatural circle, and he is also the well-deserved number one in the Republic of China."

"But he died. His death was absurd but reasonable. The supernatural world at that time could not tolerate his existence. In addition, there were some traitors in the Reform Society. Several bigwigs who were opposed to the Reform Society colluded with each other, but they still failed to kill him."

"No one knew how he died afterwards. All we knew was that when he reappeared, he had been nailed to the dome of the ancient city of Heian. Ghost light, light is the medium, and the inversion curse is released through light."

"Just remember that sentence - light is born from nothingness, and people's lives are always chasing light."

After saying that, Zhang Xianguang's figure disappeared in an instant. The old-fashioned oil lamp swayed and dripped a few drops of smelly and black corpse oil, which directly corroded a fist-sized hole in the bluestone bricks on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a human head with a short beard flew in from outside. It was the head of the Chakravartin!
However, the neck of the head was jagged and uneven, as if it had been torn off forcibly.

Not long after, the ghost light covering the entire ancient city began to shrink rapidly, as if something had reduced the ghost light's range of influence. Crisp sounds of metal and iron chains colliding could be heard from outside.

This sound made Xiantian Wutai in the room unconsciously think of the scene where Zhang Xianguang used a big knife to chop the chain wrapped around the old corpse's body.

Obviously, this scene was not limited to imagination, Zhang Xianguang was really doing it. The hardness of the chain was somewhat surprising, and his big knife could only leave a knife mark on the chain, and the mark was fading and disappearing rapidly.

That corpse oil lamp was not simple either. The dim yellow light created a blurry and hazy area for Zhang Xianguang, helping him to isolate himself from the influence of the ghost light. However, the lamp oil burned quite fast and it would probably run out soon.

"Humans and ghosts coexist, and all people are different. Marshal Zhang, you and I are from the same family. Now I am still one step away from reaching the level of my father and others. We are both in the heavenly realm of the six realms of reincarnation. It's not too much for you to lend me some spiritual power, right?"

Zhang Xianguang said to himself.

As the second generation of Tiandao of the Reform Society, his strength is unquestionable, but he still feels unprecedented pressure when facing this old corpse. And from his words, it is not difficult to judge that he has borrowed the supernatural power of the old corpse before, but now he is here again.

"I deposited a reverse curse in the letter at the ghost post office. The dead ghost will instantly revive after receiving the letter. Under my arrangement, the boy surnamed Yang went to Fushou Garden and Mingyue Community in Dachuan City."

"But that kid is also very powerful. Whether it's his brains or his methods, he is considered top-notch in this era. Even the spiritual world suppressed by my father's two teammates couldn't kill him."

"Father's six teammates are at the same level. What those two can't do, the other four can't do either. But father is different. After you, Marshal Zhang, died, father single-handedly supported an era. He is also my last resort, but the supernatural powers I control are not enough to shake father. I need your help."

Zhang Xianguang murmured in a low voice, as if he was venting and releasing the depression in his heart. He and his father had different ideas, so he left home early to venture out into the world on his own.

He worked as a teacher for a while, and later entered the supernatural circle by chance. Although his father was a top figure in the supernatural circle, he never left him any supernatural skills. He had never even seen the Void Ghost before his father dismembered it.

No one knows what Zhang Xianguang has experienced and endured over the years.

Because when he really started to be noticed by some bigwigs, a dazzling light had already lit up in the supernatural circle, and no one could cover up his brilliance at the same time.

God said, "Let there be light," and light was born from nothing.

(End of this chapter)