Chapter 128: This Ghost Is Not a Ghost of This World

Handling Ghost Blood hasn't caused many accidents.

The Ghost Bride's puzzle is now fairly complete, and it also shares a portion of the supernatural attached to Zhang Hao, so opposing sixty percent of Ghost Blood is no problem.

Not to mention, Zhang Hao has been constantly guarding the Ghost Bride.

If the Ghost Bride shows any sign of being reversedly suppressed, they will immediately grab her hand, thereby raising her Terror Level.

After roughly half a day, the Ghost Blood in the Blood Pool had completely disappeared, and in its place stood a bride whose wedding dress appeared more vivid and whose skin had a slight blood hue.

The Ghost Bride's Terror Level was raised again, and although this boost is only within this world, it still makes up for the lacking supernatural.

Zhang Hao felt the Ghost Bride's aura; the present Ghost Bride has harnessed sixty percent of Ghost Blood's supernatural.

In Terror Level, it now differs little from the complete Ghost Lake.

"The bride side should have already successfully handled the Ghost Cabinet; let's go back and check, using the Ghost Cabinet to obtain Yang Jian's location."

Dachang City has been in trouble for so long that Zhang Hao still doesn't know the situation; after confirming the Ghost Bride's status has been restored, Zhang Hao takes the Ghost Bride's hand and plans to return to Dachang City.

Meanwhile, inside Dachang City.

During this half day, the Headquarters naturally couldn't just do nothing and watch.

Although this ghost is terrifying, it still needs people to investigate, so the Headquarters has already assigned a batch of Ghost Tamers to enter Dachang City.

"Jiang Shangbai, are you confident?"

Liu Dong, bearing a dead man's skull, looked at this city that had lost all color and couldn't help feeling a bit of fear.

"What confidence is there? This ghost is too terrifying; ordinary Ghost Tamers don't even qualify to scout."

Jiang Shangbai's expression grew somewhat grim; originally he didn't want to participate in this supernatural incident.

But now, among the Ghost Tamers at Headquarters, the relatively strong ones are him and a few reserve captains.

The others are either involved in other supernatural incidents or are in poor condition.

For example, Yang Jian, his two ghosts have no ability to use before this ghost, so he doesn't even qualify to scout.

"Wang Chaling, Li Jun, Zhong Shan, what do you think we should do next?"

Jiang Shangbai looked at Wang Chaling, his gaze complex.

This fellow appears indistinguishable from an ordinary person, yet Headquarters has unexpectedly reserved a captain slot for him.

After learning this, it's truly hard to make people believe it.

Originally, Wang Chaling was to be assigned to handle a supernatural incident to prove his capability.

But with Dachang City in trouble, under the decision of the Friends Circle, Jiang Shangbai raised a challenge to the other side, inviting them to join this supernatural incident to test their ability.

If their strength is insufficient, a captain slot opens, and the Friends Circle can reap more benefits.

However, faced with this, after Wang Chaling realized he couldn't dodge it, he asked that Jiang Shangbai participate together with him.

One can only say, harming both others and themselves, the two were forced to join this first scouting operation.

"What can I say?" Wang Chaling said coldly.

He truly doesn't want to join this supernatural incident; for an S‑rank supernatural incident, he cannot be sure whether his family can deal with it.

"Let's go deeper; I just observed that there are no signs of living people in the city, not even a shadow of a Fierce Ghost."

Li Jun kept a calm face, walking at the front of the group.

"Alright."

Jiang Shangbai nodded, having no objections.

Inside the gray‑white city, a group of five kept walking forward.

Since no living traces were found, the five advanced at a fast pace.

But as they slowly reached the middle of the city, Wang Chaling's eyes suddenly seemed off.

"Careful!"

Wang Chaling seemed to have sensed something.

"What is it?"

Zhong Shan turned his head toward Wang Chaling, looking somewhat surprised that an ordinary person had detected the anomaly faster than they had; however, as soon as he finished speaking, a bride wearing a red wedding dress and embroidered shoes suddenly appeared.

With the bride's appearance, the sky's continuously falling paper ash descended more quickly.

"Tap tap tap!"

An incomprehensible weirdness began to close in on the group at this moment.

"Bang!"

When the footsteps were less than ten meters from the party, Liu Dong, bearing a large head, suddenly stopped moving.

Although Liu Dong only rode one ghost, that ghost is special; its support ability in the team is no weaker than that of a Ghost Tamer who rides three ghosts.

But in the blink of an eye, Liu Dong was already dead?

"We've been targeted."

Jiang Shangbai stared at the Ghost Bride appearing ahead, his eyes filled with dread.

It's too terrifying; the aura radiating from this Ghost Bride makes even the Fierce Ghosts within him feel an urge to flee.

At this moment Li Jun also watches the Ghost Bride, even though Ghost Fire, because of its special ability, can easily manifest in ghost paintings.

But because of the gap in Terror Level, the suppressed Li Jun doesn't even have the ability to release Ghost Domain.

The ghost within his body seems to instinctively fear the existence of this Ghost Bride.

"Too terrifying; this is simply beyond what humans can handle."

Jiang Shangbai's hand holding the Walkie‑Talkie trembled slightly at this moment.

"Our ghosts in front of it are like being suppressed, lacking even the qualification to employ the supernatural."

"Moreover, the one we face now is only that Ghost Bride; the white ghost hasn't appeared yet."

Jiang Shangbai spoke into the Walkie‑Talkie to the person on the other end.

"We don't even know this Ghost's Killing Rule, and she just suddenly attacked us."

Five people faced a Ghost, but the Ghosts inside their bodies had already been suppressed to the point of being unusable without any contact with the Fierce Ghost.

"Grandpa, Grandma, can you handle it?"

Wang Chaling held a Photo in his hand and said in a low voice.

As his figure descended, four terrifying Fierce Ghosts suddenly appeared around Wang Chaling's body.

These four Ghosts were not suppressed by the Ghost Bride's proximity; they could still move and protect the group.

"What a terrifying thing, this guy can actually control Ghosts."

Jiang Shangbai finally understood at this moment why this guy was the captain.

"Up!"

Wang Chaling let out a low shout, and his parents rushed out.

"Wait, I can feel that those two old Ghosts are even more terrifying; let them go up."

Jiang Shangbai, seeing Wang Chaling's parents about to act, hurriedly said.

Upon hearing that, Wang Chaling was somewhat surprised; although reluctant to believe, he still replaced the people who went up with his own grandparents.

The two old Ghosts stepped forward, reaching the Ghost Bride at a bizarre speed, pulling her as if to tear her apart.

Yet at that moment, the surrounding space twisted, and several scrolls appeared.

Then several Ghost Brides each stepped out from those scrolls.

"No way? They're back?" Jiang Shangbai's face turned sour.

One Ghost is already hard enough to deal with, and now there are so many.

Could it be, like the Hungry Ghost Incident, that these Ghosts aren't real Source Ghosts? I have to say, Jiang Shangbai guessed correctly.

Each Ghost Bride here is merely a Derivative Body possessing Six-Tenths of the Ghostly Power of the original.

However, in this world, the Ghost Bride's Six-Tenths of the Ghostly Power is actually not far off from the original.

After all, who made every Ghost in this world have only Six-Tenths of the Ghostly Power of those Ghosts in the Reality World?

Every duplicate of a Ghost Bride can have Six-Tenths of the Ghostly Power of the original; in this world, it's like cheating—each is essentially a Source Ghost.

Facing three Ghost Brides appearing simultaneously, Wang Chaling's complexion turned pale.

At this moment, two Ghost Brides each dealt with his grandparents, while the other Ghost Bride was walking toward this side.

The eerie Footsteps sounded again, like a funeral bell before death, making everyone feel an indescribable terror.

Wang Chaling said nothing, leading his parents while also controlling his grandparents to flee.

The others, seeing the only one still having Combat Power—Wang Chaling—run away, hurriedly followed.

In this futile resistance, even Li Jun no longer thought to fight desperately.

Desperate effort only makes sense if it can have effect; without any effect, it's a futile death.

But their escape was clearly useless.

Zhang Hao originally told the Ghost Bride to kill people in Dachang City to create duplicates.

Until Zhang Hao actively tells the Ghost Bride to withdraw these duplicates, they will proactively attack anyone in the city.

The more places they run through, the more they will attract additional Derivative Ghost Brides.

During the escape, the four unintentionally split up. At this point, Zhong Shan and Jiang Shangbai fled to a residential complex in the city center.

"Guan Jiang Xiao Qu? That's where Yang Jian lives, right?"

"Being able to handle S‑level Supernatural Incidents like the Hungry Ghost and also protect one's own family and friends, this complex should be a Safety Room."

Zhong Shan and Jiang Shangbai's eyes lit up, and in a shared glance they each saw the other's delight.

"Cao Yanhua, quickly ask where the Safety Room in Guan Jiang Xiao Qu is! We're being targeted by Ghosts now and temporarily need a place to hide."

Jiang Shangbai asked anxiously.

"Alright, I'll ask him right away on my end."

On the other side, Cao Yanhua, having received the message, looked at Yang Jian with a sour expression.

"The Safety Room is at the center of the complex; if you're at the main gate now, walk straight inward for three hundred meters and you should find it."

Providing the Safety Room, Yang Jian naturally had no objections.

Anyway, his friends had already left Dachang City under their arrangement.

However, just as his words finished, a terrified voice from Jiang Shangbai and Zhong Shan came through the Walkie‑Talkie.

It seemed that at this moment, something terrifying appeared before them.

"Why does this oddly looking Bride summon so many Ghost Brides just by a wave? Could she be a Source Ghost? Quick—quick, run!"

The Walkie‑Talkie emitted a choppy voice, but it soon cut off abruptly.

"Dead?"

Yang Jian's face turned sour; the final voice from the Walkie‑Talkie reminded him of that Dried Corpse Bride.

"Could it be that some Dried Corpse Bride has some connection with those one white and one red Ghosts?"

Yang Jian lowered his eyelids, his mind continuously pondering various possibilities.

The strangeness of the situation was somewhat beyond his imagination.

"Alas!"

At that moment, a sigh suddenly came from outside.

Yang Jian turned his head and saw an elderly man leaning on a cane walking over.

"Qin Lao? Do you happen to know this Ghost?"

Cao Yanhua, upon seeing the elder appear, hurriedly went up.

"This is a very terrifying Ghost; it does not belong to this world."

Qin Lao lowered his head and said in a slightly deep tone.

"What does it mean?" Yang Jian frowned.

"What does 'not belonging to this world' mean?"

Qin Lao looked at Yang Jian and gave him a gentle smile: "Of course it's the literal meaning."

"This ghost does not belong to this world; it comes from an outside world."

"This ghost is no longer something you can handle; leave the rest to me."

Qin Lao leaned on his cane, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Qin Lao, could there be other worlds besides ours?"

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have thought of something and voiced a bold conjecture.

"Who knows? Fierce Ghosts are incomprehensible beings; perhaps, beyond our world, there truly are other worlds."

Qin Lao gave a muted sigh, but his words, which did not deny it, undeniably acknowledged the possibility of Wang Xiaoming's speculation.

"Why was the Fierce Ghost born? And does this ghost come from the world where the Fierce Ghost originally resided?"

Yang Jian looked at Qin Lao; at this stage he was still obsessively pursuing the source of the paranormal.

"Could the world truly have a so‑called Underworld? And is that ghost from the Underworld?"

"No two ghosts are exactly identical, but do you remember the differences between those two brides?"

Qin Lao gave no answer to Yang Jian, and slowly walked toward the doorway of the conference room, apparently intending to head to Dachang City.

"Yang Jian, what did Qin Lao just mean?" Wang Xiaoming asked, looking at Yang Jian.

"It's like this," Yang Jian recounted the incident on the bus where he encountered a ghost bride and a Dried Corpse Bride.

"Those two ghosts, though they looked slightly different, wore wedding dresses that were exactly identical."

"And the Crying Tomb Ghost as well; its funeral clothes were exactly the same as those of the white Fierce Ghost, except the white ghost appeared even paler."

"Looking at Dachang City now, if the Crying Tomb Ghost loses its color, it would be much like that white ghost."

Yang Jian's words left everyone deep in thought.

"Perhaps a parallel world? Or some force beyond our comprehension?" Zhao Jianguo asked Wang Xiaoming.

"No, you've overlooked another possibility," Wang Xiaoming shook his head.

"If that's the case, could there be another possibility? A ghost from the future?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Literally. You should have all seen the file on the starving ghost's Restart Ghost Domain Time," Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

"If a ghost's Ghost Domain is large enough to cover the entire world and can Restart, could the Fierce Ghost return to the past via Restart Time and reach the future?"

Upon hearing that, everyone's pupils contracted sharply.

The speculation made them reluctant to believe it.

If such a ghost truly exists, does humanity still have hope? Yet Qin Lao had said the ghost isn't from this world, which made them somewhat inclined to believe the conjecture.

"Discussing this now is pointless; whether the ghost comes from a parallel world or the future, the urgent task is to neutralize the danger first."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the others and shook his head.

Meanwhile, within Dachang City.

At this moment, Zhang Hao and the ghost bride returned to Guan Jiang Xiao Qu.

The Dried Corpse Bride had already completed the Ghost Cabinet, but at an unknown time two corpses appeared at her feet.

"These are Jiang Shangbai and Zhong Shan?"

Zhang Hao examined them for a moment and quickly identified the two corpses.

"It seems Headquarters has already taken notice of my presence."

"Take this chance to let the Dried Corpse Bride grow; at least she should be able to play a role in combat."

Zhang Hao lifted the corpses of Zhong Shan and Jiang Shangbai and harnessed the Fierce Ghosts within them.

Although these ghosts only function in this world and retain only the original Six-Tenths of the Ghostly Power, they are still a Suppression Quota, after all.

"What a pity, the current timeline is already relatively late; had it been earlier, I might still be able to search for the original Ghost Coffin."

Zhang Hao looked at the ghost bride and asked her to produce a ghost painting.

This time, Zhang Hao requested a ghost painting that was not based on her blueprint, but the original painting's Derivative Body.

The painting depicted a woman with an indistinct face, yet merely looking at her evoked a sense of beauty.

Holding the painting, Zhang Hao stared for a while; outside Dachang City, a disturbance soon manifested.

Within the quiet city, it gradually turned hazy, and faint things began to drift down from the sky.

It resembled clumped gray fog, or perhaps clusters of chilling aura.

In the blink of an eye, everything around was covered by the gray haze; everything visible to the naked eye changed.

Here, in this colorless, gray‑white city, the haze quickly spread everywhere.

It differed from the ghost bride's Ghost Domain manifestation.

Because of Zhang Hao's deliberate control, when the ghost bride activated her Ghost Domain, she did not release it to its fullest, invading reality.

The ghost painting lacks intelligence and acts purely on instinct.

Thus, the moment it appeared, it brazenly invaded Dachang City.

Even though the whole of Dachang City was already shrouded by Zhang Hao's Ghost Domain, the ghost painting involuntarily clashed with his Ghost Domain.

"Is it coming?"

Zhang Hao sensed the Ghost Domain's clash and wore a strange smile.

He immediately retracted his Ghost Domain, staring continuously at the derivative ghost painting.

Without opposing Ghost Domain, Dachang City was soon completely enveloped by the ghost painting's Ghost Domain, being fully drawn into the world within the painting.

At the same time, a European‑style building appeared not far from Zhang Hao.

Because he kept staring at the ghost painting, the Source Ghost of the ghost painting was drawn here.

"Bride, it's yours now."

Zhang Hao looked at the Dried Corpse Bride; compared with the time when the Ghost Bride wielded the ghost painting, the Dried Corpse Bride now is not weaker than the ghost painting.

After all, the Dried Corpse Bride has now completed the Ghost Cabinet; the boost from the Ghost Cabinet and that female corpse far exceeds the boost from the embroidered shoes.

(End of chapter)