Chapter 1519: The Oriole Behind

The Oriole Behind

No matter what, this Wang Jian could not be allowed to leave the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path alive!

Chen Ling had just resurrected. All of his previous expenditure and negative statuses had been completely cleared, and it was exactly the peak period suitable for battle. He wasn't sure how strong Wang Jian was right now, but he shouldn't be as good as Bai Qi; otherwise, facing his knife strike just now, he wouldn't have retreated to dodge.

Clang——!!

The Bone-Stripping Knife clashed with the ancient knife, the sweeping fierce wind ravaging their surroundings. Beneath the cracking earth, a massive force transmitted from the ancient knife!

"A dignified ancient famous general also likes to use sneak attack tricks?" Chen Ling spoke in a deep voice.

"Sun Wu once said: Warfare is the way of deception." Wang Jian completely disregarded the sarcasm in Chen Ling's tone. "If the way of using soldiers also requires focusing on head-on confrontations, then what war is there to fight? Just compare the numbers of both sides before the battle formation, and whoever has fewer people can just surrender directly."

After a brief wrestling of strength between the two, Chen Ling staggered back half a step. At the same time, Wang Jian also retreated half a step backward. The strength of the two seemed to be on par...

But the next moment, a terrifying Killing Intent belonging to the God of Slaughter Bai Qi abruptly slashed out from that ancient knife!

The earth beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, and the theatrical robe fluttered wildly in the hurricane. Wang Jian's eyes narrowed, forcefully sweeping away Chen Ling's Bone-Stripping Knife, and his figure drifted down lightly into the ruins nearby...

"The Emperor of Thespians indeed lives up to his reputation."

Wang Jian looked up at the sky. Muffled thunder rumbled, as if terrifying bolts of lightning were brewing within.

This time... the Ghost Path's lightning was aimed at him.

Chen Ling similarly glanced upward, seeming to have understood something.

The Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path had an extremely strong sense of rejection toward foreign living people. However, Wang Jian and Bai Qi were both Remnant Souls, and both had "backups" saved in this Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path. As long as they didn't take the initiative to step into the River Styx or expose themselves, the Ghost Path simply couldn't detect their existence.

This was also why when they just passed through the Ghost Gate, those Special Envoys only discovered them, but failed to discover Wang Jian who had arrived in the Ancient Vault a step earlier...

But in order to absorb Bai Qi, he chose to expose himself in the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path?

He clearly witnessed the process of Bai Qi being sanctioned by the Ghost Path, yet he actually still made this decision. Was he not afraid of being unable to get out himself?

The instant this question appeared in Chen Ling's heart, within the void, the Causality lightning aimed at Wang Jian had already brewed!

Wang Jian's Causality was not much less than Bai Qi's; at the very least, it was absolutely more than a magnitude higher than Chen Ling's group. The terrifying oppressive aura of the Ghost Path raged in the air, as if the next moment it would obliterate this "Heretic" who also attempted to complete a resurrection!

Yet Wang Jian's expression remained incredibly calm...

Standing atop the ruins, he took out an ancient Imperial Decree from nowhere. As he slowly unfurled the Imperial Decree, the aura of the Path of the Sovereign permeated the Ghost Path.

A Dao Foundation Secret Treasure of the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path??

Everyone present frowned. In a trance, they seemed to see a phantom of a mortal Emperor manifest from the Imperial Decree, carving out a region of the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path within this Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path.

The laws of the Ghost Path and the Imperial Path, these two major Lost Ancient Vaults, clashed and rumbled invisibly. The earth beneath everyone's feet trembled violently.

No wonder he dared to stand up and forcefully confront the Ghost Path... So it turned out he had the Secret Treasure Ying Fu gave him to back him up?

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent in his eyes increased instead of decreasing!

If he killed Wang Jian here, not only could he chop off one of Ying Fu's wings, but he could also directly obtain the Dao Foundation Secret Treasure of the Imperial Path, which was exactly what the Dusk Society needed.

He exchanged a glance with Jiang Xiaohua, and both charged in Wang Jian's direction at the same time!

Holding the Imperial Decree, Wang Jian's entire person became inviolable, as if destiny had descended upon him. He looked down upon Chen Ling and Jiang Xiaohua condescendingly, and then glanced at the Ghost Path above his head, seemingly having made up his mind...

"Emperor of Thespians, you and I will meet again in the future..."

Rip——

Wang Jian directly tore the Imperial Decree in his hand.

The next second, the surging aura of the Imperial Path directly tore apart the surrounding laws of the Ghost Path. All the potential of this Secret Treasure erupted in an instant, and the space around Wang Jian underwent violent perturbations!

A golden light pierced the firmament, directly taking Wang Jian's body and vanishing from the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path.

"He ran away?"

Jiang Xiaohua was stunned.

Chen Ling also didn't expect that this Wang Jian would leave so cleanly... Having such a Secret Treasure of the Imperial Path in hand that could directly send him out of the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path, no wonder he acted so recklessly regardless of the consequences.

...

The golden light pierced through the Ghost Gate, directly drilling a tunnel through the thick soil, ascending rapidly toward the surface!

Wang Jian originally hadn't wanted to use this thing. After all, even His Majesty didn't have many Dao Foundation Secret Treasures. However, after weighing it again and again, he still felt that his harvest this time was enough to offset the consumption of this Secret Treasure.

He took out a Small Golden Gourd from his clothes and gently popped off the lid. He saw several blurry ghosts wandering inside the gourd, which also included his own half Remnant Soul...

With them, His Majesty's forces in this era should receive a terrifying growth.

Wang Jian solemnly put the gourd away safely. He took a final glance at the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path below and snorted coldly.

Being outmatched this time and retreating in advance was a move of helplessness... Once he completely resurrected, returning to the world in the future would be like a fish returning to the ocean; no one in this world would be able to stop His Majesty anymore.

Whoosh——

The golden light penetrated the thick layer of soil and finally returned to the surface.

Wang Jian stepped on solid soil once again and smelled the fresh air... The golden light around him slowly dissipated. Just as he was preparing to leave, he froze in place.

He saw dense crowds of figures densely surrounding this vicinity, leaving no gaps. Moreover, every single one of them was fully armed and waiting in strict formation. The gazes they directed at Wang Jian were even more like they were facing a formidable enemy!

But at this moment, Wang Jian's attention was simply not on these people...

Right now,

Above the crowd,

A beautiful figure dressed in a white training uniform was standing silently in the void, her black hair fluttering in the wind. She looked down at Wang Jian who had drilled out of the ground, her eyes narrowing slightly...

To her left was a red-haired woman wearing the black windbreaker of the Enforcers;

To her right was a man in green clothes carrying a calligraphy brush that looked like a long spear on his back;

The Lord of the Red Dust Su Zhiwei, the Pathway Chief of [Asura] Hong Xiu, and the Hall Master of the Floating Life Painting Lü Liangren... One Rank 9, two Rank 8s. The gazes of the three fell upon Wang Jian like mountains, instantly stiffening his entire body!

Wang Jian: ???

"To think someone actually crawled out of the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path..." The corners of Su Zhiwei's mouth curled up slightly. A hint of playfulness surfaced in the gaze she cast at this Wang Jian, who clearly didn't belong to this era.

"...Interesting."