Chapter 358: Superimposed Old Corpses
Do not look at what is indecent. This is not just a taboo for storytellers, but also one of the rules for evil spirits to kill people. As for the sigh that was like a dying person's attachment to the world, it was obviously another extremely terrifying supernatural power.

The ghost's sigh did not dissipate, but continued to echo in the silent building. Lu Zhiwen felt a tremendous pressure that almost made him unable to breathe.

Cao Yang's expression wasn't much better either. That sigh wasn't just an attack, it was also a strong and overbearing suppression. The ghost in his body became a little weak at this moment.

Even the Blood Lake was affected to a certain extent, becoming even more raging and violent. The overwhelming blood waves rolled one after another, but they never affected a specific area.

The figure of the old man reflected on the lake surface did not change at all. He still looked lifeless, with wrinkles all over his face and blue and black corpse spots all over his body. His empty and numb eyes revealed a kind of dead horror.

"The old corpse does not exist in reality, and the code name of Liang Yao, the person in charge of Luo City, is "Living Ghost."

While resisting the invasion and attack of the old corpse, Lu Zhiwen was also thinking. Now he felt more and more that there might be some relationship between Liang Yao and the storyteller.

“It’s really troublesome.”

Although his face looked grim, Cao Yang in the memory world was not affected too much. The body in reality was just the body of a ghost. The old corpse's supernatural power had not caused any serious harm to him at the conscious level.

However, this relief did not last long. As if sensing the existence of the memory world, the spiritual invasion became more intense at this moment. The speed at which the flesh and blood on Cao Yang's body peeled off also increased instantly. Even a ghost body could not withstand this level of destruction.

Even though there were three layers of ghost dens superimposed on each other, other than the blood lake being able to reflect the old corpse's figure, the ghost wind and gravity ghost dens did not play any role.

Cao Yang was troubled by this. He would rather confront an S-level evil ghost head-on than be entangled by a highly idealistic ghost. What's more, the old corpse was a ghost rider from the Republic of China period, so the level of trouble increased sharply.

"These old guys are more troublesome than each other."

Cao Yang started a deal again. After paying part of the price, the figure of the old corpse on the water gradually began to become solid, as if the spirit was invading reality.

"Will it work?"

The coffin nail that had part of its spiritual power devoured by the starving ghost appeared in Cao Yang's hand. Although the bronze sword was good, it could not have the final say like the coffin nail.

As time passed, the figure of the horrible old corpse actually appeared on the water surface. The rusty coffin nail flew over at an extremely fast speed like a bullet and instantly pierced through the old corpse's forehead. The huge force even caused the old corpse to fall directly into the blood lake.

"Coffin nails?!"

Lu Zhiwen's eyes suddenly condensed. As the captain, he naturally knew the information about the coffin nails. But up to now, only two coffin nails have appeared in the supernatural circle. One was used on the starving ghost, and the starving ghost was stolen. The other one was in Yang Jian's hands.

"Did Cao Yang steal the starving ghost?"

Of course Lu Zhiwen would think so, but he quickly rejected this idea. If Cao Yang wanted that coffin nail, the headquarters would most likely not refuse as long as they could guarantee that they could deal with the starving ghosts again. There was no need to take the risk to steal it.

"Could it be that Yang Jian lent it to him?"

This idea was also rejected. He knew Yang Jian's character. A weapon of this level would never be lent to anyone in the supernatural circle, even if they were colleagues.

However, before Lu Zhiwen could figure out the problem, Cao Yang moved again. He was not sure whether this incomplete coffin nail could suppress the old corpse, and he was even less sure whether the old corpse that appeared was the source. All doubts needed to be verified.

The result was obvious. The old corpse was indeed an old corpse, and it was indeed suppressed by the coffin nails, but it was just an old corpse. Because at the moment the suppression took effect, many similar old corpses instantly appeared inside the auction house!

Cold and numb, just one glance would make one feel creepy. "A total of 216 old corpses, no more, no less, just enough to fill the entire auction house."

Lu Zhiwen's voice was not loud, but it revealed a sense of despair and powerlessness.

With the appearance of these more than 200 old corpses, the originally somewhat manic blood lake suddenly became calm, and even the blood waves stopped churning, as if it had been completely trampled under the feet of the old corpses.

Immediately afterwards, the water level of the Blood Lake began to drop rapidly, and the rows of seats that had been submerged were exposed to the air again.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Cao Yang was no longer calm. He knew very well how terrifying the Blood Lake was. Although it did not have the supernatural power of stopping time and restarting time, its strength was definitely comparable to that of the Sixth Level Ghost Eye. If one included the evil spirits imprisoned in the Blood Lake, even the Sixth Level Ghost Eye might not be able to compare.

“It’s weird.”

More than 200 old corpses forced back the special blood lake ghost den, allowing the seats to reappear.

Then, one by one, the old corpses, as if receiving some kind of call, walked to a seat and were about to sit down.

Danger, extremely dangerous!
Even though he was a ghost, Cao Yang still felt all the hairs on his body tremble instantly. That feeling of extreme danger could not be wrong.

"No, it can't be stopped at all."

There was only one nail in the coffin, and it was impossible to prevent more than 200 old corpses from sitting down at the same time, not to mention that there was not enough time.

However, Cao Yang did not intend to sit and wait for death. He had already seen that this was the old corpse's method of superimposing supernatural attacks. Although it was not as good as infinite superposition, it was equally terrifying and deadly.

"Shen Lin, this thing is for you. Find a way to dismember this old corpse."

In the memory world, Cao Yang temporarily lent the bronze sword to Shen Lin, and also told him the medium and how to use it.

Shen Lin was also quite shocked when he heard this, but he still preferred to use his axe and had no idea about the bronze sword.

"This storyteller is already so scary, and the old guy in Baiyu Village is probably not much worse. These old guys in the Republic of China are really frighteningly vicious."

After his consciousness left the memory world, Cao Yang took out the thick and rotten carrying pole. What he had to do now was to find the old corpse at the source and hit him hard with the carrying pole.

As for the ghost body, the ghost is immortal. He can replace the identity of the ghost slave and invade the reality again at any time. The ghost body will at most fall into a brief silence.

“Lu Zhiwen, no matter what method you use, try to determine the source of the old corpse!”

Cao Yang knew that he could not do it alone. Since Lu Zhiwen had come with him, he should play his due role. Otherwise, he would not have died and handed the ferryman's body to him.

"I understand. I'll try my best."

(End of this chapter)