Chapter 268 Backflow of Lake Water

Although Zhang Xianguang did not let Xiantian Wutai reveal his whereabouts, the information could be concealed but the action could not. The range was shrinking and even the light was becoming dim and weak, so it was hard not to attract the attention of Cao Yang and Liu San.

"Sure enough, someone is already planning to take over the old corpse on the dome."

The spiritual erosion brought by the gradually dimming ghost light was no longer as fierce as before. Cao Yang could even look directly at the dome without any protection.

There is no doubt that the old corpse is the source of the ghost light, and the ghost light has the terrifying supernatural power of inversion and reversal. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the core of the existence of the entire ancient city.

"I'm not surprised that someone is planning to take advantage of the old corpse. The existence of the City of the Dead cannot be concealed. Every ghost rider has his own special source of information. It's impossible to hide the objective existence of a mysterious place from everyone."

Cao Yang walked out of the house. The ghost light had shrunk a lot, and the ghost den of the Wheel-Turning King had completely dissipated. Now the whole ancient city was shaking and trembling violently, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

"The ancient city is no longer safe. Someone has touched the core evil spirit that maintains the balance of the situation. This mysterious place will soon be completely out of control."

In the tailor shop, the six paper figures looked at each other, and they came to the same conclusion, which was to leave the ancient city as soon as possible.

"I will stimulate the old corpse to revive. The five of you go out and remember to take the paper boat and the supernatural items you collected."

One of them, Liu San, said that they were all core paper men, and Liu San himself could not afford the cost of all the paper men being wiped out, so he made a decision: sacrifice one paper man and forcibly send the others out of the ancient city.

The dilapidated and cold old corpse was exposed to the air in an instant. The surrounding darkness quickly receded, and an arm-length crack suddenly appeared in the tailor shop. Cold lake water poured back from the gap. It was the water from the Ghost Lake.

"time to go."

Liu San took a last glance at this ancient city known as the place of unjust death. The broken face of the paper man who chose to sacrifice was still stuck on the old corpse's face. He stretched out a blue and black hand covered with corpse spots, grabbed the tattered clothes hanging in the air and threw them to the other paper men.

Then, one of the paper figures quickly took the clothes, and the other paper figure took out the old, bottomless black-sailed boat, ready to escape at any time.

"He's gone. As for Cao Yang, he's not weak either. If there's real danger, he'll leave on his own. Even if he dies, we can only blame him for being incompetent."

Several paper figures were holding hands. The leading paper figure was holding the black-sailed boat in his other hand. His figure instantly sank into the lake water behind the crack and was swallowed up by the cold lake water in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the crack created by Liu San caused considerable trouble for the others. The cold lake water quickly tore open the crack, and a large amount of lake water mixed with hair, body parts and pale corpses poured in from the other end.

In just a few tens of seconds, the entire tailor shop was submerged, and the lake water was still spreading and spreading towards the deeper parts of the ancient city, soon forming a massive flood.

At this time, on the dome of the Ghost Market, Zhang Xianguang had successfully used the old-fashioned broadsword to cut off an iron chain that was wrapped around the old corpse. The highly decayed old corpse actually showed signs of twitching and struggling, as if it was about to come back to life.

But as Zhang Xianguang swung his knife stiffly and rigidly again, the horrible old corpse was cut in half and dismembered, and half of the corpse was forced into the wick of the oil lamp.

At this time, Zhang Xianguang's whole body was covered with a layer of burning oily substance. The oil stuck to his skin like a protective film, further helping him to isolate himself from the erosion caused by ghost light and inverted spiritual power.

Not only that, this layer of oil seemed to have life and it oozed out from his skin bit by bit, then slowly slid down to the other half of the old corpse's body. A gray-black oil cocoon was forming at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Wow!"

The surging water of Ghost Lake soon submerged Cao Yang's location, but Cao Yang did not know that Liu San had left, let alone that it was Liu San who caused such a big commotion.

"The City of the Dead has gone out of control. The man on the dome has completely disrupted the balance of the entire ancient city, causing the water from the Ghost Lake to invade and flow back in. It won't be long before this place is completely submerged."

Cao Yang thought to himself, and at the same time raised his head to glance at the fierce man on the dome.

The man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, had a sturdy build, looked to be in his forties, was well-mannered, and exuded a scholarly air, looking like a teacher.

Of course, if we ignore the cold and sharp sword, it would be more in line with the identity and temperament of a teacher.

"Zhang Xianguang?"

As a time traveler, Cao Yang could not possibly not know Zhang Xianguang, a senior who had been carefully planning the Peach Blossom Spring project for decades.

Although he and the headquarters represented by Yang Jian were in conflict and even fought each other during a certain period of time, this did not hinder Zhang Xianguang's unique personal charm.

Just as the original novel in the previous life and Lu Jingxuan now said, the conflict of ideas should not lead to a tragic situation of life and death, and Zhang Xianguang has really been silently preparing and working hard to implement the Peach Blossom Spring plan.

However, there are many doubts in the original work. Zhang Xianguang's strength level is unquestionable, and the core of the Peach Blossom Spring plan is the ghost painting and the mummy bride, as well as various fragmented puzzles of these two ghosts.

However, Zhang Xianguang and his teammates have been preparing for so long but still have not found the ghost painting, but they happen to be quite familiar with the intelligence of some captains such as Yang Jian, which makes it hard not to be suspicious.

"Zhang Xianguang has too many tricks up his sleeve. Now I alone may not be able to stop him. With the oil lamp restarting, the tearing sword, and decades of experience in the spiritual world, he is undoubtedly one of the top ones in the spiritual world, apart from the Seven Elders."

Cao Yang did not rashly try to stop Zhang Xianguang, because the other party was a long-established veteran ghost rider. In the original novel, he could fight five captains alone and escape safely. In addition, his own time travel might cause some butterfly effects. Cao Yang did not think that he could avoid the outbreak of the war in the future by himself.

"Wow——!"

The gap that Liu San tore open has now completely collapsed. The huge amount of lake water, corpses and long black hair have completely torn the crack open, and it is pouring back like a flood breaking through a dam. The water level now has basically submerged most of the houses, and is still rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cao Yang stood calmly on the rooftop of a slightly taller house in the distance. From his sight, Zhang Xianguang had already succeeded halfway, and even he could not completely handle and restrict it.

The grease covering half of the old corpse was emitting thick black smoke, and was rapidly fading and dissipating as if it had been severely corroded. The original rotten body of the old corpse was gradually being exposed again.

"Marshal Zhang Lin, you are still as good as ever after your death."

Zhang Xianguang did not stay any longer. He did not want to be contaminated by the water of the Ghost Lake, even though the Ghost Lake was inextricably linked to another person he knew well...

(End of this chapter)